Brianna Dunstan (dream_evermore) wrote in ageofdarkness, @ 2010-07-24 22:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | dolores umbridge, fleur delacour, shaela fawcett, theodore nott |
Who: Shaela, Fleur and anyone else in the hallway near the etiquette classroom around midday on Sunday
What: Sick round TWO!
Where: See above?
Why: Because Sunday was the plan for round two!
Ratings/Warnings: Gross factor for sick.
Shaela had the candy with her, stashed carefully in her hand. She'd worked on the chimney in the morning, then stopped, soot-covered and feeling hungry enough from only having bread and water for the past two days. She'd heard something about getting sick and didn't want the contents of her stomach betraying her.
Seeing someone coming down the corridor, she readied the candy and her resolve. Another moment and she was fairly certain the person hadn't been a servant. Something about the robes, but she wouldn't push her time any longer. Popping the candy into her mouth, she regretted it almost instantly.
She stumbled into the walls, pressing herself against the stone, alternating between hot and cold for a moment before the sensation shifted to cold only. Her teeth chattered loudly and she slid against the stone, feeling it scratch through her clothes and into her back. The pain helped keep her coherent as she remembered to push herself up and toward the figure that was now spinning with the hallway.