Refresh

This website erse.cc/read-4408-912755.html is currently offline. Cloudflare's Always Online™ shows a snapshot of this web page from the Internet Archive's Wayback Machine. To check for the live version, click Refresh.

Chapter 637 - Supervision (1/2)

A Bend in Time EsliEsma 31170K 2022-07-25

On the morning of the Hogsmeade trip, Rowan awoke rather early in bed as she lay in bed and stared at the roof of her canopy bed. There were intricate carvings of fantastical beasts that had been engrained into the wood that had been carved by long-ago expert craftsmen. Her mind strays away from the expert craftsmanship and returns to the events of the Hunger's moon. Ever since that night she had been going over and over in her mind the pensive memories left by Marcellus searching for any details that may have escaped her at that time.

One such detail was that of the Ravenclaw friend of Bertie that went by the name of Beedle. The time period maybe would have been that of Beedle, the Bard, who wrote the famous wizarding children's storybook, ”The Tales of Beedle, the Bard.” But then again, it was certainly feasible that in secret family oral folklore the whispered events even reached the ears of later generations until Beedle, the Bard, who knew that much more than he should and preserved secretly, and somewhat abstractly in his own words. Whatever the case, it did not matter.

Often wizarding society seemed to forget that Gryffindor's were not the only ones who possessed courage. Countless others did or else the Auror's corps would be solely made up of Gryffindors! For courage can always be found even in the unlikeliest of places.

Putting her thoughts away, for the time being, Rowan rises from her bed and prepares for her long day. After a quick shower, and dress, she makes her way down into the common room to post a penned note on the common room board. Muttering a charm, the note sticks neatly onto the board as she steps back and nods in approval to reads the neatly written words.

”To third years and above, the carriages for Hogsmeade will depart as early as 8 o'clock in the morning. Please mind yourselves as there will be a Prefect's on patrol and points will be docked and detentions assigned for misbehavior upon returning to Hogwarts. All students are required to return on the last carriages from Hogsmeade that depart at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, no exceptions. Disobedience and failure upon return will incur a loss of fifty points per individual and a minimum of two weeks detention with Professor Mortimer.”

And Professor Mortimer was a far more terrifying threat than Professor Slughorn, Rowan darkly thought to herself, before she resumed reading.

”To all first and second years, Prefect Severus Prince shall remain at Hogwarts for the entire duration of the Hogsmeade trip. Board games may be played in the common room area and must be neatly put away upon no further use. Outings on the ground and elsewhere in the castle are permitted, but any flying is confined to the outer grounds. Any student found flying around or near the vicinity of the Forbidden Forest and Whomping Willow shall be docked ten points per individual and assigned detention with Professor Mortimer. That also includes other inappropriate behaviors that will cost a loss of points and detention if deemed appropriate.

Sincerely,

Prefect Rowan Prince.”

Satisfied that she had laid down the law, Rowan turns around to depart when she hears footsteps emitted from the boy's staircase. Glancing over she sees the figure of her twin brother, Severus. He looked rather well put together if not a pale as though he had not slept as much as he had desired. A faint smile appears on his lips as Severus spots his twin sister and the notice on the common room board.

”Well, that should certainly make things easier,” Severus remarked as they both moved away from the common room and towards the Slytherin common room entrance.

”I thought it best to make the rules abundantly clear lest the pesty brats find a way around them,” Rowan mockingly muttered as the wall slid open for them and out into the dungeons. The two of them shiver as the frigid dungeon air hits them and they hurry away.

”They always do,” Severus muttered breathlessly as they hurry up the winding staircase and emerge at the front hall and make their way into the Great Hall for breakfast.