Who Turned Out the Lights? PV Clair Fernandez closed

Clair was not sure why she had went to the basements, she had not 'planned' to go there, she had not intended to walk down to the creepest place in Hogwarts, it's not like she had been invited to it either, she had just gone there, creeped halfway across the Castle just to visit the dark place.
'It's better then the dungeons' she thought sourly of the place that she had and would have to do her Potions class in, it was a dark and creepy place that Clair over all hated!
Maybe Clair had slipped into this part of the castle because she had wanted to find the Chamber of secrets, while it had a creepy name that sounded worth exploring Clair knew she never would find or open it, she was not a Parseltongue, oh how Clair would hate to be one! She shivered at the thought.
As she walked along the basements looking for nothing really she heard a sound, it sounded like foot steps, she held her wand out, ready to use a spell if needed, but not dating to use Lumos, she had a feeling that using the spell would give her away, if it was a professor or Prefect.
She walked peered around a corner and spotted a student, they were facing the other way and Clair was unsure what to do, she could make a noise and get the student's attention, and passably get hexed, or she could just sit back and wait for the student to leave, but Clair decided to do neither, she stepped out into the open, wand in hand but not pointed at the other student,
"hello? My name is Clair Fernandez, First year Ravenclaw." She said loud enough to be heard by the other student but not beard by anyone else.
(wc 303)

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MAGGIE HAWKINS

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November 2, 2021

XXXXTo say Clair Fernandez had taken Maggie by surprise would be a gross understatement. In fact, Clair had freaked Maggie out so much that she shrieked, loud enough to echo through the little corridor she was searching. It was quite worrying, really, the way the echoed sound caused little flecks of dirt and dust to flake from the ceiling and float down from the walls between the rotting bricks. The mildewing scent didn't help. It seemed like this old place was just rotting. "Hey, hey! Watch yourself!" Maggie hissed, whirling around and pocketing her wand. Better be seen as less than a threat right off the bat. Plus, Maggie knew, like, four spells total. No chance of being seen as a threat in this capacity. "What, gonna hex me?" Clair didn't look like the cursing type, but then, you never knew. How could they ever figure out, really? First impressions were traditionally deceptive. "What are you doing down here? Little far from Ravenclaw tower, isn't it?" Purely a hypothetical. This was far from Ravenclaw tower. Really, what right did Clair Fernandez have to be down here? Not Slytherin? No entry! Maggie crossed her arms over her chest, pouting at Clair where she stood opposite. Wasn't about to get detention for snooping around down here. Not because of some firstie Ravenclaw who shouldn't even be down here. At least Maggie had an excuse! She'd been bored in her dorm, which wasn't far at all, mind you, and had wanted a reprieve. Nothing sinister or suspicious about that.

Clair was rather surprised by the girl's scream, was she all that scary? She was even smiling!
How could someone who was smiling seem scary? Then again in this stinky moldy place it could be very scary!
"Shhh! We don't want to be found out!" She whispered just loud enough for the girl to hear, now that the girl had put her wand away Clair did the same, she also lifted her hands to her side, away from her pocket, "I'm no thread, I only know like four spells, and only a few of them would be helpful."
She sighed the question she could not answer, she had no answer really, "erm, I have no idea why I walked down here, I just did. Yeah I know it's a lousy excuse." She said smiling.
"who are you? I've seen you before I know that, I think your from Slytherin right?" Even if Clair was a Muggle-born she had a pretty good eye for blood types and houses, she put her hands down, the girl had just crossed her arms in what Clair thought looked like a pout, "what are you doing down here? It's rather creepy huh? I've heard about this place call Chamber of secrets. creepy and suggestive right?" She touched her wand in her pocket, "I'd be easy food for a hungry thing that hatches out of a chicken eggs that has been under a toad!" She could not remember the name of the creature, or why a toad would sit on a egg, but she knew it was a dangerous thing, rated XXXXXXX in that school text book about magic animals.

(Wc 276)

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MAGGIE HAWKINS

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interacting with: @Clair Fernandez mentioning:

November 2, 2021

XXXX"I know that!" Maggie hissed, rolling her eyes so hard she feared it may give her a headache. It wasn't as if she were entirely deft! No, Maggie was aware that in the delicate position in which they found themselves, time was of the essence. They weren't supposed to be up so late, not now, not at this hour, and Maggie hadn't been prepared to sneak out in the company of someone else. In fact, Maggie had tried to leave at the very moment that she knew nobody else would be awake to see her. It hadn't been difficult whatsoever. For all the students that decorated the halls of Hogwarts with green and silver clothing, there were little to none who resided in the dormitory of Pansy Parkinson. Which, while often lonely and disappointing, had proven to be beneficial for the situation at hand. Except for the fact that somehow, someway, Clair Fernandez had been wandering the very same halls that Maggie had been. Prior to this, they'd never met. It was a sheer twist of luck, of coincidence, that the girls had encountered one another at this hour. Any worry that Maggie had dissipated, however, when Clair claimed she recognized her. Maggie? Recognizable? Did people see her in the hallways and remember her face, her gait, her stature? The very concept made Maggie glow with pride. Even in her pajamas, lacking the robes which would otherwise identify her as a member of the noble house of Slytherin, someone recognized her. Recognized Margaret Joyce Hawkins. There were bigger things at hand. "Maggie. That's m' name," she greeted, but her hands stayed stuffed in the pockets of her pajama pants. "And I'm down here because my dormitories are just over there. It makes sense to me. You, on the other hand," Maggie eyed Clair up and down, "Aren't a Slytherin. I haven't seen you before." Ah, so that was what it was. Clair was also searching for the elusive Chamber of Secrets. Maggie had little to no hope that she'd even find it, but that was no matter. The search mattered just as much as the endpoint! "The Chamber of Secrets? I'm searching for that, too! Do you think there's really a basilisk down there?"

"are all Slytherins spiky?" She asked with a wide smile, only joking when she said that. "My sisters are both Slytherins one, Belle, has graduated but Izzy is still here. She is in her third year"
She scratched her head,
"and no, I'm a Ravenclaw, from like the other side of this castle" she smiled again, "It's a long trek to get here without being seen, and a long trek back too."
Clair thought for a moment "Well, there must be one, at least maybe even more, never know. I mean what else would make Moaning Myrtle be well Moaning Myrtle? If your searching too then we should look together! I mean I don't think we will ever find it, because well you know." She shrugged, did it matter if she never found it? No not really if she never found it then it was no big loss or anything, tomorrow there was no classes so she could sleep in and make up for staying up half the nigh anyway. "what do you think Maggie? Should we look together? We are kind of the sane really, I mean we are doing the same thing at the exact same time." She said with a small grin.
(wc 206)
@Maggie Hawkins
OCC note: I am very sorry from replying so late!