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FearlessLeader19 · 09-10-2023, 08:12 PM

SPOILER!!: Sloane! <3

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Originally Posted by aRogueOne

It was with intrepid curiosity that Sloane roamed the castle, allowing her legs to take her places whilst her head wandered off in thought. The overwhelming nature of the castle and the way it seemed to continue to expand beyond the realms of a normal building made her head hurt, but not in the usual sense. It was all very interesting and yet, there was so much of it that she simply couldn’t take it all in. It felt like she was playing a video game, trying to get one hundred percent and the numbers were going up very slowly.

Allowing her legs to carry her through a passage and down a hall, Sloane stopped as she was greeted by a corridor full of tapestries varying in size, but not quality. Some of them seemed to stretch on forever in varying colours, although just as many now seemed to have faded with the years. Didn’t anyone make more? Where were the tapestry makers at these days? Her eyes took I the portraits next, dotted in between with a vary array of people in size them, some waving whilst others looking on sceptically. They were all met with the same non-blinking frown however, even when they sauntered from one portrait to another as though they were all magically connected. The whole moving aspect would have shocked her more if it wasn’t for television, and the fact that she’d seen one of those magic newspapers on the train to Hogwarts.

As she inspected one portrait closer however, she heard the shuffling of footsteps off in the distance as someone else headed down the corridor in her direction. A few moments later, she spotted one of the first years in her house, or at least that’s who she thought it was anyway. Unsure she really wanted to talk to them, she watched in silence for a moment as he inspected the various portraits from the middle of the corridor as if the distance was helping him. She much preferred to get closer to see the detail and the…colours…and the way they cr-…Okay, she knew nothing about art or magic paintings but surely from far away, you couldn’t see a single detail!

“Why don’t you get a little closer…I don’t think they can actually bite you, y’know?” she called out after a moment, her legs now carrying her up the corridor, closer to the boy. “I know they’re magic but I think they’re all dead. You can get up close. They won’t hurt you. Although one of them did shout at me because I poked his painting with my wand,” but that could have been to do with the fact that she’d left a small, charred mark on the painting. Oops. Maybe no one would notice.

It actually took Ary a moment to realise that he was not the only one taking a look at the portraits. Though he didn’t need to, the first year squinted at the form when he became aware of the movement. He immediately recognised her as Sloane, his fellow firstie and Bry’s dorm mate. There was a brief moment when the question crossed his mind: were Sloane and Bryony friends as yet?

There was surprise when she approached him, on his part. From observations, Aryan had quite deduced that Sloane was not much of a talker - much like him. But he did not know her reasons for this habit. Did she hate other humans? Was she shy? Did she develop late speech - again, like him - and perhaps disliked hearing the sound of her own voice?

“I know they won’t. I just…” Not quite in the mood to explain himself, Ary lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “Which did you poke?’’And why would you do that? You don’t think he’d report you to a professor, do you?’’ As he spoke, his feet began taking him closer to the nearest wall.

Would he ever want to come back as a portrait? That was a question that had crossed his mind for the first time.

09-10-2023, 08:12 PM	#4 (permalink)
FearlessLeader19 WWW & Potterdom Mod Newbie Mod Wrackspurt Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: SHIELD's Helicarrier Posts: 214,340 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aryan Zahid Atreyu-Rehman Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Idris Ace Grunt Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dynah Aavni Atreyu-Rehman Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Krittika Saanvi Joshi Ravenclaw Sixth Year x12 x12	~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Sloane! <3 Quote: Originally Posted by aRogueOne It was with intrepid curiosity that Sloane roamed the castle, allowing her legs to take her places whilst her head wandered off in thought. The overwhelming nature of the castle and the way it seemed to continue to expand beyond the realms of a normal building made her head hurt, but not in the usual sense. It was all very interesting and yet, there was so much of it that she simply couldn’t take it all in. It felt like she was playing a video game, trying to get one hundred percent and the numbers were going up very slowly. Allowing her legs to carry her through a passage and down a hall, Sloane stopped as she was greeted by a corridor full of tapestries varying in size, but not quality. Some of them seemed to stretch on forever in varying colours, although just as many now seemed to have faded with the years. Didn’t anyone make more? Where were the tapestry makers at these days? Her eyes took I the portraits next, dotted in between with a vary array of people in size them, some waving whilst others looking on sceptically. They were all met with the same non-blinking frown however, even when they sauntered from one portrait to another as though they were all magically connected. The whole moving aspect would have shocked her more if it wasn’t for television, and the fact that she’d seen one of those magic newspapers on the train to Hogwarts. As she inspected one portrait closer however, she heard the shuffling of footsteps off in the distance as someone else headed down the corridor in her direction. A few moments later, she spotted one of the first years in her house, or at least that’s who she thought it was anyway. Unsure she really wanted to talk to them, she watched in silence for a moment as he inspected the various portraits from the middle of the corridor as if the distance was helping him. She much preferred to get closer to see the detail and the…colours…and the way they cr-…Okay, she knew nothing about art or magic paintings but surely from far away, you couldn’t see a single detail! “Why don’t you get a little closer…I don’t think they can actually bite you, y’know?” she called out after a moment, her legs now carrying her up the corridor, closer to the boy. “I know they’re magic but I think they’re all dead. You can get up close. They won’t hurt you. Although one of them did shout at me because I poked his painting with my wand,” but that could have been to do with the fact that she’d left a small, charred mark on the painting. Oops. Maybe no one would notice. It actually took Ary a moment to realise that he was not the only one taking a look at the portraits. Though he didn’t need to, the first year squinted at the form when he became aware of the movement. He immediately recognised her as Sloane, his fellow firstie and Bry’s dorm mate. There was a brief moment when the question crossed his mind: were Sloane and Bryony friends as yet? There was surprise when she approached him, on his part. From observations, Aryan had quite deduced that Sloane was not much of a talker - much like him. But he did not know her reasons for this habit. Did she hate other humans? Was she shy? Did she develop late speech - again, like him - and perhaps disliked hearing the sound of her own voice? “I know they won’t. I just…” Not quite in the mood to explain himself, Ary lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “Which did you poke?’’And why would you do that? You don’t think he’d report you to a professor, do you?’’ As he spoke, his feet began taking him closer to the nearest wall. Would he ever want to come back as a portrait? That was a question that had crossed his mind for the first time. __________________ 🌺🌺🌺 I fall in love with boys I see on a TV screen. The ones in books who are as perfect as they can be.🌺🌺🌺