Ravenclaw Common Room

"Great!" Amethyst smiles and puts her bag over her shoulder and heads out into the halls.

Irene also slings her bag over her shoulder and follows Amethyst out. (OMG Voldemort face - )

(lol!)

Irene entered the commonroom and sat down far from the fire, as usual. "THIS pyrophobia thing must be getting worse," she said to herself, pulling out her divination homework.

Nicholas stopped in front of the enterace for Ravenclaw.

I knocked on the door and waited for the question.

A logical riddle is given by the bronze eagle-shaped knocker on the door. Nicholas looks over at Jonilee with a look that says he has no clue what was just said.

"Stupid talking bird." Nicholas mumbled.


(I honestly didn't know what to put. Feel free to make the stuff up. lol)

"I am an object. Who invented me didn't want me, who bought me wont use me, and who uses me doens't know their using me. What am I?" It asked.

"Easy, a coffin." I said. The door swung open and we stepped inside.

"Show off." Nicholas whispered as he followed behind.

Nicholas walks past Jonilee and heads towards the girl's room. He remember Amethyst describing the area to him and her room.

He walked in and quickly found her bed, the one with stars and moon pillow. He looks all around the bed and then under it where he finds the box that Amethyst keeps all her stuff in.

He walks back to Jonilee. "Got it." He says hold the small box up.

"Good, let's go find Nora." I said.

"Ok, lets go." Nicholas said

We cut across the court yard when I saw my sister sitting there. I stopped and went over to her.
"What the hell are you doing her?" I growled to her.

"God, I needed to get some badages for Alec! Back off." She said. I blinked and stepped back.
"Sorry." I muttered.

"S'okay." She said.

"What the hell happened to where you needed badges!?" Nicholas asked, worried.

(Switching to Kaalee)

"Well, he kind of punched a wall and scrapped up his fist pretty bad and I don't want it to get infected so yeah..." I trailed off.

"Oh thank god it was only a wall. You had me worried that something super bad happened." Nicholas said sighing.

"Like what? I'm here aren't I? If it were something bad I would've sent Izzy to get them. I don't think she reacts well to the sight of blood." I shrugged.

"I don't know. Haven't you seen the papers? That's reason enough." Nicholas said.

"I know but we're fine. Now let's go. Alec is moping." I said grabbing their hands and traveling to the shack.

Irene is lying face down on her bed, shaking uncontrolably. In her left hand she clasps a crumpled piece of paper.

Irene threw herself onto her bed, spasms wracking her body. With one trembling hand, she reaches under her pillow and pulls out the crumpled letter. She re-reads it, crying, before drawing her wand and slashing it through the airover her wrist.

Blood wells up from the wound, like tears of pain.

Irene drew her wand over her wrist again, and the wound faded, leaving a thin white scar.

Irene collapsed back onto the bed, unconcious.

Irene ran her hand over her scarred arm. There were now 11 bumps. One for each day since the letter had come. Her hand trembled slightly as she reached for the sleeping draught Madame Pomphrey had given her.

First though, she added a drop of aconite.

Goodbye, life, she thought, as the drained the goblet. She fell back on her pillow, her breathing shallow.

Irene's eyes flew open. The poison had counteracted the sleeping draught, which had cancelled the poison.

"I DON'T WANT TO LIVE!" Irene screamed, stumbling down the stairs, through the common room.

Aurora Sloved The Riddle And Walked In.