Liddy did not think this Hogwarts thing was working out. She hated the crowds, the British were always calling their American slang "cute", and she was expected to be pleasant and helpful - it was all really horrible. And recently, the castle itself seemed to be acting up. Lights flickering, the ferry seeming to get off course at random times, food just not appearing... Liddy knew she could not just blame the Hogwarts students, but they were the most recent change. It sort of had to be connected, right?
Nevertheless, class went on. Of course, they could always choose when to attend classes, but Liddy preferred classes to being forced to socialize with her peers. She typically attended the maximum amount a student could, taking off classes with the less competent classes to finish up homework. Her Friday had been a long one and when a note had crossed her desk saying there was going to be a party in the dorm, she made the decision to spend the night in the library. She didn't hate parties. Some nights, she needed one. But lately, she was so burnt out on people, she just... couldn't.
She changed out of her uniform and gathered her books in her backpack, before heading over to one of the magical lifts to go to the library. She slipped in, paying no attention to the others in the lift, and hit a button. Her eyes closed, arms crossed over her chest, she was someone not to mess with.
So why was life insisting on it?
The lift let out a strange groan and one of her eyes opened, giving the panel a look of irritated confusion. The groan gave way to a metallic shriek and the entire lift bucked, the lights turning out as the entire thing came to a stop.
Liddy's wand was out and illuminated in a second, and she was already at the panel, hitting buttons. Nothing seemed to work so she tapped the emergency button.
Nothing.
"G*ddammit," she muttered.