A Clash In The Halls Open Abandoned

Ana was scurrying through the corridors, completely lost in thought. After a few distractions during the past months, she had a lot of plotting and scheming to do to keep up with her escape plan. Again and again, she recalled the bullet-point list which she had set up some time during her very first days at the wizarding school. Maybe there was actually a reason for her to have been Sorted into Ravenclaw despite it being far from what the young girl had expected - intelligent people were kind of organized, weren't they? Additionally, she had even memorized the plan, which made the crumpled piece of paper in her hand completely unnecessary as Ana muttered the words on it to herself. It made her comfortable though, that feeling of a physical aid, a straw she could clutch at.

- Leave dormitory, make sure not to get caught
- break into shed where the brooms are stored (practice Alohomora spell in advance!)
- steal broom
- fly home
- reunite with Laila

It was simple. In a few days, she would be gone, back home with the people she loved. Leaving this wretched place behind forever. 

A thump that sent her falling backwards with flailing arms brought her back into the present. She winced as her back hit the stone tiles. Hard. Biting her bottom lip, Ana squeezed her eyes together, holding back the tears that were slowly forming in them. 
However, the pain faded into the background as she realized that her hands were empty. Agonizing fear shot through her as she groped around on the floor of the corridor in panic, Lifting her head, she saw a Ravenclaw about her size, also lying on the ground, the contents of her bag all over the floor. Schoolbooks and pages full of scribbled handwriting. What if the girl mistook Ana's list for one of her own pages? Her attempt to flee would be over before it had even properly begun.
As the student she'd collided with got to her feet, it quickly became clear that she was not the least interested in the piece of paper Ana had dropped. "What the hell?! Watch where you're going, asshole.", she cussed at Ana in a shrill, angry voice. On that, Ana quickly scrambled to her feet. What was that girl thinking? In no way whatsoever did she have the right to insult her like that. This kind of behaviour certainly didn't mix well with Ana's boldness and explosive temper. "Fuck you", she shouted, a blazing look in her eyes. "Who do you think you are? Going 'round hurling insults at people like it wasn't your fault?" With that, she reached out and slapped the girl.
Hard.
Right across the face.

Serena was having a pretty decent day. The sun had finally decided to come out, all her classes went well, and her favorite food was served at lunch today. Now, the badger was skipping down the corridor to the library to finish up schoolwork and maybe do some reading.

However, her skipping came to a halt when she saw two girls collide, sending them both to the floor. One of them had even had their backpack spill open, leaving all of its' contents everywhere. Serena winced. That had to hurt. She was about to go see if the two were alright and help gather everything when she heard their interaction.

"What the hell?! Watch where you're going, asshole."

Well, that wasn't very nice, but Serena could understand the frustration. But then the other girl spoke up.

"Fuck you. Who do you think you are? Going 'round hurling insults at people like it wasn't your fault?"

Such foul language! And these girls seemed to be around the same age as her! But Serena couldn't have anticipated what happened next. The girl slapped her! For no good reason! The first-year looked around for a Professor, Head of House, or heck, even a Prefect. But Serena couldn't see anyone else in the corridor.

Well, she guessed it was down to her to step in. Before the situation got worse. At least until someone with more authority could step in. Serena walked up to the two girls.

"Hey! While what she said wasn't exactly nice, that slap was uncalled for!" She called out. "Now, are you both alright? That looked like it hurt…" Serena addressed both girls.

She then bent down to start gathering the various textbooks and other sheets of paper that had fallen during the collision.

Interacting with: @Elzabeth Gillan and @Ana Fox

Hex Code: Bolded #BF9000

"What the hell?! Watch where you're going, asshole."

"Fuck you. Who do you think you are? Going 'round hurling insults at people like it wasn't your fault?"

"Hey! While what she said wasn't exactly nice, that slap was uncalled for! Now, are you both alright? That looked like it hurt…"

"What the hell happened?"

Interactions: @Maria Dee @Elzabeth Gillan @Lydia Hughes @Serena Bowen

Ana stood there, her chest heaving, adrenaline flooding her body. Her slapping the girl had been unexpected even for herself - usually, Ana did not resort to physical violence. Not at all. She was known for her sharp and sometimes painfully honest choice of words, but she had never slapped anyone before - well, not on purpose. She could be clumsy sometimes.
Still, along with the surprise and shock, she felt a strong feeling of anger rising up. She had not been watching out for anyone coming around the corner, that was true, and she would have admitted it happily. But the blonde Ravenclaw calling her an asshole had been too much - she had obviously not paid attention either, this accident was her fault too, and she had no right at all to go insulting people.
Two completely opposing sentiments were warring in Ana's mind. She did feel sorry for what she had done. It had been wrong to slap the girl. Despite her angry words, she did not deserve that. On the other hand, when Ana looked at her, the condescending, shrill voice hurling an insult at her echoed in her head, making her want to hit the student again. 
That second feeling she resisted. As her temper slowly cooled down, she realized that more girls had joined them in the corridor, seemingly shocked, crowding around them. A first-year Hufflepuff was the first to approach. "Hey! While what she said wasn't exactly nice, that slap was uncalled for!" Ana felt the anger return. This wasn't any of the girl's business. Who was she to judge her actions? Ana opened her mouth to talk back, but the Hufflepuff continued, now in a softer tone. "Now, are you both alright? That looked like it hurt…" Only then did Ana notice the fading sting in her palm from where it had hit the other Ravenclaw's face. She winced, shaking her hand. "I'm fine", she said, grimacing, as the girl bent down to pick up the textbooks and pages littered all over the floor. Ana stared at them in horror - because there it was, the list, the plan, her chance to get out of Hogwarts and back to her parents, her best friends. Her crush, Laila. It had been all she had been thinking about since the beginning of the school year - and now, by simply picking up the list, reading it and reporting her to a Professor, this Hufflepuff could ruin all the preparations she had made. The small Ravenclaw quickly went through her options - picking up the piece of paper would mean her finally regaining possession of it, yet she'd also draw attention to herself by doing so. Hoping for the Hufflepuff girl not to notice it was simply naive. Maybe the Hufflepuff would slip it into the bookbag of the girl whom Ana had slapped without taking a closer look at it; then Ana might have the chance to take the bullet-point list back later before the rude Ravenclaw noticed it in there.
Before she was able to decide on an option, another Ravenclaw approached, interrupting her thoughts. After mumbling something to herself which sounded like "Damn", she addressed the Hufflepuff still busy with the pile of books and homework on the ground, the rude girl and Ana directly, her voice much clearer now, with a certain sense of hostility in it. Ana immediately thought of it as sharp as cut glass. "What the hell happened?", she asked. 
Whereas the thing the Hufflepuff had most cared about was whether both of them were well, this girl certainly wouldn't be as soft on the two. Ana couldn't spot a Prefect's badge anywhere - maybe she was too young for that - but the newly approached Ravenclaw definitely acted like one. Ana wasn't sure if she should be impressed by her apparent confidence or annoyed upon witnessing a first-year like herself displaying such behaviour. 
Remembering that the prefect-like girl had asked a question, Ana hurried to answer. "She insulted me - I hadn't really done anything, it was an accident, we knocked into each other on the corridor. Then she got all pissed - uh, annoyed - and called me an asshole, so, well, I got angry." Still feeling somewhat hostile towards her, the first-year could not resist to add a sharp "I think that's quite understandable when being confronted with such rudeness" with a quick toss of her head including the massive Afro on top. This addition probably wasn't the most intelligent one - maybe thinking she belonged in Ravenclaw just because of making lists and itineraries, like she had just before this whole... incident, was dumb after all - nor had Ana been reflected enough before blurting out with this "defense" to realize that she had been just as rude, if not more. Still, it had been the other Ravenclaw who'd started!- oh, for God's sake, she was sounding like a toddler. Ana released a quiet little sigh in exasperation. 
From the corner of her eye, she noticed a second Hufflepuff approaching. Having almost fully calmed down, Ana patiently waited for her to also give her opinion on the subject or starting to worry about the two girls. However, the Hufflepuff remained mute, much to her surprise. 

@Ana Fox @Maria Dee @Lydia Hughes @Serena Bowen

It all was happening so quickly, one second she was staring the girl down and the next her cheek exploded in pain. Tears sprouted before Elizabeth could even stop them. She had never been slapped before, not seemingly out of the blue like this.

Several more people stopped by in the commotion, their faces either worried or amused. Elzabeths hand went up to her cheek where her skin was warm not only from the assault but from the shame. She had never outright been rude to someone before and because she was, this is what she got.

Elzabeth ignored everyone's questions and started to pick her things back up, throwing them into her bag. The only thing keeping Elzabeth from tackling the girl in front of her was the reasonable voice in her head that only seemed to be getting fainter with each word someone said.

Just as Elzabeth was ready to snap, she looked down at a note she immediately knew was not hers. What an odd list, it was completely foolish whoever made it.

"I think that's quite understandable when being confronted with such rudeness"

Elzabeth snapped her head back up, crumpling the paper in her hands. "You are nieve if you think smacking someone is the right way to handle an unkind word. I'm truly sorry your feelings got hurt and you felt the need to take it out on another." Elzabeths words dripped like venom. She felt a tear give away and she angrily wiped at it, there was nothing worse than angry crying.

It was beyond unlike her to be this rude but at this point, the girl had gotten under her skin. "You're lucky I have some self-control, unlike some of us." Elzabeth bent down, taking the last of her things along with the list. It wasn't her handwriting nor any of her friends which meant it belonged to the other girl. Who was Laila?

"I think that's quite understandable when being confronted with such rudeness"

"You are nieve if you think smacking someone is the right way to handle an unkind word. I'm truly sorry your feelings got hurt and you felt the need to take it out on another."

"She insulted me - I hadn't really done anything, it was an accident, we knocked into each other on the corridor. Then she got all pissed - uh, annoyed - and called me an asshole, so, well, I got angry." "I think that's quite understandable when being confronted with such rudeness"

Interactions: @Maria Dee @Elzabeth Gillan @Lydia Hughes @Serena Bowen

"You are naive if you think smacking someone is the right way to handle an unkind word. I'm truly sorry your feelings got hurt and you felt the need to take it out on another." Usually, Ana would have been quick to give a sharp retort. Now, however, she stood there with eyes wide open in shock, her breathing accelerating until it was on the verge of hyperventilation. Completely petrified. All she could look at was the list, right there, in the other girl's hand, eyes darting over it, taking in the words. 

She knows. She knows. And she hates me... she'd have no problem with handing this to a teacher... all of it could be over... I need to get it back!

Just as she moved her hand to grab the crumpled piece of paper, a dark-haired girl stepped forward to intervene, a Hufflepuff, judging by her robes. “What happened here was an accident, that just got out of hand.” The Hufflepuff having addressed the blonde girl before, Ana was startled when she turned to her on saying these last words. “SO PEOPLE SHOULD JUST CARRY ON WITH WHAT THEY WERE DOING.” Her voice, already the loudest of them, became even more intense as she turned to the bystanders who had come to watch, forming a small crowd. Intimidated by the Hufflepuff, they immediately dispersed.
“And I think the two of you should take a deep breath before a prefect comes and starts handing out detentions.”, the second Hufflepuff continued. "I don't care", Ana retorted angrily. Detentions were the one thing she really didn't care about at all right now. No matter how, she had to get back the list, and she had a feeling that calm argumentation would be fruitless with this girl, taking into consideration how both of them had behaved earlier. If she had to get a detention for taking back what was hers, so be it. 
"Give me that!", now directed at the girl who was still holding Ana's list, smugly crumpling it up in her hand. Her voice was something between a scream and a snarl, rage and panic combined. Did she sound crazy? Maybe. But it might intimidate the girl, and then Ana would have the chance to snatch the list... so she hoped.