Where am I?!

Rise looked around her frantically. She had gotten lost! How in the world was she lost? She had been here for six years, and at that point in time, she had no idea where she was at. She was in an empty corridor, no one was around, and it was eerily silent. It was after dinner, and Rise had been heading towards the library, when she had let her thoughts get carried away, and she had gone up one stair to few, and she was quite literally directly below the library. She looked around for a long moment, staring at the empty corridor, before she moved to a door and opened it. What she had expected was not what she saw. She had expected a simple empty classroom, with some old chairs covered in dust, and probably a bad word written on the chalkboard by peeves. What she saw instead, was a completely different corridor, the walls lined with trophies, and suits of armor creaking to look at her as she walked in.

Rise held her books to her chest, her Hufflepuff scarf securely in place, as she walked along the corridor, completely fascinated with the room she found herself in. The Trophies were incredibly old, some of them very dusty, but you could tell a few of them had been recently polished, possibly by people who were in detention. She moved towards a case and squinted at the dusty plaque that stated a name, and an award to someone who had gotten it. She wandered throughout the long corridor, squinting at names, and thoroughly forgetting that she was completely lost.

This was great, just great. Monica had gotten herself in trouble by trying to keep a younger student out of it. The kid was trying to pull a prank on one of the professors, and Monica had tried to stop him. Of course the kid had to be a Slytherin and a snitch. When the professor had walked into the classroom and asked what was going on, the little boy had said it was she who was pulling a prank on the professor, adn that he was trying to stop her. Monica had been tempted to speak out but when the professor asked if this was true, Monica found no other way out and she had said yes. She was given detention, and now she was to clean the trophies in the Trophy room. That's what she got for trying to help a Slytherin

What a bother.

But as she walked to the third floor, she had run into the kid that had blamed the prank on her, and she got even with him. She had hexed him so badly that he's never going to blame anything on her ever again. She walked down the corridor to the Trophy Room satisfied with herself for the hexing, and when she stepped into the room, she stopped dead in her tracks, surprised by the fact that someone else was there. She stepped in all the way, and closed the door behind her. Monica had a bad feeling about this girl, but she couldn't tell what it was. She eyes the girl suspiciously but managed to smile at her. "Hi, what are you doing here?" she asked, as nicely as she possibly could.

Rise jumped three feet in the air when someone came in and she immediately backed up, frightened. Something wasn't right with this girl, something was seriously wrong, and Rise felt the need to bolt, to hide, to sit and cower, anything but stand under the glare of this girl who had just entered the room. "I.. I mean.. I erm... I'm sorry.. I was just.. I was looking.. I mean to say.." Rise stammered over her words, her eyes wide, backing away from the girl before she hit a suit of armor, who grabbed her arm to keep her from falling over. "Steady there." The knight said and Rise looked up at him fearfully, her eyes filled with tears, and she slowly took a step towards the girl again, fear flooding her system.

"I'm sorry.. I erm... I just meant... I should.. go then.. I mean.. yeah.. I should go." She said struggling over her words, fear choking them in her throat before she could get them out and making her sound like a scared puppy, her every body movement suggested a dog with it's tail between it's legs, and its head bent, trying to get away from a bad beating. "I got lost.. I should go now.." she said softly, her eyes darting towards the exits, the suddeness of the girl's appearance making it obvious that the shock of the situation had left her in a turmoil to quick to pull herself out of.

Monica stared at the girl, puzzled as to why she go scared. Okay so maybe Monica caught her offguard, but she seemed way to scared for that to be the only problem. Raising an eyebrow, Monica watched her as she hit a suit of armor. "Don't worry." Monica said, putting her hands out in front of her a little. "Why are you so scared? I won't hurt you." she told the girl. This girl seemed familiar to Monica but she didn't know from where. Monica hardly ever remembered faces.

Trying to show the girl that she wouldn't hurt her, Monica stepped away from her and smiled at her, revealing her fangs accidently. Monica was oblivious to that fact and to the fact that the girl not human. That was the bad feeling she had gotten when she first saw the girl. The feeling had faded quickly when she saw how startled the girl was from her asking what she was doing there. Something in Monica's mind finally snapped into place, and she knew where she knew the girl from. "You're in Hufflepuff, aren't you?" she asked the girl suddenly. She had seem the girl in the common room before, but she k=never paid much attention to her.

Rise was struggling to catch her breath, and finally she managed to do it in the moment of silence as the girl smiled at her and her mind snapped into place as to why she was so afraid. It wasn't anything about the girl, it was the fact that the wolf inside didn't like her, wanted her to bolt. The girl was a Vampire. How many of them were in the school! Holy crap! Rise caught her breath and realized the girl didn't know what she was, but she did recognize something else about the girl. She was a Hufflepuff. "Oh.. erm.. yes.. yes, I'm sorry.. I guess you just.. gave me a fright is all.. I'm lost, and I wasn't expecting to run into anyone up here.." she said trying her best to smile as she took a step away from the suit of armor and towards the girl, every instinct in her body telling her to run.

It was late, no one was around, and she was in the presence of her worst rival. Well, obviously they had something in common, they were both Hufflepuffs, and Rise had never even met her, so it was hard to call her a rival, but the fact stood clear, She was a vampire, and Rise was a werewolf, she made sure to keep that fact secret, though obviously some people knew, a few she had told, or found out, or were in her dorm, those who had to know for their own safety. But this girl shouldn't.. she wasn't sleeping in her dorm, she was sure of it, she looked to be maybe a year or two younger then Rise, which was comforting, Rise was older, she had the upper hand, sorta.. "Rise.. Rise Lehmberg." she said softly, slowly moving forward to the farthest point she could get from the girl without seeming rude, and sticking out her hand. "Hufflepuff 6tn year." She said simply, tugging uncomfortably at the Hufflepuff scarf around her neck, knowing it was hot, and knowing she shouldn't have it on, but if the girl saw her scar... that would be disaster.