A Message

[Janey Pascot]

Janey had a plan for today. She would take a trip round the school, popping off a various locations, such as the library and the quidditch pitch. She'd heard many people talking about quidditch, including her brothers, but she wanted to see what the fuss was all about herself.

She had recieved mail from the family owl that morning, as as she sat in the antiquated lavatory, she found it peaceful, even if it was a little bit of a strange place to be. She sat with her back against the wall, and a letter open in her lap. She read it quietly to herself. Even though she'd managed to make a number of friends already, it didn't stop her missing home. She smiled to herself as she read additional notes from her father and older brothers. They would be going back to their schools soon too, and Janey realized just how long it would be until she saw her family again.

As she came to the end of her letter, she stood up and unlocked the door of the cubicle she'd been hiding in. Outside it appeared to be empty, and folding up the letter she placed it neatly into her robe pocket, before walking over to the basin and washing her hands and face, and looking up to stare at her reflection for a moment. She would be fine this year. Janey had been waiting a very long time to join this school, and now she was here, she was going to make sure she did herself and her family proud.

 

[Aramis Devitt]

Aramis checked no one was looking and retrieved the stink bombs from his pocket. He quickly threw on the floor of the fifth floor corridor and started chuckling quietly waiting for the next person to walk past. Then like a wave the smell hit him. It was absolutely horrific, the worst smell the young first year had ever smelt! Gagging and coughing, Aramis reached for the nearest door and pulled, thankfully it was open. He rushed inside and slammed it behind him. He leaned back against the door relieved he couldn't smell the stink bombs any more. He finally took in his surroundings. Surprise hit him as he realized he was in the bathroom and there was a girl standing in front of the mirror. "Urrr..." he said out loud his thoughts rushing. He could quickly exit the room to save him any further embarrassment but Aramis also knew the smell outside would still be extremely overpowering. "I.. err.." he stuttered trying to find a way to explain himself.

 

[Janey Pascot]

Janey blinked at her eyes in the reflection, and looked into the brown pools as she wondered what she was going to get out of even just the first year here, subconsiously blocking out the mayhem of the sounds outside the bathroom door. Right now she didn't mind what was happening around her, because in here she was feeling safe. It seemed Hogwarts had that effect on you, and made you feel welcomed and at home.

She looked up on hearing the door to the toilets click shut, and stared as a boy around her own age was leaning against it, mumbling to himself, prehaps her, she wasn't sure, and obviously feeling a little awkward. Janey stood up straight, continuing to stare at the boy, waiting for him to say whatever it was that was on his mind. She watched him closely, waiting, and wondering what he'd been hiding from in here. "Are you alright?" she asked curious to know what he wanted here.