First Year Nerves

Gwen walked down the corridor, heading towards the bathroom. She didn’t really have to use it, she was going there to waste time for the most part, having just finished two hours of studying. She was going to freshen up and dilly-dally before heading back to her dorm so she could change into loungewear so she could relax.

She turned a corner and then walked over to the girl’s lavatory, stepping inside. Gwen was instantly greeted by the sound of someone casting a spell.

It was colloportus, which seemed to be a locking charm, given the fact that the girl casting it cackled about locking the person on the other side of the stall inside like they seemed to have wanted. Although by the caster’s words it wasn’t exactly an act of bullying, her attitude was giving off malevolent vibes so Gwen decided to step in.

Gwen took a calm step towards the girl. ”Hey, why are you bothering her, what’s going on?” She squinted at the girl uncertainly, taken in her seemingly distraught state. Gwen wondered if she might try something on her for interfering but the person on the other side of the stall was crying so much that fear couldn’t get a firm enough grasp on her, feeling the need to be defensive.

“Why are you casting spells outside of class? You can get in trouble, especially if they catch you.” She meant they as in a teacher or Prefect because Gwen was also able to tell someone instead of possibly get into an altercation, but at the moment she felt like standing up. She wasn’t sure for how long though. This kind of stuff wasn’t her thing, dealing with bullies.

Green : talking
Purple : thinking

Watch her reaction and then leave, that's what the disable girl wanted to do. It would have been a way for her to take out her frustration without facing the consequence, since no one would have witnessed that she was behind the deed.
However it was not possible, a Hufflepuff came and seemed to want to defend the cry baby hiding behind the stall.
Hildegard did not want to resort to violence, it would indeed take her frustration out even more, and indeed give her the occasion to try out some of her new spells.
However she was not sure she'd get out victorious of it, and knew that it could get her in real trouble too, but she would resort to it, if she really had to, and even use her disability as an advantage that's how cunning she was.
So for now she would go for a more Slytherin kind of move, the limping girl smiled.

-Hey there dear friend ! There is a misunderstanding, I'm actually helping my friend here, the Slytherin said while tapping her walking stick on the stall's door.

- She wanted to be alone to, you know cry, so I helped her doing that, so now no one can see her, I mean you can see it's sort of embarrassing do you ? Anyway I don't think spell casting outside of class is forbidden so don't worry about it ! Hildegard said hoping the crying lady would be too busy crying to intervein about her lie.

-We should leave her alone for now, poor girl, can you hurry and do what you wanted to do and leave ? That would really be sweet of you partner ! By the way my name's Hildegard, Hildegard Schneider, what's yours ? Schneider added, while limping toward the exit a little.

Interacting with :@Gwen Blodgett
Mentioning :@Elaina Basset

Helping? How, she’s literally crying… The girl claimed that there was misunderstanding and even though Gwen was sure there wasn’t, she shrugged. She studied the girl, taking in her walking stick, green accents to represent the house of Slytherin, and her strange demeanor. Regardless of the girl claiming to do things to the girl out of benevolence, Gwen felt that her actions had been tainted with ill-will, really because her story was a little ridiculous.

“Uhm, I’ll leave when I want.” She said with a slight squint. ”Why didn’t you just leave her alone? It looks more like you’re bullying than helping,” said Gwen, but she wasn’t entirely sure since she just got there.

She noticed the girl inch towards the door and stepped back. She wasn’t sure what she could do to help, she hadn’t learn too much magic yet and she also didn’t feel like resorting to offensive. Gwen just wanted the girl behind to stop crying and find peace, or at least just be left alone. Maybe this Slytherin was actually her friend but Gwen would actually resort to comfort rather than fuel her friends problems. But maybe they had a weird kind of friendship Gwen just couldn’t relate to.

Since she wasn’t sure what she could do to stop her at the moment, Gwen went over to the stall that the crying girl was in, glancing quizzical at the Slytherin as she walked pass her. It was locked by magic so she just spoke from the outside. ”Do you need anything or do you really just want to be left alone? I’m willing to help if I can.

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Purple : thinking

Hildegard Schneider sighed, thinking of leaving here, but having an someone to release her frustrations on this easily was worth fighting a bit for.

- I told you she want to be left alone ! She's not in a state where she can reply properly right now can't you see ?! The Slytherin said with a harsher tone showing her irritation toward the dark skinned girl's insistence.

Schneider pushed her a little using her walking stick, not with force but still not gently.

-Beside, who are you ? I told you my name, so presenting yourself is the least you can do ! the first year remarked trying to change the subject of discussion.

-Geez if she continue to insist I will need to cast some jinx on her. She thought hesitantly.

- Why do you even care to begin with ? You don't know her do you ? The disable girl asked to Gwen.

Schneider took out grabbed her wand and got it out of the pocket, she was not planning to attack yet but she felt like the situation might get a bit more tense, so was just preparing herself, sometimes pointing or showing one's wand might be enough to calm the situation down, or so she thought.

Flipendo ! She incantated changing her mind.

-Bye losers ! She said while leaving the place.

Interacting with :@Gwen Blodgett
Mentioning :@Elaina Basset
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