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It was a cold, windy day, and large black thunder clouds hung over the castle which was Hogwarts New Zealand.
Ellie clambered through the Portrait hole, in a pair of old jeans and and a blue baggy jumper she had flung on moments before, after getting out of her bed. She should have been up long ago, it was just after lunch time, but she had woken up that morning in a mood even worst than she had been in the day before! There wasn't much of a reason for her mood, there was nothing wrong with her, she was just totally and utterly fed up. Fed up of her life. She felt like nothing exciting ever happened to her, while other students had plently happen to them. She was simply bored and annoyed, drained of self-confidence and energy, not in her usual bubbly, friendly mood.
Her eyes dull, rid of their usual sparkle, she began to climb the stairs to the North Tower. She wanted to go there because any time she had been there before it had been empty, or mostly empty.
She'd always felt like the climb to the tower had taken hours, but today she barely noticed, she wasn't very observant.
Taking the last few steps two at a time, she arrived there and looked around herself, it was empty. Strolling over to the large window, she stared out at the dull grounds and pulled herself up onto the wide sill. Sliding her legs up under her chin, she placed her crossed arms on top of them and lay her head against the glass of the window. Suddenly, a roar of thunder came, not the loudest or the longest, but still a roll of thunder, the type which came near the start of a thunder storm. Ellie didn't flinch an inch.
Ellie clambered through the Portrait hole, in a pair of old jeans and and a blue baggy jumper she had flung on moments before, after getting out of her bed. She should have been up long ago, it was just after lunch time, but she had woken up that morning in a mood even worst than she had been in the day before! There wasn't much of a reason for her mood, there was nothing wrong with her, she was just totally and utterly fed up. Fed up of her life. She felt like nothing exciting ever happened to her, while other students had plently happen to them. She was simply bored and annoyed, drained of self-confidence and energy, not in her usual bubbly, friendly mood.
Her eyes dull, rid of their usual sparkle, she began to climb the stairs to the North Tower. She wanted to go there because any time she had been there before it had been empty, or mostly empty.
She'd always felt like the climb to the tower had taken hours, but today she barely noticed, she wasn't very observant.
Taking the last few steps two at a time, she arrived there and looked around herself, it was empty. Strolling over to the large window, she stared out at the dull grounds and pulled herself up onto the wide sill. Sliding her legs up under her chin, she placed her crossed arms on top of them and lay her head against the glass of the window. Suddenly, a roar of thunder came, not the loudest or the longest, but still a roll of thunder, the type which came near the start of a thunder storm. Ellie didn't flinch an inch.