by Hermionie Miranda
I’m not having the best time currently, as some 2nd year girl smacked my foot while looking for her shoes under the bed, where I was hiding. She kept searching for what felt like countless hours. Finally, annoyed, I nudged her shoes towards her, just a bit. I took this as an opportunity to see who the annoying smacking shoe-searcher was. My heart started pounding when I realized who it was: Destri Weasley.
Destri was the one who demanded to inspect my paw prints last time. I couldn’t believe my horrid luck – I had run into her AGAIN! She wasn’t in her tree costume this time, at least. As I tried moving back towards the wall, I hit my head against the bed frame. Not only that, but my lion head fell off too! So now here I was, without a lion head, and with a horrible headache. I muttered some wizard swears, but in barely a whisper, because I knew Destri was still in the room.
Honestly, the only choice I had now was to wait until Destri left the room. I watched from under the bed as she grabbed her pom-poms, a megaphone, and a banner. Obviously, she was going to Spice Squad practice. Suddenly I realized I was kind of stalking her… and that just made me feel