WHO: Beau Wilkinson and Liliane Chastain WHEN: November 29th, late evening WHERE: The shared landing between the staircases that lead to Gryffindor Tower and Ravenclaw Tower
Beau rushed down the stairs, his eyes intently on his feet as he hurried back to the Great Hall. He’d left his book bag under the table during dinner and had forgotten to grab it when he’d gotten up. He had made it all the way to his Common Room and had just sat down in front of the fire when he realized. (I hope no one takes anything. My watch is in there!) He was just rounding the corner of one set of stairs, preparing to quickly descend another when he heard a familiar, wicked voice.
“Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh. It’s Beau, it’s Beau, it’s Beau!” Oh no. He recognized the beginning of one of Peeves’ stupid rhymes. Beau turned around, opening his mouth to tell the Poltergeist to go away, but it was too late. Peeves was right behind him, a nasty grin on his face. “Down, down you go!” He reached out like lightning and shoved Beau against his chest, sending him toppling down the stairs. Beau only had time to cry out in shock.
Beau smacked his elbow uncomfortable against the railing during his tumble, and he bumped his head more than once on the ground. He was nearing the bottom steps when he noticed a familiar figure step out in front of him. He didn’t have any time to warn her. He crashed into the person and landed directly on top of the person. Beau blinked down. It was Liliane Chastain. They were chest to chest, eye to eye, nose to nose. “Oh.” He said, rather dumbly, unable to do anything but look at her.
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