Post by Ashley Lovegood on Nov 4, 2007 8:14:25 GMT -5
Ashley felt like a little lost puppy. She was cold and lost in the vast maze. Shocking, I know. Usually Ash didn't get lost very easily, but that did not seem to be the case today. The Hufflepuff had felt a bit of a brave streak when she woke up this morning. 3:20 to be exact, and had felt brave enough to enter the maze alone. Knowing her past experiences into the maze, it was very difficult for her to overcome her little fear of the maze. She still did not enjoy the atmosphere, but it would no longer drive her away from it's depths.
A sudden breeze cut through the hedges, causing goose bumps to rise on her arms. Part of the reason was that this place spooked her out, and another... she might have left her jacket in the Wandering Room after her snowball fight. She could have smacked her head, but resisted. The would look kind of stupid if someone just randomly smacked themselves. Very odd.
She made an attempt to use friction to warm herself, but rubbing her arms didn't help much. You would have thought that a pair of jeans and a long sleeved black shirt would have kept her warmer than this. Guess it was early in the morning. She probably should have added that into her calculations upon what to wear. Pushing the coldness, she focused on where she was heading.... She had not clue where she was heading. How easily someone could get lost!
She sighed as she turned a corning, going in yet another random direction. This was pointless, but at least it provided the sixth year with something to do so early in the morning.
A sudden breeze cut through the hedges, causing goose bumps to rise on her arms. Part of the reason was that this place spooked her out, and another... she might have left her jacket in the Wandering Room after her snowball fight. She could have smacked her head, but resisted. The would look kind of stupid if someone just randomly smacked themselves. Very odd.
She made an attempt to use friction to warm herself, but rubbing her arms didn't help much. You would have thought that a pair of jeans and a long sleeved black shirt would have kept her warmer than this. Guess it was early in the morning. She probably should have added that into her calculations upon what to wear. Pushing the coldness, she focused on where she was heading.... She had not clue where she was heading. How easily someone could get lost!
She sighed as she turned a corning, going in yet another random direction. This was pointless, but at least it provided the sixth year with something to do so early in the morning.