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Tomasina Riddle 
Kaika's spell almost flipped her over on her back, and her eyes were open the time, but she was too enthusiastic about it. It was like a fat kid bursting out of a pair of pants that were 2 sizes too small. The towel fell away from her and she fell on all fours gasping for air. The sweet, bubble filled air.
EEEP!
Look away, look away! Rachel shut her eyes as quickly as she could and turned away from Paris so abruptly she was surprised she hadn't gotten whiplash. Her eyes were shut so tightly, she began seeing red spots in her vision and she begged for Paris to say something, or move to cover herself so that the fifth year could reopen her eyes.
'Thank you' - Rachel heard Paris's voice and let out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding.
Ahh good! Slowly relenting the pressure her eyelids were causing, she opened her eyes and blinked several times to get rid of the bothersome colour spots in her vision.
As her vision came back to her, she caught the few glances the Ravvie Captain and the male Hufflepuff Prefect were throwing at each other as well as a few sentences here and there. Oddly enough, it looked as if they thought they were the only two in the room.
Ok, so apparently she had been spot on. If before she had gotten the feeling that she had stepped into the middle of something she wasn't supposed to know, this was proof. Willow and Dominic looked like they were seriously annoyed with each other, and by the looks of the two Hufflepuffs in there, this attitude was not something new to the pair.
Oh, wait. The pair?! Rachel's eyes widened slightly as she looked between the two sixth years, her gaze bouncing back and fro as if she was watching a fast played tennis game.
No... It can't be, they're nothing alike... Quote:
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Oesed Looking at Rachel for the girl was pretty much the only distraction right now, and the only one who wasn't acting all weird, Willow listened as the girl questioned Professor Vindictus about Headmaster Bontecou. "Rachel's got a point, professor," stated Willow with a shrug. Seriously, where was he and why did Vindictus wanted THAT boy to look for him on the cupboards?[/COLOR]
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PhoenixRising "What if, the Professor can't come out though?" he countered. "If the Headmaster was really present in a cupboard then I doubt he would be there of his own will. So perhaps he was locked up in there or cursed..." It was plausible and made sense too. In his brief contacts he had with Headmaster Bontecou in years past, Dom had noticed the wizard had a tendency for being . . . absent-minded and easily distractable. If there was something in the cupboard that could distract Bontecou, then Dominic was nearly certain he would not try to find a way out even if the castle was on fire.
Rachel blinked as she was startled out of her ponderings by the very people whom the pondering was actually about.
Think about it later... ALONE - If it is true, I'm sure Willow wouldn't like there to be rumours - or maybe there already are?! Rachel thought, then forcibly shoved the thoughts to a place in her head where they wouldn't bother here.
Right, now, focus on the Headmaster and his apparent new hiding place - cupboards.
The fifth year smiled gratefully at Willow, careful to keep her eyes the same size and not either wider or narrower so that the girl wouldn't suspect a thing.
After all, she didn't look like one that would be happy if she knew what Rachel is thinking about... Shifting her gaze from the Captain, she turned as the sound of Dominic Denton's voice was heard and she tuned back into the conversation.
The Headmaster? Locked, cursed? As weird as it is, it does kind of sound like something he would be able to get himself into... "But if he was cursed, then why the Prefect's Bathroom? And how come we haven't heard any sort of protesting sounds or rather, any sounds at all? Do you think someone killed him?!" Rachel voiced her thoughts and her hand flew to her gaping mouth as she realised what she had just said.
"Wait - if he was cursed, then do you mean someone attacked him or a student played a very inappropriate prank?" she added as an afterthought, suddenly a little suspicious. This whole business smelled very fishy.