Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-27097330-20151029021204/@comment-27097330-20151029204213

As the death eaters push the Slytherins toward the dungeons, Fleix mutters something under his breath. The air suddenly feels thicker. Everyone goes to bed, but Fleix waits by the common room door. He smirks when he here's the cursing. A fog had come from nowhere to cover up the entire corridor. The death eaters can't see more than a few feet. Felix smiles as he slips it's other dungeon.