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Originally Posted by
NannyMcPhee 
The nice thing about the corridors, was that it offered a place to blend in. Simply stand in one place, look like you're busy, and maybe you'll be left alone.
Damien stood among the suits of armor, leaned against the stone wall and dug in his pocket, pulling out a small leather bound book; no bigger than some index cards (if you were muggle and knew what index cards were). He opened up to the dog-eared page where he'd left off and continued to read.
After a particularly interesting Charms lesson, Carl walked down the corridor happily. He was not sure where he was going - it would be logical to go back to his Common Room and have a snack or something, but he also wanted to go to the Barn again and check out how the creatures were doing. When he saw an older Hufflepuff standing among the suits of armor busy reading a book and looking like he did not want to be disturbed, of course he abandoned both ideas and decided to bug him.
"Hello," he said and made himself comfortable between two tall suits of armor. "What are you reading?"