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Post by aly on Mar 15, 2008 14:39:37 GMT
Alyson Gravestone yawned as she walked into the Great Hall, it was early Saturday morning and she was wondering what the hell she was doing up at such a godforsaken hour. Aly ran a hand through her blond hair, wincing each time she caught a tangle. Finally deciciding that it was too much effort, she simply threw her hair up into a messy bun. Aly sat down and looked around the Great Hall, it was pretty empty. Humming softly to herself, Aly poured herself a cup of coffee and sipped quietly until someone walked up...
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Mar 15, 2008 16:49:34 GMT
Ash yawned as he walked into the Great Hall. So much had happened this past week, his sister had cheated on her boyfriend, with his ex who he had still loved. Laney's boyfriend had caught them, he told Ash, they comforted eachother and then ended up kissing. And now, they were dating. Ash rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. Sitting down at a table he noticed a familiar face, "Aly!"
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 15, 2008 19:49:59 GMT
Erys Grace was already present, stretching while in cat form and yawning a great kitty yawn. She was about to change back when she noticed Alyson Gravestone being greeted, nickname and all, by a 'Claw. The one whom played a major role in the topic of recent gossip. She never payed attention to such things, but that didn't mean she wasn't well-informed about it. Tilting her head to the side, watching her house mate to see how she'd react, Erys narrowed her flashing green eyes. Dont there dare be another friendship between houses. It didn't hurt to know thine enemy, but this was beginning to become too much!
Deciding against slinking out of view, the animagus stayed put, still as a statue, watching. Erys cared not if she was found, or her identity revealed - it was soon to happen anyway. Everyone knew she could turn into a bengal cat. At least, mostly everyone. Licking strawberry jam from her paw, the Slytherin was glad she ate her breakfast earlier than usual. She wasn't a morning person, but it didn't hurt to be prepared for any goings-on early in the 'morn.[/color]
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Post by aly on Mar 15, 2008 19:55:01 GMT
Aly heard a familiar voice and turned to see who it was. "Ashy!" she cried, as she ran up and gave her a friend a hug. She noticed Little Miss Perfect, Erys Grace over Ash's shoulder and glared at the other girl. "Yes Grace, I am friends with a Ravenclaw, and no the world is not going to stop spinning because of it."
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 15, 2008 19:59:18 GMT
Curling her lip over her fangs, Erys Grace changed back with a flourish, soon sitting there with a malevolent look on her face. "The world wont stop spinning, Aly." The animagus sneered, a hiss in her voice, "Though I am disappointed. Some Slytherin you turned out to be." Making friends with other houses, now that was a laugh. Erys herself had some 'aquaintances', but that was it. You didn't go further than that. You kept on somewhat good terms to get what you wanted, and thats it.
"Ashton." The Slytherin muttered curtly, nodding her head, and that was that. Ick, she actually hugged him? Touched him? This place was falling to the dogs. She'd have to let everyone else know back in the common room. Not to say she was a gossip, but everyone else must be informed. If Miss Gravestone wanted to fraternize so commonly with these people, then so be it. Her life in her house would not be a pleasant one. Especially after treating her so rudely.[/color]
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Post by jerry on Mar 15, 2008 20:08:05 GMT
Jeremy hated his roommates. Why were they all such early risers? Every single one of them had gotten up and made a horrible amount of noise getting dressed and ready for the day. Did they not realize that it was Saturday!!!? Jeremy, unable to fall back a sleep after being woken up for the fourth time decided he too should get up and head down the eat. He had dressed himself, pulling his slacks on, stumbling as he did so, and pulling a gray sweater on, he fluffed his hair and walked downstairs.
Walking into the great hall, he groaned. No one was up. A few smaller, rather groggy looking Ravenclaws were slurping up there porridge, but no one her could talk to. His eyes darted over to the Slytherin table. Maybe someone he knew was there. He spotted Ashton hugging some Slytherin and Erys, not very far off, grimacing in distaste. He caught something able inter house friendships, and walked over to the table, it was to early to smile, so he didn't.
"Morning Erys." He said, standing in between her and Ashton in the bench. Jeremy had once fallen under the spell of the Slytherin. She was almost intoxicating to the Ravenclaw. He felt bad, mean, sarcastic when he was with her. He turned toward Ash and nodded toward him. They weren't exactly friends, and with all the crazy rumors going on, Jeremy wasn't sure he wanted to be friends. Drama wasn't Jeremy's thing.
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 15, 2008 20:30:51 GMT
Rolling her eyes at the Gravestone girl, who in her opinion was no Slytherin at all, Erys angled her eyes towards Jeremy. Now he should be in her house. "Jeremy." She greeted him with a nod, hinting at a smile. Hugging and mushy hello's weren't her thing, especially if it was with someone in another house. No, they were there to be of use to her. And the rare few who should have been in her house were accepted by her. People like Jeremy. "I didn't take you for an early-riser." She remarked lightly, filling up a cup of chocolate milk and drinking it slowly. Paying no mind to the other two losers, Erys stretched, yawning.
The little debacle in the library with Helena and Alessa was fresh in her mind the moment Jeremy appeared. He had a reputation for being an okay guy, except when he was with her, he was as nasty as they came. Well, almost. But close to it. Erys wondered why that was. Did she have some sort of effect on him? That must be it. Well, this would be fun, now wouldn't it? It was truly a pity he wasn't in Slytherin; she actually didn't mind his company. Not like she'd turn hypocrite, of course, but Erys already considered him one of her own. He was like her.[/color]
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Mar 16, 2008 22:32:36 GMT
Ash rolled his eyes at Erys merlin the girl grinded his nerves! "You know Erys, maybe if your head wasn't stuck so far up your arse, you'd know that your house doesn't define who you are. Your personality does." He smirked, "But then again, you are an arrogant, stuck-up, spoiled brat who thinks she has the right to lord it over everyone just because she's a pureblood!" He spat out the word pureblood, as if it were a bad taste in his mouth. "For you information, I'm a pureblood as well. And do you see me acting all high and mighty? No. No one gives a damn about blood anymore, those days ended with Voldemort's fall. Or at least they should have. Now why don't you grow up and stop acting like you're better than all of us? Cause you're sure as hell not better than me!"
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 16, 2008 22:40:46 GMT
"Ah, but you are wrong, my insignificant fool. My house is everything to me. Being pureblood means nothing, unless it is celebrated in Slytherin. Just because your blood may be clean doesn't give you the right to associate with me." Erys replied calmly, "You say I'm all high and mighty, when you're the one who thinks you're better than me. Well I have news for you, Ashton." She spat his name, "You might as well be a mudblood. You cant even keep your girlfriend entertained; obviously something was missing in the relationship for her to go mucking around with your ex!" She knew that would hurt, their breakup was so fresh, there was no way it couldn't be painful.
Honestly, she had enough problems with the mutt, now Ashy-poo was in on it too? Really, if he was looking for a fight, there was no better way to blow off some of her steam. Erys didn't even need her wand. She wouldn't be the one to make the first move, that was where the punishment lied. If he wanted to get house points docked from Ravenclaw, then he might as well keep going. She was still a prefect, the voting hadn't finished just yet for new ones.[/color]
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Mar 16, 2008 22:46:51 GMT
Ash just laughed, did Miss Priss honestly think that was going to get to him? "Oh wow, that was so harsh." He smirked, "Although your little comment about my 'girlfriend' was kinda funny. Although it also makes me wonder you actually listen. If you did, you'd know that one, I'm gay, so therfore, I would not have a girlfriend, and two, Laney is my sister! Why else would she have the name McLane?" He took Aly's hand, "Come on Aly, let's go to the library." He walked off but not before turning back to Erys and saying, "Oh and by the way Grace, if you think I'm scared of you. Think again!" With that, he turned and walked out of the Great Hall.
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 16, 2008 22:59:59 GMT
{ Oh snap, I mixed up you and Cris. xD }
"I meant your boyfriends girlfriend, fool. But I guess its nice to know your ex went straight for your sister, huh? She must have something you didn't." Erys replied, inwardly cursing herself at accidentally mixing him and Cris up. Snarling as he turned around, the Slytherin whipped her hand out, concentrating on the Tarantellegra jinx and aiming it at him. "Unsophisticated 'Claws.. Never taking time to dance!" She laughed, waiting for his legs to dance uncontrollably. If she missed, she'd throw the hex again, eyes narrowed.
"If you're as smart as you think you are, pompous brat, you'd know not to underestimate anybody. Especially me."[/color]
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Mar 16, 2008 23:08:09 GMT
Ash heard Erys's voice in his head, she was using the Tarantellegra curse. He smirked to himself, obviously she had no clue who she was messing with. With a calm smile he turned and without word or wand put up a shield. With a smirk he concentrated on the Furnunculus curse. Then, deciding to take it just a little further, used his pychokinetic powers to life her high in the air. "Alright Miss Priss, you listen and you listen good. I don't give a damn what you think about me, but I do care how you treat my friends. Just because Aly is in Slytherin that doesn't mean she has to be an evil bitch like you. So back off!" he snarled.((Haha, Ashy's Slytherin side finally shows! ))
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 16, 2008 23:18:23 GMT
Hah! Erys trembled at nothing, especially not a foolish 'Claw.
Masking her surprise at how quickly he responded when she had thought the spell and not said it, she almost forgot to protect herself- almost. She still managed to throw her hands up and yell, "Repello Furnunculus!" to throw his own jinx back at him. "I forgot you could read minds, you little cheat." The Slytherin sneered, "I may be a Slytherin, but at least I have enough honor to not use any other special abilities. Thats a cheat move. Densaugeo!" Have fun with beaver teeth, freak.
The Slytherin knew she couldn't repell every spell, but she'd sure as hell try.[/color]
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Post by Professor Ashton Laurent on Mar 16, 2008 23:33:37 GMT
Ash simply smirked and threw up shields as fast as she threw hexes. He laughed harshly, "A Sytherin talking about being fair? Wow, that's a first! Someone call the Daily Prophet to commemorate the moment!" He threw one last curse at her, the Jelly Legs jinx, then stormed out of the Hall, slamming the doors behins him.
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Post by Erys Grace on Mar 16, 2008 23:40:48 GMT
Erys jerked a little Hufflepuff girl infront of her, using her as a human shield as the poor thing shrieked and fell, her legs reduced to mere wet noodles. "Now look what you did!" The Slytherin chastised the retreating form of the 'Claw, "You hexed this poor girl, who wasn't even involved!" He was already gone. "Here, lets get you to the hospital wing." The Slytherin coo'd, appearing quite concerned yet it was all a guise. This was just to cover everything up, as the girl was quite confused and didn't remember who grabbed her. Slinging the girl on to her back, Erys shot a grin at her house mate, the pseudo-Slytherin (translation: fake Slytherin) before taking an alternate route out of the Great Hall, one that lead straight to the infirmary.
After getting the girl settled in, and giving the healer a detailed explanation of the account - from her point of view, of course - Erys Grace left the hospital wing, returning to the Great Hall if only to gather a few parchments of notes before leaving again. She'd have to let Ricky know, he'd enjoy the little outburst.[/color]
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