 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Perched on the end of her bed, with her eyes set firmly on the bed to the right of her, Lorelai Bristol sat silent. That was Miranda's bed, or so she had claimed it now. Her other best friend may not have been here, but she still deserved a bed, it wasn't like she had just ditched them, more ... moved up in the world. And still most definately deserved a bed in the Seventh Year dormitory.
CRRRREEEEAAAAKKK!
... O_O, what the ruddy hell was that?!
Snatching her gaze from the bed, and placing it firmly on the door, Lori chewed at her lip, and fumbled for her beaters bat. She had packed that, because she liked it, and was EXPECTING QUIDDITCH! Holding the pink bat firmly in her hand, she chewed even more at her lip. Sure, people were always leaving their dorms, but creaks were scary.
"H...Helllooooo? IS... Who's there? I-I... I have a bat, and I most certainly am not afraid to uuuuuse ittt...." Her threat ended up sounded like a whine, and she got her arm ready to swing. She may have been prefect, but she was bloody scared.
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