Oops Pv Lilith Finished

Eri just smiled. "But exactly. We are children." Eri looked at Lilith. Maybe the brunette looked a bit childish to this Gryffindor, but she was just eleven. Prancing was an art of life. Ho didn't understand that? It starts when you are a child, then progresses into a love for mischeif. Eri could tell that Lilith enjoyed pranking. She could tell by the mischievous look in her eyes when she talked about pranks, but Eri wasn't going to mention it. 

Eri didn't show any change in emotion. The girl was simply trying to bother Eri. But the brunette wasn't going to show her any impressive ranks. Not yet anyways. Cause that ruins the whole fun of being surprised. "Look we just met. So why would I have wasted an epic prank on a stranger? It's better if you know about your victim and then you can base your prank off of what you know about them. It's way more fun that way." Eri said, but if they were going to prank people then they better go change. They were soaking wet. Eri didn't mind being wet, but she would rather do a prank without water dripping every where while she is doing it.

Lilith let out a short breath from her nose. "Alright, Windstone," Lilith began, "Let's do this then. Do you have a plan at all? A victim? Anything? Or . . . is that where I come in?"

Lilith crossed her arms over her chest. Her clothes were beginning to get uncomfortable and she was lucky that she didn't wear shoes outside. They would have definitely have been ruined. She noticed that Eri didn't look any more comfortable in her clothes as Lilith was. "After we change of course. We aren't going to get any stealth dripping around the castle, now would we?"

Lilith began to grab her stuff, leaving her now wet book. Lilith's azul eyes flickered to Eri. She had the mischief of a Gryffindor, but Lilith would have known that. Definitely not a Hufflepuff. That left Slytherin and Ravenclaw, but the girl seemed to have the more "I-just-want-to-have-fun vibe". Not enough ambition. "I assume you're a Ravenclaw." Lilith held up her book. "That means you can get me another one of these to replace the one you ruined."

Lilith threw the book down on the ground. There was no use for it now. She held her bag away from her body in one hand, trying to not get it wet. It already had ink spilled on it and she'd rather not to put it through any more torture.

Hmm a victim. "I don't know. Maybe someone we can scare? Or do you have any ideas?" The Ravenclaw said. She hadn't really thought of a victim yet. Though she thought it would be funny to use one of her brothers fears against them but they would be so mad, so she just is going to settle on letting Lilith pick. 

Eri shook some more water out of her hair and smiled again. She was wanting to change into another hoodie. She had two of the exact same outfitt that she was wearing, so she would change into that one.

Eri smirked. She isn't know what house she was from. Of course she was a Ravenclaw. What other house could this book worm be from? She could see why she could be from Gryffindor. "Of course I'm Ravenclaw, and I have that book. I'll give it to you when we meet up for the prank. Let's meet at the library. Or is that's to Ravenclaw for you?" She said teasingly. It wasn't meant to hurt her feelings just a joke. Not a funny one just a plain one that is almost corny. In her defense she was very bored right then.

Lilith rolled eyes as she collected her things. This Ravenclaw girl was not like the other students she had met at Hogwarts so far. Mostly, people have either been nice (some complete jerks that Lilith now hates, but that's another story). Lilith was usually labeled the antisocial rude one that people for some reason liked? Now she met Eri, who seemed to be liked for being a different kind of jerk. Lilith found that . . . odd.

"Fine. I'll meet you in the library in an hour. I don't like to be kept waiting." Lilith turned and walked away from Eri. She went over the hill and towards Hogwarts castle. Her clothes were soaked and she hoped she didn't slip going up the moving staircase. She doubted Hogwarts would kill her, but put her in the hospital wing? That was a real possibility.

Walking up all seven levels of the stairs, Lilith regretted not running more before she came to Hogwarts. Those stairs were killers on the legs. She told the Fat Lady the password and walked into the Gryffindor Common Room. She went into her dormitory and picked out some new clothes. This time, she wore a Gryffindor sweater and some leggings before making her way back downstairs, in the direction of the library.