RP: Ghosts of the Past
Date: 31 March 2006 Characters: Natalie McDonald and Colin Creevey (Remus mentioned) Location: Honeydukes and then Hogwarts Private/Public: Private Rating: PG Warnings: Shouldn't be any. Summary: Natalie and Colin go on a field trip.
To say that Natalie had been a little bit distracted all day was rather an understatement. She was, in fact, so distracted that she'd managed to burn herself not once, not twice, but three times over the course of an hour. Colin had eventually booted her out of the kitchen in order to keep her from doing any lasting damage to herself.
It wasn't her fault that she was distracted, really. No, she blamed it entirely on the git named Oliver Wood. An attractive git, though. With lovely hair and even lovelier teeth. And hands. And bloody hell, he'd asked her to go flying with him on Saturday and she'd said yes. And damn it if she wasn't excited about it. So, really, entirely the git named Oliver Wood's fault that she was distracted.
Especially when she suddenly found herself sprawled on the floor of the basement with a sore big toe and dust all over her robes. Fucking Oliver Wood.
She pulled herself up off the floor and went to investigate what she had just tripped over, and was quite surprised but what she found. The culprit was the lip of a trap door. She bent down and pulled it open, peering inside. It was quite dark, and Natalie grabbed her wand, pointing it into the seemingly endless passage. It was a narrow tunnel as far as the light allowed her to see, and she pulled herself up again, closing the door back over the hole. She moved through the basement and back up the stairs quickly, gently pushing open the kitchen door and looking over at Colin.