Second Defence Lesson

[Keaira O'Connell]

Keaira did nothing but watch as the boys were sentenced. She knew that the stakes for both sides were high. She would be losing points for her own house, points that she had worked hard enough as it was to gather, being on time, answering questions correctly, and finding constructive uses of her free time. Things she had been rewarded for. Now they were all swept away, all her hard earned work just gone. Then there was the other side of the story. Alessandro would have less free time if he was in detention for the next month, Time that he would not be able to spend writing to her… and then when she returned it would be time he would not be spending with her either… The plus side was however, if he was busy in detention he wouldn’t be busy taking trips to the elf kitchen with Susan…

She cast them each worried looks; there was one other thing that she had not taken in to thoughts. Training. How would D’rorah resume proper training of the group if half of them were missing? This turn of events did throw a wrench in to the plans. Although if the light fighters could not train due to detentions, gat surely would be hard pressed to train as well. And therefore they would be equally handicapped. When Gat took his leave, Keaira felt the slight wave of contempt overcome her, if there was one thing that could set her off it was stupidity, and gat had a full deck of it. Not only did he overreact, but he then used evil, and dark magic, and followed it up with a disrespectful attitude to the professor, and then a nonchalant attitude as he left. Acting as if he hadn’t almost caused a disaster. Keaira thought of a plan for revenge later, but she had to focus on other things at this time, revenge would wait.

As Alessandro made his way nearer to her position she got a good look at the place where his hair had been prematurely severed from the rest of his locks. It made a small change in his appearance, but Keaira thought that just maybe he looked cuter with it chopped shorter. She tried to put up a bit of a comforting smile, but his expression wore down her resolution to try and cheer him up. Instead she opted for a different approach. As he moved in to touching distinct she reached up her arm, intending to run her finger through his hair, and get a bit of a feel for its new length.

“You know, maybe you needed a bit of a hair cut.” He words flowed out with a smile slowly forming to her lips as she paused to let the words sink in a bit before finishing her comments. “But, next time, lets use the scissors ok?” She smiled, a bit knowing that he might take it badly, but hoping that everything would be fine.

[Alessandro Darko]

He was stopped by Keaira as she attempted to make things better by spinning the situation off as a joke. He didn't really feel inclined to jest at the moment, seeing as the whole situation started due to him feeling a spark of darkness within him, escalating to an inferno of anger burning inside of him due to the ignorance of one Slytherin boy.

He knew Keaira was only trying to make him feel better and distract him, and it took a lot for him to control his mouth and actions as she told him to use th scissors next time. He truly did not realize how vane he was until something interfered with his aesthetic composition. It was a small change, true, but it was a change that was unwarranted.

He gave her a weak smile with a clenched jaw. "Hopefully not cursed scissors..." He said running his fingers through the now three inches shorter lock of hair as he strained to look at the length. He closed his eyes and shook his head and then continued on toward the door.

"I'll talk to you later, Keaira..." He said as he waved goodbye to her. He just wanted to get out of that class and occupy his mind with something else.

[karinachan08]

Ariana fallowed Gat out of the class room where she grabbed his hand. "hey if we have time want to go to Hogsmead for lunch?" she asked calmly but with a bit of sweetness in her voice. "my treat" she added still holding his hand. Ariana dropped her book bag again as she nearly tripped on the carpet in the hall way. When the bag fell she heard something brake in it and said, "Shiite, please don't have let that been the frozen Ashwinder eggs I had with me that I was going to use latter after lunch" said Ariana letting Gats hand go so that she could look in her book bag. Ariana sighed as she looked at another broken bottle that layed in her bag, it was in fact the bottle she hoped would not brake.

[Dylan Cooper]

Glad that Gat was being punished the most severly, he only wanted the insolent Slytherin to be expelled. Expecting there would be some reason that Professor Archer had not done so, he figured that perhaps he needed to consult with the Headmistress first. In any case, if Gat was so bold and rash as to perform such dark magic in a class full of people, Dylan would definintely need to be wary. Noting that he needed to take infinitely more care around the grounds and Hogsmeade, he worried briefly for the safety of everyone, especially those involved in today's incident. He always worried about D'rorah, that was nothing new. But now Alessandro, as well, he would need to keep a closer eye on.

No, he did not consider himself a hero by any means. But an extra pair of eyes would not hurt his dormmate, and the more protection Dylan could offer, the better chance they would have if ever Gat decided to attack. He needed to set aside more time for training, he decided quickly. Already he was dedicating at least a few hours every day to improving his defences and attacking skills, but he would need to up that. This was more important than anything else, even, dare he say it, school work.

Listening to the punishment given out by the professor, he sighed lightly. The five points he'd lost for tardiness to Potions had easily been made up for in Herbology, but twenty-five would take a bit more time. Considering he never liked to raise his hand in class, he tossed up the idea in his head, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be too damaging to speak up once in a while. He would do what he could to replace the points, with interest, as soon as possible. Usually, hearing that the detentions might take up valuable time which he could have used to train, he would have grimaced. Today, however, he didn't quite feel like he had the right to do such a thing. Archer was perfectly reasonable in giving out the punishments he had, and Dylan was glad it had not been worse. He was also tremendously glad that him and Alessandro had seperate detentions to Gat; one more excuse or opportunity for Gat to attack them was not something that exactly inspired enormous amounts of joy within him.

Hearing the dismissal, he looked at D'rorah and felt even more ashamed of his actions than he had at any point during Professor Archer's speech. Her posture was rigid, her arms were crossed, and she did not look pleased. Receiving a small smile from Alessandro, he didn't particularly feel like returning it right at that point, so settled for a slight nod.

Moving towards the professor, he did as his dormmate had done. "I really am sorry, professor. I just don't take kindly to my friends being attacked, though I realise that doesn't quite excuse my actions," he said in a small, apologetic voice. "Sorry..." he repeated, wondering if it would do any good to restore Alex's faith in him. Sighing lightly, he made to leave the classroom.

[D'rorah Philosophy]

Seeing that the situation seemed to be in hand and that Gat had already left, D'rorah spun on her heel and strode from the room without any comment. She would speak with both Dylan and Alessandro later, when she had more time. Both seemed sufficiently chastised for their actions, in her opinion.

In her mind, she was already considering the possible effects this particular encounter would have on the training she had wished to begin soon for the other Shadow Warriors and Elemental Masters. The idea of taking up even more of their time seemed a bit extreme to her, but truly this training was very important and time would have to be made.