Shoe clad feet

[Virginia Hughes]

Snoring in class was alomost definately against the rules. But then this was an empty classroom, she was allowed in here, and she didnt have a class or anything else she needed to be at right now anyway, so really, what harm was being done? She was sprawled out across four chairs all plucked up side by side, and the tables in front of her were high enough that even if someone looked in the classroom, they would not have known she was in here. Peace and quiet was a good idea after all, especially when you needed to rest, and Virginia needed a rest, something about getting old, she decided.

She yawned and stretced, her arm fally down off the chair s and smacking into the table leg. She started awake with a shout and promptly fell off the chairs and landed hard on the ground. She didnt appreciate that one bit but looked around just to make sure no one had seen her. Unfortunately though her eye sight was still blurry and for all the good that she could see, she couldnt see enough anyway.

She stretched and yawned loudly, coming to rest on the carpetted floor again, it was much more comfortable then the chairs. Maybe if she just laid her head down again she might fall back to sleep, and she'd been having a wonderful dream of quidditch matches and dragons. She was obsessed with dragons of course, just as all young magical people should be. She'd heard stories about them when she was young, and knew that one day, somehow, she would find a way to be a part of some society where dragons were involved.

In fact she nearly wet herself that day six and a half years ago when a dragon drawn carriage showed up at her house to take her to school. Since then she had begged and begged the Headmaster to let her see the school dragons. Alas, he declined, though it did not sway her determination one bit. She blinked her eyes a couple of times and her heart jumped into her throat. On the other side of her table, right in front of her, she could see a pair of shoe-clad feet.

[Romulus Silvia]

“Well well... out for the night are we? It’s pretty typical you never see a Saphricorn in a class during school time and yet the one time I decide this classroom is in my path after hours there would have to be one of you little buggers in my way,” he said it with jest but all the same he wanted to use this room and had chosen in specifically for its location. Why else would he be so far from the Ruberagon dormitories? He circles the room flicking his wand at the other desks and chairs which slid soundlessly against the walls, the last of which to go were the chairs and tables surrounding the Saphricorn girl.

“A girl?” he noticed at last when he looked down upon her. It might be a lot more difficult to tell with the younger breed, but at sixteen it was quite obvious the crumpled figure on the floor was female. Be it her hair or her figure alone. “It’s not safe to be out in the castle alone these days,” he teased with a smirk on his face, his eyes flashed as he noticed she had just been sleeping, “You want to be a lot more careful sneaking about after hours, someone might assume you were in here for indecent reasons,”

He drew a stone out of his pocket and starting drawing a circle around the girl, not knowing or caring about her name. He didn’t pay attention to whether she was moving or not, once she noticed the symbols he was scribbling around the circles surely she would move, unless she didn’t understand these symbols meant he was preparing to open a portal and let something in. Something she would probably much prefer not to have contact with.

“You might feel satanically hot if you don’t move in a moment,” he said to her quietly as he finished drawing the first circle of characters and moved onto the second, with the speed of someone who was quite adept at what he was doing.