 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah, who had been bundled up in two Hufflepuff scarves AND two hats on account of the Hogwarts coldness happening all the time now, began to regret that particular decision as she neared the wooden bridge and found that it kept getting warmer. Whut. She pulled off the hats first, and then both scarves when she'd reached where Quigley and the students were standing. MAYBE she was panting and red faced because SOMEBODY had dressed for the wrong type of weather, but maybe she wasn't because that'd be horribly embarrassing and fourteen year olds didn't embarrass themselves in front of the whole entire class. It was a rule. Or something.
"Hello," PANTPANT "Professor Quigley. Anything," PANTPANTPANT "cool down there?" Toooootally not out of breath, nope. Maybe she just breathed like this sometimes. Didja ever think of that? Stuffing her scarves and hats into her bag, she went to stand next to Sophie Brown who was looking wonderfully smug which probably meant she was RADIATING coolness because Sophie Brown had all sorts of reasons to be smug but if she looked smug too then it was probably EXTRA awesome. It only made sense. "Hiya Sophie." See that? Her breath was already normal-er and everything and she'd only been standing next to the prefect for a couple of seconds. Magic.
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