Sneaking In. (( Open ))

George let out an idiotic snicker as he sprawled out atop the slytherin table. His assault on Hogwarts hadn't ceased even after he had graduated. The immature Weasley had written 'George Was Here' in big bright red and orange letters down the stretch of wood. Of course he hadn't done it himself, he had charmed the bottles of enchanted spray paint to do it themselves. The paint inside was enchanted, it would only get brighter when washed unless you used a very particular spell marked on the back of every can. George was beaming from ear to ear as he rolled onto his back, staring up at the enchanted ceiling. It was a brilliant sight to behold. He remembered gazing up at it his first year, almost forgetting to eat his meals. The ginger chuckled, smacking a freckled hand against his forehead. "Brilliant. Absolutley brilliant." His smile widened as he rolled back onto his stomach. It growled in protest, he hadn't eaten yet. George wondered what they kept in the large kitchen, though he didn't dare step foot in there. Last time he had tried to swipe a few pastries he was greeted with a very angry looking Mrs Norris. Merlin that cat was a quick one. He barely made it to the common room before Filch was on his trail. Those two certainly made a good pair. Fortunatley for him they hadn't returned to the school yet, which gave George all the prank pulling time in the world. The thought made him tingle with excitement, though he only wished Fred was here to share the glory. For some reason he hadn't been able to find the silly git. Was odd, they usually went everywhere together. He figured his best mate was just out on a date or something. George closed his eyes, resting his head atop his arms as he pulled them close to him. He doubted the fat lady would let him into the common room, so he decided taking a quick nap here before heading back to the shop wasn't such a bad idea.