One small step for me... one giant leap for freedom....

And just as Salander was sneaking out of the doorway, Fletcher bellows his name across the greens.

Startled, his foot slipped ahead of him as he nearly slid ballerina-style down the steps. Painfully he struggled to regain his balance, one hand gripping tightly on the door frame, the other held against his lips, shhhushing Fletcher to keep quiet. Cant you recognize escape in progress buddy?

But then both Melanie and the Groundskeeper turned to him, and the Slytherin lad backs into the hut "I'mmmmm... just holding the door open for you Mr Groundskeeper sir!" he grins a little too widely, then moves by the door when he realizes he was on the wrong side. But the look on the Groundskeeper made him suddenly remember his words about Roman gladiators....

Heeelp?