 A Poop * k8 *
Lynley thought...this one broom better get READY once it was caught because this department head was NOT happy with it. She saw the movement...she saw that Level Five had it HANDLED.
"A few others escaped. If you all have it here--I NEED to go get the others--I have a stack of brooms on Level Six--our conference room--one of you go drop it off there once you catch it--" she said, brushing past a young man [Sleater] on her way out. "Are you lost?" she hissed. "Pipe up!" she snapped before leaving.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |