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So... Dal was pretty much wandering around the castle aimlessly. After all of the people that Treyen had warned him about, he really didn't want to be around people in case he happened to meet someone he shouldn't. The courtyard had seemed like a good place to come because it was open, and he could see people coming from a ways off. Of course, none of them were going to have a bright, neon sign saying 'Treyen said to stay away from me!' ... but this was as good of a plan as any.
So... he walked. He was planning on just walking around for the next hour until the potion wore off... because what else could he do? He couldn't give points or anything, so that sort of fun was out of the question. But he could walk around and act important because of the Prefect badge on his chest. Yes... he'd do that. Standing up straighter and puffing his chest out a bit he continued walking, a smirk playing at his lips.
She was sitting in the courtyard with a wriggled forehead and a book laid on her lap. Despite the fact that she had no OWLs or NEWTs to worry about, Louisa was so into her transfiguration book. Only this time and instead of enjoying it, she was getting bored with this specific paragraph. She didn't like things that she didn't understand... like this animagus vs transfiguration thing.
The third year raised her head and moved her neck around in attempt of relaxation. And with an exaggerated sigh, she looked around for any distraction. The first thing, or one, her eyes fell on was a Prefect wandering closely by. She jumped to her feet, tucked the book under her arm, and ran toward him in an emergency-speed, "
Excuse me! Mister Prefect!" She'd called out before he got too far away. He was one of the older students who were supposed to help younger students, right? She might as well confess that she wasn't old enough sometimes to study alone.. and asking a Prefect was really natural and non-humiliating.
..to other students, at the least.