Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight Daxton was annoyed, and that was putting it bluntly. They could not learn about the Killing Curse, but apparently everyone else could. He was twelve, and that was only two years younger than the younger fourth years, who apparently had the option of either snitch hunting or staying behind and learning about the curse, and what difference did two years make? He was not a baby, but being a first year, everyone seemed to treat him as such, as though he could not handle that sort of subject matter. This was just stupid.
The only positive to this situation was that they were now cordoned off from the rest of the class, and without adult supervision. No prefects either, assuming that the eager-to-please badged students would all be staying behind. That meant the perfect opportunity to have a little fun in lieu of learning the interesting stuff, and getting to use the pensieve. Perhaps, also, on the way back through the classroom, Daxton could quickly peer properly into it and see the memory, assuming the bowl would still be there.
For now, though, Daxton had something else in mind. Where was- thunk!
Snitches really did move very fast. Daxton had barely had time to register the sound of one approaching him, the gentle buzzing of its wings. There was no way he could have seen it; it smacked right into the back of his head.
He whirled, one hand going to the back of his head to look for the culprit. A snitch, obviously, impossible to discern from the others. Daxton kept his eyes on it as it doubled back to ready for another attack, and he pulled his notebook out of his pocket. This time when it approached, he drew back the notebook in the air with both hands, and gave the snitch and almighty WHACK! It careened off, smacked right into the wall, and Daxton grabbed it out of the air and shoved the still-struggling snitch into his pocket. It was almost satisfying.
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