Post by Ashley Lovegood on Oct 15, 2007 14:56:25 GMT -5
"Grellantis"
With that, the fifth year stepped up to the statue of Marvous the Magnificent and used the port-key to travel to the ROR on the seventh floor. It probably would have been much easier to just enter The Room of Requirements by the usual magical door with two statues standing guard, but her location at the time was closer to the less known passage.
With a sigh, she lifted her eyelids to reveal shining blue eyes. She had just returned from her trip back home and her mind was no more relieved than it had been when she left. If nothing else it was even more maze-like than before. The Hufflpuff had needed a place to think, or maybe not to think at all. Something to take her mind away from her troubles is more what she needed. Who knew what she needed anymore? Apparently, the ROR knew. She looked around the previous bland, round, stone room to find it plied with many cushions and a few rather large chairs scattered about the room. A large fire crackled at the far end of the room, providing light to the dim room.
As she eyes swept the room, she noticed a guitar at the end of the large room. Well, that would defiantly block out unwanted thoughts, but did she really feel like practicing? No, not really really. With another sigh, she walked over to a pile of large bean bags and plopped down upon them. She was out of it. She moved her arm so that it rested over her tired eyes. So much for wandering around to clear her head. It was evening by now and most people would be up in their dorms doing some last minute studying, but thats about the last thing she wished to do tonight. Her meeting with her brother had been a awkward one, neither of them speaking much and when they did, unkind words exited there mouths.... ok, it was more like only Ashley doing such things, but she could not help it.
She pushed off the cushions and made her way over to the couch. She found a blanket thrown across the back of the couch. She picked it up and wrapped it around her shoulders. Even with the fire burning, she was chilly in her t-shirt and her Adidas pants. She had not felt like dressing up, but also had lacked the strength to remove her makeup. So she looked somewhat nice in a very casual way. She sank into the chair and pulled her feet up onto it. She rested her head against it's back, sinking low into it's comfort and allowing her mind to wonder where it pleased.
((Sucky beginning sowwy))
With that, the fifth year stepped up to the statue of Marvous the Magnificent and used the port-key to travel to the ROR on the seventh floor. It probably would have been much easier to just enter The Room of Requirements by the usual magical door with two statues standing guard, but her location at the time was closer to the less known passage.
With a sigh, she lifted her eyelids to reveal shining blue eyes. She had just returned from her trip back home and her mind was no more relieved than it had been when she left. If nothing else it was even more maze-like than before. The Hufflpuff had needed a place to think, or maybe not to think at all. Something to take her mind away from her troubles is more what she needed. Who knew what she needed anymore? Apparently, the ROR knew. She looked around the previous bland, round, stone room to find it plied with many cushions and a few rather large chairs scattered about the room. A large fire crackled at the far end of the room, providing light to the dim room.
As she eyes swept the room, she noticed a guitar at the end of the large room. Well, that would defiantly block out unwanted thoughts, but did she really feel like practicing? No, not really really. With another sigh, she walked over to a pile of large bean bags and plopped down upon them. She was out of it. She moved her arm so that it rested over her tired eyes. So much for wandering around to clear her head. It was evening by now and most people would be up in their dorms doing some last minute studying, but thats about the last thing she wished to do tonight. Her meeting with her brother had been a awkward one, neither of them speaking much and when they did, unkind words exited there mouths.... ok, it was more like only Ashley doing such things, but she could not help it.
She pushed off the cushions and made her way over to the couch. She found a blanket thrown across the back of the couch. She picked it up and wrapped it around her shoulders. Even with the fire burning, she was chilly in her t-shirt and her Adidas pants. She had not felt like dressing up, but also had lacked the strength to remove her makeup. So she looked somewhat nice in a very casual way. She sank into the chair and pulled her feet up onto it. She rested her head against it's back, sinking low into it's comfort and allowing her mind to wonder where it pleased.
((Sucky beginning sowwy))