*Pink panther theme*
Who: Vera and Neville What: Blankets! When: Friday, sometime when most servants are out Where: Servants quarters Warnings: TBD
In some ways it felt like a suicide mission -- that no matter which way it went, she would end up in severe trouble or dead. Still, she held the blankets to her chest and dropped some off in the girls servants quarters uneventfully before heading to the boys.
If everything went well, she'd be an utter rebel, the person she tried so hard to be would be dead, and this new person, this person nurtured by meeting Aunt Andromeda and Luna would take her place, and she had no idea who that person was. She was dropping heat-charmed blankets off at every bed when she heard the door open behind her and froze, heart beating a million miles an hour in her ears, back to the door, silently praying to nothing that she wouldn't actually die and it wasn't another student.