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MadMadamMalfoy · 09-18-2020, 05:52 AM

Heath continued quietly making his way around the room, picking up discarded recyclables as he went. Although he said nothing, he saw everything going on in the room, including the trash Blake threw in Claudine’s direction. He couldn’t be sure if it was a random toss or an intentional one, but either way, he would keep a closer eye on this one just in case he got any ideas about throwing trash at people. He followed at a distance that wouldn’t make it obvious that he was following, picking up recyclables as he went. Don’t mind him, nothing to see here...

Soon Heath’s head whipped around at the sound of yelling, and Blake became the least of his worries. Up until now, he was willing to give Aboli the benefit of the doubt about bumping into Kale, but the yelling between them seemed a pretty clear indication that it was no accident. Nice to see how quickly you lot turn on each other… he thought angrily. All it took was the possibility of a prize from Professor Schmoe to make them attack each other like a pack of rabid wolves. Honestly, it made him sick! He was done picking up recyclables now; it was obvious that there was a more dangerous type of pollution spreading in this classroom. Okay, new mission: from now on, he was fighting against foul play whichever team it came from, and he’d start with the Slytherin prefect. “Then stop polluting this class with your dirty tactics if you have such a problem with pollution,” he said, his tone quiet but as cold and hard as the look in his eyes.

Sorry about her, Heath thought, giving Kale an apologetic look to show that not everyone in this class played dirty, but he said nothing. Upstead seemed to have that part covered, and he was a bit distracted by the spells Bernie sent at that first year (Emm). While he wasn’t a fan of the firstie’s screaming himself, that crossed the line in two BIG ways. 1) It was using magic in a class that didn’t allow it and 2) it was aimed at a younger student who probably didn’t know how to counter it. It was only the no magic rule - and the fact that he was too far away to block the spell in time - that stopped him from reaching for his own wand.

Heath hadn’t noticed the other Gryffindor’s (Josh) attempt at magic, which was perhaps fortunate for the older student. If he had, you can bet all the money in Gringotts that he would’ve warned Claudine and Avalon! What he did notice was Professor Schmoe waving his arms like a wacky waving inflatable arm-flailing tube man. Poor guy, this was a disaster! At the man’s words, he stopped what he was doing, looking at him sympathetically. “Professor, may I have permission to help her -” He inclined his head toward Emm. “- undo that spell?” he asked.

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MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Honeydukes Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,135 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fifth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Sorry about him! He's Team #Sodonewiththis xD Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Heath continued quietly making his way around the room, picking up discarded recyclables as he went. Although he said nothing, he saw everything going on in the room, including the trash Blake threw in Claudine’s direction. He couldn’t be sure if it was a random toss or an intentional one, but either way, he would keep a closer eye on this one just in case he got any ideas about throwing trash at people. He followed at a distance that wouldn’t make it obvious that he was following, picking up recyclables as he went. Don’t mind him, nothing to see here... Soon Heath’s head whipped around at the sound of yelling, and Blake became the least of his worries. Up until now, he was willing to give Aboli the benefit of the doubt about bumping into Kale, but the yelling between them seemed a pretty clear indication that it was no accident. Nice to see how quickly you lot turn on each other… he thought angrily. All it took was the possibility of a prize from Professor Schmoe to make them attack each other like a pack of rabid wolves. Honestly, it made him sick! He was done picking up recyclables now; it was obvious that there was a more dangerous type of pollution spreading in this classroom. Okay, new mission: from now on, he was fighting against foul play whichever team it came from, and he’d start with the Slytherin prefect. *“Then stop polluting* this class with your dirty tactics if you have such a problem with pollution,”** he said, his tone quiet but as cold and hard as the look in his eyes. Sorry about her, Heath thought, giving Kale an apologetic look to show that not everyone in this class played dirty, but he said nothing. Upstead seemed to have that part covered, and he was a bit distracted by the spells Bernie sent at that first year (Emm). While he wasn’t a fan of the firstie’s screaming himself, that crossed the line in two BIG ways. 1) It was using magic in a class that didn’t allow it and 2) it was aimed at a younger student who probably didn’t know how to counter it. It was only the no magic rule - and the fact that he was too far away to block the spell in time - that stopped him from reaching for his own wand. Heath hadn’t noticed the other Gryffindor’s (Josh) attempt at magic, which was perhaps fortunate for the older student. If he had, you can bet all the money in Gringotts that he would’ve warned Claudine and Avalon! What he did notice was Professor Schmoe waving his arms like a wacky waving inflatable arm-flailing tube man. Poor guy, this was a disaster! At the man’s words, he stopped what he was doing, looking at him sympathetically. “Professor, may I have permission to help her -” He inclined his head toward Emm. “- undo that spell?” he asked. __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...