the book (hosie)

out of bed

Josie saltzman had no idea why she was doing this. She was the model, Sixth Year student; top of both Ravenclaw House as well as the whole school. She was also a Prefect, as well as taking all N.E.W.T. level classes, having passed her O.W.L.s with top marks.

However, tonight, Josie was currently breaking the rules. Prefects were allowed out past curfew, but only if they had night duties. Josie didn't have them, but there was someone in particular who did-

"Locomotor Mortis!"

Josie yelped as she tripped. She used her hands to soften her fall but nonetheless hit the ground pretty hard. She tried getting up, but her legs were "locked" together. She suddenly heard a throaty laugh come from behind her.

"What do we have here?"

Josie was suddenly turned onto her back and came face-to-face with the very person Josie hoped to see on night patrols: Hope O'Deorain, a tall, redheaded Slytherin, the school Head Girl...

...and Josie's crush.

Hope tutted. "A student out of bed. And not just any student, but the Ravenclaw Prefect, Josie saltzman," she said with a grin.

Josie stammered and made up an excuse. "I was, uh, sleepwalking."

Hope chuckled. "Please, no lies. You do know students are not allowed passed curfew."

"I'm a Prefect, therefore I'm allowed," Josie pointed out.

Shaking her head and grinning more, Hope said, "Maybe, but only if you are scheduled for night duties, and you are not scheduled."

Josie looked down at her legs and asked, "Can you please use the counter-curse?"

Hope grinned and pointed at Josie's legs with her wand. She muttered the incantation and Josie's legs were freed. She immediately got up, her face blushing.

"Little rule-breaker. What to do?" Hope said.

Josie clasped her hands. "Please, don't. I'll head right back to my dormitory."

Hope shook her head. "No can do. No one's above the rules." She turned and said, "Follow me."

Josie sighed as she followed Hope down the deserted hallways. They walked for a few minutes before Hope spoke.

"So, Jos, did you finish your Transfiguration essay?" Hope asked.

Josie kept her gaze forward. "Please, don't call me that."

Hope grinned once more. "Okay then. Did you get your Transfiguration essay done, Angel?"

Josie's blush returned with a vengeance. She turned to look at Hope and quickly turned back when she was staring at her.

"No," she said simply.

Hope arched an eyebrow. "No? But it's due this Friday."

Josie nodded her head as she continued walking. "I'm well aware, O'Deorain. But I can't work on it anymore because my notebook disappeared, and it had everything on it."

"You mean this?"

Josie turned and her eyes widened in shock. Clasped in Hope's hand was Josie's notebook. Not only did it contain her notes for class, but also, some pages were a dedicated 'Diary' section, and Josie did NOT want Hope going through that.

"My notebook!" Josie exclaimed. She gave Hope another steely glare. "You stole it?!"

"Absolutely not," Hope said, taken aback. "I found it in the halls when I was patrolling the other night."