Don't Believe Everything You Read...((Ivy))

[Deryn Morgan]

The courtyard seemed like a nice change for Deryn. She really needed to be outside for a while, and the courtyard was a welcoming place. It was a nice, sunny day, warm too, so Deryn ventured out. Granted she was still angry about the whole Daily Prophet issue, but she had cooled off some. She knew that none of the bogus material about her father being a traitor was true, so she didn't need to worry about whatever anyone else said. She didn't need to, but that didn't mean she wasn't worrying about it. She was outraged at that horrible Skeeter woman for turning her father's story into something completely untrue. It wasn't like he had almost died, single-handedly trying to save the country, but he wasn't a traitor either. Deryn was just stuck. She knew there were a lot of people that believed everything they read in the Prophet, and those were the people Deryn wanted to just slap.

Sighing, Deryn took a seat on one of the empty benches on the far side of the courtyard. Students rarely sat on this side, so Deryn knew she'd be alone. For a while, anyways. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, especially the ones that she heard whispering about her as she walked through the courtyard. Ignoring them, Deryn turned her attention to more important things. Like William. The whole Great Hall incident had lead up to one of the greatest moments in Deryn's life, and she wanted to milk it for all it was worth. It had only been a few seconds, but that kiss was something she wasn't going to forget anytime soon. The thought of it brought a smile onto her lips and she decided to let her mind sit on the thought for a while.

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"What are you smiling about?" Ivy said from a far corner of the courtyard. She had been polishing her violin when she realized that Deryn walked onto the almost empty courtyard. Obviously, there were a few things about the Morgan girl that ticked Ivy off.

Ivy gave Deryn a cruel smile before continuing to polish her beautiful violin. "Did you find out someone else you can backstab? That lovely Ravenclaw perhaps?"

[Deryn Morgan]

Deryn's smile quickly faded as she heard an all-too-familiar voice from behind her. Turning around she glared in the direction that the voice came from. It was Ivy. Super.

Deryn was about to open her mouth to spit out a retort, but then she heard something about a Ravenclaw. Did she just say a "lovely" Ravenclaw? Surely she didn't mean Will. Oh, if this girl was trying to horn in on William, Deryn wouldn't be responsible for her actions.
"What do you care what happens to the 'lovely' Ravenclaw?" Deryn spat angrily.

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"Morgan dear-- I'm not blind. That Ravenclaw boy is kind of cute..." she didn't lift her eyes away from her string instrument and concentrated on a splotchy spot. "William Deryn, right?" she said, recalling his name from her classes. "Aye-- not enough boys in my year..."

It was true, Ivy thought Will was good looking, but she wasn't all that interested in him. She just liked making the Gryffindor upset. She had heard that they were some sort of a couple, and what else could she do to make Deryn angry and upset?

"Not to mention... I hear he's a good kisser,"

[Deryn Morgan]

...I hear he's a good kisser...

It rang through Deryn's ears and stabbed her heart. A cold stab. A jealous stab. Her eyes fixed on Ivy, flashing an angry look at her. Deryn would have liked nothing more than to just see her lying on the ground in a crumpled, crying heap, but there were too many witnesses for that. Instead, she made herself speak.
"And just who would you have heard that from?" she snapped through gritted teeth.

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"Why would I tell you?" she said, rolling her eyes at Deryn. She had finished polishing her violin and finally looked up at Deryn. Using her left hand, she brushed away the strands of hair that covered her beautiful face. No matter how much you hated Ivy, her beauty was something that no one could deny. It was one of her few qualities-- being very much a mediocre person.

But Deryn didn't know that.

"You should really stop getting angry so much, Morgan," she said coldly. "With your looks and attitude-- people would think you're taking steroids or something," she smirked at herself.

[Deryn Morgan]

Deryn chuckled at her response, with sarcasm dripping out of every "ha".
"Gee that's funny, because I've heard the same thing about you too. Whaddaya know? We can match. Not that anyone would want to match with you," Deryn retorted. If no one was looking, she would have congratulated herself for that one. Instead, she did it inside her head and promised herself a reward of seeing Will later.

Looking down at what Ivy had in her hands, Deryn smirked.
"Cleaning it won't make you play better. Hate to break it to you," she said simply, with a shrug. She finally looked down at what was in the girl's hand and got an idea. Slowly, Deryn wrapped her hand around her wand sticking out of her pocket, ready to draw it quickly if she needed to. It was a good thing that it was on the side of the bench that Ivy couldn't see, so Deryn had an advantage there.

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"My mother gave this to me when I was very young," she said, ignoring Deryn's other words. "I try to keep it clean so it looks as beautiful as the music that comes from it."

Ivy's mahogany violin had stayed with Ivy since she was three years old. She had become very good at playing the violin, actually. Most people were surprised to see that she could play the violin since Ivy was so spontaneous and weird most of the time. It was only in front of Deryn that Ivy was cold and mean.

The violin meant a lot to Ivy since it was the only gift that her mother ever gave to her. Especially after the divorce, Ivy never managed to see much of that lady. Deep down, she loved her mother, but they weren't very close. It made the violin hold much more sentimental value. Ivy didn't feel safe having it here while Deryn was around. She didn't trust that girl-- but didn't think that anyone would be so cruel to destroy her beautiful violin.

[Deryn Morgan]

What Deryn had done to make Ivy hate her so much was a mystery in itself. Had it not been Ivy making the rude comments as she passed by her for no apparent reason? She didn't know Deryn, nor did she know anything about her, so who was she to judge? Deryn had such hatred towards to the girl, and it was for no apparent reason. Stupid Hufflepuff.

Seeing the girl suddenly become more protective of her violin, Deryn snickered and pulled her wand out. She twirled it around casually, not making it look like she had anything planned. When it twirled again and pointed in the direction of Ivy's violin a simple word slipped out and caused a rather large mess.
"Reducto," Deryn said simply, with an almost bored tone. A jet of light shot out of her wand, and it was going right at the violin.

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The violin broke into splinters and the strings snapped as it hit the ground out of Ivy's hands. She stared at the violin on the ground and gasped. She stood up to examine her the broken pieces of her beloved violin. Without warning, tears fell from her eyes as she went to her knees and grabbed a piece of it.

"Why... why did you do that?" she said softly at Deryn, trying not to sound weak. She glared at the Gryffindor girl, stood up and clenched her fists. Ivy felt a searing hatred for this girl. A few words here and there did not merit the destruction of the violin! She took her wand out and pointed it to Deryn. "Avada Ked-" she paused, what was she thinking? "I mean-- er..Furnunculus!"

[Deryn Morgan]

Deryn looked at the mess of splinters and strings that used to be a violin and shrugged.
"Whoops," Deryn replied, with no emotion behind the word at all. She watched at Ivy stood, apparently trying to look threatening and she whipped out her wand and yelled something.

Deryn flipped backwards off the bench quickly and hit the deck as the spell sailed over her head.
"Sorry, darlin'. You're gonna hafta wake up earlier than that!" Deryn called, putting on a thick Southern accent. Pointing her wand up over the bench, Deryn shot a curse back at the Hufflepuff.
"Accio wand!" she yelled.

((Up to you if I get the wand or not))

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Ivy's wand pulled away from her right hand and went towards Deryn. She groaned in frustration, unsure of what to do and impulsively grabbed a piece of broken violin and threw it at Deryn.

"Give me back my bloody wand, Morgan!!" she growled, getting angry.

[paz]

Solis, who was walking towards the Staff Antechamber, heard a ruccus coming from the Courtyard. She rushed over to see what was happening and encountered Ivy and a Gryffindor girl that she recognized only as 'Ms. Morgan'. With a stern look on her face, she cleared her throat to let her presence be known.

"Ah-hem, what is going on here?" she said, glaring at the two, tapping her foot slightly.

[Deryn Morgan]

Deryn smiled as she saw Ivy's wand come flying towards her. She grabbed it, but then another piece of wood came hurtling towards her head. Deryn caught that too, and held both of them in eat hand. She decided to taunt Ivy for a while, but eventually give her her wand back.

Swishing the piece of violin around, Deryn pretended it was a wand.
"Is this one it?" she asked in a mocking voice. She swished it again and when nothing happened, tossed it over her shoulder.
"Apparently not. Perhaps this one," said Deryn, swishing Ivy's wand around a jet of red emitted from the end and Deryn over-acted her surprised look.
"Here it is!" she mocked, but tossed it back to Ivy, "Seems to work OK when I use it. Shame it doesn't do the same for you."

Deryn was just being mean now, but she didn't care. If the girl felt free enough to insult Deryn's father, she'd have to learn to take what she dished out. Rolling up her sleeves in a bored manner, Deryn prepared for a duel.
"Are we ready now? First, bow politely," she said, as if talking to a child. She knew it would make Ivy angry, but all the better. Deryn bowed quickly, but stood up again, not too keen on having her neck exposed to the girl.

When Deryn stood, she saw a professor standing there and her heart sank. Uh oh. Trying to sound and look innocent, Deryn smiled sweetly.
"Hello, professor. We're just practicing our Charms here," Deryn lied, not very convincingly. Now she was in for it. Quickly, she pointed her wand at the broken violin and muttered.
"Reparo!" she said, desperation in her voice.

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"No Professor! She's lying! She broke my violin!" Ivy said, pointing stupidly at her newly repaired violin. "I don't even know what's wrong with her! I was just sitting here, minding my own business and Morgan just decides to break my violin." she turned her gaze to Deryn and started yelling in her face.

"Do you know how expensive that is?! We were in China at the time, my mother had to save up five months worth of salary to pay for it! She cut down food portions just so she could buy it for me! We didn't have meat or oil for five months! You just decide to break it? Reparo won't ever bring it back to what it used to be!" Ivy cried hysterically. The violin was indeed fixed, but it would never be the same.

You're a foul, terrible, terrible, cold-hearted person...

"I hate you..." she muttered under her breath, wiping her tears away.