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SPOILER!!: Daxton Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir  Daxton was quickly growing impatient, stood there with a hand outstretched to an invisible person, looking like a total idiot, probably. He gave a huff, just as the boy on the ground became visible again. The Head Boy, Daxton quickly discovered, which was... interesting. One would have thought that the designated head prefect would have had a smarter plan for hiding than the one he had opted for.
Of course, there was not much time to continue on this line of thinking, because not a moment later, he had grabbed Daxton's hand.
Daxton froze, his eyes going wide as he stared at their hands, unable to do much else. It felt as though a thousand volts were going through his hand, like it was burning, and after a split second Daxton wrenched it away again.
Once the panic had passed, anger quickly took over. When the sash was dangled in front of him, Daxton snatched it from the older boy and promptly responded with an almighty shove (not unlike the time when Char had grabbed his hand when they had first met, causing Daxton to send her right into the fountain), maybe even giving the Head Boy an accidental zap with his wand at the same time. He did not hang around to exchange pleasantries (or not-so-pleasantries), but turned on his heel, shoving the second sash down his shirt with the first as he went.
Moments later, Daxton had scaled his way back to the top of his wall in the ruins, turned, and fixed the Head Boy with an unmistakeable glare. By his side, Daxton flexed and shook the hand that had been grabbed, trying to shake off the pseudo-pain that lingered. He had not even been hiding, and yet someone had still managed to inflict physical contact on him. This entire game was stupid.
Daxton took both sashes out from his shirt and bunched them up in his hand. In his other hand, he gripped his pine wand tightly. Nobody else was getting near him. Nobody. So uh, he had managed to get on his feet for a good few seconds before he was pushed back onto the ground again. And not that Zander wasn't strong or anything because he was working out, okay?!?!!!!?, but for such a small firstie, Daxton really had some power behind that push. Not to mention, Zander wasn't completely stable yet and everything. So he had fallen. Again. But this time, it was the result of a very angry shove.
And all Zander could do is wince (again) "Oi!" and let his mouth hang slightly ajar in shock. "What the heck was that for!??!?" He looked up with his brows furrowed, but the kid was already gone. And Zander was sitting on his bum in the middle of the game field. Definitely scratched up. Possibly with a bleeding chin (he wasn't quite sure yet). And also, now his bum REALLY hurt. Ugh. Maybe he did prefer the broom closet.
That kid was absolutely mental. Zander still wasn't sure what he did that merited the shove???? So he returned Daxton's pointed glare with a look of absolute "WHAT THE HECK, SERIOUSLY???".
Merlin.
This badge sure earned him a lot of enemies. Clearly the badges fault, 'cause Zander had hardly even said anything to the kid. Merlin.
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