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Out of all the places within Hogwarts the dungeons were one of the most nerve wrecking locations. Many younger years avoided the dungeons. Rose would have avoided the dungeons as well if it wasn’t for the fact that her last name was Snape. She hated the cold atmosphere that radiated from the walls. It was a miracle that her father and siblings didn’t have a permanent frostbite. Though Rose did suspect some Slytherins had a permanent frostbite. It would be a solution as to why some Slytherin housemates had such ugly scowls twenty-four seven. Sadly, Evander was not the exception to the rule. In fact, he seemed to be proof of Rose’s thesis. Rose crossed her arms as she continued to walk down the corridor. Blue eyes searched the shadows for any signs as to where Evander could be. She had miss talking with him at dinner and now that the meal was over she had presumed he would make his way back to the Slytherin common room. If history was to repeat than her assumption would be correct. Hopefully she would catch him before he split away into the snake pit.
Nothing major happened. It wasn’t like she needed to speak with him. Actually, there was no reason for her to be down in the dungeons. Couldn’t she just speak with Evander for something other than a problem? As she neared the basin Rose couldn’t help but smile. Without really thinking about her actions Rose stopped by the edge of the basin and simply stared into the water. Her reflection was merely a shadow with no details. The torch lighting of the dungeons wasn’t the best. It couldn’t be help. It was the lowest level of Hogwarts after all.
Carefully Rose placed herself onto the edge of the basin. In her current sitting position her robes hovered mere centimeters over the water’s edge. If father could see her now…Merlin, he may take points from Gryffindor just because she wouldn’t be able to make up a good excuse as to why she was down here. Rose shook her head slightly as if to rid herself of the thought. Unconsciously she dipped a hand into the cold water and watched the waves form as her hand moved. Evander would either be turning the corner soon or he had already reached the common room. There weren’t any clocks down here so she couldn’t tell what time it may be or how long she should wait. Curfew was at ten o’clock correct? Wait, was curfew at nine? Oh dear, her calendar was usually fill with social gatherings so Rose really didn’t bother to study the curfew times. Now if it had been her first year than Rose would have remembered. Back then her social calendar was just starting up and hadn’t fully taken over her life.
At the sound of footsteps Rose cocked her head up and glanced down the corridor. She didn’t bother to stand up. If it was a professor she would merely smile brightly. Actually, if it was anybody she would probably smile brightly. There really was no point in frowning. Oh! Perhaps it was a little Slytherin first year! First years were always so cute. Rose especially enjoyed teasing them. Her eyes lit up. Her hand was still inside the basin. Wouldn’t it be great fun to splash the passerby (so long as she knew who the passerby was). The two could get into a water fight! And if it did happen to be Evander…Well, she could start a water fight with him as well. Sure, it might end a bit differently than with another person but hey; he couldn’t kill her…right?
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