Post by Ashe Faery Siren on Sept 29, 2008 21:37:14 GMT
Ashe grinned and hid behind a corridor. Filch would walk by with Mrs. Norris any second. Castor sat a few feet behind her, a dissaproving look in her eyes. Castor was Ashe's keeper, odd since it should have been the other way around. Ashe chewed her lip quietly and a tiny sheer of victory erupted from her pink lips as Filch sunk into a pit of mud. A strangled cry of anger was heard as Ashe bolted away from the scene, slowly followed by a filthy and very angry Filch. Mrs. Norris ran forward and brushed through Ashe's legs, throwing her off balance. She fell with a cry and glared at the cat, quickly reaching to grab the feline's running figure.
"Stupid evil little feline!" She hissed through clenched teeth as Filch stood over her. She laughed weakly and stood up with a pout as filch led her to his office. She stood with her arms crossed, her blue orbs wandering around the office. A sigh escaped her pink lips, set to a pout. So she hadn't escaped. At least the prank had worked, she was glad seeing as she had begun to doubt her abilities as a prankster. "-ame." Ashe whipped around to cringe as Flinch stood there with a look of undeniable hatred. "P-pardon me?" Flinch sneered and shook a piece of parchment in his hand. "Name!"
Ashe scowled and glowered at the man. "Ceceil Fureier." She smikred indignantly as Filch wrote the name down with a smug look of his own. He left after a moment, not before telling her to stay put and threatening her. Mrs. Norris walked away and Ashe made sure to kick her backside as she walked by. Castor jumped into Ashe's arms just as Filch turned to see who had caused the cry to erupt from Mrs. Norris. Upon seeing the cat he frowned and cooed quietly to Mrs. Norris. Once the door closed Ashe began to giggle and she sat down, Castor purring in her lap.
"Stupid evil little feline!" She hissed through clenched teeth as Filch stood over her. She laughed weakly and stood up with a pout as filch led her to his office. She stood with her arms crossed, her blue orbs wandering around the office. A sigh escaped her pink lips, set to a pout. So she hadn't escaped. At least the prank had worked, she was glad seeing as she had begun to doubt her abilities as a prankster. "-ame." Ashe whipped around to cringe as Flinch stood there with a look of undeniable hatred. "P-pardon me?" Flinch sneered and shook a piece of parchment in his hand. "Name!"
Ashe scowled and glowered at the man. "Ceceil Fureier." She smikred indignantly as Filch wrote the name down with a smug look of his own. He left after a moment, not before telling her to stay put and threatening her. Mrs. Norris walked away and Ashe made sure to kick her backside as she walked by. Castor jumped into Ashe's arms just as Filch turned to see who had caused the cry to erupt from Mrs. Norris. Upon seeing the cat he frowned and cooed quietly to Mrs. Norris. Once the door closed Ashe began to giggle and she sat down, Castor purring in her lap.
