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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah  Knock.
Knock-knock. Doom.
THUMP!
Cutty had been going to Hogwarts for three years now, but it seemed there were still yet mysteries and places to explore throughout the castle. He was rapping his fist against the walls listening...for hollowness or even strange patterns that might indicate that there might be something of some value buried behind the walls of the castle.
Tap-tick, TEK!
Fwip.
The corner of Cutty's forehead had landed into the side of a swath of old cloth, the moving tapestry depicting ...a dance class? Cutty rolled over it, with his back towards the picture, causing a great dip in the surface and all of the inhabitants of the tapestry to fall in towards where the boy's weight was gathered. They were probably not pleased at all, but maybe that was the boy's intention. Maybe. He rolled off the tapestry and walked around to view it. Angry trolls in tutu's and one wizard who seemed to be giving him a mouthful.
Cutty smiled a smile that looked a drunken smile, as he was quite pleased and watched the tapestry resume it's natural image after a while. What.
In the name of Merlin.
Was this boy.
DOING?!
Grayson had been doing what he usually did: wandering around the school in an attempt to be both lazy and productive at the same time. Lazy by not doing any of his homework or looking through his notes but productive in the sense that he was spying. And finding out new things about the school.
And, as always with his wanderings, he always came across the loonies.
Cutty Mordaunt hadn't come across as anything of the sort when the boy had met him back at the Slytherin table. But tapping the walls? What was he expecting it to do, EXPLODE?! Was he looking for treasure? Oh merlin, if he was, he had to share. Secrets would be spilled, otherwise. Perked up by this idea, the fourth year followed the fellow Slytherin until............
................ LOOOOOOOOOOL. Oh man. Oh MAN oh man. What a SIGHT!
Don't make him laugh so much, he was going to have an accident here.
Gathering his senses and his breathing again, Grayson leaned against a nearby wall, a smirk spread across his face. "Think you might have offended them," he said, nodding over at the tapestry. Oh this was PRICELESS.
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