Lost in the Dungeons

[Indiana Night]

Indiana walked along the corridors trying to figure out how to get out of the dark and creepy place. She wasn't sure how she had found her way into the Dungeon in the first place. She was just looking around the school and doing general first year exploring. But as she walked along the Dungeon halls she wished she had brought someone with her. This seemed to be a place were bullies could lurk and spiders dwell. Stopping where she was she looked both ways, she was at the crossroads of two hallways. It was a strange and confusing place for her. Indiana was getting upset with being stuck in this confusing place. Looking all three ways in which she could take she wasn't feeling like any of them were the right one to go down. Tears flowed from her eyes and her vision began to cloud over.

Frustrated with the whole thing she flung herself down onto the ground and lent up against the wall. Thinking back she looked around the area and realized she had come down this way before. Feeling even more lost she grab a hold of her legs and tucked them up against herself. Putting her head on her knees she tried to calm herself down. Once her breath wasn't brusting out of chest anymore her ears opened up and she began to hear the strange noises. One kept repeated itself and seemed to be getting louder. To her it almost sounded like footsteps. It was footsteps she realized as a dark figure came into her vision at the end of the visable hallway. Her heart began to quicken not sure if this was going to be a good incounter or not. She hoped the person could get her out of the place.

 

[Minoas Stratis]

Minoas was in the mood for a short walk that evening. Tommorow was going to be the first day of the semester meaning that classes would once more resume. Except from transfiguration class, he wasn't really excited about this when he was still feeling that he needed more time away from school. His holidays in Egypt, although an experience of a lifetime, weren't just enough to make him miss Hogwarts like he did in the past. This lack of enthusiasm could be also explained because of the absence of his best friend. Briar Rowan used to give a special note in that place and Minoas' hadn't accepted well her graduation. He knew that they could hang out during Brightstone weekends and holiday breaks but it wasn't quite the same. The changes for the young lion weren't limited there, he had also changed physiognomically. He had got rid of his side swept hairstyle and now his light golden brown hair were shorter and spiky. His voice was no longer that of a child, it had gotten deeper, more of a young man rather than a child. What seemed to be the most prominant change on him from last year, was his height. Everytime he was leaving Hogwarts, he seemed to be returning taller as if his mother's homemade food had something to do with it. He was already quite tall for his age and at this rate he wasn't going to stop soon from getting taller.

He began his long stroll from Gryffindor's common room, hands in pockets and head in the clouds. It was more like his legs were guding him somewhere rather than having a specific route in mind. Contrary, his mind was full of other things such Quidditch practices, lessons and his animagus training. He wasn't quite informed for the amount of work he had to do when he signed up for this kind of training but he had promised to himself and to his father that he was going to stop for now his spell crafting activities and focus on his animagus training. There was enough of argument between the fourth year and his father but in the end he had to agree with his father that his newest hobby could be dangerous if he was going to continue while he wasn't yet an experienced wizard. Minoas signed with that thought and he realized that his thoughts had taken him in the darkest corner of the castle. The dungeons.

He looked around him the dim-lit corridors which were silent and empty. He remembered at his first year that he had tried to locate Slytherin's common room and he cracked a smile. He used to be such a silly kid and with that thought he shook his head. A noise dragged him out of his childhood's memories. He froze on the spot and used his hearing to confirm that he had heard correctly. It sounded like a sob but he could be wrong. The structure of this stone corridors could distort a mouse's sqweek to a lion's roar.
He decided to find the source of that sound without masking his arrival, letting the sound of his footsteps echoe in the empty corridors. He hoped that it was going to be a slytherin that was looking for troubles. He was too stressed with what the following day were holding for him that he wanted to unleash his tention in some way and what was better from jinxing someone that was asking for it. However, as he was growing closer to the source of the sound, it no longer looked like a smug, Slytherin brat. A defenseless, young girl was sat against the wall, agony behind the tears that had filled her eyes. Quite disappointed that it wasn't a sixth year slytherin bully, he thought of leaving quitely the girl. It wasn't his job to take care of younger students, he wasn't a prefect. But as he was standing there hesitant to stay or turn his back on her, he decided to ask at least what seemed to be the issue.
"Hey there." his voice broke the abnormal silence that was lingering in the stone corridors. "Everything's alright?" he asked the girl as soflty as he could with a smile on his feature in an attempt to show as less intimitating as possible.

 

[Indiana Night]

Indiana did not like the feeling of being lost in the dark and creepy place. She was sure that once she was out she'd never come back again. As the person began to speak to her. Her sobs had already calmed down and there was only silence before he broke it. He had a smile on his face and so she figured he wasn't going to be some bully there to pick on her. Standing up the young girl leaned against the wall still wary of the guy in the hallway with her. "I. I'm lost," she finally admitted to the older student. Hoping that he was a Prefect or otherwise a really nice student, Indiana told him the truth of being lost. She wasn't the type of person to just trust anyone who came along. She was fully capable in being able to go up to others her own age and start a conversation. But something about being in a dark dungeon that made her suspicous of anyone that came her way. Crossing her arms on her chest she looked down at the floor as she waited for a reponse from the older studetn embarrassed to have put herself in this situation.

 

[Minoas Stratis]

Was he like that when he was a first year? As far as he could remember, Minoas was never going to just give up in a corner because he couldn't find the way out. Maybe it was just him who used to deal with such kind of situations in a different way. Not everyone was made for the hard life and besides, this girl could be in that state because someone could have bullied her. Quite possible since they were in slytherins' liar.
"Is that so?" he said always wearing his smile. "Well, I don't blame you. This place is quite the maze." he nodded as he looked around them the shadows that were creeping in the end of the corridors. "It's your lucky day though. It happens to know this place quite well." he gave her hope. It was nothing for him. Of course it was impossible to know the way by heart when this place seemed to be constantly changing, almost magically but he could recognize some specific signs that could lead him out of there.

"So are you going to follow? What's your name?" he asked the girl with a compassionate smile. He didn't know that he was going to enjoy helping people after all.