 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Nora had seen the notice on the bulletin board. There was something about it that made her infer that there wouldn't be any studying going on. The Room of Requirement wasn't exactly known for being a place to bunker down and get ones homework done. Especially at night. She hoped that neither Scrimgeour nor any of his cronies were smart enough to come to the same conclusion. If they wanted to investigate, she was sure that they would find a way somehow.
But here she was regardless, clad in her Ravenclaw uniform. She was carrying her book bag, which contained her Potions textbook and other necessities.
Not that they'd be using them. Nora was willing to bet Galleons on that hunch.
"I take it we're not here to study?" She was mainly looking at Archer and the sequins and the ... phoenix? That act of defiance wasn't subtle in the slightest. If the girl really wanted to act out, then she had plenty of suggestions that didn't involve getting directly blamed for something or caught red handed.
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