Who: Barty and Rabastan What: Still riding on the adrenaline high after a little bit of being bad Where: Slytherin 5th year boys' dorm When: Not long after the attack on the owlery Rating: PG-13-ish? Status: Incomplete, but due to be short
Barty entered the dorm room quietly, still using the same care he had taken during the entire walk back down from the owlery, leaving the door open behind him for Rabastan. He strode over to his bed, and kicked his shoes off. He started tugging his robes off up over his head to change back into his pajamas, considering that it was still quite early and he didn't want to raise anyone's suspicions by being fully dressed too early on a weekend. Managing to get his robe and shirt tugged off, he shook them down off his arms and they landed on the floor at his feet.
Reaching for his pajamas, Barty paused. He squinted and then bent down to inspect his crumpled robes more closely. He plucked a couple of loose feathers off the back of them. He twirled them slowly between his fingers, and felt a smile start to form on his face.
Feeling the smile start to blossom into a full-blown chuckle, Barty stood up and threw himself backwards onto his bed, suddenly not caring that he was still shirtless. He continuing twirling the feathers between his fingers, laughing quietly to himself as he fondly remembered the last hour or so.