Seeley Pichardo

The Myrtle that's still Moaning

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Term Two, Week Four - History of Magic Class
Joint Lesson with Fifth Years

cont. from HERE

 

 

"Alright agents!  Fan out and collect clues.  This is the case we've been waiting for." Seeley called out, to any of her comrades that had bothered to distract themselves from the vast bathroom and the older students to listen to her overeager voice.  Though she hadn't really inducted anyone in particular into her little club, so to speak, most of her closest friends knew what she was up to in her spare time and would likely be able to offer up some kind of expertise.   

 

Not to mention, she'd be able to see what they were working with.  

 

"So... does anyone want to start with checking all the stalls?  And then I think maybe the taps and of course the mirrors too." She rattled off some good places to start as she began to trail around the perimeter of the room.  A task easier said then done with some many students crammed into such a small space.   

 

 

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What in the world were they doing here? Why did he have to follow Seeley here. And once again she was being bossy. Well he is in training to be an HBI agent, whatever that was. He was just hoping for free food. "What are we even looking for?" He stopped listening in class because he didn't want to get called on again. Clues, they were looking for clues, but what kind of clues were they looking for.

 

He was just walking around, not know what he needed to do or look for. He wouldn't make a great agent and his grandfather was a Auror. Well, he wouldn't be following in his grandfather footsteps at all. Looking down, he saw something that was shiny. Picking it up, he couldn't tell just what it was, it was round and silver. "Seeley, is this a clue?"

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Fern bounced on the back of her heels excitedly as she listened to Seeley's instructions. Well, half-listened, because the other half of her was racking her brain because WHY did this sound so familiar? She was sure she had to have read this before.. hang on.. The Ravenclaw dropped to the floor and started pulling stuff out of her bag and stacking it next to her. Paint brushes, quills, jars of ink, half-eaten licorice wands, and of course, her books. It was probably in Hogwarts, a History or something. Or maybe just their textbook? That would make sense.

 

"Doing top-secret research, Seeley." she murmured without looking up, skimming through the pages. If any of her instructors would set them on a hunt to solve a mystery when the text was right in front of their noses, it would be Grimsby.  

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"Yes... good." She pointed at Fern, who had immediately taken out her textbook to start pulling any research she could find.  That was such a ravenclaw thing to do.  Once upon a time Seeley thought she should have been in ravenclaw, but now she saw the truth.  She was a clever girl, but hufflepuff was definitely her place.  It was true what they say, the hat was always right.   

 

"As soon as you find something, let me know." She mumbled, and then made some steps in Desmond's direction, resting a hand on his shoulder she peered at what he was holding in his hand.   "You know, it could be." She reached for it to take a closer look.   

 

Small, round and silver -  a disc of some kind - "Good work.  We will have to see if it fits into anything.  Maybe it's a piece to a puzzle or some kind of key."  

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Rowan was dying. 

 

Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic, but she was having a very not good time being stuck in the bathroom. Last time she was here it was not good and this experience wasn't going to be very good either. She'd managed to recruit an older student to help calm her down and attempt to help her escape. 

 

Her friends, however, were apparently conducting their own investigation.

 

"Um, i-if you guys find a way out could you tell me." She asked, her voice raspy and eyes red from crying.

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Being that Rowan was Seeley's roommate she had at least some kind of insight to the horror that might have been running on replay inside the depths of the fellow first year's mind since the moment they stepped foot in the bathroom.  But, rather then allow the girl to get herself stuck in that endless record spin, the blond had another idea.   

 

Sidling up next to Row and linking her elbow through the other girl, she rested her hand on her forearm and patted it gently.  "You know Row, you could help us find the way out.  The more people looking the faster it will go."  Distraction was key when someone was dwelling on some horror and Seeley was not about to let her friend sink lower and lower if she could help it.   

 

"Here, can you hold onto this thing Des found." She thrust the metal object into Rowan's free hand.  Perhaps the cool, silver disc would soothe the girl somehow.   


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Rowan took the item that was handed to her; a bit odd that this would just be sitting in a bathroom. Still, holding onto something was helping to make the situation feel more real and less like a terrible nightmare that she'd never wake up from. Well, Desmond's DiskTM and the fact that Seeley was being so kind to her. 

 

Then again, her roommate was always kind - even when she was trying to help Rowan out of the blanket mess that she'd gotten herself into earlier. It was a Hufflepuff trait or something (one that definitely skipped over that Rosie girl, because she fell out of a mean tree and hit every branch on the way down.)

 

"Y-yeah, you're right. More people will make it go faster." She finally responded, giving the blonde a fond smile before beginning her search.a

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