Warning

[alt_macnair]

The alert ward on my storage went off early this morning. I was already up, but by the time I got outside, whoever set off the alert was long gone. The tracks in the area looked to be a dog's, so I reckon a curious creature might've got close enough to trigger the ward. There were human footprints, too, but too muddled by the dog's to make out the size. Still, something in my gut tells me that someone's been snooping about. All I can say is that it better not be a curiously noble first-year Slytherin, his mate, or his mudblood.

Comments

[alt_ron]

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

Not that I'm surprised! I'm not! Hey! Leave my fea-

Yeah. He's doing great!

No. What's that thing Patil's always saying? He's totally nift!!

Heh!

[alt_macnair]

Don't suppose you lot could cheer somewhere other than in my book.

[alt_ron]

Er.

Sorry.

[alt_ron]

But he passed!

It's sort of a big deal, you see. I think we're going to have a little celebration for him in the Common Room after dinner. Is that okay? I mean, if we're pretty quiet and all?

[alt_macnair]

Do what you will.

[alt_ron]

Thanks, sir.

I'll tell Percy you said so!

[alt_percy]

Having Longbottom pass the flying test is remarkable enough that it is probably worthy of celebration.

[alt_neville]

Thanks. I think.