InsaneJournal

Who: Miklos and Phoenix
When: Around 9 at night.
Where: Deserted classroom in the dungeons
Why: Some manly bonding.
Rating: PG-13
Status: Closed, Incomplete



Miklos made a cursory inspection of the corridor before he started toward the deserted classroom. He really wasn't in the mood to get caught. Detentions were really only fun if he got them in Charms or Divinations. In that case, both professors were so hot that he was glad to stay after and be their willing whipping boy.

Nothing had ever come of it, but he was willing to be patient. He was a seventh year now, and if it was going to happen, it'd be this year. And if it never happened ... it still made for damn good wank material.

His own footfall was the only sound as he turned into the smaller corridor leading to his favorite hang out and make out spot. It'd be a tragedy of epic proportions if they sealed the room off. He might never recover.

He started inside the room, which was filthy and dust covered until he got a good five steps in. At that point, the illusion faded and the room showed itself to be reasonably clean and set up for a small gathering or an illicit meeting. Honestly, he had no idea who had first discovered the room and created the charm. He kinda liked it like that. It felt like a gift from the previous generations. He could imagine the last person who used the room shutting the door for the last time, a small smile on their face as they silently bequeathed it to the next person adventurous enough to find it. At the end of the year, he'd do the same.

A few short minutes later, he heard someone approaching and smiled as Phoenix entered the room.