Winter Nights *open

[roxanne marie weasley]

Roxanne shivered as yet another cold wind blew on her face. It was past curfew and she longed to get back to her cozy dorm but her rounds kept her handcuffed to the chilly castle. The downsides of being a prefect seemed to come to life during these nights especially when there was nobody to give her company. The night was eerie and she shuddered as her shadow leapt up at her. Honestly, she should have got used to it by now but she just couldn't. She avoided looking at her shadow and diverted her eyes to something more irrelevant. This was usually how winter nights passed for her. On most days, she would convince her fellow prefect or a close friend to tag along with her but this was one of those days when everyone seemed to back out. Obviously cozy bed or her. Cozy bed would win hands down.

She walked down the deserted hallway, her eyes from her peripheral vision trying to get one glance of her monster-like image on the wall but her mind keeping her away from it. The last time she had done this, she had fainted and it had all gone downhill from there. To keep her company, she hummed to herself, a tune that she had made up herself when she had to block someone's voice out of her mind. She did this a lot and yes, it was stupid but she found herself at peace. As she got closer to the end of the corridor, her eyes saw someone. She figured it was a professor but she shouldn't be making assumptions. She walked further towards the figure, squinting her eyes as she did. "Hey!" she shouted, her voice echoing back to her.

[fabian harrison greyback]

One of the things Fabian couldn't stand about the castle was that it was so cold. It'd always been like that as long as he'd been there. Sure, certain times of the day and certain places in the castle were totally warm and cozy-- but at night it got extremely bitter. He'd been grading papers down in his dungeon classroom he'd inherited extra late and he lost track of time; he was tired and needed to make it up to his office to get some sleep before the morning.

Typically on late nights when Fabes roamed the castle he wouldn't run into anyone. Sometimes he'd meet another professor along the way and he'd met a pair of prefects once- but he never caught anyone out when they weren't supposed to be. If anything, another professor would catch him out and think he was another student until they got a good look at his face-- he was still pretty young. A "hey!" came out of nowhere and it scared him bad. He jumped a little bit and whipped around to see a figure of a girl walking towards him. He blinked his eyes, trying to see if he could recognize her and walked towards her too. "Hey," he said quizzically. "Just Professor Greyback here."

I thought we could do something with them? =]

[roxanne marie weasley]

She was surprised when another voice came back at her. In most situations, people would actually give her a slip. Run and hide away but she was fairly quick with her feet so she most times, she caught hold of them if not always. She thought that it might be one of her fellow prefects but the voice was far too deep, for a kid even in his seventh year but it was her best bet. A second later, she realized that the person was moving towards her and with the minimal light that the corridor provided her with, she was able to recognize the person and finally the person, himself. It was Professor Greyback.

Her heart did the tiniest flutter when he started getting closer. It was a harmless little crush she had on him which had just begun at the end of her fifth year. Whenever he walked inside, it took Roxanne lots and lots of hard work to tear her gaze away from him. "S-Sorry, Professor. I had no idea it was you," she said, flashing an apologetic smile at him. The last thing she wanted was to have Professor Greyback form a bad impression on her. For the most part, she was a good student but sometimes her clumsy nature was one disadvantage that she never got rid of.