No sooner had the Hufflepuff sat down then the Headmaster himself and Professor Bunburry strode past and entered the STAFF. ROOM. Apparently, with her black robes, Wesley had blended in with the stone wall, because they seemed to not have noticed her. Peering in as they had opened the door, the Hufflepuff had seen no chest of butterbeer, no slide to Floreans, and no magical Foe-Glass. Instead, there had been a wardrobe, a table, and some coffee.
But never fear- Wesley was not to be deflated. This only proved what she had long, or rather, short, expected- there was a charm cast on the room that made everything look plain to student eyes, when in fact it was a palace of untold riches.
Because, honestly, how could a staff room be that plain?
Satisfied with her discovery, the Hufflepuff had just stood up when some shouts carried from inside the room. Paralyzed, she had remained still, listening to it all.
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Surprisingly, Evelyn was first into the Entrance Hall. She'd been in such a hurry to get away from the lake and start their adventure that she hadn't been paying much attention to whether Ginny and Hayden were following behind her.
One of Hayden's butterflies had followed her into the castle. Evelyn watched as it flew away again. It landed on the floor next to the staffroom door, and also next to a familiar student. Evelyn tip-toed over. "Wesley? Evelyn, remember?" she whispered, "What are you doing down there?" Evelyn grinned deviously. She was a bit of a 'fan' of obscure and mysterious behaviour. And she'd spent way too much time with her Slytherin cousins to not love a bit of sneaking around.
"Wahhh!" Wesley screamed as she was creeped on by an unfamiliar-
"Oh! Hi-"
Wait. Wait. The yelling had stopped. Raising a ink-stained finger to her lips, Wesley motioned at the door, sticking her left ear against the wood.
Mother once said curiosity killed the cat, but Wesley was a
human.