 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Phoebe was cold, so cold. And it was a long walk from the dungeons to the sixth floor, and her feet hurt, and she wheezed a little when she breathed. Hogwarts was a terrible place, truly. She had half a mind to complain to her professor about it, but... they looked so scary today. They looked all cold and far away. She slipped down the wall to sit, knees tucked to her chest as she waited for more people to arrive. She didn't really feel well, and she didn't like this school, and- gosh, it was so cold and dusty. She quietly rested her chin on her knees, wishing she could go back to Stemp House for about the thousandth time since getting here. |