I believe I should be asking you that.
I was heading back to the common room after my rounds but I’ve seemed to have misplaced my badge, so I thought I’d go on a quick search for it.
I- I must have fallen asleep. I guess that’s what I get for trying to get through a book about snargaluff pods in one sitting. What’re you doing here?
Ah, well it’s getting late now you know. I was doing my rounds when I realized I lost my Prefect badge. I’m retracing my steps in order to find it.
I asked you first.
Remind me why I took this subject again? It feels like I’ve been looking at these books for hours trying to find the right stuff to put in this essay.
Because at the time someone snuck a little ‘something-something’ in your drink and it made your sense of judgement very poor so you decided to take it again? That’s just one possibility though.
Aaaand back to square one. I just hope this whole thi-thing doesn’t become a “routine”.
You and me both…Having lockdowns regularly doesn’t sound all that appealing if I’m being honest.
Finally, a quiet day, I can something done.
It’s almost too quiet though, it’s almost spooky.
"No, it’s not very organized," Amelia replied, "Besides counting to make sure we’re all here, I don’t think they’ve really done anything."
"They should’ve sorted us by house or year to make things easier." Dorcas spotted a few whimpering first years a few feet away. "Poor things," she cooed, "They must be terrified."
It could have been, but it wasn’t
and cramming all of us into a room isn’t going to bring her back.
"But it might help prevent any more of us disappearing. Besides, it could be a lot worse."