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Hermione_loves_Ron · 09-12-2009, 05:33 AM

All Issy could do was stare incredulously at Samson, her eyes flat and deadpan. This was just... incredulous. She could not believe this. That Samson could think this way... she blinked furiously, trying to will the trembling of her body to cease, but anger's adrenaline was pumping strong; she felt it in the temples and rushing through her veins and arteries. He did feel that this was right to do. How could she... how could he...

"You're going to put your faith in the Headmaster who was fool enough to get himself attacked in the first place?" she had begun, before glancing to the door to see Sabrina. How did she always manage to interrupt like that and be so selfish? The reaction was purely part of her anger, but Issy found no initial guilt in thinking that. Sabrina never had been the most observant.

"We've been here," she said, her voice dry of void of any sort of emotion.

Then, annoyance flicking in her eyes, Issy glanced back at Samson, raising her chin defiantly.

"Yes," said her voice, an almost snippy tone coloring it. "Perhaps I will. I'll figure out who the boy is passing this out and I'll join his organization. Maybe I'll even boycott Lupa's classes. You may think this a fickle matter, but you try waking up every few nights from nightmares." Something about her voice had turned unusually cold and darker - a contradiction to her usual chirpy, sweet voice. "Go ahead and put all of your faith in a Headmaster who was stupid enough to get attacked for all of us to see. Have faith in the Professor who tore into our Headmaster in front of us and rounded on a firstie.

"In fact! While you're at it, Samson, why don't we go find a vampire to teach us, too. That's not dangerous at all, is it?" The sarcasm in Issy's voice was thick and scathing. How could he be so STUPID? "I can't believe you'd not be against it." She shook her head, unable to wrap her mind around this, unable to get passed the fact that he was being so stupid.

"They're not fluffy dogs, Samson. A dog who attacks is put down. I'm not saying they should be exiled to the world, but an institution of children who cannot even properly defend themselves is nowhere for a werewolf. You may think they are humans all you want, but they still lose control and give into a primitive, blood thirsty instinct each month. That is a monster, a creature. Rated by the ministry, they are one of the more dangerous creatures and therefore are incompetent to teach. I bet you anything the Ministry is in an uproar."

Right now, she had so much coursing through her; anger, adrenaline, the shaking, the pumping blood. She could run an hour at this rate. And right now, she kind of wanted to do that. To get away and run it all off until she was too weary to care, because the idea of she and Samson fighting once more made her want to cry just as much as the intense emotion that built within her did. How could she love someone who so clearly was blind to safety measures? The very idea made her stomach twist and churn.

09-12-2009, 05:33 AM	#188 (permalink)
Hermione_loves_Ron Hungarian Horntail Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Saffron City Posts: 69,656 Hogwarts RPG Name: November {Noe} Franze First Year	Brain Twin \| MASTAH ASHURRII \| Reisdent PokeNerd \| Digifangirl All Issy could do was stare incredulously at Samson, her eyes flat and deadpan. This was just... incredulous. She could not believe this. That Samson could think this way... she blinked furiously, trying to will the trembling of her body to cease, but anger's adrenaline was pumping strong; she felt it in the temples and rushing through her veins and arteries. He did feel that this was right to do. How could she... how could he... "You're going to put your faith in the Headmaster who was fool enough to get himself attacked in the first place?" she had begun, before glancing to the door to see Sabrina. How did she always manage to interrupt like that and be so selfish? The reaction was purely part of her anger, but Issy found no initial guilt in thinking that. Sabrina never had been the most observant. "We've been here," she said, her voice dry of void of any sort of emotion. Then, annoyance flicking in her eyes, Issy glanced back at Samson, raising her chin defiantly. "Yes," said her voice, an almost snippy tone coloring it. "Perhaps I will. I'll figure out who the boy is passing this out and I'll join his organization. Maybe I'll even boycott Lupa's classes. You may think this a fickle matter, but you try waking up every few nights from nightmares." Something about her voice had turned unusually cold and darker - a contradiction to her usual chirpy, sweet voice. "Go ahead and put all of your faith in a Headmaster who was stupid enough to get attacked for all of us to see. Have faith in the Professor who tore into our Headmaster in front of us and rounded on a firstie. "In fact! While you're at it, Samson, why don't we go find a vampire to teach us, too. That's not dangerous at all, is it?" The sarcasm in Issy's voice was thick and scathing. How could he be so STUPID? "I can't believe you'd not be against it." She shook her head, unable to wrap her mind around this, unable to get passed the fact that he was being so stupid. "They're not fluffy dogs, Samson. A dog who attacks is put down. I'm not saying they should be exiled to the world, but an institution of children who cannot even properly defend themselves is nowhere for a werewolf. You may think they are humans all you want, but they still lose control and give into a primitive, blood thirsty instinct each month. That is a monster, a creature. Rated by the ministry, they are one of the more dangerous creatures and therefore are incompetent to teach. I bet you anything the Ministry is in an uproar." Right now, she had so much coursing through her; anger, adrenaline, the shaking, the pumping blood. She could run an hour at this rate. And right now, she kind of wanted to do that. To get away and run it all off until she was too weary to care, because the idea of she and Samson fighting once more made her want to cry just as much as the intense emotion that built within her did. How could she love someone who so clearly was blind to safety measures? The very idea made her stomach twist and churn. __________________ 'Cause out of all the people I've known, the places I've been, the songs that I have sung, The wonders I've seen, now that the dreams are all coming true, who is the one that leads me on through? TUNE IN! POTTERWATCH && BOOKCLUB