[Dungeons] Bad Girls

[Erys Grace]

Strange emotion had overcome Erys; an itchy feeling, urgent and persistent. It was as if there was something she needed to find, and that certain something was calling to her, leaving strings for her to follow that only shot her off on a wild goose chase. It was pissing her off, she postponed the running around, taking a rest. Sure, she had top-knotch stamina, but when you were skipping classes to shoot around like a rocket while searching for something, then it tended to exhaust itself. So she stopped for a while, resting in the shadows. The bengal cat that was Erys wrinkled its nose in evident frustration but said nothing, content to press her belly against the stone floor to cool it.

More than a few students had tripped as she ran full-force through or around their legs, resulting in a mob of kids rushing to the hospital wing for bruises and scrapes. The whiners, she refused to go there even if she had a gaping wound in her stomach. In fact, that actually happened. Twice. The friends she was with just had to force her there, and strap her to the bed too. She had fun. Loads and loads of fun. But remembering these particular parts of her past was unsettling in a way, they interrupted her from the now. And right about now Erys was hoping to run into a fellow Slytherin down here, that was where they liked to chill. Maybe Kendal would stray down here again, and the animagus could finish what she started. Though the prospect of tormenting 'Puffs was delicious, she'd much prefer to run in to her kind down here.[/color]

[Morgana Wyatt]

A day full of insignificant classes. How boring. Morgana hadn't even had any time to get something to eat let alone threaten any other students. Sighing, she picked up her books, of what seemed like it was a neverending pile and headed out the astronomy classroom.

Pushing her books into her bag in a rather untidy fashion, she stepped down the spiralling staircase, careful of where she was treading. Giving a few students an evil glare as they stared at her whilst coming up the stairs, she swore at a few of them. They were probably shocked that she was attending Astronomy, and not just doing Dark Arts all day, being a slytherin and all.

Finally reaching the main hallway, she pushed past a crowd that seemed to of gathered outside the great hall. Curiosity getting the better of her, she leant over the crowd to see two second year boys having a somewhat pathetic fight, and the crowd were whooping and cheering. "Stupid muggles" she muttered to herself, before casting the Bat-Bogey Hex in their direction and walking off. Smirking to herself, she walked halfway down the corridor before she looked back to look at her destruction.

Walking down the narrow cramped stairwell to the dungeons, she spotted Erys. What a girl, what a Slytherin.
"Erys, what a suprise"

[Erys Grace]

Breathing returned to normal, finally cooled down, Erys didn't even need to look up to see who it was who spoke to her. She already knew. Closing her eyes, she felt her bones thicken and lengthen, fur shrink and shoot back in to her skin, and soon her Slytherin self was standing there, offering a small, sly smile, "Morgana. I had hoped to run in to one of us." One of us meaning true Slytherins, no doubt. Crossing her arms over her chest, she continued, "Another day full of boring classes I take it?" Clicking her tongue, feeling nothing short of empathy for the lass, Erys stretched her arms out, swallowing back a yawn. "I'm doubting you forgot to get a good hex in there though, am I right?" Of course Morgana would manage to slip one in to her daily schedual, she was Morgana for god's sake. A girl not only did she enjoy the company of, but who was worthy enough to be the alpha next year. Oh, she was going to miss this. Being the Dark Arts apprentice was a promising opportunity too, of course, and she couldn't not be excited for that.

"Everything is so tame around here this week." Erys fretted with mock concern. It wasn't completely senile around here, it was just.. Less jam-packed with chaos than it usually was. There should be people fighting and ripping each other apart, not handshakes and snogging. On that note, was it just here, or had a bunch of people gotten together that she hadn't realised had the eyes for each other? Hm, maybe she was spending a bit too much time looking for whatever she was looking for. That must be it.[/color]

[Morgana Wyatt]

Morgana was very observant, and the time in the slytherin common room when Erys had transformed infront of her very eyes was the only time she needed to remember exactly what she looked like as a cat. A photographic memory if you will. Seeing her in cat form now was just easy for her to remember. Nodding to Erys as she said Morgana’s name, in acceptance of her greeting, she returned the gesture with a small smile back. Leaning against the stone wall, she heaved her bag off her shoulder and let it fall to the floor from the few inches she had held it. A sigh of relief left her lips before she looked back up to Erys. Parting her lips, deciding on what to say, she finally followed up the movement with words.

“Yes unfortunately, I couldn’t wriggle out of them either” she said referring to the classes. It was just one after another, and the teacher’s all seemed to be united at the moment, to Morgana’s unamusement. Watching as a younger slytherin sculked past, she looked back to Erys before answering once more.

“There was a fight in the hallway, You know me. Something had to be done” she said sarcastically while she rolled her eyes. Giving Erys a small smirk at what she just said, she shifted her position so her back was fully against the rough wall.

“So, are you looking forward to being the DA apprentice? It sounds, fun” she asked, raising an eyebrow, intruigued at how she managed such a challenge. The thought of it sounded prosperous, but Morgana wasn’t sure on what she wanted to do once school was over. Deciding to ignore what the animagus just said about it being tame this week, she knew the answer, and Morgana didn’t want to feel any worse.
Nothing at all had happened this week that was any fun, and Morgana hadn’t had the time to change that either.