Hmm, the professor had a good point. The moving stairs becoming a water slide? Just imagine...ALL the moving stairs a water slide! And when one moved, you just landed on another water slide, and it was like a never ending slide! Was it bad that she wanted that to happen even though they were getting in trouble now for one staircase being a water slide?

Probably.

Having finally inched her way over to her flip flops, still praying that she wasn't being seen even though she darn well knew she had been caught, Evelyn finally managed to get back over to the third floor corri- GAH! Sighing in defeat, the Slytherin turned and looked over to the Professor, flip flops hanging loosely in her right hand and altogether looking as if her legs were going to buckle underneath her at any moment. Severely hurt themselves? Well, it wouldn't be the first time some of them had gotten severely hurt, only this time, it wouldn't be against their own will.

WHAT!? Tell the Headmaster!? Hehe, she would've laughed at the Frenchie dudes random outburst of French, but this was a serious matter. Telling the Headmaster...it would get around to their Head of House. And then ultimately, the other professors.....

NOOOO! "But...professor..." she said, trying her hardest to keep any whining out of her voice. "What if we promise not to do it again? In fact, we should all just...go to our dormitories and study our hearts out!" And finish that History of Magic essay that she had yet to start.

....When did Huffie dude not have a shirt on?