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She was scowling, a very displeased and possibly hateful scowl. Beverly Wayne gave off a look as if touched, she'd either snap or burn the person on sight. Christmas was her least favorite time of the year. Not only was it evident on her face that she was utterly displeased at the Christmas tree closest to the Slytherin table, but on the crime scene next to her. On a tray lay about a dozen decapitated gingerbread men.
This year around though, the holiday wasn't the only thing she was unhappy about. It was at the letter she had received moments before, that was now balled up in her fist. Stupid muggles. Stupid women. Stupid dads who fell for muggle women. No--actually, her dad was not stupid. He never could be. Stupid Lucia Escalante. UGH!
Beverly wanted to punch her. So badly.
For now, she settled for breaking gingerbread men heads off. And plotting. Lots and lots of plotting. Maybe this holiday wouldn't go to waste after all.
Ugh. Was it that time again? Cutty wore a look that suggested if one were to sneeze in his general direction, it wouldn't be out of his way for him to transfigure the offending orifice into a pair of snapping fingers. How's that for involuntary reaction?!
It was all the Christmas what did it. Not his favourite holiday. Not by a long shot. He rather disliked it. And so it pleased him when he took a seat near one, Beverly Juniper Wayne and saw that she was single handedly beheading all of the gingerbread men at their table like a guillotine girl. Very nice! And she had on a scowl as she was doing it too. This was authentic. Maybe Walker said something that girls would find idiotic. Heh.
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Joost the head? I'm sure there are other parts that might be as equally deserving of severing?" He suggested, popping on of the severed gingerbread heads into his mouth and reaching for his beloved Pixie Puffs cereal.