Squelch, squelch, squelch, went Taylor Marino's white sneakers on the cold stone floor. Her Gryffindor robes hung around her slim frame, her pockets bulging with bags of glitter, and paint. She took out a spray can of bright red paint, and began to spray:
Gryffindor Rocks.
She saw a girl walking, and watched her for a while. Then the girl broke into a run, heading right towards Taylor. Tay should be in the library, but she couldn't be bothered studing right now. Just as the girl was about to reach her, Taylor dipped her hand into the velvet bag in her pocket, and drew out a handfull of silver glitter, which she flung in the girl's general direction, meaning to make the girl crash, so she couldn't blame Taylor for the mess on the wall.
Taylor Marino left the scene of the crime, not bothering to see if the small girl had hurt herself or not.
