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- Jess
It had taken Ashlynn at least a full hour to get from the Slytherin dungeons to the seventh floor. She had stopped counting after the first hour. Heck, it had almost taken her an hour to get out of the winding halls of the dungeons! She wondered how she was going to survive the next seven years here, even though she figured that she'd get used to all the twists and turns after a while. She chuckled as she remembered her first day, when she'd gone from floor three to floor four on six different staircases because she couldn't remember which one she'd gone up or down and where she was at all. A few seconds later, she walked straight into a wall, bumping her forehead. Ashlynn frowned. Today was seriously not her day. But she hoped seeing Cherie would cheer her up. That's what she had come up here for in the first place.
She hadn't seen her childhood friend since that day before school, when she and Cherie and Collin had all met in the park, by coincidence. After asking around at school, some Gryffindors told her with glares that Cherie had been sorted into Gryffindor. Ashlynn still didn't understand the Gryffindor-Slytherin hate thing, but she sure got the point that a good number of Gryffindors hated Slytherins and vice versa. That point was made clearer as a few passing Gryffindor girls glared in her direction. Well, maybe it was sort of her fault for hanging around the seventh floor, where she knew the Gryffindor common room was. She just didn't know exactly where, but she sure hoped she was getting close.
She hadn't seen her childhood friend since that day before school, when she and Cherie and Collin had all met in the park, by coincidence. After asking around at school, some Gryffindors told her with glares that Cherie had been sorted into Gryffindor. Ashlynn still didn't understand the Gryffindor-Slytherin hate thing, but she sure got the point that a good number of Gryffindors hated Slytherins and vice versa. That point was made clearer as a few passing Gryffindor girls glared in her direction. Well, maybe it was sort of her fault for hanging around the seventh floor, where she knew the Gryffindor common room was. She just didn't know exactly where, but she sure hoped she was getting close.