Dylan stared the girl down, disbelieving that she could be so stupid. They were in the office of the Slytherin Head of House...with two members of the Board of Governors, as Lafay had introduced, present. What was mentally wrong with this...child?

Instead of taking her bait, as Dylan assumed it was, he simply smirked, moving to cross his arms. It was amusing that this Ravenclaw thought she could best him...of all people. Silly girl.

"Unfortunately for you, I didn't hear what was said. I just witnessed you lash out against my team member and fellow housemate."

Check.

Turning to Professor Lafay and the Board members..."I apologize for her...and about this, in general."

"Logan, don't think I don't know what you are capable of saying. You have been more in my office this term alone than any other student." She turned to the Ravenclaw and glared, "Though no matter what she said, it is no reason for muggle means such as punching. You will need to control your temper in the future."

She looked at the two and said "I would cast a spell on you Logan that would force you to be nice to McIntyre, and you McIntyre, I'd put a binding charm on you, to force you to wait on Logan hand in foot... but I won't. Ten points from Slytherin, Ten from Ravenclaw, and five back to Slytherin for Captain Montmorency for being protective of his players."

Taylor looked at Lafay, surprised. She most be in a good mood or too sick to care of the pettiness of this all. Tay glanced down, "Thank you for your kindness, Professor." Taylor didnt dare leave yet since she didnt say they were dismiss.

"Miss McIntyre, believe me when I say I'm not being kind. I hope you will learn to walk away next time..." especially from Logan. Sweet Circe she was a troublemaker.

"And Miss Logan," She said turning towards the girl. "Don't assume that because I am ill I will not return next year to keep an eye on you... I will haunt you for the rest of your Hogwarts career." She said threatening to come back as a spirit... "It's your OWL year, and I expect you to... behave."

Then she addressed the captain and said "Thank you. You may escort them out, and ensure Miss McIntyre's safe return to her common room."

She opened the door for them to leave, and then returned to her chair apologizing for the disruption, to finish having tea with the two board of governors.

Dylan decided just to listen as the Ravenclaw girl began talking again...Ugh, was she trying to suck up to his Head of House? How very......amusing and irritating.

Then Lafay was addressing him and the Captain nodded, bowing his head some. "Yes, ma'am. It was nice meeting you both." It was directed at her guests. The Slytherin bowed his head slightly to them, as well, before casting a look at the two he'd brought in here. "Let's go, ladies."

With that, he stepped from the room.

10 points for merely being the SMART one here. UGHH what ever. The girl bowed her head at her head of house and her guests.. what were they board of something .. whatever. "Yes Professor." she said to the kind lady. She would tryy to be on her absolute BEST behavior.. honest. it wasn't her fault that taylor was jealous of her awesome life and hit her. she didn't understand why she was losing points for this. ugh stupid. "yea." she said quietly to Dylan as she followed him out. ugh HAPPY CAPTAIN. you made me lose 10 Points for our house! uhasivuesgfv and to think she had gone this whole term with out losing ANY ugh so much for a good straight year.

Cassandra studied her hands during the interchange, but when the students were dismissed and the professor returned, she put her cup down and stood. "Thank you so much for your hospitality, Madame, but I believe I've heard enough for now and do not want to detain you any longer. I would suggest that if you are too ill to properly discipline your students, then you are too ill to be at this school. Punishing an entire house for the misbehavior of a few was never a practice when I was here, and I do not believe it is the Headmistress's model as well. Detention would be preferred, and both of those girls would have benefited from time spent together. That's not to say that I don't appreciate your expertise in the field, but I'm not sure you're up to continue on next term as things go right now. We'll revisit your employment over the summer, but I hope you'll think on this issue... you're doing these children a disservice if you aren't up to full capacity, and your house is plainly suffering from a lack of leadership."

She nodded to Hops and swept for the door. "The tea was lovely. Thank you."

Hecate stood there, looking at the woman.

They would revisit her employment?!?

She had sacrificed a lot to remain on staff to teach... But this woman would never know it. She didn't know if she would live or die, but instead of remaining home with the man she loved, as he so often begged her to do... She wanted to give these children the best education possible.

"I'm sorry you feel that way, Cassandra." She simply said, "I'm glad you enjoyed the tea." and that was all she said.

Hops too, had sat silently and watched the interchange between the Slytherin students and their Head of House. He himself had never really gotten in trouble while at school so it was nice to actually see the handing out of discipline but the woman's...unorthodox way of punishing the whole house distrubed him. When the girls left he gave them a small smile on their way out the door and rested his tea cup on his knee. He was going to have to say something, but Cassandra beat him to it.

Throughout her speech, Harold nodded. The Board couldn't afford to keep paying staffers the additional payment they recieved for being a Head of House if they were going to abuse or shirk their duties. A reevalutaion was most certainly needed. Cassandra was leaving and Hops decided he should too. He drained his cup and stood to open the door for the President. "Afternoon Hecate." He could tell the woman looked troubled but his budget needed every last Knut, Sickle and Galleon it could get.

"Good day... Harold." So that was how it would be.

...

Fine.

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After she came back from helping take care of that horrid ghost, and now... she needed to go.

She'd left a note for her husband, Sierra knew. And now... She would leave... hoping to come back no longer ill.

She took a rain stick and turned it. The noise of the rain muffled the portkey pop and she disappeared into thin air.