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Davvy_Wavvy · 09-06-2014, 10:52 PM

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Originally Posted by The1HBIC

Did this woman seriously think her little wave of the hand was going to get Healer MURDOCH to leave? The woman was nuttier than a bag of peanuts if she thought that. "I can excuse myself you say? Need I remind you that I am the Head of House for Slytherin, you on the other hand are just a professor. If anyone needs to be excused from this table I would say it is you. Although there really is no excuse for you. As for me undermining you, call it what you want, but I will not stand by and watch you humiliate any of my students." Yes, she said HER students. Any student that was in Slytherin house was considered one of her own. She didn't care how good, bad, or indifferent they were, she would not tolerate anyone belittling them, especially when that other person was a professor. "Now play like a good little professor and go back to the staff table where you belong." That's right. Her services were not needed down here.

Turning back to Ruby she noticed the girl was still standing. "It's alright, you can sit down and eat your dinner." Just know, the healer would be watching you and there will be consequences if the girl caused any more disruptions at the table.

As for the lion girl. "That pillow is not very becoming of you Miss Kettleburn," She said as she pointed her wand at the girl's head and made the pillow disappear. "Now I suggest you take a seat there with your friend and have some dinner, or you go back to your own house table." Either way, there better not be any more trouble or one Cecelia Murdoch would deal with them, in her office, not in front of the whole student body.

"Look at me and all the pumpkin pies I give." Did she look like she wanted to argue? Was she twelve? Run along like a good little professor? What the hell? Sophia rest her hand on her throne thing to prop her chin on her palm.

Bored. She was bored and really tired and over the woman who thought for whatever reason that being a head of house made her boss or lord of the manor. It did not and she did not matter. Any qualified professor could patch someone up. What good was healer tilstorm anyways? They didn't even have quidditch. She was a spare, not a necessity.

"I would hope a professor from any house would be able to speak to a student from any house because it takes a village to raise a child." She eyed Miss Banner..."And in this case, a school." Stupid irrelevant woman. Why was she down here again? Clearly Bellaire wanted to be away from that bunch.

She turned to Ruby."Are you humiliated Miss Banner?" Clearly the child was not. Cece needed to shut up and learn that whole, mind your own business thing."Miss Kettleburn, keep the cushion."Her hands moved from her chin finally and she strightened to glare at the thing, that called itself a healer. "I will punish, I will deduct points, I will groom as I please, once the students aren't injured, and unless your name changes to Mrs. Trubridge there is not a bloody thing you can do. Now once again...healer...move."

09-06-2014, 10:52 PM	#82 (permalink)
Davvy_Wavvy DMLE & MO Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Jamaica Posts: 13,701 Hogwarts RPG Name: Belle Bellaire-Moore Fifth Year x1 x3	Cece Ruby and Zahra Frangelina \|\| twitter addict \|\| Music of the Sun \|\| The Fresh Princess of Bellaire Quote: Originally Posted by The1HBIC Did this woman seriously think her little wave of the hand was going to get Healer MURDOCH to leave? The woman was nuttier than a bag of peanuts if she thought that. "I can excuse myself you say? Need I remind you that I am the Head of House for Slytherin, you on the other hand are just a professor. If anyone needs to be excused from this table I would say it is you. Although there really is no excuse for you. As for me undermining you, call it what you want, but I will not stand by and watch you humiliate any of my students." Yes, she said HER students. Any student that was in Slytherin house was considered one of her own. She didn't care how good, bad, or indifferent they were, she would not tolerate anyone belittling them, especially when that other person was a professor. "Now play like a good little professor and go back to the staff table where you belong." That's right. Her services were not needed down here. Turning back to Ruby she noticed the girl was still standing. "It's alright, you can sit down and eat your dinner." Just know, the healer would be watching you and there will be consequences if the girl caused any more disruptions at the table. As for the lion girl. "That pillow is not very becoming of you Miss Kettleburn," She said as she pointed her wand at the girl's head and made the pillow disappear. "Now I suggest you take a seat there with your friend and have some dinner, or you go back to your own house table." Either way, there better not be any more trouble or one Cecelia Murdoch would deal with them, in her office, not in front of the whole student body. "Look at me and all the pumpkin pies I give." Did she look like she wanted to argue? Was she twelve? Run along like a good little professor? What the hell? Sophia rest her hand on her throne thing to prop her chin on her palm. Bored. She was bored and really tired and over the woman who thought for whatever reason that being a head of house made her boss or lord of the manor. It did not and she did not matter. Any qualified professor could patch someone up. What good was healer tilstorm anyways? They didn't even have quidditch. She was a spare, not a necessity. "I would hope a professor from any house would be able to speak to a student from any house because it takes a village to raise a child." She eyed Miss Banner..."And in this case, a school." Stupid irrelevant woman. Why was she down here again? Clearly Bellaire wanted to be away from that bunch. She turned to Ruby."Are you humiliated Miss Banner?" Clearly the child was not. Cece needed to shut up and learn that whole, mind your own business thing."Miss Kettleburn, keep the cushion."Her hands moved from her chin finally and she strightened to glare at the thing, that called itself a healer. "I will punish, I will deduct points, I will groom as I please, once the students aren't injured, and unless your name changes to Mrs. Trubridge there is not a bloody thing you can do. Now once again...healer...move." __________________ ...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack... Last edited by Davvy_Wavvy; 09-06-2014 at 11:05 PM.