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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 25, 2006 21:57:37 GMT 10
There was a beautiful sound coming from outside the room, the sound of the native Australian birds waking up. Holly yawned and stretched,, her eyes opening to stare at the ceiling. Though she was still only half awake, she knew by the sunlight dancing on her floor that she had slept in at least half an hour. She sat up slowly and slid out of her bed.
Not thinking, she moved towards where her cupboard normally stood and blinked a few times. Where was her cupboard? She turned around, wondering if perhaps someone had played a trick on her. There was a dresser on the other side of the room, and she went over to it, tentatively opening the top drawer. It was empty.
Holly turned around and saw, with a smile, that there was a set of white robes with emerald flowers printed on them that seemed to move and grow as the material moved. It was one of her favourites, but she was sure she hadn’t seen it for years. Pulling them on, she opened the door and made her way to her private bathroom and washed her face. As she looked into the mirror, she realised with a shock that someone had cut off all her hair.
Suddenly, memories of the previous afternoon came flooding back and she gasped as she looked at her smooth and perfect face. She was 23.
Splashing water in her hair to smooth it out, she turned on heel and headed out of the Emerindyl Commons at a fast walk, but rammed smack-bang into someone and almost winded herself.
“Oh, you startled me,” she gasped at the figure she’d knocked into, “Are you alright?”
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 25, 2006 22:11:53 GMT 10
Alex however, did not simply get winded, but knocked down; he landed backwards on the soft green grass, which helped to cushion his fall and it didn’t hurt nearly as much as it would have had it been someone else. He looked up with a startled look, it had certainly not been a physical impact more of a shock that had knocked him down and when he saw who it was, he could not have been happier about it. Or milking it for all it was worth for that matter.
“Well if I had have known you wanted me on my back I would have done it before you got physical with me,” he grinned up at her from where he laid in what he hoped did not look too ridiculous of a position. He had met this girl yesterday, and seeing her in the Emerindyl Common seemed to be exactly what he was hoping for.
“You know you look even better when I can see your face properly,” he smirked at her, lifting an arm hoping she would grab onto his and help him up, he didn’t want to make her feel too bad about knocking him down, but perhaps just enough to give him some kind of sympathy.
He liked this girl. She was Emerindyl, she didn’t like Lucius, and she had quite a strong barge behind such a petite body. He looked at her from where he lay and regarded her for a moment, he had every attention of pulling her down with him when she grabbed his arm, but then he still wasn’t sure whether she’d appreciate it or not but she hadn’t reached out to him yet, so he had a couple more seconds to make up his mind.
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 25, 2006 22:26:29 GMT 10
Holly refrained from laughing when she realised just who it was she’d knocked onto their back. Alex from the day before, of all people. In fact, she’d just been thinking about him. So he was an Emerindyl, of course. Emerindyl? Where had that come from? She supposed she was one too, the room she’d woken up had certainly felt like it was hers.
She held out a hand to him, her fringe falling across her face as she bent down to reach him. He looked even better in the morning light, and she couldn’t help but find herself very much attracted to him.
“I’m so sorry about that,” she apologised with a hint of laughter in her voice, “I didn’t even see you coming, I just felt the need to go to my office.” The smile dropped from her face “Office? Wow, apparently, I have an office somewhere here. Care to find it with me?” her smile had returned and she looked at Alex with a sparkle in her eye.
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 25, 2006 22:38:50 GMT 10
“Certainly,” he grinned as he bounced onto his feet deciding not to pull her onto the grass with him, though she seemed very comfortable with him it seemed she was on a mission and he was certainly not one to hinder someone on a fact finding mission especially for someone who didn’t remember a lot of facts of her life. He smiled as he gestured towards the cave not far from them, which was the exit to Emerindyl Lake.
“An office, huh? That’s settles it, we cannot possibly be married in the future, an office doesn’t sound all that fun of a work place to me, but then that’s not to say we never had a romantic love affair in our early twenties perhaps?” he laughed at this, he was cocky, he knew it, he’d never change, “And I was so hoping we might find the time to consummate our marriage, oh well, debauchery never hurt anyone,”
“So where is this office of yours?” he asked her as he started walking forward, not making any particular effort to let go of the hand she had presented for studying him, he stumbled just a little to let her know he would still require he assistance a little longer.
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 25, 2006 22:53:12 GMT 10
Holly linked arms with Alex as they sped out of Emerindyl Commons. “To be honest, Alex my love, I haven’t the foggiest where my office is. But I know I have one, and it’s,” she paused as they came to what seemed to be an intersection in the corridor “This way!” she pointed to the left and steered him in that direction.
As they climbed a flight of stairs, Holly stayed close to her new friend, still feeling bad that she’d knocked him flat on his back. “Are you alright? We’re not going too fast, are we?”
She didn’t wait for an answer before turning right and stopping in front of a large dark oak door. She smiled gleefully and glanced at Alex.
“I haven’t got a clue what’s behind here, but I know it’s mine. Or, it was mine. Rather, it’s going to be mine?” She let go of him and gripped the door handle for a moment before twisting and jiggling it, purely out of habit. It seemed that the door was locked, but she reached up above the door frame, and sure enough there was a heavy silver key tied to a green ribbon. She unlocked the door and pushed it open.
Stepping inside her office, she was startled to see that all the furniture was covered with large white sheets. She walked slowly to the centre of the room and turned around, taking it all in. Carefully, she pulled the cover off a piece of furniture. There was a sigh of relief as she recognised her very own black leather chair, exactly as she remembered it.
“This is it Alex, this is my office.”
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 26, 2006 8:37:30 GMT 10
Alex narrowed his eyes as he crossed the threshold into the dust protected room, at least that is what white sheet were usually laid down to protect from, this little ordeal seemed very surreal and he did not know quite how to take it. He did remember this office, it never used to be used when he was in the school though, it was more a room where trouble makers were sent to think about what they had done because it did not have any kind of magical equipment or substance to touch when he should have been thinking about why he shouldn’t misbehave.
He walked around what little room he could find between the covered objects running his fingers along the back of the leather chair and casting glances in every which way he could. How could this be? He’d been sent to this room by Hortensia Tweed severl times in his final yeah, he knew it had been five or more years since then but this room seemed to contain a lot more history as an office then as a time out, he wondered exactly how much further into the future he currently was.
“This room was time out, when I was here, that’s a good sign I guess, means you an I wont be violating student teacher privileges,” he smirked putting in the snide remark out of habit more then because he felt the need to do it. This was all very strange to him though he did not wish to show so.
“Maybe there’s a book or something, in the desk, something that might tell us who you are?” He said as he went to the back end of the desk and pulled up the cover slightly, it had not occurred to him that perhaps the book might be on the desk. He began opening drawers and searching through the mess of stationary which filled them.
“So who do you think you might have been? Obviously a professor, and this office is fairly central to most of the classrooms so it doesn’t really give away what class you might have taught,” he kept fumbling through the mass looking for a hint, a clue, anything.
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 27, 2006 20:56:46 GMT 10
"So, I guess that makes you older than I am? Or... Wow, this is confusing. How can I be younger, yet my office looks like nobody's been here in years." As Alex rummaged through her drawers, Holly went over to an odd shaped object and pulled the dusty white cloth off of it.
"Care of Magical Creatures." She said quietly. Though not quite sure how she knew this, Holly was quite certain that had been her occupation, and had known as soon as she saw the cage. She around the room, pulling the covers off all the furniture. Though Holly could not remember where she'd been, or even who she'd been before arriving here the previous day, she knew that her office was exactly how she'd left it, right down to the pile of books on a chair, and the long since emptied mug sitting on the bookshelf.
The last thing she uncovered was her desk, and she pulled the sheet off with a flourish, laughing as bits of parchment went flying. She dropped the sheet to the ground and began sorting through the stack before coming across an ornate wooden plague that she assumed would have ordinarily decorated her desk. She picked it up and frowned, mouthing the words.
"Alex..." She looked to her friend and handed him the plaque, adorned with Deputy Headmistress "I guess now we know who I'm supposed to be." She sat down in one of the comfy armchairs that sat in front of the desk for visitors and stared at the ceiling for a moment before looking back to Alex. "Find anything interesting?"
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 27, 2006 21:25:12 GMT 10
“Well…” Alex emerged a red g-string hanging aloft the end of his wand and a smirk on his face. Which a small fizzling sound the g-string disappeared and he blushed, “Sorry, as you can tell I like to have a little joke every now and then,” he clambered up from the drawers to look at the plaque Holly was holding and a look came over his that was a mixture of happiness that she had discovered something about herself and then a smirk of mischievous glee.
“So, a Professor huh? Deputy Headmistress of Koalingo, I wonder who you had to rub the right way to get that post at your age,” he winked at her, he was of course still teasing, and hoped she understood that. He thought about it a moment longer kicking back the papers that messed the chair and sat on it with a dramatic slump as if he had just discovered something earth shattering and it was incredibly hard work finding it.
“By the looks of this mess, you may very well have been the last Deputy Headmistress in this place, I don’t imagine that makes you feel terribly good about having the job?” he looked at her wondering whether that might not have been the most tactful thing for him to say.
“Last I heard Koalingo was celebrating a milestone year of being in service with the intention of doubling that milestone and then some, so… unless your from a future beyond my sight… but then there wouldn’t really be any sense in the two of us being here at the same time would there?”
“It sure wasn’t meant to be easy to understand,” he said as he sat back crossing his hands behind his head to support him and then flicking his feet upon the desk. As he did so he kicked a little set of silver scales on the edge of the desk, there was a rumbling sound where Alex nearly fell off the chair before he realised a door had opened in the stone wall to the farthest reaches of the office.
“Um… and this is?”
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 27, 2006 21:42:57 GMT 10
Holly reclined in the chair and had been about to put her own feet on the desk, when she realised with a cluck of annoyance that she would have told off anyone for putting their feet on her desk in her heyday. Her eyes flicked to Alex’s feet and she ruefully decided to just let it slide.
She grinned at the underwear he held up, knowing full well if she was ever to even consider wearing such an item, it most certainly wouldn’t be red. Red was just not her colour, it clashed awfully with her hair. She ran a hand through her hair as she thought this and realised that she was actually starting to get used to having short hair again.
“No, I was Deputy when Lucius was Headmaster,” she said offhandedly and then looked a bit startled. “So that’s how I know Lucius?” pulling a face, she watched Alex lean back and couldn’t help but admire his fine form. She bit her lip before she said something along those lines and was about to look away as he knocked the silver scales and the door across the room had opened.
“Well isn’t that odd?” She stood up and walked over to it, pulling out her wand and lighting the dark passageway. She raised her eyebrows and turned to look at Alex, gesturing for him to follow. “So are you coming or what?”
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 27, 2006 22:00:44 GMT 10
“Sure why not?” he said as he got up from his lounging, he had spent enough time creeping around this castle after hours to know, that regardless of how big and how far the castle reached into the mountains and planes of existence beyond this, that if it was in the Manor, it had to be safe enough for him to venture into. Though this was an entrance to something guarded by the second in command of the school. He wondered if there was a reason for having such a prestigious gatekeeper for such a place.
He stood and turned to watch the woman who was getting more and more attractive with every moment, she was cute enough and she was a deputy headmistress so there was something there that told him she would let him know just how naughty he was. This made him chuckle for no apparent reason as he looked at her standing in the doorway of this secret passage.
He crossed the room slowly pretending to look into the passage when really he was checking out Holly from behind, not a bad sight at all. He moved his eyes away from this beauty with regret as he cast his eyes into the shadows, which shrieked away in horror from the light Holly had cast upon them. He wondered for a moment if he should be the gentlemen and offer to go in first, he decided though that this was her fact finding mission and that he was there for support, she would have to lead the way.
He nudged her slightly as he stood right behind her at the entrance, “Well, lets not wait for the new millennium, what horrors and adventures await us in this, your sorted little closet of fun my sweet,” he smiled placing his hand around the back of her waste as he steered her forward into the newly lit passageway, as he stepped through behind her, the passage snapped shut, now they were locked in, the only way to go was forward.
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on Apr 27, 2006 22:52:30 GMT 10
My sweet Holly suppressed a smile. This day was certainly getting more and more interesting by the minute. She glanced at Alex just before the door swung shut behind them. The place was now only lit by the faint light of her wand, and she waved the wand a little before the light intensified, lighting up a stone corridor that sped off into the darkness before them. She swallowed and clenched the hand which did not contain her wand.
She took a step forward and felt slightly startled as her shoes made a loud sound on the cobblestone floor. Finally, giving in, she slipped her hand into Alex’s and pulled him along with her. It wasn’t that she was scared, it was just that she had no idea what lay ahead, and the uncertain unnerved her a bit. She glanced at Alex out of the corner of her eye, and hoped he didn’t mind that she had taken his hand.
The darkness soon began to consume them, and just as Holly though she could not take it anymore, she space opened up into a large cavern. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she stared around the great expanse. What fool had put the entrance in her office? She wondered briefly if the entrance had in fact always been there, and she was sure it had. Perhaps the items in this cavern were hers? It was all so confusing.
She looked to Alex, puzzled.
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Post by Alex Zander on Apr 29, 2006 12:07:24 GMT 10
Alex let go of her hand as he walked around here, feeling this was strangely familiar to him. Realising he had done almost exactly this just a moment ago in the office, he assumed that is how the situation was familiar. But then, that so, it seemed stranger still that he knew to stop three paces into the cavern and raise his hand to his own chests height and push on something that was not there, not visibly anyway.
His mind twitched as a scraping sound alerted him to something in the distance, like the sides of his vision were crumbling away, this cavernous visual before him was disintegrating into darkness. How did he know it was not real? Just a ruse to entice those whom should not be here from finding its true hidden qualities.
As the image disappeared and wall formed in front of them, they then had two choices of which way they should go. Left of right, how original. He looked both ways, and the darkness began to consume them again, he looked for his wand, removing it from his right pants pocket and raising it to fight back the darkness which shrieked away as it had before.
He turned to look at Holly after this had happened, he was confused now, and found he really did not know which way to go, “So?” he looked at her, his lips pressed together and a shrug noting he really had no idea from here, though it still baffled him as to how he knew about the trigger in the air. He wondered if someone was playing games with him, that was the second trigger he had found in this little adventure, when would Holly find one.
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Post by Holly MacFarlane on May 16, 2006 19:17:40 GMT 10
Holly smiled, though it was not visible in the booming darkness that surrounded them. She had a feeling she knew where this little adventure was leading them, and of all places... Well, she thought Alex might be a little disappointed.
Soon, just as predicted, they came to another vast cavern where several dragons larger than houses were feeding on something. They turned as something crunched under Holly’s food. She had a dreadful feeling she’d just stepped on a bone.
The dragons swung around as fast as something that large can swing and came towards the pair of them. Most women’s first reaction would be to scream, and Holly did consider it. But instead, she reached for her wand. Suddenly the illusion was gone and they were plunged into darkness once again.
A small smirk lingered on the blonde’s face as she slipped her hand easily into Alex’s as they continued. He hadn’t said much since entering the tunnel, and she wondered if she should end this game. The enchantment upon the tunnel was one of her own, she knew that much at least. It had her magic mark all over it.
She couldn’t tell how Alex was reacting and so she waved a hand across the air in front of her face. The tunnel grew bright and a plain wooden door appeared in front of them. She glanced behind them and noted that they hadn’t gone more than a few feet in the half hour or so they’d been in here. There was no door behind them, just a brick wall with a chalk circle and some runes drawn on the floor.
“Prepare yourself!” Holly said suddenly, grabbing Alex by the shoulder. She lunged out and kicked the door open, making the whole thing seem much more dramatic than it really was.
See, Holly, being the lazy but clever woman she was had bewitched the door from the other side to make a shortcut to her own office. Alex didn’t know what was on the other side of the door, but Holly did. The whole illusion meant that some student who had found her secret would be stick in there until she was ready to deal with them. For you see, if a studeny was in her tunnel it meant they had either been in her office and stumbled across it, or they had been sucked in while trying to get into the staffroom. But the tunnel would produce illusion after illusion while the captive person never went further than two metres.
Holly stared as she stepped into the staff meeting and lunch room. The place seemed to be empty, but Holly’s blood ran cold as she felt another presence in the room. An annoyed clearing of a throat confirmed her fear.
She spun around quickly and stared into the face of none of than...
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Post by Lucius Sinister on May 29, 2006 11:42:51 GMT 10
Lucius looked at the two new arrivals with a lazy expression. He didn’t count on being interrupted; quite to the point, he had hoped no one would bother him this morning, he was in no mood for the trivialities that came with consorting with Emerindyl’s. Looking at them as he did, he hoped they would get the point and leave, though he was a smart man that knew an Emerindyl did not understand the subtle hints of those polite enough to be subtle. And Lucius was rarely polite when he did not need to be.
“Zander,” he muttered as the two entered. He did not know the woman, not well enough to acknowledge knowing her name at least. His eyes dwelt on the man called Alex. Lucius knew him as a friend of Godric Emerindyl and nothing more. Sure he’d heard signs of Alex’s name in the Quidditch community, Lucius only attended games when society called for it. Like it or not though; Quidditch was a central part of social wizarding Australia. Be it matches, or benefit nights, or award nights when the cream of society came just to ensure the importance of the occasion.
“It’s been… well some time, not long enough I am sure you will agree,” He totally ignored the woman as he turned back to the cup he had just filled. He lifted the tea to his lips and drank from it soundlessly. He did not much care for tea, though he knew of its rejuvenating properties and had recently witnessed something that made him feel slightly ill. It had been his grandfather’s suggestion to try the tea and though he turned his nose at it in disgust, he was determined to finish at least one entire cup of it to have enough experience to be able to reject it with a cause next time.
“Keeping yourself busy I see,” Lucius cast a look at the woman, as if she were some form of a prostitute. He didn’t know her and so bore her no grudge. Though he did know that she was an Emerindyl, which was more then enough for him to decide that he also did not owe her anything in the way of manners.
He crossed the room and took a seat by a window looking out across the grounds far below. He had no real interest in continuing a conversation with the present company, though he knew that if Murphy’s Law, and the predictions of Emerindyl’s being annoying would ring true. He was not yet finished with these two.
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