Stepping inside the dungeon room, Kevin made his way over to the wall and casually leaned against it with folded arms. He turned to look at the Headmistress but didn't say anything, yet.

The Hooligan Hole was a place to learn manners right? This was going to be interesing. Let's see if this woman could do where others had failed. "Well?" he asked, mimicking her tone of voice from earlier.

Still rolling her eyes from back at the dungeon entrance, Anastasia followed Kevin to his assigned detention room. "Well," she repeated him repeating her, ominously locking the door with multiple enchantments and clicks and clangs, "it's high time you learned how to behave like a proper Hogwartian, Mr. Hirase. There is a time and a place to use magic on someone, and IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS is not one of those times."

She cleared her throat and summoned up two desks for the center of the room, one for Kevin and one for herself. The Headmistress took a seat in the clean and pristine desk and gestured for Kevin to take the other one... which happened to have quite a few snotty bogies and peeling paint on it. But no matter, it was his desk.

"Let's do a little roleplaying, shall we, Kevin? To see where you manners are currently lacking? Let's start with a PROPER arrival to class. Show me what you usually do."

The first sound of the lock didn't do anything to him, he knew that you were basically locked up during detention. But when the clicks multiplied he did show a sign of nervousness on his face. He glanced at the door and then back to the Headmistress as she summoned two desks to the center of the room. Of course the dirty one was for him, of course.

He sat down , making a face of disgust as he did so and looked up at the woman and what she said about time and place to use magic on someone made him angry. Oh so one of her employees CAN attack me but he can't use magic on a staff member? Thats stupid. He glared at her as his face turned slightly red from trying to control himself not to burst out and shout at her. He knew he had nothing to defend himself with and the door was locked. Besides, he might be hotheaded but he wasn't stupid. Bentley even prided him with house points for using his mind to get rid of Peeves once. But that was Bentley, the only staff member who he liked.

Roleplaying? UUUUUUGH. Kevin had enough of that stupid roleplaying. He was actually glad to be out of History of Magic so that he didn't have to do that but now he still had to?! The boy groaned but after a while he stood up and walked to the other end of the room. Then he turned around , walked back to the desk and sat down WITHOUT a word.

She wanted to know how he usually entered the room right? Well, this was how. He ignored the Professors as he entered though Culloden got a special glare from him. 'Cause he was just so special~ But except for Bentley, no one else got an hello.

This boy's facial expressions... honestly, Glendower should pursue her drama club idea and rope this one in. Everything he was possibly thinking was displayed on his little Lion face. N'awww. So grumpy. It was quite difficult for the Headmistress not to laugh.

But, she was here to be a model of perfect manners so that he could learn them. So instead of saying anything, the Headmistress maintained her perfect posture and peaceful expression, and merely watched as Kevin "entered the room."

When he appeared to be finished, thrown in his desk as he were, she made a soft tsking sound of disapproval. "Now now, Kevin, you aren't going to make any friends with that," she gestured toward his entire being, "attitude. Let's try again, shall we? I want you to enter the room as though you are looking forward to whatever I have to teach you. A simple acknowledgment of my presence would also be polite in this situation."

So go ahead, boy, have a second chance.

Kevin looked away from the Headmistress and stared at the wall as he rolled his eyes. “Who says I want to make friends?” he asked as he looked back at her. “Everyone is stupid anyways” There were exceptions of course . Like Zander and Noel. But even with them he was rude and threatening. It was just in his nature.

Again?! Kevin groaned , he didn’t want to do this stupid roleplaying.“I don’t care what you have to *teach*” he quoted the last word with his fingers and then placed his hands on the desk. Huge mistake. He felt something wet and he made another face of disgust, luckily he had a strong stomach but still…. Ewww.

The second year looked from the locked door to the woman and frowned. “You really think that this roleplaying is going to change me?" he asked with an amused chuckle. Wow, and I thought a Headmistress was supposed to be smart” he laughed mockingly. But okay, if that meant he was out of this locked room faster that way, he would play along with her.

The boy walked away again before turning back around. He walked back to the two desks and sat down. This time giving a small nod at her. He still didn’t look like he was *looking forward* to anything. ………Except for leaving this place.

Of course, she had been expecting that reaction. There was something to be said of how predictable Gryffindors were. So the Headmistress let Kevin talk, with his little 'comebacks' he thought were so clever. She even maintained her firm smile during his little spiel, as each word he said appeared carved into the desk in front of him in creepily crimson.... ink.

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“Who says I want to make friends?”

“Everyone is stupid anyways”

“I don’t care what you have to *teach*”

“You really think that this roleplaying is going to change me?"

"Wow, and I thought a Headmistress was supposed to be smart”

"Do it again," she ordered the instant his butt touched the desk. "I didn't HEAR YOU treat me with the respect I have earned in my place at this school. All I heard were insults you use to compensate for something you must be lacking in your life."

It was only after he had spoken the last word that he heard some kind of scratching noise. The Gryffindor looked around to find the source and realised that it came from his desk.

Seeing the words written down made him nervous but not so much as the color it was written in. "W-what are you doing?" stupid stutter.

The words on the desk creeped him out so much that this time he didn't mind doing the little attitude roleplay again. At least that meant he didn't have to look at it. He walked away but stopped halfway when he heard her words.

"Nothing is lacking in my life!" he said as he made fists of his hands and squeezed them. "i just...i don't. ." he let out a shaky breath and after making sure that he had his emotions under control he turned around.

He marched back to his desk and sat down. "Good day, Prof-es-SOR!" He might have shouted that last part. ...okay he did.

What was SHE doing? The Headmistress' slow, evil smile was not the kind of response Kevin was probably wanting. "I think the question is... what are YOU doing, Kevin? What are the consequences of YOUR actions?"

Again, more of his speech appeared carved into the desk.

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"W-what are you doing?"

"Nothing is lacking in my life!"

"i just...i don't. ."

Except, of course, his greeting did not appear on the desk. It was decent enough to elicit a nod of approval from the Headmistress, and even a polite smile.

"Good day, Kevin. How are you doing?" See, when you gave good manners you received good manners in return.

What was THAT supposed to mean?!

The boy tried to keep his glare directed at the woman but unconciously lowered it nervously when she "smiled". No matter how tough of an act Kevin had up , the Headmistress WAS kind of intimidating. While he looked down, the Gryffindor noticed that the writing had appeared on the desk again in the creepy crimson color but he didn't see the "polite" words.

He frowned and thought. And after a few moments he thought he knew what was going on. The writing only appeared when he was rude, maybe she was trying to show him what kind of words came out of his mouth? Ah he wanted to know! Kevin looked up again and frustratingly ran both of his hands through his hair and messed it up. The reason why he did that was because he KNEW how he would get information on why and how the woman was writing that. Be polite. ARGH so frustrating! Totally not his style!

When she greeted him, Kevin took a deep breath and decided to play along. "I'm" ....HOW'D YOU THINK I'M DOING? GETTING LOCKED UP WASN'T REALLY PART OF MY PLAN TODAY YOU KNOW?! "okay" It had to be visible on his facial expressions that he had difficulty staying polite.

Instead of asking how she was, because he honestly wasn't interested, he immediately jumped to the more important question. "can i ask a question, prof..." aargh he hated this! "Profe...ssor?"

He was gonna be sick!

And look at that, the words seemed to be working. Kevin actually seemed to be thinking, as frustrating a task that appeared to be for the Gryffindor. Heheheheheheee.

The Headmistress kept her cool thoughts to herself. "Just okay? Well, I'm glad you are O.K." she replied to him instead, nice and calm and polite. See, Kevin, you COULD be polite to people you don't even like. Bunz was being polite AND nice, probably, to him! What a perfect example she was.

She cleared her throat slightly as he asked a question. "Okay, you may ask me a question." Since he had used his manners --- and his words --- to ask. She did glance down at his watch, though, as though signalling to the boy that she didn't have all day for him to ask.

Once her class was over and the last of the students had left her room, Nessa took a few minutes to clean up, soon remembering there was something else she really should do. In all the excitement and fun of the lesson, she had quite forgotten the negativity earlier in the day. And, as thankful as she was to the Headmistress for taking care of things so she could attend to her class, she did feel that she should probably check on things. Not that she had any reservations about what the woman might do, just that she felt a smidge responsible for seeing how things were going as she had assigned the punishment.

Her heels click-clacking through the dungeons, they grew louder as she approached the detention area, somehow magnified by a weird echo. She laughed softly to herself at the almost melodic way they tapped along the floor. It didn't take her long to find where they were located, but it DID take her a while to magically undo the enchanted locks so she could make her way in. "How's it goiiing?" she sang out, beaming at the dungeon's occupants. Was Kevin learning a lesson here today? She certainly hoped so. Turning, she waved her wand to reset the magical locks and enchantments on the door.

"The writing" he said as he pointed at the desk. "How'd you do that?" he folded his arms as he leaned against the desk but then remembered that the only way out of detention was by being polite. He sighed heavily as he added a "Professor....Headmistress....whatever.."

Kevin turned his gaze away from the Headmistress and looked at the door as he heard the click-clack of high heels echoing through the dungeons. Then he heard that the locks on the door were being messed with, the click-clack person probably wanted to get in but it wasn't going too smoothly. The boy bit his lower lip as he tried not to laugh at the image of whoever was on the other side trying to unlock the spells and locks on the door.

When the door opened and the History of Magic Professor appeared , the boy had his cocky grin back. "Wow that took you long enough, don't you even know HOW to open locks?" he tsked and laughed and then he remembered the Headmistress was in the room as well.

He rolled his eyes. "Just joking, okay! i can joke right?" he asked.

These dungeons were so deep and dark and quiet... that Annie had had no idea how much time had passed, or whether or not Nessa was even still coming to the detention! But when she heard the locks begin to undo themselves, she smiled inwardly.

Kevin's question increased her smile, but not for long. "It's magic, Mr. Hirase. I would explain the intricacies of the spell to you IF I did not still have reservations about just how you use your magic."

She paused to give Professor Glendower a smile and a nod, as she was EVER the perfect example of grace and good manners. "I hope your lesson went well, Professor." The Headmistress paused with raised eyebrows and an open mouth when Kevin interjected his joke, then sighed as she shook her head at him with great and obvious disapproval and disdain.

"Mr. Hirase," she again looked at her watch, "were I not eager to attend the feast, I would keep you locked in this detention cell all night. However, being that the term does need to get on and we need to get going... I will let you out of detention on a few conditions. You will sit next to ME at the feast, not with your friends, not conversing with ANYONE unless they speak to you first, and you WILL demonstrate the perfect manners we have practiced in here. Otherwise, when next year starts, you will be reporting to THESE dungeons EVERY NIGHT until you have learned how to behave. Or perhaps you will not report to Hogwarts AT ALL next term."

She stood up from her desk and looked down on the boy without so much as a trace of humour or grace now. "Is that clear?"