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Shannon 'Shan' Parker
Fourth Year  x2
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Originally Posted by i m a g i n e  Hunched over her large sketch pad, Cosette hadn't noticed when anyone had entered the abandoned classroom. Her fingers black from charcoal, she ran the black slab across the page, accenting on the dark remains it held. Blowing the few stray bits, she ran her thumb on the recently drawn line, smudging the line all over, blending it accordingly. Biting a red painted lip, she angled the picture to look at it.
She had been sitting on the stone floor for over an hour, trying to capture a decent portrait of the thing before her. Yes, she had been sketching in charcoal for an hour. Looking over the parchment, she looked at the muse she had been painting. She had conjured a single blue bell flame that was dancing around a blue rose, which had been floating in the air in a black onyx vase. Staring at her sketch, it looked the exact same, minus the colours.
Smiling to herself, she looked down to see her drab clothes. Wearing nothing more than a pair of black cotton shorts and a white long sleeve blouse, which was now half black from charcoal stains, she looked positively.. regular. Her blond hair was half swooped up in a frazzled bun and her hands black, along with a small smudge on her cheek and nose.
Getting up fast, she noticed a shadow run into the room, closing the door ajar. With the light being scarcely dim, she took in a soft breath. She had to do an ambush on whomever disturbed her peace. Running over to the ominous shadow, she pointed a wand at the back of the strangers head. "Who are you & why are you here?" She said, her french accent rolling in a harsh manner. Smelling the chocolate so close to him now, Jack was ready to endure what he hadn’t endured in a long time; that feeling of being so happy that it hurt your jaw to smile, because you were doing to so much. Yes, chocolate was not something he should have all the time, but once in a while wasn’t going to hurt him. The only part that Jack didn’t like about chocolate was the sugar crash. The sugar crash made him sleepy, cranky, angry and unapproachable, and was also the main reason he wasn’t allowed chocolate. It was hard to stay friends with Jack if you’d come across him when on a sugar crash. However, on a sugar rush, he wasn’t that bad, a lot happier and bouncier than usual, but better than a crash. Jack was sure Savannah would love him when he was on a high with chocolate.
But Jack’s dream was short lived, as he thought he was alone. He jumped at the sound of a sharp, stern voice, causing the chocolate frog to drop onto the floor, and make a break for it. He gasped to get his breath back, but was more worried about the frog than his heart, and turned to see who the hell thought it would be funny to make him lose his chocolate like that, only by turning around, the wand that was point at the back of his head, was now pointing between his eyes. EEK. “You made me drop my chocolate frog!” Jack whined, ignoring the girl’s question, and even ignoring her accent which made it so blatantly obvious who it was, unless it was a Beauxbaton student. He couldn’t really see the girl’s face, just her silhouette and her wand which was still pointing at him, but because it was this dark, it meant it was going to be harder to look for the frog.
“What are YOU doing here? And why haven’t you got the lights on, love? I can’t possibly find my chocolate in the dark.” To be honest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go bother looking for it, since it was now on the floor, and God knows when the floor was last swept. He would have to deal with this girl first before going on the hunt under the desks.
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