A cartoonish doodle of my Hogwarts Legacy Game Oc, Elizabeth Cornfeild. =v= It was based on the small amount of her fanfic I have written so far. Here is her Toyhouse gallery.
It’s been Four months since the events of Professor Fig’s death.
A new Professor was appointed in his place soon. His name was Aldus, but Elizabeth didn’t bother to remember her new Professor’s full name. With her still grieving the loss of not only a teacher, but her last guardian. Soon word reached Elizabeth of her parents being caught in a devastating attack, and the culprit on the run. Some of the professors at Hogwarts began to worry that it was in relation to recent events. Permitting Elizabeth commendation with a temporary residence within the castle during the Summer break, or at least until the next year begins.
Summer’s light shone through the Gryffindor’s common room window, hitting Elizabeth in the face. Muttering dismay from the brightness from the morning summer sun, she sat upwards. Upon wiping the crust from her eyes as another yawn escaped her lips. Without a word, popping through the common room floor, Nearly headless Nick appeared. “Isn’t it too early for cat naps, Elizabeth?”
Stretching her arms upwards, letting out a light grunt. Resembling a freshly awoken cat, with her hair up in a mess. Pulling her wand to motion a comb to begin undoing the tangles from her slumber. Elizabeth, who’s become quite friendly with the ghosts that haunted the castle. She let out a chuckle before responding to Nick. “Naps are the best.”
Nick didn’t respond to her, but instead turned towards the common room entrance. Turning to face her, with his head falling onto his shoulder. Meeting her eyes, he smiled. “Before I forget, I do believe that one of your professors was looking for you.”
“Again…” Elizabeth whispered to herself, but not before Nick let out a chuckle.
“They’ve yet to give you even a moment, but to be fair that injury you sustained from that ambush from those Ashwinders.” Elizabeth looked down at the scar that was now clear on her hand. One she received from one of the Ashwinders when she foolishly took on an entire encampment on her own. “It was still something for you to escape from them despite those injuries you had at the time, but you’re safe now.”
With that he vanished through the wall, but with a smile on his face. Elizabeth sat back down on a nearby sofa. Her mind still freshly recalling that day, and continued to lecture herself. As her Professor would’ve done, but as she finished getting angry at her behavior. Recollection of one of Ashwinder's kind behavior paused her momentarily. Questions began to appear in her mind as she looked out the window, but as much she wanted to continue her spacing out. Standing upwards once more, Elizabeth headed for the common room entrance.
“Good morning my little kitten!” Closing behind her, to be greeted by the Fat Lady. Dressed in her pink dress, and a smile complementing her appearance. “Are you off to head out on adventure, today?”
“Not today, M’lady.” Elizabeth let out a little cutesy with her skit, before heading down the hall. Continuing to speak as she headed towards the stairwell. “I’ve been called by one of the professors, again.”
Chuckling, the Fat Lady only watched her walk away.
For more, please visit her Toyhouse gallery to ready more parts of the is little fanfic. =v= Currently still writing.
