11-02-2018, 01:54 AM
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Puffskein
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Originally Posted by Kolyander Rylee let out a slow breath upon hearing Ainsworth deduct twenty house points from Slytherin. That wasn't to bad in her eyes, it could have been far worse for Nathan. Casting a sideways glance at her older Slytherin friend she nodded her head ever so slightly to suggest that they just get this done and over with. It wasn't at all worth an argument of any sort.
Turning her attention fully onto the bucket that Nathan had brought back with him she pulled out a pair of cleaning gloves and tugged them on. She then took everything out of the bucket setting it on the floor so she could look through everything better. Finding some type of cleaning solution she opened the bottle and poured some into the bucket trying to ignore the strong scent of the product.
Dipping one of the cleaning brushes into the bucket to get the cleaning solution on it she got to work scrubbing the spray paint off the wall. All of this was done silently and without even a glance at the professor. All Rylee wanted to do was get this finished. She had much better things to attend to than washing some else's mess off of a wall. Quote:
Originally Posted by Symphora Okay, Nathan simply shrugged one of his shoulders. He had expected the UNFAIRLY deduction of points from Professor Ainsworth anyway. Oh yes, definitely a stick in a mud type. Dull and predictable, he almost rolled his eyes for the hundredth time today. But, no. Was that a little smirk on his professor's face? Merlin, he could keep it. His intimidation just...wouldn't work on him. House points didn't matter to him in the slightest. It didn't matter to him then, it wouldn't matter to him now.
The seventeen-year-old Slytherin caught the sideways glance Rylee gave to him. He knew she was right. He didn't see any point of arguing further. For a minute, he watched Rylee put on her gloves and started working on adding the solution into the bucket of water. Nathan wasn't lying when he was a little intrigued at how Rylee's "mugglish" way of cleaning things. He didn't think she would do it well.
Nathan followed suit afterwards...or tried to anyway. He dipped his brush into the bucket and began scrubbing the spray paint away. Fully immersed with his task at hand. Why was Rafferty smiling wickedly to himself? This was because Prichard was working diligenty and without a fuss. As for Hale? Rafferty was rather surprised that Hale was working just as silently. Perhaps that docking of points had knocked some sense into the boy. This was disappointing. You see, he wanted to dock some more points or if possible, hand out detentions as though Christmas had come early.
Rafferty’s stance was kept in place. Hands behind his back, he too remained silent. Grudgingly it was admitted to himself that these two were doing a good job.
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