Pernicious Potions PV Abandoned

Interacting with @Ariana Walker

Sky was violently jerked out of her thoughts by the jolt of the table and the realization of the presence of a certain gryffindor next to her. She inwardly rolled her eyes, annoyance starting to build up within the sly snake. What was her problem? She turned to look at the girl calmly, her infamous smirk smothered across her features in apparent amusement. “Tut tut Walker, a little hot under the collar already are we?” She teased menacingly, fixing the brunette's furious stare with her own cold maliceful ones. “It's still very early in the morning, have you already found something to be angry about?” She mocked fake shock, gathering her ingredients in front of her as she lit a fire carefully under her cauldron.

Sky had always been brilliant at potions, it was one thing she was definitely proud of. It was a talent herself and her father shared, although she was often too similar to him to ever get along. Identical in personality, their wit and clever remarks often lead to vicious verbal arguments that rattled the poor brains and ears of her dear mother and brothers. She looked up from her cauldron eyeing the brunette's poorly cut ingredients “Don’t come too close to me Walker, I wouldn’t want you slimming up my potion you know.” She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. “I haven't forgotten what a disaster you are when it comes to brewing different elixirs” she smirked again knowingly, a smug smile spread across her features, enjoying the effect she was creating. That girl was irritating beyond anything, the Slytherin couldn’t stand her. Muttering bitterly to herself she picked up her knife, dicing the ingredients into perfect little squares, determined to show her enemy how it was really done.

Permission to godmod Ariana’s poor ingredients~

Ariana ignored the snakes first words, sending a seething look in her direction and she reached for her knife and began shredding her roots. Better not to say anything, she told herself, as she copied Sky actions of lighting a fire delicately underneath her cauldron. As the pink haired girl wore on with her gratuitous comments however, Ariana found herself viciously biting her tounge, to avoid turning the table over in annoyance.

What was it with this girl?

She threw back a snappy remark. “Oh I won’t need to be going anywhere near your hideous potion, In fact, I hope you dissolve in its toxic fumes”, turning back to her roots, she resumed cutting them, her hands slightly shaking with anger as she vented most of her feelings in pretending that each one had the horrible face of the snake next to her.

She saw Sky shoot a malicious look in her direction again, this time eyeing her poorly cut ingredients. She would have been able to cut them better but maybe she was simply careless that way, or maybe it was the very presence of the Slytherin next to her that had mutilated her usually satisfactory performance?

Whatever the case, Ariana wasn’t in the mood for Sky’s aggravating attitude right now and it was with tremendous effort that she stopped herself from dunking the girls head forcefully into the cauldron in front of her. It couldn’t do any harm right? At least it would disfigure the extremely annoying smirk that seemed eternally plastered on her enemy’s pale face.

“I haven't forgotten what a disaster you are when it comes to brewing different elixirs”

She slammed her knife down. Turning to meet the Slytherins smug gaze with her own piercing one. “I forgot what a disaster you are when it comes to making friends!” She emphasised the word ‘friends’ spitefully. It was quite unlike Ariana to go for a personal attack, even more unlike her to demonstrate her hate though mere words. Had the snake's snarky nature rubbed off on her? “Maybe, if you made the effort to be a little nicer, you might find yourself with a few people who actually liked you!”

She spun back around and began mashing her beetle eyes furiously, pounding them with unnecessary force. She shouldn’t have said those things, but then why again was she feeling bad? This was her enemy she was talking about. Sky had said many worse things to her in the past, although was that really a reason to justify her unruly comments? Did the pink haired girl think any similarly toward Ariana in this way? Was she ever even regretful about the things she said to people?

That said, Ariana’s temper was not to be tested, it seemed inevitable that she couldn’t do anything here, not in front of the teacher of course, the fists would come later, maybe the corridors, where she would smash that irritating, arrogant smirk to pieces.

However, Ariana usually found that the snake was prone to verbal arguments rather than using physical resolve. Was the girl such a coward as to not face the gryffindor properly? Was she scared?

Ariana didn’t know, and it was with a vicious shake of her head that she turned once again, back to her potion. It was now ammuting puffs of smoke, she had failed to notice this in her disturbing daydream, could she even call it that? More like a day-mare, she thought bitterly, as she waved her hand in front of her face, fanning the smoke from her now-watering eyes.