Who: Seamus Finnigan and Pansy Parkinson. What: Prefect rounds. Frustrating, temper-inducing Prefect Rounds. Where: The halls of Hogwarts. When: Tuesday, January 25th.
Since her confrontation with Padma the previous week, Pansy had made good on her promise to be on high alert of the other girl's actions. Though her efforts were proving fruitless much to her further frustration. Her fellow students had quickly picked up on the fact that Pansy was feeling more than a little trigger happy about issuing detentions and spitting venom. Not that this was all that unusual but even Pansy had ups and downs on the severity of her already biting attitude. Needless to say she wasn't looking forward to her duties with the obnoxious Irish Gryffindor anymore than he likely was. How they got paired together yet again was beyond Pansy considering that the two had a history of exploding at each other in the past. It was to be expected with two people with easily triggered tempers who couldn't be further apart in their opinions. Though Pansy liked to get back at him by purposing egging him on sometimes just to watch his face flush with frustration. It was a weapon she used often since nothing was more satisfying than seeing him wish so badly to strike her but not being able to.
Of course, rounds were also a reason to possibly spot a clue about DA which always excited Pansy. Things had been disappointingly quiet, however, and she was started to feel the weight of the day take its toll on her alertness. It seemed the perfect time to bait Finnigan to get the surge of energy she needed.
"Pick up the pace, Finnigan. I'm not going to be walking around this castle all night."