Post by Hana Asakura on Aug 18, 2007 9:21:41 GMT -5
Hana almost choked as she entered the Slytherin Common Room. She held her nose and tried not to faint from the toxic smell, how could they even breath? Did these Slytherins have some sort of invisible oxygen mask on them? And who on earth was the decorator? Hana had never felt so miserable as she did now. She blocked her ears from all the whispering that was around her, whether it was worth listening to or not, she ignored them completely and followed Alucard.
"We're not going to be in the Common Room."
"Is there even a difference? It all looks the same anyway you brat..." she bitterly though while resisting the urge to tackle him. He just loved making her life difficult, Hana knew it from the moment they met that he was going to be nothing but pain.
"Now, I have to go in and fix one thing before you come in and ruin the place with your Gryffindor stench."
Hana waited until he disappeared and snarled viciously, the worst insults coming out of her mouth. "Gryffindor stench?! Say that in my face you insignificant worm!" she huffed to herself, and unclenched her hands. She was grateful that he left for a few minutes, this way Hana was able to come up with the most gruesome insults for her to use at Alucard once all this was over.
"Now, house elf, there's a pile of laundry over there. I want you to clean them and give 'em to their proper owners."
"I hope you're having fun..." she savagely thought. "You better enjoy it while you can, moron..." Hana looked around until she spotted the mountain of laundry. Was he kidding? Didn't these Slytherin guys ever clean up after themselves?
A look of defeat crossed her face as she reached up to touch her neck. It felt so naked and bare...Hana missed the familiar feeling of the weight of her necklace around her neck and obeyed without further hesitation. She did not bother herself with anymore distractions and walked toward her awaiting task. If Alucaed would refuse to return her possession then Hana would not fret. At least her conscience would be clear...
She bent down and picked up the laundry, careful to keep it a reasonable distant away from her nose. "Men..." she thought furiously. She directed her fiery eyes toward Alucard who had his eyes closed, and lay on his bed in a relaxing position. "I hate you..."
Hana left, closing the door behind her and looked down at the laundry in her hands, whilst ignoring the portraits who wouldn't stop bickering about her. She thought for a moment. Hana had always watched her mother cook and clean when she wasn't off causing mischief and she had learned some useful spells. She remembered those days when she was grounded, forced to help he mother with household chores, although it wasn't necessarily a punishment because Hana did enjoy watching her mother use magic while she had to do it the muggle way.
A spell...a flashback of her mother whipping her wand out and waving her wand at their laundry entered her mind...her mother didn't even need to move from her place, the laundry just floated to their rightful owners.
Hana suddenly remembered the incantation and whipped out her wand, flicking it gracefully at the laundry which suddenly floated in the air and became clean, free from any dirt mark or the filthy stench. She flicked her wand yet again and the laundry folded themselves, making their way toward the common room. She rushed to open the door for it, and they left as though being carried by ghostly hands.
Hana looked pleased for a moment, but that was quickly wiped off of her face as she returned to Alucard, dreading what he was going to ask her to do next...
"We're not going to be in the Common Room."
"Is there even a difference? It all looks the same anyway you brat..." she bitterly though while resisting the urge to tackle him. He just loved making her life difficult, Hana knew it from the moment they met that he was going to be nothing but pain.
"Now, I have to go in and fix one thing before you come in and ruin the place with your Gryffindor stench."
Hana waited until he disappeared and snarled viciously, the worst insults coming out of her mouth. "Gryffindor stench?! Say that in my face you insignificant worm!" she huffed to herself, and unclenched her hands. She was grateful that he left for a few minutes, this way Hana was able to come up with the most gruesome insults for her to use at Alucard once all this was over.
"Now, house elf, there's a pile of laundry over there. I want you to clean them and give 'em to their proper owners."
"I hope you're having fun..." she savagely thought. "You better enjoy it while you can, moron..." Hana looked around until she spotted the mountain of laundry. Was he kidding? Didn't these Slytherin guys ever clean up after themselves?
A look of defeat crossed her face as she reached up to touch her neck. It felt so naked and bare...Hana missed the familiar feeling of the weight of her necklace around her neck and obeyed without further hesitation. She did not bother herself with anymore distractions and walked toward her awaiting task. If Alucaed would refuse to return her possession then Hana would not fret. At least her conscience would be clear...
She bent down and picked up the laundry, careful to keep it a reasonable distant away from her nose. "Men..." she thought furiously. She directed her fiery eyes toward Alucard who had his eyes closed, and lay on his bed in a relaxing position. "I hate you..."
Hana left, closing the door behind her and looked down at the laundry in her hands, whilst ignoring the portraits who wouldn't stop bickering about her. She thought for a moment. Hana had always watched her mother cook and clean when she wasn't off causing mischief and she had learned some useful spells. She remembered those days when she was grounded, forced to help he mother with household chores, although it wasn't necessarily a punishment because Hana did enjoy watching her mother use magic while she had to do it the muggle way.
A spell...a flashback of her mother whipping her wand out and waving her wand at their laundry entered her mind...her mother didn't even need to move from her place, the laundry just floated to their rightful owners.
Hana suddenly remembered the incantation and whipped out her wand, flicking it gracefully at the laundry which suddenly floated in the air and became clean, free from any dirt mark or the filthy stench. She flicked her wand yet again and the laundry folded themselves, making their way toward the common room. She rushed to open the door for it, and they left as though being carried by ghostly hands.
Hana looked pleased for a moment, but that was quickly wiped off of her face as she returned to Alucard, dreading what he was going to ask her to do next...