Adelaine watched, slightly in awe, as Lisette promptly took parchment, quills, and ink. She wasn't sure it was a good idea to have such a plan in writing, but she carried on anyhow.
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I've just remembered, the boy said it was on the 7th floor," she leaned in further,"
not the third. So, here's the plan: we'll meet on the third floor, then make our way to the 7th. Meghan, you'll throw the bomb in the Charms classroom; we'll run, having the need to hide, thinking about our need to hide. When we arrive on the 7th floor, we'll run the halls till the room appears."
She stared at the parchment, making sure Lisette was jotting everything down correctly. She was quite anxious to get the job done and over with, so that they'd know where the room was. It would be splendid having a secret place to go whenever you needed to get away!
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It'll have to be during a class, or at least when the professor is in the room," she added. "
Perhaps tomorrow morning?"
Adele suddenly had a strange feeling they were being watched; casually, she glanced up and across the room, searching for the pair of eyes she knew were staring straight at their group. Surprisingly, she landed on Alexander Sowerby; she had half a mind to march across the hall and tell him off. The boy was probably reading their lips!
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Meghan, your taste in boys is quite deplorable," she announced and pointed to Sowerby, not bothering to be discreet about it.
Edited by Adelaine Beaumont, 23 October 2011 - 05:47 PM.