Where [i]have you been[/i]?! {Emil}

[Arsinoë Ptolemy]

Arsinoë was in the music room of Hogwarts. She found the instruments in there to be quite strange. She looked at the piano and tapped a few keys. She cringed at the out of tune noise they made. She couldn't help but think about how in her palace and the temple they had wonderful string instruments that made the most beautiful of sounds. To her amazement, the stumbled into one when she tripped over a strange looking string instrument. She stood up and brushed herself off. She grunted a few unrepeatable words in ancient Egyptian before noticing it. But, oh, was it a relic. Covered in dust and a tarnished gold color, there sat a harp. She attempted to pull it out to see if it still worked. But the strings were different then the sinew she was used to, but it was still a cherished instrument.

Arsinoë believed herself to be alone in this time. She had no friends, and no use of the peasants that roamed the halls of this school. She didn't even understand the classes! History of Magic? There was a history to it? Strange... But divination... It was her favorite subject. It was everything she loved about magic, and defense against the dark arts would have been very helpful I'm her kingdom. 

[Emillius Agrippa]

This new world was very strange.

Things that had been new and amazing in Emil's time were, by and large, taken for granted. And he seemed to be the only person that still thought that flying candles were strange. He was confused and more than a little worried about his classmates' sanity.

He did, however, like the music room. Granted, he couldn't hold a tune to save his own life, but music was familiar. He didn't feel very safe in the music room when he turned the corner and saw Arsinoë, though. She was guaranteed to be furious.

"L-Lady Arsinoë?!"

[Arsinoë Ptolemy]

Arsinoë had been playing the harp when Emil walked in. She hadn't even noticed till he'd said something. The young girl jumped up, knocking the instrument over. She grabbed at it furiously but didn't catch it.

Then she turned to her old guard, "Emilius! Where, in the name of Ra, have you been?!" she nearly shouted. She hated being alone and he hadn't helped when she'd escaped by not being there to greet her....but he was still her favorite.

[Emillius Agrippa]

Emilius liked harps very much. He'd broken a fair number of them, though, so he tended to settle for just listening to other people playing them. He had very clumsy fingers for a wizard.

He smiled sheepishly and backed up a step or two. He did not want to have something thrown at him.

"Um. Here."

[Arsinoë Ptolemy]

"YOU'VE BEEN HERE THIS WHOLE TIME AND DIDN'T TRY TO FIND ME?!" she yelled. She gathered herself and smiled, "I am sorry, I shouldn't have yelled. It is wrong for me to yell at my loved ones and you are one of those closest to me."

She began to try and lift the harp but dropped it again. She looked over for help and laughed at herself. She was horrible at lifting heavy equipment and often had help.

"Emilius, you do know you are going to have to explain yourself, yes? The last time I saw you, was the day I was supposed to die." She chuckled and sat down on the stool. She then began to have a dispute with her robes. She hated them. They were uncomfortable, and unflattering.

[Emillius Agrippa]

He crossed the room to help her with the harp when it became apparent that she wasn't going to throw it. He wasn't very fond of having things thrown at him. Especially heavy things.

"I have been here for quite some time," he explained. "Longer than you, I suspect, my lady."

[Arsinoë Ptolemy]

"How could you have been here longer than I? I sealed the stone. No one should have been able to go after I did. That was one of the magician's strongest seals!" She groaned from her stool. She looked at her nails, and began to bite them. She'd formed the habit recently but found it a great way to relieve stress. "I did miss you though... It was horrible to not have someone who I trusted always with me, plus these peasants are quite rude and do not know who they are talking to! I just want to go back to a throne. I want to see my people, and show Cleopatra that she has no right to treat anyone the way she does. Here they talk as if she is a great pharaoh, if they only knew the truth..."

She got rid of the huge robe that she usually for classes and threw it at the door. She couldn't stand it!! She adjusted her skirt to a preferred length and sat with her legs crossed. If only she could go back to Egypt and not be laughed at and called crazy. Plus, she spoke an ancient Egyptian that none of the people now knew. The one bad thing that came with years of invasions and being taken over.