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- Zephie
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- 1/2035 (27)
At first, Elio that thought it to be a good idea to try and scale the outside wall of Hogwarts. It was an old building, leaving plenty of handholds and small gaps in the brick that would elevate the Gryffindor upwards, and while he had no destination in mind he'd taken to it like a fish in water, scaling the wall almost to the height of a fully grown giant, before his brown eyes accidentally glanced downwards. Remembering his fear of heights, he clung to the wall, his pulse racing in his chest and his hands becoming instantly sweaty as his stomach dropped beneath him. He loved to climb and feel the progress of moving through higher, but falling was out of the question. The anxiety of the drop below had the Gryffindor frozen against the side of the building, and while there was a small platform he could likely shimmy his way across to, the thought of dropping ten feet out the sky had him fixed, every muscle unwilling to cooperate.
There wasn't even anyone near by, or at least not close enough for him to call out to, what had he been thinking? Moving only his eyes as he considered that if he shifted his weight just a centimetre, something would give way, he contemplated his options. The first year couldn't really think straight in this position, and his arms and legs were quickly tiring through a mixture of strength and fear, and he knew he would have to do something soon. Either he would end up on the ledge or the floor, and one was certainly more preferable to the other. Taking a few seconds to catch his courage, he could feel himself slipping as he propelled himself forward, reaching out to grab at the ledge, however with such slippy hands he missed completely, and for a few second he grappled at thin air as he felt himself falling.
It was only a few seconds, and only a few feet, but it felt like eternity until his body collided with the floor. He groaned under the pain, although it wasn't anything worse than he'd experienced before. No doubt he'd soon forget his own fear once again and be back up the wall, but taking a few seconds to make sure he was all in one piece, he called out in case anyone was nearby. "Zephyr down, requesting back up." He lifted a hand to his face, at least his glasses would be fine. He didn't need to explain to his parents how he'd managed to break a third pair in two months.
There wasn't even anyone near by, or at least not close enough for him to call out to, what had he been thinking? Moving only his eyes as he considered that if he shifted his weight just a centimetre, something would give way, he contemplated his options. The first year couldn't really think straight in this position, and his arms and legs were quickly tiring through a mixture of strength and fear, and he knew he would have to do something soon. Either he would end up on the ledge or the floor, and one was certainly more preferable to the other. Taking a few seconds to catch his courage, he could feel himself slipping as he propelled himself forward, reaching out to grab at the ledge, however with such slippy hands he missed completely, and for a few second he grappled at thin air as he felt himself falling.
It was only a few seconds, and only a few feet, but it felt like eternity until his body collided with the floor. He groaned under the pain, although it wasn't anything worse than he'd experienced before. No doubt he'd soon forget his own fear once again and be back up the wall, but taking a few seconds to make sure he was all in one piece, he called out in case anyone was nearby. "Zephyr down, requesting back up." He lifted a hand to his face, at least his glasses would be fine. He didn't need to explain to his parents how he'd managed to break a third pair in two months.