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Angie & Colle Oh. Wow. Where did that insult come? Gavin was impressed - it was a pretty good one.. for a girl. "Oh look," he sneered. "Little Robot's decided to get tough on me." Leaning forward so his face was inches from hers, he added, "I like when my girls are fiesty." Leaning back, he put his hands behind his head and shrugged. "Hufflepuffs are boring," Gav raised an eyebrow. "And it's obvious I came over for Sammy." Oh. And now the Slytherin girl talked to him. Great - another girl. Girls should just stay in the kitchens. "Are you trying to imply something?" Gavin asked with narrowed eyes. Was she saying his first impressions weren't good? What a jerk. "Who are you, anyway?" He asked, rather bluntly. |
Melinda nodded. "Yeah...that's my biggest problem...not paying attention and...barely knowing anything..." She said and sighed. Melinda really hoped to make this one a better one for her own sake, so she could be a great witch, one that deserves that ability given to her. |
Jason walked slowly over to the RavenClaw table. " Hi Melissa and Chris" Jason said to them. Jason back is still slightly hurting from his fall. "Will see you around" Jason told them. Jason would like to talk to Melinda, but there will be another day and time. |
Evs and Colle. Turning back to look at Evolette, the fourteen year old offered her a kind half smile. Wonderful. At least someone one was. Willow had been wonderful a few minutes ago, of course, but since Gavin had decided to delight her with his presence (please note the sarcasm). Hmph. He should have stayed with the Badgers where he belonged. "Keep your distance," Hissed Willow, shoving him away with one hand. Much too late, for he had already moved it. Ah, well. Surely he had seen her gesture, and he knew that she was not happy with him. At all. Of course Willow had not forgotten their little argument back in the Hogwarts Express. "I am not your girl." Only in his dreams, naturally. His girl... Honestly. He should not hold his breath for that to happen. On second though--he totally should. Sammmy. Who on earth was that? Oooh. Samsom. Right. Willow still didn't see what was the point on calling someone by their nickname, to be honest. She never had and never will. And of course he would be looking for Samsom; both of them were equally rude. Only difference was, Willow didn't have anything against Samsom Carswell. Gavin on the other hand. . . Obviously, Gavin had not been pleased with Evolette's answer. If she were on Gavin's shoes, she would not have been, too, but since she wasn't, she could definitely enjoy it. A smirk lingered all over her lips at this. Of course that this smirk vanished as soon as he started to be rude again. Ah, well. It was none of her business. Surely, Evolette knew how to defend herself. |
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Angie; Evs; Evolette shrugged her slim shoulders, crossing her arms across her chest defiantly, she had given him the chance to play nice, but if he wanted to mess with her, she was not going to just sit there and let him. "I merely suggested that first impressions are not always correct." a smirk pulling at her lips as her eyes gleamed, "But it seems you have proven me wrong. At first impression I concluded that you were nothing but a rude self righteous jerk, and as you continue to speak, you prove that to be true." This boy did not intimidate her for a second. Sure he was bigger, and he was older, but he was certainly not smarter picking fights with girls. Didn't he know that girls fight dirty? Or perhaps he was simply too stupid to notice. Whatever the case, Evolette did not like him. She cast a glance at Willow, noting that she was just every bit as annoyed as herself, then turning back to the boy, she regarded him coldly, "I was here first. Go away." |
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"No, nothing wrong," Ryan said wearily in response to his prefect friend. "It was just a long, tiring summer. I'm not really in the mood to be cheery right now." He smiled as the boy slid him some pie. Pie was delicious, so he gladly accepted and dug into it. "Thanks, Cale." Maybe this year wouldn't be as bad as he was making it out to be at the moment. Things would pick up once quidditch season started. |
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Looking up she noticed some sort of commotion across the hall at the table that could only be designated for Gryffindor, Mariel figured, noting the sea of red. Mariel frowned and watched for a few minutes before seeing a familiar face. Bree was sitting there. Mariel squinted her eyes. Bree didn't seem to be part of the commotion, but was in quite close proximity wearing a pained expression. Mariel glanced at the others sitting close by at her own table. Jenn and Patty seemed to be absorbed in conversations with others, so Mariel figured she could probably leave unnoticed. She decided she just might have to take a walk over to the Gryffindor table to investigate. |
Vindictus had been watching the table from a distance and gave up trying to enjoy a meal since he sensed some trouble brewing at the 'Claw table. But then he spotted one person with whom he needed to speak with. "Ryan! Here's your tryout information," he said and handed the clipboard of information to his Quidditch Captain. He noted the tired look in the young man's face and sighed. "Make sure you get some sleep after the feast ends. I'd hate to see you falling asleep in class or on a broomstick." Nearby, he overheard hostile words being exchanged by several students and glared at them. |
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"Thanks, Professor," he said, smiling weakly as he accepted the packet of information. He could feel a big of the vigor returning to his spirit with these papers in hand. "That's the first thing I'm doing," he added, chuckling. He very much planned on immediately going into the boys' dormitory and crashing on the bed. "Or both," he added as a sidenote/joke, making it a point that both were possible at once in Vidictus's class....not that he planned on either. |
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Asteira asked him about his chess game. "Sadly, I never got the opportunity. It'd be pretty lonely to play against myself. But now that I'm back amongst some Ravenclaws, I might find an opponent. That or Gobstones." He smiled as he thought of secret Gobstones tournaments held by Cooper and Belle teachers last term. Asteira then mentioned wagers on House Points. It honestly sounded fun. "Sounds interesting. Although I've been on the short side of earnings in previous terms. So maybe a wager isn't for me." She then talked about green clothing... "Green? So are you a Slytherin now?" Liz was then introducing him to another girl. "Nice to meet you Mari. Yes I really did run into them. Well Asteira at least. Liz just had the pleasure of watching my embarrasment." He flashed another smile, watching them over the top of his goblet as he sipped his drink. Suddenly he sensed somethng off. Professor Vindictus was now at their table. He looked around at the Ravenclaws, some of which seemed to be arguing. "What's up with them?" he muttered to his group, gesturing to the students. |
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"Well, take care of yourself and keep an eye out on your players," he said and nodded his head in Willow's direction. "If anyone is in detention, then they can't tryout no matter how good they are." Vindictus's eyes narrowed a little more as he overheard her hissing remarks. Not good. He was not going to have Ravenclaw start the term off in the negative. "Excuse me, Ryan . . . and Cale." He wanted to talk to his prefect about the plants, but first thing's first. He walked over to where Willow and two other non-Ravenclaw students were exchanging angry words. "Is there a problem?" Vindictus demanded and folded his arms while waiting for an answer. |
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Jenn frowned. "Well, I guess he did make it interesting. It's just I couldn't stand him at times!" Jenn said angirly. "I'm glad he's not in our house. Not to sound rude though." Jenn said blushing. |
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He turned back to his head of house with a look that said "are you going to talk to her or should I take this one?" But it was too late. The man had already approached the ferocious group. |
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Jenn smiled at Rian. "I'm glad too." She said smiling. Then she heard Rians offer. "Really! You would let me stay over?! Thank you soooo much! I would love too!" Jenn said happily. She leaned over and hugged Rian. Jenn laughed. "I'm doing good. I'll just hope into the festives shall I?" Jenn said giggling. |
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Shooting one last glare at Gavin, and a somehow apologetic smile to Evolette, Willow smoothed her expression before turning to look at the Head of the House. Well--he was not looking pleased. Willow was sure of that. And since when had Professor Vindictus been so tall? Gulp. It was probably the fact that she was sitting down and he was standing. Yep, it had to be. "Good evening, Professor Vindictus," Greeted Willow with a polite nod. "Well, it seems that Gavin forgot where the Hufflepuff table is, sir" She took a deep breath to steady herself a little. Like the chicken she was, Willow was scared. She was no Gryffindor, after all. "I already told him where his table was, but for some reason, he's still here." Yes, go away, Gavin. Perfect. Just perfect. Now a teacher was involved. And not only a teacher, but the head of the Ravenclaw house. If her father found out about this, she might as well start to consider herself dead. |
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"Maybe if we get a chance, we could go riding over the grounds near the Quidditch field? It would give me a chance to get back in flying form." She asked Jenn before looking at the other first and second years that were around the table. |
" How are you and hello Patricia" Jason told the girl he met on the train. "Jen, my festivities will be shorttailed thanks to a slight back problem" Jason told Jenn. |
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"Is that so? Gavin, are you lost?" Vindictus asked and looked over at the girls who were discussing illegal flying activities. "Brooms are only flown under my supervision, ladies," he said loudly and hoped they would reconsider such nonsense. It'd be a shame for him to take away points from his own house for violating his own rules regarding illegal flying at Hogwarts. |
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A smirk attempted to made an appearance on her face, but the fourth year quickly controlled this. It was hardly proper to smirk in front of a professor. Actually, it was more like the complete opposite of proper. "I feel like an owe you an apologize for this, Professor," said Willow with a half smile feeling slightly ashamed, even though the only one that should be apologizing was Gavin, and not her. But she was feeling guilty, and the only she could control this feeling was if an apologize came out of her lips. Really, Willow was not guilty. Sure the way she had spoken to Gavin had not exactly been polite, but he deserved it, for he had been rude first, calling her snob. So she really wasn't guilty. Not entirely at least. |
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She turned to the man that stood behind her, sheepish grin on her face, "Yes, sir.." she agreed with a faltering voice, hoping she wouldn't get some kind of punishment for her bravado. "Will we be allowed to fly at certain times....um, professor.." she looked blankly up at him, not knowing his proper name. Saying Hey Mister! was not an option in her mind. |
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She tugged, nervously at the ends of her hair and shrunk at his words, cheeks now a flaming rogue. "I-I-I knocked it over. I'm a wee clutzy. I apologize..." Gem bit her bottom, plump pink lip lightly. She fervently hoped she wouldn't be punished, or anyone else for that matter. Noticing Professor Vindictus, Gem nodded, if distractedly, towards him in a shy hello. |
" Patricia, that is Professor Vindictue, the flying instructor and the referee for Quidditch" Jason told her. |
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