The Portait ((Main Plot))[Rosemary]

[Abagail "Abbie" Dreyer]

Adrian sat in her comfy black leather chair behind her desk. But she sat staring straight ahead looking at nothing in particular. Her brain was scratched in so many ways, directions, and depths that she wanted nothing but to sit, and do nothing, think of nothing, and to just be...nothing. She didn't know what to do about the schools new issue and was so stuck on figuring out where to go from where she was now.

The ministry was no use and to let them know of anything now would make them probably retaliate in a way to prove them never wrong even 130 years ago. She took in a deep breath with an empty look upon her delicate face. She then let it out extremely slowly almost as if slightly holding her breath. It was suppose to make her feel more relaxed but she found no relief. She counted to ten forward and backwards thinking maybe it would find some time of theory but found herself only feeling the stress even more overwhelming.

Then a thought hit her that she hadn't thought of before. She scattered the books all over desk as she threw them around trying to find the journal of the old headmistress. She looked and looked and turned the desk almost literally upside down till she remembered sticking it in her top middle desk draw that was password coded to her voice and had a charm lock on top of it too. She waved her wand to unlock the charm and spoke her normal tone voice "I say goodbye," she said softly but enough for the voice to take in consideration and unlock. The desk draw unlocked and opened a millimeter in a sudden motion.

She smiled intensely at the draw and pulled it open to find the journal in question sitting in the back corner. She flipped through it looking for the name of the owner to the journal- the old headmistress. As she flipped through it intensely skimming every word thoroughly. Finally she found a name signed upon one of the first several pages. The name was old and faded like most of the book and she had to hold it up close to her eyes and squint to make out the words.

Rosemary Ann Dubois

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She roared up from her chair and went storming walking around the room as she read the labels of the headmasters and headmistresses across the room. Finally at the back of the room in a frame of dark blacks and deep reds was a mahogany frame with a setting of a dark room and a chair in the corner of a room. A cloaked figure sat in the chair just watching her. "You... you were the headmistress when all of this was happening before! YOU Must help me!" She retorted at the figure in the most demanding voice she possibly had. [/color]

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[Rosemary Dubois]

Rosemary was in her portrait as usual. Right now, it was dark, but when the light was in the portrait, the background was a dark blue color, beautiful. It also had an ancient look to it, cracking in the background, still pretty. Why did this have to be what happened to the old headmasters/headmistresses when they either had got fired, left or died? To Rosemary, it was a cruel punishment, but hey, there was nothing you could do about it. At least you were still a painting and not really dead. These weird magical powers were sometimes confusing, but hey, she didn’t invent them.

Now sitting down in her chair, which was really comfortable and red, Rosemary shut her eyes. Resting. She was after all a little tired. Then there was a racket… that headmistress, Adrian Schwartz. Mentally rolling her eyes, Rosemary looked at her, [teal]”You know, you don’t have to yell. You could just simply ask.”[/teal] Saying in a snide tone. Getting up, Rosemary turned and looked to her. [teal]”Why should I help you? I never had anyone to help me when all of this was going on. Those students that went missing.”[/teal] Putting her hands behind her back and paced about her portrait, [teal]”I tried looking everywhere for them. I even had the other professors helping me. But no. We did not find them.”[/teal] Rosemary shook her head. She needed to stay away from the memories of the past. Rosemary didn’t want to help Adrian at all. There was just things that she did not need to know. No one could know.

[Abagail "Abbie" Dreyer]

Adrian looked at her as if she didn't understand. She shook her head at the portrait and balled her hands into fists beside her small framed body. "I dont have to yell? No I don't, but you've been sitting here the whole time and never decided to say hey, it's me... yeah me the one that you've been reading my journal." She said in a still raised voice. She was angry. Angry with the ghost in front of her but also angry at herself but not looking for the portrait before, not having thought of such a ridiculously easy, obvious answer before.

She passed herself in from of the portrait. "Why should you help me? BECAUSE you were their Headmistress! You were suppose to protect them! You were their leader and you don't care what happened? You wouldn't want someone now to help find them? It had to have bothered you all those years! I at least would have still kept looking!" Adrian was fuming now and couldn't help keep the anger off her face. How dare a headmistress, someone who was suppose to be the one watching the school and cared and loved all the students say she had to be asked to help. Adrian didn't know what to make of that.

As she exclaimed that she had everyone looking for them she frowned deeply and her eyebrows made a downward pout as she thought. "You never had any ideas what was happening? Nothing at all?" She asked slightly calmed down from her fuming angry state only moments before, thinking made her not overly extreme.

[Rosemary Dubois]

This woman was starting to get on Rosemary’s nerves. If ghosts could have headaches, then Rosemary would have one right then and there. She was just perfectly fine about a minute ago until this headmistress came in and started to yell at her… for what? Exactly, nothing. But what angered Rosemary was that Adrian had been reading her journal. She had no idea that Adrian had it. [teal]“You’ve been reading my journal?! You have no right to go through my private things without asking me first! What kind of person are you?! That’s right, not a very good one!”[/teal] Rosemary thought that she had hidden it well. Underneath the desk under a wooden platform… obviously not good enough.

Rosemary, shaking her head to this fuming woman, [teal]”I knew what was going on. I am not that mindless as you think I am.”[/teal] She had calm down now, after going off on Adrian for the journal thing. Making her way back and sitting down in her comfy chair, Rosemary rubbed her head. She needed to think. After a minute, she looked back up. [teal]”I have searched for days for those missing children. You don’t know how stressed I was over this whole ordeal. I didn’t want to be fired from my job, but they made me leave. I wanted to keep looking, but the Minister wouldn’t let me even continue. I tried working my speaking charm at him…”[/teal] Shaking her head, [teal]”Nothing worked. So, I just left. I have had nightmares for years after that had happened. Obviously no one had found those children and I was deeply hurt for their parents and other family members.”[/teal]

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[Abagail "Abbie" Dreyer]

Adrian kind of laughed when Rosemary snapped at her about her journal. "Well, Yes a matter of fact, I have been reading your journal. Most of the headmasters wrote and left journals and they have all been gathered or found and kept here in this office for the future headmasters to look over, so don't be getting your undies in a bunch." Adrian said the last with a grin and tiled her head sideways actually seeming to calm down over this. Calming down was good cause it allowed her to think better than she had only seconds before.

As she spoke of having looked for the children and how she couldn't continue on and her 'deep' sorrow for them and their parents she perched her lips as to think and tapped her right temple with her hand as she looked down towards the floor in pure thought. After having had stared down into space for some time she looked back up to see the ghost sitting back down and apparently calmer herself from after their small tantrum to each other. "Alright then. Did you have any type of clues or leads?" She asked hoping for something that would give her hope to what was going on. "You are going to help me then, right?" She continued with an confused look not quite sure what kind of agreement they did or didn't exactly come to. "You were there, you would be the best person to help us now! No students have gone missing or anything but I'm afraid that might happen next if we don't put some sort of stop to it now!" She said the last with a stern look upon her face hoping to convince this stubborn ghost to help.

[Rosemary Dubois]

Sighing, Rosemary knew that she should have burned that journal right after she was fired… but no, she thought that she had hidden it in a great place… obviously she was wrong about that. [teal]”I don’t think anyone should read other people’s journals, its just not right. At least not without asking them first.”[/teal] Rosemary was just a little bit upset about why these new headmasters or headmistresses read the journals is all. So stupid if you asked her.

Looking away, Rosemary was wondering if she should help Adrian. Why should she? Adrian had a whole set of staff to help her, like what Rosemary had when she was looking for those children. [teal]”I had no leads at all. We even looked inside the Room of Requirements and nothing had shown up. I don’t think that there was any secret rooms or anything too.”[/teal] Rosemary got up and walked around her portrait again. Should Rosemary help this headmistress? Why? Well, maybe she should, it would give her some time to be out of this old portrait. Rosemary hasn’t been out of it for maybe about forty-five years? I think it was time. Turning to her, it seemed like she had raised her voice again, [teal]”Silly girl, quit yelling at me. Also, I don’t think that it will happen again. Why would it? Whoever took them, I don’t think would be alive at the time.”[/teal] Rosemary said with some elegance within her voice. [teal]”But sure, I shall help you, but I don’t think the other paintings or ghosts would know anything about it. Some of them are too stubborn to listen to.”[/teal] As she took her seat back down in her chair.

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[Abagail "Abbie" Dreyer]

Adrian rolled her eyes at the ghost as she whined more about people reading their journals. "Oh come off it. It's useful, for the headmasters to learn about the school and the issues of the past so when things like right now start happening again we have some sort of information and some way to figured out what's next. Is it really that hard to understand the reasoning behind it?" Adrian crossed her arms in frustration and eyed the ghost with much stern glance. She was really starting to get annoyed with this ghost.

As she spook of no leads Adrian frowned even more. "I suppose... but there has to be something that we are missing. There has to be a hidden something. There are tons of hidden places and nooks that just haven't been found yet I'm sure of it." Adrian said with a tingle in her stomach. She could almost feel the itch in her side telling her that she knew she was right. "We have to put a stop to all of this before anything bad happens." Adrian said sure of herself and with the help of the old Headmistress and of the rest of the school, she knew she could fix everything with enough information.

"Quit Yelling? Your the one being so difficult!" She barked back at her. She stiffened up a bit and recollected herself for the best of both of them, "And because it's starting the same way it did last time. The same mist floating around, the same echos and weird sounds." She clapped her hands twice and smiled brilliantly as she said she would help. "Great! Well, you never know. Asking never hurts you know..." Adrian said with an innocent look as if she hadn't been a bother to her this whole time. " So since they were never found, they have to sadly still be here.. any ideas on where that might be now?" Adrian asked trying to think of what hidden place they would be in within the school.

[Rosemary Dubois]

Rosemary? Help? Yeah right. She would probably be cruising around, talking with the other painters and such. But she couldn’t let Adrian know about it. Also, maybe Rosemary can go and see what is happening around the castle. It had been a while since she gotten out of the painting. Maybe about six month? [teal]”Ok, I guess I can ask, but like I said, I don’t think that they would talk.”[/teal]

Rosemary flew out of her painting. She was translucent and white… obviously. Stretching, Rosemary was thinking of some of the hidden places. She knew about the Chamber of Secrets since Albus was here and that Potter boy went into it, destroying a book… journal… or something. Pacing in front of Adrian, Rosemary said her thoughts out loud. [teal]”Honey, the only hiding places I know about is the Room of Requirement and plus about that Chamber thing when that Potter kid went into it. That’s it. Those kids are dead, their skeletons are rotting in the tombs wherever they are.”[/teal] Rosemary sighed and paced the floor some more. What was she going to do?

((sorry for the short post, headache lol))

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[Abagail "Abbie" Dreyer]

Adrian was delighted that she had decided to help and was yet again her smiley self. "Wonderful sounds good." She turned to find her own way to help start asking herself. She picked up quill and a stack of parchment off her desk and turned back to look back towards the painting. She figured she could jump to other portraits or jump to other possibly portraits she had within the school. But what she saw instead made a gasp come from her she hadn't mean to let escape.

As she headmistress jumped out of the portrait and into full ghost form, it startled her. "I didn't know you can do that.... can all of y'all do that?" She asked slightly to the other portraits of the room and partly to Rosemary. She hadn't seen a portrait completely leave its frame into full ghost form. Though she had only been working for the school for 5 years now working on 6 outside of when she was a student. But she was much a study rat and didn't pay attention to the portraits as much as her studies. As she spoke of the students rotting it made her kinda shake. "You should be a little more caring when speaking of them.. " she taunted at her. She didn't like it hear it that bluntly, all those poor students.

She paced back and forth herself as she thought about where else they could be hidden. "Well.. Every time any kind of appearance happens it's always seems to be in the Great Hall area and the dungeons and basements... Maybe it could be coming from somewhere down in the first level or below. That is my input.." Adrian said as she thought. It's like maybe whatever it is just finding it's way and hadn't gotten any higher in the levels of the school.