Taking a Turn Pv Eris Elcan Closed

Eris was minding her own business, lazily running a hand through her messy hair. The young girl had slept in, and barely had enough time to hop into her robes and run downstairs in time for her breakfast. Who needed their hair brushed anyways? Food was much more important than brushing one's hair. Eris was in a horrible mood, tired and pissed off from going to bed late last night, due to a multitude of other first years that had refused to sleep last night. Being a prefect, she had been forced to watch over them until they went to bed.

Scowling, Eris rounded another corner in the large Sottish Castle, heading for the Great Hall. She had but a second to let out a warning cry, seeing another girl walking straight for her. As if in a movie, Eris attempted to move out of the way, in slow-motion, only to feel pain in her chest, as the dark haired girl slammed into her.

"HEY!" Eris blinked, collecting herself, as white-hot rage ran through her. This girl dared to tell her off? She was the one that had ran into Eris. The girl should of said sorry, not hey!

Glaring at the girl, Eris shoved her away with un-prefect like violence. She had never been one for following rules. Staring at the girl with a face as red as her hair, Eris opened her mouth. "Watch it!"

Mariah stumbled back, shock and anger coursing through her body. Her cheeks bled to a blotchy red, her eyes darkening considerably when she straightened out.

"You watch it," she hissed back, using both of her hands to push the girl square in the chest. "You should probably take more care to where you're going!"

This woman was out of her mind! It wasn't Mariah's fault she didn't know how to keep her eyes open! She saw the flash of her perfect badge, but couldn't see past her rage to care. The red head was obviously a lousy prefect! Since when did "authority" figures put hands on the student body?!

Mariah's heart- was pumping, adrenaline sending tingles throughout her limbs and making her feel restless- itchy. Hindsight would later tell Mariah she probably should have let it go, walked on by without a second glance, but she was a prideful creature and no one pushed her without getting pushed back. She'd never stop thinking about it had she let it slide.

Mariah squared herself, arms loose at her sides, feet shoulder length apart, and prepared herself for retaliation. She was ready. Whatever the girl was going to send her way, Mariah was going to give back double.

The taller girl shoved Eris back, causing the short girl to lose her balance and fall square into the wall behind the two girls. The impact of the push and her fall into the wall only made Eris more angry. There was a feeling of blinding pain on her lower back was even more upsetting to Eris, as the pain bled into more rage.

The girl had pushed her even harder than Eris had. That wasn't okay. Weren't hufflepuffs supposed to be nice, and caring, and all that lousy boring stuff? THEY WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO HIT OTHER STUDENTS! That was Eris's job. At least when it came to nosy ravenclaws with brown hair and green eyes, who went by the name of Eri Windstone. That wasn't the point though.

Angrily, Eris pulled herself off the wall with a wince. That was going to leave a mark. She studied the other girl, who looked ready for a fight. Fine. Two could play at that game. Eris's face turned bright red, as she considered all the different ways to knock the hufflepuff down. She was going to make the other girl wish she had never messed with Eris. This thought sent a rush of vindictive pleasure through Eris, as she took a step towards the other girl than halted.

It wouldn't be a good idea to attack another student. Especially after punching Eri Windstone. She didn't want to lose her prefect position. Blood still rushing towards her face, Eris stood in front of the hufflepuff girl, considering if it would be worth it to hit the other girl.

They were obviously sizing each other up, the two of them. Mariah watched the Prefect's face bleed red. One could say that her hair and face indescernible they were so close in color. Mariah didn't particularly want to brawl in the corridor, but she also couldn't very well back out now. They had already laid hands and the only thing stopping Mariah was an outside force. It wasn't as though she wanted detention or docked points. It was just her glaring temper and wounded pride seemed to be at the forefront of her thoughts.

Besides, being a perfect didn't mean you could be a bully. She pushed first, she was the problem here, not Mariah. If Mariah happened to be the one to bump into her, so what? Mariah didn't throw the first push. Mariah didn't start it.

Had there been any other way to save face, she would have taken it. The fact of the matter was that there wasn't a way out that didn't result in Mariah keeling over. Besides, she decided, she needed a nice way to blow off steam. If the Gryffindor received the brunt of that, then so be it. It wasn't as though she didn't deserve it.

Eris's eyes widened, at the expression on the other girl's face, forgetting any sense of calm, prefect-like behavior. Her eyes flashed with indignant anger, much like lightning on a pitch black night. She couldn't recognize her own emotions and warnings to herself about not getting into trouble, as the girl sized her up, acting as if they were professional wrestlers about to get into a fight.

The way the other girl's eyes squinted when she glared at Eris reminded her of a pit viper's slit-like pupils. Eris gulped nervously, trying to contain her violent anger to no avail. A burning animosity was developing in Eris's dark brown eyes, making them look more amber than brown, the more she glared back at the angry hufflepuff.

The anger was turning into cockiness, that Eris normally didn't have. Drawling, confident that the hufflepuff wasn't going to hurt her. The other girl wasn't going to hurt her, and Eris wasn't going to attack another student. Even if the prospect of attacking seemed lovely. Eris would only attack again if provoked. That way, she wouldn't get in trouble for starting any fights. "Are you going to just stand there?" Eris drawled, lazily pulling out her wand.

More for effect. Eris didn't know any spells. None of the first years really did. But of course, it was still quite scary to see someone with a wand. If all else failed, Eris could just jam the wand up the other girl's nose. That always worked.

The girl goaded Mariah and her loose hands tightened into fists. She wasn't sure whether she was going to throw a blow but she tussled in the grass with her brother Dill throughout her childhood enough to know how to land one. She felt a bit of uncertainty grip her as the red-head pulled out her wand. Mariah had no idea how to use deuling spells. She'd never bothered to learn, being only a first year. From what she gathered, there was a club the school offered, but Mariah had never gone.

So there really was no choice then. She wasn't about to leave here with bunny ears atop her head or fur along her face. With a short cry, Mariah lunged forward. Not quite brave enough to punch, she shoved again, throwing her entire weight into the push, despite only being four foot four. She had aimed for center mass, hoping to throw the Gryffindor off balance. Whether she did or not would be determined. What stood at the forefront of her mind was that she acted and that both pleaded and scared her. Pleased because she hadnt laid down but scared because what would happen after she did what she did? What were the consequences?

Eris had made a mistake egging the other girl on. The look in her eyes promised violence of the worse kind. They were about to get into a fight, just outside of the great hall. That was going to be memorable. Not wanting to go down as the person who started the fight, Eris waited with a rapidly beating heart.

Eris had never been in a real fight before. Sure, she had punched Eri Windstone in the face. That didn't count though. Now here she was, about to get into her first real fight. Rage acting like a living, breathing thing inside of her, the incessant throbbing of her back after being thrown faded away, replaced by a dull roar in her ears.

She saw the blow a second before it came, and only had time to stow her wand into her pocket before the girl slammed into Eris with the force of her taller body. The goal had been to knock Eris off balance, and it certainly worked. Eris fell to the floor with a hard 'oomph' of pain. Mariah had gotten her good. Already her already pained back was hurting even more. She was going to get a nasty bruise out of this.

Struggling back up to her feet, Eris stared at the other girl with an expression of extreme loathing . She gave herself a moment to gather herself before charging the hufflepuff. Eris aimed a punch at the other girl's stomach, having read somewhere that it hurt more if you punched some one there.

In all of Mariah's rolling in the mud with her siblings, she had never been punched. She'd thrown her own left and right, but they were all bigger, older boys. If they punched Mariah, Daddy would have their hides. It was just a fact. Dill had accidentally elbowed her once when she was eight. It was a disaster.

"You did WHAT to your sister?!" Mariah had been clutching her bleeding nose, trying not to cry, because if she cried, Dill would get in more trouble and Mariah would feel even more guilty. Dill was grounded for a whole week after enduring a lecture about size difference and being careful.

So, when Eris landed that punch straight into Mariah's gut, knocking the air out of her with a whoosh, Mariah went down like bricks in water. She curled up, clutching her tummy with both hands, her face pink from lack of breathing, and fat tears clung to her eyelashes. It hurt far too much to be embarrassed. In fact, It hurt far too much for Mariah to even want to fight anymore at all. If all the punches felt like that, Mariah didn't want to be on the receiving end ever again.

Her punch had hit. A feat in it's self for the little red-headed girl. Before coming to Hogwarts, Eris had never even hit a person. Then she had hit Eri Windstone, and caused a bruise on the other girl's face. and now, she had hit a hufflepuff girl square in the chest. Before Eris could feel too victorious about her small miracle of hitting another girl without messing up, the hufflepuff girl had fallen dramatically to the floor.

Eris's expression turned to one of shock. She had never seen the follow through of a punch, and this was not what she was expecting. The hufflepuff girl had turned into a completely different person. Instead of a strong person willing to get into a fight, she was now curled up on the floor. Oh god, what had Eris done? She was clutching her stomach like it was the end of the world. So apparently getting hit in the stomach did hurt. A lot.

Feeling a pang of guilt in her own stomach, Eris knelt down on the ground near the other girl. "Are you alright?" It didn't occur to Eris that the other girl might be faking, as some children did. She looked to be in real pain. "I am so sorry. I didn't know I could punch that hard!" Eris muttered, guilt rising.