Waiting for someone

[ginnyeldrin]

Ginny walked along the rows in between the tables. She stopped and looked to the table on her left and jumped onto the table. Ginny walked on the table, moving her arms as thought she were casting a spell. She would have liked to cast a real spell but she had left her wand on her bedside table. Probably not the smartest thing to do.
Ginny reached the other end of the table and spun around on her heals to face the other end. She listened. But nothing was to be heard. Almost everyone had left to go home for the Christmas break. Ginny had to stay at school because... Well she never really talked about that to any one.
Ginny began to run down the table, pretending to attack someone with an array of made of spells. None of which actually worked. She had tried but all of them had ended up in a poof of sparkly dust.
Ginny reached the other end of the table and just sat down on the edge of the table. "Why must Christmas be so boring?" Ginny complained. "I wish someone were here so I could talk to them." She began to swing her legs off the edge of the table. "I wouldn't even care if a death eater turned that corner and tried to lure me into being a death eater. It would just give me someone to talk to." Ginny sighed and laid down on the table.
It was going to be a long winter just waiting for someone to come along.

[Barnak Pengryffin]

Barnak stopped short when he heard a girl's voice coming from the Hall. Walking behind him, Binky failed to notice and thumped into his leg, and he turned back and scowled as the stupid elf extracted itself from his calf. On the one hand, he had hoped that the Hall would be empty so he could practise some new charms - recently pilfered from the Restricted Section of the library - without distraction, but on the other hand, the voice was right: Christmas was boring without other students to fool with.
Barnak stepped slowly toward the door and peered around it. For a moment he didn't see anyone there, and he wondered if it had been one of the castle ghosts moaning again. Then he spotted the girl lying down on one of the tables. 'Ugh,' he thought, 'I eat off that.' Silently, he drew his wand from his pocket. He hadn't quite decided what to do, yet, but it seemed like too good an opportunity to waste by doing nothing. He lifted his wand and pointed it first at the soles of the girl's feet, then at the hem of her skirt, then at the base of her spine, breathing slowly and trying to make up his mind. Eventually, his hovering wand seemed to choose for him, pointing itself at her feet and tingling impatiently. Barnak smiled, and a cold, white spark darted from his wand to the girl's shoelaces. He waited as they slid silently undone and then tied themselves together in one large knot, and then directed his wand to her rear and released another little white spark. 'Nothing makes them move quicker than that,' he thought to himself.

[Binky]

Behind him, Binky snickered and tugged his master's sock back up. Then his master began stepping backwards, and Binky had to backstep twice as fast to keep from being stepped on. When his master stopped again, Binky risked peering around his leg to see the girl's reaction, but he could no longer see through the door into the Hall. The master had moved right back into the corridor and was leaning with his back against the wall, his eyes and his wand pointing toward the entrance to the Hall. Binky's beady little eyes shifted expectantly from his master to the doorway and back again, waiting to see what would happen.