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keepmeclose22 · 01-04-2015, 09:33 PM

SPOILER!!: the lot

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Originally Posted by natethegreat

Um...excuse me?

Did this third year (Austin) seriously just say this to him? Now he was mad! Even though Ophie tried to intervene, the small second year still couldn't stop the now raging fourth year. "Listen kid! I've been trying to help you two by making you guys realize you like each other!" Now he was practically screaming at the top of his lungs. "Now you go, and try to tell me, that my girl may be with someone else?! You don't do that! How dare you..."

Gregoire was now seriously infuriated. You can talk smack about him, but when you even dare bring up his girlfriend, you break a very thin line. With fiery, red hot eyes. Gregoire raised a fist, about to punch Austin square in the jaw.

What if...what if he's right? Gregoire thought to himself. What if my girl is with someone else? All because I made a silly mistake to fall in love with a girl who had to stay in Paris, when I had to go. Now I can't protect her from others. Unintentionally the wound up fist fell to his side. A single tear went down his face. This wasn't a tear of sadness, this was a tear of anger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something...a wand come out from the same boy that yelled at him before. The Prefect (Gabe) Out of instinct, Gregoire ripped out his wand, and with the same upward motion of it coming out he said "Protego!"

A dark smirk came across his face. "And you....trying to cast a spell! At me. You make me laugh." Gregoire laughed a bit evilly. "An eagle may be wise and observant, but they're not sneaky. An eagle is not sly. Those are all traits of the snake though." They just unleashed Gregoire's dark side. They have unleashed his inner Slytherin. A side that can be extremely dangerous. A side that you rarely want to see if your the one to unleash it. This side of Gregoire could hardly be controlled.

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Originally Posted by Govoni

Gabriel had been taking steps to stand with Coral Bay...because she was going to be better at this leadership business than he was...and he was having boy thoughts about her possibly being authoritative. They caused momentary anxiety and a DEEP flush, but he was able to shake it off...as someone was suddenly in his face, speaking.

That Gryffindor boy.......again.

And.......no....No. Gabe didn't do this...personal space invasion thing. So, as he leaned in closer, Gabe leaned away. He could hear him just fine, thank you...without smelling his germs.

"........This can't wait?" The Gryffindor was clearly talking about Kyroh Scabior, but Gabriel wasn't telling him that.

SPOILER!!: This!

..........Whatever response had been given, Gabe had missed...as he'd stood to join his Co-Prefect (but had, instead, been accosted)...but the Slytherin continuing to speak to the two Ravenclaws (keepmeclose22, carpediem) proved he had no intention of listening.

Sigh.

See, Gabriel wasn't confrontational or a bully. He was the furthest thing from a fighter as one could be...(which is why he had Gryffindor friends)...but the Slytherin picking on people right in front of him...and making them uncomfortable...Well, Gabe understood that. He'd had his fair share of being picked on, thank you very much. It didn't feel great and gave a complex...And now that he was paying more attention to the scene, the two Ravenclaws looked younger than the Slytherin. And they didn't look to be enjoying the latter's company....

...and then there were tears....

Gabe didn't really have a choice here, did he? Hands were tied...and angst. There was an astonishing amount of angst.

Pulling his wand sneakily (which wasn't at all sneaky because Gabe himself failed at it), he aimed for the snarky Snake boy, and muttered "Silencio." Gabriel did NOT want to walk to the Snake table to get this boy's Prefects....or his Head of House...but he would.

He even stared said Slytherin down...hoping to convey the message without words. You know, since he sometimes didn't do words that well...and this seemed like something better suited for NO STUTTERING.

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Originally Posted by carpediem

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.

Austin knew Ophie was right. He knew they should stop, and he would have. If it wasn't for the Snake about to punch him. Austin took a stance, ready to pounce. But a smile crossed his face as the boy dropped his fist. His words had sunk in, and it made him oddly happy. It wasn't a good happy, no. It was one that looked out of place on the third year's face.

"How dare I!?" Austin said loudly. "I don't even know you, and so far you have lied, tried to get in my personal life, and disrespected an elder!" He was referring to the prefect of course. Prefects were to be treated like elders, they were to be respected. That's what his mother had taught him. This snake obviously was never taught that. But he was taught to fight, apparently, which was something his mother also told him not to do.

But his mother wasn't here. Austin pushed the Snake, not caring who saw. Yea, he'd probably get in trouble, but what did that matter? This fourth year needed to be taught some manners. "Don't you know anything? Don't disrespect prefects. Or was respect not something they taught in France?"

With every word he spoke, the thought of Ophie was in the back of his mind. She would probably get in trouble for this, her sisters would never let her live this down. But he would defend her for as long as they were friends, and even longer than that. He would make sure she didn't get in trouble, and if she did, he would have to make it up to her. But that was a different problem for a different day. Right now, he had a Snake to worry about.

01-04-2015, 09:33 PM	#110 (permalink)
keepmeclose22 DMAC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 3,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Evangeline Whitlock Slytherin First Year	SPOILER!!: the lot Quote: Originally Posted by natethegreat Um...excuse me? Did this third year (Austin) seriously just say this to him? Now he was mad! Even though Ophie tried to intervene, the small second year still couldn't stop the now raging fourth year. "Listen kid! I've been trying to help you two by making you guys realize you like each other!" Now he was practically screaming at the top of his lungs. "Now you go, and try to tell me, that my girl may be with someone else?! You don't do that! How dare you..." Gregoire was now seriously infuriated. You can talk smack about him, but when you even dare bring up his girlfriend, you break a very thin line. With fiery, red hot eyes. Gregoire raised a fist, about to punch Austin square in the jaw. What if...what if he's right? Gregoire thought to himself. What if my girl is with someone else? All because I made a silly mistake to fall in love with a girl who had to stay in Paris, when I had to go. Now I can't protect her from others. Unintentionally the wound up fist fell to his side. A single tear went down his face. This wasn't a tear of sadness, this was a tear of anger. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something...a wand come out from the same boy that yelled at him before. The Prefect (Gabe) Out of instinct, Gregoire ripped out his wand, and with the same upward motion of it coming out he said "Protego!" A dark smirk came across his face. "And you....trying to cast a spell! At me. You make me laugh." Gregoire laughed a bit evilly. "An eagle may be wise and observant, but they're not sneaky. An eagle is not sly. Those are all traits of the snake though." They just unleashed Gregoire's dark side. They have unleashed his inner Slytherin. A side that can be extremely dangerous. A side that you rarely want to see if your the one to unleash it. This side of Gregoire could hardly be controlled. Quote: Originally Posted by Govoni Gabriel had been taking steps to stand with Coral Bay...because she was going to be better at this leadership business than he was...and he was having boy thoughts about her possibly being authoritative. They caused momentary anxiety and a DEEP flush, but he was able to shake it off...as someone was suddenly in his face, speaking. That Gryffindor boy.......again. And.......no....No. Gabe didn't do this...personal space invasion thing. So, as he leaned in closer, Gabe leaned away. He could hear him just fine, thank you...without smelling his germs. "........This can't wait?" The Gryffindor was clearly talking about Kyroh Scabior, but Gabriel wasn't telling him that. SPOILER!!: This! ..........Whatever response had been given, Gabe had missed...as he'd stood to join his Co-Prefect (but had, instead, been accosted)...but the Slytherin continuing to speak to the two Ravenclaws (keepmeclose22, carpediem) proved he had no intention of listening. Sigh. See, Gabriel wasn't confrontational or a bully. He was the furthest thing from a fighter as one could be...(which is why he had Gryffindor friends)...but the Slytherin picking on people right in front of him...and making them uncomfortable...Well, Gabe understood that. He'd had his fair share of being picked on, thank you very much. It didn't feel great and gave a complex...And now that he was paying more attention to the scene, the two Ravenclaws looked younger than the Slytherin. And they didn't look to be enjoying the latter's company.... ...and then there were tears.... Gabe didn't really have a choice here, did he? Hands were tied...and angst. There was an astonishing amount of angst. Pulling his wand sneakily (which wasn't at all sneaky because Gabe himself failed at it), he aimed for the snarky Snake boy, and muttered "Silencio." Gabriel did NOT want to walk to the Snake table to get this boy's Prefects....or his Head of House...but he would. He even stared said Slytherin down...hoping to convey the message without words. You know, since he sometimes didn't do words that well...and this seemed like something better suited for NO STUTTERING. Quote: Originally Posted by carpediem 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. Austin knew Ophie was right. He knew they should stop, and he would have. If it wasn't for the Snake about to punch him. Austin took a stance, ready to pounce. But a smile crossed his face as the boy dropped his fist. His words had sunk in, and it made him oddly happy. It wasn't a good happy, no. It was one that looked out of place on the third year's face. "How dare I!?" Austin said loudly. "I don't even know you, and so far you have lied, tried to get in my personal life, and disrespected an elder!" He was referring to the prefect of course. Prefects were to be treated like elders, they were to be respected. That's what his mother had taught him. This snake obviously was never taught that. But he was taught to fight, apparently, which was something his mother also told him not to do. But his mother wasn't here. Austin pushed the Snake, not caring who saw. Yea, he'd probably get in trouble, but what did that matter? This fourth year needed to be taught some manners. "Don't you know anything? Don't disrespect prefects. Or was respect not something they taught in France?" With every word he spoke, the thought of Ophie was in the back of his mind. She would probably get in trouble for this, her sisters would never let her live this down. But he would defend her for as long as they were friends, and even longer than that. He would make sure she didn't get in trouble, and if she did, he would have to make it up to her. But that was a different problem for a different day. Right now, he had a Snake to worry about.