OOC Thread Sharing for people of different houses

That was the invitation Irina wrote as soon as she arrived at the dorm after winter break. She had spoken with her dormmate Beatrice and Elira, the three had agreed to arrange Narcissa Malfoy's first meeting in the dorm.

Once she had all the invitations made and ready to hand them out, Irina went to all the rooms and threw each thin sheet of parchment through the bottom of their doors. Hopefully everyone will receive one of those letters and will attend their meeting!

Irina and Beatrice's dorm was decorated in white, black and green in honor of their beloved Narcissa Malfoy. In the center of the room, between the two beds, there was a soft black blanket on the floor, surrounded by fluffy pillows and cushions in white, silver and green fabrics. In the middle, was a book with a bottle on top, ready to be spun.

Irina's desk had been cleared of all her painting and drawing supplies, while Beatrice's was empty of her usual stuff. They joined them, making room for all the treats, sweets and drinks. Both tables were covered with a dark green tablecloth, black candles were lit in silver candlesticks and a centerpiece was made with black and white roses.

Ree brought out some chocolate cupcakes and also green tea. She had placed the silver plate with the dark brown pastries on the table, as well as her white tea set. After that, she sat down on one of the pillows with her sketchbook. She started making some draws waiting for the others to arrive.

Elira walked into her empty dorm, with the book 'quidditch through the ages' in hand. She had just left the peaceful library, where she sat there reading for a couple of hours, trying to pass the time.

Once she closed the door behind her, she noticed a small, dark green invitation by her feet. It read:
Reducio

7th of january, 17:30. Virgin butterbeer and a tote bag full of honeydukes candy stood on her dormmate's desk, as she quickly got changed for the Malfoy dorm meeting that started in half an hour.
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Once Elira was finally dressed, she styled her hair with a magic curling iron her parents had sent her in the mail as one of her birthday presents, and left the room, tote bag over her shoulder and a big, heavy box of virgin butterbeer bottles.

She made her way to Irina and Bea's dorm, and struggled to knock on the door without dropping the box. Elira took a quick glance at her watch, and it read 17:54. She was a bit earlier than expected, but she was sure that would be alright.

a few days after break had ended, guinevere, who was playing with her cat in her dorm, noticed a dark green note slid under her door. after reading it, she was intrigued and planned to attend. as for snacks and treats, she would bring a packet of bubble gum and some every-flavor beans. when the day arrived, she tied her hair up in a knot, keeping her look: slytherin robes, her favorite black boots, and black flared jeans. she also planned to bring aeluin with her, as the blue-eyed tabby was a smart kitty and could sit on command. it was still early, so guinevere waited for a while to proceed to the hosting dorm. she knocked twice on the door, then waited for an answer.
“don’t run, aelu,” she said to her cat when she tried to run. “sit!” the cat paced around, then sat on its haunches. she hoped it would be okay to bring her cat; after all, there were many people in the malfoy dorms, and aeluin could get… hard to control sometimes, knocking things over and running around with a puffed-up tail. she picked up her cat and said to her, “save me some face, please.”

Beatrice looked into the mirror, brushing out her hair in a calm, almost zoned out way. She stood in one of the shared bathrooms that you could enter from the shared dorm space. For Beatrice, that was the Narcissa Malfoy dorm. She had taken a shower and just gotten out a few minutes ago. Dressed in comfortable clothes, Beatrice was now attampting to braid her hair so she would have waves in the morning. Before she had left her dorm, Irina and her had decorated it and set out a variety of snacks. Irina brought cup cakes as well as green tea while Beatrice brought sweet and salty snacks from home. She had gotten several chocolate frogs and other sweets and of course money envelopes from her parents rich friends, at the Dupont Ball as Christmas gifts.

One may wonder why the two girls had decorated their dorm and set out food. Well, today was going to be the first Narcissa Malfoy dorm meeting. Irina had made super cute invitation cards and slipped them under everyone's door.

Once Beatrice's thick dark hair was braided into one long braid, she took everything that she needed to take back and walked out of the bathroom. Her legs carried her through the communal dorm space and into one of the small halls that Irina and Beatrice had their dorm in. When she saw someone standing in front of it, Beatrice immediately stopped walking. There were already two girls standing in front of her dorm. One girl seemed to be talking to her cat and the other was struggling to hold onto a box. Beatrice took a deep breath before continuing to walk.

»Hello!« Beatrice said with a small smile, stopping next to the two girls. She suddenly felt rather weird in her comfortable pyjama like outfit. The two other girls were very pretty and both dressed better than Beatrice. »You don't have to wait outside, you can just go in.« she said, opening the door and walking in. She wasn't quite sure if the two girls would follow her, so she turned around after a few steps. »Oh, I'm Beatrice by the way!« when Beatrice turned back around, Irina was sitting on one of the pillows. Beatrice felt very relieved that Irina was also wearing her pyjamas. A smile formed on her lips as she put her stuff away and then sat down next to Irina.

»You can put your stuff down anywhere you would like.« Beatrice said to the girl holding a box and then looked at the other girl. »And of course you can both sit down.« she said to both. »Your cat is super cute.« Beatrice smiled, trying to make the two more comfortable.

Elira stood by the door patiently, with another girl who she didn't recognize, speaking to her cat in a foreign language. Her cat was cute: a tabby with gorgeous blue eyes. The girl herself was really pretty too, with long dark brown hair, which looked like it was styled as a wolfcut. She was quite tall, standing at about 5'6 170cm, which was approximately 3 inches taller than her.

"Cute cat you've got there." Elira said, smiling.

Just then, another girl, dressed in a cozy pyjama-like outfit, stopped in front of them. This girl also had lond dark brown hair, braided. She seemed nervous, perhaps embarassed even. Elira tilted her head a bit to one side, and flashed the girl a grin, trying to show that she wasnt as intimidating as she looks. The new girl gave them a quick greeting, before introducing herself as 'Beatrice', and let them into the dorm, where another girl, with purple-dyed hair, sat on one of the pillows.

"Hey. I'm Elira, nice to meet you guys." Elira said, giving the girls a quick introduction and placing the box of butterbeer down, along with her totebag. "I love how you decorated this room, you're really killing it with the narcissa theme!"

the door opened and a girl in comfy-looking clothing stepped out, introducing herself as beatrice and telling her and the girl besides her that they could come in. inside the dorm, guinevere found it was very nicely decorated, which guinevere liked. the other girl introduced herself as elira, which meant it was her turn to speak.
“awh, thanks,” she said first to the two girls as they gave her aeluin compliments. “I think your name’s very pretty,” she told elira with a smile. “i’m guinevere russetwood. I really like the decorations too. it looks great!”
she came in and saw another girl, presumably irina, if she remembered correctly. she set her packet of gum and every flavor beans on the table and sat down on the carpet, which was surprisingly soft. aeluin had trotted into the dorm after her, and was curiously sniffing the air, padding around the floor, and meowing. guinevere realized she should probably also introduce her cat, if she would be staying for the whole time. “this is aeluin, my cat, by the way. shes around two human years old, and can be quite a handful at times. shes a real angel until she knocks the ink pot over on the floor.”

Saturday was probably one of Jannette’s favorite days, but for some reason, this Saturday felt a little different. While the Niffler enjoyed the adventures she had during her Winter Break it sucked that she really only had one day left till everything was back to normal: classes, the school being packed, homework, and worst of all, fixing her sleep schedule (which she still hasn't done!). Even with all these annoyances, maybe it’ll feel like a typical Saturday after the cute invitation her friend, Irina Sousa sent to all the girls in the Narcissa Malfoy dorms. The invitation was enticing; a game of Truth or Dare!

Heading to the dorm with her kitten in hand, Jannette would knock on the door, though it would be pointless as she’d just open the door anyways, and peek her head inside.. “Ooooh, t'ank Merlin!~'”1 She'd sigh in relief, “Oi though’ i’d be in duh wrong dorm fer some reason.”2 She chuckled, as a toothy grin appeared on her face. She’d look around to her surroundings, she noticed Irina, and Beatrice but not the other two Slytherin girls. Her eyes would continue to roam before entering the room, her green eyes now set on a new prize, “OOooUuuu cupcake!~” Jannette would take the chocolate cupcake, ignoring if there were any plates, and begin to take off the papery cup. The Niffler would then pinch half of the chocolate cake off and puts it on top of the frosting, making a chocolate cupcake sandwich! She’d then take a bite with her one hand, make yummy sounds as chocolate crumbs would fall on the floor. Yeah, this was definitely worth it!

Sitting down crisscross applesauce on the pillow and place Melrose on her lap. Jannette’s mouth opens in the form of an ‘O’ shape, as she’d lean her head forward and just look as if she was mesmerized by Guineveres cat, “Well HI there baby!~'' Jannette sings in a high pitch voice,, “Awww she’s such uh swee’ie!!!~”3 While saying that, Melrose (Jannettes cat), would take a peek from Jannettes lap, wondering what the heck all the fuss is about and now Melrose understood why! It was another cat, and Melrose eyes would grow wide as she’d do the opposite of her owner and pull her head back a little and just started to stare into Aeliun soul. “Ooooh oi’m Jannette by dah why – pleasah t’mee’ yah t'ree, especially t'is li'le cu'ie roigh' 'ere!~"4 She'd coo toward Aeliun, before looking down to her orange tabby kitty, "‘n t'is is Melrose.”5 Jannette begins to pick up her cat, and hoists her into the air like she was Simba from the Lion King. "She can be a li'le shy aroun' new faces..."6 But Melrose wasn't having any of it, instead, Melrose just gives a rather grouchy look toward Aleiun, as she'd wait for her owner to put her down.

Those two would will get along just fine!

Thorn had been excited ever since she had got the invitation to the first Malfoy dorm meeting. It would be a good chance to meet new people and bond with Rina and Jannette. She knew Rina and her hadn't gotten off on the right foot so maybe that would change during the meeting. Besides she loved truth or dare, I mean what Slytherin doesn't! Her brothers had actually encouraged her to go to the meeting which was weird since they barely let her out of their sight. Maybe it was because Cobra was all over Rina which now that she thought about it was kind of gross since he was a 7th year. "Welp, Basilisk had always said he was headed for Azkaban one way or another.

"Hello my fellow Slytherins!" She said waving as she entered the room. She gazed around at the group. She saw Jannette and Rina, that's when her eyes settled on a certain girl. She was drop dead gorgeous, she was dressed in all white and had her hair in a braid. Thorn could feel her face getting hot. She quickly dropped her gaze to the floor and shuffled over to Rina and Jannette and plopped down between the two. "Is my face still red" she asked Jannette and Rina patting her face. She spotted some a box of butterbeer and quickly grabbed one chugging it hoping it would make her face less red.

Ava listened quietly as Colin and Guinevere tried to get some of them out of trouble. Oddly, Jannette looked the most afraid as if this detention held her life sentence. Ava liked Guinevere’s argument the most, probably because it included her, but she noticed one person both arguments had missed.
“I completely agree with Colin and Guinevere, prefects. I mean, mostly Guinevere but that doesn’t matter. Some of us,” She pointed at Jannette and Beatrice then very very slowly moved her finger to Irina. Ava wasn’t very happy about that last edition, to be honest. “But both of them missed someone who also did nothing and has been nothing but helpful. Elira.” Ava smiled at her roommate, feeling a lot better once she said it. Her vision didn’t seem as clouded and her cheek didn’t ache so much. “Also, I don’t think it’s fair to say that me and Guinevere got in trouble because we were defending ourselves. I really did no damage.” Ava did sigh heavily at that, she would really like to punch Lucian where it hurt. “And Guinevere was protecting me. I don’t think we even broke any rules.” Ava tan through the rules the prefect had said they had broken. It was Cassandra who had spoken them, and Ava was the least bit familiar with her, though probably not friendly after her she had treated her. Cassandra had also been the one to bust them jumping into the lake earlier that year, so she probably didn’t like Ava very much. She was beginning to like Cassandra though, because of the little rant she had about not hitting a girl. Ever. Ava thought about the rules broken and was pretty sure Lucian had broken every single one except for the weapons one. Ava smirked at him, though she hid it from the prefects line of sight.

Rina just had sit on one of the fluffy pillows on the floor when she heard a first knock on the door followed by voices outside her dorm. Soon, before she could got up to open the door, Beatrice entered the room. Behind her, where two more girls. Irina recognized them from seeing both before, but never had introduced herself. “Hey there! Welcome to out dorm!” Irina said happily smiling at them. With a movement of her hand she mentioned the circle of pillows and cushions, “Please feel comfortable and take a seat!”. Beatrice came over her and seated down next to her while saying her name to the girls. Irina thought she should follow the example, “I’m Irina Sousa, in case you don’t know it yet! But you can call me Rina or Ree!” The tall brown-haired girl said her name was Elira. She had bought butterbeer! “Oh Merlin you’re genius Elira! Love those!” Irina said enthusiastically getting up to go pick one of the bottles. Then opening it and after take a sip she turned to the other girl that was saying her name was Guinevere and her adorable cat was Aeluin. “I love your cat’s name Guinevere! And she looks lovely!” Irina said smiling brightly at the beautiful tabby feline, “And…well! That’s say she’s not the only one having troubles with ink pots! Right Bea?” Irina asked playfully to her dorm mate making a funny grimace, while returning to her pillow next to her friend.

Another knocked was heard and the door was immediately open and a brunette head with round glasses just popped up from behind it. Obviously she had brought Melrose with her! “Hi Janny! Yeah those cupcakes are delicious aren’t they?!” Irina asked with a malicious glint on her eyes. “Hi Melrose! How are you?” She asked while patting her softly at her cheeks.

After a while, another familiar voice came to her ears, Thorn Cullen had also arrived. Irina sighed heavily before letting her hand fall from Melrose and turn her eyes towards the other purple-haired girl “in the house”! The expression she saw in the other tho, caught her a little by surprise, was she blushing? Why? Ree followed the girls gaze and her own eyes landed on Beatrice seated at her right side. Oooh Bea? A mischievous smile formed on the curly-haired Slytherin's face. Irina took another sip on her butterbeer to cover her laugh and what she had just found out about the purple devil. "Is my face still red?” Thorn asked while plopped down on the pillows between her and Jannette, “No, not at all!” Irina answered ironically. “So what do you say,” she started towards all the girls there,”should we start spinning our bottle?” She knew exactly what she wanted to do if fortune was on her side and the bottle picked Thorn as her first “victim”!

One of the Girls introduced herself as Elira. Eliras had brought butter beer and she also complimented their dorm. Irina had done much more in the Dorm than Beatrice, she really was amazing and the place was in fact decorated beautifully. The other girl that had stood in front of the door introduced herself as Guinevere Russetwood. She seemed a tiny bit older than Beatrice and the others, which led her to the conclusion that Guinevere was probably a second year. She introduced her cat, Aeluin and said something about knocking over Ink Pots. Her gaze immediately met Irina's, who was getting herself a butter beer. “And…well! That’s say she’s not the only one having troubles with ink pots! Right Bea?” Irina asked in a playful tone and Beatrice immediately started grinning. Before she could say anything tho, another knock could be heard. Jannette's head followed the knock, as the brown haired girl stuck her head through the door. Beatrice grinned at Jannette while she wandered over to the Cupcakes, taking one and eating it. Apparently Jannette had also brought her cat because a orange tabby kitty entered the room with her.

After a while, another Person entered the room. Beatrice frowned as the girls face turned red and she sat down between Irina and Jannette. Had she seen this girl before? She seemed so familiar but after such a big amount of Balls that Beatrice had attended over the holidays, a lot of people started to seem familiar.

Beatrice stood up, getting herself one of the cupcakes that Irina had brought and took it with her to where she had been sitting, plopping down on the pillow again. She took a generous bite and met eyes with one of the cats. Which one was which again? Aeluin or Melrose? Either way, the cat was staring at her. ”Should we start spinning our bottle?” Beatrice was very glad that Irina had spoken up because it allowed her to look away from the staring cat and at her friend.

»Yes we should, once the others arrive, they can just join!« Beatrice said once she had swallowed her bite. They tasted very good but something was slightly off. What had Irina put in these? Was that a hint of some herb? She decided to not think about it too much and just continued to eat the cupcake.

“Oh Merlin you’re genius Elira! Love those!” the purple-haired girl said, and Elira smiled. "No problem!" she responded, and took a bottle for herself, popping it open, and taking a sip.

Sitting on one of the pillows awkwardly, Elira looked round. She hadn't really talked to any of these girls before: and they all seemed to know each other really well.
'I should leave.. I dont belong here, everyone knows each other so goddamn well...' she thought, shifting her position on the pillow.

Just then, another girl came in, and her face turned bright red, her eyes on Bea.
"Is my face still red." the girl said, and spotted the box of buttebeer, quickly grabbing one.

”Should we start spinning our bottle?” Irina spoke up, addressing all the girls.
"Yes we should, once the others arrive, they can just join." Beatrice said.
"It wouldnt hurt to start now.." Elira said, reaching for a cupcake, and taking a big bite. "these are so good!" elira mumbled, mouth full, then flushed red with embarassment.
"Sorry, i must seem like a total pig right now-", she said after she swallowed. "What's in these?"

I finished the last letter to my grandfather and hopped out of bed, I grabbed my glasses and slipped them off my face before hopping out of bed. I remember Ree telling me about the truth or dare game! “Hey buddy,” I greeted Spyro with a grin, I picked him up and placed him on my chest, his small claws digging into me. “Not so tight bud,” I whispered in amusement. I loved my pet, he was nice company for when I am reading booms late a night. Coconut, the Niffler my grandad bought me, is amazing too!

I looked in the mirror and grinned, raking my hand through my hair. I bit my lip, she will be there. Need to look nice for her. I ruffled my hand through my hair. Quietly, I made my way to the dorm and knocked on the door before opening. “Hey guys, Ree said I could join?” but I phrased it more like a question. I looked around, there were quite a few people I had never spoken to before in here and I cleared my throat, playing with my ring. “Hello everyone,” I was glad that I knew a few people. “Can I play?” I asked nervously.

”oh! thanks,” she said when irina complimented her cat’s name. when she had first bought aeluin, the name immediately came into her head, like a spark of inspiration.
seeing everyone else taking bottles of butterbeer, guinevere decided to open one for herself, too.
“no! you don’t seem like a pig at all,” she said to elira, who was looking quite awkward. she took a cupcake and bit into it. “i haven’t tasted this flavor before,” she noted. “what is it?” she asked irina and beatrice.
“yes, I think we should start now,” guinevere put into to the group. “who wants to start-” she trailed off as the door opened and a boy entered. she blinked a few times, not believing her eyes and ears when he said irina had said he could come.
“um, not to be rude, but this is a girls dormitory thing? and if I remember correctly, rule twenty-six: no going into other gender’s dorm areas. sooo,” she trailed off again, realizing she probably sounded like some kind of bratty upperclassman who thought she was better since she was older.
she was always more-or-less bothered when rules were broken, just like how she believed promises shouldn’t be broken, but decided not to mention that, to keep the peace.

A girl spoke first, I don’t really know her at all and haven’t seen her in classes so she may be in another year. She looked at me when I entered and said, “Urm, not to be rude, but this is a girls dormitory thing? And if I remember correctly, rule twenty-six: no going into other gender’s dorm areas. Soo,” she trailed off while I stood there like a deer in headlights.

My chest tightened in anxiety.

They were just staring and that girl made me feel like an idiot.

“Well- well- well yeah, I- I know that. But no one saw- saw me! And Ree said I could come, right Ree?” I looked desperately at Ree, trying to breathe normally through the embarrassment.

A sudden thought shot into my brain and I wished it hadn’t.

What if she did this on purpose? Ree knows from the time we pranked Colin that we aren’t allowed in other peoples dorms, she knows that! So… so maybe she only told me I could come so that she could laugh at me when I got rejected. Again.
“You know what I mean, Lucian!" he hissed, pushing me against the wall. His voiced lowered, "You’re a filthy half-breed, Mornstern. Aimee was right about you.

She set you up. She sussed something out, you weren’t normal. There was something… something about you she didn’t like, so she asked me to befriend you. She’s a Slytherin if you hadn’t guessed already," as he spoke, it was like someone stamped on my heart.

"You- you were just faking it?" I asked, and I suddenly stopped feeling like I was going to cry.

I bit my lip and stroked Spyro who was still on my chest. I cleared my throat and adjusted my glasses. “I’ll go if you want me to, sorry to- to erm… I don’t know just- just sorry,” I whispered, head down and about to leave. Idiot

To Beatrice's surprise, Lucian suddenly entered the dorm. She looked up at him with a smile which went over to a frown. How did he get here? Was this even allowed? Guinevere apparently thought of the same thing, 'cause she started speaking up.

“um, not to be rude, but this is a girls dormitory thing? and if I remember correctly, rule twenty-six: no going into other gender’s dorm areas. sooo,” Beatrice noticed that she seemed a little bothered, but so did Lucian.

“Well- well- well yeah, I- I know that. But no one saw- saw me! And Ree said I could come, right Ree?” Lucian tried to defend himself. Beatrice looked at Irina and back at Lucian. Should she say something about this?“I’ll go if you want me to, sorry to- to erm… I don’t know just- just sorry,” the boy put his head down and was obviously about to leave. Beatrice felt awful about Lucian obviously feeling bad, which caused her to find her voice again.

»It's okay Lucian. You can stay. Everyone is welcome here.« Beatrice smiled at the boy but also at Guinevere. She didn't want to make her feel bad, she did have a point in this but for now Beatrice was happy that Lucian and the others were here. It was Irina's and Beatrice's dorm after all, they could decide who stays and who goes.

»Do you want to sit down? We were about to start?« Beatrice asked , tapping the pillow beside her. She was still smiling which felt very very very odd to her since she usually didn't smile that much.

guinevere furrowed her brow at lucian’s words, still unsure. she wrinkled her nose slightly when the boy started looking dejected. come on! where was the air of importance? if he had the gut to trespass, where was the gut to stand up to her?
what kind of people are the sorting hat putting into slytherin these days? she thought, then regretfully thought she was being somewhat harsh. by the looks of it, beatrice would allow lucian to stay. guinevere would be wary of them now. guinevere’s dignity was greatly butchered, but no worries, an emotionless face and a straight back would cover the wound. if her memory served well, guinevere would realize there were two older prefects also in the malfoy dorms. if they chose to come, lucian would be busted, anyways. not her problem.
“come,” she said to aeluin. “be wary of everyone in this room right now,” she warned her cat in korean, so they wouldn’t know. she also covered her tone in a cheery coo, so they would think she was simply playing with aeluin. her smart feline seemed to understand the message; she padded to her owner and stared hard at lucian as he made his next move, her deep azure eyes tracking him like a predator.
“yes, that’s enough distractions for now. let’s start.” guinevere’s plan was simple. reveal as little as possible. give short answers to truths, and try to dig up as much dirt as possible with short questions and dares. okay, she might be overreacting, but it didn’t hurt to be careful, and it wouldn’t be a negative to remind them that no one. butchered. her. dignity.
in the end, she was here to have fun, wasn’t she? at this thought, guinevere would slightly relax.

Ava was surprised when she found an invitation slipped under her door one day. Elira was out, probably studying or something. Ava flipped open the invitation and read it to herself. It sounded cool to her, but mostly Ava was surprised Irina had invited her, they weren’t exactly besties. Maybe she didn’t know Ava was in this dorm? Ava decided she would go anyway. She left the invitation on Elvira’s desk next to all the art supplies. Ava wouldn’t be surprised if she never saw it, with all the clutter.

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Ava scrambled to find something to wear. Nothing seemed to make sense for the occasion. She needed something comfy and casual, but not like pajamas. Maybe a pair of jeans and a T? She settled for some partially ripped jeans, a chain to go on the jeans, a planet necklace, a planet shirt and some green string bracelets for each wrist. Not the most comfy outfit, Ava decided once she took a seat on her bed, but not the worst. Ava flipped open a book to pass the time before the event.

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Ava read for awhile. Maybe for too long. Actually, definitely for too long. By the time she arrived there seemed to be something already going on.

“So sorry I’m late!”

Ava looked from shocked face to shocked face in confusion.

“Am I interrupting something?”

To Elira's surprise, a purple haired boy entered the room, and Beatrice, not to mention Guinevere, seemed surprised. And confused.

“um, not to be rude, but this is a girls dormitory thing? and if I remember correctly, rule twenty-six: no going into other gender’s dorm areas. sooo,” Guinevere spoke up and Elira just flicked her gaze from the girl, back to the boy, who seemed extremely flustered.
“Well- well- well yeah, I- I know that. But no one saw- saw me! And Ree said I could come, right Ree?” he said desperately, “I’ll go if you want me to, sorry to- to erm… I don’t know just- just sorry,” the boy put his head down and was about to leave.

"It's fine, stay. What's breaking some rules gonna do?" Elira spoke up, and smiled at the guy, then took another sip of her butterbeer, moving her bangs out of her face.

»Do you want to sit down? We were about to start?« Beatrice asked , tapping the pillow beside her.

A couple minutes later, the door to the room opened yet again, and Elira looked up. It was her dormmate, Ava.
“So sorry I’m late!” the girl said, then her face changed from a shocked face, to a shocked face in absolute confusion. Was something wrong?
"Hey Ava! Glad to see you made it." Elira said with a friendly smile.
“Am I interrupting something?” Ava spoke again, and El shook her head.
"malfoy dorm meeting, and you're my doormate, and we're both in the malfoy dorm, so come sit down." she said, patting the pillow beside her.

The scritching of quill on parchment provided a soothing background for Colin's thoughts. They wandered, as they often did, towards the beautiful girl who had stolen his heart, Clair. It had been a lazy Saturday afternoon in January, just perfect for some meditation and pondering on the wonder of life and all the events of his second year so far. And how many of them had been shaped by the most important girls in his life at school, Clair, the girl he loved and AngelFyre, the girl he'd chosen as his closest friend.

The scritching stopped. It had been coming from Luci's part of the dorm. Colin arose from his reverie and took a deep breath. The soft sounds of a boy getting out of his bed could be heard, as well as some muffled conversation. Definitely Luci. Colin wondered what the first year Wolf was up to. Probably no good! And if that was the case, Colin would be very interested indeed to find out what it was!

He sat up in his own bed and watched through the partially closed curtains as his friend and brother Wolf messed around with his hair. Colin rolled his eyes dramatically. He straightened the collar of his shirt and arranged his look. Colin shook his head. What some boys won't do to impress a girl! He reckoned that Luci and Rina were circling each other the way he and Clair were. Colin smiled at the thought. He knew very well that Luci would roll his eyes and shake his own head and poke fun at Colin's own courtship!

As soon as Luci turned to head for the door that led out into the corridor, Colin smirked and his own bare feet landed silently on the wooden floor. He didn't bother messing with his hair or fixing the wayward collar and buttons of his shirt. He also didn't want to get too close to Luci in case he was planning something sneaky! The scent of his pack brother lingered in the corridor. Colin followed. Easy!

Luci was a smart boy, a cunning Wolf. Some areas of the corridor held his scent strongly --- places where, perhaps, the other boy had stood for a moment considering the next move or checking to see if the way was clear of obtrusive Prefects and Dogooders. Not that Colin himself was a bad boy, but, he did appreciate the fine art of sneaking!

He heard a soft knock on a door just around the corner. He poked his head around. Lucian.

Standing at the huge portal that marked the boundary between Boydom and Girldom --- the gateway that led into the mysteries of the dorm of the Noble Narcissa Malfoy. Colin was impressed! He knew Rina lived there. Undoubtedly, Luci was going to repay her recent visit to the dorm of the Noble Regulus Black. Colin's smirk broadened. This was going to be fun!

He waited a few moments. Patience, lad! Let him get comfortable. Let him think he's safe! The smirk spread across Colin's face as the plan coalesced in his mind. He silently padded down the corridor and taking a quick look up and down its dim length, slipped into the Malfoy Dorm. He quickly took in the sight. He knew Jannette and Thorn and Rina and Ava and recognised fellow second year Guinevere. They'd never really met or talked or anything outside of class. But it was Luci he headed for. Colin tried to fake an English accent and make his voice as low as he could make it. Admittedly, that wasn't very low, but he did try hard to make himself sound like a Prefect.

"Lucian Mornstern! What are you doing in the girls' dorm? Do you know how many school rules you're breaking right now?" Colin clapped his left hand onto Luci's shoulder and gripped it as hard as he could, trying not to bust out laughing! Who was he to talk about breaking school rules?

well. it seemed elira would be siding with the boy, too. she clenched unclenched fists at her side, then drank some butterbeer.
just then, yet another girl entered. seriously, where were all the second year students?? this girl seemed to be elira’s roommate, as elira motioned for her to sit next to her. as if someone had heard her think, the door opened again, and she recognized colin, a second year in some of her classes.
speak of the devil, and he shall appear, she thought, amused, as he pretended to be a prefect and grabbed the other boy by the shoulder, speaking in a thick english accent.
someone's in trouble, she thought with mock-surprise. most likely, colin was simply teasing the younger boy.
she grabbed a piece of her gum and popped it into her mouth, feeling highly entertained at this sudden turn of events. perhaps the second year boy would drag lucian out by his collar. that would be the talk of the year!
she blew a bubble with the gum, which she popped and continued chewing as gracefully as she could.
"so, the game? are you joining?" she asked colin. honestly, she didnt care at this point. might as well call over all the boys to take part in the game. "its truth or dare."

They had all just agreed to start when someone else came in to the dorm. This time was a boy, Luci. Rina smiled brightly when she saw her friend at the door. She had told him about the meeting and said that he could be joining if he wanted. After all it's her and Bea's room, so with her authorization what would be the problem? “Hey guys, Ree said I could join?” The boy greeted her before greeting everyone else and ask if he could play. Rina was about to answer him, but Guinevere talked first. She was not very pleased to have a boy joining them and breaking the dorm's rules. Irina felt her smile fade and surprise took over her expression at hearing the girl's statement, Who is she? A Goody-two-shoes? In Slytherin? Irina thought sarcastically.

Lucian looked at her desperately, probably thinking or feeling the same as her, “Well- well- well yeah, I- I know that. But no one saw- saw me! And Ree said I could come, right Ree?” The boy said in his defense. "Right! Obviously you can be in my room!" Ree said with the emphasis on the word 'my' and glancing at Guinevere. Even if the girl was older then her, Irina felt that in her space she was still the one in charge! Only Bea could also have a word to it, since the room was hers too. "It's okay Lucian. You can stay. Everyone is welcome here." Beatrice said smiling at him and at Guinevere. Then invited Luci to take a seat on the pillow next to her. Irina felt grateful to her dorm mate and she smiled at her, "Thank you!" She muttered to Bea.

“So sorry I’m late!” Someone said at the door. Irina turned her head to immediately look to the familiar face that was standing there, “Am I interrupting something?” Ava asked. First Thorn, now Ava...why would they choose this dorm too? Fate is a fun killer sometimes! Irina thought feeling a little frustrated. But soon that feeling went away, when another of her closest friends had arrived. He got behind Lucian a hand on the dark-haired boy's shoulder and a weird English accent. Rina understood he was pretending to be a prefect and couldn't stop herself from fall into chuckles, "Common Colin, even with a funny voice we can tell it's you for miles and you know that!" she reminded him with a smirk.

"So, the game? are you joining?" Guinevere asked to the older wolf boy, "its truth or dare." she finished explaining him what game they were about to play. "Woah! That's a true Narcissa Malfoy's dorm mate!" Irina said grinning at Guinevere. "Okay! So, lets start!" Irina said feeling playful and happy among her friend and...well...her almost friends! "I can go first!" she said, reaching further at the center of the soft dark blanket and spinning the bottle. It landed on Elira. Rina smiled mischievously at the brunette girl, "Soooo...lets make a truth to start then!" she said pausing to think about the question she wanted to make, "What is, in your opinion, the worst professor?".

at irina’s sarcastic words, guinevere felt that if she was a cat, her ears would flatten and she would straight up claw that girl. if you specify it’s a girls dorm meeting, why even bother if you’re going to invite a boy straight after? when irina glanced over, guinevere gave her a flat poker face right back, and scoffed when she muttered, “thanks,” to beatrice under her breath. okay, guinevere wasn’t in charge here, and it was a fact everyone knew. guinevere decided to chill off the annoyance by blowing another bubble, and almost spat it out when irina had this sudden change of mood and started saying how she was a “true narcissa malfoy dorm mate”. what do you mean, true dorm mate??
ive been staying in these dorms for a full year more than you, she sneered in her head. alrighty. the game would start, and the first round was from irina to elira, with the former asking elira which professor was the worst.
guinevere coughed to hide her snicker. that? boring!
skip to the fun questions, she thought. to pass time until her turn, guinevere mentally decided what she would ask or dare each person in the group to do. she simply hoped her dignity would not face more butchering in this nightmare of a dorm meeting.

"Lucian Mornstern! What are you doing in the girls' dorm? Do you know how many school rules you're breaking right now?"
Elira looked up, and realised that another boy had entered, clapping his left hand on Lucian's shoulder, and speaking with a very thick brittish accent.
"Common Colin, even with a funny voice we can tell it's you for miles and you know that!" Irina spoke, smirking.
"so, the game? are you joining?" Guinevere said to the newcomer, who Elira deducted was called Colin. "its truth or dare."
"Woah! That's a true Narcissa Malfoy's dorm mate!" Irina said grinning at Guinevere. "Okay! So, lets start!". Elira seemed to be a bit confused by that statement, since Guinevere did seem to be highly pressed at the fact there was a boy in this dorm earlier.

Irina spun the bottle, and it landed on Elira. Irina smiled a mischievous smile at her, "Soooo...lets make a truth to start then!" she said pausing to think about the question she wanted to make, "What is, in your opinion, the worst professor?"

Elira thought for a moment. She hadn't really encountered many of the professors yet, and didnt really have any strong opinions of them. And what kind of question was this? That was so boring!

"Uh, in all honesty, i have no strong opinion of any of the teachers so far.. But if i had to choose, i guess maybe the Charms teacher. Because of the homework. How about we make the questions a bit more.. interesting. this is a truth or dare meeting, after all."

Elira sighed, took a sip of butterbeer, and then reached for the bottle, and spun it hard. It landed on the second year, Guinevere.
"What's something you really hope your family never finds out about?" she asked the girl, a smirk creeping over her lips. She had asked this question in previous truth or dare games, and 90% of the time, the answer was usually quite interesting.

She took another sip of butterbeer, and waited for the girl's response.

This better be good.

Giving Alora a time was perhaps the worst thing in the world. The invite had clearly stated to go after supper around six; somehow, it was seven, and she was making her way to the dormitory. It was silly, and she should have been there. There was no reason for her not to, and yet, with her phone had died earlier in the school year and not having any alarm to keep her honest, she had found herself rushing and changing into her PJs before racing in with a messy bun and an apologetic smile on her lips. Like this, it was unmistakable that she had a secret rainbow in her hair.

"I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" she said, entering the room with charisma, a hand in the air with two fingers up. A story she had read over the summer. One of her brother's books. "Sorry I'm late. Dare me, I deserve it," she told her fellow dormmates and paused as she noticed a few more people. "Oh hey Colin, Lucian...fancy seeing you here..." she perked a brow as she padded barefoot to settle on a cushion and grab a cupcake and a drink on the way. She stuffed her face a bit.

"Who's kitty is that? It's gorgeous," she squeaked at the sight of a pretty tabby. "Sorry I'm late, mum says I'll be late at my own funeral," she chuckled, shoving more cupcake in her face to stop herself from talking too much.

be careful of what you wish for, they say. guinevere wished for fun questions and here she was, being asked what she hoped her parents never found out about. she decided to give the first answer off the top if her head:
“there’s nothing, really,” she said. “it wouldn’t be the complete end of the world if my parents found out, but once in elementary, they had grounded me, but still I wanted to go out, so I used to jump out the window to wander the forests with my friends. might not be the juicy secret yall were hoping for but honestly nothing big slips past my parents.”
she took the bottle and spun it hard, and landed on lucian. guinevere felt a smirk start spreading on her face, and was about to deliver her verdict when the door banged open and a girl shouted, “I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!” guinevere raised her eyebrows skeptically at the girl.
“she’s mine,” guinevere spoke. “I’m guinevere russetwood and this is aeluin, my cat!”
“and you are?”
she decided to go back to giving Lucian his truth after the girl had spoke.
“my question to you…” she dragged it along for further suspense. “If you could date any girl in your year right now, who would it be?”
the question was extremely popular, as she had found over the years, and she looked forward to hearing his answer.

Another girl entered the room but Beatrice's attention was drawn to another boy that entered and laid his hand on Lucians shoulder. "Lucian Mornstern! What are you doing in the girls' dorm? Do you know how many school rules you're breaking right now?" he spoke in a rather strong accent. Was he a prefect? No, he was obviously trying to hold in a laugh. His white hair was a little messy and he looked a little older, maybe he was a second year too?

"Common Colin, even with a funny voice we can tell it's you for miles and you know that!" Irina said. Colin? Beatrice had heard that name before, Irina must have mentioned him at some point.

"So, the game? are you joining?" Guinevere asked Colin and explained that they were playing truth or dare. Beatrice had a feeling that the older girl wasn't feeling comfortable here and she would have liked to change that, but it seemed as if there was nothing she could do.

Irina's voice brought Beatrice's attention back to the game and they finally started. Irina reached for the bottle and spun it. "What is, in your opinion, the worst professor?". Irina asked Elira. Her answer was the Charms teacher. Beatrice's eyebrows went up in Surprise. She actually really liked the Charms Professor and the Homework but everyone thinks different.

Now it was Elira's turn. She spun the bottle and it landed on Guinevere. Beatrice listened to Elira's question and looked go Guinevere, curious of her answer, however they were interrupted by another person entering the room. Beatrice flinched at the girls loud words and felt herself almost taking Irina's hand in a protective way. But she didn't.

After everything and everyone had finally settled down, Guinevere answered her questions. It was a rather boring one but Beatrice didn't expect anything too juicy. Guinevere spun the bottle. It landed on Lucian.

“If you could date any girl in your year right now, who would it be?” Guinevere asked and Beatrice took another bite of her cupcake, looking back and forth between Lucian and Guinevere. Now this was a good question.

Colin released Lucian from his grip and plopped down on the floor across from Guinevere as the game began. Truth or Dare! Colin remembered playing that before. As a first year, mostly the questions were 'who is your favourite teacher' or 'would you pick up a murtlap and pet it' kind of thing. Just a fun game! He reckoned that with Guinevere in the picture, things could get a little more interesting!

Alora popped in next and Colin waved to his mischief making mate when she greeted him. "Wait. Volunteer as tribute!?" Colin had read that somewhere before. "I remember that line now! Me and Liam were rummaging through Moira's books once. Something about a food game! We had a good laugh, cos she was crushing on the boy in the story! Barfo!" Well, at least that's what nine year old Colin and Liam had thought a couple years ago...

Guinevere claimed her --- oo this would be good! "Whoa, be careful who you claim, Guin! Loralora might surprise you!" He laughed as his friend stuffed her mouth with cupcake. But she span the bottle and it landed on Lucian! Oh, if only this were that bottle spinning game! His year mate smirked as she prepared to ask him her question. Delicious!

Even Colin was surprised by what she asked. “If you could date any girl in your year right now, who would it be?” He wondered if Guin knew something or had heard some rumour and was digging for more, or if she was just asking a common sense question.

"Whoa," Colin said under his breath. He wiggled his bare toes. He knew very well what his own answer would be! Then again, probably half the school knew what his answer would be! But Luci was a different matter. Colin had been wondering about him for a couple months now. He did seem to be interested in a particular girl, but he also said some very insulting things to her. Colin often wondered if he were wrong.

He studied Guinevere's face. The smirk led Colin to conclude that she was enjoying the game; and the question led him to conclude that she knew how to play it, and how to poke her opponent! There was no way Luci could lie or squirm out of it. He'd have to tell the truth! And maybe that girl was here with them now; either that or submit to a dare! Oof.

He leaned forward and looked over at Lucian. His eyes widened slightly. What was the boy going to say? He nodded slightly, as if to encourage him. "Get on with it lad!" he whispered. After all, Colin thought he knew who Luci might like!

From the moment I had left the dorm I knew Colin was following me, I was trying not to smirk as I ventured further to the girls side. He wasn't that subtle and I could smell him. Also hear his breathing. But hey, I didn't say anything and then that drama happened with that older girl in the dorm and I got a feeling of insecurity that the whole incident with Ryan was happening again. Thankfully Bea came to my rescue, as did Ree. However, when I heard Ree give Bea her thanks, the older girl had the audacity to scoff at her.

"Hey! Back off would you! Seriously did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed or something?" I asked angrily, no one disrespects Irina! Or Bea for that matter! "Chill. Out!"

I heard another younger girl mention about what breaking the rules is going to do. Uh, give us detention. The girl that woke up on the wrong side of the bed said, "Yes, that’s enough distractions for now. let’s start," (after saying something to her cat in another language) and that is when someone else came in. I glared daggers at her.

Ava! I told myself to calm down. I remember where she told us she was sorry and started crying in the chair, I told her upfront that I couldn't give a damn. "So sorry I’m late!” she exclaimed.

"It's fine, nobody noticed," I told her in a sneer.

Ava's facial expression changed, “Am I interrupting something?”

"Yes actually, muu-- Winchect! You know where the door is," I said with a sarcastic smile.

Colin clapped me on the shoulder and had me in a tight grip, he then tried to do an English accent. Merlin, it was awful but it seemed to bring the room in my eyes to normal.

"Lucian Mornstern! What are you doing in the girls' dorm? Do you know how many school rules you're breaking right now?" he asked causing me to scoff. HE does realise he too is stood in the girls dorm? And what is he too speak? Hypocrite. I brushed his hand off of my shoulder and smirked at him.

"Well, Mr McCoire, I am afraid you have blown my cover..." I patted his shoulder and gave a faux sad look, pretending to look like I was going to cry. "I was looking for the person that stole your toothbrush!" I sent him a smirk and then plopped down next to Bea. "Take a seat fleabag," the random girl asked if he wanted to play and I stared at her.

"Not gonna go all goodey goodey to him are you? Because you do know that there are now two boys in the room!" I asked moody but with a faux shocked look, "Like 'im or sumut?" I said, more to myself. Ree then spun the bottle and it landed on Elira, I smirked as Ree asked her what she thought the worst professor was, rejoicing in her answer!

"Uh, in all honesty, I have no strong opinion of any of the teachers so far. But if I had to choose, I guess maybe the Charms teacher," when she said that I raised my hand to her for a high five. "Because of the homework," I nodded with a smile.

"Right!" I agreed enthusiastically.

"How about we make the questions a bit more... interesting. This is a truth or dare meeting, after all," I saw Elira sigh and take a sip of butterbeer and then reach for the bottle and spun it hard.

It landed on Guinevere.

"What's something you really hope your family never finds out about?" a smirk played on her lips as she asked this and I let out a laugh.

"That she accidentally broke a nail," I said with a laugh, my lips not moving though.

"There’s nothing, really,” she said. “It wouldn’t be the complete end of the world if my parents found out, but once in elementary-"

"What's elementary?" I asked, scrunching up my nose.

"--they had grounded me, but still I wanted to go out," wow, such a rebel, I thought, only backtracking when I remembered what I was like after I got bit to a few months ago. "So I used to jump out the window to wander the forests with my friends. might not be the juicy secret yall were hoping for but honestly nothing big slips past my parents,” sadly, I could get that.

I watched her spin the bottle herself, quite harsly, it spun and spun before landing on me.

I gulped as I saw a smirk spreading on her face .

“I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!” I jumped and looked at the loud mouth that bombarded in.

“She’s mine,” Guinevere said, oh she can have her! “I’m Guinevere Russetwood and this is Aeluin, my cat!” had to admit, cat was cute. I looked at ‘Ro, but my pet was better.

Finally though, she spoke to me. “My question to you… if you could date any girl in your year right now, who would it be?” I froze. I knew who I wanted to say and who I needed to say.

I heard Colin mutter under his breath and I sent a sharp glare at him, we all knew who he would say. “Well I- I do like someone,” I dragged out.

He leaned forward and looked at me, eyes wide, in anticipation maybe? He nodded slightly, "Get on with it lad!" he whispered. I licked my lips nervously, my eyes fluttering over her, brief flashes of remorse and sadness before quickly looking away, my eyes going almost blank.

Then it changed.

I looked at Guinevere, a small smile playing on my lips. “If I could date anyone?” I repeated, “Then it would have to be Thorn,” I said, looking at her.

I smiled at Thorn before getting the bottle and spinning. It landed on B. I cleared my throat and turned to her. She was holding her hand. “I dare you to… kiss anyone in this room,” I said.

If I could date anyone?” Lucian repeated the question, “Then it would have to be Thorn,” he said, looking at the other girl. Beatrice's cupcake almost fell out of her mouth as she stared at Lucian. Thorn? She looked at the other girl. She wouldn't have expected that. There was a sudden shift of emotion in the room. Not a good change. There seemed to be something unsaid, hanging over the group as they all sat on the ground. Beatrice let her gaze go from one person to another. Her eyes landed on Irina and Beatrice could feel a small shift of emotion from her friend. She leaned over to her, not sure if she was catching Irina's attention or not.

»Mey. You okay?« her voice was so silent that no one other than Irina could possibly understand her. Not even if someone with advanced hearing sat in this room. However, there wasn't any time for a reaction from Irina because Lucian spun the bottle and it landed on Beatrice. She sat back up again and looked at Lucian. Their eyes met and he cleared his throat. “I dare you to… kiss anyone in this room,” he said. Beatrice almost choked on her own spit in surprise of what Lucian had just said.

»Excuse me?« her eyebrows furrowed in a frown. Was he really expecting her to kiss someone in this room? Like actually kiss? Her eyes opened wide as her gaze snapped from one person to another. Then an Idea slowly flowed through her mind. Beatrice bit her lip, looking down at the bottle and then up again. She turned her head and directed her gaze at Irina.

»I hope this is okay, I'm gonna kiss you now.« she said, leaning over. For everyone else it must have looked as if Beatrice was gonna actually kiss her on the lips, but her lips landed on Irina's cheek. The contact between Beatrice's soft lips and Irina's somehow even softer cheek wasn't long. For Lucian it must have looked like as if she kissed her on the mouth since he was basically sitting behind her and she had felt a stare burying into her head. Although it didn't necessarily have to be Lucian who had stared. What would he care? Beatrice leaned back, a subtle smile on her lips as she leaned forward and grabbed ahold of the bottle. She spun it, watching it circle around rather fast. It then stopped right at Irina. Beatrice had to think for a few seconds before asking her questions.

»Would you be bothered if I brought a pet here at some point? My Parents are thinking of getting me one for our second year and I'd like to stay in a dorm with you.« Maybe that wasn't a question that anyone would want to hear the answer too and it certainly wasn't super interesting but Beatrice felt that Irina could use a little cheer up. She smiled at her Friend, awaiting an answer.

Lucian had a bit of snark on him. He glared at me when I came in, and it seemed my apology was quite pointless and he still hated me, and that was fine with me, because I hated him. Called me a half-blood, as if that weren’t enough of an insult and I didn’t even have any wizard blood. When I announced my arrival he sneered at me. “It’s fine, nobody noticed,”
“Well you clearly did,” I glared right back at him. Two could play his game. When I asked whether I was interrupting something he said yes and I practically burst out laughing. That little—
"Yes actually, muu-- Winchect! You know where the door is," I balled my hands into fists at my side. He was going to call me a mudblood, which was one of the worst things you could call someone. I had already been called one once, and I was interested in being called one again. I didn’t care that I was attracting stares, or that this could land me a detention. Maybe, I wasn’t sure since my list of rules in my room weren’t really completely accurate.
“Better watch your sharp tongue, Lucian, or you’ll land yourself a detention. Besides, you call me a mudblood right next to your half-blood friend. What does that say to her?” I gave a long look at Irina as if to prove my point. “You can call me a mudblood, but your the only one here with mud in their blood. Absolute scum, you werewolves or whatever.”
Colin came in with an english accent, pretending to be a prefect. Speak of the hairy devil. I glared at him as if he had been the one saying the things Lucian had said. If that little werewolf thought he could get away with the things he’d said, he was greatly mistaken. I felt like lunging at him. At his throat, to be specific. I glanced around the room and especially at Elira, who had never seen this side of me. “Better for her to get used to it,” I grumbled under my breath, but I decided not to go at Colin.

Rebecca clattered down the steps into the Slytherin common room juggling a stack of sweets he'd gotten from Honeyduke's. He was painfully aware of how late he was to Irina's party, but he hadn't been bothered to check the time while he was in the shops and hadn't realized until he stepped outside how dark it already was.

After a cursory check, it seemed the common room was devoid of any prefects, so he slipped quietly into the Malfoy dorm. He shouldered open the door into the room just in time to witness as Irina's roommate give her a kiss on the cheek. He wolf-whistled appreciatively.

"Cheers, Irina!" he teased as he dropped a box of pumpkin pasties onto a table and raising an eyebrow at Beatrice Dupont. "Not all of us are lucky enough to be roommates with someone quite as fit as yours. No offense to Hui-Ming, but if he started kissing on me I'd have to hex him."

He shook his head and sat himself down beside Colin, who looked like he was suffering from a stroke.

"Close your mouth mate. You'll catch flies," Rebecca informed him.

Colin was a bit like a dog in the way he got distracted by pretty things, but Rebecca knew that by the next day Colin'd be howling over Clair Fernandez! once more.

Aside from him and Colin, Mornstern was the only other boy. (Made sense, considering where they were gathered.) He didn't know anyone else very well aside from Irina and Jannette, but he caught the girls' eyes and grinned.

"Sorry for crashing the party, ladies, but Irina said she'd kill me if I didn't come," he shrugged.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she sneered. “I must have missed the part where I slap you on the face for that immediately after you said that! Shall we backtrack? Also, i didn’t wake up on the wrong side of the bed- it seems you did. If I did, we wouldn’t even need to backtrack. I would have slapped you already.” I just stared at her in amusement.

“Damn woman, is it your time of month?” I sniped.

She spoke some more and then, “I don’t bias people like that. If you hadn’t insulted me like that, i might have even made sure you were joining us in the delightful game,”

I stared at her gone out, “Oh get off your bloody high horse! You snapped at me as soon as I finished talking at the door way! I hadn’t even insulted you and you were throwing punches!” I snapped.

“But alas, now I wish to throw you in the lake and let it freeze over you.”

I scoffed, “At least that would get me away from you!” what a stuck up cow!

“Oh, I broke a nail! Yes, yes, that’s what happened. if I really broke a nail I would use the delightfully sharp part to scratch our your eyeballs!” I gulped at that but then I thought. Cats already out of the bag. Ava already blurted out my secret to everyone.

“Is that so? Well, I will do the same to you on a full moon!” I threatened back

“I think your parents would be quite disappointed in you,” ironically I cut her off.

“Don’t you ever assume what my parents think of me, Russetwood. Undersstand!” I snapped but in a calm manner. However, she was right. If mother could see me now and father! They would have my head! Like the argument over Christmas, on the 28th I think.

“It’s rude to interrupt someone when they start talking, or did no one teach you that?”

I scoffed and smirked, “Says you!” then switched to German, “Disrespectful cow,”

“And elementary is primary school,”she explained.

“What’s primary school?” is that like… the first school you go to?

“Unless you never went and landed yourself into Hogwarts just because you’ve got magic,” I felt insulted then!

“Excuse me, I’ll have you know that my family are respected in loads of countries, my father especially! My family name has been passed through the family for years! Always keeping the line pure!” I said, very miffed.

She then finished some butterbeer after saying she was talking about how she said her cat was hers.

She laughed and muttered something in a different language to her car, just loud enough that I could hear it. “And you were berating me on manners,” I told her, “Such a hypocrite! What a person you are!”

And then Ava entered causing me to groan.

“It’s fine, nobody noticed,” I said with a sneer.

“Well you clearly did,” she said back, her own glare on her face.

I scoffed, "How did I? You didn't even cross my mind when I walked in here!" then she asked if she was interrupting. "Yes actually, muu-- Winchect! You know where the door is," her hands balled into fists at my side.

“Better watch your sharp tongue, Lucian, or you’ll land yourself a detention. Besides, you call me a mudblood right next to your half-blood friend. What does that say to her?” she answered an d I frowned at her.

"Nothing because she isn't a mudblood you idiot," I said, rolling my eyes. “Are you stupid as well as unpure?”

“You can call me a mudblood, but your the only one here with mud in their blood. Absolute scum, you werewolves or whatever,"

My body went still, chest painfully tight as I looked across the room, throat going dry as I took in painful and anxious breaths. "How dare you..." I whispered, head down, the rest of the room forgotten. How dare she that filthy cretin. I shot to my feet, hands balled tightly by my side, eyes ablaze with fury. I stepped closer to her with a rigid body. "How dare you you pathetic, rotten, mudblood!" I swung my fist at her, punching her on the side of her face, directly on her cheek, her head swung to the side.

I then pushed her to the wall, her back hitting the wall harshly, a thump resonating throughout the room and snarled at her! "I warned you!" I growled, pushing her harder against the wall, my hands on her forearms in a bruising grip as I wasn't holding back. "You only wish you were as strong as I was, scum!" I spat, "I could kill you right now... or better yet, I will wait for the next moon... hide in my room... and then when the beautiful, bright moon comes out..." I stared at her with eyes of a mad man, a ghost of a smirk playing on my lips, "Sniff you out like the garbage you are..." I glared again, lip curling up to show off my two, sharp, white canines, my grip on her tightening on her, "And give you a scar as ugly as you are-"

"I will sniff you out like the garbage you are and--" I raised my top lip, keeping it there for a while, sharp canines in front of her face, "It will hurt,"

"And then I will tell a group of people how you are the scummiest of wolves, as you say, because of your ancestry!" I glowered at her, shoving her back again. That's when I felt a hand on my shoulder and elbow causing me to flinch away.

I looked to the side to see Ree, she was trying to look into my eyes. "Luci-..an, calm down. She isn't worth it," Ree said calmly, I looked in her eyes but they had no warmth, only pain. She couldn't even say my nickname.

"You heard what she said," I said through gritted teeth, shoving her against the wall again but half-heartedly.

"And think about what you said for once!" she said a little harshly. I stood still, my grip letting go of her and I turned away emotionless, not caring if Ava fell in a heap on the floor.

My breathing ragged, I sombrely made my way back to where I was sat next to Bea and hugged my knees, tuning the world out for a little while I calmed down. My whole body was tense as I blocked the room out, filtering my thoughts and getting tongrips with ehat just happened. I snuck a fearful glance at Colin.

There was no way in hell he was going to let me get away with that! After all, look what he was like before Christmas and that wasn’t half as bad as this!

Then, later on, the real just… grrr!

Why did I give Beatrice that dare?! She turned to Ree and kissed her, my eyes widened and mouth parted slightly, memorised by it. Were they really kissing?

Well, it didn't take long for things to turn to hell. Why is it that whenever Slytherins are together they have the best ideas for fun but always get into fights with one another?! It was Jannette blinked and now people are arguing. Words are being thrown around like Mudblood. The brunette was always told at a young age how bad that word can be, and how it impacts how others feel.

“OI!” She squawks at the top of her lung. She wasn’t expecting so much craziness to happen at once. She just froze for a moment, all wide-eyed, her heart pounding a million miles a second. It didn't make any sense. First, it was small insults now it turned into punches being thrown! The brunette hugs her kitty, hoping it would protect her precious baby from getting hit with any potential hexes.

But just as she stood, the worst time came when someone showed up! Turning her head, she noticed that it was none other than, Opeilia Winters. If any first-year didn't know who Opeilia was you’d have to be stupid. For Jannette, she was definitely on the scariest people not to mess with in Hogwarts, well… except for Regina and Cash. Well the tension, definitely died out – or maybe it rised a lot more when the Prefect was in the Girl's Dormitory whatever the case may be, her presence was known.

"Relashio!"

With the knife out of the girl's grasp, luckily no one got super hurt. Still standing Jannette hugged her cat tightly, as Melrose would look around at what the heck all the fuss is about. With a Prefect here Jannette knew how’d this look. A fight. Weapons in the dormitory… Words like Mudblood being thrown around. Detention was almost certain and worst of all If her mom found out about this, any chances of going to Camp this summer were surely out the window! Jannette couldn't mess this up.

"Wand away. Now. Anyone in need of medical attention please leave this room and wait for me outside. Now I'd like to know what happened here."

“I DIDN’ DO ANYTHIN’ OI’M INNOCEN’ IN ALL DIS!”1 She squeaks, it was the first thing that came to mind, and I mean she was innocent – she didn’t do anything! Literally. Sure, she probably should’ve left, and yes the whole ‘If you see something, say something’ floated around in her head a couple of times. But Jannette didn’t wanna be a buzz kill or worse a taddle tale! But now that detention and summer camp is on the line, in Jannette's mind it’s every Slytherin for themselves. “I’ was Lucian, Thorn, Ava, and Guine-somethin's faul’! Oi didn’ do anythin’!”2 She said frantically, pointing to the culprits as she tries her best to explain really what happened. “T’ere were fists ‘n-’n knives, ‘n-n… mean words…!”3 Jannette added after Beatrice in a whiny tone. As the others got their stories in Jannette waited patiently, maybe things have actually died down now, and even with tension high, it couldn’t get any worse, right? Wrong.

Jannette would look to each person arguing, “Can we all jus’ ge’ along?! We’re gonna all ge’ detention, PLEAAASSSEEE!”4 She begs, trying to help de-escalate the situation the best she can.

He didn't get far though. Loops was out and Colin didn't blame him. Technically none of them should have been there, Colin knew, but the fact was that they were invited. Colin was glad Rebecca had escaped. He was clearly affected by the rapid descent of the gathering into darkness. He was still trying to process everything that had happened, trying to focus on Rina and especially Lucian. What the heck had gotten into him!?

How had this gone from Truth or Dare to Let Me Piss All Over My Girlfriend? How could Lucian have said those words to Ava, even if she did out him? And then punch her? Push her against the wall? That was too much! And then Guinevere got into it! She was a second year, she should have known better! And then Thorn --- Colin didn't even know what to think of that.

Well, no, he did know what to think of that. He had heard stories of scuffles in muggle schools. Fights that turned violent. She wasn't muggleborn, so she was either pretending to be a muggle thug or else she was some kind of whack pure blood with a fascination for blades and cruelty. What had Guinevere called her? Gothic something? A brief flash passed through Colin's mind, of Salazar Slytherin stating that only purebloods should be allowed into Hogwarts. He recognised a conflict in his mind: muggledom was clearly dangerous and its ideas could only infect wizarding culture; but surely great wizards came out of muggledom too! He'd have to think about that. The sort of conflict that arose today, though, should clearly have been settled by other means. We have wands, after all! When talk fails, settle differences in a duel!

And then Opeila arrived. And behind her Cash. Guinevere had run out of the room shouting for a prefect and she got two. After slapping Luci and kicking Thorn in the face, summoning help was probably the smartest thing she could have done. Her very arrival should have instantly settled everyone in the room. Indeed, the Prefect's entrance stopped Colin! She confronted Thorn first, then told him to put up his wand. He had it out only in case any of the first years decided to spell happy and set each other to dancing! But now he put it away.

And then Ava started by telling her side of the story. Whoa. And what a story it was! He knew Lucian was behind him, and he also knew Lucian liked to interrupt people when they were talking. (Well, Colin did too sometimes, so he couldn't really say much!) This was such a bloody mess! At that moment, he knew only that the only way to help his friends was to listen carefully to what everyone said and match that up to what he remembered seeing and hearing before.

That and try to keep Luci quiet! Honestly! If he'd just shut it in stead of interrupt Ava every other word, we could get to the real truth! As Ava's story unfolded, Colin noticed that she really did look very shaken up! Well, he could only imagine being struck by Lucian and shoved against the wall and called horrible names! In between his own gasps of indignation at a couple points, and trying again to get Luci to keep his gob shut, Colin's mind raced.

"Wait," he said under his breath. When did Luci grab her throat!? As the girl spoke, Colin looked from her back to Lucian. His own mouth dropped open in shock. Wait! Was this girl actually lying? To a Prefect!? Irina spoke up next. Colin smiled slightly. He took notice of how her focus was different, more about the whole thing and less about specific moments. She focused on the reason for the party and what actually ended up happening. Colin was proud of Rina. She was right about one thing: Colin certainly learned what Ava and Guin and Thorn especially were capable of; more painfully, he learned what Luci thought about people like Clair. Mudbloods. He shivered at the thought. And Luci was a brother wolf. He wondered if Luci's words and actions could ever be surmounted.

Then the most bizarre sight Colin had ever seen appeared in the doorway behind Opeila and Cash. "Ho ho holy shit, is that a knife? Did someone use that on her?" Maggie Hawkins. It was a trifecta --- the Prefects all in a row. One of them wearing a tall turban wrapped towel on her head and sky blue pajamas. Colin thought that he really should look into the whole pajama thing. Oh, crud. Three Prefects, thrice the punishment! Well, at least Maggie wasn't looking at him with utter revulsion. Maybe she thought he wasn't directly involved? He was really trying to calm Lucian down, though Rina seemed to have been more effective!

The other first year, the one Colin didn't know, spoke up after Rina. Beatrice, right! She added a little to Rina's story, but took part of the blame on herself! Why? Neither them had actually done anything wrong! Guinevere was next. Her words came out fast and harsh sounding, but Colin only nodded. His year mate hadn't made anything up that he could recall.

Next to speak was Lucian. Colin was most worried about what he would say. Colin really was very disappointed in his friend. Almost not so much for whacking Ava --- she did kind of deserve some sort of reprisal for what she said to Luci --- but rather for what he called Ava. What he called Clair. What he called all his other friends who weren't blessed with pure blood! He knew he'd have to forgive Luci some day for that hurt. But not right now. For now, he let Lucian's words, sometimes forthright, sometimes hesitating, wash over him.

Colin nodded slightly as Lucian talked. If this were another time, Colin would have been very proud of Lucian. He stood up to his Prefects and told them the truth. And more importantly, Colin noted, he stood up to himself. Out of all of them, Luci was the only one to confront why he did it. Boiling with rage. Colin would remember those words. He knew about taming the beast within. Werewolf or no, every boy would have to learn to do it. He knew it was harder for wolves, but there was something in the act of recognising the beast that Colin appreciated.

The only part of Luci's story that Colin found --- odd --- was the way he defended Thorn's actions. Didn't mean to cut her? Bro! She pulled a knife on Guin! Colin knew how to handle a knife and knew what they were for. He had been given a small penknife when he was ten, and it had proven its worth many times over for shaving pencil points and refreshing quill nibs! Also came in handy for collecting herbs and flowers and other small jobs. But laddie! Drawing a blade on someone? He shook his head as Luci said that about Thorn.

Could he have been so wrong about him and Irina? Did he really like Thorn so much he'd try to cover up what she did? Rina was so much better for him --- Colin really thought they'd been made for each other! And then Cullen had the nerve to just walk out of the dorm! Right in front of three Prefects!? Did she think so much of herself that she could slice a housemate and get away with it? Or did she think so little Guienevere that she could so easily hurt his year mate? Or did she think so very little of what Luci had said earlier about dating her?

No. Colin decided that Thorn would not make a very good friend. He'd gotten over how she had outed him before; and he'd tried to make amends for his reaction. That wasn't his best moment! But now, he thought differently. It was Thorn that had gotten Ava going in the common room before; she was the beginning of the chaos between this group that should be friends, and that included Ava! At least she had offered an apology; though Colin wasn't there, he appreciated the attempt. He'd have to talk with her about that some time. But this --- Thorn! A thorn in Colin's side, that's for sure! She just strutted out like a privileged princess!

Last to say anything was Jannette. She was such a sweetheart! She just stood there with Melrose in her arms. She looked about four, having to explain why she was in the middle of a mess where her older brothers had broken into the cookie jar! Colin smiled and let a quiet laugh slip out. She really hadn't done anything wrong!

Colin shook his head. He reckoned it was his turn. He spoke quietly. He felt drained after what he'd seen. "I don't really have much to add, Prefects. I just want to say that I'm glad Guin went to get you. I--- Rina and Lucian told the story. I think they got most of it. Bea too." He turned his gaze towards Ava then. "I'd add only that I agree with Lucian: he didn't go for your throat! I hate what he did to you, Ava. But you really did egg him on. Well, you went batshit on each other! What did you expect? Also, we didn't try to leave. We're still here!"

Turning back towards the Prefects, he hesitated about mentioning Loops. He decided to wait and see if Opeila asked anything specific. The only thing that really bothered Colin was Luci's defense of Thorn. He wanted to nip that in the bud. "I don't think Lucian is right, though, about --- Thorn. She drew a blade. On Guin. I --- I know what knives are for. You don't go after people with them."

Colin let out a deep sigh.

As Cash was done with the Polar Plunge errand, they decided to walk around for a bit to do their patrols. Usually, during their Saturday patrols, Cash spent some time doing their patrol at Hogsmeade but since their whole body seems like almost turned into a living and walking popsicle, the green eyes decided they could to their Hogsmeade patrol tomorrow.

It seems Cash was not the only one who decided to do their patrol earlier during the day. As the Beater come back towards where their house is located, they met their fellow Prefect - dorm mate, Opeila Winters by the door. And when both of them stepped into the Common Room, a faint cry for help can be heard.

Cash and Opeila shared a look. But the worried look on Opeila's face made Cash concerned too. And so, as Opeila ran towards where the cry for help was coming from, the Cuban descendant trail was not too far from Opeila. Pei then made a beeline toward the one that was hurt. Cash took their time to observe the situation and let Opeila took in charge for a little bit.

The releasing spell that was uttered by Opeila, brings Cash back to the situation they were in. Cash did not see the girl holding a knife until the said weapon was released from her hands and clattered against the floor. The fourth year shot a hard look at the girl who had the audacity to bring weapons to school.

Cash did also have a dagger. Henry Knight once gifted to them as their birthday gift but never occurred to the young Ironwoods to draw it at someone else. Besides, they could not remember whether the dagger was at the bottom of their trunk or they had to store it somewhere inside their bedroom back at the Ironwoods Manor.

As Opeila demanded all of them to hand their wands, Cash ran back towards their dorm room to grab a cloth that was unused to be used by the bleeding girl as a makeshift pressure pad. After Cash comes back to Narcissa Malfoy's Dorm again, it seems Opeika was not alone. Donne in her pajamas and the high towel that piled up on her head stood one Maggie Hawkins.

The second-year Prefect greets both them and Opeila. "Hawkins,"Cash said on response. In another situation, Cash would laugh at the sight but as if right now, the three Prefects had some pressing matter that they need to take care of. Opeila then asked the room what the hell was happening. The first girl that speak up was the blonde girl who two months ago Cash saw slept at the Slytherin table during breakfast.

She explained that whoever Lucian was assaulted her. Cash knew what an exaggerated story looks like but they could not draw any conclusion before they heard all parties' sides of the story. One by one that was in the room told their side of the story and with some stories are either similar or different from one another, the growing pain in their head started to form.

As the bleeding girl said 'a bandage would be nice'. Cash offered their makeshift pressure pad to the girl. "Pressed this on your wound and put pressure on it,"The Quidditch player gave out a small order to the bleeding girl. "Once the bleeding stops, we will bring you to the Hospital Wing,"The green eyes said as their eyes look at both Maggie and Opeila.

As one of the girls orders the pale girl to get out of the room, Cash wants to stop her but still the story was not done yet. Once Collin said his peace of mind, Cash looked at the one that was still in the room with a hard stare. "First of all, you guys are one bunch of crazy kids!"The young socialite shook their head in disbelief.

"Do you guys that daft that you broke several rules? Or do you think it was cool to break the rule in the first place?"Cash placed both of their hands on their hips. Cash could care less about the remorse of the guilty feeling that started to seep within them. "Since you think it was okay to break the rules, let me remind all of you,"Cash's green eyes looked from one person to another.

"Rule number 1o, there shall be no fighting without or with the use of magic"Cash hold up their index finger. One. "Rule number 19, no weapons - other than your wand- on your person at any time,"Cash continued. Two. "Rule number 20, mo attempting to injure yourself or to injure other," Three.

"Rule number 22, no racist, sexist, homophobic remarks or insults - including the use of 'mudblood''"They added. Four. At the word mudblood, a smirk almost rose on their lips but Cash hold it in since this is was not the place nor the time to be the pureblood that they are. They once often time insulted someone with that slur but not anymore.

"And lastly, rule number 26, no going into other gender's dormitory areas"Cash hold up five fingers in the air. "Honestly guys, why the hell did you invite the boys to come over to the girl's dorm in the first place? We have Common Room if you lot want to get together or something,"Cash tried to not be mad at the dumb kids that stood before them.

Never in their wildest dream, Cash had to got involved in such a crazy occurrence that they are in right now. Cash's hard stare then landed on Lucian. "You there! what is your name?"Inquired the green eyes. Cash waited until Lucian informed his name. And when he did, Cash shook their head again.

"Do you think it was okay to hit a girl?"They asked. "I don't care if she deserved it or not, YOU. WILL. NEVER. HIT. A. GIRL. you got me, boy?"They said through gritted teeth. The Quidditch player then averted their eyes from Lucian to the rest of the room. "Don't think all of you get off the hook just yet. Once again, I could care less who had the biggest fault. You guys are in this together and thus all of you will carry the blame,"Cash uttered.

One girl in particular, who was wearing a bespectacled, trying to diffuse the situation. Cash feels bad for her since she got caught in the crossfire. "And called her back whoever her name is that walked out from this room,"Cash continued some more. Clearly annoyed at Thorn who thinks she could get out of the problem that still arises easily.

"Just because someone told you to get out of the room after you hurt your fellow, does not mean she is superior to any of you,"The young Ironwoods crossed their hands in front of their chest. If Thorn is a pureblood, then she behaves poorly, in Cash's opinion."Now, since you crazy kids break five rules in one go, should this be continued in detention? Or give me a solid reason why I don't need to give you one"Cash said as a challenge to the ones that were still in the room and waited for them to give out their reasonings.

But it wasn't Opeila who spoke their doom! Colin's eyes widened slightly, for it seemed to him that doom was coming on them! No, it was Cassandra Ironwoods who took the lead! Colin recognised the Thimblerig Shuffle as they were passed from one Prefect to another! And weren't all three quidditch players? Having gone up against Maggie on the pitch, and having watched Slytherin matches, Colin had to wonder if the three Prefects hadn't worked this all out a long time ago!

He narrowed his eyes. He didn't like the idea of being bounced around like a helpless quaffle; but he did know one of them would pronounce judgement on them. Colin liked Maggie well enough: they'd been in classes together, but had never become friends. Opeila he knew best of all. But Cash he didn't know well. He did know she meted out some pretty harsh detentions though!

Colin thought back to the start of term feast and Great Food Fight of 2022! Whoa. That was chaos at the Ravenclaw table with Faye and Sophia and Gem throwing food and spells around! But really, a little food fight really all that much to bother about, and Ironwoods sentenced them to hard labour cleaning up the mess, all whilst glued together! No, Ironwoods was as tough as her name suggested. If she had punished the Ravenclaws that harshly for a bit of fun, Colin could only imagine what she might do to them all in here!

And that was one of two things that got Colin more than anything else. She straight up said she didn't care who did what, she was just going to hang em all! That rankled Colin no end, and he tried very hard to keep any sign of his displeasure in check. It was so unfair! The other thing that got Colin was her challenge at the end. "Give me a reason why I don't need to give you one." Well, Colin would take her up on that challenge!

Colin thought fast. He had to say something before Luci protested or Jannette opened her cupcake hole and made a bigger mess. But what could he say? I mean, Cullen literally knifed a girl! Hmm...Colin saw it in his head.

He stepped forward, his green eyes locking on to Cash's. Respectfully, of course! "A solid reason, Prefect? Okay." Colin cleared his throat. His heart pounded. He couldn't believe he was about to do this, but he just couldn't see the sense in punishing everyone alike! After all, he didn't hit anyone and he didn't slice anyone!

"I---It's not fair to punish us all that way, Prefect," he said quietly. His voice was a little shaky, but Colin held firm to his purpose. "You see, Niffler, I mean Jannette, and Bea and Rina, they didn't do anything wrong. They didn't break any rules. They shouldn't be punished at all." Colin took a deep breath in. Now for the hard part. "A---Anyway, it's all my fault." he let out a small puff of breath. That wasn't so bad, and it was the truth --- from a certain point of view.

"Yeah, it's true that Ava said some nasty things and Luci thumped her and Guin thumped him and Thorn got out a knife and sliced her. And yeah, Rina did invite us boys... But honest, Cash!" Colin's words began to tumble out, and he thought he was going to break down and cry. "None of that would have happened if I'd nabbed Luci before he came in here! And I should have told him to shut it; and I'm his Alpha, right, and I'm responsible. I---I could've dragged him out but I didn't! And when he got up to thump Ava, I could've stopped him or thumped him, cos ye're not supposed to hit girls! But I didn't! E---Everything just happened so fast. I had my wand out in case anyone tried to set someone on fire or something, but that didn't happen, and then when the knife came out --- and, and! Oh God! I could've stopped all of this before it even started and the girls would still be playing their game and everyone would be okay and, and just put it on me cos IT'S ALL MY FAULT!!"

i specifically quoted that rule to that stuck up wolf," guinevere thought when cassandra mentioned the rules.
"Prefects," she addressed, preparing to vouch for a few others. if they let her, she would go ahead: "i think ava and i should get lighter detentions or none at all. i had only attacked as self-defence, which i say should be excused, at least this one time. i slapped lucian because i was trying to stop him from hurting ava, and i kicked thorn becase she sliced my face, kneed me in the stomach, and pinned my arm behind my back. i had quoted rule 26 directly when i was trying to get lucian out. and i think ava should definitely get no detention. she came in and was immediately met with a face full of insults and the next second, her face was full of blood. same with jannette, since she was completely innocent here."
she decided not to mention that she thought thorn and lucian should get the most punishment. she thought they could tell that on their own.
she took the pressure pad gratefully from cassandra, and eased her hand from her head, which looked as if it had been sliced, too. she wiped her hand on the pad, then put it onto her head.
guinevere didnt want to go to the hospital wing. she wanted to stay right until thorn's verdict was uttered. that girl deserved none other than a month of scrubbing toilets.

Ava listened quietly as Colin and Guinevere tried to get some of them out of trouble. Oddly, Jannette looked the most afraid as if this detention held her life sentence. Ava liked Guinevere’s argument the most, probably because it included her, but she noticed one person both arguments had missed.
“I completely agree with Colin and Guinevere, prefects. I mean, mostly Guinevere but that doesn’t matter. Some of us,” She pointed at Jannette and Beatrice then very very slowly moved her finger to Irina. Ava wasn’t very happy about that last edition, to be honest. “But both of them missed someone who also did nothing and has been nothing but helpful. Elira.” Ava smiled at her roommate, feeling a lot better once she said it. Her vision didn’t seem as clouded and her cheek didn’t ache so much. “Also, I don’t think it’s fair to say that me and Guinevere got in trouble because we were defending ourselves. I really did no damage.” Ava did sigh heavily at that, she would really like to punch Lucian where it hurt. “And Guinevere was protecting me. I don’t think we even broke any rules.” Ava tan through the rules the prefect had said they had broken. It was Cassandra who had spoken them, and Ava was the least bit familiar with her, though probably not friendly after her she had treated her. Cassandra had also been the one to bust them jumping into the lake earlier that year, so she probably didn’t like Ava very much. She was beginning to like Cassandra though, because of the little rant she had about not hitting a girl. Ever. Ava thought about the rules broken and was pretty sure Lucian had broken every single one except for the weapons one. Ava smirked at him, though she hid it from the prefects line of sight.

I turned in my sleep and hastily opened my eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. Was someone here? I looked around the dark room before finally finding my left. A figure stood dimly next to me. “Lumos,” huh? My head shot to where the voice came from. Colin? He was kneeling on his bed with a curled sneer. The room was lit now and I looked at the person standing next to me. My breath caught in my throat. No, no, no. Tears cascaded down my pale cheeks, my chest tightened as it felt like a giant had sat on it.

“Why are you doing this?” I begged in a broken voice, already accepting my fate as she stepped close to me. An evil glint in her always beautiful smile.

“Because you’re dangerous, Lucian,” she replied sweetly, “You and I may be of the same kind but we don’t share the same beliefs. You’re going to kill someone one day! May that be a muggleborn,” I knew she emphasised on that word, “Or a half blood. And I can’t let your twisted mind do that. You’re too hot headed and irrational!” I could see my reflection in her eyes she was that close. My eyes shut. I tense. She… hugged me? Then I felt—

My body jolted awake, eyes snapping open and a laboured breathe escaping my chapped lips. What the hell was that? I looked around the dorm, I didn’t think anyone was here.

After finding my glasses, I quickly got out of bed and scurried under my bed for the protection of knowing where everyone would be but also not out in the open.

I swallowed and rested a head tilted on my hands. I can’t believe Thorn would help Ava like that. Betrayal. She was meant to be my girlfriend, or at least she was meant to be my closest friend. We haven’t actually spoken about what Grandad said to us yet, and honestly… I don’t think we should.

She almost got me killed. And you love Ree. By Ava of all people! And you love Ree. She is unhinged at times. And you love Ree. Like come on, I was all for attacking them in that moment, that filthy cretin, by why a knife? And you love Ree. It was dangerous for herself. And you love Ree. And I love Ree!

Wait. Where did that come from? I groaned and ripped my glasses off, whats the point? I wouldn’t be going to breakfast or class anyway. Anyone asks, I’m sick. Just as I was getting ready to sleep, I heard someone knock on the door.

My body froze.

Who was it?

I controlled my breathing. Maybe it was Colin? “Lumos,” huh? My head shot to where the voice came from. Colin? He was kneeling on his bed with a curled sneer. I quiet sob left my mouth but I controlled myself. Rolling out from under the bed, my eyes searched for my wand. Shoot. Where was it?

Okay, I didn’t have time to search for it. I dragged myself over to the door then hesitated but a familiar scent wafted through. Irina? Luv? I could see my reflection in her eyes she was that close. My eyes shut. I tense. She… hugged me? Then I felt— no. That’s not my luv. She wouldn’t do that to me!

Reaching out, I grasped the handle of the door and opened it slightly before nearly tipping over myself to my bed, hugging my knees to make me seem smaller. An evil glint in her always beautiful smile. “Because you’re dangerous, Lucian,” she replied sweetly. Maybe then she wouldn’t be scared?

What was she even doing here? I looked at the clock. Nearly time for first period. I think we have Charms. Or maybe Transfiguration. Oh I don’t know.

I stared at the door…

She walked in and her scent just radiated comfort but I didn’t move. Soft trembles throughout my body as she just stood there. I was waiting for a slap. A mean comment. A punch? But all she did was fiddle with her skirt and stand there.

Slowly, Ree put on of her hands over mind and started to caress my hand gently. Initially, I flinched away from her warm touch, the “last time” she touched me playing like a movie in my head, but soon I relaxed a little, brining my broken gaze to look at her uncertain one.

"Luci..." her voice was quiet and I was grateful, "Are...are you..." she was going to ask if I was okay. Do I look okay? “What can I do?" she amended. "How can I help you? I want to help you!" her voice changing at the last second to show her pleading. How can she help me? Turn back time so that I never woke up in fear? Turn back time so that Thorn never blurts out what Colin was in the common room? Turn back time so that I could tell Charlie firmly that we were NOT going to the woods when it was pitch black.

Tears once again swam in my no-longer glistening eyes and poured down my pale cheeks. "I almost died Ree,” I said to her, voice cracking and quiet. I started to breathe quicker a little and pulled my hands away from Ree. “I- I was just sleeping! I was- I was sleeping and while- while I was sleeping THORN is- is giving Ava weapons to KILL me!” I cried, my voice strong yet also breaking. My whole body shaking and eyes red as a tomato as salty tears raced down, dripping off my chin. “She is meant to be my- my friend! Or mor— my best friend? But-” I stopped talking and started to gasp a little for breath. “Just- just give-… just give me a sec,” I wheezed out. This wasn’t knew. Happened a few times after I got bit.

Now I wished Ree was still holding my hand.

I couldn't breathe. What if she came back? What if everyone I was close to tries to let someone kill me? What if they did it themselves? Just as I was spiralling, I felt arms around me causing a small whimper to erupt from my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her too, burring my wet face into her warm neck. "I'm sorry Luci," her voice a gentle whisper into my ear, I let out quiet gasps. "Everything is going to be alright now, it's over," she added, putting her own face into mine. I could feel myself calming down as I got lost in her scent.

Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair and adjusted my glasses. The smell got stronger and I heard squeaking as someones shoes ran in the hallways. Spinning around, alert, I let out a surprised “Oomph” as someone collided with me. I groaned as the force practically slammed me into the wall.

“I… I’m sorry!" I heard her apologise. She sounded weird. I looked at her. A messy hand clutched to her nose as tears clouded her eyes. I could see her face turning a crimson red colour as she closed her eyes.

She always seemed to bring the best out of me. She calms me down, comforts me, makes me feel loved. She is the best friend I ever had... and I wished so deeply we could be more but how can she love someone like me? Someone with a family like me? How can I introduce her to my family as my girlfriend full well knowing all she will get is hate from my grandfather and what I have known in my 12 years of living is that family sticks by you even when friends don't.

I clutches her tighter but soon she pulled away, I tried to grab her arm but pulled away last minuet. Of course she wanted to let go. I needed to stop being so clingy. I sniffed and looked around for a tissue. "Thank you luv," I whispered, already missing her warmth. I looked up and I felt the breath leave me. Why was she backed up so far? Did I do something wrong? "Urm- I-I can give you some money if I ruined your- your top?" I offered clueless, itching to get closer to her to see if she backed up. I was used to people not wanting to sit with me, even going as far as to sitting on the corner of their chair, almost falling off it, just to be as far away from me as they could. Especially after Ryan's ruse was gone.

"You must be hungry," she said, putting some hair behind her ear. I narrowed my eyes t that, giving them a few wipes to clear the remaining tears. "Want me to go find you something?" honestly, I don't think I could eat anything right now, but I could sense she wanted to leave. Well done Lucian, she doesn't want you around anymore. You've ruined like you always knew you would

"If- if you want to Lu- Re- Luv,” I stumbled, I don’t even know if she wants me to call her "luv" anymore. But to be safe I still will until she tells me otherwise. “I’m not that hungry though, so you don’t need a feast,” I added with a soft smile, sending a thankful look to her. She then left the dorm.

I sighed and curled in a ball in bed. Well done Lucian. Well bloody done. She seemed to want to get out of there faster than my Grandad would want to get out of muggle london! Soon, I heard tapping on the window. I looked over to find Grandpa’s owl. Licking my dry lips, I padded over and opened the door, shivering at the cold breeze. “Hallo,” I whispered to the owl, also, while also grabbing a treat for Spyro. “What you got for me?” a letter?

After giving the owl food and water, I sent it on its way. Moving back to my bed, I opened it and as I read along I got angrier. How could he? Maybe Ree didn’t deserve me at all. What if I really was causing her more pain by being her friend? For loving her? If it wasn’t for me then grandpa wouldn’t know she existed!

I hastily shoved the letter under my pillow and walked over to the bathroom with two towels. One for the body and other hair.

I didn’t know how long Ree would be but I knew I could have a nice shower and release my tensions before she did. Halfway though the shower, I thought I heard the door opening but after a while I guessed I miss heard. With a refreshed sign, I put the towel around my waist and started to dry my hair as I left the bathroom.

I walked out with the towel in front of my face and when I started drying the back of my head, the towel flipped up and I froze. Not even the cold air blowing on my bare chest registered to me. “You- you can’t read that!” I snapped, more in fear than anger. My eyes went wide as I looked at the letter in her hands.

Oh shi—

There's one thing we start to learn pretty soon when we got responsible for our own choices and decisions. Rina couldn't remember when she started to notice, but the struggles between the mind and the heart are often bitter and fierce. Sometimes it seems impossible to choose which one to follow. She supposed the most wisest Men are those who learn how to measure it best, between one and the other. But for an eleven year old, she was far from being that wise and her heart, since last night events, was literately screaming at her to follow its needs. So when she saw Luci close himself into his thoughts breathing heavily with anxiety and fear, she couldn't stop herself from bringing him into a tight and comforting hug. She felt her heart relax and melt when she finally had responded to its pleas. It felt like a cure for it's soreness and to everything that went wrong until that moment. It felt right, like when you combine two pieces that always had meant to be together.

But as soon as she felt getting drown in his scent and into his embrace, as soon as she felt him tightening his arms around her, her mind took finally control of her. That felt right, that felt what her heart wanted, but their reality had been written in a different line, and his last words came to her mind like an awakening,

“If I could date anyone? Then it would have to be Thorn,”

“She is meant to be my- my friend! Or mor— my best friend?”

So what was she doing to herself? Honestly? What was she expecting? He was her best friend, the person she had trusted the most but...it was clearly not the other way around. So... the idea that that moment felt to be what was right and where she was supposed to be, fell into the ground breaking into small pieces like a piece of fragile glass. No, that was not her place, she was not the one person he was missing or wanted to hug in search for comfort. So what was she doing?

Quickly extricating herself from his arms, she felt herself pulling away from him and getting up from his bed where she was sitting, feeling a sudden cold that made her shudder slightly and a feeling of emptiness. Her mind worked quickly to find an excuse for her sudden move. He had been in that room all morning, so that meant he didn't had his breakfast so he must felt hungry, even if not, he needed to eat something to find his strength. So she asked him if he wanted her to go get something for him.

"If- if you want to Lu- Re- Luv,” He said and Ree felt that word like a punch to her heart. Luv...is he still calling her that? Why? What that even mean to him...“I’m not that hungry though, so you don’t need a feast,” he continued now with a soft smile and gratitude in his eyes. Irina didn't waited one more second, before turning her back and heading for the Great Hall, hoping she could still arrive in time to find something to bring him to eat. Luckily there was still some cookies and hot bread with cheese, she picked some and filled her now empty water bottle with some still warm tea.

When she came back to his bedroom, she put the fresh and warm food on top of his nightstand and sat down on his now empty bed. She could hear the shower coming from the shared bathroom so she deduced Luci was there taking advantage of the time she was away. She sighed and hold herself into an embrace while waiting for him to came back. Suddenly she felt something sting into her leg causing her slight discomfort. When she looked down she saw a folded piece of paper. Did he left me a note? She thought picking and opening it,

Dear Lucian Michael,

Oh! No, it wasn't a note for her...Biting her lip she debated if she should continue to read it or just leave it in the same place. She turned her gaze towards the bathroom door, the water was keep running...he wouldn't be back so soon...and what if she could finally understand Luci's attitude after the ball at his grandfather's house? Taking a deep breath and knowing with all her soul that what she was about to do was wrong, she decided that her curiosity would win this round...so she kept reading it,

Greetings boy, I cannot believe what I am hearing from your parents about your diabolical behaviour! Entering the girls dorm despite that being forbidden, hitting a girl when she said something you didn’t like, I don’t care if she was vermin, at least be sneaky about it, Michael! Not when the room is full of weak blood traitors and mudbloods! You’re from the strong house of Mornsterm and related to the Wesleys – in fact, you should be a Wesley if your father wasn’t pathetic!

I blame that “friend” of yours! That half blood you invited to my ball! She disgusts me! That foul roach of her father and the blood traitor mother. I am glad you met that Cullen girl, no matter how peculiar and extravagant she is. I expect a 1,000 words essay on what you did wrong and how you plan to amend your behaviour and I expect it by the 1st of February.

You disappoint me!
Adrian Thomas Wesley
Owner of the Wesley Fortune

Her hands where shaking when she finished reading it. Some words kept repeating in her mind, "She disgusts me! That foul roach of her father and the blood traitor mother.". Tears of anger mixed with shame started to form in her eyes. She wanted to tear up that letter like if that simple act would make it disappear like it never existed.

“You- you can’t read that!” She heard him snap from the bathroom door. Quickly she took her eyes from the letter and looked at him startled and instinctively she hid the letter behind her back. What a stupid move, he already had seen it in her hands...and what a stupid decision she had made in kept reading it..."Lu...Luci...I...I..." She stammered fighting to find the right words to say. But it was a fight that she lost looking at him. First...well...he had just a towel around him...and second, there was no quick excuse coming to her mind at that time. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her mouth felt dry with fear and regret. She debated to run away from his room without saying one more word, but that would be acting as a coward and she was not such thing. She felt the need to turn her back on him, to not be able to continue to look at him but that wouldn't be any better. What could she say to him? That hadn't been on purpose? Of course it had been...That she didn't wanted to read it? That's true, but didn't made her less guilty of her decision... So she kept there, staring at him with a mix of feelings that could create a bomb. She wanted to think, to decide the best thing to say or to do but her mind didn't wanted to collaborate, she couldn't process a though or be coherent. Not when she knew she had done something so terrible, not when he was looking at her that way.

“Lu...Luci...I...I..." she stammered. I stared with wide eyes and she struggled to say the right things. I dropped the hair towel and snatched the letter out of her hands, giving myself a papercut. I swore and shit it in a drawer.

“You shouldn’t read that!” it was private. “It was private. Private!” I was starting to tear, she must have read it all. Damn it! I knew that I heard her when I was in the shower! “Did you read it all?” I asked, running a hand through my hair. She would know that she wasn’t exactly welcome in my grandfathers eyes.

She will see how grandpa really thinks of her. Will she hate me because of what he said about her dad? Or the reminder of Thorn? Will the fact that I followed instructions like a puppy and didn’t pick Thorn individually make her even more mad? “Ree, I-” I should apologise right? I walked closer to her and kneeled in front of her, mindful of my towel, and held her hands. “I’m sorry. But you shouldn’t have read that. What he thinks about you isn’t something you should concern yourself over, luv,” was I helping. I bit my lip and sat on the bed next to her. “Ree?”

She knew it had been a bad decision. That it was wrong to read other's correspondence. In her defense she first thought it had been a note left for her, but as soon as she started to read it she noticed that it wasn't. She should had left it under Luci's pillow and controlled her curiosity. So she didn't got surprised when Luci went to her and snatched the letter out of her hands and looked furious, “You shouldn’t read that!” he said to her, “It was private. Private!” he repeated and seemed that he was going to start cry.

She should had been careful, she should had listened that he was finishing his shower and was about to enter his room."I...I'm sorry Luci!" She in a cracking voice, panicked and ashamed of what she had done. “Did you read it all?” he asked nervously. She could tell by his tone of voice but also because he was running his hand through his hair, it was something he always does under more stress and when he feels nervous, she knew him that well.

"I...yes I've read it all" She replied looking down at her hands that were resting on her lap. “Ree, I-” she heard him start as he was getting closer and kneeling in front of her, holding her hands, “I’m sorry. But you shouldn’t have read that. What he thinks about you isn’t something you should concern yourself over, luv,” he tried to explain and she looked at him trying to see the truth behind his words. She followed him with eyes while he sat on the bed next to her, “Ree?” he asked.

"I shouldn't concern about it?" She asked, her voice a low and trembling, "I shouldn't concern about a man that don't want us to be friends? A man that you want to please and to follow all his demands? Is he the reason why you are..." How could she ask that? "Why you are with Thorn? Do you agree with him? That I'm disgusting because I'm a Half blood?" She asked, her voice getting louder when anger started to rise inside of her once more, "My father is a foul roach? My mother a blood traitor?" She asked getting up from his bed and holding her head with her hands, her back to him. Then she let her hands fall at her sides before turning to him again. "You hurt me Luci! I trusted you...I was never closed to no one like I was with you!" She said almost yelling at him, "You made your choice, follow a mad man's order!" She stated, "You choose someone that helped another that wanted you dead! But, Hey! She's a pureblood!" She said starting to laugh slightly feeling the irony of all that situation. She slowly shook her head before continue, "I'm leaving Luci, I don't care for you anymore! And don't ever call me luv again, I'm not your love!" She said feeling her heart break with every single word she uttered and tears starting to run down her face. Then she turned and started to leave the room. Before she reached the door she saw Colin that was arriving to his dorm, she passed through him, her shoulder slightly brushing his side, "I'm sorry Colin" She said with a shaky voice and almost running she left the boy's dorm.

Oh, she seemed mad! “I shouldn't concern about it?" she asked with a weak voice. I went to grab her hands but I didnt think that would be best right around now. Why is she mad? "I shouldn't concern about a man that don't want us to be friends? A man that you want to please and to follow all his demands?”

I'm so tired of pretending.
Where's my happy ending?

I frowned, “Luv… he is one of the most known and respectable men in the wizarding world. Especially in Germany. And he is my grandpa,” I reasoned. Why was it bad that I wanted to do right by him. “He is someone you look up to!”

I followed all the rules
I drew inside the lines
I never asked for anything that wasn't mine.

“Is he the reason why you are..." she paused, “Why you are with Thorn?” I looked at my hands.

I waited patiently for my time
But when it finally came
He called her name

“Yeah,” I whispered, voice cracking as a tear fell down my cheek. I knew that today wouldn’t end well.

“Do you agree with him? That I'm disgusting because I'm a Half blood?" I shuddered as her voice got louder and more menacing, sort of backing away from her.

And now I feel this overwhelming pain
I mean it's in my veins
I mean it's in my brain
My thoughts are running in a circle like a toy train

“Of course not luv,” I said calmly. Finally looking at her again. “Of course I don’t think that! You’re a good one! You aren’t evil! Or- or a danger!” I told her. “You’re the complete opposite to disgusting!”

I'm kinda like a perfect picture with a broken frame

Then she added: "My father is a foul roach? My mother a blood traitor?" she asked then got up from my bed and held her head with her hands, her back to me.

I know exactly who to blame

I too stood and spoke to her, or her back should I say. My voice got bolder. “Yes. Yes I do believe that Irina!” how can she not? “Your father is one of the lowest! And you should take a page out of the Black’s and blast him off of your family tree! Your mother is worse than he!” I snapped, curling my fists. “How dare she have the audacity to mix muggle and witch! Are your grandparents magical too? If so then shame on her!” my voice got lower and more menacing.

I never thought of myself as mean
I always thought that I'd be the queen
And there's no in between
'Cause if I can't have that
Then I would be the leader of the dark
And the bad

I had to control myself. I didn’t want to hurt her. I knew that if I let myself get angry enough I would lash out. Like I did with Thorn. Ava. Ashley.

Now there's a devil on my shoulder
Where the angels used to be
And he's calling me the queen

In that case, I sat back down again as she turned around. "You hurt me Luci! I trusted you...I was never closed to no one like I was with you!" she was basically yelling at me now and it took everything in me to not hold my ears. Protect myself from the words cutting deep. "You made your choice, follow a mad man's order!"

Being nice was my pastime
But I've been hurt for the last time
And I won't ever let another person take advantage of me
The anger burns my skin, third-degree
Now my blood's boiling hotter than a fiery sea

I shot to my feet, “Adrian Thomas Wesley is not a madman you- you…” I closed my eyes and took a few calming breaths. I wasn’t going to insult her like that. “You’re so glad I am me and not my cousin,” I muttered. Alaric loves his grandfather and he is far too impulsive and hot headed to keep as calm as I have managed. Klaus, the maniacal bastard, wouldn't even care! The git would probably laugh - wait no, that is too much emotion for him - he would probably give a smirk and tell her to leave.

There's nobody getting close to me
They're gonna bow to the Evil Queen
Your nightmare's my dream
Just wait until they fall to my wicked schemes

“You choose someone that helped another that wanted you dead! But, hey! She's a pureblood!" Ree then started to laugh making her look crazy. "I'm leaving Luci, I don't care for you anymore! And don't ever call me luv again, I'm not your love!" it was like someone punched me in the gut. All feelings of anger from her previous statement gone as the dam broke. All the stress from the past couple of days. The anxiety. Fear. Now the heartbreak came washing away as I sobbed.

I never thought of myself as mean
I always thought that I'd be the queen
And there's no in between
'Cause if I can't have that
Then I would be the leader of the dark
And the bad

“No- no no! Come back!” I begged as she turned and left, tears in her own eyes. “LUV!” I cried, gut-wrenching sobs hefted up from down below made their way out of my mouth in a painful way.

Now there's a devil on my shoulder
Where the angels used to be
And he's calling me the queen of mean
The queen of mean
The queen of mean

I fell to my knees harshly (no doubt getting carpet burn but that was the last of my worries) and slouched, head down. Accepting my fate.

Something's pulling me
It's so magnetic
My body is moving
Unsure where I'm headed

I didnt really see her leave. All I could hear was a buzzing noise as loud cries reverberated throughout the room. Tears still streamed down my face as I played back everything that just happened. Every breath. Every smile. Every tear. Every micro-expression.

All of my senses have left me defenseless
This darkness around me
Is promising vengeance
The price that I'm willing to pay is expensive
There's nothing to lose
When you're lonely and friendless

I opened my eyes and clenched my fists, angry trembles heard as I tried to stop crying over her.

So my only interest is showing this princess
That I am the queen
And my reign will be endless (endless)
I want what I deserve
I want to rule the world
Sit back and watch them learn
It's finally my turn

My body stilled. A blank look going on my face. Ree was the best thing that had ever happened to me. She was my first love. My first real friend let alone best friend. And then she throws it in my face like that!

If they want a villain for a queen
I'm gonna be one like they've never seen
I'll show them what it means
Now that I am that
I will be the ruler of the dark and the bad
'Cause the devil's on my shoulder
Where the angels used to be
And he's calling me the queen of mean
The queen of mean

Fine. If she wants nothing to do with me when she can have nothing to do with me. Might make things awkward if we do them as a pack but I’m sure Colin—

Oh shit Colin.

I looked up at the door.

I swear Sousa said something as she was leaving and called them “Colin” and we all know the only one that stays here!

Shit. Did my Alpha see my little breakdown there?