Napping in Secret (Open)

[Sarah Whistler]

The past few nights hadn't been the best. Dreams awakening the young Ravenclaw in the middle of the night causing a loss of sleep. Carefully slipping through the corridors, Sarah wandered into the library and down the granger wing which held the advanced magic books and other really long reading material. Seeing a cushioned bench set underneath a window off to the side, Sarah smiled sleepily and made a beeline for it. Towering above the bench, she smirked almost evilly and collapsed upon it.

Letting her eyes close, Sarah curled up, making herself as small as possible and quickly fell asleep. If it had been any other day she probably wouldn't have gone to the library but since Sarah wanted peace and quiet and libraries tend to be quiet, that's where she went. Also, no one would think to look for her in the library, especially the granger wing. Well Justin might, but the odds of him looking for her were slim to none. Just because it was the second time she'd skipped History of Magic that week doesn't mean Justin would be looking for her and making sure she went to class.

[Evelyn Conway]

Despite the fact that it was late, the girl was up. She was up and running. Almost literally. It was early, or late, however one fancied putting it. She was skipping down the hall practically asking to get in trouble, but she didn't mind. What was the worst that could happen? In reality she figured that if trouble came her way and the teacher or prefect or what not was a male, she could easily slip out of it. If it wasn't a brute? Well then the problem just became a bit more serious. Yet, the girl still opted not to silence herself or stop her skipping through the halls. Rooms whirred right and left past her, and the girl's rather short red and black plaid skirt flipped up in the air with each jumping skip. Her snug black tank-top showed off her figure rather nicely. Long black hair was pulled up into a loose knot on the back of her head. Raccoon eyes peered out of her pale face, and they glimmered. Oh how they glimmered!

A blue. A blue so bright and deep that you could drown.

Absolutely drown.

Yet, they were raccoonish tonight. The deep, thick ebony hued eyeliner surrounded and engulfed them. Yet, somehow they were still rather lovely, rather beautiful to say the least. She was a lovely appearing Gryffindor, but certainly not the type that would ever win the affection of teachers or the title of prefect or anything like that. She was your typical girl, not really. In fact, she was anything but typical. Nothing shy of extraordinary. But, she was not deemed worthy of having such regal titles bestowed upon her. Not like she wanted them anyway. Ms. Conway was the sort of girl who was likely to abuse powers when given them. Thus, she was given very little. Yet, somehow she managed to win people over. Somehow.

With a flip of her head, and a quick turn of the body, the girl opted to snoop through the library. Sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to do late at night, but maybe she'd find some good book or something. In reality, the girl knew she would find little of interest to her. The thrill. That was why she was trying to get into the library. It was just the thrill of being ever so bad. Proving to herself she could easily break into this place. For a magical castle it sure was easy to maneuver through. The girl laughed a slight giggle. The door was already opened. Either it had forgotten to be locked, which Eve highly doubted, or someone had beat her to trespassing.

A quick arrogant anger flooded her. Who the hell would dare beat her to this place! It was unheard of! Quickly she put on her seductive, yet assertive, features and began wandering up and down the aisles aimlessly in search of the one who had beat her to her goal. It was shocking when the girl actually stumbled across the other female. She was laying there so still, sleeping so soundly. In a way Ms. Conway almost felt bad about intruding on the child's sleep. It was a young girl, one not of her house. Perhaps she had seen her in the halls? The features of the other female did not ring a bell in Evelyn's mind.

It was a totally new being.

This excited Evelyn Conway a bit too much. She enjoyed the idea of having a younger girl that perhaps she would be able to get to fooling. Not fooling in a bad way. Almost a following, idol sort of fooling. Evelyn did like appealing to those younger than her and would offer a sort of protection for idolization. The Gryffindor found it to be a lovely way of manipulation and at times it excited her, such as now, to have this chance at her grasp.

Now was the time to put her plan to play.

She made to seem like she tripped, and knocked several books across the floor. "Oh dear!" she exclaimed as she rose off the floor and began gathering the books. The noise should have been enough to summon prefects, heads of houses, what have you. Again though, Evelyn did not fear these people at all. In fact, she looked up to the challenge of well... challenging them. It was ironic, but then again what about Eve wasn't ironic?

Strategically she bit her lower lip and set a look of concern across her features as she looked a bit apologetically at the girl laying across the bench.

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[Sarah Whistler]

Laying on the comfy cushioned bench, Sarah was in such a deep sleep that it was like she was literally dead. Greedily sleeping the night away without any unpleasant dreams visiting her, Sarah let out a contented sigh unconsciously.

Being woken by a loud clatter of books tumbling, Sarah rolled off the bench and landed on the floor. Glancing around the library, she noticed a girl near the books that had fallen and glared. It didn't matter to her whether it had been an accident or not. This girl had woken her up and caused enough of a racket that the whole school probably woke up.

"Do you mind, some people are trying to sleep." Sarah yelled in a whisper. Pushing herself up off the floor, she sat herself back down on the cushioned bench and glared some more. If she was lucky, she wouldn't get caught and Justin would never know about this little nighttime excursion to the library.