- Messages
- 5,286
- OOC First Name
- Mia
- Wand
- Oak 14 3/4" with an Essence of Raven Feather core.
- Age
- 53 (11/2009)
elvera had spent the day in her office cleaning. she had noticed recently that the room never stayed clean for long. it was almost as though she blinked twice and another cobweb had sprung up somewhere. it wasn't that she was particually bothered by them or that she was ever a overly clean person. there is nothin wrong with a cobweb or two. the spiders keep the flies and mosquitos down. and the odd one in the corner was almost a bit of an aesthetic. the witch in the tower. looking at the future and fortune. but at them moment there seemed to be far more than usual. it reminded her that she would have to ask Catherine if there was anything going on with the house elves. maybe that was the reason her tower was not getting cleaned as frequently as usual. aside from the cobwebs when she had opened her office door this morning to the sound of thousands of tiny threads breaking she had felt a distinct feeling of dread. as if all of the small creatures had been working hard to keep her in the room protected from whatever lay outside. of course, the put that thought aside. it was just the oddity of the cobwebs and the overall tension that always surrounded the school as exams approached.
she had gone about her day as normal. putting away thoughts of cobwebs and unease into the far corners of her brain where cobwebs belonged and set her mind on classes for the day until she found herself in the great hall eating her dinner when that feeling of unease rippled through the hall again. she couldn't track where it had come from but it was there. she shook her head slightly as if the motion would dislodge the thought before turning to the table In front of her focusing on deciding what to eat
she had gone about her day as normal. putting away thoughts of cobwebs and unease into the far corners of her brain where cobwebs belonged and set her mind on classes for the day until she found herself in the great hall eating her dinner when that feeling of unease rippled through the hall again. she couldn't track where it had come from but it was there. she shook her head slightly as if the motion would dislodge the thought before turning to the table In front of her focusing on deciding what to eat