Cass thought it was time to wake up, and climbed up the roots of the Whomping Willow, Bradley in her mass of messy hair.
Something other than mud, worms and roots faced her, and squealing, almost falling down the hole had it not been for a hand holding her, Cass saw a face.
Jasmeet's face.
"I-"
She got out of the whole, and made sure the Whomping Willow was still in sleep mode. "Bradley," she hissed, "don't touch the stump, ok?"
"Hi, Jaz." Her cheeks reddened.
Something other than mud, worms and roots faced her, and squealing, almost falling down the hole had it not been for a hand holding her, Cass saw a face.
Jasmeet's face.
"I-"
She got out of the whole, and made sure the Whomping Willow was still in sleep mode. "Bradley," she hissed, "don't touch the stump, ok?"
"Hi, Jaz." Her cheeks reddened.