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Fira · 05-14-2014, 09:08 PM

SPOILER!!: the commotion and prof

Quote:

Originally Posted by JennMarie

WHAT THE DUMBLEDORE WAS HAPPENING!? The Gryffindor snapped his head around when he heard Beverly's voice rise at someone. "what." he kept his voice down cause glass but his eyes glared at the snake fang that was touching her and then at the boy.. Who the heck did he think he was!? he needed to mind his own and knock it off!!!
He was also BLAMING JEREMIAH!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He didn't do anything! he would never do that to Beverly. "Lying is ugly you know." and girls didn't like ugly so he should stop. He also knocked the snake fang out and away from Beverly's hair. Don't touch her hair!!

Quote:

Originally Posted by JustAlice

SPOILER!!: the commotion...

EXCUSE ME?! Derry took a breath and glanced at the professor to make sure he wasn't near. "Look, kid. As much as I appreciate how pretty you seem to think I am, you're being a right git." Polite. Polite polite polite. "As for my nose, I'll stick it other people's business if they're doing stuff to my friends. And maybe I'll break a few others on the way." That's right. That there was a thinly veiled threat... yet veiled enough not to be against the rules, right?

... What the hell was he rambling on about. "Oh shut yer face you eejit." ... Angry scot was happening... uh oh. "I cannae believe yer gonnae lie through yer teeth like that." It wasn't even good lying. "Yer lies aren't even enough te be convincing, yer giving Slytherin a bad name." Yep. When Slytherins lied, they lied with style. True Slytherins anyway. "Just leave her alone, or you'll regret it. And that ain't a threat." Before he got the wrong idea. "Because it's her who'll kick yer backside, not me." Right? She shot a glance at Bev... Go with it...

Quote:

Originally Posted by Deezerz

"The weird dude next to me happens to be my best friend." Stupid head. "And he's not weird," she defended immediately. This guy DID have a death wish. And his story, a LOAD of dragon dung. She doubted Jeremiah even knew Derry. The idea was so barbaric it angered Beverly more. Unfortunately, she couldn't afford losing her cool during a lesson.

She composed herself, narrowing her eyes at the guy. "If you're going to tell a story at least have your facts straight." She'd been talking to Jeremiah, where his hands had been visible. Stupid, stupid head! "You need to come and pick up that fang." She sure as hell wasn't. Nor was Jeremiah and Derry.

Glancing from her best friend, to Derry and lastly to the guy, she smirked a bit, then wiped it off, putting up a distressed face. For good measures she raised her hand. There was no way she was getting into trouble because of Stupid Head.

"Professor." Help. GET HIM.

Quote:

Originally Posted by StarShine

Cosgrach listened to her closely, and also saw the blood on her hair. His nostrils flared and he had a hard time containing his anger, but he managed to breathe out "D'you have - something - to say?" Like, say the Professor was dreaming. Please. He didn't want to make a scene, not now.

Gareth eyed the weird guy who spoke in his own defense. In a way the Slytherin considered quite pathetic. Lying was ugly. "Good thing you say that." Gareth uttered calmly "But also it's odd you would lie at the same time."

And the big nose, ginger older girl was attacking him again. Hopefully it was just her words this time. Words which Gareth did not really listen to properly. Blah...blah...blah. Blah...blah with this accent she had. And more blah...blah. "Sorry, i didn't realise that you were the authority to decide what makes someone a good Slytherin." Sarcasm was good. He simply rolled his eyes and turned back to this girl, Beverly and ignored everything she said except the part she told him to pick the fang.

"Meh..." Gareth shrugged "Not gonna happen." But...she was up to something calling the professor and wearing that expression. Eh...the girl was going at it. She wanted to play? So be it. The old man professor was approaching and whooops...he looked angry. And as long as he had asked about the commotion, Gareth wondered why on earth the man just seemed to direct his question to this girl, Bev Mev started to pour it all out.

He didn't look at any of them and instead made it look like he was trying hard to look anywhere but those three people. Angry old man....spoke to him, right? That question was for him. "Sir..." he began "They are trying to pick on me because i am new and i have no friends. It's always been like that since the first day i came into this school. Everyone is doing that in almost every class. They harass me and when i say i would tell a professor, they make up something to get me in trouble. Why do big friend groups hate new students? Cannot they just leave me alone?" Dramatic expression and tone and all. "I cannot even make friends because of them. I am sick of it"

*big huge sigh*

05-14-2014, 09:08 PM	#320 (permalink)
Fira Doxy Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: GMT+3 Posts: 6,021 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hunter Carter First Year x5 x4	9 3/4 ticket holder / The SS Mentalist / Sherlock / The Master Of Everything / Josh + <3 = Ev SPOILER!!: the commotion and prof Quote: Originally Posted by JennMarie WHAT THE DUMBLEDORE WAS HAPPENING!? The Gryffindor snapped his head around when he heard Beverly's voice rise at someone. "what." he kept his voice down cause glass but his eyes glared at the snake fang that was touching her and then at the boy.. Who the heck did he think he was!? he needed to mind his own and knock it off!!! He was also BLAMING JEREMIAH!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He didn't do anything! he would never do that to Beverly. "Lying is ugly you know." and girls didn't like ugly so he should stop. He also knocked the snake fang out and away from Beverly's hair. Don't touch her hair!! Quote: Originally Posted by JustAlice SPOILER!!: the commotion... EXCUSE ME?! Derry took a breath and glanced at the professor to make sure he wasn't near. "Look, kid. As much as I appreciate how pretty you seem to think I am, you're being a right git." Polite. Polite polite polite. "As for my nose, I'll stick it other people's business if they're doing stuff to my friends. And maybe I'll break a few others on the way." That's right. That there was a thinly veiled threat... yet veiled enough not to be against the rules, right? ... What the hell was he rambling on about. "Oh shut yer face you eejit." ... Angry scot was happening... uh oh. "I cannae believe yer gonnae lie through yer teeth like that." It wasn't even good lying. "Yer lies aren't even enough te be convincing, yer giving Slytherin a bad name." Yep. When Slytherins lied, they lied with style. True Slytherins anyway. "Just leave her alone, or you'll regret it. And that ain't a threat." Before he got the wrong idea. "Because it's her who'll kick yer backside, not me." Right? She shot a glance at Bev... Go with it... Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz "The weird dude next to me happens to be my best friend." Stupid head. "And he's not weird," she defended immediately. This guy DID have a death wish. And his story, a LOAD of dragon dung. She doubted Jeremiah even knew Derry. The idea was so barbaric it angered Beverly more. Unfortunately, she couldn't afford losing her cool during a lesson. She composed herself, narrowing her eyes at the guy. "If you're going to tell a story at least have your facts straight." She'd been talking to Jeremiah, where his hands had been visible. Stupid, stupid head! "You need to come and pick up that fang." She sure as hell wasn't. Nor was Jeremiah and Derry. Glancing from her best friend, to Derry and lastly to the guy, she smirked a bit, then wiped it off, putting up a distressed face. For good measures she raised her hand. There was no way she was getting into trouble because of Stupid Head. "Professor." Help. GET HIM. Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Cosgrach listened to her closely, and also saw the blood on her hair. His nostrils flared and he had a hard time containing his anger, but he managed to breathe out "D'you have - something - to say?" Like, say the Professor was dreaming. Please. He didn't want to make a scene, not now. Gareth eyed the weird guy who spoke in his own defense. In a way the Slytherin considered quite pathetic. Lying was ugly. "Good thing you say that." Gareth uttered calmly "But also it's odd you would lie at the same time." And the big nose, ginger older girl was attacking him again. Hopefully it was just her words this time. Words which Gareth did not really listen to properly. Blah...blah...blah. Blah...blah with this accent she had. And more blah...blah. "Sorry, i didn't realise that you were the authority to decide what makes someone a good Slytherin." Sarcasm was good. He simply rolled his eyes and turned back to this girl, Beverly and ignored everything she said except the part she told him to pick the fang. "Meh..." Gareth shrugged "Not gonna happen." But...she was up to something calling the professor and wearing that expression. Eh...the girl was going at it. She wanted to play? So be it. The old man professor was approaching and whooops...he looked angry. And as long as he had asked about the commotion, Gareth wondered why on earth the man just seemed to direct his question to this girl, Bev Mev started to pour it all out. He didn't look at any of them and instead made it look like he was trying hard to look anywhere but those three people. Angry old man....spoke to him, right? That question was for him. "Sir..." he began "They are trying to pick on me because i am new and i have no friends. It's always been like that since the first day i came into this school. Everyone is doing that in almost every class. They harass me and when i say i would tell a professor, they make up something to get me in trouble. Why do big friend groups hate new students? Cannot they just leave me alone?" Dramatic expression and tone and all. "I cannot even make friends because of them. I am sick of it" big huge sigh __________________ Auror • YATIL_.________The clever combatant imposes his will on the enemy... ...but does not allow the enemy's will to be imposed on him.