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March 9th, 1889 — Hogwarts Dungeons
For Conundrum Roulette

Ten house points gone and an evening spent here, in paradise. What more could you ask for?

Not having to scrub out old cauldrons, that’s for sure. And the company is…not necessarily who you would have chosen. But all in all, it probably could be worse. The lanterns could go out for one, but you can still see just fi—oh, there they’ve gone.

Still, at least you’ve got your wa—no, you had to leave that in your dormitory. Professor’s orders.

Still, it’s not as though you’re trapped in the dark, right?

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“It’s locked.”

It had taken some time—and an accidental collision with one of the others—for Idunn to find her way to it, but the latch on the old door was clearly not going to budge. Whether locked intentionally or simply warped over the centuries, the Ravenclaw did not know, but her face plummeted into a frown of displeasure (not that anyone could see).

As far as the third year was concerned, she should not have even gotten detention. Her potions partner had been an idiot, to think that ‘essence of wormwood’ would be just as good as standard wormwood, and frankly, had needed to know this. And Idunn thought herself well within her rights to have smacked him, rather than risk the cauldron blowing up if he had succeeded in disregarding her warning.

The professor, though, had not agreed.

And so here she was, in the dark, no wand, no way out, and no companions that were even vaguely useful. Well, perhaps Lestrange would come in handy—as surely someone would come looking for him, even if they couldn’t be bothered about the trio of witches—but he hadn’t shown any particular usefulness of late.



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It was not Claire's fault that the prefect had not taken the joke well of a snail on their plate! That was rather hilarious. Many laughed. The prefect? Not so much. There was yelling, a crashing sound, and a few fingers pointed her way for the whole ordeal. How could she have known that the prefect was going to act that way? Most would just sigh and grumble, only to laugh about it later. Even Mama did that. She usually got really angry at pranks, but that one was harmless!

So now she was in the dark with older students and no way out. Was it the professor's doing? Peeves? Or just rather dumb luck? That remained to be seen. She remembered the last time that she was locked in a room. That crazy girl that thought that Cele and her were the same person had broken the door. With a knife. Please none of these people had a knife.

A locked door could mean that it could be unlocked. Taking out her wand, she was walking over when she bumped into someone. Dropping said wand, she heard it roll away. "My wand!" Don't step on it, don't step on it, oh goodness please don't step on it. Mama would be so mad! And how could Claire possibly get through her classes without a wand!



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Crystal was mildly annoyed that there were two Slytherins in this detention. There should have been a Hufflepuff, instead. Then it would have been a full party. And all the houses would be less ten points.

The detention itself didn't bother her. No wand? Great. She hadn't had a wand before she was eleven and nearly four months of the year she wasn't able to use it. She didn't feel like she was completely dependent on the magic.

When the lights went out she shrugged it off. The darkness didn't bother her. Whatever the professor wanted them to do, they obviously couldn't do now. She turned to the voice of the first year, curious as to why she had her wand when they'd all been told to not bring them. Whatever.

She decided to just linger to the side and not say anything. It was her mouth that had landed her in trouble in the first place and she'd be damned if she got in more trouble in detention.



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What the first year had failed to realize was the fact that she actually had left her actual wand in her dorm. But she had brought a chocolate wand that she had foolishly mistaken for her own* in the 'light' of the darkness they were surrounded in. Oblivious to the fact that the chocolate weighed less than her actual wand, her panic was far from necessary. The only danger leading to this wand being stepped on was a sticky mess on someone's shoe and possibly said person slipping on said chocolate.


*OOC - I swear on all things good in this world that I totally blanked and forgot that they weren't supposed to have wands. My fault, not Claire's. But I ain't gonna make Ocean change her post on my mistake, so here we are.
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"Your wand?" Idunn asked the voice—she could not identify it and, frankly, was not inclined to try—with genuine surprise. "Well don't just stand there like a fool, light it."

Without any trace of light in the musty room, Idunn did not know that the girl had actually dropped her wand, nor that she had not truly brought it in the first place. All she knew was that it was dark, the wand could fix that, and the delay was entirely obnoxious.



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"And hurry up about it, some of us have better places to be," Kristoffer cut in snidely. Two weird gingers and one of the half-vampires, and not a looker among them: being plunged into darkness was almost a relief.  

Still, the evening so far had been less than spectacular, even considering the fact that as soon as the professor had left the room, Kristoffer had promptly dropped the sponge, not having the faintest inclination to clean out old cauldron grime like a bloody house elf, detention or not.

He was a prefect. He clearly hadn't deserved to end up here: evidently it had just been a shoddy excuse to have him keep the rest of these delinquents in line.

But even at his chiding, there was no burst of light or the sound of an unlocking door, so Kristoffer marched over towards them - or meant to. He huffed in impatience, just before his foot crunched on something in his path, squelching into something sticky that almost saw him skid the last few paces. Fortunately, he grabbed at one of the girls to catch his balance, not particularly concerned about theirs.
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Annoyance gripped at Crystal as the first year dropped her 'wand' and then none of them could even think about being able to see. While she might've had a tad bit better sight than the others, it was to dark for her. She grumbled as she heard the seventh year step on something and cringed as the sound it made. The Slytherin gripped the first thing she could find as Mr. Lestrange used her for balance so he didn't fall to the floor. She realised, half a second to late, that the only thing close enough to her was nothing. she lost her balance and ended up on the floor.

If only the older Sytherin could see her glare.

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Claire was far more preoccupied trying to find the wand than what everyone was snapping at her. So when she heard a very odd sound, her cheeks blushed red when she realized her mistake. To make things worse, her stumbling around for her wand ended up making her bump into someone else. Letting out a little squeak, the smallest member of the group was quite startled by the collision.



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Startled, Idunn roughly shoved whatever it was that had bumped into her, irritated that there was still no light.

"Merlin help me, I'm going to die in here surrounded by fools."



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One of the girls, whichever he had grabbed (he didn't know which it had been and, obviously, he didn't care), had slipped onto the dungeon floor. Another was squeaking like a newborn rat, and another had begun grumbling about fools.

Merlin help her? Please. "Get out of my way," Kris commanded with barely-disguised exasperation, pushing past whoever was still between him and the door and gesturing them backwards, though they couldn't much see it in the dark. Locked, someone had said, but pshaw. They might need a wand to save them, but he was sure he could manage it either way. However masterful he was with a wand, he had plenty of other talents, and he was certain if anyone was equipped to ram through the door with sheer force, it would be him. Always the hero, he knew.

After all, he was a seventeen-year-old boy with a beater's biceps and an ego the size of the castle. What was a rusty old dungeon door to him?
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"We're going to be trapped in here all night." Crystal said dryly as she heard the older Slytherin make his way over to the door. "Why bother injuring yourself?" It didn't make sense to the blonde. They didn't need someone injured and on the floor if there wasn't a reason for it. She pushed herself off the floor.



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Now the little Gryffindor felt dizzy as zhe tried to get up. Hard to do in the dark when one couldn't see anything. Then she had an idea. "One of you can use wandless magic!" One of them, since she had no clue how to do it. Given that she was only a first year.



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"Don't be a fool!" Idunn chided derisively, throwing her hands into the air in exasperation and hitting someone in the nose in the process.



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Injure himself? Kristoffer scoffed. “I’m going to - save - us,” he grunted. Singlehanded, probably. (He was not going to embarrass himself by trying wandless magic, though. This was a moment for brawn over brains if ever there had been one.) He drew back and rammed his shoulder into the door, hard.

Bloody ow. Gritting his teeth, Kristoffer tried again. The wooden door did not split down the middle quite how he’d been envisioning. Ignoring the girls’ twittering as best he could, he thumped repeatedly on the door instead, hoping someone - anyone, a damned house elf if need be - heard the racket and ventured down to get them out.
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