Yellow with Envy (Open)

Silver sat down at a library table, pulling a bag full of his schoolbooks with him. He pulled out Magical Theory and began reading. It was a difficult book to decipher without help from a teacher, but he was managing it. Magical Theory was a fascinating subject to learn about; he decided. It was interesting to learn why one couldn't conjure real food from nothing.

After a while, though, he got bored of the book and brought out a quill and parchment and began doodling. A stroke here, a line there, a curve that way, and there was a cat on his paper. He tapped the parchment with his wand and the cat came to life, licking its paw and pacing around the parchment hungrily.

"Doodling, are we?" A voice brought him out of his reverie. He looked up, not expecting a Slytherin to be standing before him, but there one was.

"Yes, I am," he answered warily.

"Shouldn't you be studying, little badger," the snake mocked him.

"Watch out, you might get bitten, snake," Silver retorted.

"Oh ho ho, so our badger has some bite, well should we teach this badger a lesson about speaking to his betters, huh guys," The slytherin had friends. Great. Maybe someone could save him?
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Yellow with Envy (Open)
Margaret looks up, wondering who's talking, she quickly figures out who started it as he was wearing green. She picks up her quill and hurls it at the boy in green "oh shut up" she says, extending the words a bit to show her annoyance. "It's people like you that make Slytherin look bad" Margaret snaps at him. Immediately her heart race and she knows she's made a terrible desition.

Oh no I'm in trouble. She wasn't worried about the Slytherin but rather the teacher taking the wrong side. Her eyes widen and her face turns red. She never did rash things like that, this was a strange occasion, usually there was an influence, like her siblings or friends that made her do both rave and dumb things. She wasn't a perfect, no it all but usually when she did bad things she was almost certain she wouldn't get caught. She had done bad things in plain sight but not usually. She knew she could have been seen by a teacher and easily assumed to be in the wrong and that's what she was afraid of, she couldn't argue with a teacher. At the same time, she was also kind of glad she did it, she thought it was a bit funny and it gave her a bit of a rush. She found comfort in the fact that even if she did get caught atleast she wouldn't be the only one in trouble.

"Whenever I am afraid I will trust in you"
(psalms 56:3)