Just Wandering [Open]

[mikashintomi]

The current time was 8:30 p.m. So, there was still plenty of time to wander around the halls. A lone Slytherin girl was walking along the corridors. She wanted to try and get to know any secret passage ways that may be hidden in the corridors. So far, she had only found one. Her green eyes occasionally gazed in another direction. However, she still continued to walk in a straight line down the corridors. Mika had grown bored walking, but she didn't want to give up in her wanderings. She knew sooner or later she'd find another hidden passage.

The sixteen year old girl was wearing a light green sweater and light blue jeans. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail. Passing by a few students gossiping, she glared at them with disgust in her eyes. Oh how she hated gossip! What was the point of spreading it when most of the things weren't even true. She turned her gaze away as she approached a corner. Turning around the corner she could hear someone else coming but paid no mind to it.

Of course, maybe she should have been paying attention because the next thing she knew she had collided with someone. The collision caused her to fall down, and she landed hard on the ground.

[Queety White]

Students still had a bit of time before they had to be out of the hallways and into their dorms, but Queety walked through the halls just to make sure people knew that. She wanted to warn people so they did not get in trouble. Isn't she such a good person? XD She made her way down one hallway and walked in on two students making out. Rolling her eyes, she left before they even noticed. They could figure out that they had be off the cooridors soon their own way. There was no way she was going to interrupt them.

She sighed, glancing out the window. Had it been summer, the last few rays of sunlight would be coming through the windows. But it was winter and it was pitch black outside. Queety felt that this was probably the worst part of winter. She sighed and continued looking out the window as she walked forward. Bad idea. The next thing she knew, she was on the floor, her glasses flung off her face and she dropped the book she was holding.

She reached over for her glasses and held them up. One of the lenses were broken. Queety sighed and reached for her wand. "Reparo" she said as she tapped the glasses with her wand. Then she put them back on her face. "Honestly, I think I should have left them broken. It would give me an excuse not to wear them," she laughed. Then she began to stand up. She brushed herself off and held out her hand for the student that she knocked over. "I'm so, sorry about that. Are you okay?"

[mikashintomi]

Mika looked up and noticed someones hand offering to help her up to her feet. Following the hand up a bit further, she soon realized she had bumped into someone who looked to be a professor. 'Great just great Mika. You really need to start paying more attention.' she mused as she grabbed the lady's hand. She had heard what the professor had said earlier about her glasses, but never really paid any mind to it.

After standing back up, Mika brushed off her shoulders a little bit. This was mainly out of habit. "Yeah, I'm okay." she said softly. "Oh, and sorry if I bumped into you. I guess I wasn't really paying attention." She was trying to be as polite as possible. In fact adults were probably the only people Mika wouldn't act cold towards at any time. Her parents had always told her to respect anyone older than her.

[Queety White]

"Hey, no worries," Queety said with a smirk. "I wasn't paying attention either. It was most likely my fault. I'm a huge clutz." She shook her head and bent over to grab her book which was still on the ground. It was actually the first draft of her story that she had been writing ever since she had graduated. She was planning to look through it and begin editing it while she was on duty in the cooridors.

Honestly, Queety hated being on duty. She had to be up all night and watch out for troublemakers who tried to sneak out of bed after curfew. That did not happen too often so most nights, Queety was left leaning against a wall trying her hardest not to fall asleep. Most of the time she ended up doing so. =X So, this time, she was going to keep herself busy the entire night. Her story that she had written was a pretty long one and going through some hardcore editting was bound to keep her busy.

"I don't believe I've ever seen you in class," Queety said. "So, I'm guessing your a first year. I'm Queety, History of Magic professor." She held out her and for the girl to shake. What was weird is that the student did not look too much younger than Queety, perhaps only a year, maybe two years younger. But then again, some people are late bloomers. Queety was nearly fifteen when she first got her letter to Hogwarts.

[mikashintomi]

A small smile spread to Mika's face as she heard the professor's reply. It was a relief to think that it may not have been her fault. "I won't worry about it then." she said in reply. "After all there's not really much point in worrying about such a small accident anyways, I guess."

She watched as the woman bent down to pick up something that looked like a book. Thinking that it was probably just something for the professor to be doing as she guarded the halls, Mika decided not to bother asking about it.

Taking a better look at the woman in front of her, it became obvious that she wasn't much older than herself. Could this person really be a professor at such a young age. Then the woman spoke again, and that had been enough to answer the questions that had filled her head just seconds ago.

"Yeah, I'm a first year." she stated calmly. "I'm Mika Shintomi. It's nice to meet you Queety. Or should I call you professor?" Glancing down for a quick second, Mika realized that Queety was holding out her hand. Assuming it was there for her to shake, she decided she might as well shake it.

[Queety White]

"You can call me Queety or Professor," Queety shrugged. "Whichever you'd like. Most of my students call me Queety only because they knew me as a student. The fifth years were first years like yourself when I was a seventh year here so it's just weird and different for them to call me Professor. In fact, I teach one of my good friends right now." Queety had only been a student at the same time as Avery for two terms. Most of their time together was spent on the Quidditch team. It was weird to see her as a sixth year now, when Queety could easily remember her as a little first year so long ago.

"So, Mika, how long have you been here?" she asked, hoping Mika was not planning to go somewhere any time soon. She still had a half hour before she had to be back up in her dorm room so there should be no problem. And besides, it gave Queety somethign to do with herself so she did not go insane from nighttime duty. "You like the school so far?"

[mikashintomi]

Mika listened as Queety spoke. It seemed nice to know that there was a professor who didn't mind being called by their name or something else besides professor. Queety seemed like a cool professor, and she looked forward to being in future HOM classes in a few years.

"I've been here for little over a week now." she said shrugging slightly. A week wasn't really long enough to see most of the school and decide how much you really like it. Glancing around the halls at random locations she thought of how to respond to the second question. She couldn't just say she loved it at the school yet. "Well, so far it's pretty cool here so far."

[Queety White]

Queety nodded and smiled. She always found it interesting to see what it was like for a new student nowadays. Nearly three years ago when she was a first year, the school was not only much smaller, but much different. There was only one teacher that was still at the school this day.

"That's good to know," Queety nodded. "I'm glad you like it." She walked over to one of the walls and leaned against it. "You wouldn't understand how boring it is to be on hallway duty. I'm actually glad I ran into you, Mika. You don't mind chatting a little do you? Or do you have some place to go?"

[mikashintomi]

She watched as Queety leaned herself against a wall. There wasn't really much to do as it got later and later. Her green eyes turned to stare out of a nearby window. Thinking quietly to herself about various things, she was jerked out of her thoughts after hearing Queety speak again.

So, the professor was on hallway duty. It sure sounded boring, of course she didn't really have any idea how boring exactly. "I don't mind." Mika replied softly. "There's not really anything to do anyways. Besides to head back to the common room and get ready for bed." She didn't really want to head back to the slytherin common room yet. It was still fairly early at night, and the dark haired girl had never been a fan of going to bed early. She was more of a night person.

[Queety White]

Queety glanced at her watch. "Okay, but I'll make sure to let you go so you have enough time to get back. And if you do get in trouble, you can just have detention with me," Queety winked. "And I'll make sure you turn out all right." She sighed and smiled. "So, tell me, Mika- I'm pronouncing that right, right?- what house are you in?"

It was interesting to see how different people from different houses thought both differently and the same. Plus she was really interested about what it was like to be a new student at this time, after the school has been established and the population at healthy numbers. When Queety had first joined, most people did not want their children to come to the school that had just been rebuilt and was not run by a fairly young woman. But Queety did not think Hermione acted young in anyway. For being only 27 years old, Hermione was quite mature.

[mikashintomi]

Mika glanced out the window to see how late it was getting. She figured she still had plenty of time before she'd be sent back to the common room. "OK, about how long do I have exactly." she said with a small smirk. Hearing Queety asking if she had pronounced her name correctly a soft sigh came out of her lips. She never really cared how people pronounced her name, as long as it didn't sound way too off.

"You're pronouncing it right." she said calmly. "I'm in Slytherin." Mika was proud to be a part of her house, although most people probably wouldn't see it right away. Her feet her feeling slightly tired from standing so long, so she moved toward a wall and sat her self against it.

[Queety White]

Queety shrugged. "9:30, Ten o'clock?" she said. "Somewhere around then. So you got [she glanced at her watch] about forty-five minutes or so. Plenty of time." She smiled. "But you don't have to stay here the whole forty-five minutes. I don't want you to feel like I'm punishing you or something. If you want to get going, it won't hurt my feelings." It was hard to really hurt Queety's feelings. Either she would be totally oblivious to what was going on, or her heart would be too light and happy to worry much about it.

"Ah, a Slytherin," Queety smirked. "I never knew too many Slythie's when I was a student. My best friend was from that house though. She just graduated last term, finally." She rolled her eyes. "She and I started here at the same time but she kept disappearing for such long periods of time that she was held back quite a few times," she said, for clarification.