Stupid, that's what it was! Who one earth locked their office with magic and password protection?! UGH!!!!

It's like no one wanted to make things simply for the 11 year old. How in Merlin's beard was she supposed to eat that bloody hat when it was locked away in the Headmistress' office? How? Quite simple, by using another means of entrance, which brought her here.

Lex had read the rules and stuff governing the brooms and knew for a fact that no Professor in their right mind would have handed her a broom if she told them the purpose of it. This wasn't even one of those cases where she could have lied about the reason for the use because Quidditch hadn't started yet and they weren't scheduled for flying class just yet. SIGH.

Sneaking over to the broom shed she threw her hand on the door but quickly drew back when she saw just how run down the place was. This suddenly didn't seem like all that good an idea. What if the shed collapsed while she was inside and crushed her--the hat wasn't worth it!!!

Snap out of it Lex! Others have used this shed and it's still here, now we have a broom to swipe and a hat to eat!

She nodded with some new found determination, took a deep breath then threw the door open. For a moment she cringed, thinking that it would for sure crush her but when she didn't hear a crashing sound she sighed in relief and hurried inside. There were so many brooms! In the dim light she could hardly make out the differences in the brooms and well...she didn't have time to waste because being caught was not an option!

Snatching one she bolted from the shed, slamming the rickety door behind her. If it collapsed that wouldn't be her problem because she was no longer within range. Very stealthily, as stealthily as an 11 year old could be, she left the field and headed for the side of the school that had Headmistress Truebridge's office.