Once again, hiding

Terry sprinted away from the crime scene, where she had placed a fishing line tripper trap. She hadn't pranked someone all year, and planned to go out with a giant prank in the Great Hall. Hiding behind a pillar, she squatted down low, trainer heels digging into the loose dirt. It was a warm Saturday, and someone would an idiot to not go outside to study or play outside. Terry already had entrusted her Firebolt with Sami, who was going to meet her down in the Pitch, as agreed last night over dinner. Smirking, she snickered quietly as Pierre entered the courtyard, immersed in his Ancient Runes text.

He was going down....

Literally.

Pierre, having decided to study for Runes- the teacher was harsh, and he wanted to do good in at least one subject- was headed outside, to probably chuck his book at a tree a few times. As he was just entering the Entrance Courtyard, he spotted a flash of red hair. Looking up from book, he kneeled down and felt for any traps. Feeling the near invisible fishing line, he smiled and nimbly hopped over it, passing his cousin's hiding spot.

"Nice try, Liza. I'm trained like a dog." he told his cousin, peering around the pillar, shutting his book.

Terry rolled her eyes. "Should have thought of that..." she mused quietly, pushing her cousin behind another pillar. "Now, hush." she whispered.

How could he now she had set a trap?

Wait...she did the same prank twenty times last summer...

Dang it. She needed more mojo.

Looking up as another person came into view, she smiled wickedly.