Marietta Edgecombe (marietta_louise) wrote in magic_days, @ 2007-12-04 21:08:00 |
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Current mood: | uncomfortable |
Raindrops keep falling on my head...
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY thelovelysusan)
Who: Open!
Where: The Great Hall
When: 7am
Why: Because we haven't had an open RP in aaages, and I don't feel like working on my essay.
Yawning, I reach for the marmalade. I hate having to get up early for breakfast when I don't have class till later, but if I skip breakfast then I'm simply too hungry to concentrate on work. I suppose I could get up later and go to the kitchens to get something to eat, but that corridor's fairly busy in the mornings and I don't fancy getting caught. So I've pulled my robes on over my pyjamas and come down to the Great Hall. I wriggle my toes, encased in my fluffy slippers. I'm looking forward to going back to bed for another hour.
As I take a bite of my toast I notice Umbridge entering the Hall. Well, she's hard to miss, swathed in pink as she is. Something wet plops onto the back of my neck and I flinch, thinking for a moment that I've been hit by one of the owls delivering the post (hey, it's been known to happen). I gingerly touch the back of my neck. More drops fall onto my hair and shoulders, and I blink as spots of water appear on my plate.
All around me people are looking up at the ceiling, which looks much the same as usual - not reassuring, since it's as grey and cloudy as it is outside. Is it raining inside?
The answer seems to be yes, as the drizzle turns suddenly into a shower. With a squeal I put my arms above my head, properly woken up now. Ugh! I'm soaked.
Grabbing my toast, I join everyone else in making a dash for the doors. There's a massive crush, despite the shouting of the teachers, and someone elbows me in the ribs. I drop my toast and scowl at the burly Slytherin guy who's shoving his way through the crowd. Then someone steps on my toes - not very well protected in their slippers - and I stumble sideways into someone. "Ow! Sorry!"