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Austin listened to the boy, but nothing he said stuck. What was this boy talking about? Ophelia just told them both that Austin was only a brother. Was this snake deaf as well as annoying? The third year was so confused as to how he could like his dad, if this is what he used to act like. He made a mental note to send an owl to his father.
"You're a fourth year," Austin spat harshly. "What do you know about love? Plus, your girl is hundreds of miles away! How do you know that she's not with another person? Huh? By the time you get one of her owls, she could have found someone better!" This wasn't like him, honest. Everything that had been built up over the summer was starting to pour out. He was angry. Angry at the world, and angry at this Snake. And even if the Snake was in love, there was no way to tell for sure if the same thing was going on here.
Austin's anger grew as the boy poked him. But at the mention of Ophelia, Austin turned to look at her. This wasn't a 'over the shoulder' kind of look. No. This was a 'I'm done talking to you because if you don't stop now, our house is gong to lose some house points' kind of turn. He looked at Ophelia, unsure of what to do next. He wasn't going to ask her out, that was definitely out of the question. She didn't want to be his girlfriend, and that was that. So he just awkwardly stood there staring at The Blonde second year.
She looked awful. But at the same time she didn't. She looked like she wanted to hide and cry, that was for sure. Her crying was the last thing he had wanted. All he wanted to do was to catch up. Maybe get one of her famous hugs that would make everything seem better. But no. Instead Austin Alexander Moore was standing in front of a second year Ravenclaw, who looked as equally as hurt as he felt. She tried smiling and twirling her hair, but Austin knew better than to accept that. Her smile wasn't genuine. It was a cover up. And he knew he had caused her pain, which didn't make anything better. He was the reason she was about to burst into tears in the middle of the Start of Term Feast, and he didn't know why. He just knew it was his fault.
Broken hearted, Austin just stood there, wanting to envelope Ophie in a hug and punch the Snake at the same time.
Her fake smile turned to real shock as the twelve year old looked back and forth from the third year to the fourth year. Never mind that the latter was currently looking her up and down as if he was attempting to assess her mood. That's what older brothers did, right? Try and make their younger sisters feel better? Make sure they were okay? See? He was always like her older brother. She just had a weird puppy crush on him that needed to stop. NOW. Before anyone got hurt. Well, more hurt.
By the way, who was this Austin? The old Austin never would've yelled these hurtful things at Gregroire, much less in public. Then again, she never seen him angry before, but still. Ophelia was the emotional one and he was the intelligent one. Wasn't that how things always were? This Austin was confusing and upset and she wanted to hug him and couldn't because she was afraid it wouldn't help her be a good little sister to him. Now his hurt was anger and these two looked like they were going to fight and everything was spiraling out of control. Couldn't it be like last year when Austin was happy and they were good friends and no one fought?
"Guys!" She looked back and forth again, the tears threatening to break free at any moment. Steeling herself against them, the small girl made her grey-blue eyes look steely and tried to give them each hard looks. This was less than okay! And somehow, this five foot tall kid with curly blonde hair was going to stop the two taller men from fighting. Somehow. "Stop!" Again, the tears were all prickly, and she tried not to scrunch her eyes much for fear that they would start to fall and make her look weak. She was many things, but the Ravenclaw didn't want weak to be one of them.