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The Trophy Room was empty when I stepped in, just as I’d hoped.

I had a break. A rare one. And Merlin forbid I spent it like everyone else, wasting time in the courtyard or pretending to care about meaningless chatter and students' gossip sessions. No. If I was going to have a moment to myself, it might as well be dedicated to something that mattered.
Somewhere that meant something.

So in no time, my gaze drifted slowly across the glass cabinets, structured shelves, protected cases, each holding polished gold and silver and bronze and diamond and crystal and gemstones of all sizes. Names engraved into every surface. Dates. Achievements. Legacies, preserved in neat little rows.

I stepped closer, crossing my arms as I dangerously walked, observing each achievement in order.

My reflection moved against the glass, it seemed like it was merging with the countless names carved into metals.
One day...
I silently hoped.
My fingers hovered just above the surface of one of the trophies, not quite touching.
My name will be engraved in one of them.
No scratch that. More than once.

My eyes drifted to the rows, taking in every single plaque, every engraved line, as if measuring them.
Everywhere.

Because why settle for anything less?
My thoughts were suddenly interrupted as I heard someone coming in. Now I wasn't sure who, but whoever it was interrupted my silent conversation.
I turned around, catching a glimpse of the intruder.
Angel Dayes.
We have met before- in the couryard.
Me and Jada, my roommate, settled to now call her "the Traitor".
Simple really, (and fitting) because instead of staying where she should've, with us, she sided with the enemy- a bunch of ignorant Ravenclaws
My jaw tightened
Ugh.
I roll my eyes in annoyance.
“Well,” I murmured, “this is becoming a habit.”
Always in other people's business that one.
“Following me now?”
I ask, without really waiting for an answer.

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"That's crap-puccino"
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ANGEL DAYES

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@Tes Cadell
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character: Angel Dayes
date: 28/3/26
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That Slytherin girl again. Was she inside my hair? Why is she always where I am. After what happened at the courtyard I don't think I would like to talk to her anyway, but I guess I do, it's rude to ignore questions.

Tes Cadell the one who's stuck up and sides with the bad apples. To be honest Tes was annoying Angel already. If she hated her so much just ignore. That's what Angel always thought at least but she won't let anyone trample her.

Angel replayed what happened back at the courtyard. "The Traitor" not very smart of them to think she'd side with bad pure bloods. Angel was a friend to all but chooses wisely.

"I could ask the same thing." she said with disdain.

Angel cocked her head to the side with a cool look on her face. Angel questioned Tes, why was she here too?

"Hmm. You planning to join the sports team or something? You seem immersed in the trophy cases for Slytherin." she said with her voice trailing off which sounded like a sing song rhyme.

Although Angel did not side with the Slytherins back there, all problems aside she was still one, and cunning and ambitious. You can say a bit competitive.

She walked up to the trophy cases and went to the duelling section. Angel signed up for the duelling sport beforehand and was tracing the glass.

Angel stopped for a moment.

"You know if you're irritated by me being here I think that's a you problem. The trophy room is public for all. If you don't like it then you can just leave." Angel suggested with a little grin

Silence filled the room.
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I let her speak. Have her moment or whatever.
I simply watched, arms loosely at my sides, gaze focused on her, my arms still cross. Emotions couldn't escape, not that I had any at the moment except pure hatred.

“I could ask the same thing.”
Of course she could.

My head tilted slightly, just enough to show I’d heard her but not impressed.
And then she kept going.
Sports team.

A quiet breath slipped through my nose, not quite a laugh, but close enough to mock the idea.

I didn’t respond immediately. Instead, I let my gaze follow her as she moved, right up to the cases, to the duelling section. Of all places.

Interesting.

Then she told me to leave.

A faint smile appeared on my lips. Slow. Controlled. Not kind. Funny girl that one

I took a step forward.

“A you problem?”
A pause.
“That’s amusing.”
I shifted so that I could see her reflection on her glass

“You walk in, interrupt me, start making assumptions-”

A brief glance at the cases.

“...and somehow I’m the problem.” I faked being sad

My eyes narrowed faintly.

“Fascinating logic.”
Then I moved.

“You signed up for duelling.”

My voice was quieter now, almost thoughtful, but not warm. Never warm,“Ambitious.”
My head turned slightly toward her, expression sharpening again.

“Or just desperate to prove something?”

My eyes held hers now, directly this time.
“And let me make one thing clear…” I added, my tone dropping, “You being here doesn’t irritate me.”

A faint smile returned.
“You’re just… predictable.”


My gaze flicked once more to the trophies before settling back on her.
“Standing in front of achievements built on the very ambition you pretend to dislike.”

A slight tilt of my head.
Silence settled again, but this time, I didnt break it.

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"That's crap-puccino"
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Carving out Glory
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ANGEL DAYES

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character: Angel Dayes
date: 28/3/26
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Predictable? Now that's something new. Angel was impressed. Angel had a thought. No use in making enemies especially in her own house. She sighed and quietly turned away to face Tes.

"I don't think your much different." Angel said bluntly

What's this? Angel never was this serious never! She's always very cheery and bubbly but this? Never! It probably surprised anyone who only saw her extroverted side.

She did laugh at Tes's statement of me disliking ambitions. Achievements and ambitions are fine just as long as it's for good not for worse

"Hah.. I don't pretend to hate nor do I actually hate ambitions." Angel said

"I'm planning to join the duelling team. I liked fencing before when I was a kid did you know?'

It was a shocker how Angel felt comfortable sharing due to what happened in the courtyard but Angel didn't pay attention to that now. She's just interested in joining the sports.

The silence broke not because of them but others around. They were students running about some to the courtyard some to the grounds of Hogwarts.

Angel looked around. Then to Tes again she chuckled shaking her head

"Well you look really weird if you just stand there you know?" Angel said with a smile

"You look cool you know, how come you're with the bad apples? Seems like a waste to me you can have way more friends if you didn't."

Angel looked at Tes waiting for an answer.
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I let her words sink in for a moment, she pretended she was all clever and knowing. I could see right through her. Probably thought that was her moment.

“I don’t think you’re much different.” she said

I raised an eyebrow, letting a faint chuckle escape, more for myself than for her, barely audible to her ears,

“ Is that so ? ” I asked , voice even , controlled . My eyes drifted in her direction .
I was very much different . I will let her know .
She laughed lightly at my earlier words about ambition.
“ Hah . . . I don’t pretend to hate nor do I actually hate ambitions . ”
I tilted my head slightly, listening. Her tone carried something rare. Something worth absolutely nothing. Never seen that before honestly.

“ I’m planning to join the duelling team . I liked fencing before, when I was a kid. Did you know?”
I allowed a small nod, letting her words linger in the air. I honestly couldn't care less , especially by this sudden exposure of life.
"Didn't ask. Don't care." I spoke finally, my tone sharp.

“Well, you look really weird if you just stand there, you know? ” she said, chuckling and shaking her head.
What does that even mean? We're both standing? Did she want me to just fly and take off.
I didn't say anything, my facial expression spoke for me, piercing cold, unbothered, sharp like an arrow

“You look cool, you know. How come you’re with the bad apples? Seems like a waste to me. You could have way more friends if you didn’t.”
Of course I am cool.
“Bad apples, huh…” I said, tone low, almost thoughtful, reminiscing something that did not yet happen “Friends? Please. Useless. I’d rather rely on myself than waste time on anyone else.”
It was true. I hated company. I only had a few people that were the closest thing to me to a friend. I don’t dislike their company, they just showed some value to me that this one didn’t.

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"That's crap-puccino"
Sta 5 | Eva 6 | Str 2 | Wis 7 | Arc 9 | Acc 6

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ANGEL DAYES

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dialogue: deep pink and bold
character: Angel Dayes
date: 29/3/26
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Angel could tell Tes didn't really like to have company. Angel was getting bored already but kept looking at the trophies.

It was clear she didn't want anything to do with her anyway. If so much as Tes didn't like company. Angel had to give it to her, she couldn't wonder how someone can wake up and decide to not have any friends, she too prefers solitude but not to that extent.

"Well that's a shame.. I think you assume too much." Angel said

"It's not bad to have friends you know? Isn't that why your with that other Slytherin girl last time?"

No silence this time the halls were busting with noise, which Angel liked. Her eyes still showed laughter wondering why Tes was so serious.

"I don't think you have any humor do you?" her eyes brighten as she said

"No offense it's fine if your the serious type but lighten up sometimes you know?"

Angel didn't really mind Tes's pensiveness.

"If you really think you can see through me then guess one think about me. If your correct I can be out of your hair." Angel added she didn't expect an answer she just kept reading the engravings on the trophies.

Tes didn't ask for a question but Angel wanted her to hear it anyway
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I let her speak.
Again. Gosh this girl really liked talking.
“Well that’s a shame… I think you assume too much.”
“It’s not bad to have friends, you know? Isn’t that why you were with that other Slytherin girl last time?”
Frends? I had loads of friends.
My expression didn’t change. Did she mean Jada? That was my roommate.
Then, slowly, my gaze shifted to her in an unimpressed manner.
“You're confused.. being next to someone and attachment are different.”
A slight pause.
“Just because I stand next to someone doesn’t mean I need them.”
My voice was calmer. If she thought I was with Jada
Her next comments was about me lacking humour.
I do have humour? My speciality being sarcasm.
“I have humour.” I replied, obviously faking me "sadness" over the statement, “It's just that not a lot are able to tell.”

My gaze looked up at the trophies, then back to her.

“If you really think you can see through me then guess one thing about me…”

What? That made me pause.
Then, slowly, I turned to face her fully.
I circled around her, studying her as a person, as a student, as a family member, as a future workers.
A few seconds passed before I spoke, still calmly walking around her in circles.

“You hate being wrong.”, that was for sure “You want recognistion, you're a perfectionist because you felt sooo left out when you were younger. You're different.”

I tilt my head slightly before I carried on, “You're a Damphir.” I said, finalising my point.

I held her gaze for a moment longer before finally looking away, back to the trophies as if the conversation had already lost its importance.
I've suspected she was something for a while. I mean, I've seen her interacting in others in corridors and other places, she always had this look in her eyes. And after a while, I was sure she was a Damphir. Now I didn't know if a lot of people knew, but that was for sure something she didn't want publicly announced.

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"That's crap-puccino"
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character: Angel Dayes
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Impressed, she wants to guess about Tes as well. Now thinking about it she saw plenty she's an open book as well.

The glass shined through as her eyes brighten. She thought she got her.

"Laurent Amaurie André Lavigne... heard of him. I saw his name in your little family tree I passed by when walking to our dorms. He's your cousin? Calls you by your nickname? Sissy or Essie? Based of your little notes in your family poster!" she chuckled

Now silence came again. This time much lighter and softer. The footsteps of students heading over to their studies, the hum of the wind and hummingbirds. She pondered what next. Tes always seemed stressed. Funny how that rhymed and Angel guessed it was true.

"You probably found books more easier than people, workaholic and you're emotionally closed off so you're seen as bitter and cold to people hm?" she asked calmly

Unlike Tes, Angel had patience and she always wants to understand those around her, and Tes was no exception, she did not want enemies and really she is different, something Angel had not realized before. Unlike plenty of other people in her own house she really didn't carry out the same mindset as the others, she believed anyone can start over and become something great muggle, half, pure didn't matter. One thing Tes did not catch was, she really isn't that much of a fighter that would explain why she did not want enemies and avoided fights often.

""Also, you're a little far off! Not desperate for being recognized, I am a perfectionist but atleast I'm honest about my flaws, you haven't realized yours probably." Angel said, this time bluntly

Everything that Tes said though was spot on, no need to tell her that anyways. Although it was strange how Angel could be comfortable, she was honest and was not afraid of being so. Anything is better than telling and living a lie. One thing Angel did not want was changing for the worse, that can be said for her truly, but was Tes the same?

""Don't mind more people knowing more about me. That's why I looked forward to being in this school." Angel turned as she said this this time she sighed and sat down.

Now really the only thing that can be heard was the glass moving.
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“Laurent Amaurie André Lavigne…”
I paused, slightly confused. There was really only one way where she could've gotten that information. There was a picture on my desk, in my dorm, locked off, where she couldn't have any access unless Jada was there, “Sissy or Essie?”

I exhaled slowly, “You went through my things.”. It wasn't really a question, more like a statement.

I let her continue anyway. She just proved she could read names. She couldn't know who Laurent was on a deeper level.
She talked about books. Workaholic. Closed off.
A faint tilt of my head followed, “You’re observant.” I eyed her up and down, “But not as accurate as you think.”, she reslly felt like she was throwing off gathered rumours at me.

"Also, you're a little far off! Not desperate for being recognized, I am a perfectionist but at least I'm honest about my flaws, you haven't realized yours probably." she replied
A small, humourless smile curved around my lips, "Honest about your flaws?"

Silence stretched again for a second.
I shifted my attention briefly to where she was, then back to the trophies, “And for someone who doesn’t want enemies” I said reading a carved name in the metal, “You’re very comfortable with crossing the boundaries.”

I walked around a bit, through the messy rows, almost pretending she wasn't really there, “Going through things that aren’t yours at places you shouldn't be. Deciding what kind of person I am.”
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Stamina: 5 | Evasion: 4 | Strength: 2 | Wisdom: 7 | Arcane Power: 9 | Accuracy: 3
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Finding it intriguing that Tes thought she would go through someone's own business. Perhaps it had been a bit too easy? Simple however it wasn't locked properly. It was easy access. Too easy maybe. Angel shook her head. It seems like what would be best was to end this quickly. Knowing Tes, she'd try to act so smart and witty. But definitely ambitious and shrewd she did look enchanted with the trophy carvings.

"I apologize. You didn't lock it properly last time. The poster and his name was the first I saw." the words came harshly like tides but it was soft like the waters. Blunt as ever.

"I could say the same thing for you. Do you decide on who you are because of others? Certainly a perceived coldness." she said the words floated like clouds

With that said there was some stuff that was entirely different from the two of them. One was sun, the other moon. Angel was lighter and bright, Tes was gloomy and fire. Angel was much more illuminated while Tes was the shadows. Yet perhaps there was a lot of stuff that they didn't know much about each other. Yet who knows? Rivals was much like it but again they probably wouldn't get too comfortable. This was interesting indeed.

"Didn't think I'd still be here
Just to make things clear"

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