Week Name/Date/Time: Promises and Plans/Wednesday, October 13th, 2006/ 8:35am Location: Random First Floor Corridor Open to: Wes (Muwahahah) Currently Involving: Grady Bucher
Well, it would appear that Grady had gotten his wish of making his day horrible, for who would appear in the corridors? None other than Wesley Broderick. What the bloody hell he was doing up this early, he had no clue, but he supposed it had something to do with lack of sleep and the fact that he had a class at ten. Neither of those things were conducive to sleeping in, something that he didn't get to do often enough for his tastes
( ... )
At the sight of Wes, Grady stiffened. His expression did not become any less carefree, but his pulse raced. He hadn't actually been expecting for the Slytherin to show up. He considered himself a generally lucky person, but apparently he had used his supplies all up, and was running on reserve - the stuff he kept for situation like this
( ... )
Scouting the halls for another student to torture. Ah, Wesley had to love the rumours that flew around. Of course, no one had proved anything, and that Gryffindor had been smart enough to keep his mouth shut around anyone who could actually do something to him. Not that he would have cared if Albus Dumbledore himself had found out, but the fact that he hadn't made things infinitely easier.
"Oh yes, because we all know that I've nothing better to do with my time than look around for some dumb Gryffindor to torture. No, unlike you, Bucher," he replied icily, "I've actual things that I do with my days. Things that don't include sitting around waiting for something to fall on me."
Oh, how he wished he could be the one to make that particular statement come true. How hilarious it would be to make a statue crush Grady Bucher right where he sat. Unfortunately, that kind of thing couldn't be construed as an accident, so he was forced to keep himself from acting.
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Scouting the halls for another student to torture. Ah, Wesley had to love the rumours that flew around. Of course, no one had proved anything, and that Gryffindor had been smart enough to keep his mouth shut around anyone who could actually do something to him. Not that he would have cared if Albus Dumbledore himself had found out, but the fact that he hadn't made things infinitely easier.
"Oh yes, because we all know that I've nothing better to do with my time than look around for some dumb Gryffindor to torture. No, unlike you, Bucher," he replied icily, "I've actual things that I do with my days. Things that don't include sitting around waiting for something to fall on me."
Oh, how he wished he could be the one to make that particular statement come true. How hilarious it would be to make a statue crush Grady Bucher right where he sat. Unfortunately, that kind of thing couldn't be construed as an accident, so he was forced to keep himself from acting.
Pity.
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