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Post by gabriel on May 3, 2008 16:17:32 GMT
Nothing to do. Nothing to do. Gabriel was walking down the corridors, his hands behind his head. It was a Saturday, and Gabe was utterly bored. Many people had gone off to Hogsmeade, but he had no desire to waste any more money over there. So here he was, stuck in the school all alone.
With a small sigh, Gabe turned another corner. But, what he saw stopped him in his tracks. Had he ever been down this hallway before? He wasn't sure. Gabriel blinked and walked further down, inspecting the objects in the hallway. The strangest he found was a vase, covered in strange markings and what not. Curious, Gabriel looked at it closer. He light traced the markings, and the vase tipped at his touch.
It did not fall over as he expected, it seemed to be attached to the podium. He blinked again, and jumped when he heard the sound of creaking. A small passageway had opened up behind him. Gabriel whirled around, eyes wide, and took a small step close to the opening.
The Gryffie stuck his head in, but could only see darkness. Gabriel took out his wand and muttered lumos, and pointed the glowing tip into the darkness. There were stairs, leading down to somewhere. Well, this was a strange turn of events. And, being the Gryffindor he was, why not explore the freaky passageway eh?
He certainly wasn't planning on doing anything else today.
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Post by ghostie on May 3, 2008 16:33:13 GMT
A strange day indeed, for Gemma had wandered inside. Her usual quite grounds around Hogwarts had become bustling with activities, snow ball fights and igloo making parties had pushed Gemma inside. She didn't mind being inside, she just preferred the outdoors.
However, as everyone was outside, no one was inside. It was dreadfully boring to wander around all alone, but Gemma actually preferred it to snowballs sailing through her transparent body.
She had floated past her old Hufflepuff common room and smiled to herself. She tried to get in, but was denied entry and floated along, very distressed at her failure. She floated along a corridor she remembered vaguely from her lifetime at Hogwarts. Hearing a creak, she hurried to turn a corner and saw a boy, sticking his head in a secret pass. She smiled, and thought she have a little fun.
Going through the wall, she entered the pass and coming up fast on the boy, floated right up to his face and said. "Boo!" Laughing hysterically, Gemma smiled at the boy, hopefully she didn't frighten him away.
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Post by Fury Nightingale on May 5, 2008 2:48:27 GMT
The past few weeks couldn't have been slower; the drug supply had run out, and her various dealers hadn't been able to scrounge up anything. The wells had run dry, it was time to find a new source. In the mean time, again, the days tolled by with the speed of frozen snails - it was like the clock itself was against her, ticking so slow she couldn't have imagined it possible. Being sober was no fun, honestly, what else was there to do? Schoolwork? Hah! Might as well explore, nothing better to occupy herself with. And on this note, here Fury was, standing in the spot where the Gryffindor had been only moments before. Hearing the 'BOO!', she hurriedly wound further down the hallway - creepy as it may be - before running in to a man she had never seen before, and, well, a ghost. "Woah!" The Hufflepuff screeched to a halt, nearly slamming in to him before catching herself and wrapping her fingers around a post as to not tackle him down. "Sorry."
Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Fury slapped dust from her jeans, eyeing the phantom as she laughed hysterically at the boy, whom at the moment she was unable to tell if he had been startled or not. "Wow, I can see your definition of a good time." Sarcasm evident in her voice, the Hufflepuff laughed some, smiling at the ghost, "Hi." Goodness, she was actually pleasant today! Must be the alcohol and other such illegal substances running through her veins, or lack thereof. Damned sobriety.
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Post by gabriel on May 5, 2008 22:02:21 GMT
Well, seeing as he had nothing else to do today, he might as well go down. Gabe stuck his arm further into the passageway, and noticed that the stairway was probably large enough to fit two people. His curiosity was starting to get the best of him. What could be down there? Was it big? Dangerous? Rare?
Suddenly, there was a face right in front of his. Gabriel was slightly startled by the shout, and he stumbled back a step. He blinked for a moment, finding the person oddly translucent. A ghost? The ghost girl seemed to be in a fit of giggles at the moment, after trying to scare him. Talk about randomly scary.
There was another voice to the side of him and he quickly turned to see who it was. A Hufflepuff, one that was actually solid. Secrets brought about the strangest people these days. Gabe smiled at the Puff girl and laughed lightly. "I feel like I've attracted a crowd."
He turned back around on his heels and took another step down the staircase. Gabe paused for a moment, and poked his head back out the makeshift door. "You coming along then girls? Untold secrets won't find themselves you know."
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Post by ghostie on May 5, 2008 22:10:33 GMT
"Oh poo." Gemma said with a frown, seeing that she hadn't scared him more than a little. "Wasn't that just little bit scary, you could have at least screamed for me, it would have made me feel better." Gemma said, with a playful grin. Lets face it, with her pretty white face and pretty white hair, she wasn't scary, she was barely even eerie.
Gemma smiled as another live one appeared next to the boy. "Did I scare you!" Gemma said, coming right up to the girl face, her dead eyes, once bright blue, incredibly hopeful. She surveyed the girl. She was pretty, but Gemma thought she was probably prettier in life on a good day.
"We were having a good time!" Gemma said. At least she was. She didn't know about the boy, she wasn't physic, she was dead.
"Are you a Hufflepuff?" She randomly asked the girl. "Cause I'm a Hufflepuff too!" Gemma said, smilingly brightly. Her transparent eyes now looking sweetly at the girl. Perhaps she could be the key to getting into her old house common room. Stupid portrait, wouldn't even let her go through the walls. Didn't believe she was once a Hufflepuff. Well excuse Gemma for not dying in her horribly ugly school uniform!
"I guess so," Gemma said, floating around the pair. She smiled and floated through the wall toward the tunnel. She stopped and stuck her head out of the wall, smiling at the boy. "Not like I can die again..." She said, cheekily. She hoped he might and he could haunt the grounds with her. Some company her age would be a nice change.
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