Slip

*page is covered with crab tracks and abstract doodles in blue ink*

I can fly even better now. Ravenclaw is going to win.


[[Private]]

I won't take them back there. They could kill them and nobody could prove it....

There are many places to hide here.....

[[/private]]


*slips the book into his pocket, listens for activity from his dormmates, and sneaks out the door and downstairs, not caring that it's after curfew*