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Post by narcissablack on Jun 27, 2007 7:20:55 GMT
Narcissa sat upon a short wooden stool next to the window. She wasn't quite sure why she had decided to come up here, but it was relaxing to be able to see everything from so far up. Narcissa pulled her hair into a ponytail. She sighed, and decided that she would only spend a few more minutes here, and then go try to find her sister and cousin...
She turned and looked behind her, noticing a snowy white owl rustling on the highest beam.
Unexpectedly, her attention was taken by the distant footsteps she heard coming up the stone steps.
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Post by elle on Jun 27, 2007 7:36:54 GMT
Ella began the long climb up to the owelry, a letter home clutched in her hand. Honestly, she hadn't written home for more than a month now. Her mum would probably be having a fit by now. Ella sighed, brushing a strand of golden colored hair behind her ear. She always hated the staircase to the owelry. Not only was it about a hundred steps high, but it spiraled. That meant by the time you reached the top you were dizzy. And out of breath.
Which explained why Ella was nearly panting as she pushed open the door to the circular room. She stopped in the doorway, seeing a girl standing near the window. " Oh..Um..Hello." She spoke up, her shyness overcoming her. She looked around the room for her owl, finally spotting the snow colored bird. She smiled and made a tiny whisteling sound and the bird birched near her. " I'm Ella by the way." She said, introducing herself. She looked back at her owl, gently stroking it's feathers. It had been a gift from her parents just last year and Ella had grown rather attatched to the animal she lovingly named, Frankie.
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Post by narcissablack on Jun 28, 2007 7:19:21 GMT
Narcissa was brought out of her daydreaming by a Hufflepuff girl coming up to send a letter.
"Oh, Hi" She answered nicely. "I'm Narcissa Black." Deciding it looked odd with her just sitting up here, she let out an explination. "Its nice up here. Quiet. Sometimes I like to just come sit up here and think." turning to her owl she smiled. "Pretty bird," She reached underneath her stool and grabbed an owl treat to feed to it. "What's its name?"
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