Leaks (open)

[hiroku]

Hiroku came into the girl's bathroom, clutching the letter that her brother had sent her. The envelope wasn't very heavy, but Wolfgang never wrote very much in his letters to her. She sat on the floor by the wall and ripped it open, reading the contents quickly and then re-reading slowly. Well, he had survived the first task. He hadn't mentioned what place he was in, but Hiroku would ask when she got around to replying. A small tear ran down her cheek as she began to wish that they were still as close as they used to be. She bet he wrote Angel tons.

[calcetines]

Angel walked into the bathroom, bag of potion ingredients slung over her shoulder. Nobody ever came in here because of Moaning Myrtle, so she found it a convenient place to brew potions. Especially her Wolfsbane. But now, she needed to refill her energy potion stores. Angel gave a feeble nod to Hiroku, not wanting to have an argument. She set up her cauldron and sat cross-legged on the floor, beginning to dump in ingredients.

[hiroku]

"Hi Angel," Hiroku said wearily. "Has Wolfgang told you what place he got in the first task?" Hiroku still didn't really like Angel, but she wanted some more information that what Wolfgang had told her, and perhaps Angel would know.

[calcetines]

Angel shook her head. Wolfgang didn't write too often, which made her worry all the more about him. She would have to give him a stern talking-to when she arrived in France. "Doesn't write much, he told me he lied and that's about it." said Angel. She stirred the potion twice counter-clockwise. It turned red. She knew the recipe y heart, she didn't even need a book now. Moaning Myrtle began to wail from the depths of her toilet.

[hiroku]

Hiroku crinkled her nose. "Me too," she replied unhappily. Wolfgang needed to start writing more or both she and Angel would go over the edge. Then there would be fireworks, for sure. Hiroku put a hand to her ear, trying to block the sound of Myrtle.

[calcetines]

"You get used to that after awhile," Angel said, tilting her head in direction of the toilet in which Moaning Myrtle was wailing in. "Sometimes she comes out to talk a bit." Angel probably got along with Myrtle better than others did, probably because of her father.

[hiroku]

Hiroku shrugged slightly at this, trying not to let it bother her. She didn't feel like summoning the energy to stand back up, nor did she like Myrtle's wailing. Why couldn't the stupid ghost just shut up and leave people to their peace?

[calcetines]

Angel stirred her potion quickly. Seventeen times clockwise. It hissed quietly, like an angered snake, and emitted a pale green smoke that glittered as it caught the light. She stirred slowly counter-clockwise four times and the smoke stopped. A smell like tea hung on the air a moment, but faded away.

[hiroku]

Hiroku looked over at the potion that Angel was brewing. She had never been very good at Potions and now she had no idea what Angel was making. "What are you brewing?" Hiroku asked, managing to keep her tone kind. She wasn't in the mood for a fight with Angel right now.

[calcetines]

"Energy potion," Angel said briefly, also attempting at keeping her tone polite and kind. She hated fighting with Hiroku, but they never did get along quite like they should. She had to let it sit for five minutes, then put on heat and add crushed mandrake leaves.

[hiroku]

"Right," Hiroku replied, feeling stupid for having to ask Angel what it was. Curse her brains, Hiroku had never really been the brainy type, nor had she really wanted to be. Hiroku pulled her hair back with her hands, closing her eyes for a moment. All she wanted was to sleep, was that such a big thing to ask?

[calcetines]

Angel wondered if she should brew herself a sleeping potion, it would be useful, but not nearly as the energy potion was. If it weren't for the complex potion, she would probably pass out every day. She yawned, then examined the color of her potion, it looked fine for right now. Angel ran a hand through her hair, she didn't know what to do with herself anymore.

[hiroku]

If this were one of her friends sitting near her, brewing a potion, Hiroku would keep talking, but instead she was sitting next to Angel Potter, the smart Ravenclaw dating her brother. Hiroku didn't really know what to say to her without feeling stupid. She pulled a rubber band off of her wrist and tied her hair back so it was away from her face.