Third Year #33: Classroom
“Look at this bookshelf…let’s trash it!”
“This looks breakable…”
CRASH.
The room was chaotic. This was our very first class this year. All third year Slytherins had reached the classroom first; we wanted to waste the place before a professor arrived.
Soon, the classroom was in disarray. Telescopes were broken, desks warped, and books torn.
Lucius was in the center of it all. He was shoving, pushing, throwing…everything imaginable. He did this all with graceful ease. As I stood and examined the mess while fixing my hair, my eyes kept drifting back to him, admiring his talent for trouble making.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie!
Last edited by Fortune_Cookie; 08-31-2006 at 07:09 PM.
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