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Post by labyrinth on Apr 25, 2006 18:14:51 GMT -5
When the Professor Doggerel had came in Koren was out of the chair and already on the other side of the room. Well away from the fire. She had not escaped the smoke though, so she was hacking away petitly. If hacking could be considered petit. Her face had some soot on it but she wiped it off, only making it worse. She didn't mind though. WHat the professor had said had her attention more.
A woman dies!!! DIES! Koren was shocked at that little bit of information, but it didn't show. Okay, now I really want to know what happened. She thought her daddy would be most displeased to know that. He would've came to get her if he knew.
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Post by diablo on Apr 25, 2006 18:18:23 GMT -5
Reina had merely watched the girl create the fire, though she would have preferred if she did it in one of the other commonrooms. Reina was still slumped over the only soft chair in the room with a bag of eye on her head.
"What woman dies?"
Reina was just mildly curious, but her headache was killing her. Reina was ready to fall asleep, but she was trying to do her Slytherin Prefect duties.
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Post by Sonja Wright on Apr 25, 2006 19:34:07 GMT -5
Sonja sat back down in the armchair by the fire place and grinned, still chuckling to herself. Now there was some excitement. "I wasn't torching the place," Sonja said quietly from her seat, "I was merely--" then she stopped. What had Professor Doggerel just said? A woman died? "A woman died?!" said, repeating her thoughts, "What woman?"
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Post by Charlie Jones on Apr 25, 2006 19:52:57 GMT -5
"So that's what this lockdown's for?" Charlie asked rather plainly. She sounded cold, yes, but somehow it didn't move her very much. She wanted to know exactly who the woman was before she started getting anxious. Though at the repeition of his words by Sonja, she felt a dull thud in her nerves. We're all gonna die, whispered her irrational, juvenile conscience.
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Post by dinn on Apr 25, 2006 20:19:51 GMT -5
Elliot brushed ash and soot from his hands as he rose from his knees. He'd squatted down to inspect the damange to the furniture. More or less destroyed. But luckily most of it could be swept under a rug, and the rest would make a warm fire for the House that night. Starting fires, indeed! Sonja was acting as if some voice had just shown up out of the blue and ordered her to set fire to something... But the secret was out, and Elliot was unremorseful. He couldn't help but feel defiant about going along with whatever the administration had in mind. He settled on a couch and made a fatherly guesture for the house to gather about. But his words were distinctly unpatriarchal. "Professor Thorne was murdered outside the Shreiking Shack earlier today," he told them frankly. "The town is crawling with Ministry personnell and now I hear that three students were seen fleeing the scene. You know as well as I who they're going to want to talk to first; they're already here." He glowered hard at them one by one. "Are they going to find anything?"
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Post by Charlie Jones on Apr 25, 2006 20:26:08 GMT -5
And now came the run down of alibis. When Doggerel set his eyes on Charlie, she waved her hands in defense. "Heck no. You can check the records, I wasn't even at Hogsmeade, honest!" She crossed her arms. This would be long and hard. She was already imagining the sharp glances delivered by the other houses.
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Post by daniel on Apr 26, 2006 15:39:11 GMT -5
Daniel shook his head sheepishly at the head. Why in bloody tarnations was he thinking that one of his house would do such an event? Glowing silently, he wondered if Professor Doggoral had read his mind, for he was planning to cause a bit of mayhem in Hogsmeade, perhaps not so far-fetched... or bloody.. and if he wasn't taking a nap in the boy's dorm. Leaning against the chair next to Sonja, if he remembered properly, he chewed his tongue tentivly. Boy this was aggravating, and he kind of prefered the rumours going around rather then what had actually happened.
Daniel whispered quite loudly to Sonja, "I dunno about you.. but I think this is all garbage... Let us roam around..." He mused in his mind, Food.... Then the horror struck- they were going to be locked in the Dungeons until who knew when? Goodness... He was already starving,
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Post by Sonja Wright on Apr 26, 2006 15:51:44 GMT -5
Sonja glanced sideways at Daniel and smiled. "If there's anywhere we're allowed to go that's not in here...gladly," she whispered back, standing up. As she stood, her stomach growled and she completely forgot what was going on in the school. Her hunger had taken over all her thoughts. "Damn I'm hungry. I've got some chocolate left upstairs. You want some?" she asked Daniel, with a sly grin.
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Post by diablo on Apr 26, 2006 20:22:03 GMT -5
Reina sat bolt up which made her headache worse. She cursed not bothering to hide it from her Head of House. Reina clapped a hand over her mouth and shook her legs in glee.
"That old bag is dead? Is this some cruel joke?" Reina locked eyes with her head and knew it was true. "Yes! I hated her! Yessssssss!"
Reina stood up and did a little dance while chanting the song 'Ding dong the witch is dead.' Reina then settled down and glanced at everyone in her house.
"Even if you did do it is not the issue. The issue is to not to have evidence on you. I expect everyone in this house to have an airtight alibi. If you ...know anything...speak up now?"
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Post by daniel on Apr 27, 2006 16:48:13 GMT -5
((Ooc: Never seen Reina weirder )) Chocolate. Such a delicacy in many minds. However, Daniel wrinkled his nose and said distastfully, "I'm allergic..." With this he gave a sheepish shrugg. If worst came to worst, he would have the blasted chocolate, then spend the rest of the night puking it up. Daniel watched as Reina her little jig and what-not. Strange. She had never been so... hyper and fun.
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Post by Sora Blake on Apr 27, 2006 17:32:12 GMT -5
Sora stood up, eyes clouded and features stoic, focused mainly on Reina who was dancing her little happy dance. Ignoring everyone except her, the Slytherin boy stood a few feet in front of her, arms to his side as he stared at her,
"...Why are you so happy for, Reina? Are you that uncaring that you don't care at all to what is happening?" he asked as he broke his silence from the time he entered the common room, eyes cloudy as ever.
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Post by dinn on Apr 27, 2006 19:46:42 GMT -5
"Sit down, Sonja," Elliot demanded hotly, but only a few seconds before Reina began a rather inappropriate durge for deceased dowager. He sighed deeply and glared at her.
"You're a foul creature, Diablo. I should lock you in a closet for the remainder of the year: You'll ruin us all. Were you there? Who the bloody hell was there?" Doggerel breifly regretted not performing his duties and reviewing the whereabouts of his students this weekend.
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Post by diablo on Apr 28, 2006 5:33:34 GMT -5
Reina smiled at Sora. Standing up she placed an arm around his shoulder and squeezed in an akward hug.
"Because that old bat deserved it. She was prejeduced against Sllytherins. Seriously. It's too funny to me. And nope I don't care that she died. Hell, she was near 100 anyways it was bound to happen."
Reina was going to do another dance when she heard her HoH voice. Reina groaned and turned to the man. She was seriously tired of kissing his butt. She slowly blinked and tilted her head thinking.
"Me? Foul? Yes, I probably am. I'll take that as a complimpent. Thank you. Lock me in a closet? But how would I get to class? Where would I use the bathroom? Sleep? Eat?" Reina was being overly dramatic. She shook her head in mock horror. "No! Whatever. I didn't kill the old bag. It seemed someone did it before I could. If I do ever know who does it I'll thank them and give them half my gold in Gringots."
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Post by Sora Blake on Apr 28, 2006 17:48:00 GMT -5
Sora visibly winced as Reina wrapped an arm around him. Usually, he would return the favor by poking her in the ribs but he wasn't in the mood for goofing around. Seriousness flowed through Sora's mentality, replacing his usually goofy self with a more pensieve Slytherin.
Just as Reina made another crack at the departed professor, he withdrew from her grasp, settling her with stormy jade green eyes, "...Don't touch me..." Sora hissed at her, venom laced in his voice which he usually reserved for people he especially did not like, "...I seriously hope you are kidding...This is definitely not something to joke around with. Somebody was KILLED! Do you even care at all?!" he exclaimed, still staring at Reina.
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Post by diablo on Apr 28, 2006 18:01:57 GMT -5
Reina looked shocked at Sora. She shrugged her shoulders in response to his question. Reina was trying to figure out what was up with Sora. Why was he acting so weird? And over some stupid old bag.
"Uhhhh, no! I don't care. Truly I think someone did us a favor and I do plan on thanking them. What's with you? She wasn't your grandma or somethign?"
Reina's face cracked up as though she was about to have al aughing fit.
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