Post by parvati patil macmillan on Sept 5, 2016 10:09:39 GMT -7
It was around midday on a weekday in early October, and Parvati had just left her office for lunch. The students had been let out of class a short time before, and they had already made their stampede down from the first floor to the Great Hall below it. Hogwarts had never been perfectly still; there was always some sort of movement, even if it was from the portraits that hung on the walls throughout the school. The quiet in the corridor—a relative quiet—was disturbed by the sound of someone's crying.
It was the right floor for the noise to have been coming from Moaning Myrtle, though it wasn't the hollow wailing that usually echoed from the disused lavatory in which the ghost haunted the U-bends of the toilets. This time, the crying was very much human, and it sounded to Parvati as though its source was in one of the classrooms, not the bathroom. Being the school counselor, she didn’t think that it was appropriate for her to continue walking, so she stopped and followed in the direction of the weeping.
Parvati walked quickly but softly until she stopped outside of an empty classroom, its door still open. She could see the person inside, so she rapped the back of her hand against the frame of the door to signal her entry. “Is everything alright?”
It was the right floor for the noise to have been coming from Moaning Myrtle, though it wasn't the hollow wailing that usually echoed from the disused lavatory in which the ghost haunted the U-bends of the toilets. This time, the crying was very much human, and it sounded to Parvati as though its source was in one of the classrooms, not the bathroom. Being the school counselor, she didn’t think that it was appropriate for her to continue walking, so she stopped and followed in the direction of the weeping.
Parvati walked quickly but softly until she stopped outside of an empty classroom, its door still open. She could see the person inside, so she rapped the back of her hand against the frame of the door to signal her entry. “Is everything alright?”