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- Beth
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- Hawthorn Wood, 12" Essence of Dragon Heartstring
It was March. The very real sort of March which was mostly filled with rain and boredom. It was two in the afternoon and Durmstrang was near silent, the rain drumming heavily against the window pains. A room in one tower, had been taken over by the students during the downpour of rain. Games like wizard chess, gob stones and cards, had all been set out. Of course, the options being so slim, one student in particular, could not suppress his boredom. Why couldn't they fly their brooms around the castle? It had only been three days since his last, month-long detention, had ended, yet, Zdravko Olaf was considering risking it all.
And, why should Zdravko care for his 'freedom'? It wasn't like there was anything to do, anymore, all his classmates having matured and gone to focusing on exams. He just wanted to have some fun.. But then, his ideas had altered, a lot; he had once had a long-distance relationship with a really fun sort of girl.. But it had dissolved with the lack of communication, and Zdravko had become single, once again. It wasn't as if he could write to the girl- he had always struggled to put his thoughts and feelings into words. Then again, it wasn't like he had many thoughts and feelings. He stood up from his perch on the window ledge, and walked from the classroom. He just wanted some fun.
Zdravko travelled along the corridors, a little way, coming to one darker than the others. The rain on the window at the far end, spread a dripping shadow along the corridor. Zdravko didn't notice any of this, but what he did notice, was a line of dead-looking spiders, all along the wall. He stepped forward to examine one, giving it a prod with his index finger; It was certainly dead. He stared at it for a moment, before turning his head, getting the feeling that he was being watched. His eyes skimmed the corridor, seeing a dark figure by the large window.
And, why should Zdravko care for his 'freedom'? It wasn't like there was anything to do, anymore, all his classmates having matured and gone to focusing on exams. He just wanted to have some fun.. But then, his ideas had altered, a lot; he had once had a long-distance relationship with a really fun sort of girl.. But it had dissolved with the lack of communication, and Zdravko had become single, once again. It wasn't as if he could write to the girl- he had always struggled to put his thoughts and feelings into words. Then again, it wasn't like he had many thoughts and feelings. He stood up from his perch on the window ledge, and walked from the classroom. He just wanted some fun.
Zdravko travelled along the corridors, a little way, coming to one darker than the others. The rain on the window at the far end, spread a dripping shadow along the corridor. Zdravko didn't notice any of this, but what he did notice, was a line of dead-looking spiders, all along the wall. He stepped forward to examine one, giving it a prod with his index finger; It was certainly dead. He stared at it for a moment, before turning his head, getting the feeling that he was being watched. His eyes skimmed the corridor, seeing a dark figure by the large window.