(from Corridors)<br/><br/>Reaching his destination, Vincent leans against the wall and folds his arms, awaiting the inevitable approach of a certain Gryffindor Prefect.<br/><br/><em>...and she will undoubtedly come here--that was snow in her hair.  She must have been quite chilly.  Almost Slytherin, in fact.  Ha ha ha.</em><br/><br/>He even tilts his head, just a little, to get a better view of the hallway she's most likely to use.