Friday.
George smiled to himself. But he abstained himself, in case someone noticed what he was up to. He walked casually to breakfast. The smell of the scrambled eggs was inviting.
Nobody noticed something blue and something purple peeping out of his robe's pocket.
George sat down at the table. He began to butter his toast. He looked up sneakily and swivelled his eyes around to the Hufflepuff table. Suddenly, he caught sight of his target.
"What are you doing?", a third-year Ravenclaw boy with a broad face looked at him, suspicious. George pretended to be surprised.
"Who, me? Oh, um, nothing.". He attacked his toast.
Ten minutes later, he had wolfed down his toast and eggs. He took out the purple thing in his pocket. He wrote the following words on it with his quill
Hi Lions,
Caught Iris w / wand at Table. She's 1 behind and a few beside you. Hope you've contacted necessary agent.
~G.C.
George set his quill down hurriedly. He could not afford to get noticed. He folded the purple paper airplane and pointed it at his trusted partner, S.L. Hoping that the plane would find its mark and she would understand the message, he launched it and watched it as it sailed, unnoticed by fellow Ravenclaws.
