Well, Hello To You Too

@Anna Washington @Autumn Agapov @Youssuf Baid @Cody Stevnson @Della Barfield

She was greeted by Yousuff, who made mention of their constant meeting. More people began entering, much to the young first years surprise. First a girl with dark inky hair, and then a young boy who seemed to be on the run, claiming to have tripped someone. Edme was taken aback by that statement, what with how happily he said it. They presumed he had a reason, though the crack of doubt shook her a bit.

Edme had conformed to silence as the conversation began slowly escalating. She felt quite apparent as the fight began, a foolish quarrel between the two equally foolish people. For first impressions, Cody was certainly a character.

They slipped out of the way, a look of sudden fear on her face. Yousuff was quite quick with his motion, mentioning something about Cody being the first to cause him to drop blood in a long time. It reminded her of a reclusive character from a book of theirs, the character being trained from a young age to be a great warrior. They presumed this situation was a tad different.

The girl with the inky hair spoke up about wishing to see Moaning Myrtle. Edme considered this, quite enjoying as well as fearing the idea of encountering the dead. They were going off of rumors, so the true exterior of the girl was far off to Edme. Before she could consider simply going back to the dorms and sleeping, the girl offered Edme tag along.

The Ravenclaw had two options. One, she denies the invite and lives in regret of what the adventure may have brought. On the latter, she could walk on off to find a dead person, and potentially find herself scarred from the encounter, never to step foot in the toilets again, potentially even the normal lavatory. But, as mentioned before, they were bored.

"I... suppose, it couldn't harm anyone." Edme croaked out, a strange feeling as their Scottish accent popped out into the air after not having spoken for quite some time after arrival. She mused their options, still deciding on meeting the ghost. "Sure. Yes, sure."

She hoped she wouldn't rue this decision

[font=century gothic]"I'm sorry. WHAT? So... If I were to break something in this abandoned bathroom, you'd kill me? Heh. Nice try. Fall girl." Cody said, saying Autumn's name in a different way. Perhaps to offend her. Perhaps in a way to slightly ignore stupid comments people would make about him outside the Toilets, if they were doing so.

But just for an attempt of tackling Youssuf, he got dragged across the room and thrown against the wall. How humiliating. And Baid was yammering on about Cody cutting him? Utter load of crap. Nevertheless, he was someone Cody considered a friend, but it seemed that he was falling down the line quickly, and if he threw Cody again, he'd be a rival, and if again, he'd be an enemy. But seeing as how he liked Youssuf, he would try his hardest to never be enemies with the boy. No matter how cruel he may be.

"Wait. Ya'll are in search for a Chamber of Secrets- wouldn't you need a Parsel- whatever. I think it was said already. I really don't think that'd be such a good idea. Take my advice or I'll go after y'all too. I'm not afraid. And I even brought my wand to perform my sneezing hex on y'all. Please. Don't make me get the prefect. Or a professor." Cody said, sort of hoping for someone to convince Cody that searching for it would be a good idea. [/font]

Youssuf blinked in surprise. He thought Cody would have charged at him again. Huh. Apparently he'd misjudged the little part-goblin. When Cody had tried to tackled him, he'd slipped quite involuntarily into his 'bully-defense' mode, as it were. Even though he was friends with the guy.
Youssuf said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Cody. I didn't mean to be so...ah...cruel or hurtful. It's just that I have...painful memories of being tackled and kicked while down. I slipped into self-defense. If you try that again, I'll try to be more lenient."

He grinned and winked at Cody. Hearing what he said, Youssuf laughed out loud. "Please, Cody. You might be a better wizard, but no one has my talent for strategy. Do you think I'd have come here without a plan? I had a tip about a person who visits this bathroom suspiciously often. According to my records, " he glanced at a notebook that had suddenly appeared in his hand, "she ought to be here in some time."
"By the way, of course you're not AFRAID. I just flung you against a wall, hard. You didn't even yell out. I want to find the Chamber of Secrets cause I heard stories there used to be a dead Basilisk down there."
A faraway look encompassed his eyes. "Can you imagine? Basilisk fangs, bones and skin are unbelievably rare. Priceless. I'd love to have a chance to study them closely; I don't think even Newt Scamander ever saw a Basilisk, even a dead one, up close. Awesome."

Coming back to earth, he came to his feet abruptly. "I wouldn't mind seeing Moaning Myrtle myself. Although I heard she mostly lives in the toilet pipes and the lake. Ah well, I can search the bathroom along the way."
Youssuf started scouring the bathroom for clues.

"Yeah, we can find Chamber of Secrets and Moaning Myrtle together. I heard Myrtle knows many things about Chamber of Secrets. And yes, why not? She was the first one whom Basilik killed. Quite creepy, right?" Anna said, she was much interested in Chamber of Secrets now. But still, they have to find Myrtle first, to know more about it.
"Well, Youssuf, are you sure anyone Parsel will come here? Actually I am quite excited. I never heard Parsel language. They must be a Slytherin, right? Because it's quite special if it's no Slytherin." Anna said, trying to guess who it was, and whoever it was, they were getting late.
"I think we don't have enough time to wait, let's find Myrtle, atleast, gonna get some information." Anna hesitated, "But where do we first start from?"
This was the right thing to think besides all those fights. They must start from a toilet, which way? Anna looked around.
"We don't have much time, we also have our classes, right? Or get ready for the detention." Anna said, seriously, she never got a detention, and if she gets one, she will never go on adventures. It was fun to explore but it is also necessary to learn. They have to start quick, before anyone finds them out. Plus Cody, anyone can come searching for him and find them. What a terrible issue!

[font=century gothic]"Painful my butt. Growing up with Freddy and now five stepbrothers, I think I can deal with pain a little more than you think." Cody said softly, barely audible for Youssuf to hear.

"Listen. I never actually got to trip or bully anyone before, asides from mocking them or inciting a duel without permission quite a few times." He admitted, his eyes went from prewarning to utter darkness. If made Cody feel like there was a storm brewing inside him. He felt slight anger towards Freddy for holding him back.

He let out a half hearted shrill shrieking, letting it reverbrate off of the walls in the bathroom, then ran right towards the sinks. He hoped it was enough to break the sink. More than likely, Cody just ended up hitting his ribs in the run.

He leaned over in pain, his eyes welled up in tears. "Youssuf. Save me. Be responsible for once."

Of course, Cody didn't believe Baid to do so, especially after saying Cody wasn't afraid. Heh, he didn't know everything about Cody now did he?

"Moaning Myrtle? I heard she doesn't exist anymore, as if once the Ballisk was killed, she finally ascended, instead of being stuck as a ghost." [/font]

For whatever reason, the fight ended in a fairly even sided apology, though there was a kind of blank look in Cody's eyes. It was off-putting and a little unsettling to Edme.

The mention of how late it is forced her eyes up in search of a window. Obviously, as a bathroom would, the only window was for light, and it was blurred for privacy. They imagined that even if it were an actual window, with the amount of grime and dirt that collected on its edges, it would still be unusable.

As the inky haired girl brought up detention, Edme's eyes shot over to her, more as a way of agreement or a way of showing how she felt about a detention. It was probably the same for everyone, but they still wanted it to be known that she wouldn't be put in the slammer because of some spur of the moment adventure.

Once again, for some strange, untold reason, Cody took it upon himself to ram himself into the sink, and of course, a painful expression cursed his face and he, once again, for some reason asked Yousuff to help him. And even afterwards, he commented on the state of Myrtle, what with her having ascended after the Basilisk's death.

In a moment of slight extra bravado, the idle Ravenclaw put in, "We should probably figure it out now. That is to say, if you all are that eager. Curfew won't be long from now." Edme especially didn't want the teachers to be cross about a bunch of random children running around the abandoned toilets like chickens who just faced decapitation.

WC:289

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Interaction: @Edme Achillian @Youssuf Baid @Cody Stevenson@Della Barfield@Anna Washington

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Youssuf’s reaction time was insane; within a second he was moving out of Cody’s way, grabbing him by his neck and slamming him into the wall. Autumn winced at the thud, jumping to their feet, ready to intervene should they keep fighting. Luckily, it didn’t seem like they needed to. Yousuf had stopped moving and was saying something about Cody drawing his blood. Tuning him out, Autumn focused instead on what Anna was saying, asking if they wanted to go find Moaning Myrtle. Personally, Autumn had seen the ghost once before, surprising both of them when they opened the bathroom door to find the ghost floating there. Myrtle had promptly disappeared down the pipes, and Autumn hadn’t given the encounter much thought.
Now, they were conflicted. On one hand, finding the ghost (and possibly the chamber of secrets) seemed like quite the adventure, something they could brag to their siblings about. Not that Autumn would. They were way too mature. Totally.
On the other hand, she felt bad for the ghost. Having gone through what Myrtle had must of been awful, and being stuck as a ghost after was a cruel twist of fate. Mulling over the question, Autumn entirely missed Edmes’ agreement, Codys’ taunts, and Youssufs apology. They reached a decision right as Anna reminded them of the time and the impending possibility of detention. Not really something Autumn wanted to experience.
About to speak, they were distanced by Cody mumbling something, eyes darkening before he shrieked, and ran full-force into one of the sinks. Thoroughly stunned Autumn took a step forward. Really, who was this kid?

“Can we all PLEASE stop slamming each other into walls and running into sinks? I mean, really. You’re acting like children.”

Folding their arms across their chest, they glanced between Anna and Youssuf.

“Finding Moaning Myrtle and the Chamber sounds like quite the adventure, but if we are really going to try, we need to hurry. As Anna said, it’s getting dark.”

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@Autumn Agapov | @Edme Achillion | @Youssuf Baid | @Cody Stevenson | @Anna Washington

It was now her nightly routine—Della found herself walking up the staircase to the second floor. Dinner had finished, and instead of following the moving staircases to the Gryffindor tower, Della only took one flight of stairs. She did this in a trance, not giving it too much thought. Not necessarily a magical trance—someone hadn't cast a spell on her or anything—but she was compelled to go to the abandoned toilets.

She had first noticed them a few months ago after leaving the study room, cramming for transfiguration. Even though she was exhausted from learning about atoms and particles and wand movements, she found herself in the abandoned bathroom. It was clearly not usable. But she stood at the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. There was something calming about this room.

So Della's routine began. She'd end each chaotic Hogwarts day, alone, in the abandoned toilets. Upon reflection, she figured she just needed a quiet place, nothing more.

Today was no different. Della opened the door, as she had done so many times before, walked straight to the sink, as she had done so many times before, threw her bag on the floor, as she had done so many times before, and she lifted her head to look in the mirror—wait, something caught her eye. She noticed a small snake engraving on the rusted iron faucet. Strange, she'd never noticed it on previous nights. She felt it with her fingertips, and it seemed to send a tingle through her hand.

Della looked at her reflection. However, the bathroom was different this time. She jumped in surprise.

There were other students in here.

She spun around quickly, cheeks going red. Suddenly, as if someone had turned the room off mute for her, she heard all the noise they were making. How had she not noticed them? She was so embarrassed she couldn't even process who they were, nor could she move or even say anything.

All Della could do was wait for their response to her presence. She had no idea what she walked in on.

"Yes, I agree with you Edme." Anna said. Edme was quite right, in Anna's opinion.
After a next few discussions, Anna said, "Um- yes, I guess it's okay to... well, I surely tell you, we won't be successful until we find a Parsel. And, as Youssuf, you say that a Parsel will come here, we must.... wait? I think no." Anna shrugged. She wasn't able to think of anything.
"What do you think guys?"
All the chattering were going on, as common it was. But suddenly, Anna felt someone else's presence. She removed her mind from the discussions and looked around. Her eyes went to one of the sinks and saw a girl, more taller than Anna.
Anna froze.
She quietly, whispered to Autumn, "Hey, do you notice, someone else is also here!"
Anna didn't knew what to do else or even how to say her fear. She was scared. More than anyone can even think off! How was it possible that they didn't notice the girl. The girl was still standing there, like a statue, her cheeks red. Maybe she is a Prefect? Or...
Anna again whispered to Autumn, "What shall we do? Is she a prefect?"
Anna was quite nervous.

Youssuf smirked at Cody's attempt to break his ribs by smashing himself against a sink. "I ain't got no cure for idiocy, Cody. Responsibility is relative. And, just FYI, we probably gonna break curfew. So those who wanna go can go. Just know that you might be missing out on a once-in-a-lifetime experience."
He watched as the girl he'd been informed about entered the bathroom. Della Barfield, First-year Gryffindor. The aforementioned suspiciously regular presence in the Abandoned Toilets. He glanced at his notebook, and grinned. Exactly on time, too.
She looked at her reflection in a mirror and caressed an iron faucet almost fondly. Then Della noticed the others behind her.
She spun around and her cheeks turned beet red. Youssuf decided to act as the spokesman for their little group, just then. After all, he was the one who originally suspected something.
He stepped forward boldly and said, "Hey, I'm Youssuf Baid. Firstie Gryff, like you. We met, after a fashion, anyway, at the Sorting Feast. You're Della, aren't you? You've been visiting the Toilets with great frequency."
"Anyway, we heard that the Chamber of Secrets was in here. You know anything about that?"
He waited for her response, glancing casually at the faucet she'd touched. Then Youssuf frowned and inspected it more closely, moving deftly around the dumbstruck Della. As he'd imagined! There was a snake engraving on it!
"Yo guys! There's a snake on this tap! I think we just found the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets!" he announced gleefully.
WHOO!