Post by Fiona O'Reilly S5 on Oct 27, 2005 4:14:14 GMT
((This is for anyone, but let me warn you ahead of time. Fiona is touchy and a pureblood. She believes they are the only true witches and wizards. It would be better if you were a pureblood if you want a decent conversation with her, but if you want to still post with her she'll try to be nice unless you openly admit you are a half-blood or a muggle born.))
Fiona walked into the Great Hall for dinner and stopped abruptly. The smell that met her nostrils nearly made her gag. She hadn't been that hungry to being with, but the smell of food just made her stomach turn. Besides the loud noise of the hall was already getting to her. The laughing and talking was loud and high pitched. She turned and began to walk down the corridor to the stairs. She would roam around the corridors for awhile. Starting up the stairs she began to release some tension as the noise from the Great Hall dispersed. She reached the a floor landing and began a slow walk throughout the corridors. She looked at the portraits that lined the walls and sighed to herself as they watched her pass. "You know they are serving in the Great Hall," an older woman from a portrait asked. "Yes, but they haven't fixed the company yet," Fiona retorted with a glare at the old woman. The woman glared and opened her mouth wide to retort. Fiona rolled her eyes as she kept walking. The old woman followed after her for a while shouting insults, but soon lost interest since Fiona didn't take offense by them.
"Mudbloods..." Fiona muttered to herself as she continued down the corridor. She ignored her surroundings as she made her way toward a secret room she had found her first year. It was called the 'room of requirement' and she had gone there several times to just have a place to relax and be by herself. It had also been the room where Rosaliz and her had come after they sneaked out of the hospital room after the attacks in Diagon Alley. Fiona came to the place where the door should be. She walked by the wall three times thinking about a place where she could just relax. Turning the last time she found the door knob and opened the door. Cozy chairs and books laid around the room. She entered and grabbed a cup of tea off a table in the room and took a sip. "It's a bit hot!" she exclaimed to the room. She shook her head in disappointment as she took out her wand and cooled the tea.
Fiona sat down in a comfy black leather chair. She put her feet up as she took a sip of the tea. She smiled to herself as she felt her body relax and the tension leave her. She didn't know how long she sat like this, but it was awhile before she moved. Setting her empty cup of tea down she stood up and grabbed a book from one of the shelves of books. 'The Dark Arts and How to Use Them' the book was titled. Fiona smiled. The room sure knew how to make her relax. She opened the book and began to read through it, turning the pages, and looking at the grotesque pictures that covered the pages.
Fiona walked into the Great Hall for dinner and stopped abruptly. The smell that met her nostrils nearly made her gag. She hadn't been that hungry to being with, but the smell of food just made her stomach turn. Besides the loud noise of the hall was already getting to her. The laughing and talking was loud and high pitched. She turned and began to walk down the corridor to the stairs. She would roam around the corridors for awhile. Starting up the stairs she began to release some tension as the noise from the Great Hall dispersed. She reached the a floor landing and began a slow walk throughout the corridors. She looked at the portraits that lined the walls and sighed to herself as they watched her pass. "You know they are serving in the Great Hall," an older woman from a portrait asked. "Yes, but they haven't fixed the company yet," Fiona retorted with a glare at the old woman. The woman glared and opened her mouth wide to retort. Fiona rolled her eyes as she kept walking. The old woman followed after her for a while shouting insults, but soon lost interest since Fiona didn't take offense by them.
"Mudbloods..." Fiona muttered to herself as she continued down the corridor. She ignored her surroundings as she made her way toward a secret room she had found her first year. It was called the 'room of requirement' and she had gone there several times to just have a place to relax and be by herself. It had also been the room where Rosaliz and her had come after they sneaked out of the hospital room after the attacks in Diagon Alley. Fiona came to the place where the door should be. She walked by the wall three times thinking about a place where she could just relax. Turning the last time she found the door knob and opened the door. Cozy chairs and books laid around the room. She entered and grabbed a cup of tea off a table in the room and took a sip. "It's a bit hot!" she exclaimed to the room. She shook her head in disappointment as she took out her wand and cooled the tea.
Fiona sat down in a comfy black leather chair. She put her feet up as she took a sip of the tea. She smiled to herself as she felt her body relax and the tension leave her. She didn't know how long she sat like this, but it was awhile before she moved. Setting her empty cup of tea down she stood up and grabbed a book from one of the shelves of books. 'The Dark Arts and How to Use Them' the book was titled. Fiona smiled. The room sure knew how to make her relax. She opened the book and began to read through it, turning the pages, and looking at the grotesque pictures that covered the pages.