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Emma Mae (emmybug) wrote in afreshrpg, @ 2012-09-16 12:12:00

WHO: Emma (& later, Ellie)
WHEN: Monday morning, during breakfast
WHERE: the Hufflepuff 6th year girls' dormitory
WHAT: Emma pulls a prank (a mean-spirited one) on Ellie.
RATING: PG, maybe a bit higher for Ellie's language
STATUS: Mini-logs, complete.

Emma waited until she was sure the girls were out of their dorm before she met Maira outside of the Hufflepuff common room. Her friend let her in and then hurried away. It was part of their agreement -- Maira wouldn't have anything to do with what Emma was doing. So it was Emma alone who made her way through the common room and over to the sixth year girls' dorm. Maira had given her instructions on where to find Branstone's trunk, and though she got a few odd looks from some girls coming out of their room (they were probably first years and everyone knew that first year Hufflepuffs were the daftest of all).

Sure, Emma was a mean girl, but she wasn't nasty. Yes, there was a difference. If she were nasty, she'd actually hurt Branstone. But since she was simply mean, she had settled on something that would, if everything went according to plan, at least make her uncomfortable and at most humiliate her. She slipped over to Branstone's trunk and opened it, then pulled a small bottle of itching powder from her bag. She dumped a hefty amount in, satisfied that the blue pieces disintegrated into the clothing, disappearing. After she covered the clothes inside of the trunk, she closed it and stepped back. She was almost ready to leave when she had another idea. She had half a bottle left, so she sprinkled the powder all over Branstone's bed, quilt, sheets, and pillow.

She didn't want to linger, but she left a finishing touch, a wilted and smelly rose right on the nightstand. It gave off such a dead flower smell that Emma had to cover her nose and mouth as she took it from its plastic bag and left it right there. Then, quickly, she left, ignoring the whispers from a gaggle of kids in the common room.