Astrid sat restless in the Gryffindor common room, the girl for some reason could not sleep. She looked around the common room, everybody was at sleep and she hated it. There was not much, she could but just sit there until the sun came out or try find some entertainment. But there was not much to do around Hogwarts especially when it was pass the curfew, everybody was scared of getting in trouble. But note Astrid, she was fearless Viking girl who did not care what creatures or trouble might lay in the halls of Hogwarts, she was ready to look for some mischief. And tonight,it was the night that she found her mischief around the halls of the school. Sure,if she got caught there was detention in the books but that was a small price to pay for the fun, that she could have.
Astrid slowly open the door of the Gryffindor common room and exit slowly not to make any noise. The last thing she needed was to wake up somebody and get caught before the fun began. She looked around as she ran down the stairs into the corridors, it was breezy night to say the least but the girl was excited that she was out of the common room. She took out her wand and pointed and whisper "Lumos.". she needed a light to guide her. Astrid was not sure where she was headed but she knew it was somebody far away from Gryffindor common room. The girl did not want go back there, she could not sleep and she did not want lay in bed with her eyes open.
As she reached the top of the stairs, she stood in front of a trophy case and just admired the trophies. Astrid wished that she could have her name engrave one of the trophies before she graduated but she did not see no chance in accomplished that. She did not want play quidditch since that was not proper of a girl of her stature. Astrid walked down the corridor and just stood in one of the balconies staring at the night sky wondering if somebody was coming to join her.
If you were to lift her bed covers, you would see Lysandra lying on her side with her eyes wide open. She laid there, waiting for the perfect time. Lysandra knew Rosalind Pendergast's nightly schedule down to a T, primarily because Lysandra was a frequent sneaker. Tonight Lys was feeling particularly claustrophobic, as this was not difficult for her to feel every night when she lived in a small dungeon under a huge body of water. All she had to do was to wait one more minute before departing, so she very slowly gathered her things in the darkness--a black gown, a black scarf, her black robe, her black boots, her black wand, and her black pointed hat. Oh, and her brown broomstick. She had used this setup night after night, as it ensured her escape through the shadows. It certainly helped that the dungeon was almost pitch black to begin with.
Hexagus guided her through the corridors of the dungeon as usual. His ability to see in extremely low light situations was very helpful to Lysandra. She had learned to use Hexagus' eyes through a particular spell--anything that Hexagus saw, she would see. So as her guide, he made it to the normal corridors first without detection. Up ahead, a bright white light shined by wand light above the flight of stairs. It would be most foolish to proceed, thought Lysandra. But the only way out of the castle from this path would require her to head forward.
A noise from behind Lysandra startled her attention. Someone was coming from behind now, blocking her path from retreat. Lysandra had to make a quick choice--either risk going forward, or risk going backward. She quickly commanded Hexagus to scout ahead, and the results of his findings showed that it was none other than the Gryffindor girl, Astrid. Whatever was behind her now, whether it be a professor, prefect, or what have you, was most likely not her friend. Lysandra leaped onto her broom and whisked up the stairwell to Astrid.
Lysandra whispered as hard as she could. "If you want to escape the castle without detention, I suggest you smother that light and hop on my broom. Now!" Hexagus hopped into Lysandra's arm, while the other asked for Astrid's hand.
