Who: Megan Jones and Hannah Abbott When: Two hours before curfew, Day One. Where: Court Yard Rating: PG. Warnings: None. Status: Closed, complete
Megan had gotten out of her room as fast as possible. She was still in the uniform she had worn to the feast. Maybe her short skirt and blouse might turn a few heads; that had been her hope when she'd put her fifth year uniform on, after all.
She loved the fall weather. Megan had grabbed a large, red, thick flannel shirt that had belonged to an old fling; an American exchange student. She spent too much time in a cloak and wanted a bit of Muggle fashion being so newly back to school.
A pack of clove cigarettes rested in the breast pocket. Soon, due to the harsh Scottish winters, she would need to sneak fags indoors. So, she wanted to be outside as much as possible until then.
Wandering down to the lake, she looked for a secluded spot to sneak off to.