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Post by Dónall Kennedy on Dec 10, 2007 21:27:58 GMT -5
It was a late Thursday night and Dónall couldn't sleep. Dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a dark green t-shirt, and armed with a heating charm instead of a sweater, Don wandered the dungeon halls. He had left the 'comfort' of his Common Room to wander aimlessly and enjoy the solitude of the night.
The twists and turns of the halls didn't deter him, he simply walked and walked, without thinking of going anywhere in particular. He pulled out his pocket watch heirloom, and checked the time. Letting out a whistle, he was shocked to see how late it was. 'Three in the morning, that's a record.'
However, the time didn't bother him, and he simply continued his meandering, not noticing the wall hangings or the portraits around him.
His late night wanderings had become routine this past week, as his House mates had become less and less bearable. The changes in his life, and the stress he was going through left him drained but unable to sleep, so he used his time to either read his many novels or wander the halls of the dungeon.
No matter how many times he walked the hallways, he still hadn't uncovered even half the secrets that lay in the basement of the Hogwarts castle, nor had he ever been caught out past curfew.
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