The Mess You Made PV Detention fin

There she was, yet again. Serving another detention with Aurelia. Emma's feet carried her sluggishly throughout the slightly-empty corridors. Though her eyes remained opened at all times, detention wasn't where she wanted to spend the rest of her day, especially with the accompany of her enemy. Separate detentions would have been pleasant, but alas, maybe the prefects didn't see it that way. Besides, where was the Gryffindor prefect at?

Striving to put together a smile on her face, she couldn't help but grimace every so often. Her soundless footsteps progressed throughout the school, a bit earlier than mentioned. There was no way she wanted to collide into Aurelia in the hallways. That might have gotten her another detention, or worse, expelled from Hogwarts. Out of all the locations in Hogwarts, of course, it were the restrooms. Not the grounds where the event had formerly occurred, but the restrooms. Bearing shattered stained tiles and grimy sinks, only one plausible idea darted into her head. Cleaning, fabulous. Sure she didn't mind cleaning every so often but she rarely cleaned her own room. Even that seemed much better than cleaning the female restrooms of Hogwarts. She was in for a treat, that was for sure.

Pushing open the door to the lavatory, the Ravenclaw forced a smile on her face and greeted Alexx with a small wave. She wasn't one to hold a grudge (although her quarrel with the Gryffindor said otherwise), especially not to one of her friends. Like every other student placed inside of detention, she couldn't wait to leave.

Great. Emma thought to herself as she peered around the restroom. If these weren't the abandoned bathrooms on the second floor, her standards in school sanitary had tremendously diminished. Not even witchcraft was going to clean this sludge. Trying to look at the positives, she swayed back and forth on her heels, her hands placed behind her back. At least this time she would be helping the school becoming a cleaner place, not drawing pictures that were to be discarded afterward. It was almost like community service now that she had the time to think about it clearly. 

One thing was for certain, she was not touching those toilets. She didn't mind cleaning the restroom itself, but perhaps it was just better to leave the germs in their natural habitat, she didn't have a problem with doing so. This was going to be bad. It was already hard to breathe in the fumes she had probably imagined. Spiders? Sure, but she did not do germs and the bathroom was just crawling with them. Literally. 

"I'm going to assume that we can't wear gloves.." She said in the place of a traditional greeting, letting out a nervous laugh as she looked around the lavatory. What would happen if she got sick, a simple cold, or the flu from the viruses inside of the restroom, the possibilities were practically endless Surely she couldn't go to the Hospital Wing for something simple, but what was the shame in doing so? Mentally, she shook her head and put on a smile. After all Alexx was still her friend, prefect or not. She was just following her own rules just like Emma too had rules she had to follow. That was something the mischievous Ravenclaw could never achieve in her lifetime no matter how hard she tried to.

It was amusing, the contrast between the attitudes of her peers. Emma seemed unphased, for the most part, but Aurelia was still holding on to whatever negative feelings haunted her, in her opinion. This was just as she suspected. "This is just detention, I'm not trying to give you the plague. You are permitted gloves, just not wands." She confirmed, nodding towards all the supplies. "I expect to see my reflection in the floors once all is said and done." Her French accent piped, smirking playfully. Alexx was slightly more lenient with addressing Emma, which might have been slightly biased, but she wouldn't deny that Emma was equally in the wrong, if she had heard the story correct. Both girls would, hopefully, take this day as a token.

She eyed Aurelia, in such a hurry to get to work, probably from the dislike of being forced into a detention with two people whom she seemed to despise. But agreeably, Emma was in a harder position than she was, as Alexx saw herself as being stuck in a dangerous crossfire. Still, it was her job to make sure these things were taken care of. Absolutely no exceptions. And dueling? Christ, how pathetic she thought that was. None the less, she was still stuck here until the job was done. And while that was amusing, and it was true that she had no other place to be, Alexx could only imagine better ways of spending her time. She could have invited that nuisance, Reid, to hang out with her today, for example. Or perhaps she could be talking Quidditch with Finley. But no, she was staring at toilets. At least she wasn't cleaning them.

Making a Hmph! sound, Alexx kept a close eye on the two. It was in her best interests to at least attempt on being the adult in the room, though she almost wished Anastasia could have made it, as she sometimes gets the hint that the young Gryffindor is slightly more stern than she. The Slytherin Prefect was not frightening or harsh, not unless she had to be. At least, no one had ever accused her of being so. Actually, she was quite friendly, in her own personal opinions! But alas, a position can do this to you. And now, she's a child, playing an adult, playing someone who knows what they're doing. Still, she could not shake how amusing this was. The satisfaction of teaching misbehaving students probably would not leave her for a while. But at least she didn't mind her job, anyway.

After a bit of pondering, she sat up."Once you've finished up, if I approve it, you may leave." She announced, flipping some of her hair over her shoulder. She did hope this didn't take too long, as she could only stand the filth for so long. It was displeasing, to say the least. And that, actually, was the very least of what she could say. It was a compliment, even.

"Hallelujah," Emma muttered under her breath as she walked over to the cleaning supplies and immediately put a pair of bright yellow gloves on. They were pretty much her only source of vibrancy in the dull lavatory. She grabbed a brush with huge gigantic bristles and began to scrub the floors, down on her hand and knees, spraying it with a vigorous odor that tickled her nose slightly. Her feet were lifted slightly in the air to prevent dirt from getting on to her robes, and her nose tucked away inside of her shirt, breathing in her own aroma and hot breath. If the brush didn't do its job to kill the bacteria, the smell surely would have helped mask its presence. 

By then, Aurelia had already walked in the doors with a loud bang and she had made sure to throw a glance at her for causing such commotion. Stomping was a great way to show anger, but not the best way to start detention, at least in her opinion. Not even a word had emerged from out of her mouth, not to Alexx nor herself. She didn't know if it was funny or simply just worrying. After all, silence was the worst kind of anger for a girl. Constantly scheming and building up anger, she needed and wanted, to get out of there fast.

After cleaning the center of the floor, the Ravenclaw shifted over to the corner of the restroom, perhaps the worst of all and the farthest from Aurelia. She triggered the cleaning utensil, watching as its containments streamed out its nozzle in the form of a jet. She could see little droplets of the spray ricocheting off the wall and dampening the back of her glove. It was a rather pleasant sight, but it was much better than cleaning the toilets. Being a girl, she knew exactly what those lavatories contained inside of them.

The brunette looked up the window sill and decided that the floor was at least adequately cleaned, some small parts of the floor even sparkled a bit. She pushed herself off the floor and took a look at the yellow gloves on her hands. Throwing a glance at the restroom stalls, she smirked a little bit at Aurelia's anger. It was definitely amusing in her eyes, and her own hidden anger seemed to fade away. Still, she turned back to the window sill and began to scrub the dirt forcefully with her right, dominant hand, her wand swaying in her pocket to her movement.

Almost there... She told herself, though a smirk remained on her face imagining how the journal looked now. It was hard to stop herself from gazing out of the window. Sure the window had its spots and, depending on the location from which she stood, it was hard to see out of, but it was a much better sight than the restroom. At least the odor had been replaced by a fresh lemony aroma. It was still terrible, just as bad as a boy that put on too much cologne, but it was an improvement, no matter how badly she wanted to complain. She cleaned the glass until it was possible to see out of, that's when she stopped for a moment. Looking down at the ground, she stood on the tips of her toes and tapped silently against the wood. Compared to the students down there, her day was going terribly. It was winter. Maybe afterward, she could go down to the grounds and have a snowball fight with one of her friends. Well, hopefully.

Emma walked over to the bucket of cleaning utensils and dropped in both the brush and the spray bottle before turning to Alexx. There was only one word that came to mind. "Done."

OOC: I haven't had the time to finish this thread, but to put it into perspective:
Alexx allowed both girls to leave, satisfied with their work. She smirked to herself a few more times, having to watch Aurelia scrub away. That was enough cleaning for one day. Now, she would return to her common room and go about her way, the same as Aurelia and Emma.
This thread is now closed, and consider the detention completed.