Everchanging {Open}

[Harry Potter]

Harry was in between classes and quite lost. Hogwarts seemed to be changing every time he turned his back. The marble staircase, for one thing, never stood still. Sometimes Harry found himself somewhere completely different than he was the last time he took the same stairs. It seemed like the stairs had moods and would only bring him certain places at certain times. He wanted to get to Potions class quickly so he wouldn't be late. From the sound of the worker at Madam Malkin's, Harry didn't want to make Professor Snape mad on the first day.

[Irvana Skelton]

Irvana jogged around the confusing stair cases. She was drowned in anxiousness and panic. She was going to be late for her class, and she had no idea where anything in this castle was. Other than her dorm anyways. Potions class. She caught a glimpse of the professor during the Sorting Ceremony the night before, and he did not look very pleasant at all. She viciously chewed on her lower lip, and she almost felt like crying.

Not paying attention to anyone around her, Irvana ran right into someone, causing herself to fall flat on her bum. Almost all of the particles in her bag spilled out. Irvana sighed slightly, chewing herself out in her mind. She was being careless. As she frantically grabbed for her possessions, she looked up for a moment to apologize. She almost gaped, but stopped herself and took a deep breath. She just ran into Harry Potter. He was bloody famous. For all Irvana knew, he would possibly start yelling at her, and he would ramble on about how much of a freak she was like several people had already done that morning.

"I am so sorry... I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and... Yea, um, I am really sorry."She said in one breath, stopping herself when she noticed she was rambling.