Late, Late, LATE, LAAATE! ((Open to all))

Willow ran from the Hufflepuff common room she was staying in. Since she hadn't been Sorted yet (embarrassing), she'd had nowhere to stay and the Puffs had been kind enough to take her in. Of course, when she was Sorted; they'd change the password a thousand times.
"I'm late, I'm late, I'm so unbelievably late..." she muttered, speed-walking to the Great Hall. Willow Oakenhelm had slept in...again. And in her haste to make it before the Headmistress said a few words, or Snape noticed her poor punctuality; she forgot about the Dungbomb trap she'd set in the very corridor she was walking through, and was hit with a jet of putrid green smoke.
"Oh God Damn it," she muttered, running to the bath rooms and using her body spray to poorly mask her newly rancid odour.

When she reached the doors of the Great Hall however, she heard noises coming from behind her. Teachers? Or was it her old friend Hanabi? She was prone to sneaking up on her often. But...then she remembered how that was in a different Wizarding school which made her a little sad.
"I'm sorry I'm so late," she said, spinning around too quickly; skidding on the polished floors and falling onto her backside. "Sorry?" she tried again, cheeks flaming.

(( Uh... Snape is dead ))

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