Gaining Points and Creeping Puffhuffles
WHO: Feliciano and Otto
WHEN: Sunday Oct. 17th, afternoon
WHERE: Hogwarts, the Quidditch stands
WHAT: Otto tries to clean for house points, and Feli’s just there to stalk him.
“He’s so handsome~“ Feliciano sighed, watching a certain 6th year as he picked up the stands. There had been a party in the Gryffindor common room, he had been there but only for a little bit to visit his brother. A while after he’d left some Slytherin has snuck in apparently and set off a ton of fireworks and getting a lot of people in trouble and leaving the hosting house in the negative. Hence the reason someone was right now doing all he could to get their house back in the running.
And no, Feliciano Vargas was not staking the Gryffindor prefect. He shifted in his spot, hidden behind the tall box shaped post donning Gryffindor colors in order to keep Otto in his sights. He would have offered to help, but he was a Hufflepufff and it wasn’t his house in need of points, they were in first place after all. Plus the 6th year, though nice, kind of intimidated him, just a small amount.
Oh, he was moving. The 4th year moved to follow only to trip over his own bag with a squeak. As quick as he could he rushed under the nearest bench, hiding and hoping Otto hadn’t noticed.
WHEN: Sunday Oct. 17th, afternoon
WHERE: Hogwarts, the Quidditch stands
WHAT: Otto tries to clean for house points, and Feli’s just there to stalk him.
“He’s so handsome~“ Feliciano sighed, watching a certain 6th year as he picked up the stands. There had been a party in the Gryffindor common room, he had been there but only for a little bit to visit his brother. A while after he’d left some Slytherin has snuck in apparently and set off a ton of fireworks and getting a lot of people in trouble and leaving the hosting house in the negative. Hence the reason someone was right now doing all he could to get their house back in the running.
And no, Feliciano Vargas was not staking the Gryffindor prefect. He shifted in his spot, hidden behind the tall box shaped post donning Gryffindor colors in order to keep Otto in his sights. He would have offered to help, but he was a Hufflepufff and it wasn’t his house in need of points, they were in first place after all. Plus the 6th year, though nice, kind of intimidated him, just a small amount.
Oh, he was moving. The 4th year moved to follow only to trip over his own bag with a squeak. As quick as he could he rushed under the nearest bench, hiding and hoping Otto hadn’t noticed.