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samthehpfreak 
This was the proof Sammy was a real WOMAN. She had finally mustered up the courage to leave the common room after having an unsuccessful planning sesh with Amy. Risking running into You-Know-Who Yes everyone, Voldemort is in da hooooooood. Everett jerkface Sutherland. Amy hadn't let her take a stick for 'safety' because apparently Sammy wasn't allowed to hit people with sticks, Moggy hadn't been too much help on the matter either considering he hid under Sammy's bed in a spot she couldn't reach so she was utterly defenseless if she did happen to come across Everett. That's why she was at the Whomping Willow, who'd come to the Whomping Willow unless they were avoiding someone? NO ONE ... with a brain at least.
With a quick look around, she dumped her bag on the ground and ran over to the tree like a three year old. If one thing would take her mind off jerkface and Amy screwing up big time, it was playing jump n' duck with the Whomping Willow. Because you had to focus completely on the tree, if you got distracted you'd get hit.
Everett was still not in too good a mood about his dead guitar. Lately he had been so angry because of it, that he may as well permanently wear angry eyes like he was a Potato Head. So he was strolling through the grounds, brooding still with a sad expression on his face.
On his path of walking, he soon found himself near the Whomping Willow, and within sight was Sammy, doing some weird stuff near the Whomping Willow. It would be awkward if he walked over, but he probably should apologise. Then maybe not so many people would be so cold to him. Everett was too awesome to have people angry at him. Sure, the haters were gonna hate, but he liked it when people weren't angry at him.
So, Everett walked over to Sammy, well close enough where he was out of the way of the tree but still within earshot of her.
"Sammy! Oi! I need to talk to you." He called out.