Who:Laura Harper and Gilly Weasley (and Charlie)
What: Meeting Charlie the water dragon
When: Wednesday afternoon
Where: Beginning at the stairs down to the Slytherin dorms, most action taking place in Laura's room
Ratings/Warnings: PG for language?
Laura stormed up to the entrance hall, muttering darkly under her breath. The owl might have been anonymous, but it had the mark of Sam Robins all over it. Now her hair was bright fucking orange, and though she'd spent the better part of the last ten minutes trying every charm she could think of, she couldn't get it back to normal. She was furious.
Of course, her storming and swearing had frightened poor little Charlie. He didn't want to stay in her pocket any longer, and insisted on riding on her shoulder as she made her way up through the levels of dungeon. Laura reached up and petted him gently, crooning soothingly at him. Time was, her tantrum would have lasted a lot longer, but now that she had Charlie to think of, her mood had lifted out of necessity a lot sooner. She was his mummy now, she didn't want to be the one that scared him!
Reaching her destination, she plopped down on the ground, crossed her legs indian style and plucked Charlie from her shoulder. Holding him in two hands, she began singing
Pie Jesu to him. He seemed to like it, and he made a noise rather similar to a cat's purr - sort a cross between a rumble and a squeak.