Post by Fiona O'Reilly S5 on Oct 29, 2005 8:48:16 GMT
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Fiona sat looking around her common room. Things were boring and no one seemed to be too excited about the weekend. Fiona, herself, had tons of homework to work on as well as finish a letter to her uncle. She sighed as she stood from the black leather chair. She was tired of sitting around the common room listening to the same boring conversations she seemed to always be listening to. Standing she smoothed her dark blue jeans and her black long sleeved shirt. She pulled off a piece of her hair that had gotten stuck to the shoulder of her shirt. She quickly fluffed her long red hair before she began a walk toward the door of her common room. She wasn't going to just sit around all day, she would walk around the castle for a few hours before returning to her chair.
The noises from the common room slowly faded as Fiona walked up the stone steps of the dungeon. She was interested in hanging around there. She would go up around the class rooms. There was always something new and exciting to find up in those corridors. Stepping out of the dark dungeon she squinted her eyes in response to the light that was pouring in from the windows near the Great Hall. She glared at the light as she turned her back on it and continued up the next flight of stairs. However it was too long before she was turning another corner and collided with someone who seemed to have been in a hurry. Fiona flew across the floor and hit the wall. She immediately sprung up and pulled out her wand. The girl seemed to be frightened and Fiona knew why. She had seen the girl before. She had met her when they were children. Both of their fathers had worked for the ministry. Fiona smiled wickedly at the memory of what happened.
Looking the older girl over Fiona laughed. "You seem to be frightened of a 4th year. Why could that be? Have you remembered something from your past? Is the 4th year really scary?" Fiona asked in a mock baby voice. She knew that this girl would get angry from this accusation, but Fiona couldn't help but play with the girls mind. She needed to be taught a lesson about running into people, especially Fiona. She looked at the girl with anger and malice. She would teach her a lesson even if she couldn't do magic on her. Fiona raised an eyebrow at the girl as she waited for the girl to respond harshly and rashly, maybe she would attack Fiona first and then Fiona can blame everything on her. Fiona waited with anticipation.
Fiona sat looking around her common room. Things were boring and no one seemed to be too excited about the weekend. Fiona, herself, had tons of homework to work on as well as finish a letter to her uncle. She sighed as she stood from the black leather chair. She was tired of sitting around the common room listening to the same boring conversations she seemed to always be listening to. Standing she smoothed her dark blue jeans and her black long sleeved shirt. She pulled off a piece of her hair that had gotten stuck to the shoulder of her shirt. She quickly fluffed her long red hair before she began a walk toward the door of her common room. She wasn't going to just sit around all day, she would walk around the castle for a few hours before returning to her chair.
The noises from the common room slowly faded as Fiona walked up the stone steps of the dungeon. She was interested in hanging around there. She would go up around the class rooms. There was always something new and exciting to find up in those corridors. Stepping out of the dark dungeon she squinted her eyes in response to the light that was pouring in from the windows near the Great Hall. She glared at the light as she turned her back on it and continued up the next flight of stairs. However it was too long before she was turning another corner and collided with someone who seemed to have been in a hurry. Fiona flew across the floor and hit the wall. She immediately sprung up and pulled out her wand. The girl seemed to be frightened and Fiona knew why. She had seen the girl before. She had met her when they were children. Both of their fathers had worked for the ministry. Fiona smiled wickedly at the memory of what happened.
Looking the older girl over Fiona laughed. "You seem to be frightened of a 4th year. Why could that be? Have you remembered something from your past? Is the 4th year really scary?" Fiona asked in a mock baby voice. She knew that this girl would get angry from this accusation, but Fiona couldn't help but play with the girls mind. She needed to be taught a lesson about running into people, especially Fiona. She looked at the girl with anger and malice. She would teach her a lesson even if she couldn't do magic on her. Fiona raised an eyebrow at the girl as she waited for the girl to respond harshly and rashly, maybe she would attack Fiona first and then Fiona can blame everything on her. Fiona waited with anticipation.