Osiris Draganov
Slytherin
Posts: 7
Age: 17
Gender: male
Orientation: homosexual
Status: single
Looking For: anything
Job or Year: 7th year
Side: neutral
Wand: Hornbeam, 9 inches, Rougarou hair
Pet: Sphynx named Lil' Monster
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Post by Osiris Draganov on Mar 16, 2023 19:42:40 GMT -5
The sun had already set, and curfew passed nearly an hour ago. Hogwarts had grown dark and quiet, the candles blown out and the figures in the paintings nodding off to sleep. Any rule-abiding student would have finished their homework and climbed into bed by now. Osiris, however, was not a rule-abiding student. He finished his homework, at the very least, but sleep was not so willing to come to him.
Wearing only a set of pajamas made of silk and a pair of fuzzy slippers, his wand tucked into his pants, the young man slipped out of the Slytherin common room and into the winding halls of the dungeon. His steps were slow and careful to not make a noise. Navigating the dungeons in the dark became easier over time. He knew were every squeaky floorboard or slippery stone was, and he could duck just before a cobweb overhead to graze his long pink hair.
His destination was the potions classroom. No school work needed to be done unsupervised, but he liked to toy around and experiment in the dead of night. Arriving at the door, he gingerly opened it, pausing briefly when it let out a slight squeak.
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