magzflynn: Fancy seeing a little pussy Kat roaming the halls. It's good to see you again.

/crosses her legs as she plays with her fire- Fancy seeing you here as well, Evan. Also, need I remind you, call me Katrina. 

m-mallard:

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/chuckles- Just to make them jealous and amuse myself with their reactions. /trails behind her as she glares at all the students they pass by as she multi-tasks, listening to her story; as they reach the platform, she blinks her eyes at her, smiling slightly- You are like a living dragon, Mathilde. A fire cannot kill a dragon, my grandfather would always say. /peeks sideways to see that no one is looking at them; afterwards, when the coast has been cleared, she snaps her fingers, a fire revolving around her hands- It means that you are a modern dragon, Mathilde. A reincarnation, perhaps.

 -she breathes out her words in utter awe- A Dragon…? Me? -her eyes widen, filled with awe and desperate longing as katrina conjures the flames- Can that really happen? Can a person be… a dragon? -she nods solemnly- Your Grandfathers right. Fire cannot kill a Dragon. -they continue to walk until they reach the stretch of the seventh floor corridor, and the room of requirements door appears. mathilde opens it and is surprised when she finds what at first appears to be an empty class room - except there’s mirrors everywhere, and bean-bags and pillows instead of desks and chairs- This is different… this is like a training room!

/tilts her head to the other side- Perhaps, Tilly; I read it from somewhere that it’s possible to have a soul of a dragon inside you despite your body being a mortal—they’re quite rare. /smiles as she waves her hand to play with her fire- He is; he’s been a splendid mentor. /they step inside the room, she roams her eyes around in awe, her mouth agape; she looks beside her where Mathilde is standing, nudging her gently- I suppose this room is more of what a person requires and/or needs at that moment. /stepping forward, she takes her hand and walks toward the centre- This is glorious! This reminds me of home.

m-mallard:

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/casts her a comforting smile as she walks beside her- Hmm, I see. I should read that book sometime so I could at least know some secrets and share it with my Durmstrang friends. /puts her hands behind her back as they walk- I like that room already. Anyway, Mathilde, when have you started to be fond of fire? 

-blinks- Why would they want to know of Hogwart’s history? -starts to ascend the staircase and thinks for a moment before answering her- It’s just always sort of been there. When I was a toddler, apparently I’d demand for my baths to be “hotter” until they became scaulding hot, but they felt just right to me. A house elf accidentally poured a jug of boiling water all over my hands when I was seven, and it didn’t hurt or leave blisters. I put my hand in hot coals when I was five and I didn’t burn. -looks up at her for a second and then continues- I was always really good at conjuring fire with charms and things, without really having to try. Does any of this mean anything…? What do you think?

/chuckles- Just to make them jealous and amuse myself with their reactions. /trails behind her as she glares at all the students they pass by as she multi-tasks, listening to her story; as they reach the platform, she blinks her eyes at her, smiling slightly- You are like a living dragon, Mathilde. A fire cannot kill a dragon, my grandfather would always say. /peeks sideways to see that no one is looking at them; afterwards, when the coast has been cleared, she snaps her fingers, a fire revolving around her hands- It means that you are a modern dragon, Mathilde. A reincarnation, perhaps.

m-mallard:

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/nods in agreement- Agreed, Mathilde, but he has duties to fulfil. We must understand. /grins slyly- The Come and Go room? That’s a fancy name for a room. /taps her chin, thinking- Though it could work. Shall we go there? Also, do you mind leading the way? I’m not familiar of the floor plan here at Hogwarts.

-sighs sadly- Yes… you’re right of course. -bites her lip- Well, that’s what it’s detailed as in Hogwarts: A History. I stumbled across it pretty accidentally, I needed somewhere to hide… and this door appeared on my left. I went inside, and it was this huge room, as long as the eye could see just full of junk. When I left… I turned around and the door had disappeared again. -stands up, grinning excitedly- Yes of course, follow me!

/casts her a comforting smile as she walks beside her- Hmm, I see. I should read that book sometime so I could at least know some secrets and share it with my Durmstrang friends. /puts her hands behind her back as they walk- I like that room already. Anyway, Mathilde, when have you started to be fond of fire?