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grangerfan8 
Arya had made a game out of gracefully weaving and twirling between the armor on the third floor, when she really should be treaking up to the library to study for OWLs. Oh well. Her books could continue to sit in her bag over on the far wall while she enjoyed her probably childish game. Did she care if her game was childish and possibly un-prefect like? No, all she cared about now was making it to the other end of the gallery.
Twiiirl.
Her
mutated cat Sly hot on her heels, Destiny found herself on the third floor with no recollection of getting there. All she knew was she had to get away from that cat. Ever since she was forced to SHAVE him, he has done nothing but follow her around the castle. She didn't want to be seen with him!
He was bald! And he was BLUE!
Sure, she didn't mind that color anymore, but on a cat? No. Blue looked much better on a certain Beauxbatoner. Hehe.
Breaking into a run, because really, a mutated BLUE cat was behind her, Destiny turned a corner and was grateful for what she saw. A bunch of armor that she could easily hide behind. She continued to run down the corridor, occasionally stealing glances behind her and once the cat was out of her sight, she quickly ducked behind one of the armors. Finally! She was safe!
GAH! She wasn't alone!
It took a moment for the person to be recognized and Destiny couldn't help but scoff. Of all people. It just had to be Raccoon Girl. What was she doing anyway? Well, whatever it was, she needed to stop and help her hide.
"Pssst! Raccoon Girl! I need your help!"