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fredsgirl81293 · 09-27-2009, 12:09 PM

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Originally Posted by Lowlow

He knew he didn't belong here, but something had caught his eye from across the Hufflepuff table. It was the Gryffindor Prefect. Of course, naturally the prefect would have something valuable.

At this moment he was under the table, looking up at the pair of feet that were either close to kicking him or too far away from even touching him. Willie was careful to not hit anyone. Somehow, he had managed to find the prefect as his shoes seemed to be a little shiner.

A wicked little evil smirk appeared on his lips, his hand now reaching out for the bag that was just beside him. He pulled it in, opened the bag, looked in and was close to cackling with pride. All what was in there would do. Slinging the prefect's bag over his shoulder, Willie crawled down to the end of the table and then crawled towards the other table, hoping no one noticed him.

Demetria was at the table, half asleep. She was going to go sit next to Chris, but he got up to soon. As she watched her perfect cousin, she notcied something odd. He didn't have his signature bag with him. That was when she saw the third year sneaking around, with Chris' messenger bag around his shoulder. It was quite obvious he had stolen it. No one crawls under tables with an Italien messenger bag unless they stole it. She followed him under the tables until he finally stopped.
"Wow, you are so cool. Stealing the prefects bag, huh? I wish I was that cool." she said in a sarcastic tone. She glared at him and waited for his desicion.

09-27-2009, 12:09 PM	#41 (permalink)
fredsgirl81293 Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2008 Location: Hogwarts ofcourse :D Posts: 2,283 Hogwarts RPG Name: Demetria Rose Weasley Sixth Year x1	Neville Longbottom=true Gryffie Quote: Originally Posted by Lowlow He knew he didn't belong here, but something had caught his eye from across the Hufflepuff table. It was the Gryffindor Prefect. Of course, naturally the prefect would have something valuable. At this moment he was under the table, looking up at the pair of feet that were either close to kicking him or too far away from even touching him. Willie was careful to not hit anyone. Somehow, he had managed to find the prefect as his shoes seemed to be a little shiner. A wicked little evil smirk appeared on his lips, his hand now reaching out for the bag that was just beside him. He pulled it in, opened the bag, looked in and was close to cackling with pride. All what was in there would do. Slinging the prefect's bag over his shoulder, Willie crawled down to the end of the table and then crawled towards the other table, hoping no one noticed him. Demetria was at the table, half asleep. She was going to go sit next to Chris, but he got up to soon. As she watched her perfect cousin, she notcied something odd. He didn't have his signature bag with him. That was when she saw the third year sneaking around, with Chris' messenger bag around his shoulder. It was quite obvious he had stolen it. No one crawls under tables with an Italien messenger bag unless they stole it. She followed him under the tables until he finally stopped. "Wow, you are so cool. Stealing the prefects bag, huh? I wish I was that cool." she said in a sarcastic tone. She glared at him and waited for his desicion. __________________ RAWR! spiders? can't we follow the butterflies instead?