The Dungeon Hall is a large vaulted chamber in the Dungeons of Hogwarts Castle. It is located at one end of the Dungeon Corridor. A staircase leads off one of the walls here, at the bottom of which is the entrance to the Slytherin Dungeon. A room near this hall was once used by the young Rubeus Hagrid to house his pet Acromantula, Aragog.
Lili VermontSeventh Year Slytherin ~ -"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous." – 21:29, May 22, 2017 (UTC)~
Lili didn't want to be in the common rooms, but since it was morning and she didn't want to go to classes, she didn't want to be out there either. This was her sweet median. She leaned against the wall, trying to focus, but unable to. Her mind was taking her back to her wonders about her mother.
- “I'm as lost as Alice, as mad as the Mad Hatter,” Message Me - 21:37, May 22, 2017 (UTC)
She's walking down the hall, her face still a mess and her hands covered in bandages. Well, at least it reinforces her story of getting into a fight. She sighs, shaking her head to get rid of the damn thoughts that had been consuming her even after her meeting Renee and Soren.
Lili VermontSeventh Year Slytherin ~ -"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous." – 21:40, May 22, 2017 (UTC)
Lili looked up as Taty passed her, and immediately, her bored expression was replaced with concern. "Whoa, what happened to you?"
Constance had been sorted into Slytherin. It hadn't really screamed her. At least, not originally, but she was willing to work with it. It would give her time away from the other triplets, but would also separate them and keep them from spending a lot of time together. It was a win-lose situation. Is that how those things worked? Anyways, she was strolling through the Dungeon Hall on her second day at Hogwarts with a lost expression as she muttered in French.
Back at Hogwarts made the other feel pretty sour, after all he hated that this place seemed to block him from his plans. Mostly due to the fact his peers kept asking questions about his fascination with murder. He always resonded that he had wanted to be a muggle detective or an auror so he was getting ahead of himself with studies. If only they knew that wasn't his intention.
Here he was again, walking the halls of the castle, trying to find a secret place to read his book. The book on rare poisons he had purchased over the summer. He really did need to get this book out of the way before he finally started plotting. Who knows what he'd even find within these pages? The thoughts over took his mind as he walked, not paying too much attention to his surroundings.
Constance, on the other hand, was paying almost too much attention. At every little detail and crevice, her eyes were searching for a secret hideaway or passage that she could do...something with. Actually, she wasn't quite sure. However, she did notice a boy walking in her direction and she didn't think much of it, because the castle was doomed to have people everywhere.