RP: Bedtime Date: 15th January 2021 Characters: Phillipa Flint, Richard Pucey Location: Slytherin Common Room Status: Private Summary: Phillipa is not expecting to see Richard after curfew. Completion: Complete
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Phillipa had sent the dossier on her father to the proper authorities days ago, and still there was no word. She had been reading the paper every day to check. Even the financial section. How long did it take? RJ had practically done all the work already, or at least, he better have, if he wanted to be worth the cake.
To take her mind off her troubles she'd been indulging in the bit of midnight gardening. It wasn't cheating, because she wasn't using those exact plants for her NEWT grade, and surely Professor Sprout wouldn't want to discourage any one from taking an actual interest in the subject.
She'd finished up around one o'clock that night and lugged all her equipment back up to the castle. She was more dishevelled than usual, knowing that the chances she would bump into someone were rare, and hey, it was dark anyway.
She bumped into Richard outside the Common Room.
"Richard!" Crap, shouldn't have exclaimed. Now he would know she had seen him, so marching straight through the entrance was a no-no. "Why are you out after dark?"