Planning My Attack

Wally's plan was to steal every trophy.

Okay, not steal. Relocate. She wanted to take each trophy and put it somewhere where it would be a lot more ironic or funny. For example, she planned on taking the plaque that said 'For Soundness of Reason' and mounting it on the stall that Moaning Myrtle inhabited. She was not looking for fame or anything- just to sprinkle a bit of ironic justice everywhere.

She turned and stared up at a coat of armor. She knew she was no giant, but she was sure whoever had worn this armor had to be. It was about twice her size. She reached up and knocked on the stomach of the hulking body of armor. There was a clanging noise and he seemed unmoved by her. She glanced around and that was when she heard a noise.

She slipped her hand into her pocket, ready to withdraw her wand. She strolled casually over to another trophy, looking out of the corner of her eye nervously.

Kevin had been confused. Where is DADA? he thought to himself. He had lost his way and didn't know where he was going. At this point he was just wandering. He saw a pair of double doors and decide to enter. Not quite Defense Against the Dark Arts. He recognized it. It was the Hogwarts Trophy Room. Everyone who had done a good deed to the school had a trophy sitting in here.

While gazing at another trophy, he bumped into a glass case. "Oops!" he muttered to himself. All of a sudden, he heard footsteps. He whipped out his wand, not that he could do anything being a first year. HE walked towards the steps and turned the corner. "Ahhhh!" he screamed. He saw a girl that looked a little older than him pointing her wand at him.

Wally continued sneaking forward, walking slowly and with her usual unreadable expression on her face, but she also knew she was supposed to be in class. She did not mind getting in trouble, but Wally prided herself on being so sneaky, so ninja-esque, that she never got caught. She did not do well with authority and she was sure if she landed in too many detentions, she'd work herself into even more trouble.

She turned around the corner, and heard a voice. She wheeled toward the noise, her pigtails whipping around and thwaping her in the face. She flinched and tensed slightly, and a few red sparks flew out of her wand uncontrollably towards him, nothing to actually hurt him, just her wand responding to her reaction. She slowly opened her eyes wider and said in a demanding voice, "What are you doing here?"

Out of nowhere, red sparks were flying at Kevin. He closed his eyes and put his arms over his face. Wow. It didn't hurt me. he thought. He opened his eyes and looked at her. "I'm lost. Do you know where the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom is?" he asked her. "Wait. What are you doing here?" he asked smiling with his arms crossed. Apparently he had caught the while she was doing something.