[//Breath//]

[gaara]

I see nothing in your eyes
And the more I see the less I like
Is it over yet?
In my head

The wind whistled slightly as it blew into the room. That cold room made of memories and stone. More of the latter. It was daytime, sometime in the late afternoon. Right before the sun started to sink, but after everyone had departed from the freedom of the grounds back into their prisons.

He liked this time of day. No one could bother him since they were all caught up in their own little lives.

Study.
Sleep.
Eat.
Consume.
Study.
Love.
Consume.
Consume.

That was their sick little schedule. Every day, without question, until their last breath. Letting a sigh escape his lips, he leaned backwards against the wall, letting his head fall backwards. The wind rustled through his crimson hair, making it more messy that it was usually.

I know nothing of your kind
And I won't reveal your evil mind
Is it over yet?
I can't win

Time was something that did not appear to be on his side. A few months had seemed like forever, and yet everything that had happened was a blur. Honestly, he didn't even know why he was still here. Forbid, whom he hadn't talked to in the longest time, had graduated. And there wasn't anything else left for him here.

Exhaling, he grabbed his bag and began to search through it. "Let's see... where'd I put that?" He muttered, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Ah! There you are,,," Pulling out a novel, he set his bag back next to him against the wall, pulled his legs up to his torso, and opened the book to a dog-eared page.

And then, despite the occasional whistling of the wind, there was silence.

You take the breath right out of me
You left a hole where my heart should be
You got to fight just to make it through
Cause I will be the death of you

[Tiffany Sparxx]

There was a soft tap,tap,tap as someone made there way down the hall. A right,left. Then another right. If it weren't for their strong ability of smell,at the moment they would have been lost. Bluey-green eyes scanned the long floorboards until they rested upon the first stair. The girl sighed. Finally, her exploring had gotten her somewhere.

"Wonder where this leads to..." She murmured to herself.

After ascending the long rickety flight of steps,Tiffany made her down a narrow hallway. She blinked at the open windows beside her and paused to peer out of it. Long way down... She thought. Poking her now snow-covered head back in, she glanced up. "No wonder..." She murmured. She was in one of the towers. Which one? She sighed a little. There were so many towers. She could have been in any of them. It would have been great luck if she could leave and find her way back the next day.

This particular tower was just as deserted as.... as the Park at night. There weren't too many people,and certainly not much noise ecxept for the occasional creak of a floorboard or when a strong gust of wind blew through. She shook the remaining bits of snow from her short hair,leaving it slightly damp. Frowning, Tiffany continued down the narrow passageway.

Creak.
Creak.
Creak.

That was one of the most disappointing things about Hogwarts. The floorboards never allowed anyone to sneak up on someone. They let no mischevious activity take place without someone hearing it in time to turn around and hex the person or simply run. It would certainly make things harder for Tiffany, when she wanted to have some fun or just wander around during the nighttime. It seemed as if the floorboards were ust as alive as the moving stairs.

Stopping at the door,she paused for a moment,listening.

"Ah, there you are...." Someone said.

Tiffany smirked. So maybe this tower wasn't as deserted as she thought it was, but then again, neither was the park. Instead of turning and making her way back to her dorm , she pushed open the door. She wasn't going to let one person spoil her time of exploring. She peeked in. The first thing she noticed was the many windows. Stepping back into the hallway and sheilding her eyes , Tiffany frowned. Like there wasn't enough light already.She let her eyes adjust to the stron light. Taking to the shadows, Tiffany maneuvered into a corner. As she tossed her Invader Zim bag to the floor, something caught her eye.A boy. A boy reading on the opposite side of the room,back against the wall,engaged in his little book. She watched him for a while, figuring that he hadn't seen her, and then slid down against the wall.

Another sigh. It was just another boring day at Hogwarts. Well,she would just have to make it interesting, now wouldn't she? Tiffany flipped open the strap on her Invader Zim bag, ready to draw,but when she opened it, it wasn't the book that jumped out at her first. It was Twilight. A little shocked, she watched the blakc kitten for a moment. How had he possibly gotten into her bag? More importantly, where was everything else? Sure enough, her bag was empty except for the cat. Smirking she pulled the cat onto her lap.

"Did you eat my books....?" The girl asked, peering back into her bag. Her books were gone, but she could see traces of chewed up pens and tiny peices of bitten paper.

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