This was it. The night before classes begun. Cerri and a handful of other Ravenclaws had a mission...a purpose. Together the Ravies would prove thet they were so much more than just a bunch of bookworms. Quietly the grouping had made their way out of the Ravenclaw tower and left the shielded protection of the blue and bronze. They were out, sneaking through the corridors, wands at the ready.
Each time theiy heard footsteps, every single one of them would silence their mouths after darkening their wands. They would also, disappear into the hallways. There were many that were willing to risk this sojourn through the darkness, but the ones who had stepped through the threshold were cunning enough not to dally lingeringly.
With slow steps and well placed footfalls, the small grouping found their way through the Hallways. Their intent was just a final level down, though they hadn't reached it yet. Cerri was a clever one, playing the game of chess with all the right pieces.
She had worked out the best way to get into the Hospital without scrutiny. What better way to get left alone in the Hospital Wing than to make yourself sick...on purpose. She knew the candies would make her sick and she pushed it forward. Who would want to be around a sick girl in the Infirmary spitting up slugs? It was a perfect plan. It enabled her to retrieve the sleeping draft.
The sleeping drought when adequately cut with volumes of water, doesn't just make one immediately fall asleep, but instead makes them just tired. What was wrong with everyone in the school getting a good night's sleep before classes began the next morning? The Ravenclaws were just doing the school faction a favor. Oh but those privy to the knowledge knew not to drink the water. Cerri herself had a glass of juice with her dinner.
Once again footsteps came closer. She could hear them, echoing through the hallway in a slow paced step. And the grouping had become so practiced with their noxing that when one went out, all of them quickly followed suit. one right after another. The hallway they were in decended into darkness, like a field of dying fireflies.
Midnight Wanderings...
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Cerridwyn Glynn
, May 22 2011 09:16 PM
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