"What we need is a diversion," you hear Ron mumble to himself. Of course he is the strategy behind this wee prank, after all he won so many points for playing the best chess gave Hogwarts has ever seen. You roll your eyes at this; like he has ever let you forget it. Of course, you never mention the things you've accomplished even having not grown up in this world. You shake your head; at this point, it just doesn't matter anymore.
The only reason you agreed to this prank in the first place was because for one thing, it involved the boy who made you blush at breakfast this morning. When asked about it you told the others he had degraded muggleborns, specifically Lily, your mother. It was then that the idea was spawned between the male Gryffindors you share a dorm with to prank the Slytherin Prince as form of revenge. It's not only revenge for the way he made you blush in front of everyone, then lie to them. No, to you, this was revenge for his 'flying' addiction; it was also an excuse to get him alone, for who better to take care of Malfoy than the one he personally insulted?
You stand up abruptly. Someone asks you where you're going since you are part of the prank as well. "To get supplies," you grin sadistically, smirking at their gleeful looks. They don't know what you're going to retrieve nor do they have any idea what exactly you're going to do with these supplies.
Knocking on the McGonagal's door, you wait impatiently for her to answer your call. She arrives at the door looking a bit flustered. Without much small talk to ask her for what you need,you looka bit sheepish for her benefit. At first she bulks, but you ask again. With a huff she leads you into the far room of her personal chambers.
"You're invading my privacy. You do understand privacy, don't you?" It's rhetorical, so you don't answer. "Is that quite enough?" she asks five minutes later as she shoves the bag into your hands. As you leave smirking, you can hear her mumbling behind you. "Coming in here…all my laundry…what does he need them for anyway…my knickers, oh Merlin…" McGonagal must be very attached to her clothespins.