Post by ginevera grace weasley on May 30, 2011 21:46:53 GMT -6
Okay, so my daddy is a manboy, who never really grew up, per se. This year, he gave me and Pips a list. It's of things NOT TO DO at Hogwarts. I suspect my mother doesn't have one clue either. If she did, she'd most likely have a "mini MeMe Molly" fit. And those are never good.
None of that explains why I'm doing what I am doing though. Right now, I'm on item number, 134, which is.. Break into Filch's office, and steal back his dungbombs from his own fifth year of school. And some other things. Without being caught.
I'm standing in the hallway, with a barely lit wand, my red hair sticking just a smidgeon out from beneath my hoodie. I'm trying to pick the lock, because daddy said no using magic. It makes it more fun.
I'd almost gotten the lock picked when someone tapped my shoulder and spun me around.
Caught off guard I mumble "Holy shit! Could you not give me a frickin' heart episode?"
None of that explains why I'm doing what I am doing though. Right now, I'm on item number, 134, which is.. Break into Filch's office, and steal back his dungbombs from his own fifth year of school. And some other things. Without being caught.
I'm standing in the hallway, with a barely lit wand, my red hair sticking just a smidgeon out from beneath my hoodie. I'm trying to pick the lock, because daddy said no using magic. It makes it more fun.
I'd almost gotten the lock picked when someone tapped my shoulder and spun me around.
Caught off guard I mumble "Holy shit! Could you not give me a frickin' heart episode?"
