- Messages
- 129
- Wand
- Butternut Wood, 13" Essence of Crup Hair
The corridors were quiet and most of the students, were down in the Great Hall. Dakota, on the other hand, was on the sixth floor corridor, worrying about her exams. "I've failed them, I've failed them.." She breathed to herself, pacing back and forth in front of a blank stretch of wall, "I'm never going to become anything good, now.. The Ministry wont want to take me and.." She had to pause to catch her breath. "I just need somewhere to chill out, and I'll be fine." Exams were the only thing that worried Dakota. All else, was a breeze. And a breeze, was exactly what caught Dakota's attention.
She had paced back and forth, wishing for a place where she could just go to relax, to allow herself some time to have fun. Had it not been for that sudden breeze, curling around her ankle and passing by, the Ravenclaw would never have looked up to see that door. Dakota turned slowly, staring, long and hard. "What.." She whispered, the memory of that story a girl had recounted, in her first year, came back to her: "There's a room on the seventh floor corridor- The room of requirement. My friend managed to find it, once, but it's stopped appearing. No-one knows where it is, now, but I heard that it was still in the castle, somewhere."
The words echoed through her mind. Dakota was shocked.. But not enough to stop her from stepping towards the door and placing a hand on the knob. She turned it, slowly. A satisfying click, resounded, and Dakota went to push it open. As it began to creak, however, she heard footsteps behind her, and froze in position.
She had paced back and forth, wishing for a place where she could just go to relax, to allow herself some time to have fun. Had it not been for that sudden breeze, curling around her ankle and passing by, the Ravenclaw would never have looked up to see that door. Dakota turned slowly, staring, long and hard. "What.." She whispered, the memory of that story a girl had recounted, in her first year, came back to her: "There's a room on the seventh floor corridor- The room of requirement. My friend managed to find it, once, but it's stopped appearing. No-one knows where it is, now, but I heard that it was still in the castle, somewhere."
The words echoed through her mind. Dakota was shocked.. But not enough to stop her from stepping towards the door and placing a hand on the knob. She turned it, slowly. A satisfying click, resounded, and Dakota went to push it open. As it began to creak, however, she heard footsteps behind her, and froze in position.



