Who: Kazim Abdul aka Amycus Carrow and Ophelia Rushden What: Lia needs a fix... and so does Amycus, apparently Where: Rundown part of the castle after curfew When: Monday night/Early Tuesday morning Rating: It's gonna be high, folks. Read at your own risk. Probably triggery too.
Lia had been going absolutely nuts since the school went on lock down, mostly because there weren't a plethora of smoking friendly places, and she had no magic to cover the scent from the indoors. It was really rather annoying, and while drinking on occasion helped take the edge off, that didn't mean she still wasn't itching for a nicotine fix. And really, if they had all the evildoers in custody, and Alecto never actually walked through the Quarantine, what did Lia really have to worry about?
She would be quick! No one would even notice she was gone. Ten minutes tops! So, throwing on a robe over her pj bottoms and tank top for warmth, she threw on a pair of slip on shoes, shoving her cigarettes into her pocket and quietly making her way out of Ravenclaw dormitory.
Lia was a master at sneaking around at this point, and though her track record was most certainly not perfect, more often than not she managed to get where she was going without getting caught. It seemed her luck was holding out that night as she made her way into the ruined part of the castle, figuring it would allow her some cover instead of walking straight out into the open. It was quiet, though a bit cool, and she moved through several rooms, before settling on one that still had a bit of debris about from a cracked and crumbling wall, but allowed a nice bit of soft light to naturally illuminate the room. Sighing, she leaned against the wall, looking out over the castle grounds and pulling out her cigarettes, lighting up and taking a long drag.
The nicotine calmed her, and she couldn't help but audibly sigh at how good it felt to finally be getting a fix to her craving. It was a peaceful night too. For once. Lia couldn't complain.