Feb 09, 2008 14:58
*the Wasps hadn’t beaten the Tornadoes, so here she was, climbing the stairs back up to her room * *the bloody lift had gone out again after she had run down to the kitchens to get herself something to eat*
*expecting to spend the rest of the evening alone while everybody else is at the ball, she’s surprised to see Harry coming out of his room in full dress robes as she reaches the landing* *before she can stop herself* Where do you think you’re going?
masquerade ball,
harry