In search of refuge [Was]

[Eleanor Smith]

Ellie looked at herself critically in the mirror. She brushed her hair and it had fallen into natural curls for some reason today. With a small frown she shrugged on her coat. Summer called it her 'vampiric' coat, it was tight at the top then flaring at the bottom. She had a black denim skirt on underneath and a black laced top, just to finish it she had her customary eyeliner too.

She took her drawing pad from her bed and started down the dorm stairs and out of the Common Room. She was in a restless mood today, just looking for somewhere quiet to relax. She looked through various rooms before settling on the empty Ballroom. She opened the grand doors and smiled as she stepped inside.

Sitting on the steps down to the floor she put her pad on her knee, but no drawing would come. She sighed and threw her pad across the room in frustration. Standing up she walked down the stairs and picked up her pad again. She put it to one side and looked around the room. She could picture it full of dancing couples, but the picture wouldn't go to paper.

She slipped her coat of and felt glad on her tights on under her skirt. There was no one there so did a quick no handed cartwheel. She smiled, some habits never died. She wished she had some sort of dance partner, she practised some steps but it wasn't the same. Doing a backflip she cursed as she landed on her bum instead of her feet. There was still no one here to her relief and she practised some of her steps again, before spinning on the spot. She wished she had her point shoes from ballet, then she could really dance. She was so caught up she didn't hear the doors creak open again......

[Was Sarginson]

Was looked in and didn't see anyone. He had come in to get some time alone. He would sit and think, maybe relax for a while. He found a table, sat down at it, hoisted his legs on top of it and closed his eyes, immersing himself in thought. He made no attempt to be quiet. He wasn't disturbing anyone.

[Eleanor Smith]

Ellie heard something and stopped as quickly as she had started. Spotting a boy from her house a few yeras older than her she went back over to her pad. Maybe if she wasquiet she would leave without him noticing her

[Was Sarginson]

Was thought he heard a noise and opened his eyes. he stood up. he looked around and saw someone sitting with a notepad
he thought he recognised her. She was from his house, but a few years below.
"what's your name again? Isn't it Ellie or something?" he asked, he thought he was right but couldn't be sure.

[Eleanor Smith]

Ellie heard his voice, she had been noticed. She turned around. "Umm.. Yeah I'm Ellie, who are you?" She asked, she was never a social butterfly and hadn't even learnt the names of everyone in her house. She leant against the wall, her black coat behind her on the floor. She sat down on the steps, still trying to remember if she'd met him before

[Was Sarginson]

"Was Sarginson. 7th year. what year are you in? I only know you from what i remember hearing and seeing in the common room sometimes."
he decided to see what happened here. It might do him good to talk rather than be silent as he was quite a lot of the time.

[Eleanor Smith]

"4th" She replied, she hated that everyone she met seemed to be older than her, except Crystal, who was the year below. Were there no other fourth years in this school? Oh yeah there was Sarah.

The common room? Since when was she ever spoken about in there? "What have you heard from there?" She asked, whatever it was, it probably wasnt good

[Was Sarginson]

"nothign serious." he said, acknowledging the look on her face. "you do just pick up people's name's as time goes on you know. I probably heard someone talk about you while you were in the room. that's all i know about you and all I know about what people might say about you."

[Eleanor Smith]

Ellie wasn't completely convinced but she wasn't exactly going to ask anything else. "I'm not one of the people that everyone talks about thats all"

She picked up her coat and slipped it on before sitting down, the ballroom was colder than it usually was. She opened her pad to the page she had been working on. She had the ballroom, but she didn't have the people.She had an image in her mind but it wouldn't go onto the paper

[Was Sarginson]

"could've fooled me." he said. "judging by your reaction, it does happen. if not that then there's something else bothering you. he added.

he closed his eyes after saying that. she seemed immersed in her pad so he decided to get some thinking time in. he didn't expect her to reply.

[Eleanor Smith]

She didn't think she was spoken about, if she was she hoped someone would tell her what about. She was the quiet Ravenclaw girl, people more likely spoke about Kiera.

She looked down at the pad and snapped her pencil in half. Why wouldn't her picture just come to her? Frustration taking over she shut the pad and put it to one side, staring at the wall opposite her

[Was Sarginson]

He opened an eye to see a frustrated Ellie snap a pencil in half. What a waste. He couldn't concentrate if he had some 14 year old getting angry with her stationery.

"what's the problem?" he asked impatiently.

[Eleanor Smith]

She noticed his tone and resisted frowning.

"Nothing" she said, a bit sharply. She stood up and put her pad under her arm, she was obviously bugging him. "Bye" and went to leave