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Jack and Cormac had just finished eating their lunch and were walking out of the Hall to go to class. Jack was trying to ignore his rage about McLagggen's rats and trying to actually pay attention to the conversation.
"So I said that mousse is far more effective than a spell for keeping that wonderful Quidditch look," Cormac droned. As he swung his hair to make a point, his eyes caught the form of a upperform girl.
"Hello there," he flirted with her. He ran his fingers through his hair to show the sheen and while he was distracted, Jack swiftly pulled down McLaggen's trousers.
His face turned bright red as all of Hogwarts gaped at him and laughed. Ironically enough, a big, brown rat jumped from beneath the Head table and onto Corban's leg.
"Gah!" he screamed, his voice like a parrot's. He kicked the rat off and it flew onto the Slytherins' table. He tried to run out of the Great Hall but tripped over his pants around his ankles so his hot pink boxers were highly visible. He hopped up, pulled them around his waist, and ran out of the room.
"So I said that mousse is far more effective than a spell for keeping that wonderful Quidditch look," Cormac droned. As he swung his hair to make a point, his eyes caught the form of a upperform girl.
"Hello there," he flirted with her. He ran his fingers through his hair to show the sheen and while he was distracted, Jack swiftly pulled down McLaggen's trousers.
His face turned bright red as all of Hogwarts gaped at him and laughed. Ironically enough, a big, brown rat jumped from beneath the Head table and onto Corban's leg.
"Gah!" he screamed, his voice like a parrot's. He kicked the rat off and it flew onto the Slytherins' table. He tried to run out of the Great Hall but tripped over his pants around his ankles so his hot pink boxers were highly visible. He hopped up, pulled them around his waist, and ran out of the room.