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Post by Noah Yves on Dec 2, 2009 15:50:51 GMT
This wing of the fifth floor corridor was always empty. Convenient and unwelcoming, it dustily minded its own business with no real purpose for existing. Not until Noah found one, anyway.
With a package under his arms, a rattling from inside of it, he stepped off the staircase and grinned. N.E.W.Ts? No problem. Setting the box down, he opened the lid carefully and peered inside at the angry Quidditch action figures he'd stolen from a group of second years. "Calm down," he murmured, picking up Wyndle Hickory, the most famous Tornadoes keeper and setting him down on the stone floor.
Thirteen others from the Tornadoes were placed next to him, and between them all was a Charms essay. Smiling brilliantly, Noah sat down against the nearest wall and watched the small players grumpily heave a relatively huge quill onto the page. "I need it done by noon," he ordered carelessly, watching them with amusement.
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Post by Echo Keir on Dec 2, 2009 18:11:25 GMT
This wing of the fifth floor corridor was always empty. There were never any classes down this way, no one did patrol down here, not even the house elves came here to clean, so it was quite dingy and not appealing enough for most students to explore.
Echo wasn't most students, though. She climbed up a back entrance she'd found one day while tormenting the old paintings of Professors and notable students from Hogwarts's history in the portrait hall. The picture of Fred and George Weasley had told her that because of her admirable disruptive qualities, they'd give her a new passage to use for pranking. Their frame had swung open and revealed a staircase the led right up here, and emerged from a decorative archway in the lone empty corridor.
There was a thin trail through the dirt in the rugs where Echo paced and danced around the corridor when she had free time and didn't want to be bother by the boys, and for those who paid close enough attention, there was one brick on the north wall that wasn't quite as soiled as the rest of the hall. This was where Echo immediately went. She pulled her wand out and tapped the brick three times. The brick pushed into the wall, and the surrounding bricks folded themselves into each other revealing a very small cabinet. From this Echo pulled a butterbeer and a stash of enchanted gum that made you speak in a foreign language for an hour after chewing it. She was going to graciously give it to some first year Slytherins as a welcome present to Hogwarts.
"An afternoon to be well spent!" she said allowed, thinking about how much fun it would be hearing the ickle baby serpents trying to cast spells in Russian and Taiwanese. That's when she noticed that someone else was sitting in the hall as well.
"Yves! Must you follow me everywhere?"
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Post by Noah Yves on Dec 2, 2009 20:28:58 GMT
Noah clamped a hand over one of his wayward slaves, shaking his head. The oncoming footsteps, as lithe and fluid as they were, set his labour group into a frantic sprawl around the corridor. It seemed they were really set on being saved.
Upon seeing the familiar Gryffindor, however, Noah let go of his collected toys and grinned at once. "Of course," he replied forlornly, taking a step toward Echo's cabinet and raising a brow as he peered inside. "You know I can't be separated from you for long." Grinning, he reached for a box with a series of blue patterns on it. A pack of cards.
Letting them slink out of the box, Noah held up the first card to her, amused. It was facing away from him without the slightest clue of what particular suit it could be. "Where do you think I get my stock from?" After kicking the cabinet shut with a snap, he added, "Six of spades."
Flipping it over to see, he gave a crooked smile. The six of spades was looking up at them in aggravation.
Absorbed in his favourite hobby - annoying decks of cards - Noah didn't notice that he and Echo were surrounded by fourteen miniature Quidditch players... and fourteen menacing expressions.
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Post by Echo Keir on Dec 5, 2009 19:48:55 GMT
She grimaced as he searched through her secret hiding hole, helping himself to whatever he pleased. Though in some ways it was only fair since she went through his footlocker on a weekly basis for any spare knuts he might have forgotten about, and to intercept the owls from his mother that had the liquer filled chocolate bonbons. They were the best! Once a month or so she'd write Miss Yves a thank you note in her son's handwriting so that the candies would keep coming, and as far as she knew, neither mother nor son knew what was going on, or if Noah did, he didn't let on. He was good at playing dumb though...
Deciding it wasn't such a loss for Noah to have the cards, Echo conceded them to him with a resigned, "Just don't let Narcissus get a hold of the queen of hearts again, okay? I had to separate her from the deck and keep her out here alone for weeks to keep from having to hear her sleep-moaning about him." She shuddered disgustedly. "Hey, did you finish that Charms essay from last week? I swear, it took me forever to come up with two scrolls over the difference between an invisibility spell and a vanishing spell."
The little players surrounding them began to mutter angrily about all that work, and it wasn't as if they knew anymore about Charms than their gigantus overlord! With a nod from the Captain all fourteen Quidditch clad players mounted their brooms in unison, grim expressions on their faces. Quietly the Keepers and Seekers flew over and began tying Noah's shoelaces together, the six chasers began tossing their two quaffles back and forth menacingly when two sharp -CRACK-s broke the silence, followed by a quiet -thunk- as a bludger made contact with the side of Echo's head. "Oww! That stung!" she said, clearly irritated at whatever creature had just bit her... then she saw the four tiny beaters hovering in mid air around the two Gryffindor's heads in a wide circle, shortly joined by the chasers. Echo gawked at Noah, "What did you do to piss of the tiny people, huh?" another -CRACK- and another -thunk- asa second bludger hit Echo's shoulder and flew off. "What, how do you expect me to be politically correct in this situation?"
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Post by Liz Granger on Dec 6, 2009 2:24:50 GMT
Liz had been wandering around again but this time she was not looking to get things off of her mind but looking for something to get on her mind. She was bored out of her mind. All of the second years homework had been done and checked by her and she was sure that she was going to receive full marks as usual so she decided to explore the castle to try and find something fun or mischievious to do. She hadn't had some fun for a while now. It was during this exploring that she stumbled upon the fifth floor corridor that she hadn't ever seen anyone ever going in or out of. In fact it didn't even look like the house elves came down here. The corridor was all dingy and covered in a layer of dirt. "Perfect," Liz said to herself, "This looks just like a place where someone could find some fun to do." It was only then that she noticed the two figures at the end of the hall. Deciding that it couldn't hurt anything she decided to approach the two figures that she now recognized as Gryffindors.
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Post by Noah Yves on Dec 8, 2009 9:15:14 GMT
Noah tried his hardest to keep a straight face as one of the worst beaters on the team lost control of his broom. He soared in frantic spirals around Echo's head, earning more than a few face-palms from his teammates as they watched on, unable to look away. Finally, with one last screech, the miniature player ran right into the unkempt locks of Echo's dark hair, getting lost in the shadows. Noah's expression immediately broke out into laughter, and he gazed at his friend amiably.
"Echo, you know I love you," he murmured, reaching a hand to push past her fringe and retrieve the dazed quidditch player. "But this is why you really should put the hairbrush Narcissus got you to good use." Noah smirked, though it wavered as the captive beater smacked his bat hard against the Gryffindor's knuckles. "Ow!"
The pain startled Noah into a slight stumble, and with his shoelaces tied as they were, he toppled over and landed unceremoniously on the stone floor. Right in front of Liz, he realised rather belatedly.
"Miss. Granger." He greeted, a mischievous grin on his face. "Mind letting your fellow second-year, Ferris, know he can have his Quidditch players back?" The Quidditch players seemed to liked Liz, tipping their brooms at her in a rather gentlemanly way.
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Post by Echo Keir on Dec 8, 2009 10:49:07 GMT
An even more disgusted grimace climbed onto Echo's features, "Narcissus, that sod... 'Echo, here's a brush, learn how to use it. Echo, here's some perfume, try some on sometime. Echo, here's a dress. Would you like me to show you how it works?' Like I'm his personal dress up doll and he's my wand snapping granny or something. It's a wonder he isn't gay..." at that exact moment she was very glad Narcissus wasn't anywhere near them, otherwise not only would he have started tossing his hair and talking with a lisp but he would have gone into gruesome detail about his imaginary boyfriend 'Stephano'. She knew from experience... it was never a good idea to get Narcissus talking about his love life, real or pretend.
Echo snickered and knelt down, "How about I start using a brush when you learn to tie your shoes, eh?" She tapped her wand on his shoes and said "Bunny ears, twist and pull through, now you know how to tie your shoe." The laces began flying about, pulling away from each other, then twisting themselves back into orderly bows. "And Muggles think it's just a rhyme," she tutted, then looked up as the notorious second year Ravenclaw joined them. A few of the tiny Quidditch men flew up to perch on her shoulders--anything to get away from Noah's demands and Echo's hair trap. "Why, if it isn't Liz the Whiz! Heard we haven't had a genius like you since that Ollivander chick graduated."
She stood and helped Noah to his feet. She started to try and shake the dust off her robes, but this hallway was so filthy it wasn't really worth it. "Oh, I'll just make Narky wash it for me later. He'll be thrilled I'm even bothering to clean my clothes," she said, wiping her grimy hands on her robes, leaving a pair of pale, dusty hand prints on the legs of her slacks. "Ugh, this is almost too gross for even me... almost." With her forefinger she drew a tic-tac-toe board in the dust on the wall, then rubbed her finger and thumb together and watched as a thin stream of dirt floated into the air from them. "Drachen would have an absolute conniption!" she said, almost gleefully. "We've got to get him down here sometime... say there's some desperate house-witch what needs some..." she then remembered that Elizabeth was there. "Needs some... tutoring in..." Echo snickered "Transfigurations."
Finally deciding to sober up and change the subject she said, "So, Granger, isn't it? What brings you this way? Not some sort of study group meeting down here is there? Merlin, I might have to find a new place to stash my supplies..." which reminded her, "Want some gum?" she held out the shimmery orange package of gum with one hand, and with the other grabbed her butter beer bottle and cracked it open against the wall. "Mmm, if anyone ever cleans this hall up they'll hate me for that," she said, watching the top foam of her beverage mix with the dirt and make a horrible, thick, sticky substance that dripped sloppily down the wall. "Who am I kidding, no one's going to clean up this hall," and she took a swig from the bottle.
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Post by Liz Granger on Dec 8, 2009 19:05:41 GMT
Liz watched as the tiny players proceeded to annoy the two Gryffindors with their lack of motivation and poor coordination. She remembered Ferris getting them as a birthday gift months ago. She tried not to laugh too hard as the Gryffindor boy fell and landed at her feet. "Well I could give them back to Ferris, or as he is particularly annoying with them, I could redo the charm and fix them." Liz replied and seeing the parchment and quill lying forgotten on the stone floor with barely a sentence written on it. "If I fixed them you could get your homework done. And normally I wouldn't advise cheating like that but I'm bored and some Charm work sounds like some fun." Without waiting for the boy to reply she raised her wand toward the group of tiny Quidditch players. As it swished in an intricate pattern she said "pernix nicis ausculto are." The spell took effect almost instantly as the beater managed to find his way out of the girl's hair and spun into a spectacular dive before landing lightly on the floor next to the rest of the team. A pleased grin crossed Liz's face as the players all looked to Liz for instructions on what to do next.
With that finished Liz finally addressed the Gryffindor girl who had called her "Liz the Whiz." "Yes, I have been told that I am the brightest since the Ollivander girl but I have many qualities that she was severely lacking from what I have heard." Liz replied to the rather unkempt girl. Liz chose to ignore the comment about the other boy who she assumed was the Slytherin that she saw them hanging around with often because it did not really make sense to her. "Yes, it is Granger," Liz replied "And no there is not a study group meeting here I was just bored and although I do enjoy reading books I have some other hobbies that people do not always attribute me with." As the girl offered Liz some gum and Liz gratefully took it but upon recognizing the orange wrapper she quickly waved her wand at the gum and said "abrogo are medicatus" before placing it in her mouth and chewing.
Liz laughed as the butterbeer foamed against the wall leaving a section of the wall coated in sludge. "No I don't think that anyone will ever come and clean this hall. I don't know if anyone ever has it seems to be the forgotten hallway," Liz said to the girl as she sat down upon the dirt coated floor.
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