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- OOC First Name
- Jesse
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- Mixed Blood
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- Brodie
- Wand
- Curly 14 Inch Pliable Mahogany Wand with Phoenix Tail Feather Core
- Age
- August 11, 2010 (49)
Aeon wandered aimlessly down the corridor, having just snuck out of the Gryffindor Common Room. It was around 2 o'clock in the morning, so most, if not all the other students were asleep in their dormitory's, probably dreaming about things like Quidditch, or having Nightmares about Professor Styx. Either way, Aeon still had the castle to himself. Good thing the school doesn't have people patrolling the corridors at night. Or maybe they do, but you can't see them because they have some super-great adult wizard spell so no one can see or hear them. That'd be pretty cool actually. He thought, accidentally bumping into a portrait of a man and waking him up. Aeon quickly apologized, hoping the man didn't start shouting out and alerting all the other portraits on the corridor. Luckily, the man seemed to calm down a bit.
Once the portrait had fallen asleep, Aeon moved on, more slowly this time, his bare feet hardly making a sound. He hadn't bothered getting dressed, so was moving along in nothing but his boxer shorts. It's not like he'd ever been caught before, so he knew he didn't really have anything to worry about.
Aeon reached a portrait hole near the end of the corridor which was one of the ones he used as a shortcut to the Lower Levels. He climbed in noiselessly before making his way along to other holes. Soon, he had reached the kitchens where the elves had happily given him a mug of hot chocolate, topped with marshmallows. No cream though, Aeon hated cream.
The way back to the Seventh Floor was slightly harder, seeing as Aeon couldn't use the portrait holes while holding a mug in case he spilt hot chocolate over himself, which, as the name stated, was hot. Luckily, he didn't meet anyone along the way except for a few ghosts, though they didn't seem to notice him. It was completely dark, and they didn't expect to see anyone, so they didn't.
Aeon let out a small sigh as he stood at the end of the corridor. This castle needs some elevators. He thought, then remembered they couldn't use technology here. They should find a way to make a teleportation pad at least. Or maybe make the stairs more escalator-like. Then more students would probably be able to get to classes on time. Perhaps I should make a complaint... Aeon's thoughts were interrupted as he heard something close by. This time, it wasn't a portrait. "Who's there?" Aeon called out into the darkness, then realized that was a stupid thing to do. What if it's a Professor? Or maybe even..A DEATH EATER! Yeah, come to kidnap me because I'm so darn talented and awesome that they need me on their side. Dammit, where's my wand when I need it? Or a frying pan. I should have grabbed one from the kitchens. Smack to the face and he'd be out cold. Unless it's a female Death Eater. Wait, are there female death eaters?
Once the portrait had fallen asleep, Aeon moved on, more slowly this time, his bare feet hardly making a sound. He hadn't bothered getting dressed, so was moving along in nothing but his boxer shorts. It's not like he'd ever been caught before, so he knew he didn't really have anything to worry about.
Aeon reached a portrait hole near the end of the corridor which was one of the ones he used as a shortcut to the Lower Levels. He climbed in noiselessly before making his way along to other holes. Soon, he had reached the kitchens where the elves had happily given him a mug of hot chocolate, topped with marshmallows. No cream though, Aeon hated cream.
The way back to the Seventh Floor was slightly harder, seeing as Aeon couldn't use the portrait holes while holding a mug in case he spilt hot chocolate over himself, which, as the name stated, was hot. Luckily, he didn't meet anyone along the way except for a few ghosts, though they didn't seem to notice him. It was completely dark, and they didn't expect to see anyone, so they didn't.
Aeon let out a small sigh as he stood at the end of the corridor. This castle needs some elevators. He thought, then remembered they couldn't use technology here. They should find a way to make a teleportation pad at least. Or maybe make the stairs more escalator-like. Then more students would probably be able to get to classes on time. Perhaps I should make a complaint... Aeon's thoughts were interrupted as he heard something close by. This time, it wasn't a portrait. "Who's there?" Aeon called out into the darkness, then realized that was a stupid thing to do. What if it's a Professor? Or maybe even..A DEATH EATER! Yeah, come to kidnap me because I'm so darn talented and awesome that they need me on their side. Dammit, where's my wand when I need it? Or a frying pan. I should have grabbed one from the kitchens. Smack to the face and he'd be out cold. Unless it's a female Death Eater. Wait, are there female death eaters?