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MadMadamMalfoy · 07-14-2017, 08:37 AM

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Originally Posted by Erindipity

Well... she couldn't say she wasnt relieved by being knocked out of the competition. Because she was. That wasn't where her anger came from. It was still bubbling up every time she replayed the scene from earlier. Having some food on her stomach didn't seem to be making much difference, either. It just kind of gave her more fuel for anger.

If she was a REAL hot head she'd start blasting holes in the walls as she went, but the girl still had the wand gripped in her hand. The occasional spark flew from the tip, but nothing serious. Not to her anyway. The blonde was a solid ball of rage at the moment and nothing seemed to be quelling that.

Gaston just wanted to be alone right now! Suffice it to say, he would not be attending dinner in the Great Hall tonight. If he got hungry later, he could always just have a house elf bring food to his office. He couldn't face the students, not after that... well that, and he was liable to go off if he had to be around Hawthorne right now. How could she - how could anyone allow that?!

The images of the challenge still replayed in his mind... students crying,
innocent people freezing in cages... He shook his head, but it did nothing to clear his thoughts. He rushed through the corridors as quickly as he could,
hoping he could get back to his office before anyone saw him. He rounded a corner, stopping short of crashing into someone. His heart dropped when he saw who it was. "Dora..."

A part of him wanted to turn back in the direction he came as fast a he could,
but he willed himself to stay. He would have to face her wrath sooner or later... not that he blamed her. She had every right to be angry - they all did! He sighed, bracing for the barrage of harsh words that was sure to come.

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