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Post by Esther van Haestregt on Oct 3, 2008 19:47:30 GMT
If it could be classed as a sneer then that is the expression that was on Esther van Haestregt’s rather solemn and emotionless face. She could not believe that after almost a year away from this god forsaken castle she was back in its cold stone hall ways. The portraits were just as arrogant as normal, chattering away among themselves acting as if they owned the castle; it truly sickened the woman to see the blasted things back on the walls again. This new headmaster had a lot to answer for and it just proved his incompetence.
The sound of her high heeled boots hitting the flat stoned floor of the castle corridor echoed around her almost providing a pre-warning that she was on her way. The warning was defiantly needed as today Esther had more rage inside of her then a Hungarian Horntail, but of course you could never tell this until she pulled out her wand or letter her razor sharp tongue break the silence.
Quickly she rounded the corner on the fourth floor, her long black dress rippled around her ankles as she started to walk head on into a crowd of students coming out of their classes. The children were worse then the portraits, if Esther could have the castle without the portraits or the students then everything would be satisfactory although it would not really be classed as a school, not that it was much of a school anyway.
“Keep to the left!” She shouted at the students and the stampede got closer and even then when the students ignored her voice remained calm but still sounded out over the hustle and bustle of the chattering students. “MOVE!”
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Post by Sarie Thimble on Oct 4, 2008 3:00:57 GMT
Sarie was walking down the halls. She had notcied that today felt different that rest of the week. She was just taking a walk around the school. It was a weekend so it wasn't any big deal. She just wondered. She loved this place. She might come back to teach here. Flying would be her best bet. She smiled she loved to fly. Her day dreams where shattered but a loud shout. “Keep to the left!” Sarie disliked this voice. This voice belonged to someone who worked at the Ministry, named. Esther van Haestergt. She really did not like this women.“MOVE!”
"Why should I?" This women didn't have to shout to get what she wanted and Sarie was tired of her. She didn't care if she got dentition and this women needed the learn here she wasn't the boss no matter how much she thought she was.
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Post by Kieran Davies on Oct 4, 2008 12:31:53 GMT
He had slept late. Simple as. Nobody had woken Kieran up and he was clearly late to starting his day, was that a sign that maybe today, he should have stayed in bed? Either way, Kieran dragged his backside out of bed with every intention of kicking Ollie and Lucas' ass' today. He washed and dressed, the same old routine, just another day, stuck some clothes on and walked down into the common room which he found empty and desolate. With a loud yawn he walked through the portrait hole and turned to the fat lady. "Good morning my favourite portrait woman." He grinned, "How are you this fine morning?" Ollie often laughed when he saw Kieran talk to the portrait, but hey, the people in them were people and if Kieran was ever stuck in a portrait, he didnt want to not have conversations. She answered him, and with a bow he left her to hang limply on the wall.
As he walked down the corridor, the familiar chorous of, 'You're not planning anything are you?' or 'You're not upto no good are you?' came from the portraits, which he found entertaining, even the portraits knew of his antics, should he be worried about that fact or love it? This time last year there were no paintings on the wall and the castle was quieter and duller without them. They were part of Hogwarts and the Ministry had taken them down. Sure, not all the Ministry folk were bad, but most of them were.
'Keep to the left'
"Oh, you have got to be joking." Came Kierans voice as he heard the booming voice that belonged to the she-devil. He heard the footsteps before he saw her, but when those footsteps stopped and he heard her yell move he knew someone was in trouble, maybe a first year who was too scared to keep out of her way. Kieran was usually smart and would never go within ten feet of this woman if he could help it, but Ollie would only bitch if he didnt find out everything he could, so, swallowing his pride he turned the corner and saw Sarie Thimble. She-Devil cant have a go at her, she's only really small. Kieran thought to himself and wandered over beside Sarie, placing a hand on the younger Gryffindor's shoulder. "You know if you were polite instead of ordering everyone to move, you might actually get further." Kieran said through his pressed lips. "Not everyone takes kindly to being ordered around, especially when its people like you who think they rule the world." His eyes drifted to Sarie and he smiled, "Are you okay?"
(Do not kill him please ^_^)
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Post by Sarie Thimble on Oct 4, 2008 13:41:30 GMT
Sarie looked at the 7th year that had arrived. "I'm fine. Thank you." She said simply with a smile. She wasn't scared she wouldn't be she had faced this woman before. She had handled worst then her. She wanted to show that students didn't take to people messing with their school.
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Post by Julianna Farraday on Oct 4, 2008 20:58:16 GMT
He actually took a grab at her his hand reached out and attempted to make contact with her rear end. The little monster had no sense of a person's personal space. Julianna just gave him a withering stare watching his hand withdraw back to his side. The stupid little gits around him laughing making her think the whole thing was a stupid dare or bet. Julianna was in a fowl mood now as she proceeded to her next class.
The halls were full of students doing the same and every now and then she'd get jostled or pushed making her anger worse. Why were there so many damned kids here anyway, she thought viciously.
Suddenly the corridors seemed to thin out she was moving faster and with more grace and ease. Finally, things were getting a little better. Until she heard someone yelling the voice was unfamiliar to her but in it's tone she could hear they meant business. Had she not had to go down this hallway to get to her next class she would have simply turned and gone another way, something told her she didn't want to find out who yelled.
Turning the corner she found herself not to be the only one. A Gryffindor party was going on. You had Sarie, Kieran and herself. Then there was this woman Julia had never seen before but she didn't look like someone Julia wanted to see again. She heard Sarie tell Kieran she was fine and wondered what had happened to make her say that at all. Walking over to the two she said "What's going on here why the yelling."
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Post by Esther van Haestregt on Oct 7, 2008 13:42:11 GMT
Previous experience, that is what the Minister had said, she had had previous experience of the castle and its residence and so would be the perfect candidate to help and monitor the strange goings on in Hogwarts. Esther truly despised the Minister of Magic, he took delight in vexing her as everyone knew that she was not a people’s person and this job just made her seem like a childminder.
“Why should you?” Esther looked down at the small Gryffindor; she could remember this one from before. From what Esther had read and heard so was a typical Gryffindor, believing that she was the best and had the right to roam around the school pretending she owned the place just because over a hundred years ago Harry Potter was in that house. “Miss Thimble according to section 18 C paragraph four ‘all students must keep to the left hand side of the corridor to allow easy and safe passage for all residents.’ If you refuse to move to the left I will have to report you for breaking school rules.”
Her cold eyes were locked upon the small girl, or at least they were until another Gryffindor showed up acting all high and mighty trying to give Esther lessons in morality. Now that was a pointless task. The witch was just about to ignore the male Gryffindor when yet another member of there house showed up and she two wanted to have her own taste of action. In a situation like this Esther was convinced that a lesser person would have made some form of smart remark allowing their frustration to get the better of them, she however remind passive and just looked from one student to the other.
Instead the witch took a step backwards in order to have some more space between her and the greasy haired children and she slowly reached into the pocket in her light black jacket. It took only seconds for her to remove a small black notebook and a pure white quill which she was soon running in between her fingers. “Pray, what are your names?”
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Post by Sarie Thimble on Oct 7, 2008 22:17:14 GMT
Sarie wasn't scared of the woman and she was right. Sarie would admit that but she didn't need to yell. "You make it sound like we don't know any thing. You don't to yell you're scaring the first years." She waved her hand over to first year Ravenclaws who where squeezing close together. "Also I don't appreciate being talk to like a six year old I'm a teenager treat me as one please." She spoke not like a child but like an adult. She was only one who really had the right to challenge this woman other than Jac Biggerstall no one else knew what she had tired to do.
Sarie couldn't stand this woman. It was because she thought she knew every thing. This isn't the ministry it was Hogwarts she doesn't run it Hubbles does and she will have to learn this.
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Post by Esther van Haestregt on Oct 11, 2008 3:31:22 GMT
Thinks would have been made a lot easier for everyone had Sarie Thimble kept quiet, but instead the girl had to challenge Esther, she had to try and act tough in front of her fellow house mates. A lesser and weaker member of the ministry, one who actually had feelings might have felt sympathy for the poor girl and thought she had a ’good attitude’ safe to say Esther did not, in fact she thought quite the opposite.
Her cold hazel eyes moved over to glare at the small girl, she wanted to be treated like an adult then she would have to act like one and deal with the responsibilities of one. “Miss Thimble.” Despite the frustration that the witch was feeling it did not reflect in her monotone voice. “I advice you to remain silent, otherwise I will have to take measures to make sure that you remain silent for weather it be through the use of magical or more, primitive methods.”
Those who were close, or as close as you could get to Esther, would know that it was not beyond her to use more physical methods of achieving her goals. If magic would not do then it was simple to revert to muggle methods, in her own way Miss van Haestregt respected the muggle methods of crime and punishment, particularly the more brutal ones.
Slowly Esther moved her head away from the small child to the other Gryffindors, her white quill still poised over her note book waiting for the others to find their voices. “So, what are your names?”
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Post by Julianna Farraday on Oct 11, 2008 14:25:18 GMT
Sarie had not answered her instead the young Gryffindor focused her attention on the woman Julianna still didn't recognize. The younger girl was quite brave telling the teacher that she shouldn't be yelling because she was scaring the younger years, then going on to say that she didn't appreciate the way she was being treated. Julianna had to smile at the brave girl because this woman didn't look like the type who would put up with any back talk.
Of course Julia was right the look on her face after Sarie spoke up sent a chill up and down her spine. But then the woman threatened a child right in front of her and Kieran. Julia looked at her as if she'd lost her mind. Who in the world did she think she was. She was no professor, certainly not the head master. "Whoa wait a minute that's going to far Miss whatever your name is. She has the right to stand up for herself you've no right to threaten to shut her up though. "
Where that all came from she had no idea but come out it did so now she knew anger was soon coming her way. She had asked their names but Julianna hadn't done anything so felt no need to give hers up.
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Post by Sarie Thimble on Oct 12, 2008 17:16:12 GMT
Sarie stood there looking at van Haestregt. This woman had just threatened to hurt her. She wanted to dare the woman to do it. She wasn't scared of her. If she hurt her she would have most of the school against her. Sarie wanted her to do it.
She would love to tell the headmaster that a ministry official attacked while she was unarmed. She would have a hallway of people to back her up. Sarie had not raised her wand and she had done nothing but asked her not to treat them like students and not like dirt. "Oh really do as you please with me. I would love to hear the headmaster reaction to this."
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Post by Esther van Haestregt on Jan 25, 2009 12:07:07 GMT
Students continued to walk past in the corridor; all it took was for her to glare at them and those who knew who she was and were not as stupid as these Gryffindors hurried along whispering to themselves. With her quill still poised over her notepad she waited for them to give her their names but they just seemed to want to ask her questions and give her smart remarks back.
“My name is Miss Van Haestregt. I am a member of the Ministry of Magic and your superior so if you please will you just answer my question.” Children these days had no respect for their elders, gone where the days when children did not talk back, when they did what they were told. Impenitently Esther’s cold eyes glared from one Gryffindor to the other, as they through empty threats at her. Esther was not one to show emotion but even now she was finding it hard to stop herself from rolling her eyes at what Miss Thimble had to say.
“Miss Thimble,” Esther began. “I am working with the headmaster. The Ministry and Hogwarts are working together to try and quell this madness that has taken over the school and he had allowed me to do whatever it takes to help stop it.” If she had the ability to smile she would have done so, in past experience it had normally turned out as a grimace so for now she reminded as stony faced as ever.
“Now please, tell me your name.” She glared at the other female Gryffindor demanding for her to give her their name right now. “Please ladies, the more you cooperate the less you shall be punished.”
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Post by Sarie Thimble on Jan 25, 2009 15:30:58 GMT
She just shook her head. Would Hubble really want his students scared stiff so they hurried to their classes like drones. She shook her head. "You know how much I would cooperate." Then she turned on her heal and headed back down the hall. She knew this was a ting she should stay out of but who knew what she would do next.
She heard the paintings talking. She knew they remembered when she had argued with this woman the last time. She heard them mutter. Things like heading into trouble and someday being a hero. All she wanted was Hogwarts normal for her last four years.
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Post by Julianna Farraday on Jan 25, 2009 16:53:24 GMT
The woman seemed to be trying a different tact, her snippy attitude seemed to have faded if only for the moment but Julia could see through her. All her hoopla about working at the ministry and working with the Headmaster. The Headmaster was too crazed to work with anyone else. From what she herself had witnessed the man was unstable. He probably didn't even know what day of the week it was. Always making midnight runs into the forest.
So again when asked her name Julianna opted not to give it to her. If she was working so closely with the Headmaster then she should have some idea of who is who, and if she didn't well then she was free to go and ask him. So she rolled her eyes and shut her mouth.
Sarie on the other hand simply walked away. Julia had a new found respect for that girl, she was braver then Julia ever would have given her credit for. Thinking she had the right idea Julia followed her. "I'm not giving you my name miss, so if you want it you're going to have to figure it out" and with that she turned and walked away from her.
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