Sneaking In

[Yeva Sergeiovna Glazgova]

Yeva, bored from waiting for class to begin and agitated with her own idleness and lack of work since arriving at Durmstrang slowly opens the door to Professor Dobrenskov's Office. The hinges, upon which the door hung creaked as she opened it inch by inch. Soon she'd made a gap large enough for her head to fit through. "Здравствуйте!, Hello." she called softly poking her head into the room. She recognized her teacher's last name to be a Russian one, so she thought that this formal greeting would be best. There was a brief moment of silence as she looked about the room. It was large for an office, she thought, though she had never seen many before. It was walled with great heavy stones that reflected the light of torches sputtering in their sconces leaving dark stains on the ceiling. A large desk adorned with books, quills, parchment, personal effects and a large crystal ball sat, centered at the rear of the room.

"Hello, Здравствуйте!" she called again stepping inside and closing the door behind her gently. She fidgeted nervously with one of her sleeves, hoping she wouldn't be in much trouble. The room went off to the left a ways, out of her line of sight. Curiosity gripped her tightly. Glancing back once to the door which had remained unmoved since she had closed it Yeva took a tentative step forward, her bad leg rocking slightly.

[Yeva Sergeiovna Glazgova]

Feeling a bit downhearted as she saw yet another wall to the left side which had seemed so mysterious only moments before Yeva sighed and turned to leave. She'd been hoping to find Professor Dobrenskov, and have a conversation with him. She was unsure about his class, her brothers all giving report that it was a dreadful waste of time, her father had readily agreed with them. Turning the latch she opened the door once more and exiting the room shut it as silently as she could behind her.

'weak to'