[LOG] Bugging Snape's Office
Sep. 15th, 2007 09:17 pmWho: Alison Mallory and Ora Yang
When: September 15, 1997, 3am
Where: the roof of the Headmaster's office
What: Alison and Ora install an Extendable Ear in the chimney of Snape's office
Ora waited for all the tossing and turning to stop in the beds around her. She waited until she heard the common room go quiet, and then waited for hours after that, as she watched the candles burn low and sputter, and the time crawl slowly by. She rehearsed in her head every step they had set out to do, her mind combing the details of every action, making sure they had a plan if something were to go horribly awry.
She heard Alison shift in her bed, and decided it was time. Ora parted the curtains of her bed and stepped out slowly. She was wearing loose fitting clothing and soft-soled shoes, bewitched to move without sound and reflect very little light, so that in the darkness of the dormitory room she almost looked like a disembodied head. Alison was dressed likewise, her long blonde hair floating in the darkness as they paused for a second, making sure no one else in the room was awake. Ora pointed to the door and Alison nodded.
They made their way out of the Slytherin Dungeons, careful not to make any noise or wake any of the portraits as they slinked along the walls of the Hogwarts corridors, making their way to the locker rooms and the Quidditch Pitch, where their brooms were stowed. Ora breathed a quiet sigh of relief as Alison tossed her a broom. The first step of their plan had gone without a hitch.
When: September 15, 1997, 3am
Where: the roof of the Headmaster's office
What: Alison and Ora install an Extendable Ear in the chimney of Snape's office
Ora waited for all the tossing and turning to stop in the beds around her. She waited until she heard the common room go quiet, and then waited for hours after that, as she watched the candles burn low and sputter, and the time crawl slowly by. She rehearsed in her head every step they had set out to do, her mind combing the details of every action, making sure they had a plan if something were to go horribly awry.
She heard Alison shift in her bed, and decided it was time. Ora parted the curtains of her bed and stepped out slowly. She was wearing loose fitting clothing and soft-soled shoes, bewitched to move without sound and reflect very little light, so that in the darkness of the dormitory room she almost looked like a disembodied head. Alison was dressed likewise, her long blonde hair floating in the darkness as they paused for a second, making sure no one else in the room was awake. Ora pointed to the door and Alison nodded.
They made their way out of the Slytherin Dungeons, careful not to make any noise or wake any of the portraits as they slinked along the walls of the Hogwarts corridors, making their way to the locker rooms and the Quidditch Pitch, where their brooms were stowed. Ora breathed a quiet sigh of relief as Alison tossed her a broom. The first step of their plan had gone without a hitch.