Who: Cyril and Lucius What: The night after the night before Where: Hufflepuff dorms When: Tuesday night Rating: Lucius
Cyril's shoulder was still a little stiff, but that was mostly his own fault. He'd put off getting it properly healed whilst trying to deal with Alecto's body, and the remains of the spell she'd been casting. He'd fallen asleep in the hospital wing whilst they were tending his wound and it was almost midnight when he woke up and headed down to his dormitory room.
A nice relaxing shower was just what the doctor ordered. Something to relieve the stress that had been steadily building like heavy storm clouds over him all day. Killing didn't get easier. Not for someone like Cyril. Even if they did deserve it.
He shed his clothes as soon as he stepped into the room and made a beeline for the bathroom. Once again he was glad to have the entire dormitory to himself. He was planning to use up every drop of Hufflepuff's hot water, if not the entire castle's.