 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Margaret was on her way out of the common room, dressed for a run in the cold. Quidditch cross-training didn't stop just because the weather was poor or the castle was on the fritz. Spotting the two fourth years as she emerged from the barrels, she eyed them.
Yes, she knew them. They were Hufflepuffs.
And Jude, it smelled like, was drenched in vinegar. Too bad for him. "Having trouble?" she asked politely, holding the lid of the barrel open behind her. Had they forgotten the tap combo? It really wasn't difficult to remember. After all, she could remember it. |