Aw. Don't let this die. I forgot about this, but I enjoyied it!
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
((I think it needs to be kick-started by making something happen. For instance...))
Vasha Brooks
They were a few weeks into school, and Vasha's charred jaw had finally started to heal. It was still very noticeably black. Still, even a little progress was something.
She was feeling very annoyed that the only thing anyone would talk about was the stupid dance coming up in three days. It wasn't so much that she hated dances, but it always seemed pointless to throw a rowdy social gathering a week before tests. If she stayed in her dorm to study, she was distracted by the noise from the dance hall. If she went, which hardly ever happened, the zombie spent most of her time sitting at a table alone thinking that she should be studying as the other students danced with their dates.
Vasha was brooding on this as she made her way down the hall. So absorbed was she in her thoughts that she didn't look up when she turned the corner.
"Oof! Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to..." She blinked. "Simon?"
The vampire brushed off the front of his clothes. "Don't worry about it Vasha, I'm fine."
"Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one-- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts." --The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis
Wow I never knew this story book was revived I should post:) Guys remember that the school is under threat from shutting down, becuase of the humans! So we need to kinda bring this into the story.
