 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Okay - this was boring.
It was rare for a feast not to be boring, but this was just far too boring. As she curled her lips around a fork with mashed potatoes in it, Evangeline couldn't help but to think that the idea she had had was incredibly, incredibly stupid. Really? Be away from Clifford so that the Prefects were at different sides of the table, therefore controlling everything? Eh.
Again. So stupid.
Resting her elbow on the table like a little eleven year old who hadn't learn her manners, the seventh year looked over at the staff table and a few frown lines appeared on her forehead as she realised the Headmaster's chair was empty. "Oh god. Bontecou totally got lost, didnt he?" She asked, no one in particular. |