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Demi Zephyr

gearhead ⚙️ will fight back; epistemological
 
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OOC First Name
Zephie
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Single (Not Looking)
Wand
Straight 18 Inch Flexible Pear Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
Age
09/2050 (12)
Demi knew the door had to be around here somewhere. It was only the second night she'd spent in the castle so perhaps if any prefects or professors caught her wandering around the school at night she would be forgiven. It wasn't as though they'd been given a map on their introductions, and even though there was a tour of the school this place was bigger than anything she'd ever seen before, she was bound to get lost sometimes. She was wandering around what she thought was the seventh floor, trying her best to find the steps to the towers. It didn't help that when the Ravenclaws had been led up towards them last night, she'd slipped away and thus missed the correct turning. Finding it herself later last night had already been a challenge, there was no reason why the Ravenclaws had to walk so many flights of stairs.

It was dark and almost silent as Demi cursed herself, padding down the center of the corridor. How had her father found his way when he was here? Her mom had had an easier time in Hufflepuff, but she felt a little comfort that there would have been a time when her dad had struggled like this too. She should have come up earlier when students were mingling around, but Demi had been too busy pottering to bother with going to sleep. She didn't need much sleep to wake bright and early and even though classes would be starting soon, she had no intention of getting a good night's rest.
 

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