November 29th, 2018. 5 PM
⠀⠀⠀Todays classes had finally come to an end for Falentra. It had yet been another boring day. Charms had been her last class of the day, and it always did lower her mood. She wasn't necessarily bad at the subject, she simply just did not enjoy it. If she was able to choose to do lessons based only around Transfigurations, it would make life that much easier.
Students rushed throughout the corridors once the clock struck five. By this point, dinner was on most the students' mind, but not Falentras. She preferred going to the Great Hall at a later time when it was less rowdy and full, just so she could eat in peace.
Once the sound of screaming children had gone, she made her move and hurried through the now empty and almost ghostly corridors. When it was past five in the evening, it had become the norm for Falentra to make her way outside and down the path that led to the forest. The winds were calmer this evening and thankfully, treated her hair with a bit more respect but although the air was calm, the sky was filled with clouds. Dark gloomy clouds that were packed with rain. It didn't stop Falentra from carrying on down the path towards 'her spot' in the entrance of the Forest. Her quiet spot was located behind a few thick tree trunks, big enough to keep her hidden away from students.
She had never had really paid much attention to her surrounds when it came to the school grounds. She had been out here, on this route, that many times that she had no need to. That was until today. Today she was admiring the darkened skies. The corner of her eye caught large building further down beside the Forest. How could she have never seen this before? It was... huge. Was she that bad and not noticing what was around her?
Her usual route now became a new one. It was defiantly out of her comfort zone, but she was a curious kid and a stubborn one too, even to herself when it came to wanting something. Her conscience; the 'angel', was on one shoulder and her mind; the 'devil', was on the other.
The high walls apparently went on forever, even in height. Did it need to be so long and high? She questioned herself. It was like a miniature castle in ways. The stone walls were clean and fresh looking; no moss had grown on them, so maybe it was a new layout. That may have been the reason for her not taking note on the place sooner. She was definitely intrigued, but indeed wary of what could hide behind such walls as these.
Taking a few small steps closer towards the building lead her to notice a sign up on the wall. It read: 'Use front door', followed by another sign to which she decided not to read thoroughly, and in her mistake lead her to not knowing that this had belonged to Professor Griffith. She was far too busy on wanting to know where the nearest door were. ''Front door? And where the 'ell is that then?'' She asked herself in both confusion and frustration.
In the end, the Second Year has no other choice than to follow the high walls. She strolled around and came across a large set of door, too large of any human. Did a giant live here or something?
She had no idea and didn't really want to find out at this point. She wasn't stupid, especially not when hearing unexplainable noises coming from behind the locked doors. In reaction, her pace increased, and soon enough she came to a corner that led her to a smaller door, one that looked more fit for a human. It put her at ease in a way.
Her eyes flickered down to yet another sign, scoffing to herself and rolling her eyes. 'If you have no business here, I don't want you here.'
Whoever lived here clearly didn't wish to be disturbed, and she understood that. She was very much the same in that sense. Maybe she was to put some signs around her area in the forest.
'' ...'ey?! Is anyone in?'' She shouted out loud. The walls were thick so she needed to speak up. Her Manchester accent was quite strong anyway so it helped make her voice come across louder than it actually was but many students seemed to struggle to understand her slang and overall accent.
Whilst waiting for a response, she shook her hair back into place, a few black hairs still spiralling out of control and covering her seemingly large dark brown hues which starred continuously up to the wooden door, waiting eagerly to see if anyone actually was on the other side of the door.
Last edited by Falentra Black on 2nd December 2018, 12:50 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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