The Prankster's Match
two.
No one would have expected vigilante justice from Ann.
She didn’t seem the type. To be honest, no one thought much about Ann.
The Hufflepuff was well aware of that fact. Her knack for being invisible was what made her plan appear foolproof. No one would suspect her.
For six years, she had watched the four Gryffindor boys traipse about the castle as if they owned the place—as if they were kings. She could not stand it any longer.
Ann blended in. For once, Ann didn’t mind blending in if it meant getting back at them.
Justice was due.
She didn’t seem the type. To be honest, no one thought much about Ann.
The Hufflepuff was well aware of that fact. Her knack for being invisible was what made her plan appear foolproof. No one would suspect her.
For six years, she had watched the four Gryffindor boys traipse about the castle as if they owned the place—as if they were kings. She could not stand it any longer.
Ann blended in. For once, Ann didn’t mind blending in if it meant getting back at them.
Justice was due.