Moon Dance

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Being a prefect can be rather interesting at times. You never know what you might find lurking in the dark corners of this castle late at night.

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If anyone's lookin for me, don' bother.

I'd like to remind everyone that if you're out after curfew and a prefect catches you, we're completely within our rights to hand out detentions to be assigned by a professor of our choosing, which very likely mean the professor who likes you the least, depending on how uncooperative you are. It's also within our rights to simply send you back to your dormitory if it's a first offense, or if there are mitigating circumstances.
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Well, it's been some crazy year so far, and it's only just started.

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This morning I caught some fourth year Hufflepuffs trying to play a prank. They really ought to leave these things to the experts. They were attempting to replace a perfectly harmless potted plant near the entrance to Slytherin House with a flesh-eating variant of a giant Venus Flytrap that one of them had accidentally cross-bred in Herbology class.

Don't ask why I was haunting the entrance to Slytherin...

Needless to say, there are now a few fourth year Hufflepuffs in the infirmary. I didn't have the heart to give them detention, considering they were wailing about having fingers reattached.

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