Lost and Not Found PV Closed

The sun sat low in the sky, it was still only morning. Morning doves cooed, and the stone floors of Hogwarts danced with the patterns of the sun filtering through the trees planted outside the windows of the castle. The corridors were nearly empty, save for a few stragglers and kids with free periods. Maggie Parker, however, was niether. She was skipping her second period: Herbology. Ew.

She rounded the corner, chewing the lollipop in her mouth, the clank sound reverberating thrtoughout her head as she worked towards the bubblegum in the center of the candy. She’d put her hair up into a ponytail, her bangs swooshing from side to side as she ambled down the hallway.

A loud crashing noise sounded throughout the hallway, and Maggie narrowed her eyes at the boy who was very obviously trying to hide behind a statue of armor, a book scattered on the floor near him. Maggie couldn’t help but laugh, and she brought a hand up to her mouth to cover her laughter. She couldn’t tell, but she was sure that her hair was turning a very bright orange at the roots, and that her eyes were probably rimmed with the same color, due to her metamorphagus abilities.

“You alright, mate?”, she asked, finally getting over her laughter. The boy looked to be a first year, and he was. Gryffindor like her. He had brown hair and unusually large teeth that gave him a sort of dorky look. He looked, if anything, friendly, and for this reason Maggie smiled and walked up to him. “I’m Maggie, Maggie Parker. What’re you doing in the hallways?”

Despite it still being relatively early in the day, Phoenix was already in a particularly poor mood. First she had received a letter from her parents telling her that the family cat, Edith, had passed away. Then she had sat through an entire first period of potions and, although she enjoyed the practicality of the lesson, she couldn’t stand sitting and writing. And to top it all off she had to endure the endless drivel of some of the more narrow-minded in her class, talking about “Wizard Supremacy” and the like.

So to say she was in a poor mood was really rather an understatement and if they thought she was about to sit in another class room for another period then they were wrong. Phoenix stormed down the corridor, not quite sure where she was going to go, but also not quite caring.

She was so caught up in her own thoughts that she failed to see the two students, the one hiding behind the armour and the one stood in front of it. She also failed to see the books splayed out on the floor. Until it was too late.

In a flash Phoenix went from quietly seething her way down to corridor to being face first on the ground, in front of new people that she hadn’t met before.

“oww,” she moaned quietly at the pain and pulled a hand to her forehead where she felt a small cut that was dripping a little blood. She continued to just lay for a moment, too embarrassed to move.

Adam wasn't the best at hiding and that was clear when a girl who appeared to be a little bit older than him said "You alright mate". Adam didn't reply mainly because he was too embarrassed to form a sentence which was common for Adam. After a long silence the girl introduced herself and Adam decided to nervously reply with. "I'mm Moore". His face lit a bright red color like a tomato as he didn't know why he said his last name instead of his name. He plucked up the courage and said "I meant Adam" and he started uneasily laughing to make it sound like his first mistake was a joke.

During Adam's crazy laughing fit he heard a faint noise of a girl hurting herself. What was that? Adam was alerted and scared that someone else heard his unfortunate conversation with Maggie. He saw a girl who had blonde hair and was in Slytherin.

Quickly, Adam helped the girl up but her head was still dripping with blood. To Adam's knowledge the girl who was bleeding was 'spying' on the two students. Adam was angry and he tried not to show that but then again he is one of the worst people at hiding emotions. "What's your name and why were you spying on us?"

Maggie whipped her head around as she heard a large thud and a moan of pain sound throughout the corridor. A Slytherin girl laid face-first on the floor, and Maggie winced as she spied the cut on her forehead. Her blonde hair was a little matted with the blood, and Maggie hastily squatted down next to her, her eyes tinting a grey-ish blue in worry, and her hair began to slowly change the same color, becoming a bit frazzled at the ends.

Adam, on the other hand, didn’t really seem to be worried, at least for the same reason. On the contrary, he seemed angry, which surprised Maggie, to say the least. The small bit didn’t look like he’d ever been angry at anything, but he was angry at this first year?

“What’s your name and why were you spying on us?” he accused, his voice laced with hostility. Maggie shot the boy a bewildered look,

“Chill, Moore. She wasn’t spying on anything, she just tripped over your books and fell.” she glared at the boy, and she was sure her hair was turning slightly red, and her eyes were doing the same. “You alright? Took a nasty fall, didn’t you?” Maggie asked, the red colors in her appearance fading away to their normal hues. The girl didn’t really look like she was having a great day in general, and this surely wasn’t helping, so Maggie tried to be as nice as she could.

A little dizzy from the fall Phoenix slowly sat up, sitting on the floor as she didn’t trust her legs just yet. She raised her hand to the cut on her head, it was quite painful but most of the pain was being masked by her embarrassment.

She looked up gratefully to the two students at first, getting to her feet a little wobbly. She was about to thank them for helping her up when she heard the boy speak.
“What’s your name and why were you spying on us?” Phoenix tilted her head to the side a little, her jaw clenching. Perhaps one of Phoenix’s less fortunate traits was her temper. She had a short fuse and, although friendly as possible to everyone, always stood up for herself.

Just as she was about to reply the other girl, who’s hair had changed from light blue to red during the course of the interaction, cut in. After telling the boy to chill out she asked if Phoenix was ok. She brought her hand up to her head again, wiping away the blood this time.
”uhh yeh, I’m sure I’ll be fine. It’s just a small cut,” She then turned to the boy, glaring. “and for your information my name is Phoenix Donovan. And I wasn’t spying on you. I don’t know what makes you think you’re so special that I’d need to,” She knew it wasn’t perhaps a little childish but Phoenix wouldn’t tolerate people walking over her.

[quote]Adam felt a bit stupid after he was clearly put in his place. As his mother would say 'he jumped the gun' which isn't a good thing and was known for doing this back at home. Whilst thinking about what he did he thought he is only a first year and it would be silly if he made enemies already as he still didn't know how to cast any spells if he needed to defend himself even though it wouldn't come to that well not in year one.

Eventually, It was getting quite awkward which Adam hates as he is scared to disappoint so Adam decided to start a conversation "So why are you guys down here?"Adam asked this in a tone to make him sound 'cool' as his class mates would say but it had the opposite effect when he tried to do that.

If this question was asked to him he was obviously going to lie why he was down here as the sad truth is that he was too scared to ask where his class was. Who wants to be known as the boy who couldn't find his class? Not Adam for sure. Adam smiled and waited for a response.

Maggie couldn’t help but notice the smile tugging at the corners of her lips as Phoenix snapped at Adam, though she did feel some pity for the boy.
“So, what are you guys doing here?” he asked, as an attempt to make conversation. Maggie, still feeling some pity for him, decided he wasn’t that bad, and grinned as the took the lollipop out of her mouth so she could speak.
“Skipping.” she said simply. It was a bit, well, brash, but it was entirely true. She hated Herbology with a burning passion, and she’d much rather risk getting a detention for skipping than actually having to go to the class.
“I’m sorry, it’s just Herbology isn’t really my thing.” she said, feeling a need to elaborate. “I’d honestly rather jump skinny dip with the Giant Squid than go— I’ve skipped like, almost every Herbology class ever.” she added, feeling a bit proud of herself for that one. Her friend Tatiana was a Herbology whiz anyways, and Maggie would trade her DADA knowledge for her Herbology knowledge. Of course, she’d trade with Carson for his DADA knowledge, and all she had to do was make a few trips to Hogsmeade for him. Tatiana didn’t have to know that, however, right? Answers were answers, no matter how she got them. At least, that’s what she kept telling herself.

The frustration Phoenix was feeling slowly ebbed away as she noticed that the boy clearly felt bad. The pain in her head had now also turned into a dull thud and she figured that apart from perhaps a little scar she’d be completely fine.

“So what are you guys doing here?” The boy asked. Phoenix looked up, almost feeling guilty for being out of her lesson, and waited for the other girl to answer first. When she replied that she was skipping too Phoenix was slightly relieved and felt a little better about giving her own answer. She was even a little impressed, although she’d never admit it. Who knew Gryffindors weren’t all just goody goody’s.

“Uh, yeah, me too. I’ve had a pretty rough day and I can’t think of anything more mind numbing right now than being lectured about the importance of ‘swish and flick’” . Phoenix did actually enjoy charms but she really didn’t want to sit through the endless droning in her current mood.

She turned to the boy “How about you?” she asked, actually smiling at the boy now despite his early words. “I also didn’t catch either of your names,”

Thankfully, this time Adam stated his name correctly "Adam. Adam Moore" and he listened to their answers. After hearing their answers, Adam felt like he was the odd one out but anyway he lied to have something in common with them. "Yeah yeah I skip every day! I skip most lessons! Woo I love skipping!" nervously said Adam. Being nervous was one of Adam's most common occurring trait as the girls could most certainly tell. Was that too obvious that he was lying? Probably but did he care? No as he has already embarrassed him self today and he didn't think it could get any worse. Again silence.

Whilst they were being silent Adam kept thinking that he heard footsteps of a professor or even worse the headmaster and decided it would be best if he started a conversation so he could keep his mind off getting in trouble.

This was one of Adam's most awkward moments in his life so he decided to start up another conversation which hopefully didn't end as abruptly. "Soo... whats your favorite lesson? Mine is transfiguration" cheerfully said Adam in a very nice (he was being very nice which may come off suspicious) tone.