Why Are There So Many Doors?

[Jade Tova]

Jade had barely had any time to eat before realizing she had no idea where any of her classes were. Another painful reminder that her time management skills sucked more than most. She'd been nearly late to most of her classes, and still had a few that she knew vaguely where they were but if pressed would have no concrete answer to its location. Not to mention her consistent sleeping in was leaving her no time to actually chat with her house. Even when she had time most of the others were already occupied in other conversations, and she wasn't about to be the rude one who interrupts a riveting conversation about what kind of chocolate frog card they'd gotten this time.

So this morning, like the last several mornings, she'd wandered the castle, locating all the classrooms. She was re-exploring the first floor, trying to memorize it. The castle was not helping though, with staircases constantly moving about and making her work to get back to where she was before. This morning it took her a solid fifteen minutes before she made it from her dormitory to the floor with the most classrooms, and she felt like giving up for the day. Leaning against the wall, she noticed several students passing back and forth throughout the hall, some just chatting, others looking like they were on important business. The brunette rubbed her temples and groaned, knowing that she was only doing her little exploring to keep her mind off of not having really connected to anyone yet. "Psh, friends, who needs friends?" she grumbled to herself. "I need friends. Ugh."

 

[Mason Greene]

There were many things on the list of things to explore in Mason Greene's eyes. He really wanted to know what was behind every corner, what mystery rested behind every door. Everything was new to him, and he could not wait until he could know more. Mason looked behind a door and there was nothing behind it except some classroom. Sighing, he continued forward, wondering what he was going to do with the day. He had so much to do, but little time to do it in. Whatever he did, it would need to take up some time. Lessons began and he still did not think he had enough to do. Mason sighed and wondered the corridors aimlessly. Someone ought to be around that he could talk to. Mason was a friendly kid, outgoing and really clumsy. Amazingly, he had not run into a wall yet.

However, his luck switched around on him when Mason tripped over what was nothing and fell straight to the ground. The Hufflepuff did not like his clumsiness, but he could not change it. He was probably the only student on the floor right now, like he was kissing it. But really, he remained there for a moment to process what happened. His head throbbed with the impact of the ground. "Owww," finally, Mason muttered as he rolled over onto his back and sat up. The first year thought about just sitting there and waiting for those that were snickering to just leave. He smiled a bit before rubbing his forehead, where a red mark quickly made its appearance. His luck was always short, and Mason wondered if he would ever have a break from it.​