Closed Lila Moon meets Jeff pv Renelle Dalton

It was no secret to most of the human population that a lot of fears were irrational. There were way too many types of phobias to count, from Acrophobia (fears of heights) to some of the more eccentric ones, such as Anthrophobia, fear of water. No matter how much Renelle studied them, she simply could not fantom what it was about these brightly coloured blooms that made them terrifying in the slightest.

But maybe she wasn’t meant to, for that was the base of this sort of thing- they were not meant to make sense. And at any rate, it wasn’t like all these different things that various people found scary affected her life in any way, which was why she had never really taught about them. Until today, that is.

It started out like any other Saturday- Renelle had decided to ignore the heaps of homework that seemed to stare at her ominously despite being stuffed deep inside her bag, without the slightest hint of getting a breath of fresh air anytime soon. Instead of being productive, she was wandering around the seemingly endless halls of the castle, without much purpose or a destination in mind.

It made sense, with her just starting at Hogwarts a little more than a month earlier, that she would find herself a stranger to most parts of the school. She’d heard that there were some students of senior years who knew the place like the back of their hand, though she found it difficult to imagine herself ever achieving a similar level of familiarity.

She sighed, hand straining unconsciously toward a bulge in the pocket of her robes, where a quivering lump was clearly visible. Who knew, perhaps she would be able to know about every room Hogwarts had to offer by the end of the year. Unlikely, though.

Suddenly, the Ravenclaw stopped, looking around at her surroundings. It seemed that somehow, observed in her thoughts and musings, the girl had strayed to the Small Hall. She hadn’t been here much before, which made it difficult to fathom how her brain could have decided to bring her here.

But she was now, and literally anything sounded better than facing the terrifying monster known as homework. Heading pass the doors into the room, Renelle fished around in her pockets. He couldn’t hide forever- “Aha!” She cringed. In her triumph at kidnapping her poor pet, she might have voiced that a bit louder than was necessary.

Attempting discretion, she inched toward the portrait-lined walls of the place, several of whom were glaring at her with judgmental expressions. Carefully, she lifted the pink Pygmy puff known as Jeff out of his little hiding place. “Finally getting a bit of fresh air, you are.” She muttered down at him, attempting the same condemnatory look as her dear portrait friends, but falling short by several hundred metres. “I know we’re vampires, but it’s healthy once in a while.”

Or maybe not, for this was the calm before the storm. Renelle would soon find out that a Pygmy puff, a ball, and a cat playing with said ball all in the same place… Was a very bad idea indeed.

Interacting with @Linda Ramirez