Inside ten had Karrin walking into the common room from the hallway, dressed nicelybut casually, a bag slung over one shoulder. She'd just been to meet with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - who was shockingly young and had some kind of tea fetish - and felt she had a better grasp on the whole situation at Hogwarts.
Essentially, everyone here was crazy. It was just a matter of degrees.
Good to know.
Anyway, now she was starving, so Harry'd better show up, soon. If she had to order food in from the creepy midgets one more night, she might just spiral into some kind of mumu-wearing depression.
I'd never met the incarnation of Santa at Hogwarts, so I had no idea why the hell Murphy would want to hit him. I mean, come on? Kidney punching Kris Kringle? Part of me wanted to know what he could have done to make her that mad, but the other part of me--the bit of my childhood that didn't want to implode--Did Not Want to ask.
"Hey," I said, ducking as I walked through the doorway--I'd had to learn the hard way that I can't stand up straight when going down some of the staircases.
"Seriously, how much trouble to do you think I'd get into here if I slapped cuffs on the fat guy and let him cool his heels for a few days?" Murphy said by way of greeting. "What, detention?" She considered. "Detention would be totally worth it."
Never mind that she didn't have jurisdiction, not to mention a place to put Santa for said heel cooling. It was the principle of the thing. Asses must be protected from random grabbing!
Oh, and, "Hey," she added as an afterthought. There were more pressing matters at hand!
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...You kidney punched Santa?
Wait, no, I'm not sure I want to ask, but...you kidney punched Santa?
Meet me in the Gryffindor common room?
-Harry
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He had it coming.
Fifteen minutes.
-Murphy
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Inside ten had Karrin walking into the common room from the hallway, dressed nicely but casually, a bag slung over one shoulder. She'd just been to meet with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor - who was shockingly young and had some kind of tea fetish - and felt she had a better grasp on the whole situation at Hogwarts.
Essentially, everyone here was crazy. It was just a matter of degrees.
Good to know.
Anyway, now she was starving, so Harry'd better show up, soon. If she had to order food in from the creepy midgets one more night, she might just spiral into some kind of mumu-wearing depression.
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"Hey," I said, ducking as I walked through the doorway--I'd had to learn the hard way that I can't stand up straight when going down some of the staircases.
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Never mind that she didn't have jurisdiction, not to mention a place to put Santa for said heel cooling. It was the principle of the thing. Asses must be protected from random grabbing!
Oh, and, "Hey," she added as an afterthought. There were more pressing matters at hand!
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