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keepmeclose22 · 01-04-2015, 10:37 PM

SPOILER!!: mainly Gregoire

Austin was surprised when Ophelia shoved him away. She was a strong for someone so small. His stutter only lasted a few minutes before his rage took back over. "Ophie, this has gone beyond anything. He has now disrespected our Prefect. This is about something much more now. And I don't want you to get hurt." His words were spoken with a yelling tone, but there was sincerity behind them, and he hoped she could see that.

A smirk grew across Austin's face as the Slytherin couldn't speak. He wanted to high five the prefect. That's how you handle this! But there wasn't any time for celebration as Gregoire ran at the older Ravenclaw. If this was how the French boy handled his anger, than he was the unwise one. Which was fitting since he was in Slytherin. Ravenclaws were the wise, Slytherin were... well they were the snakes.

This ends here. Thought Austin.

The lanky 5'5'' Ravenclaw ran at the fourth year full force, hoping to at least knock him off course. He made contact, that was for sure, but what happened after that, was a blur to him. He wanted to punch the boy harder than anything. He wanted to make this boy pay for calling him dumb, and disrespecting the prefect. This boy knew nothing. It didn't matter that he was a fourth year. Austin knew more about life that this boy. He had spent the whole summer taking care of both his father's shop and his younger sister. He had one friend, and they saw each other once in the whole year. His whole summer full of anger at life was about to be taken out on this boy.

He balled up his fist and took a swing for the boy in the green robes, aiming for his cheek.

01-04-2015, 10:37 PM	#115 (permalink)
keepmeclose22 DMAC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 3,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Evangeline Whitlock Slytherin First Year	SPOILER!!: mainly Gregoire Quote: Originally Posted by natethegreat Gregoire was now extremely mad, first of all, he just got pushed back by a third year, then got called a flea by Ophie. Which now made the situation even worse. If he could he would throw Ophie away somewhere. Not to harm her. But to protect her. So that way she wouldn't have to witness what was about to happen. Directed towards Austin, the french snake screamed "You little ignorant kid! Don't you even dare talk to me about disrespect! If you were wise like a Ravenclaw was supposed to be you'd know-!" WHAT WAS THIS!? Gregoire's mouth was open but no sound came out! Glaring at the Prefect, Gabe, his rage was now directed towards him. Putting a hand on the smaller eagle that just showed up Clara, he gently pushed her out of his way. With hands clutched so hard that his nails dug into his skin and made them bleed, he glared at the Prefect. With his eyes he said 'You'll pay for that'. After the glare, the semi-muscular, 5'6" French fourth year charged at Gabe out of pure anger. His arm over his chest, head tucked down. Like a linebacker, he aimed to slam the other boy into the table. This should teach him a lesson...to never silence the snake. Once you made Gregoire mad, there was no telling could happen with this unpredictable kid. Let's just say, you'd never hear the end of this. Gregoire rarely makes enemies...but today...he just made one. Austin was surprised when Ophelia shoved him away. She was a strong for someone so small. His stutter only lasted a few minutes before his rage took back over. "Ophie, this has gone beyond anything. He has now disrespected our Prefect. This is about something much more now. And I don't want you to get hurt." His words were spoken with a yelling tone, but there was sincerity behind them, and he hoped she could see that. A smirk grew across Austin's face as the Slytherin couldn't speak. He wanted to high five the prefect. That's how you handle this! But there wasn't any time for celebration as Gregoire ran at the older Ravenclaw. If this was how the French boy handled his anger, than he was the unwise one. Which was fitting since he was in Slytherin. Ravenclaws were the wise, Slytherin were... well they were the snakes. This ends here. Thought Austin. The lanky 5'5'' Ravenclaw ran at the fourth year full force, hoping to at least knock him off course. He made contact, that was for sure, but what happened after that, was a blur to him. He wanted to punch the boy harder than anything. He wanted to make this boy pay for calling him dumb, and disrespecting the prefect. This boy knew nothing. It didn't matter that he was a fourth year. Austin knew more about life that this boy. He had spent the whole summer taking care of both his father's shop and his younger sister. He had one friend, and they saw each other once in the whole year. His whole summer full of anger at life was about to be taken out on this boy. He balled up his fist and took a swing for the boy in the green robes, aiming for his cheek.