The room was dark. It was a small room that had a queen sized bed in the center. The first thing that could be noticed about this room was the color scheme. Everything was blue. The carpet, the curtains, the blankets, everything. If someone were to look into the dresser, there would be blue outfits of all sorts. Most of which are awfully revealing. There are cloaks and books in the dresser as well. Besides the bed and dresser, there are no signs that someone slept in this room, but someone did sleep here.


The door to the room was kicked open, forcibly. A rather small girl walked into the room. Her hair was dark and her skin was pale, and she looked very unfriendly. She was wearing a blue dress that only just covered what needed to be covered. She had a hooded cloak on as well, but her face was clearly visible.

As the girl entered the room she slammed the door closed and dropped her bag on the floor. She pulled a dark colored wand out of her cloak pocket and tapped the door. A few clicking and clanking noises sounded and she turned to look at the bed. The girl stood there for a moment and simply looked over the room as if studying it.

The girl bent down and picked up her bag, tossing it on the bed. She approaches the bed and sits down, messing up the almost perfectly made bed. She glances around the room and sets her wand on the bed next to her.

Outside the single window, the lake is clearly visible, as is the clouds and rain. The girls stares out the window for a moment before she digs through her bag. Random things get tossed onto the floor as she searches for something specific.

After a moment of digging the girl pulls out what appears to be a book of some sort. On the front there is no title, the same as the binding. The book is old looking, and seemingly falling apart. The girl sets the book on the bed next to her wand and tosses the bag onto the floor. She turns to the pillows and fluffs them up, before turning around to cuddle up and read.

The girl opens the book and begins to skim read the first few pages. She reads for a few minutes until a tapping noise can be heard from her window. The girl lowers her book and takes her wand in her hand. She flicks her wand and mutters a word.

The wand lights up, similar to a flashlight. She points the wand to the window and there is a owl out side of it. The owl is a brown color and it’s feathers are drenched from the rain. In it’s beak is a letter, a wet letter. The girl stands quickly and goes to the window, opening it for the owl to fly in.

The owl flies in and drops the letter on the bed and flies back out into the storm. The girl blinks for a moment and watches as the owl fights the storm, heading to the top of the castle. She turns to look at the letter, wand still in hand. She walks slowly to the bed and taps the letter a few times before using her wand to turn it over.

On the front of the envelope it is addressed to ’Ms. Nevaeh Samuels, Ravenclaw Dormitory, Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft.’ The ink on the front of the letter is in a dark green color, and the parchment is a dirty off white color.

The girl studies the letter for a moment before picking it up with one hand, her wand remains in the other hand still. She studies the letter for a few minutes before deciding to open it. Inside the envelope there is a rather long letter written in the same ink as the address was.

The girl skim reads the letter quickly and pauses as she reads the ending of it. She stuffs the letter into one of her pockets quickly and looks around. She bites her lip and gathers all of the stuff around the room, stuffing it back into her bag and she taps the door. The door clicks a few times and she pushes it open, walking out with out looking back.

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Nevaeh Samuels - Ravenclaw, 7th Year

Klothilda Luebbe - Hufflepuff, 7th Year

Quintessa Gallagher - Gryffindor, 6th Year


"Because in the end, everything you do is just everything you've done." - Stone Sour