[Slyth C. Room] Stewing In Angry Juices

[Brian Chase]

"Why'd you stop my fun?" he said to Marishka who had cleaned away all the blood. "Get out?" he said looking toward Nathan with an excited expression. "Did the big boy run out of insults?" he added pointing and laughing at them both. "Gee Marishka, your boyfriend is one stupid child." he said laughing even more.

[Marishka Mayfair]

'At least he's not running around bleeding everywhere like a confunded imbecile!' Marishka said, grasping Brian by his ear and dragging him toward the common room entrance. 'I don't care what neurotic, self-obsessed hogwash is dancing about in that tiny -' She flicked his temple. '- skull of yours, but we're Slytherins for Merlin's sake! You're an absolutely disgrace to the House of Salazar!'

Several people had emerged from their hiding places, angry and questioning looks on their faces. Most of them were nodding solemnly as Marishka spoke, none too impressed with Brian's alternative branch of interior design smearing the walls.

As the door swung open, Marishka pulled round Brian to look at her. 'Do you want to be a Slytherin?' She asked seriously, her eyes ablaze. 'Because you can leave for all we care! A basket case like you belongs in Hufflepuff.'

[Nathan Holloway]

Nathan could not believe that this boy was still talking. Maybe it was the fact that everyone in this room seemed to detest the sight of him and wanted him to leave that made him stay. However as Brain continued with same dull, rather fake evil laugh, Nathan gave a small chuckle at his own as Marishka lead him away. Following behind Nathan decied to step add more salt to the wound.

“Run out of insults have I ‘big boy’. Hum? Maybe I will take my ‘smelly’ friend here and start shouting at random people. Because that’s what Slytherin’s do.”

Nathan put on a rather patronising voice and continued to stare daggers at the boy in front of him. He could not believe that this…person…was quite clearly pretending to be nasty. His attempt was pretty appalling and disgusting, but also it was so clearly fake. Only a few minutes ago he was planning about spreading rumours, now he was spitting blood. Nathan could not take much more of this.

[Brian Chase]

"Calling me a hufflepuff is best you can do?" he said appearing in a chair. "Next time you grab me by the ear, someone will be on the floor dying, and it won't be me." he said grinning. He sat back in his chair and closed taking in all the terrible memories and laughing to himself. "Nathan you just don't get it." he said brushing his hair out if his eyes.

[Marishka Mayfair]

Marishka sighed, vexed. He's so self-pitying it's insufferable! She thought to herself as she massaged her forehead. It appeared he was now out of energy and had crumpled into a chair near the entrance, a sardonic little smile on his face as he stared into space, his mind obviously reeling this way and that with the self-inflicted blood loss. Slytherin needs purging... for real.

Quietly moving away from him, feeling as though if she were too loud he would start brawling like a small child, Marishka placed a hand on Nathan's arm and led him to the other side of the room to where the warm crackling fire sat watching. Tapping the settee with her wand she was happy to see the dried blood disappear.

'We'll ignore it...' She whispered to Nathan, referring to Brian. 'We can deal with him in a better way when there aren't so many people around.' she smiled soothingly, but not without her trademark malevolence. 'Sound satisfying?'

[Brian Chase]

"OK," he said standing up and lifting his wand. He quickly disappeared, leaving a letter that was written in blood. It said:

Dear Nathan and Marishka,

Can't wait to see you again, and be alone. No one will care when they find your dead bodies in the forbidden forest. I'll make it look like an accident, or better yet! I'll make in look like you killed each other over love. Love is a beautiful thing ain't it? Maybe I'll attack your family first. Nah, I'll get my brother to do that. He's cool, you'd like him Marishka.

See ya in hell


Brian Chase

[Nathan Holloway]

When Marishka lead him away Nathan looked back over his shoulder at Brain. He did not have her patients, he wanted to ram his wand right down his throat and kill the idiot were he sat. With a groan as he got dragged away as Marishka lead him to the sofa. However a smile soon crept back onto his face when she mentioned her plan. In a low whisper Nathan answered back.

“Yes. I’m satisfied.”

Rising his eyes Nathan had noticed that Brian had disappeared, a letter was floating to the ground. Shooting out of his seat Nathan walked towards it picking it up as it gently landed on the ground.

“Oh I’m so scared.” He laughed as he read the letter. As soon as Nathan was back by Marishka he handed her the letter and could not help put hold in a laugh waiting for what his friend thought of it.

[Marishka Mayfair]

Marishka sat down on the settee as Nathan retrieved the note and handed it to her. She held it with two fingers, being careful not to get any of the blood on her nails. She had to admit, Brian could write rather swiftly without a pen...

'Now this is over the top.' She said huffily, scrunching it up and tossing it into the fire. She watch as the edges blackened and curled inward, eventually disappearing in a scorched scattering of ash. The message had been much too far fetched and ambiguous to be taken seriously, but Marishka did indeed feel an overpowering need to encounter the muggle lover again... to duel him properly. He was of age after all. No one would be too affected if he were harmed.

'What should we do to him?' Marishka asked almost casually, as if the business of violence against someone were completely normal to her... which is was.

[Evra Thorn]

Evra was entering through the portrait hole as some mugglelover left the commonroom in a huff, the soothing stench of blood filled the air. However being pushed past was not the kind of treatment he would expect from anyone, never mind a poor excuse for a slytherin.
Evra turned once the mugglelover had passed him. With a grin bewitched his robes to colour of sickly pink, however he did not appear to notice. Lets see the greeting he gets by his girlfriend in that get-up he sneered.

Evra slinked through the portrait hole and noticed Marishka and Nathan on the other side of the commonroom, once more the stench of blood filled the air, however slightly stronger in here. As he peered around he noted drying blood on the walls, ceiling and floor. "What the devil happened here! Our poor furnishings!" he said attempting to portray a false sense of caring about his surroundings.

[Brian Chase]

Brian returned ignoring everyone except this ungrateful dumbface. "Wow, turn my robes pink. That sure is classic, and the only reason why I am wearing these things are because I am going to return them since I don't need them anymore. When I do, I will say that Evra Thorn asked me out and I said no so you turned my robes pink. Well that idea is stupid, so I'll go with plan 2." He said walking over to the fire and throwing his robes in. He then walked over to Evra and ripped off the Slytherin badge and putting it into his own pocket. "Hope you don't mind, mine was a little too pink for me." he said shaking his head toward the boy.

[Evra Thorn]

Evra laughed and thought mocking perhaps would have the largest influence on one whose ego was so inflated by pure lies, that perhaps it would do them good, to realise how pathetic they really were, compared to any normal slytherin like himself.

"I only have a few things, that perhaps you need to clear within that small mind of yours. I think you will find them greatly useful, and perhaps even help you grow a real backbone. However the first being perhaps you should speak properly. 'I am wearing these things are because' this would appear to be incorrect english, please when you have decided to speak properly then perhaps you may join in a conversation. However i doubt this greatly" He smirked making the mugglelover feel very insignificant.

"Second of all, going to return your robes, that would appear not to be a wise choice, since your family may not be able to afford another pair, surely you could not walk around naked little girl?! And like many a little girl as you would appear to be, pink is very much a colour that brings out your feminine eyes, wouldn't that make you feel precious." He smirked mockingly, seeing the impact of his words instantaneously. He knew the sorry excuse for a slytherin would not be able to hold out for much longer without, even more of his silly little insults.

"Lastly I am truly flattered that you even for a slight moment believed that I would ask someone like ...yourself..out. However may I assure you that you are not my type, deary, however much this may lower your selfesteem and cause much dissapointment to your hopes and wishes, but the first stage is acceptance once you have passed this stage, perhaps you will be able to move on and forget about me!" Evra smiled as sweetly as possible, without causing too much traumatism for the poor little mugglelover. He watched with mock suprise as he ripped off his house badge.

"Of course you may help yourself to it, if it will make you feel more manly wearing atrue slytherins badge." He smirked and took out his wand and with a flick of his wand, repaired his torn robes.

[Nathan Holloway]

Nathan was quite shocked that Brain returned. Had he decided he had not splashed enough of his blood around, well he seemed more content to burn his impure robes in the fire and then rip Evra’s robes. Nathan was about to give him what he deserved when Evra beat him to it.
Throughout his friends speech Nathan nodded and cheered in agreement and after it was over he slowly stood up clapping his hands. Standing next to Evra Nathan began to talk to him, but loud enough of that Brian could hear.

“Well said my friend. Chase was definitely aiming far to high if he thought he could have a chance of going out with you. It is a shame really, to think how much his heart will be breaking. It is rather clear he wanted to hang around with proper Slytherin’s, he was even trying to act tough. I would show you the pretty letter he wrote but it accidentally fell into the fire.”

A cruel smile passed over Nathan’s lips. He could not believe that this person would even come back to talk to them. It was made clear that both he and Marishka never wanted to see his face again in their common room. And it seemed clear that Evra thought the same.

[Evra Thorn]

Evra watched in amusement as nathan began to head toward them, clapping as he went. He bowed to Nathan and all others in the commonroom except for the little girl stood to the side of him.

"He truly is heartborken, it is etched in his feminine features. How cruel I feel we may have been, for us both to have upset and broken his heart, within the space of five minutes." Evra smirked and turned toward Chase smiling.

"Perhaps you would do better to hold onto your heart, little girl, when playing with slytherins it would be a shame for you to be crushed." he leant forward and pinched his cheek mockingly.
He stood upright once more and attempted an innocent voice and stated "I am hurt, and here I was thinking I had a special place in your heart mugglelover, but sending love letters to nathan as well, well people may talk!"

[Brian Chase]

"My parents can't afford robes because they are dead. Which means they are broke as hell and I don't give a damn. Also, I am 19 years old, so I've been able to do things on my own for a while." he said not really caring at all what they said. You need to grow some balls and be able to be different than anyone. Maybe you and Nathan should go out since you both act and behave the same. Maybe then you could finally reach third base with someone other than your hand." said looking at both of the boys. Have either of you heard of respecting you elders? Well if you've heard of it before then you are failing miserably. I'm sorry I have to bring this up, ----INAPPROPRIATE CONTENT---- "he said completely telling the truth.

[Evra Thorn]

Evra smirked as he watched the mugglelover try to gain back his lack of confidence and a backbone. However amusing this was, he could no longer bare to watch without laughing at him, which would of course be disrespectful. He laughed at the even the thought of such a thing.

"ah, you're parents popped their clogs did they, why was this? were they sick of you aswell?!" With this evra turned to nathan and stated.
"Oh look nathan, it would appear I was wrong the one that looks like a little girl, is really a big girl, how could I make such an error! And my word she can do things all by herself."

He turned to Chase in a mocking manner "Aww how quaint, however I do not wish to know about things you can do to yourself. However seen as it appears you were rejected by both nathan and myself, does not mean that you have suddenly acquired a backbone."

Evra had been expecting the girl to have left by now, however she appeared to stick around for more, attempting to portray a slytherins air, though to no avail. He glanced around the commonroom at the others to see if anyone else wished to have some fun, on chase's expense. Though before this Chase had retorted another response.

"Respect our elders? ..My dear, age is just a number, that appears to of not impacted you at all, in any manner. But to respect our elders, I believe you will find that we respect anyone who is at least half way to a decent slytherin, seen as you are not remotely close perhaps you should leave it to your hopes and dreams" He smiled and conjured up a butterbeer, taking a few strong gulps, and waited for the mugglelover to move to the hufflepuff commonroom to which he appeared to belong.