Post by Gwen on Oct 30, 2007 7:39:31 GMT -5
The dark and dank dungeons seemed to be an ideal location for the young Slytherin. She had decided to cut all classes that day because of stress. Slumping against a wall, Gwen stared up at the cement ceilings with an emotionless look on her face. Ever since her conversation with Lucre, her memories of her grandfather haunted her mind.
Taking out her wand she stared at it as she twirled it in her pale fingers. "It would only be so easy to rid myself of him forever," she muttered. "But I don't know that charm so well, it might erase my memories of here too," she added as she stared at the maple wood before her. "Especially ones I have with Shadow that I never want to go away."
Placing the wand beside her, Gwen rested her arm on her knee looking down having her hair fall in front of her eyes casting a dark shadow over them.
Why am I becoming so weak? It seems that ever since I've met him, I've became soft. And for some odd reason I hate that I have become so vulnerable. she thought angrily.
Looking at the wall in front of her, she smirked to herself. "I need to get out of here," she whispered as she felt herself on the brink of sanity. "Before I completely snap," she muttered a little above a whisper.
Standing up she quickly dusted herself off. Tonight is my last night at FFU she finalized in her mind. "Although I'll miss Shadow dearly, I can't stand to be here any longer," she muttered as she started pacing the dungeon corridor.
Taking out her wand she stared at it as she twirled it in her pale fingers. "It would only be so easy to rid myself of him forever," she muttered. "But I don't know that charm so well, it might erase my memories of here too," she added as she stared at the maple wood before her. "Especially ones I have with Shadow that I never want to go away."
Placing the wand beside her, Gwen rested her arm on her knee looking down having her hair fall in front of her eyes casting a dark shadow over them.
Why am I becoming so weak? It seems that ever since I've met him, I've became soft. And for some odd reason I hate that I have become so vulnerable. she thought angrily.
Looking at the wall in front of her, she smirked to herself. "I need to get out of here," she whispered as she felt herself on the brink of sanity. "Before I completely snap," she muttered a little above a whisper.
Standing up she quickly dusted herself off. Tonight is my last night at FFU she finalized in her mind. "Although I'll miss Shadow dearly, I can't stand to be here any longer," she muttered as she started pacing the dungeon corridor.