 Snake disguised as Raven Browncoat
Kellen picked up his broom and stepped around Cela, more glad than ever that he'd already redeemed his chocolate frog voucher. He didn't know what was up with the Ravenclaw lady-prefect, but whatever it was it was strange. Maybe she had a fierce hatred of Hogsmeade? Who knew?
He gave his broom a last check as he walked up to Vindictus. The polish seemed pretty smooth, but maybe he could have done a bit more with the clippers? In truth, he hadn't wanted to go clipper-happy in case Sabel got any ideas. Even subconscious ideas.
"My broom's all finished I think, sir." He held it out for inspection, still keeping a wary eye on Celandine. Dust mites? Mmhmm, sure sir, there's a reason I'm in your house. I'm not buying that for a second. |