Haunting the Sixth Floor Halls [Open]

[Prof. Wendla A. Thropp]

Wendla looked at her reflection in one of the mirrors on the sixth floor...

I wish I could've died on a better skin day...my complexion hasn't changed in six years, it's horrible. Ugh!

The hallway changed temperature to match her mood, chilly...

She floated down to the other end of the hall and back the other way, pacing...

I have got to have someone to talk to here, I still haven't found Hanschen... This castle is just too big... I can't take it anymore!

[Ryan Harrison]

Ryan was on his way up to the gryffindor common room when he heard noises coming from the sixth floor so he decided to investigate but when he saw what was making the noises he jumped back in fear "wh-wh-who are you? Youre not one of the normal ghosts like sir nicholas or bloody baron so who are you?"

[Prof. Wendla A. Thropp]

Wendla continued pacing until she heard a scared voice.

"who are you?"

She floated over to the boy who looked a bit frightened.

"I'm Professor Wendla Thropp," She said extending her hand to him, it passed right through his, but it was the idea that mattered, "I teach Divination."

She smiled at him. "What are you doing up here?"

[Ryan Harrison]

Ryan stood up seeming less scared "i heard a noise and decided to investigate. I haven't seen you befor do you ever leave the 6th floor?" Ryan seemed a bit uneasy talking to a ghost on his own he had never done it before what if she was one of those ghosts that kill people?

[Prof. Wendla A. Thropp]

"Of course I do... I go plenty of places thank you..." Wendla was mildly offended at the boy's assumption that he only haunted the 6th floor... "Don't be silly. My classroom is in one of the towers. How would I teach if I only haunted the 6th floor, hmm?"

I said I wanted company, but I don't think a stupid boy was exactly what I was looking for.