BAD GIRL'S WORLD | BRIGH

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Let 'em sell what they are sellin', there are no buyers here So gather all the rebels now, we'll rebel-rouse and sing aloud We don't care

9 JANUARY 2026

It was the first Friday since the start of the final term at Hogwarts, and to an extent, Isabel was already done. She was tired of her classes and the homework; already, she had checked out. Isabel knew that she shouldn't be, but she was. It wasn't like what she wanted to do with her life required what she learned at Hogwarts, right? I mean, there was wandless magic and apparition, but some of the stuff they taught seemed pointless. Or maybe that was the young witch's thought in that moment. She was ready to graduate and be done with it, but she decided to do something fun that day.

After the morning feast, Isabel left the Great Hall with the rest of the crowd of Gryffindors and other houses. Instead of following many of them to her first class, which she shared with many other students, she slipped from the crowd. Her eyes wandered as if she were sneaking out of her house and making sure no one was entering her room...Not that she had snuck out of her bedroom at home. People shouldn't question her, seeing as different people had different classes; maybe she had a class outside. But she knew that no one would believe that.

Slipping outside, the young witch headed out into the Courtyard. She pulled her cloak tighter around herself, slipping down the steps and heading deeper into the outside world. She wasn't sure where to go, where to hide, where she wouldn't be found, but she knew eventually that she'd find somewhere. Right?

BRÍGH ENNIS O'DALAIGH

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[BRÍGH ENNIS O'DALAIGH]

The seventh year Gryffindors rose in unison, off to the first class of the day. Brígh slung her bag over her shoulder and sauntered after the others in her year, waving farewell to Addy and Cheese who had class together. As she was turning away from her friends, Brígh spotted a familiar form ducking out of the queue of students and through the massive oak doors. Now, Brígh knew plenty well that the seventh year Gryffindors did not have a free period. And yet, she watched with slightly narrowed eyes as Isabel O'Hare disappeared.

A snap decision, and Brígh followed Isabel. She was curious, though perhaps the decision hadn't been the right one as she shuddered, the cold wind tearing through her school robes as if they weren't even there. Brígh hastened her pace as Isabel slunk out through the courtyard. "Off for an adventure?" Brígh called, sauntering up to Isabel. "And they say I'm the one who sneaks off the most in our house," said Brígh with a half smile, silently informing Isabel that she was just as open to mischief.

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Let 'em sell what they are sellin', there are no buyers here So gather all the rebels now, we'll rebel-rouse and sing aloud We don't care

The coldness of the day bit at exposed skin, moving school robes to the side as she bound into the outside world. She needed to disappear before someone, especially a Prefect or a Professor, caught wind of her escape. She knew that if she were caught, her adventures would be stopped entirely. A female voice spoke, causing her to sputter for a second before her dark eyes narrowed in on the familiar ginger. Of course, Brígh would have followed if she saw her sneak away. But what if someone saw Brígh and followed? Then again, the ginger was more infamous for sneaking out than she was; she likely would have been given the title "most likely to sneak out" if there was one.

"You sneak off the most; I just skip class the most," she said with a smirk. Though, she made sure that she was studious enough to keep her position on the Quidditch team, something she enjoyed just as much as her art. She had been surprised that she had kept it anyway, with her attitude and demeanor towards authority figures. "Though, I must admit...the most likely to sneak off and the most likely to skip class should team-up. I must confess, I had no idea where I was going to hide for the day...and I'm sure you have plenty of places?"

BRÍGH ENNIS O'DALAIGH

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[BRÍGH ENNIS O'DALAIGH]

Brígh had perfected the art of slipping out unseen - uncanny, especially with the vibrance of her hair. But she simply had a way of melting into the shadows, and she knew the corridors of the castle better than most. That could be attributed to frequent night time wanderings. When Brígh spotted Isabel dipping out of line, she immediately followed. It was more than likely that her classmate would have more interesting plans than whatever Professor Zabini had planned for Defence Against the Dark Arts. She approached Isabel, and called out to her. They were well out of earshot of anyone else.

Pretending to think for a moment, Brígh tapped her lips with a finger then shrugged. "I'll allow that," she replied amicably. Isabel admitted that she hadn't had a distinct place in mind, and Brígh immediately considered their options. There was a distinct chill in the air, a breeze that would likely be stifled by closely grown trees. "The forest? I heard there were unicorns in there. But I suppose they're rather deep," said Brígh thoughtfully. "You wouldn't happen to know what creatures live in there now, would you? I dropped Care of Magical Creatures."

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Let 'em sell what they are sellin', there are no buyers here So gather all the rebels now, we'll rebel-rouse and sing aloud We don't care

The brunette let out a soft laugh, "I'm glad I have your permission," she said, her tone teasing. Isabel didn't need permission; she did as she pleased and dealt with the consequences. Of course, with it being her last year at Hogwarts, now her last term, she didn't care about those consequences. She was passing enough that it wasn't serious; just because she didn't show up for class didn't mean she didn't show up to turn in the homework sometimes. She was sure the teachers were annoyed with that, but this would be the last term they dealt with Isabel O'Hare.

She shrugged her shoulders when Brígh questioned if she knew what lived there now as if she knew. "It's my last term here...I would sell my left t!t to see a unicorn before I'm not allowed to step foot on this campus again," she breathed out, letting a laugh flutter free from her lips. "No clue, I decided against that class this year..." she said, But why take the mystery out of our little adventure," she smirked.

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