Originally Posted by Boys Like Ama

OOC: Too many posts to personally quote. Since it would be unrealistic anyways to react to EVERYTHING, here goes a good try at keeping up.

Her attention on Raiden had been brief for Jason had begun screaming his lungs out. Something about his back hurting. Daphne's hand had flown to her wand, even thought there was a Prefect nearby. It didn't seem like he knew any first-aid for a Hufflepuff student had come and gone in the blink of an eye and dragged a Professor to his aid.

Feeling better instantaneously, Miss Hopton no longer worried about the boy and smiled politely at Kingston, in hopes of bringing up a polite conversation with the son of his Father's associates but yet one more student arrived. Who was she? A new student obviously. Ah! A Ravenclaw; Before Daphne could introduce herself, the girl was requesting an escort service from Kingston. Smirking she nodded politely at the young man, a hand drifting to the corner of her lips to hide the slight upturning of it from him.

"Don't let me stop you, Mister Wendleworth" was her reply. Her ears couldn't quite block out Jason's voice and his suspicious behavior; observing him and the Prefects talking from the corner of her eyes she yet, once more, picked up the water goblet nearby and smiled at Raiden and Bree (who seemed to have sparked up conversation with someone else).

"I think there's been a big misunderstanding, don't you think?" Whispered Daphne sadly, pale brows wrinkling in deep thought. "I can't help but feel I'm being blamed for something."

Was her story about shopping and Thug Boy so boring that it caused outrage in the older, burly Gryffindor boy?