Post by narcissa virga black on Nov 7, 2011 17:29:13 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d3d1d1; background:url(http://i53.tinypic.com/sutzmh.jpg); width: 300px; height: 400px; -moz-border-radius: 2em; border-radius: 2em; -webkit-border-radius: 2em; border: #d3d1d1 3px solid;] beautiful & dirty rich , Narcissa was going to skip Herbology. It seemed like a good class to skip and Narcissa couldn’t stand to walk all the way to the greenhouses in the sweltering hot sun. And then she’d have to standing them for hours! Ugh! She could only picture the ball of frizz that would be her hair if she ventured out into the humidity. Her beauty charms would have no affects on a raging mother nature. So she’d told a few key students (the type that would repeatedly mention that she was feeling ill to the professor and that they’d seen her looking paler than usual that day) before slipping off into the dungeons. She knew the moment she began to walk beneath the surface because the air shifted. While it had been stiflingly hot, the stones and hair were cool and pleasant. Her body reveled in the difference, the very small layer of sweat that had formed on her skin finally disappearing. Narcissa slipped into the common room, dropped her things to the ground, and then collapsed onto one of the leather couches. It was cool to the touch, providing the final bit of relief. Transfiguration had been torture; that classroom was always ten million degrees too hot. She’d almost held her breath and fainted to get out, but they’d been released a few moments early. When she felt she finally regained her strength taken away by the heat, Narcissa sat up and eyed the rest of the common room squatters. There were a few first years (which was what Narcissa assumed all students who she did not know were) playing with gobstones in the corner, but that was it. She sighed, leaning back in the chair. She covered her eyes with her arm before sighing loudly again. She closed her eyes, waiting to hear the sound of the common room door open and let someone of interest enter. WORDS: 325 OUTFIT: Click! TAGS: Any slytherins ;] credit to hay shay ! at caution 2.0 |
