In the Dungeons| BYOA

[thebitterprince]

The room is damp, and cool, like all the rooms in the dungeons of Hogwarts, though this one isn't like the classrooms that surround it. Turns out, those rumors about Filch hanging people by their knuckles wasn't too far off. Severus is shackled to the wall, scowling at nothing in particular. The room is filled with confiscated contraband of a

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[alwaysjusttonks]

She opens the door. Tonks has been so bored. She was not expecting anyone to be in the room.

“right, sorry. Thought I was alone"

Then she catches sight of the boy, he's so familiar.

"wotcher"

[omicidio_bello]

[What better place to explore really, than a place like this? Armand doesn't know exactly what he's looking for, nor does he care- it's simply boredom and the itch to do something other than rotting in stasis. Not that he isn't already, in some way or other.

He pushes the ornate door set into a corridor open with a foot, taken by the ironwork settled into a false window in the middle on the door, only to stop.

Well, the boy before him does sound irritated.]

Am I interrupting, or should I take you down from those shackles?

[thebitterprince]

[Severus' head tilts, brow creasing at the unfamiliar face, and glancing up to the shackles, suspecting a trap.]

Did Flich send you?

[He shifts, frowning and glancing back towards the door.] If this is some kind of trick... [But he nods.] Let me down.

[omicidio_bello]

I don't know who Filch is.

[He steps up to the shackles, wondering if there's a key nearby... There are a few, and he picks them up with a careless grace, fiddling about with them, fitting each one to the locks.]

How did you offend that man called Filch to get locked up here? [He throws a smile over at the serious-faced boy, his own lips tilting into an amused smirk as he works at freeing the other.]

[thebitterprince]

The caretaker.

[He's a bit harsh with his words, on edge and eying the stranger with a frown now.]

How did you get in here?

[That smirk only makes his frown deeper, and he huffs.]
I was out after curfew.