Charlotte Harrison and the grass fight part 2 Implied CP The minxes exchanged looks as they marched like condemned prisoners towards the hall and the next hour and forty minutes of enforced boredom. The prefects, three of them, stood arms crossed feet tapping impatiently not being best pleased with...

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“Charlotte Angelou Harrison! What do you think you are doing?” Dr Browning thundered as he strode across the quad towards Charlotte and her friends who were having a grass fight in the newly mown grass cuttings. Dr Browning’s bellow caught Charlotte in mid shove as she was pushing a bundle of dried ...