Darci Donavon<br/>4th year Ravenclaw<br/>Tags: Camron<br/><hr/><br/>Darci moderated her pace on the stairs so that she kept from running over... or falling over... Camron. The stairs were narrow enough that walking side by side might be chancy and while she wouldn't mind landing on him, she didn't want to go for a tumble in quite that way. "They'll be along soon enough... and we have to watch out for Peeves... that little pile-o-shite pahntasm would just love to cause us no end of mischief.<br/><br/>When she got to the bottom of the staircase, "Wherever, as long as it's not in the basement mushroom patch, it's always damp and muddy there." She looked at her new shoes, "I don't want to deal with that."<br/><br/>She reached up again and stroked the pheonix's head with a fingertip, Neither does he, do you pretty boy?" she asked before smiling at Camron.