ICKLE PHINEAS

Who:  Ickle McLaggen boys (well... teenage but whatevs)
Where: McLaggen Abode
When: Summer before Tibs 7th year and Finns 3rd.
What:  LAWLS?


Today was the day, Tiberius was sure of it.  Looking back over the past seven years, owls from school have always come on one of two days and being as one of the days was yesterday, today had to be the day.  That morning he had taken the stairs two at a time skipping the last four altogether earning him a quick scolding from the Colonel.  He muttered a quick apology before making his way to the kitchen, where the owls always came.  He lasted all but ten minutes be fore he was shooed out by his mum for being to jittery and not being able to stay still.  She had sent him on a errand to get her some ingredient (that she probably didn't even need) for something she was making (or so she said.)  Could you really blame him though? Of course he was excited.  Today was the day he was getting the letter that was going to tell him that he was Headboy!

And how did he know that he was Headboy? Because it was obvious that he was the best choice.  He had been working toward this ever since he heard that there was such a position.  He'd taken extra shifts as prefect and tutored and had straight O's in every subject.  Well any subject that mattered, flying didn't count.  When he got back from the store he dropped the bags on the counter looking for the think parchment envelopes with the distinctive green ink.  "Mum!  Did the post come?" he hollered walking towards the den.