Oct 16, 2005 09:37
Kingsley was in the common room, playing wizard's chess. It was raining outside, so he didn't very well want to go practice for Quiddich and catch something before their first match.
He was playing against the board, and it was kicking his ass. So much for being smarter than charmed marble.
As his king was smashed to smithereens, he slumped back into the plush couch. It was no fun when the little pieces were doing the beatings for him. Where was Sirius and James when you needed them? They were always good for a sound thrashing....