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			<title><![CDATA[Stairway deigned!  - Any Firsties]]></title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Tuesday, Tuesday before lunch, where was she meant to be? Blossom suddenly couldn't remember, she wasn't used to having to be in a particular place at a particular time. It was hard. She had to do and be places other people wanted, not what she wanted or where she wanted to be. Her sisters had never warned her this was what school was like. She knew she was in one of the tower classrooms, whoever thought having classes in a tower was a good idea clearly didn't have to lug books up and down stairs five days a week. It was brutal. Her sisters had also forgotten to tell her how huge Hogwarts was, she had spent the first 3 weeks getting lost. She still got turned around and confused corridors and rooms, she accidently ended up in a 4th year lesson the other week. She only realised when Briar had looked at her confused and asked her why she was there. Of course that made her tardy for her next lesson.<br />
<br />
And lessons, well they were even worse. She thought there would be more wand stuff, there was in fact more book stuff than wand stuff. And it seemed every professor had visibly rolled their eyes, warned her they were watching her or instantly sat her away from others when they learned her last name was Asquith. She would have to thank her various sisters for that later. She had her suspicions which sister it was, but in fairness it could have been any of them. She wanted to be different but her families reputation was making it very difficult.<br />
<br />
She glanced at her time table pulling it from the pocket in her pinafore, she had colour coded it, so she knew where to be at a glance, the next block before lunch was green, Herbology, oh great it was going to take forever to get there, she knew she could double back and go out the back of the tower but that was a longer way to the greenhouses. But then she saw other first years, maybe they knew a quicker way, as she moved to catch up with them she began to get her bearings, she was near the grand staircase, if she went down there it would mean she was closer to the green houses, perfect. Obviously they knew their way better than she did.<br />
<br />
Blossom walked quickly and passed several of the other first years as she started down the stairs, she got down about a flight before there was a massive juddering and shaking and the stairs moved. Blossom grabbed the rail to stop her self from tumbling down the stairs, when the movement had stopped she looked down, and paled,  she looked up noticing others on the stairs too, but looking up made her stomach sink even lower. The stairs had stopped but neither end was connected to a floor. Blossom was stuck it didn't seem like she'd be getting to class anytime soon. "Oh Bloody hell!" she exclaimed]]></description>
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<br />
And lessons, well they were even worse. She thought there would be more wand stuff, there was in fact more book stuff than wand stuff. And it seemed every professor had visibly rolled their eyes, warned her they were watching her or instantly sat her away from others when they learned her last name was Asquith. She would have to thank her various sisters for that later. She had her suspicions which sister it was, but in fairness it could have been any of them. She wanted to be different but her families reputation was making it very difficult.<br />
<br />
She glanced at her time table pulling it from the pocket in her pinafore, she had colour coded it, so she knew where to be at a glance, the next block before lunch was green, Herbology, oh great it was going to take forever to get there, she knew she could double back and go out the back of the tower but that was a longer way to the greenhouses. But then she saw other first years, maybe they knew a quicker way, as she moved to catch up with them she began to get her bearings, she was near the grand staircase, if she went down there it would mean she was closer to the green houses, perfect. Obviously they knew their way better than she did.<br />
<br />
Blossom walked quickly and passed several of the other first years as she started down the stairs, she got down about a flight before there was a massive juddering and shaking and the stairs moved. Blossom grabbed the rail to stop her self from tumbling down the stairs, when the movement had stopped she looked down, and paled,  she looked up noticing others on the stairs too, but looking up made her stomach sink even lower. The stairs had stopped but neither end was connected to a floor. Blossom was stuck it didn't seem like she'd be getting to class anytime soon. "Oh Bloody hell!" she exclaimed]]></content:encoded>
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