SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

potterobsessionist · 03-22-2017, 10:41 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Charely Potter

There was no doubt on Justin's duties that kept him busy. Despite that he always managed to be in his Hut in between class hours that made him easy to find. Today however given the recent events, he was out and about.

Not for long though as he walked towards his Hut, carrying his bag before noticing a young one in front. Oh dear, had he been waiting long? Making sure his footsteps were pronounced over the mowed grass, "Can I help you, young lad?" It was difficult to tell which student this was from behind, after all.

Carlton spun around to face his Head of House. The young boy (or lad) pointed at the door. "I knocked..." Just to clarify he wasn't just eaves dropping or something. Ahem.

He shifted his weight uncomfortably. "Erm, I don't know, Mr. McLeod." He said, fiddling with his green Slytherin scarf. He was nervous. This was his Head of House. That was HUGE. More than huge.

"I was wondering about the portal, sir."

Ya know, the portal that snatched up kids (including himself) all around school and had kept him locked in there with a monster for 5 days? That portal.

03-22-2017, 10:41 AM	#11 (permalink)
potterobsessionist DMAC & MO Doxy Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Sweden [GMT+1] Posts: 5,865 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Stella Marie Reed Daily Prophet News Reporter	a bit of madness is key \| miss chanandler bong \| those cunning folks use any means Quote: Originally Posted by Charely Potter There was no doubt on Justin's duties that kept him busy. Despite that he always managed to be in his Hut in between class hours that made him easy to find. Today however given the recent events, he was out and about. Not for long though as he walked towards his Hut, carrying his bag before noticing a young one in front. Oh dear, had he been waiting long? Making sure his footsteps were pronounced over the mowed grass, "Can I help you, young lad?" It was difficult to tell which student this was from behind, after all. Carlton spun around to face his Head of House. The young boy (or lad) pointed at the door. "I knocked..." Just to clarify he wasn't just eaves dropping or something. Ahem. He shifted his weight uncomfortably. "Erm, I don't know, Mr. McLeod." He said, fiddling with his green Slytherin scarf. He was nervous. This was his Head of House. That was HUGE. More than huge. "I was wondering about the portal, sir." Ya know, the portal that snatched up kids (including himself) all around school and had kept him locked in there with a monster for 5 days? That portal. __________________