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Post by mutchiie on Dec 17, 2011 1:43:51 GMT 1
 Silas Dee
If he was honest, Silas had just come up here to be alone. The second floor corridor was usually empty, much to his liking. He found peace here and the feeling of security away from all the other Slytherins and the annoying Gryffindor third years who tended to throw a snarky little comment in his direction whenever he passed by. He couldn't bring himself to feel insulted by these comments, they just simply went in one ear and out of the other. He was sure that they didn't understand how pointless it was insulting him as it didn't bother him in the slightest.
He made his way slowly down the corridor, glancing into the doorways to make sure that he was alone. He was quite happy with his search until he got to the doorway at the end of the corridor where he found, to his disgust, two second years sucking each others faces off. He stood still, squinting his eyes at them, his lips parted in a confused manner. They abruptly pulled apart, acknowledging him. "Come on, you're both like what?... Five?" He called after them as they both hurried away from him down the corridor. Watching this brought a twisted smile to his lips. Their embarrassment had made him smile.
He made his way into the room they had been standing in. There was a single table in the middle of the cold, almost depressing room with one chair lying tipped up on the floor. It reminded him greatly of an interrogation room, or an asylum. He stepped around the table slowly, picking the chair up gently. He had all the time in the world, so he guessed he would waste it sitting on a chair, at a table in a cold room with a depressing atmosphere. He placed his head on the table, letting out a long, frustrated sigh. It took him a couple of moments to realise that he was not alone. He looked up and found someone stood at the open door.
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