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Ravenclaws... again... WHY? PV Sabrina Lyons

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Word Count: 409/200
Interacting with:
@Sabrina Lyons

Lauren: #2e5a25
Others: #84774d
Thoughts: italics
Date:
4th May, 2026
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A kick caught Lauren off-guard, sending her crashing down the bare, slippery stairs below.

Lauren fought for breath as her arms waved wildly, grasping for the handrail on the edge of the stairs. Her siblings, Arianna and Felix, stood gloating from a distance, giggling amongst themselves. As she gasped for air, dangling on the handrail with one arm, she opened her mouth to insult her siblings -- she could already find a witty retort -- but no sounds came out. She desperately needed to show them that she wasn't scared, and that Slytherins were better than petty Ravenclaws. She then thought of her Ravenclaw friends, then corrected herself. Only those Ravenclaws were malovelent. Yeah. In spite of her current situation, dangling from the handrail as she fought to regain her balance, she found herself nodding at her thought and wished that someone -- a prefect or a professor -- would come and get her siblings into trouble. That would wipe the smiles off their faces.

Lauren sighed with relief as she found her shoes touching solid ground. With a side-eye at her siblings, she released her grip on the handrail slowly and cautiously, more afraid than ever that the solid ground was an illusion; in truth, it was another trick her siblings played on her.

But you shouldn't be afraid! she told herself. Are you going to let some loser Ravenclaws get the better of you? As a Slytherin, your intelligence should surpass that of the Vanes family by a large chunk!

No! she replied to herself firmly. As she did so, her leg brushed a crooked stair, bits of it piercing her perfectly white flesh. A jolt of pain shot through her body, making her wince. As she bent down to sniff her leg, the crooked stair that had scratched her leg earlier sliced through her back, sending raw pain all over her body. She crumpled to the ground, making sure to distance herself from the creaked stair.

Why did this have to happen to her, of all people? What had she done to deserve such consequences? And why would her siblings get to gloat from a distance, free of any punishment? Life really wasn't fair.

As she thought it, a shrill scream erupted from her mouth even though she bit her lip as hard as she could.

"Save me from these beasts!"

Great, she thought. Now everyone in Hogwarts, including my petty Ravenclaw siblings, will think I'm a weakling! Yay, perfect.
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Last edited by Lauren Vanes on 9 May 2026, 13:39, edited 1 time in total.
𝓼𝓽𝓪 2 | 𝓮𝓿𝓪 3 | 𝓼𝓽𝓻 1 | 𝔀𝓲𝓼 8 | 𝓪𝓻𝓬 8 | 𝓪𝓬𝓬 8XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXlauren vanes | parselmouth
❝kill them with success and bury them with a smile.❞

Ravenclaws... again... WHY? PV Sabrina Lyons
Having a few minutes to spare between classes, Sabrina decided to occupy herself with an activity new to her roster but nonetheless excitable: going on a patrol.

It's been a little over two weeks since she's recieved the silver badge now pinned to her robes, right over her heart - a protective shield giving her the strenght to jump infront of danger and aid those in need. Or at least, theoretically speaking. There were not that many problems for her to resolve just yet, the majority of the few she did equivalent to slapping the wrist of a younger student. Although they usually stood eye to eye, due to her unusually small height, the combination of her longer stay at the magical school and the previously mentioned eye-catching badge meant she had little problem usurping authority over them.

She quite enjoyed that, actually. Having people listen when you call them out, feeling the lingering support of the entire Hogwarts staff backing up your every word and action. It was quick to get into the small raven's head. She didn't know it yet - skipping through the mostly empty halls, fingers often lifted to graze over her silly new acessory - but today would mark the day she'd first face a true challange in her new line of duty. Her carefree walk halted as a shrill reached her ears. Alarmed at it's message, Sabrina turned on her heel, jogging to the place it echoed from.

Once she arrived, a strange scene revealed itself to her - a girl clad in green, bleeding and on the ground, standing above her a pair from her own house, older and seemingly indifferent to the younger ones problem.

'Hey, I am Sabrina, Sabrina Lyons, Brie for short, a Ravenclaw Prefect,' she lead with her new way of introduction, gesturing to her badge, 'I heared you scream - what happened? Are you alright?' she would then approach the girl, kneeling next to her, sparing a questioning glance at the other two ravens present. Did they.. push her over the railing? No, that seemed excessive. Waiting for one of them to explain the situation to her, she regarded the blonde girl's injuries. She had a gash on her back and leg each, not too deep for a muggle to require stitching, but enough to spill the red liquid of life, 'that looks nasty, let me take a look at that. Don't worry, I am a member of The Healer Internship Program, I know what I'm doing,' she would wait for the slytherin's approval for inspection before reaching into her satchel, pulling out a small box with muggle band-aids, 'alright if I use 'em?,' she asked again, and if given the permission, used the cat-patterned blue pieces of plastic to cover the girl's injuries, 'they won't do wonders but it's at least something. I'll take you to the hospital wing so we can get that healed, alright?'
@Lauren Vanes

Ravenclaws... again... WHY? PV Sabrina Lyons
Image posted by the member
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Word Count: 380/200
Interacting with:
@Sabrina Lyons

Lauren: #2e5a25
Others: #84774d
Thoughts: italics
Date:
4th May 2026
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Pain clouded Lauren's vision. Her leg and back hurt like hell, and she felt as if she were fading into nothing. Beside her, the crooked staircase gleamed maliciously, with a strong sense of foreboding. But then she heard a voice -- one that mentioned the word "prefect".

Prefect? Finally! Someone's gonna save me from those petty beasts! Lauren imagined her siblings, staring at her with twisted smiles as they continued plotting, only for those grins to be wiped away by a prefect -- she didn't care which house -- whose authority gave them a present they would absolutely hate -- detention. Her eyes glinting, she managed a smirk as she sat upright, then saw a Ravenclaw right in front of her. With a glowing silver prefect badge.

She hesitated briefly for a second, wondering if this was her dislikable sister, Arianna's disguise, and that the badge had been stolen (she couldn't see clearly as pain threatened to blind her with every second). She scanned the Ravenclaw's surroundings with tremendous effort, then found that her siblings, Felix and Arianna, were hiding behind a ledge, peering at her and probably laughing malevolently right now as they witnessed her suffering. Her eyes gleamed with anger, then with renewed gratitude at the Ravenclaw prefect, who had introduced herself as "Brie".

Lauren breathed a sigh of relief as the Ravenclaw prefect came near, offering her bandages and to take her to the hospital wing. She didn't want to appear weak to Brie, nor did she want to look like a muggle to her friends when they saw the bandage -- but she knew that she had no choice. Reluctantly, she let the prefect put the blue bandages on her. At least they make the pain a bit more bearable. But she wasn't going to enter the hospital wing before justice was served.

Hi, I'm Lauren, and I'm so sorry for causing such a racket. You see, my siblings, Felix and Arianna --" she gestured to the ledge from where they were hidden and watching "absolutely hate me because of, um, family issues. They tripped me, causing me to fall, and then they're now hiding because they don't want to get caught."

Lauren hoped that it was enough to get them into trouble. Because she hated them just as they hated her.
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𝓼𝓽𝓪 2 | 𝓮𝓿𝓪 3 | 𝓼𝓽𝓻 1 | 𝔀𝓲𝓼 8 | 𝓪𝓻𝓬 8 | 𝓪𝓬𝓬 8XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXlauren vanes | parselmouth
❝kill them with success and bury them with a smile.❞

Ravenclaws... again... WHY? PV Sabrina Lyons
With a stray thought spared to the castle's elves, Sabrina waved her wand, casting a quick 'Scourgify' at the reddened stairs, nodding as the now bandaged hurt girl explained her view of the situation.

The raven looked up at where she presumed the other birds to be. From the glance she stole when first entering the scene, she assumed the two to be older than both her and the blonde snake. Now, older certaily didn't mean wiser nor less prone to evil, but it did mean that they had spend at least a few years in the house of inteligence. Considering that, surely they wouldn't do such a thing, only if for the fact that it would be a very dumb way to get caught. Giving them more credit than they deserved, she took a confident breath.

'Oi! Is at least one of you willing to explian themselves or do I need to get up there?' she adressed the two possible offenders. A few weeks ago, she could've taken the younger girl's side without hesitation, straining her vocals when scolding them. But back then she couldn't do more than verbally support the victims and possibly snitch on the perpetrators. Now she had to overdrive her instincts and imploy logic, rely on facts build on unshakable grounds... right? Her eyes slid from where the two were hiding and onto their younger sister. Fact check.

'You sure they.. threw you over the ledge?' she continued in a quiet voice that was meant to comfort but exposed her doubt in the younger student's words, 'You know, I understand that slipping down the stairs or falling from leaning over the edge might seem embarrassing, but it really isn't. It would be more embarrassing to blame someone else for it,' she pushed in whisper, unaware of how she sounded uncannily similar to those condescending, authoritative adults she so despised.
@Lauren Vanes
so sorry for the late reply!

Ravenclaws... again... WHY? PV Sabrina Lyons
Image posted by the member
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Word Count: 662/200
Interacting with:
@Sabrina Lyons

Lauren: #2e5a25
Others: #84774d
Thoughts: italics
Date:
4th May 2026
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A smile formed on her lips as Brie started to lecture her siblings -- no, not necessarily lecture, but question at the very least. This encounter had been one of the rare moments where the young Slytherin felt confident enough to block the thoughts of self-loathing. Perhaps it was due to the satisfaction of seeing her siblings get told off by a prefect and seeing the look of annoyance on their faces. At least, Brie didn't seem to have doubted her story. After months of being neglected by her family and doubting herself whenever she was slightly reminded of how they treated her and how it might have been her fault, Lauren was glad that at least someone seemed to be on her side, fully.

Her smile was wiped off when Brie turned to her and asked if she was sure that her siblings threw her off the ledge. Her eyes blazed in unmasked fury, not towards the Ravenclaw prefect, but towards her assumption that Brie would take her side. Of course she wasn't. Nobody ever would, she realised bitterly. Getting her hopes up had just made her even more doubtful. My family was probably right. I'm worthless, and no one would ever stick up for me. No one! she repeated in her mind.

She bit back a retort as Brie asked her if she was sure that her siblings threw her off the ledge. Of course she was! Vividly as ever, she could remember how the leg reached towards her, flicked upwards violently, and sent her flying down the stairs. Why did everyone have to doubt her?

Because you're worthless! a voice shouted in her mind. Nobody will ever trust you. Your life is a total mess, and even prefects won't help you -- at least, not noticably --

But she might just be helping them because they're Ravenclaws! You didn't want to get there, did you? But that was the sensible choice because they would torment you the whole time --

You deserve it! Your family must have hated you for a reason --

Never!

The last voice in her mind was greater than any other, yet the confidence didn't last long. Not long after, Lauren began thinking about what Brie had told her.

"It would be more embarrassing to blame someone else for it," she had said, her voice ringing in Lauren's mind. Did she mean that Lauren was embarrassing herself because of something her siblings did to her? Was she suggesting that all of this was Lauren's fault, and not her siblings? Or was she telling Lauren all this because she genuinely thought that Lauren would make it all up?

The Slytherin, given her house and combined with her rebellion, would appear as someone capable of deception. She was, indeed, but the young Slytherin valued honesty above all else (except justice, of course) because she had known what it felt when her family accused her of any negative action (both humanely possible and humanely impossible). She wasn't one to make up stories when asked; she would tell the truth except when she was deliberately trying to deceive someone. And all that would be centered around her family. She wouldn't harm another being... would she?

Maybe she would, but she hoped not. She remembered the time in the Slytherin Common Room when she very unfortunately sliced her arm, though that could be considered accidental. Blood had stained her robes then. And it also did now. She shuddered.

"Brie," she stared, hesitantly so, "I'm one hundred percent sure that they did push me off the railing. I could see them kicking me, and then the blood." She winced as she realised that she sounded quite unconvincing. "But I'm not making it up because I don't want to be like them. I hate them." She cursed herself as she heard how her words made her story seem even more unbelievable than it already was. Shit.

She held her breath as she waited for the prefect's reply.
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𝓼𝓽𝓪 2 | 𝓮𝓿𝓪 3 | 𝓼𝓽𝓻 1 | 𝔀𝓲𝓼 8 | 𝓪𝓻𝓬 8 | 𝓪𝓬𝓬 8XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXlauren vanes | parselmouth
❝kill them with success and bury them with a smile.❞
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