SPOILER!!: This!
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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.
Gabriel blinked at the Slytherin, so sure he'd been covert about performing the spell...
.....but the one good thing about the situation was that...Gabe forgot to be nervous when the teasing turned in his direction. He'd been picked on so many times...and by people who were much better at it. So, he knew how to better deal with that sort of thing....which still wasn't that well, truth be told...but was much better than what these two younger Claws were doing. He didn't cry or scream. So, that was something?
Steeling himself, he took some deep breaths to make absolutely sure his voice didn't crack, waver. AND he was MUCH more careful this go around about making absolutely sure the Slytherin did not see the motion.
"Silencio."
He meant it.
Stop talking.