AN: Thanks for reading! :) I really hope you enjoy, sorry if it's a little sad. Each chapter will be about a different character who died in HP and a bit of their expeirience in the 2d world of the movie paintings :) If you have any ideas please let me know! I love feedback!
The great halls of the castle were quiet and still. A small breeze blue in through the windows but only made it through part of the school. It was the apex of summer and if Hogwarts had been like any other school it would have been scorching hot, but it wasn't. The castle was far too old, with far too much shade and brick for it too get hot. An occational mugginess would reside in man of the halls but it would eventually be chased out by the Great Lake. The Great Lake, or as many called it, The Black Lake created a perfect breeze that Hogwarts was thankful for.
Not a single child was found on the school grounds. It was too early for the teachers to come and too late for the superintendants to be there. The school was empty and peaceful. But something about the empty halls and empty classrooms casted a meloncholy feel onto Hogwarts. Hogwarts was more than a school to many of its students, it was a home.
The portaits were the only ones left in the school building. Some of them seemed to miss the craziness of passing period, and some where glad to get a break from the students. The only had each other to talk to durring the warm, summer months, but sometimes that was enough.