WHO; Thomas Bradley and Samuel Harper
WHEN; After dinner, Backdated to Monday
WHERE; Outside, near the Greenhouses
SUMMARY; Someone misses his notebook
RATING; PG
WARNINGS; none at the moment.
STATUS; Incomplete
Thomas, dressed in mere school robes, settled himself comfortably on the grassy Hogwarts grounds just outside the Greenhouses, resting against a tall, old tree as he waited patiently for his 'date', the angst king himself, Samuel Harper. Surely, their exchange in the journals was perhaps the most entertaining than anything he has had in a while. At this thought, a small smile crawled up his lips. The boy was so, excruciatingly uptight and sensitive, that he just couldn't help himself with the sadistic teasing.
Leaning his head back, he fished a pack of cigarettes from his robe pocket, placed the fag between his lips and lit it with his wand. He took a deep drag, feeling a slight pleasant burn in his throat and exhaled, smoke rising from his lips before disappearing completely in the darkness. He checked the watch on his wrist; it read 7pm. He took another drag before his eyes drifted to the door to the Greenhouse. 'He'd better not be late', he thought, taking a notebook out of his bag and placing it comfortably on his lap.
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