[LOG] An eventful Hogsmeade trip
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chamberofsnogsWho: Ora Yang, Alison Mallory, Lysienne Aldrern, Kahvi Sidhe
Where: Hogsmeade Village
When: A Saturday in late November
What: The last Hogsmeade trip of the school year--Dean Thomas makes a run for it and Khavi joins the rest of the girls of the Chamber of Snogs
Ora didn't like the way they were all ushered to Hogsmeade as if they were a flock of sheep, or worse, a group of suspicious children liable to get lost or stir up trouble at the drop of a hat. That latter bit Ora was quite sure of, but it simply wouldn't do to have the Carrows barking rules at them. This was supposed to be a Hogsmeade trip, and wasn't it supposed to be fun? Walking in file with the rest of the Slytherins, Ora shot Alison an exasperated look. Trust the Carrows to be the ones to turn something good into something unbearable. Pansy walked beside the students, as Head Girl she was responsible for keeping order amongst the students and reporting directly to the Carrows. She shot Ora an imperious look as the group of Slytherins passed her, and Ora did her best not to slap Pansy across the face. She barely managed to contain herself, her fingers curling angrily in a fist at her side. She was never going to forgive Pansy for giving that "those who get detentions deserve what they get" speech she'd given at the beginning of Dark Arts the first day the Carrows had dragged Neville, Luna, and Ginny to be made an example of.
The students managed to make it into Hogsmeade with little trouble, being that the Gryffindors were trying to cooperate somewhat, though the absence of Neville and Ginny from their group made them a somewhat silent, if not less sullen lot. Ora felt bad for them, it was difficult enough for them to have Potter, Granger, and Weasley gone, and being branded as the new social outcasts of the school was hardly easy to deal with. Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan walked a little apart from the rest of their House, the only Gryffindor boys their year in the group.
Ora noted as she and Alison split off from the rest of the Slytherins once they entered town that all the main streets and intersections had at least some prefect watching it, especially any street that led outside of town. The street from whence they came, leading back to Hogwarts was ostensibly left unguarded.
"It's nice to know there's only one way out," Ora muttered to Alison sarcastically. They plodded slowly on their way to the Hog's Head, ostensibly swinging by Scrivenshaft's first to purchase some more rolls of parchment and some new quills to avoid suspicion.
"All right," Ora said after they had their merchandise bagged up. Ora tucked her things in a bag she had slung around her shoulder. "I'll feel better once I get that information to Fred and George," she said quietly to Alison, who nodded. Hidden deep in Ora's bag was a list of all of the known places the Ministry of Magic was holding Muggle-born wizards and witches for interrogation, and at the top of the list was Azkaban. That made feel Ora feel a little better. Azkaban meant those Muggle-borns might still be alive. Well, most of them anyway.
Looking over their shoulders, the girls headed down the small, deserted path to the Hog's Head, where they would be able to meet up with Fred and George, at least for a short period of time.
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Where: Hogsmeade Village
When: A Saturday in late November
What: The last Hogsmeade trip of the school year--Dean Thomas makes a run for it and Khavi joins the rest of the girls of the Chamber of Snogs
Ora didn't like the way they were all ushered to Hogsmeade as if they were a flock of sheep, or worse, a group of suspicious children liable to get lost or stir up trouble at the drop of a hat. That latter bit Ora was quite sure of, but it simply wouldn't do to have the Carrows barking rules at them. This was supposed to be a Hogsmeade trip, and wasn't it supposed to be fun? Walking in file with the rest of the Slytherins, Ora shot Alison an exasperated look. Trust the Carrows to be the ones to turn something good into something unbearable. Pansy walked beside the students, as Head Girl she was responsible for keeping order amongst the students and reporting directly to the Carrows. She shot Ora an imperious look as the group of Slytherins passed her, and Ora did her best not to slap Pansy across the face. She barely managed to contain herself, her fingers curling angrily in a fist at her side. She was never going to forgive Pansy for giving that "those who get detentions deserve what they get" speech she'd given at the beginning of Dark Arts the first day the Carrows had dragged Neville, Luna, and Ginny to be made an example of.
The students managed to make it into Hogsmeade with little trouble, being that the Gryffindors were trying to cooperate somewhat, though the absence of Neville and Ginny from their group made them a somewhat silent, if not less sullen lot. Ora felt bad for them, it was difficult enough for them to have Potter, Granger, and Weasley gone, and being branded as the new social outcasts of the school was hardly easy to deal with. Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan walked a little apart from the rest of their House, the only Gryffindor boys their year in the group.
Ora noted as she and Alison split off from the rest of the Slytherins once they entered town that all the main streets and intersections had at least some prefect watching it, especially any street that led outside of town. The street from whence they came, leading back to Hogwarts was ostensibly left unguarded.
"It's nice to know there's only one way out," Ora muttered to Alison sarcastically. They plodded slowly on their way to the Hog's Head, ostensibly swinging by Scrivenshaft's first to purchase some more rolls of parchment and some new quills to avoid suspicion.
"All right," Ora said after they had their merchandise bagged up. Ora tucked her things in a bag she had slung around her shoulder. "I'll feel better once I get that information to Fred and George," she said quietly to Alison, who nodded. Hidden deep in Ora's bag was a list of all of the known places the Ministry of Magic was holding Muggle-born wizards and witches for interrogation, and at the top of the list was Azkaban. That made feel Ora feel a little better. Azkaban meant those Muggle-borns might still be alive. Well, most of them anyway.
Looking over their shoulders, the girls headed down the small, deserted path to the Hog's Head, where they would be able to meet up with Fred and George, at least for a short period of time.
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Date: 2008-07-22 06:58 pm (UTC)Pansy seethed at Alison. "Yes, I am Head Girl, and you'd best remember it more often, Mallory!" She brushed herself off a bit and fussed "Ugh, there's snow from the eaves falling on me!"
"P... Pansy..." Millicent was huffing as she walked over, spent from the chase. "He... (huff) gone..." She pointed vaguely in the direction Dean had run in.
"Thank you very much, that's very kind of you," Kahvi nodded quietly to Ora and Alison. "It would probably do me some good to go indoors--I'm pretty sure my shoes are full of snow after that spill and it wouldn't do for any of us to catch a cold during the holiday season, now would it?" She shivered slightly as she shot the two girls a smile of gratitude and turned to follow them to the named venue.
"Well why didn't you tell me that in the first place?!" Pansy snapped at Millicent, who had apparently just managed to relay through her panting that the Head Girls and Boys were wanted further down the street.
Poor Millicent merely shrugged, drawing less ragged, but still quite belabored breaths. "Pansy..."
"What now?!" She was practically screaming in frustration.
"Something... on... your coat?" She staggered closer to inspect the back of Pansy's shoulder. "Looks like... owl..."
Deimos heard the shriek from the air, having had the good sense not to stick around after upchucking what was left of the rat he'd had for dinner the previous evening on the girl. He headed for Ravenclaw tower, where it would be warm and he could wait for Kahvi's return to deliver the letter.
[OOC: It seemed a shame not to let Deimos have any fun :P Poor Pansy...]