Aaron groaned inwardly, wondering how he always seemed to find himself in the most inopportune situations.  He remembered with disgruntlement last Sunday, where he had spent the good part of a perfectly pleasant afternoon with three stumpy first years.  He really didn't have enough friends.

Eying the preppy little Slytherin up and down, Aaron paced the floor of the previously empty classroom.  He had come in search of a place to practice his transfiguration; yes, Aaron Doyle, stooping so low as to study.  But he had just ended up, as he always did when he was bored, leaning too far back in a chair with his wand between his teeth, trying to blow smoke rings from the tip.  That is, until the girl had popped in.

Erin did not typically think much of extra-curricular activities.  She was on the quidditch team, but that just happened more by circumstance and the fact she wanted to play with her sister more than any other motive she may have had.  When her senior had entered the room she had gone off to track something shiny.  That something shiny was the doorknob in this case.  She tried alomohara.  It would not budge. 

Erin knew truth was stranger than fiction, but sometimes it seemed like fiction took notes from truth.  She was locked in a room with a boy two years older than she.  If she were in a drama, she would expect at this point some sort of insipid music involving violins to play and have some convenient professor or student rescue them after some witty banter.  Erin was not one for witty banter.  She had a hard time stringing sentences together in a way that made sense, let alone repartee. 

She was alone with a boy she had never met before.  Vunderbar.  She thought, wondering how long it would take them to get out of here.  Now that Erin had completed that thought, it was time to jump to the next one though.

"Oh - hey how are you?  I'm Erin.  What are you doing here?  Oh - do you know how to get out of here?" Erin rambled, her stream of consciousness becoming vocalized. 

"I would try the door."  Airhead.  Sighing, Aaron got to his feet and aimed a smoke ring at the Slytherin (Erin, she had called herself).  It fell to the floor and dissipated into purple tendrils.  Aaron found himself watching the smoke as it slithered over Erin's feet, getting a good look at his unprecedented company.

Pretty, thin, and blonde.  Just the sort of girl who knew how to break a heart.  Perhaps they would get along, he thought, putting a hand on the doorknob.

It was scalding hot.  He drew his hand back and gasped, sucking on two fingers to nurse the burn.  Annoyance registered on his face, and being the surly Gryffindor he was, Aaron jumped to the immediate conclusion.

"Are you trying to hold me captive or something?" he said, narrowing his eyes at Erin.  It wouldn't have been terrible to have found himself locked in a classroom (it'd make a lovely excuse for tardiness), if not for his growing apprehension towards Erin's motives.  She must have been the perpetrator.  She couldn't have said more than three sentences, but optimism wasn't exactly his forte.

"Can't say that I am.  I've never met you before, let alone try to take you prisoner.  Have to admit, that's an interesting conclusion to jump to.  How did you get to it?  Is it gryffindor logic or something?  Speaking of logic, I tried the door earlier.  Alomohara did not work.  I wonder why they have classrooms locked from the outside anyways?  Usually I lock things from the inside.  Maybe this is the next gig for the castle.  Rather than moving stair cases, randomly locking classrooms.  That would make for interesting excuse when an entire house shows up late.  Wonder if it has happened before?  I should eventually read Hogwarts: A History, but really don"t have time.  Have you read it?  Does it have any interesting facts?" Erin rambled from one sentence to another, not bothering to pause for breath or logic.

Erin tried knocking and kicking on the door next, but her attempts to create noise yielded no results inside the room, and she suspected no sound was audible from the outside either.

"I guess we're stuck, 0h - I wonder if I can transfigure that piece of metal into a cute earring" Erin went off to chase after a bright object that had garnered her attention.