Closed Clark Go Away! Okay Bye. pv Clair

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It was over. His life – was over! He got in trouble. His dads sent him a howler. Out of embarrassment – Clark had no choice, but to let it scream at him. He was completely humiliated.

The funny thing was – he wasn’t that embarrassed – when he broke into the greenhouse – stole dragon dung- hurt other peoples feelings – messed around with the scenery – almost drowned three times – got into a fight in the forbidden forest– went to Hogsmeade without permission. In addition – he even called Muggles mudblood– he had gave the illusion that he was drinking alcohol when he was in fact, not Dash the same with smoking. He gave the illusions of those.

But even with those humiliating encounters, Clark had found two griffindors that liked him. It was probably the best feeling that Clark has ever had but even then - he got into a detention numerous times - and one of them was with his knight in shining armor.

When the howler screamed at him – his face lit up in agony – it was like there was a fire within his very soul burning at his face. Guilt head rose to the top. It was like some people were laughing at him. What the hell happened?

How did Octavius and Jack figure out what the hell happened? How did they figure out that Clark was miss behaving? Did somebody snitch on him?

If that was one of his friends – and he didn’t have any – he would’ve been livid. But the emphasis of that dratted read letter was that he would be returning home – and performing all of his studies at home, no matter the outcome. He would not be allowed to return the Hogwarts at all. If he was expelled – he would be in a tremendous amount of trouble. And he could tell Octavius anger from Jack’s. So he was mortified. But at least he wasn’t like the Slytherins- Who tried to kill one another in the middle of the night.

He banged his head on the table – completely embarrassed of being who he was. Maybe – he was giving a Part Goblin reputation, a bad name. Perhaps Bon Jovi has a good point in his song. And if Clark had to break up with somebody, he would find out the hardest thing ever in this world, but it be much better – then being expelled, and never getting to see his boyfriends again.

He loved them – with a passion. But you have them taken away? That would be traumatic. And the truth be told – you really wanna Gabriel and Keith to come over to his house – and maybe live with him.

Clark had only just became the leader of the goosebumps club– he was also in charge of making the schools yearbook. He had a lot of expectations for him – and he had to ruin it all by being very immature. Why couldn’t he act the way that he does at home but at Hogwarts?

Laying his head down on the table Dash he started crying. He felt so alone – and it was like a tragedy. He had to make the choice Dash behave – or be expelled. It was complete humiliation – for him, and it only made him cry harder. There was only a few people he actually cared about – and these people didn’t try to drowned Clark. he cried, harder every single moment. He was afraid – showing the form that he was at home. He found really hard to try to transform his pirate cell, where he was just mischievous, every single moment to his 70s self – where he usually behaved – where he listened, – forget things happened with Clark. Where he actually made friends. He did not want to end up with a broken nose again.

He wanted to wear everything from the 70s for his dinner - his breakfast - his lunch – and even for desserts and for drinks – he wanted to share it with his friends. And Clark even had brought other things to remind him of his 70s lifestyle with his family. They did not do technology – with the exception of a TV, which is on sat channels on.

Completely mortified now, he prepared to run out of the great hall. He had to go apologize to Nancy. It was a stupid bullshit attitude that got him into this position, and it was awful. He had to go reveal how much he had probably ruined her life. Just from her short tenure so far at Hogwarts – as the Herbology professor.
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You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
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Closed Clark Go Away! Okay Bye. pv Clair
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Clair was having a pretty good day, it was Sunday and she was ready for anything the day would throw at her. In her hand was a book which was about the science of teenager's minds and how they change as they grow up, a topic that was interesting to the Ravenclaw lately. She had pulled her hair up into a neat pony and was wearing a sea green V-neck shirt and jeans.

She sat down at the Ravenclaw table and scanned the table for anyone she might know. Seeing no one she settled down in the spot she had landed, she decided to put her book away incase it got dirty, as she was turning to put her book in her bag that was slung over her shoulder the broom racer could not help but hear a howler.

Poor soul, howlers usually were not good, either you'd done something wrong or whoever sent it had a weird way of announcing it. She quickly looked around the room for the source. Once she had pin pointed the source of the sound Clair managed to glimpse the subject of the howler, the boy looked very upset, which was understandable, and Clair felt bad for him.

Before she had even thought of it she found herself out of her seat and walking towards the boy.
Once she was beside him she plopped down, deciding to be honest she began to speak.
"Hi, I'm Clair Fernandez." She said, her tone worried but carefully free of any pity or anything else that could hurt his feelings, "I could not help but hear the howler" she motioned towards the howler "and then I saw you, I just wanted to check that your ok? I mean, um, Howlers are not fun."
Not that she had ever gotten one but she had seen them at the Ravenclaw table before and they always made her happy her sister was not super strict.
(wc 325)

@Clark William Baird-Carter

WHAT IF I FALL? OH, MY DARLING
WHAT IF YOU FLY?
Closed Clark Go Away! Okay Bye. pv Clair
Clark found it a bit stressful upon himself, to find a method of attractiveness upon his behavioral issues- the howler was humiliating- but it projects that Clark would rather be a failure in any way, shape, or form.

Why would he want to see himself in a different light? Why couldn’t he just have fun? Why was he an outcast? Why would he be disposed like he was a putrid bag of trash just because he would simply be immature?

He knew what he was doing was wrong- his destruction- his rage- his stupidity- wasn’t enough to cover his dumb his actions are. He saw a girl. “How did I end up with this frozen heart? I’m literally bringing destruction to the stage- and well, as much as I’d hate to admit it- I feel like I’ve been caught in a war I never meant to wage. It’s a tragedy. It makes me want to end this winter. Somehow bring back summer- so to speak. Should I perhaps keep my guard up?”

Maybe he was misbehaving a little too much. Perhaps it’s time to have a change in his life. No. No it wasn’t. He would act out. Why the hell would he need to change? He’s tried to suppress himself enough. It’s time for his true colors to shine.

You've gotta break some eggs to make an omlette, something something.
𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙙 Ⅰ Hogwarts Hufflepuff.
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