Nothing New (open)

[CLOVER AARIA LANE]

Clover strode through the hallway, her green and silver tie hanging loosely around her neck and her bookbag slung half-hazardly over her left shoulder, a smirk playing across her plump lips. She had just left Transfiguration, Charms was next,it she planned on skiving off the rest of the afternoon, a grand total of 2 classes. She'd gotten "sick" within the first 5 minutes of History of Magic, and was now missing Charms. That decided, Clover now had to figure out what to do with her now open time slot. There was the homework she'd received earlier on in the day from the Umbridge woman, but that was boring and strictly off that days radar. Clover wasn't about to waste her time doing work, no she was going to have fun.

Clover stopped walking to switch which shoulder her bag was resting on before continuing forward. She could always try and find another boy to entertain her. It would be good practice for her veela skills and would probably take up the majority of her spare. Clover nodded to herself, yes that's what she'd do. Immediately she scoped the area for candidates for her little game. There were a few 7th year Hufflepuffs hanging around, (she crinkled her nose before dismissing them with a bat of her eye), a couple scrawny looking 3rd year Ravenclaws, and a few Gryffindorks. Clover sniffed, not much game here.

Clover hurriedly continued down the hallway, she passed a few people, (all unlikely candidates), before veering to one side to sit on one of the stone benchs. Clover sighed before daintily sitting on the bench. She wasn't giving up, she seeing if she could lighten her bag at all. Reaching into the canvas bag she withdrew a few textbooks, broken quills and a bottle of ink. She shoved the ink and quills back into her bag before looking skeptically at the textbooks. She didn't really need them. Clover read the titles, one Transfiguration textbook, one Charms textbook and one Potions textbook. She quickly stowed the Potions one back in her bag before looking around, conveniently enough, there was a rather large statue across the hall from the bench, perfect for hiding textbooks behind. Clover stood up and walked across the hall and behind the status. She quickly flipped them open, checking to make sure her name was inside both, (it was), before placing them at the base of the statue. She'd just come back or accio them to her room, no big deal.

Clover left her hiding spot, smoothing her blouse and fluffing her hair before continuing on her hunt. Unfortunately she didn't get very far as she bashed into someone, almost falling to the floor. Clover immediately reached for her wand, glowering and pointing it in whoever had bumped hers face. They'd better pray they were a Slytherin.