I Fought The Law (And The Law Won)
The corner of the leather wallet peeked out of one of his outer robe pockets. I very casually stepped closer and pretended to be listening to the briefing. The Order was a wonderful evil-fighting club and all, but sometimes these meetings just droned on and on! Still... it did allow me to have some fun. Like the unsavory-looking ex-professor next to me.
I let my fingers slide over unobtrusively. Almost there...almost... got it! I pulled my hand back. It didn't come back. It didn't even budge.
Naturally, I screamed.
"AAAH!"
"What do you think you're doing, lassy?" Mad-Eye Moody said, glaring googly-eyed down at me with one meaty hand around my wrist.
"Oh, I apologize sir... I...I...thought it was a snorkack!"
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