Navigating the castle Closed

Date: 28 September 2020
Time: After dinner about 19:00
Interacting with: @Alina Rosier

It had been another busy day for Molly. Although she’d been at Hogwarts for a few weeks now her body clock was still getting used to the demands of everyday. Although she had been use to attending school in the muggle world this felt different somehow. She wondered if it was because she didn’t get to go home after each day so she was constantly at school and therefore felt like she would constantly need to be learning or doing something constructive. Molly had definitely found it difficult to allow herself to have some downtime and relax.

This evening Molly had eaten dinner in the great hall after her last class and had made her way to the library to do some extra reading. She’d had defense against the dark arts earlier in the day and she wanted to read up on some of the things that she wasn’t too sure about. After spending and about and hour and a half amongst the books trying to absorb some of the knowledge she checked out a book and decided to head back to the Hufflepuff common room to read some more.

Molly hadn’t experienced too much difficulty getting around the castle in her first few weeks of being a student at Hogwarts, however, most of the time she was following her fellow first students to and from their classes. It was as though they were each other’s collective guides. All of them lost but not lost at the same time. Having spent several evenings in the library Molly was pretty sure that she could find her way back to her common room without any fuss.

Tonight however, she was paying less attention than normal as she kept her nose in the book she had checked out. She was so fascinated by the subject of defense against the dark arts that Molly was barely aware of the other students around her, her feet working on autopilot and guiding her towards the her destination. Or so she had thought. After walking for what felt like an extraordinarily long time, Molly became very conscious of the fact that the hubbub of her fellow students had died away and everything seemed unusually quiet.

Pulling the book down Molly looked around, she was in a corridor that she didn’t recognise, she viewed the paintings on the wall and none of them looked familiar. Molly had no clue where she was or how to get to the common room now. Taking a deep breath she reminded herself not to panic, that wasn’t going to help the situation and besides she wasn’t in any danger. She slipped the book into her school bag. ”That will teach me not to pay attention to where I’m going” she mumbled furiously to herself. Molly turned around on the spot and began walking in the direction of where she thought she had come from.

Molly continued to follow the corridor until she came to a corner, as she rounded it she recognised the portraits on the wall as those that she had just seen in the unknown corridor. Exasperated she threw her hands up in the air. ”What on earth” she said trying to figure out where she had gotten turned around.

Molly tried and tried and tried again for about twenty minutes, but she always seemed to end up in the same spot. She was really frustrated now and she had a desire to cry but she convinced herself to remain strong and try to think about it logically, although is there any logic to the magic of Hogwarts. Realising that she needed to take a minute Molly leaned against one of the corridor walls and sunk to the floor where she closed her eyes for a moment trying to recall the movements of her feet. She hadn’t seen any other students for a while and she wasn’t sure if anyone was going to appear who could help her so she had to try and figure this out for herself. If she didn’t wasn’t there a risk that she could be stuck there forever?