Great Troublemakers Think Alike PV Elvira Closed

Sefton registered her reaction and smiled. He loved that about her-how she was always eager and full of energy, ready to do anything. He took her hand, helping himself up out of the armchair. Though he may not have looked like he would have been when he was sitting in the chair, he was half a head taller than her. 

“I’m all for it if you want to cause trouble, but do you have any ideas?” The Ravenclaw asked, a flash of mischief sparking in his amber eyes. He felt that mischief between two people was much more fun than one. You could get more done, and the risk of being caught was slimmer. 

He’d never had a friend to even consider causing mischief with. Sefton talked to people, of course, but he wasn’t connected to them enough to actually be friends with them. So, in conclusion, it was fun to have a friend to be beside. Plus, life it Hogwarts was hard when you were alone, and it made you prone to being made fun of and bullied. Having a friend with you was safer, because if anybody tried to pick on you, you didn’t sound like a fool trying to argue back. You actually had support.
Great Troublemakers Think Alike PV Elvira Closed
Relief rushed through her as he accepted her proposal to cause mischief within the halls of Hogwarts, her smile brightening just a tad bit more than usual. She pondered for a moment, her head tilted in wonder and her free hand tapping at her chin.

"We could possibly prank some of our fellow Ravenclaws, or possibly even somehow sneak into the Hufflepuff Common Room to prank my friend, Roseline. If not that, we could go into the Potions classroom and rearrange some ingredients into the wrong places." She had paused, realizing she had rambled on for far too long. "Or something like that..."

 Staring at him for a few moments, she took note of every detail his face had to offer, from the slope of his nose to the curve of his lips. The one thing that caught her attention more was his eyes, she couldn't stop staring at them - Mainly because of the blasted crack on his glasses that annoyed her to no end. She never knew how he could stand that.

"Are you ever going to fix your glasses, Sefton? It must get annoying looking through a split piece of glass all day, wouldn't you say?" She released his hand afterward before she moved to brush a strand of loose hair behind her ear. "I don't know how you make it through the day without fixing it."