Post by Lisa Lycott on Dec 17, 2006 23:57:47 GMT
Lisa chewed her lip thoughtfully as she scanned a portrait of a few wizards playing chess. She had never attempted to chat with one of them before, but as it was late at night and as she was stuck in the most dull part of the castle for prefect duties, she was feeling rather bored.
"You've been on the fourth floor corridor quite some time, haven't you?" She said suddenly, watching two pairs of eyes land on her curiously.
"Centuries!" One of them exclaimed, nodding solemnly.
Lisa felt a small smile stretch over her lips. "You wouldn't happen to know if there's anything interesting on this floor, something other than those repetitive stone walls?"
An aging wizard looked at his partner for a brief moment, before grinning impishly. Before Lisa could say another word, the portrait swung open and she found herself staring into a dark tunnel that looked none-too-welcoming.
Just as she was contemplating whether to take a look inside, the sound of sharp footsteps reached her ears.
"You've been on the fourth floor corridor quite some time, haven't you?" She said suddenly, watching two pairs of eyes land on her curiously.
"Centuries!" One of them exclaimed, nodding solemnly.
Lisa felt a small smile stretch over her lips. "You wouldn't happen to know if there's anything interesting on this floor, something other than those repetitive stone walls?"
An aging wizard looked at his partner for a brief moment, before grinning impishly. Before Lisa could say another word, the portrait swung open and she found herself staring into a dark tunnel that looked none-too-welcoming.
Just as she was contemplating whether to take a look inside, the sound of sharp footsteps reached her ears.
