 The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Hmmm. What to do?
Xander meandered and wondered through the halls of the castle, trying to look for something to do. He was rather bored for once, and thought of perhaps causing some trouble. Maybe, if he could think of something to do.
As he was running his hand along the stone of the wall, he pondered for a few moments. Ugh, this past week was baaad. First the student he found - cue shudder - and then Ravenclaw lost to Slytherin... Meh. Not so hot. Now he needed something to take his mind off of things, maybe something shiny. Or pretty. Or interesting. Or all of the above, really. Anything could make him feel better at this point in time.
Humming slightly, he continued to walk down the hall, and paused to look out the window.
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