Chapter 49 - First Quidditch Match Ⅲ (1/2)
Rowan furrows her brow as she carefully peers down the Great Hall. ”There is no way I can get there faster,” Rowan thought to herself. ”I'll just have to take a risk of being seen.” Thinking of the location, she suddenly vanished from the corridor to only appear two corridors away from Filch's office. Hurriedly reorienting herself, she briskly trots through the two corridors.
Rowan ignores the curious gazes of the portraits and peers around the corner to see James quietly sneaking towards Filch's door. Rowan sighs to her herself in worry and relief. ”It looks like Fleamont Potter has yet to gift James the invisible cloak. Probably a good thing, but not so great for me at the moment.”
Rowan tries to gesture to James trying to get his attention, but James is too preoccupied as he stealthily presses himself against the wall to sneak closer to the door. ”It looks like I have no choice,” Rowan thought as she reached for her wand.
The instant James is about to peer around the open door of Filch's office, Rowan sprits around the corner as James looks up in shock. Rowan is a blur as she shouts and points her wand into the office of Filch, ”Fumos!” Yellow sparks emerge from her wand as a cloud of smoke fills the office of Filch.
Rowan grabs James with her free hand and drags him away as a stream of curses can be heard from inside. ”Mrs. Norris!” Filch roared as a sharp meow can be heard as Mrs. Norris rushes out of the room in search of the culprits.
”Run fool!” Rowan hissed as James finally reacts and begins to run alongside her.
The two of them run down the stairs as they hear Mrs. Norris's meows close behind them. Rowan suddenly pulls James into an empty classroom and shuts the classroom behind them. The two try not to breathe as they hear the soft padding of Mrs. Norris paws to only stop and sniff for the culprits. The two hold their breaths for what seemed like forever until Mrs. Norris lets out an angry meow and continues forward.
They both slowly let out breaths of relief as they slump against the door. The two of them stare at each other for a moment, before bursting into laughter. Feeling something underhand, Rowan glances down to see that she is clutching James's hand. Rowan instantly let's go as if it were a hot potato and hastily gets up.
”You idiot, next time do your homework!” Rowan grumbled as she studied the empty classroom.
”The older boys said that all the professors attended the Quidditch matches,” James sheepishly replied as he got back to his feet. ”It sounded like a good idea at the time.”
”PROFESSORS! But Filch is a caretaker,” Rowan drily retorted.
James sheepishly shrugs and says, ”Sorry, my mistake.”
”Mm,” Rowan murmured as her eyes are drawn to a corner of the classroom to a dusty sheet covering a cabinet of sorts.
”Anyway, thanks,” James sincerely said as he sheepishly rubbed his unruly hair. ”But how did you know that I was here?”
”Because of the three other idiots,” Rowan distantly muttered as she walked over to the corner of the classroom.
”Idiots?” James crossly muttered to himself. ”Maybe, but what does that say about you?” James pointedly said to Rowan.
Rowan mumbles an inaudible reply not even paying attention to James words as she kicks up the sheet to see sliver claws and the bottom of a glassy surface. ”What is that?” James curiously asked as he took a step towards Rowan.
”Nothing of interest,” Rowan hastily lied as she turned away from the Mirror of Erised. The Mirror of Erised showed one their most desperate desires, but frankly Rowan was already aware of them and frankly, sometimes ignorance is bliss.
”If you say so,” James muttered unconvinced at seeing Rowan rapidly walk away. ”But seriously, what is it?”
”A mirror that shows you things that should never be seen by the light of day,” Rowan somewhat truthfully replied.
Seeing Rowan's somber reply James feels a tad guilty and says, ”Anyway, what I meant to say before is thanks.”