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- Fir Wand 14 1/8" Essence of Sphinx Remains
The silence stretched long enough for one to think there wasn't anyone alive. No one was lingering, except for the dead air that aimlessly floated in the atmosphere. With most students tucked away in their respective dormitories, the hallways and corridors were left to the prefects and several other professors to scout freely. It was later in the evening when no other than the Slytherin Head Girl sneaked out of the common room. It was not easy, with several students casually snoring off to oblivion on the couches and armchairs near the fireplace. Some were even shifting their positions as they slept, leaving Artemis to wonder if they were really sleeping or were on guard to see if any Slytherins planned to sneak out this late. She was a role model after all, so she had to be more than extra cautious not to get caught on this one. Because if she did, her head would be on a golden platter adorned with diamonds that was to be given to the Headmistress along with her Head of House, most probably.
With light feet treading on the stone floor, it was only the breathing of Artemis that can be heard. She felt her heartbeat ram on her chest as she made her way down the dim corridors down to the ground floor of the castle. Her eyes darted in all directions from time to time whilst her ears kept alert. Sound was more important right now that she had not enough light to keep out for people in the dark. She even controlled her own breathing and lowered it to small, rapid inhales and exhales. In that way, she would not have to take deep breaths every five bloody seconds. The possibility of having a ghost stalk the halls at night was very high, and if they saw a student, the word could be brought to a professor in a minute. All of a sudden she desired a cloak of invisibility, if ever those still existed. If she had that then she would be wrapped in safe cocoon where nobody will even take a second glance at. Her lips were pursed hardly as she scanned the area before approaching the massive doors to the outside world. Its size made her feel as if she were standing in front of two boulders or if not boulders, giants. She took in a silent deep breath before working her way through its lock, hoping that it wouldn't be too creaky to be heard by anyone near. It was difficult at first, but she managed to open without making too much noise. She flinched with every squeak it produced, but in the end it was all good.
A sigh escaped from her lips as she felt the wind blowing on her face. The stars were brilliantly bright from above and she spared a minute of her time just witnessing it twinkle repeatedly. It felt good to be out in the open, with the tranquility washing her fears of getting caught by the professor. Her badge could be taken away from her if a pair of eyes saw her. Badass or not, this whole idea was wrong. Although, with the responsibilities she had to handle she ever wondered when in the world could she spend time with him. Artemis smiled at the thought of him as she walked the grass that led to the forbidden area of a cliff. He had to be somewhere around here by now. She hiked the uphill area carefully, her wand held in her grasp with its tip alight. Her eyes were focused on the shadows before her and her ears did the job of looking out for any noise. The crunch her feet made on the grass was not uplifting either, but she doubted that anyone can make out its sound as footsteps. Artemis hated the dead silence that was enveloping her, as she feared that it can drive her even more paranoid. She cleared her throat to start a sound, hoping the person she expected to be here would respond to it.
With light feet treading on the stone floor, it was only the breathing of Artemis that can be heard. She felt her heartbeat ram on her chest as she made her way down the dim corridors down to the ground floor of the castle. Her eyes darted in all directions from time to time whilst her ears kept alert. Sound was more important right now that she had not enough light to keep out for people in the dark. She even controlled her own breathing and lowered it to small, rapid inhales and exhales. In that way, she would not have to take deep breaths every five bloody seconds. The possibility of having a ghost stalk the halls at night was very high, and if they saw a student, the word could be brought to a professor in a minute. All of a sudden she desired a cloak of invisibility, if ever those still existed. If she had that then she would be wrapped in safe cocoon where nobody will even take a second glance at. Her lips were pursed hardly as she scanned the area before approaching the massive doors to the outside world. Its size made her feel as if she were standing in front of two boulders or if not boulders, giants. She took in a silent deep breath before working her way through its lock, hoping that it wouldn't be too creaky to be heard by anyone near. It was difficult at first, but she managed to open without making too much noise. She flinched with every squeak it produced, but in the end it was all good.
A sigh escaped from her lips as she felt the wind blowing on her face. The stars were brilliantly bright from above and she spared a minute of her time just witnessing it twinkle repeatedly. It felt good to be out in the open, with the tranquility washing her fears of getting caught by the professor. Her badge could be taken away from her if a pair of eyes saw her. Badass or not, this whole idea was wrong. Although, with the responsibilities she had to handle she ever wondered when in the world could she spend time with him. Artemis smiled at the thought of him as she walked the grass that led to the forbidden area of a cliff. He had to be somewhere around here by now. She hiked the uphill area carefully, her wand held in her grasp with its tip alight. Her eyes were focused on the shadows before her and her ears did the job of looking out for any noise. The crunch her feet made on the grass was not uplifting either, but she doubted that anyone can make out its sound as footsteps. Artemis hated the dead silence that was enveloping her, as she feared that it can drive her even more paranoid. She cleared her throat to start a sound, hoping the person she expected to be here would respond to it.