Claudia quickly began to step up her efforts to out the blaze out, even
after the Headmistress did not arrive. Soon three more prefects had
arrived. After twenty minutes, all that was left was a smoldering pile of
rubble as Claudia and Quin collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.
"What happened?" Lacey asked, kneeling down beside the mess to look at what had happened. Professer Moon had already disappeared to find the Headmistress, leaving Claudia, Quin, Lacey, Evan, and Beatrice to guard the remains.
"I have no clue," Claudia managed as she put her face in her hands. She was soot covered, and she was as hot as anyone could possibly be. "We were just walking around when *bang*. That is when the Professer arrived. We have no clue what happened in between all of that or who is was or anything. We were stumped, and still are."
"The Headmistress will have a good idea of what to do," Evan said, poking through what appeared to be a trowel with his foot. Turning around abrubtly, he gave a sly grin. "She learned from Dumbledore himself, and you know how everyone makes him out to be."
Looking up, Quin sighed. "If I had to guess right now I would say this was the work of a student. I don't see anything that would point me to believe that it was dark arts or anything. What do you think, Claudia? Your father is an auror, isn't he?"
"Yes," Claudia said, looking over at him with sullen eyes. "I couldn't really say, but the Headmistress should know. It really just looks like a 4th year playing around. I'm not an expert on how 4th years can cause catastrophes, so you shouldn't be asking me. Lacey, you're majoring in Defense Against the Dark Arts, aren't you?"
The red head nodded. "I don't see nay of the signs that would point me to believe that."
"I really do not think we should try to make assumptions," Evan told them flatly, shaking his foot off. "There comes the Professer and Headmistress now." He pointed to the two figures walking across the lawns.
"Here we are," Moon said as she allowed McGonagall to pass by. "Claudia and Quin were by the herbology greenhouses when it happened, weren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
McGonagall walked over to the edge of the ruins. "It doesn't look like the dark arts. But I want all of you to be on the lookout for any suspicious signs that it could be. You can all go back to your houses now. Professer Moon and I will handle it from here."
"Yes, ma'am," the all said in unison as the lumbered to their feet and began to make their way towards the building. Claudia and Quin hung back, allowing the others to go ahead.
"What do your parents do for a living?" Claudia asked, smiling warmly at him.
"Me dad does work for Gringotts in Wales and me mum is a housewife," he told her quietly, brushing a stray piece of his brown hair out of his face. "And your dad is an auror and your mum is writer. That is pretty common knowledge since one of her books is on the required reading."
Claudia grinned. "I sometimes don't like the fact that I am treated like royalty because my mother writes about charms, and the fact that most people consider me a stuck up brat who gets her way all of the time. I don't, and that is a fact."
"I can surely understand." Quin stopped, and Claudia soon afterwards. "We've known each other for seven years now, and I really like you. Well, what I wanted to ask is if you will go with me to the Yule Ball."
"Of course," she told him, kissing him on the cheek. "I was wondering if you would ask me or if I would have to ask you."
Quin blushed, hurrying ahead. "Well, I'll see you at lunch tomorrow." He disappeared into the building, leaving Claudia alone on the lawn. She smiled, turning around to see the Headmistress now accompanied by two more Professers.
"Whatever happened, they sure seem suspicious." Finally, she turned and made her way into the building and up to the Ravenclaw house.
"What happened?" Lacey asked, kneeling down beside the mess to look at what had happened. Professer Moon had already disappeared to find the Headmistress, leaving Claudia, Quin, Lacey, Evan, and Beatrice to guard the remains.
"I have no clue," Claudia managed as she put her face in her hands. She was soot covered, and she was as hot as anyone could possibly be. "We were just walking around when *bang*. That is when the Professer arrived. We have no clue what happened in between all of that or who is was or anything. We were stumped, and still are."
"The Headmistress will have a good idea of what to do," Evan said, poking through what appeared to be a trowel with his foot. Turning around abrubtly, he gave a sly grin. "She learned from Dumbledore himself, and you know how everyone makes him out to be."
Looking up, Quin sighed. "If I had to guess right now I would say this was the work of a student. I don't see anything that would point me to believe that it was dark arts or anything. What do you think, Claudia? Your father is an auror, isn't he?"
"Yes," Claudia said, looking over at him with sullen eyes. "I couldn't really say, but the Headmistress should know. It really just looks like a 4th year playing around. I'm not an expert on how 4th years can cause catastrophes, so you shouldn't be asking me. Lacey, you're majoring in Defense Against the Dark Arts, aren't you?"
The red head nodded. "I don't see nay of the signs that would point me to believe that."
"I really do not think we should try to make assumptions," Evan told them flatly, shaking his foot off. "There comes the Professer and Headmistress now." He pointed to the two figures walking across the lawns.
"Here we are," Moon said as she allowed McGonagall to pass by. "Claudia and Quin were by the herbology greenhouses when it happened, weren't you?"
"Yes, ma'am."
McGonagall walked over to the edge of the ruins. "It doesn't look like the dark arts. But I want all of you to be on the lookout for any suspicious signs that it could be. You can all go back to your houses now. Professer Moon and I will handle it from here."
"Yes, ma'am," the all said in unison as the lumbered to their feet and began to make their way towards the building. Claudia and Quin hung back, allowing the others to go ahead.
"What do your parents do for a living?" Claudia asked, smiling warmly at him.
"Me dad does work for Gringotts in Wales and me mum is a housewife," he told her quietly, brushing a stray piece of his brown hair out of his face. "And your dad is an auror and your mum is writer. That is pretty common knowledge since one of her books is on the required reading."
Claudia grinned. "I sometimes don't like the fact that I am treated like royalty because my mother writes about charms, and the fact that most people consider me a stuck up brat who gets her way all of the time. I don't, and that is a fact."
"I can surely understand." Quin stopped, and Claudia soon afterwards. "We've known each other for seven years now, and I really like you. Well, what I wanted to ask is if you will go with me to the Yule Ball."
"Of course," she told him, kissing him on the cheek. "I was wondering if you would ask me or if I would have to ask you."
Quin blushed, hurrying ahead. "Well, I'll see you at lunch tomorrow." He disappeared into the building, leaving Claudia alone on the lawn. She smiled, turning around to see the Headmistress now accompanied by two more Professers.
"Whatever happened, they sure seem suspicious." Finally, she turned and made her way into the building and up to the Ravenclaw house.