Who: Lucy Weasley, OPEN When/Where: Stairwell near the Great Hall, after curfew Summary: Lucy fumes on a staircase Rating: PG
She hadn't been able to go to bed after reading her cousins' comments in the journals, so she'd gone for a walk. She couldn't have cared less that it was after hours-- this kind of thing made her slip right back into her troublemaker persona. Lucy kicked an empty inkpot that lay in her path and sat on the staircase to watch it clunk its way down the steps. Gits, the lot of them. Didn't they know she never really meant any of it? She was just being witty and cutting. It was what she did. She covered her face with her hands and breathed deeply. Calm was not forthcoming.