Post by nessa abigael byrne on Jan 9, 2020 20:38:48 GMT -7
October 23rd, 2024
Climbing the moving staircases from the second floor and up had always been a struggle for Nessa. Her irrational fear of heights kept her glued to the side of the stairs closet to the wall, even if she was walking against traffic, and her hand was almost always firmly gripping the railing. She had managed to reason with herself over the years that getting to Charms class on the third floor was easier than climbing all the way to the fourth floor for the library, but each extra set of stairs made it that much more difficult. Looking over the edge meant full on wobbly legs and the inability to continue walking if others were around. And that was why she was tardy to Charms every week. The professor didn’t need to know her deepest, darkest secret, and neither did her classmates. As far as they were concerned, she was smoking cigarettes in the bathroom. Nessa almost preferred that reputation to the alternative.
Today was slightly harder on her though. She wanted to go to the library, a rare occurrence due to her affliction, and getting to the platform on the third floor had certainly been a task. Making the trek in between classes with the rest of the students, she kept to her normal method and walked up the wrong side, pretending she wasn’t paying attention every time someone called her out on it. The younger students got a taste of her snarl, scaring them away without a peep. She may have only been a fifth year, but that was still an upperclassman to the majority of the students now.
Reaching the third floor by the time the bell went for classes to start, she came across one of her most dreaded situations: she timed the staircase incorrectly and headed up towards the fifth floor instead of the fourth. Being determined not to look over the edge of the railing and lose her collective marbles, she didn’t even notice until the almost unrecognizable fifth floor corridor was in front of her. She purposefully didn’t take classes that were taught up here, just so she minimize her issue.
“Ah…shit,” she muttered to herself as she turned around to take the stairs back down, only to have them depart in the other direction, leaving a five-story drop below free right in front of her. She knew the whole area was charmed to keep students from falling, but that didn’t mean much to such a primal fear of heights. Feeling her legs start to wobble under her, Nessa instinctively shot her hand out for the railing and backed away as quickly as she could. She only stopped when her hand hit the wall of the corridor, signaling to her legs that they were safe to give way and let her down onto the ground. Letting out a deep breath as her back slid down the wall, Nessa quietly waited for the stairs to return to where they were supposed to be, humiliated but happy that nobody else had been there to see her freak out.
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