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Seeley Pichardo

VH37 Term Two

Late January

 

Impossible. 

 

No, improbable.  

 

After spending the better part of three and a half years exploring every staircase, alcove and hidden corridor she could find, Seeley had been fairly certain that she had discovered almost every single secret that Hogwarts had to offer.  Almost of course, because even she knew that things in this place liked to change every now and again but she never could have nor would have expected this. 

 

She knew all about the trick stairs.  

 

She even had developed a bit of a sixth sense to sort of guess when Peeves might be lurking to avoid any mishaps, especially if she was trying particularly hard to stay in the shadows.  But, a trick tapestry?  Unheard of!  

 

She hadn't even been looking for anything interesting.  The hufflepuff had been on her way from the library to the dueling chamber to do some recon on her competition when she noticed that one of the tapestries looked a little off.  Taking the initiative to maybe fix it, plus she couldn't remember ever noticing it before and it actually looked pretty neat with a design of a pair of dueling wizards.  At least to her it looked like dueling wizards, but in reality they were just bowing to each other with their wands behind their backs.  

 

Regardless, the edge was rolled around itself to the point where she couldn't exactly make out the detail of the taller wizards wand and so she had reached out to unfurl it.  

 

First mistake. 

 

Biggest mistake.  

 

Perhaps her Peeves radar was off, because the next thing she new she heard a devilish bit of laughter and a tug around her wrist and she was suddenly pulled passed the tapestry and seemingly through the very wall into a room she had never seem before and the fourth year landed in a heap on the floor.  

 

"Ouch!" She shouted, turning over and rubbing her knee.  That was going to bruise.  

 

But even worse... where was the door? 

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Julian Pritchard

One would think, living as he did, in a castle full of ghosts, that Julian would’ve been gotten used by now to hearing disembodied voices. And he had, somewhat, but when said disembodied voice was shouting ‘ouch’, there was something to be said for a little bit of caution.

 

Of course, he didn’t immediately realise that the voice had been disembodied. He’d been trekking his usual path from the duelling chamber to the library (he often found that he was more productive after a duel or two had helped him clear his mind after class) when he heard someone yelling. Curious, he’d picked up speed in case someone had ran afoul of Peeves and needed help, only to turn the corner into a deserted hallway.

 

He froze as his mind raced through the possible sources. The first one, and easiest one to discard, was a ghost, but he didn’t think they could feel pain and that ‘ouch’ had sounded distinctly human. The second was that he’d hallucinated it. Had he gotten hit with a Paranoia Charm maybe, when leaving the chamber, or a Confundus? He liked to think he would remember but if he was Confunded.... He frowned. His mind didn’t feel foggy, though.

 

In any case, he couldn’t assume he’d hallucinated it, since there was no way to check. There was no one he could ask to see if they’d heard it too. The third option, then, was some kind of trap or prank. Either the shout was meant to lure him in or a sign that someone had run into it.

 

He bit his lip and drew his wand - just in case - before raising his voice. “Uh… Is anyone here? Is everything okay?” His voice echoed through the empty hallway and he flushed, feeling eminently silly.

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Seeley Pichardo

It was hard not to think that things looked pretty grim from where she sat, bruised and on the floor of a mysterious room that she'd never seen before.  A room with no apparent exit to boot.  But, Seeley appreciated a good mystery and after a second or so of cursing her rotten luck, she was on her feet again and pulling up her hair, ready to find a way out.  

 

The only light in the room, came from a window on the opposite wall.  Thinking a window was the next best thing to a door, Seeley crossed over to it and found rather quickly that it didn't even seem to be a real window.  From far away it seemed as though she would be able to look out of it but the closer she got the higher up on the wall it seemed to become and she didn't have time to fuss with such ridiculousness.  

 

At least she didn't have to sit in here in the dark.  

 

Back towards the place she'd fallen through, the fourth year, pressed her hands against the stone; having already assumed that she wouldn't be able to simply fall back out, she discovered her assumption was correct and with a sigh and a light punch with the side f her left fist to the wall she did the best thing she could think of.  

 

"HELP!" She shouted.  "HELP ME!" 

 

Though she didn't think that anyone would answer and the hufflepuff was ready to go back to investigating more of the room for a way out on her own when she heard a voice on the other side and she pressed herself against the wall again.  

 

"YES! HI! I'M IN HERE!" She shouted.  "DON'T TOUCH THE WALL, YOU'LL FALL THROUGH!  I'M STUCK BEHIND THE TAPESTRY AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT!" 

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Julian Pritchard

Given that he’d literally just asked out loud if anyone needed help, Julian should’ve been prepared for someone to reply. Somehow, though, he still jumped about an inch in the air when the sound of muffled yelling came through the wall. It took him a second of his heart beating a frantic pulse in his ears to come to the realisation that the voice doing the yelling sounded rather familiar.

 

“Seeley?” he called out, frowning. As she continued to describe what had happened, he instinctively took a step towards the middle of the hallway, away from any walls. He bit his lip, waiting a beat before saying anything. Indecision tore at him. He knew the right move was probably to go fetch a professor, but he didn’t particularly want to leave Seeley alone. The castle was a strange place - as evidenced by the fact that a wall had just swallowed her. What if wherever she was in moved or something, and then he couldn’t find her again. He took a step closer towards the tapestry in question, hands clasped behind him to stave off the temptation to touch it.

 

“Have you tried Alohomora?” He asked, stepping even closer so he wouldn’t have to yell so much. “Maybe there’s some kind of hidden locking mechanism? Or…” He frowned. “How did you fall through, exactly? Like… did the wall swing open or disappear or what?” If the wall swung open maybe they could use an object to get it to open for long enough that Seeley could jump back out.

 

He squinted at the wall. There had to be a way out. This was a fairly transited hallway. There was no way a wall that permanently swallowed students would have remained undiscovered. There was no way no one would’ve warned them about it.

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Seeley Pichardo

She would have tried alohomora if she had known where to aim it at.  As it were, she couldn't even be sure where exactly she'd come into this room and the last thing she wanted to do was go aiming at random spaces on the wall or floor and accidentally open up something she shouldn't.  With her luck today she'd wind up falling three stories down and end up in the giant squids kitchen.  

 

Or worse. 

 

"I don't see any door or lock to aim at." She shouted back through the wall.  "It was kind of a blur though, it felt like I was pulled through, honestly." She stepped towards the wall where she at least thought she heard Julian's voice coming from as she answered him.  She tried to remember what the hallway she had come from looked like and if there was anything truly solid in the corridor that could be used as leverage.  

 

"How is your transfiguration?! Can you make a rope or something, maybe reach through?"  Maybe if he didn't fall all the way through she could claw her way back out.  She really didn't want to stay here forever.   

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Addison Toft

Hauling a stack of books in her arms, Addison was bound for the library, where a thrilling, exhilarating, nail-biting day of studying awaited her. How riveting.

 

A distraction would be sorely welcome, although she knew she needed to hit the books if she wanted a chance at snagging a decent grade on her NEWTs. Even for the few subjects she was confident in, she was prepared to revise like mad for, because Addison knew herself. Her record against academic examinations wasn't something to write home about (or maybe it was, about its horrific mediocrity), so she wasn't going to take anything for granted.

 

And then she heard yelling, coming from nearby. It was a call of distress, someone asking for help; she bit her lip and stood at a junction between one hallway that led towards the source of the commotion, and another that headed to the library. Could she call up another prefect on her mirror to investigate the issue? That was possible, but her gut wouldn't let her leave it alone. The head girl was supposed to take care of these sorts of things, examinations be damned.

 

So she pivoted to go to the yelling, and soon came across Julian, who was yelling at a tapestry.

 

"Er... Is everything alright? I heard shouting."

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