Closed Wake up, sleepy head! PV Cassandra Ironwoods

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𝐻𝑒𝓍 𝒞𝑜𝒹𝑒 #008080English #006400 French #3c78d8 Latin #000000Parsel #8B4513 Spanish	𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 @Ava Winchect	𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃(𝓈) N / A	𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 Reducio Dark Green Turtle Neck + School Uniform Is Under The Turtle Neck + Slytherin Robe + Prefect Badge pinned on the left lapel of the robe + Black and Dark Brown Suede Oxford Shoes	𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟧𝓉𝒽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

Cash was known for their high tolerance for the cold weather since the Prefect chose Winter over Summer any given day but today was different. The cold air of November hit the Scottish Highland more unapologetic and restlessly. The green eyes could not help to bundle up with some layer on top of the school issues uniform.

As the fourth year burst into the Great Hall, it was an ordinary sight to see. The Hall was bustling with chatter here and there. Some trying to catch up with their own homework and some were talking animatedly with their friends. Cash looked at the group of friends that seated not too far from Slytherin's table longingly.

They missed having a closed-knitted group. As comfortable as Cash with their lone wolf act and persona that they sporting these days, Cash was lonely. But before anyone could catch their longing gaze, Cash wiped it out from their face. There no use reminisced the past, Ironwoods the Cuban descendant chided themselves internally.

The young Ironwoods then walked to near the end of the table but it seems someone had occupied their usual sitting. With a sigh, Cash seated not too far beside the girl who held a book with sleep-deprived clearly evident on her face. Cash then put two pancakes, a healthy amount of scrambled eggs, some hashbrowns, and strips of bacon onto their plate.

As they chew away their breakfast, Cash could no help but to take a glance at the sleepy girl that is seated not to far from them. And when the girl slid down from her seating position and closed her eyes to catch much-needed sleep from whatever she deprived herself of, a mischieve smile rose on their lips.

The Slytherin Beater then pushed their plate away from them and get out of their seat. Usually, Cash was the type of person who did not mind other people's business but one thing they dislike is when people slide down on the table and sleep, The table is used for eating and occasionally do some school work but not for sleep.

As the young socialite approached the still-closed eyes sleepy girl, they bend down near her ear. The same mischieve smile spread wide on their lips. At first, they wanted to clap their hands near the sleepy girl's ear to startle her from her sleep but Cash know first-hand how annoying it was to be woken up in that fashion.

Not to mention the headache that followed the intrusion. So, Cash took a much more gentle and mischieve way. As they bend down near the girl's ears, Cash whispered hauntingly at the girl. "If you need to sleep, go to bed and don't use this table,"Cash said in Parsel so creepily and soft it made the back hair of whoever heard it stand up.

Before the sleepy girl woke up from her slumber, Cash hurriedly back to their post and resumed eating their breakfast away and pretending as if nothing happened. They snickered softly and could not help to take a quick glance at the other girl. Cash could not wait to see how the younger girl would react.

12/02/22 • ava speaking • others speaking • mood: bad

It wasn’t a restful sleep I had, laying at that table, more fitful, with me muttering something unintelligible under my breath every few minutes.

The table was not quite as soft as I would like, unlike my bed, so when I heard a creepy hissing behind me I jerked my head up then back down, smacking my head on the table. I rubbed it with my hand, grimacing as I felt it swell.

Looking around, I tried to find who had made that horrible noise. Or what. My eyes filled with fear. Was there something haunting me, watching me from the corner of their eye.

Most students seemed focused on the meal, and I tried to be as well, but it was hard when I was so tired. I noticed a prefect sitting nearby, eyes alight with mischief, much like my eyes had been many times that year. I marched up to her, ready to make a stand and accuse her of what I thought she had done.

I stood up, abandoning my food in my fury and walked over to her, glaring daggers at the prefect. “Why’d you do that?” I asked, eyes narrowed in conviction. I waiter for an answer, hand resting on my hips. Just because she was a prefect didn’t mean she could mess with me, and get away with it. Rude, that was what she was, though a small part of my mind reminded me I probably would’ve slept through breakfast and all the way through class as well. I did my best to ignore that part of my brain though, focusing back in on the prefect.

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𝐻𝑒𝓍 𝒞𝑜𝒹𝑒 #008080English #006400 French #3c78d8 Latin #000000Parsel #8B4513 Spanish	𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 @Ava Winchect	𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃(𝓈) N / A	𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 Reducio Dark Green Turtle Neck + School Uniform Is Under The Turtle Neck + Slytherin Robe + Prefect Badge pinned on the left lapel of the robe + Black and Dark Brown Suede Oxford Shoes	𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟧𝓉𝒽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

As Cash waited for the other girl to wake up from her fitful slumber, Cash could not stop themselves to steal a glance towards where the girl situated or rather than sleep on. And once the girl woke up, she jerked her head up but quickly bend her head down, and thus resulting she banged her own head on the table.

It was rather a hard and loud bang and Cash tried not to let out their own wince. That will leave a bruise Cash thought to themselves and tried not to laugh at the sleepy state of the young girl. Cash resume their breakfast as casually as they can so that the girl did not put her suspicious on the fourth year.

But perhaps it was a futile attempt as the girl marched towards the lone wolf of a Prefect. Maybe the reason why she was brave enough to approach the snarky Prefect perhaps Winchect saw the sparkling mischief that Cash tried to conceal it but the other girl caught it. “Why’d you do that?”The younger one asked. Her eyes narrowed in conviction.

As the voice of the girl entered their hearing sense, Cash looked up from where they were seated. Winchect stood beside the young Ironwoods. The Beater then picked up one of their strip of bacon from their plate and make a bit of show as they took a bite of it. "Why do I do what?"The Cuban descendant widen their eyes hoping their eyes gave out the innocent look.

Their green eyes bore into the eyes of the girl who stood beside them. Cash chewed down on their bacon and turned around to face Winchect so they did not have to crane their neck while looking up at the standing girl. "Honestly, I am just here minding my own business which is trying to finish with my breakfast in peace before you rudely interrupted me"They let out a tutted as a way the fourth year reprimanded the other girl.

"And besides, on what ground are you accusing me of doing what you accused me of?"Cash raised one of their eyebrows as a challenge and wait for Winchect's reply to their inquiries.

12/02/22 • ava speaking • others speaking • mood: bad

The prefect was slow to reply to my accusation, seemingly savoring the taste of the bacon she had picked up. I clenched my fists and unclenched them, tempted to smack her plate across the table and possibly crack the plate. "Why do I do what?" I did my best not to scoff, but couldn’t help but roll my eyes. I wanted to speak but knew it might be better if I waited and the older girl dug herself into a deeper hole. She made an effort of looking at me disapprovingly and took a bite of her bacon before turning to face me. What an ideal angle for me to throw a punch. But staying silent was better, so I kept my poker face on. "Honestly, I am just here minding my own business which is trying to finish with my breakfast in peace before you rudely interrupted me" Midning your business. Seemed like a lesson that could be taught to the older girl herself. She then proceeded to tut at me, apparently scolding me for my actions that were completely reasonable. "And besides, on what ground are you accusing me of doing what you accused me of?" I turned to face the entire Slytherin table. “Who here can speak another language? Possibly…” she needed to think hard for what the books had called it. Was it— “Parseltongue?” If anyone knew anything they better say something now, or I would throw something at the snarky prefect.

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𝐻𝑒𝓍 𝒞𝑜𝒹𝑒 #008080English #006400 French #3c78d8 Latin #000000Parsel #8B4513 Spanish	𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 @Ava Winchect	𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃(𝓈) Henry Knight, Kara Capricorn, Opeila Winters, Starlee Kennedy	𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 Reducio Dark Green Turtle Neck + School Uniform Is Above The Turtle Neck + Slytherin Robe + Prefect Badge pinned on the left lapel of the robe + Black and Dark Brown Suede Oxford Shoes	𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟧𝓉𝒽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

After Cash turned around to face Winchect, they can sense the girl getting slightly agitated with Cash's behavior but the Prefect could care less. They took a quick glance at their - at the moment - forgotten breakfast and stare into the girl's eys. It always like this. Today was the day where they could not had their breakfast in peace.

In some hours more, the very first beginning class of the day will start soon and Cash had no intention not finishing their breakfast. Cash let out a sigh as they bend down their head for a brief moment and when Cash rose their head up, a wide mischievous grin spread all over their face. Annoyed younglings were Cash's favorite pastime.

It looks bad on them since they are a Prefect and two years older than the girl who stood before them but Cash needs some sort of amusement even though it was the expense of someone's anger. The angrier they are at the Slytherin's Beater, the better. Cash was waiting to hear Winchect's claim of her accusation toward the green eyes.

But what they did not expect was when the younger girl spoke to the entire Slytherin table. The people who still lingered around the table were not much but still there were enough witnesses to see the quarrel between the Prefect and the first-year. “Who here can speak another language? Possibly…"Winchect speaks.

The girl gave out a deliberate pause to make the air thicken with drama and Cash could not help but to roll out their eyes and let out a scoff. "So dramatic,"Cash whispered under their breath in Spanish. “Parseltongue?”The girl uttered. Cash almost missed when Winchect said the forbidden word. Forbidden for Cash at least.

Sure Cash has a snake as a pet since it was an odd choice of pet to have but it does not mean Cash a Parseltongue even though they are. Not a lot of people at Hogwarts know that Cash is a Parseltongue. The ones that know that Cash could speak the language of the snake are the A.S.P gang, Henry Knight, Kara Capricorn, Opeila Winters, and Starlee Kennedy.

With Henry and Kara had gone from both Hogwarts and Cash's life, the one that knows still the A.S.P gang and Starlee. All of them are under an oath to take the secret within the member of the A.S.P. to their grave and will not tell a soul unless the person themselves will reveal it to the person of their choice.

And Cash? Cash will not tell a soul that they are a Parsel unless they choose to do so. Did Winchect expect Cash to just come clean to her that yes both Cash is a Parsel and can talk Parseltongue? As if! Cash et out a scoff again. "You do not have enough evidence to accuse me IF I speak the language"Cash said matter of factly. The Cuban descendant put emphasis on the word IF.

It was not a confession from the fourth year. "For all you know, I could speak in other languages that is closely similar to what you accuse me of. I could speak Latin and you would not know the difference,"Cash expressed. They needed to stay in control and the only way to do that is to remain calm.

Ava wanted to do a lot of things to the annoying prefect, but at the front of her mind was the want to punch her. She curled her hands at her side, and the idea of punching the prefect stayed with her the entire time.

Ava knew that she didn’t have much time to eat, given that the great hall was slowly being rid of students. She had to make a choice. Continue to pursue the prefect or eat her food. And of course, this was Ava we were talking about. Ava wasn’t going to give up a fight just for food.

Parseltongue. That was what it was called. She had read that in a book about slytherin. “Everyone assumes parseltongue is the mark of a dark wizard. Slytherin himself was a parseltongue.” The mark of a dark wizard. The idea had been repeated throughout the book. Was this prefect a dark wizard? The flash of surprise on the older girl’s face would confirm it. Ava took a step back. Maybe she should run. Would the girl hurt her in the view of everyone else?

"You do not have enough evidence to accuse me IF I speak the language" Ava glared at her, and couldn’t help herself from retorting. “Fine. You were hissing at me for fun.” Nice one, Ava allowed, before she realized she was putting herself in danger. She was ebbing the girl on, basically giving her a reason to attack.

"For all you know, I could speak in other languages that is closely similar to what you accuse me of. I could speak Latin and you would not know the difference." The great hall was almost completely cleared out now. Should she run? She took one more step to be safe. “Are you a dark wizard?” She whispered. Whether the older girl was meant to hear it was irrelevant, the only thing that mattered was how she reacted to it.

Reducio Ava contemplates her safety around the older girl (assumed a dark wizard)

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𝐻𝑒𝓍 𝒞𝑜𝒹𝑒 #008080English #006400 French #3c78d8 Latin #000000Parsel #8B4513 Spanish	𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 @Ava Winchect	𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃(𝓈) N / A	𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 Reducio Dark Green Turtle Neck + School Uniform Is Above The Turtle Neck + Slytherin Robe + Prefect Badge pinned on the left lapel of the robe + Enchanted Satchel Bag + Black and Dark Brown Suede Oxford Shoes	𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟧𝓉𝒽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

At this point it was wishful thinking that the Prefect could finish their breakfast before the very first class of the day began. Their half-empty plate of breakfast was now completely laid forgotten in front of them just because this annoying little first-year would not let go of what she insinuated that they are a Parsel.

Which they are and what Winchecct think about them that Cash both is a Parsel and could speak Parseltongue was not that far from the truth. In fact, the young girl nipped it in the bud what she suggested Cash was. But the thought of someone could possibly guess it when Cash never meet the other person before, gave panic and Cash tried not to let it show on their face too much.

“Fine. You were hissing at me for fun.”The younger girl retorted at the Slytherin Beater annoyedly. This time around Cash did not stop themselves from smiling. The wide grin of mischieve that spread from ear to ear was a shred of evidence that they definitely do what Winchect truly accusing them of.

Cash took a sip of their choice of a drink of the day as they looked at Winchect with a smile that was hidden by the glass that was pressed against their lips. "That,"Cash gulped down as they pull the glass away from their mouth. "Is something I definitely do,"The green eyes did not beat around the bush and just fully admit their act of mischievousness.

Their green eyes looked around the Hall and bit by bit the Hall started to get barren as students slowly leaving out the space. The fourth year then stood up, collected all their school possessions, and shouldered their enchanted satchel. With Cash now stood on their feet, the young Ironwoods towering over the girl who stood before them.

Cash took a breath. "Are you done interrogating me?"They asked with a tone full with sarcasm. Cash knew they started to irk the girl and waiting what the girl will do. Surely she would not dare punched a Prefect in the eyes of some people that still lingered around the Great Hall. The young Ironwoods were ready to leave the room until a question escaped from Winchect's lips.

"Are you a dark wizard?"She inquired about the Care of Magical Creature intern. The question stopped Cash on their track and made them turn around. The idea of Cash being a dark Wix crosses their mind once or twice but Cash never fully thinks of it in such a deeper meaning or way. "The term for me is a Wix, darling~," They said way too sweet for their usual behavior.

They got tired when people used the wrong terms or pronouns when addressing the Viridian Viper Co-Captain. "I used they/them pronoun,"They added on. Then Cash contemplated on the question that Winchect had asked them a mere seconds ago. Cash had two options. Saying straight-up no, they walked out of the room, and never have to see this girl again.

Or their favorite option was to play some mind trick on the other girl. A few seconds went by and Cash decided to play with Winchect's gullible young mind. "Does it really matter?"They said as their thick English-Spanish accent sprouted out. "What if I am?" They inquired. "And what if I am not?,"Cash carried on.

"What are you going to do about it? What is it to you any way that so important whether I am one or not?"They asked while waiting for Winchect to say whatever she needed and wanted to say.

How angry would Ava get before she got physical? It certainly wouldn’t be long now.

The prefect seemed amused by her sarcasm. Sarcasm. Clearly this girl was trying to play games, trying to make her believe things that hadn’t really happen. Ava knew what she had heard. Creepy hissing. She knew what she had seen. A mischievous prefect.

"That, is something I definitely do," Ava let out an audible snort. Sure she did. Ava thought. She also hung out with rats in her free time. Would explain her nasty behavior. Another snort, this time for her own comment.

"Are you done interrogating me?" The prefect asked. Ava rolled her eyes. "Wouldn’t you like to know." Ava taunted, not really caring at this point. She wouldn’t let this prefect make a fool out of her.

The stragglers were the only people left in the great hall when Ava made the most daring move of the entire year. Accusing the prefect of being a dark wizard.

"The term for me is a Wix, darling~," Ava stared at the prefect, and realized her mistake. Whoops. "I used they/them pronoun," Ava physically rolled her eyes. "Do I look like I give a fuck?" Ava asked with as much conviction as possible.

"Does it really matter?" Ava raised her eyebrow. Wasn’t this the same as the prefect saying yes? "What if I am?" Her eyebrows raised higher. "And what if I am not?," What was that supposed to mean? "Does it matter, does it matter?" Ava repeated angrily.

"What are you going to do about it? What is it to you any way that so important whether I am one or not?" Ava threw her hands up in the air. "It matters because I have to stay in the same school as you and you could harm me! And the rest of the school!" The last part seemed an afterthought on the younger girls part, but a thought nonetheless.

263/200

November 25th

@Cassandra Ironwoods

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𝐻𝑒𝓍 𝒞𝑜𝒹𝑒 #008080English #006400 French #3c78d8 Latin #000000Parsel #8B4513 Spanish	𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 @Ava Winchect	𝑀𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃(𝓈) Katherine Labrouder	𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓊𝓉𝒻𝒾𝓉𝓈 Reducio Dark Green Turtle Neck + School Uniform Is Above The Turtle Neck + Slytherin Robe + Prefect Badge pinned on the left lapel of the robe + Enchanted Satchel Bag + Black and Dark Brown Suede Oxford Shoes	𝐹𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒩𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝟤𝟧𝓉𝒽, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤

Cas was wondering how the hell that they was in this conversation and situation. One minute they were hissing in Parsel to woke the sleepy girl up and the next the said girl had made an accusation that Cash could be a potential dark wizard. All become blurry. Well not that blur. "Do I look like I give a fuck?"The girl said to the Prefect with such hard conviction.

The fourth-year raised one of their eyebrows, Thet tutted out. "Such a shame,"They uttered. "Such a foul mouth from a young girl,"The Cuban descendant added. "Did your parents not teach you anything about being polite and respectful to someone older than you?"They inquired. It is one of Cash's pet peeves. Bring how one parent raised their children into a conversation.

But what Cash had said was they would not take it back. Then the girl keeps insisting that Cash is a dark wizard. "Does it matter, does it matter?"Winchect repeated angrily. Cash could not suppress their smile. The girl took the bait and Cash was so giddy with how the young girl reacted toward Cash's nonchalant take on the matter.

"It matters because I have to stay in the same school as you and you could harm me! And the rest of the school!"Winchect continued some more. Cash blinked their eyes, Then they tilted their head like how a puppy was curious at something. This is what Cash like about playing with young minds.They easily to be tricked and Cash intended to play along.

They were curious about how far they could lie and trick the girl along. Cash widen their eyes and pulled the best innocent look when they stared at Winchect. The Slytherin Beater then took some steps until they stood in front of the girl. "Cariña, darling"They unconsciously let the term of endearment slip up from their lips.

Not that Cash was close to the other girl. No. The term of endearment just rolled out just because of their half-Latinx upbringing. "I do not know how you view the world but here is a tip for you,"They added on. "In this school, most people did not go run around announcing what they truly are. Whether they are dhampirs, parselmouths, werewolves, and the like unless they chose to"Cash deliberately stops to give a dramatic pause.

"So, If I am indeed a dark wizard as you thought of me, would it be ideal and logical if I announced it to you as we are strangers to one another?"They rhetorically asked. "Besides, if I truly am like what you accused me of, I would not attend this school. I rather go to school where I could harness my potential dark magic,"Cash spoke up.

"And if I am a dark wizard who has a murderous tendency, you will not see it coming from miles away, cari dear"They continued with a glint of mischieve shine on their green eyes. "So, you do not have to worry that I will harm you or anything. Not yet, anyway"Cash pulled the strap of their enchanted satchel that slided down up to their shoulder and sent a playful wink toward the young girl.

Turns out playing with young minds is equally as fun as bullying those mudbloods muggle-borns. If Kath could see them right now, she will be proud with how Cash tricked this young girl to play along with their mind games.