Claudia marched into the great hall, reaching into her bag and pulling out
her cloak with Head Girl pin attatched. Pulling it on, she noticed that
the three of the eight prefects were missing. Quin Markby, the Gryffindor
Head Boy, was holding a piece of parchment she recognized as the
assignments Quin and she had written up at lunch. Walking over with a
smile, Claudia tapped him on the shoulder.
Quin jumped, a bit scared as he turned to Claudia, smiling as he saw it was only her and not a zombie. "Hi, Claudia. Chandria and Logan are not here yet from Hufflepuff, and Beatrice doesn't know where Corson is." Claudia knew that Chandria Valence and Logan Friezen would probably be a few minutes late, since they both were taking eight classes for the first time, and Corson Burson was probably doing something evil. Beatrice Fatorina, with her straight black hair and gray eyes, didn't hit most as a Slytherin, but most also didn't think she would be dating a Hufflepuff. Many just thought she was a girl who would do anything to get what she wanted.
"But Lacey, Evan, Jade, and Parker are here, right?" she asked, surveying the five who were there.
"Yeah," Quin said as he looked at the list. Clearing his throat, "okay guys. I went ahead and checked in with the Professer and he approved our schedule. Evan and Lacey, you two will take the dungeons and first floor, Jade and Parker, you two the second and third, Beatrice, you and Corson will take the fourth and fifth, and Chandria and Logan will take the sixth and seventh. Claudia and I will take outdoors and the outer buildings. Check all classrooms."
Lacey Lawrence, a petite redheaded 6th year Gryffindor who wore glasses, raised her hand. Claudia nodded to her. "Yes, last time Evan and I took the dungeons and first floor we found Peeves messing around with some of the...chains. What should we do?"
Claudia sighed. "Tell him you'll make the Bloody Baron come after him. If you have to, come and find me and I'll find the Bloody Baron myself and proove my point to him. If you can't find me, find a professer." Claudia smiled to the girl, who whispered something to Evan, and they both laughed.
"Sorry we are late!" cried Chandria and Logan at the same time as they burst down the stairwell, both wearing canary yellow sweaters under their cloaks. Both were tall and lanky, Chandria with chin length brown hair and Logan with scruffy blonde hair.
"No problem," Quin told them as they walked behind Lacey and Evan, both easily clearing the small Gryffindors. Corson Burson still was a no-show, and Beatrice was getting a bit pale-faced. She didn't want to go alone. "You two are taking the sixth and seventh floors."
The pair nodded just as a loud banging started from the hallway leading towards the dungeons, and the pastry black haired Corson appeared. "I'm here," he said.
"Beatrice will tell you your assignment," Claudia told him as he walked over to Beatrice, who looked sullenly at him. "Okay, everyone. Any suspicious activity gets reported to me or the nearest professer. One or two should be around. Judging Professer Flitwick, he might be up in his office."
Everyone nodded. Claudia and Quin smiled smugly.
"Okay, then. You are dismissed." Everyone began to go in their seperate directions, and Quin and Claudia headed for the door outside. Claudia reached in her bag and pulled out a blue and white sweater, taking off her cloak quickly and pulling it on before replacing her cloak. Quin was already wearing a red sweater under his black cloak. As they pushed one of the huge doors open, the chill nipped at them.
"It sure is cold," Quin noted as he rubbed his hands together. Claudia nodded and pulled her hands into her sleeves. Quin pulled out his wand, and uttered 'lumos', light quickly appearing at the end of his wand. Smiling to Claudia, they began to walk towards the greenhouses to check for intruders.
"What's your major again?" Quin asked Claudia as they quickly walked across the grounds.
"I am working with both potions and charms," Claudia said as they reached greenhouse one, Quin opening the door and peaking his head in. Sure no one was inside, he closed the door and locked it.
Quin nodded. "I'm a herbology major," he told her as they checked the second greenhouse, unlocking the door and peering in. "I spend most of my free time out here with Professer Sprout helping out. I want to get hired as a magical botanist." Claudia thought for a second, and remembered Quin's mother was a muggle and his father a wizard. His father, named Orlin, was a former Ravenclaw beater who was friends with her father. Quin himself didn't care for athletics.
"When I get a chance I help Professers Flitwick and Moon with whatever I can, but mostly quidditch and being a Head Girl take up most of my time," Claudia told him as they unlocked the door to Greenhouse number three and looked in. "I really want to work in the Office of Magical Catastrophes. I have about twenty books on those kind of things."
Quin laughed as they checked the final greenhouse. "My sister Meena is a 5th year in Slytherin, so more than likely we'll get a dark witch in the family. I have a five year old sister named Brianne, too. If she was sorted right now, she would be a Hufflepuff."
Claudia nodded as they made their way towards the Lake. "I have six sisters and no brothers," she told him. "My sister Ophelia is a 5th year Hufflepuff, and is a chaser for their team. My sister Natalie is a 3rd year Hufflepuff and is concentrating on her academics this year. My sister Amelia is a 1st year Ravenclaw, like me. And my little sisters are Lydia, Victoria, and Sophia. My mum was a Ravenclaw and my dad a Hufflepuff. We've never had a Slytherin or Gryffindor in the family. Sorry."
Quin chuckled. "No worries."
A loud bang sounded, scaring them. "What was that?!" Claudia shrieked, spinning to see a storage building on fire. "Someone blew that shed up!"
"Time to work your catastrophe learnings," Quin said as they broke into a sprint towards the shed. They were met by Professer Moon, an aging woman of about 50 who tought potions ever since Snape accepted a position at Durmstrang. Accompanying the Professer was a 2nd year Slytherin she didn't recognize.
"Are you two alright?" the Professer asked, and Quin and Claudia nodded in unison. "Good. You can help me out here. Xavier, go get Headmistress McGonagall would you?"
Xavier skulked off, breaking into a run after a few feet. Quin groaned. "Do you think he will actually get the Headmistress?"
"Not really," Moon said as she pondered for a moment. "Alright, you two. Go grab some buckets and start pouring the water on."
Quin jumped, a bit scared as he turned to Claudia, smiling as he saw it was only her and not a zombie. "Hi, Claudia. Chandria and Logan are not here yet from Hufflepuff, and Beatrice doesn't know where Corson is." Claudia knew that Chandria Valence and Logan Friezen would probably be a few minutes late, since they both were taking eight classes for the first time, and Corson Burson was probably doing something evil. Beatrice Fatorina, with her straight black hair and gray eyes, didn't hit most as a Slytherin, but most also didn't think she would be dating a Hufflepuff. Many just thought she was a girl who would do anything to get what she wanted.
"But Lacey, Evan, Jade, and Parker are here, right?" she asked, surveying the five who were there.
"Yeah," Quin said as he looked at the list. Clearing his throat, "okay guys. I went ahead and checked in with the Professer and he approved our schedule. Evan and Lacey, you two will take the dungeons and first floor, Jade and Parker, you two the second and third, Beatrice, you and Corson will take the fourth and fifth, and Chandria and Logan will take the sixth and seventh. Claudia and I will take outdoors and the outer buildings. Check all classrooms."
Lacey Lawrence, a petite redheaded 6th year Gryffindor who wore glasses, raised her hand. Claudia nodded to her. "Yes, last time Evan and I took the dungeons and first floor we found Peeves messing around with some of the...chains. What should we do?"
Claudia sighed. "Tell him you'll make the Bloody Baron come after him. If you have to, come and find me and I'll find the Bloody Baron myself and proove my point to him. If you can't find me, find a professer." Claudia smiled to the girl, who whispered something to Evan, and they both laughed.
"Sorry we are late!" cried Chandria and Logan at the same time as they burst down the stairwell, both wearing canary yellow sweaters under their cloaks. Both were tall and lanky, Chandria with chin length brown hair and Logan with scruffy blonde hair.
"No problem," Quin told them as they walked behind Lacey and Evan, both easily clearing the small Gryffindors. Corson Burson still was a no-show, and Beatrice was getting a bit pale-faced. She didn't want to go alone. "You two are taking the sixth and seventh floors."
The pair nodded just as a loud banging started from the hallway leading towards the dungeons, and the pastry black haired Corson appeared. "I'm here," he said.
"Beatrice will tell you your assignment," Claudia told him as he walked over to Beatrice, who looked sullenly at him. "Okay, everyone. Any suspicious activity gets reported to me or the nearest professer. One or two should be around. Judging Professer Flitwick, he might be up in his office."
Everyone nodded. Claudia and Quin smiled smugly.
"Okay, then. You are dismissed." Everyone began to go in their seperate directions, and Quin and Claudia headed for the door outside. Claudia reached in her bag and pulled out a blue and white sweater, taking off her cloak quickly and pulling it on before replacing her cloak. Quin was already wearing a red sweater under his black cloak. As they pushed one of the huge doors open, the chill nipped at them.
"It sure is cold," Quin noted as he rubbed his hands together. Claudia nodded and pulled her hands into her sleeves. Quin pulled out his wand, and uttered 'lumos', light quickly appearing at the end of his wand. Smiling to Claudia, they began to walk towards the greenhouses to check for intruders.
"What's your major again?" Quin asked Claudia as they quickly walked across the grounds.
"I am working with both potions and charms," Claudia said as they reached greenhouse one, Quin opening the door and peaking his head in. Sure no one was inside, he closed the door and locked it.
Quin nodded. "I'm a herbology major," he told her as they checked the second greenhouse, unlocking the door and peering in. "I spend most of my free time out here with Professer Sprout helping out. I want to get hired as a magical botanist." Claudia thought for a second, and remembered Quin's mother was a muggle and his father a wizard. His father, named Orlin, was a former Ravenclaw beater who was friends with her father. Quin himself didn't care for athletics.
"When I get a chance I help Professers Flitwick and Moon with whatever I can, but mostly quidditch and being a Head Girl take up most of my time," Claudia told him as they unlocked the door to Greenhouse number three and looked in. "I really want to work in the Office of Magical Catastrophes. I have about twenty books on those kind of things."
Quin laughed as they checked the final greenhouse. "My sister Meena is a 5th year in Slytherin, so more than likely we'll get a dark witch in the family. I have a five year old sister named Brianne, too. If she was sorted right now, she would be a Hufflepuff."
Claudia nodded as they made their way towards the Lake. "I have six sisters and no brothers," she told him. "My sister Ophelia is a 5th year Hufflepuff, and is a chaser for their team. My sister Natalie is a 3rd year Hufflepuff and is concentrating on her academics this year. My sister Amelia is a 1st year Ravenclaw, like me. And my little sisters are Lydia, Victoria, and Sophia. My mum was a Ravenclaw and my dad a Hufflepuff. We've never had a Slytherin or Gryffindor in the family. Sorry."
Quin chuckled. "No worries."
A loud bang sounded, scaring them. "What was that?!" Claudia shrieked, spinning to see a storage building on fire. "Someone blew that shed up!"
"Time to work your catastrophe learnings," Quin said as they broke into a sprint towards the shed. They were met by Professer Moon, an aging woman of about 50 who tought potions ever since Snape accepted a position at Durmstrang. Accompanying the Professer was a 2nd year Slytherin she didn't recognize.
"Are you two alright?" the Professer asked, and Quin and Claudia nodded in unison. "Good. You can help me out here. Xavier, go get Headmistress McGonagall would you?"
Xavier skulked off, breaking into a run after a few feet. Quin groaned. "Do you think he will actually get the Headmistress?"
"Not really," Moon said as she pondered for a moment. "Alright, you two. Go grab some buckets and start pouring the water on."