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Post by Krissy Fleming on Aug 25, 2007 2:11:15 GMT -5
Alexander seemed for a moment to leave the subject however after commenting on her holidays he continued on, making his comment. Had it not been for the slight brush os his hand against her's and his sly grin Krissy may perhaps have seen him as innocent however now she knew otherwise. She would have responded however at that moment the food arrived. Although she was excited to see it arrive Krissy was confused, normally someone said something before they were given food. For the first time that night her eyes looked somewhere other then at Alexander and instead glanced up at the staff table. The head mistresses seat remained empty, as Krissy had expected, however she hadn't expected to see the sign, or the absence of professor Raynor. Krissy had of course heard DADA was cancelled however she thought the mention she had heard of Raynor being in Azkaban was a rumour. However it was now that she suddenly realised it must not have been. She also could not remember a time in all her seven years at Hogwarts that a sign had ever been posted for a feast so insignificant as this. Krissy frowned.
However Krissy turned back to the Hufflepuf table and began piling food on her plate, bits of everything. She liked food and wasn't going to not eat it just because a professor was missing. Didn't mean she wasn't hungry. Once Krissy's plate was stacked so high it could probably be mistaken for the Eifle Tower Krissy chucked a hug fork-full into her mouth. Once she had gobbeld that mouthful down she glanced a Alex momentarily, "...how long have you been with her?" she asked in a would be casual voice with a small glance over to the Gryffindor table.
However Krissy never heard if Alex answered her question or not because suddenly there was a loud bang and then a voice. A voice Krissy knew well. Krissy swore rather loudly as she heard what he said. Of course with Raynor gone Krissy should have known that they were now all vulnerable. However him and the other deva members were kidding themselves if they expected her wand to be placed on the table in front of her. It remained where it was in her sleeve. However Krissy wasn't about to drew it to fight. They had said they owuld harm the oen around her if she did. Plus she had been lucky once, she doubted she would be so lucky again. Krissy glanced around, both at the other tables and down the Hufflepuff one.
Krissy's eyes contacted with Matty's. "Down. Now" she said to her, indicating to under the table. "Maddy, get under the table" she commanded. She didn't know the other girls name but the knew Matty would make sure she followed. Krissy saw Lianna already ducking away, taking young Sarsha with her. Krissy was glad the third year had sence enough to do so. Krissy glanced to Seanna and the others, however her strangest reaction was grabbing the plate of potato's and tipping them into her backpack. However she also caught two in her hand. First chance she got one as being launched at the back of Shaw's head. Krissy's eyes flicked nervously to Alexander and her free hand caught his and squeezed it slightly. Just to let him know she was alright. She wanted the first second and third years under the table. Matty had a right to decide if she wanted to hide or not. But the ones younger needed to get under in Krissy's mind. This was not good. Definitely not good.
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Post by cronon on Aug 25, 2007 2:56:08 GMT -5
Alexander was a bit disappointed that the food came at the time it did. His remark went by without even a retort or anything of the sort when Krissy was distracted by the staff table, and then by the food. It was true that not even Alexander had been to a feast where they didn’t talk forever in the beginning about nothing much, but not talking at all? Well, Alexander thought nothing of it really and served himself a plate of food. Involuntarily, sighing he shoved a leaf of lettuce in his mouth.
”…how long have you been with her?”
Caught off guard, Alexander looked at Krissy and said, “What?” just as the wall behind them exploded. It was like being in the huffle house all over again, but much worse. Dropping his fork, Alexander covered his head instinctively as debris flew and dust clouded the air…not to mention his pores. “Son of a…” he cussed just barely as he looked toward the door instantly pissed. It wasn’t until he saw who was coming through the door that his feeling of annoyance turned to one of fear. Was this man, Shaw, insane? Clearly he was, and as Alexander noticed that his hand had landed and already unsnapped the holster at his side, he thought better of removing the wand. There were too many of the girls around, and Krissy was right next to him.
She squeezed his hand and he flipped his taking hers in his and squeezing back. What in bloody hell was going on? Could this really have been an infiltration of Hogwarts? Getting a bit closer to her, concern crossing his expression he had no idea what to do. He wasn’t much of the knight that his mother sometimes joked that he was. If he were, he’d be able to do something, save someone, and not feel as if he wanted to piss himself. He didn’t, however, but there was nothing he could really do. Nothing but wait, and keep those around him safe by not doing anything at all. Lifting his wand from his holster, and pushing back his plate of food, he put it down as was asked to do.
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Post by Matilda Wentworth on Aug 25, 2007 3:07:29 GMT -5
The girl instantly nodded at Krissy. She knew this would be the best for the younger girls. The Fourth year considering staying under the table with the younger ones, to comfort them, but the girl knew deep down she had to stay up on the surface for longer, she needed to know more. The older student bent her head over Maddy's, squeezing her hand softly. "Hon, Bindi will be fine, she's safe in the Common Room. I want you to be safe now, we're gonna get through this..." the girl said, glancing up an around. "Now you need to get under the table and take Sally with you, I'm staying here, but you will be right near me, okay?" she spoke softly, not wanting to bring anymore fear into the situation.
Matty ran her hand through her hair, and softly let go of Maddy's small hand. She gave the younger student a small push on her back, urging her to get under. If the youngster was really uncomfortable about it, the teenager would certainly accompany her, but at the moment, Matty needed to be up here if possible. The girl stole a quick glance to the Slytherin table, hoping sincerely that her boyfriend was doing okay. She just needed to get the younger ones safe.
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Post by Felicity Hjort on Aug 25, 2007 4:36:15 GMT -5
In the middle of a launch, as she hadn't been given the look to stop, she paused to turn to where her name was being called. Smiling brightly, she waved back at Keagan before repositioning the pea on her spoon and sending it right over the head of one of the Hufflepuff's to land at Drew's plate. Maybe instead of playing Quidditch she should've started a Chinese Football team. Her aim seemed good enough for that. Before her next pea throw, she grinned in Jethro's direction, winking at her favourite first year about her means of sending a message to Drew.
Preparing for yet another launch, there was an even bigger distraction, something that seemed she was likely to do if she didn't learn to control her wand well enough. The door gave way. Jumping close to out of her skin, she turned her head slowly, spoon with pea intact still in her hand, and gulped nervously. If there was any moment to wish for muggle magic to be obtainable, she wished she could shrink away to nothingness at that moment. Behind a man that looked somewhat familiar, from where she wasn't entirely sure, there was a group of faceless people. Faceless! How could they all be faceless?
Gulping, she slowly stretched her neck to get a better look. As terrifying as they looked, it was kind of interesting. And the leader of the group had an announcement, maybe it was some form of joke by the Headmistress? If it was, it was kind of scary. However, with a glance over at Drew, she didn't get the feeling it was a joke anymore than her hair was purple.
Nervously, she sank back into her seat. Wands equaled pain. Therefore, no wand, no pain, right? That's what he said, wasn't it? For once in her life, her wand was on her person. How? She didn't even know that it was possible, but there it was, in her pocket. Quicker than anything, she withdrew it from her robes and placed it on the table, unfortunately right into the gravy sitting on her plate. This wasn't the time for something of the sort.
Focusing on breathing, she wondered what everyone else was doing. Looking up from where her wand sat on her plate, she glanced at everyone around her, allowing her eyes to linger on a few of the more familiar faces. But when she caught sight of Jethro, well, she froze. The poor first year, and of course all the others, what in the world could they be thinking? She had her own thoughts, but those poor innocent faces.
Barely audible, she heard her name, saw it form on his lips. What in the world was she supposed to say or do in return? She hadn't the faintest of clues herself, but it was best not to be too frightened in front of him, right? Giving him a sincere look, she shook her head slightly, as if to say, do as he says. That's all any of them could really do right then, wasn't it? It was the best way to stay out of trouble, wasn't it?
As much as Felicity wished she could put her arms around the younger boy, she didn't dare move as he was across the table, and she didn't know how the man and his faceless companions would react anyway. Nope, best to stay put and try to give encouragement from where she was until things were explained a little more.
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Post by Vanessa Sanderson on Aug 25, 2007 6:36:07 GMT -5
Vanessa never heard the reply from her house mate, Vanessa Harrison, who was sitting across from her. Instead she heard the doors being blown away and Robert Shaw requesting their wands to be placed in front of them. She started to see that some people had fuzzy faces.
She immediately became frightened. Her instincts were right, there was something not right, but it was Hogwarts. Hogwarts was supposed to be safe. She couldn't help the tears the welled in her eyes. Vanessa started to fish for he wand and placed it on the table in front of her. Just do what they ask, she thought, and perhaps things won't be so bad. Maybe someone will be able to save them.
Vanessa started to shake with fear and there was no stopping of the tears that fell. She put her hands in her lap, bowed her head and closed her eyes. She was hoping this was all a bad, very bad dream. All she wanted was to be anywhere but here.
She couldn't believe that all of this was happening. Especially when moments before she was making friends with Drew and Celina from Ravenclaw. Everything had seemed to be going well for her and now she didn't know what to do...other than do what they say.
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Post by seanna on Aug 25, 2007 7:01:42 GMT -5
Maybe tonight was going to be as bad as she originally thought it was going to be. Jumping yet again out of her seat when the great oak doors were blasted open and in came Robert Shaw. Seanna's blond head quickly thought of Lianna and Sarsha and when she looked up from straightening herself out, she was glad to see that Lianna had thought of going under the table.
Blond head again bobbing up and down, she stole glances at Krissy and Mike, then at Alexander, wishing she was closer down towards them and not so far away. Well, no time to think about that. Listening to Shaw and granting his wish-- for she knew it was better to do what he said instead of going against it, she reluctantly put her wand on the Hufflepuff table, all the while her eyes darting down towards Krissy, Alexander and Mike. Maybe she could dart under the table herself and crawl over to them.
Trying to keep calm and not get herself worked up, Seanna decided the next time Shaw's attention had gone the other way, she'd do that. Being closer to Krissy, Alexander and Mike and all the older Hufflepuffs was a much more better idea than being stranded up the other end of the table with only her thoughts which were slowly turning into panic. But then she had Lianna and Sarsha to think off too and all the while she knew it was a better idea to be up near the older Hufflepuffs, she had to protect them as well. A big oak table could only give so much protection.
While her first idea had sounded like a good idea, her second idea was the one she was going to stick too. Blond head again bobbing up and down, she turned it once more in the direction of Krissy, Alexander and Mike, before turning her brown eyes to Robert Shaw.
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Robert Shaw
Wizard
Criminal
I was a child once, the fear of the world in my eye
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Post by Robert Shaw on Aug 25, 2007 8:08:18 GMT -5
Movement was a flurry all about him -- they were children, of course they wouldn't stay still. However as most of the movement appeared to be heading beneath the tables the only true threat was the former pompous lapdog that was Devin Brady. And for some reason or another that Robert simply couldn't possibly imagine he didn't look too pleased with his entrance but he did have to give the former auror credit he hadn't been a complete dunderhead and pulled his wand. Since he [Brady] wasn't a student, wasn't a child and quite frankly Robert held just a slight distaste for aurors' company his wand being away was quite possibly the only action that kept him alive.
"What I'd appreciate Mr. Brady, is for you to kindly toss your wand --which I presume you have -- to the floor in front of you and for you to retake your seat." A pause as he motioned for the rest of them to flank the tables. "Take the wands of those who complied..." He murmured . The time to stop them was the first few seconds and that window of opportunity had officially closed. With only one immediate entrance/exit they could have quite easily been stopped at the door, but that was why surprise, shock and fear had been more than properly utilized.
The man's chagrin smile of satisfaction became more of a bemused smirk as he stole glances at the wonderful looks of varying fear, disgust and anger. With Ravenclaw to his left, Hufflepuff to his right and more than a handful of students who hated in him at each table he was (albeit it would not show) more than a little nervous to walk between the crosshairs. However they wanted answers and it was an answer they would receive.
Robert walked between the tables, noting as he did so Morrin, Jacobs, and McKinstry leaving to presumably cover the main doors and the stairways. Positioning safely achieved. "Why are we here?" Robert repeated with a loud but quite cold chuckle. "I could say many things to answer that question, and some of them would be right horrifying to many of your imaginations. However none of them would be true. Quite simply, we are here..." He paused. "Because you are here, here because of you, and you, and all of you....and that is all you need to know." Robbert finished using his free hand to motion toward the student tables. It was by the twist of fate the Slytherin be closest to the doors, and while he was sure this odd sense of peace had warped their ambitious ways to nothing Robert wasn't banking on ambition for this night. No, he was banking on stupidity. And thus far the only truly stupid one…
was Devin Brady — surprising.
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Apollo Schmidt
Wizard
Known Former Death Eater
Night Shall Reign
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Post by Apollo Schmidt on Aug 25, 2007 8:19:11 GMT -5
Apollo entered the hall and though it was hidden behind an itchy faceless mask he was smirking. "Why are we here" was asked by the Auror, the lapdog of the Ministry, the order taking scum that Apollo so narrowly avoided becoming. Apollo bypassed the student tables walking up the center with his wand drawn his point was very clear, he wasn't alone either another Deva member accompanied him to the front so he could gather staff wands. He made it about three quarters of the way up and stopped. "Wands on the table." He echoed Shaw's previous order. He mentally begged one or two to not comply so he could get some dueling in. Oh dueling Brady would be fun, but maybe later. Or if Brady so desired, it could happen now.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Aug 25, 2007 8:40:38 GMT -5
Shaw's patience was impeccable as Alfonz had witnessed it to be in their slight meetings. And with that, the Brady situation was delt with, or so it would have seemed. Before seeing any of the results from it, Alfonz briefly glanced in the direction of his sister who now seemed to be closer to some of her house mates than Alfonz would have liked needing to speak with her as he did. Hearing an order to retrieve the wands, Alfonz decided to take to the more intimidating approach to the wand gathering.
Slowly, his faceless self drifted from Shaw's side to the Ravenclaw table. Alfonz motion for another to follow him and take to the opposite side that his sister sat. Whatever he was about to do, he needed to do it quick, but very calmly. Walking up the table he watched the eyes from horrified students watch him and then glance back to Shaw as he began to speak. He was right, they, as the Deva, were there for the children. They, being as naive and young as they were, just couldn't grasp the concept being taught. With time, however, and this excursion Shaw, Alfonz, and the rest of the Deva meant to change that. They would see. Celina would see.
Alfonz made his way to where Drew Thornton was, and again the only facial movement seen was that of a rising cheekbone. He smirked again and flicked his wand making Drew's wand fly into his hand with the other's that he had collected. It was just that simple. Continuing down the line, Alfonz Jedynak finally reached the girl that he'd been wanting to enter Hogwarts for since the beginning of that school year. And she hadn't complied and taken out her wand? Was she mad?
Alfonz' patience was thin enough as it was, and now his sister couldn't even follow simple rules for her own safety. Yes, he had arrived there in perfect time. If it wasn't him, she could truly be in trouble. Did she not understand that? No matter, Alfonz thought calmly to himself as he reached into his pocket with his right hand. His wand only slightly in the way as he grabbed the turquoise ribbon and hid it within his hand. With this, small but crucial evidence of who he was, Celina would know that as he had promised after that night at the bar with the Thorntons, he would always be there to protect her. Even if she didn't know it.
Walking up behind her, he saw her not even flinch. She was frozen, and afraid for her life and Alfonz as much as he loved that kind of power, didn't mean for it to be over his sister as it was at that very moment. Not like that. As he looked around her side closest to the staff table where only few unknown and just as scared students sat he looked up quickly to make them look away. He didn't need anyone seeing or hearing anything he said to this girl. He didn't need to be recognized by anyone else, just yet.
"I see you have no wand...girl," Alfonz growled into Celina's ear. Slamming his hand down on the table next to her he growled from the back of his throat. "I do believe we asked for wands....why don't you tie back your hair and do as was asked....you wouldn't want yourself or any of your friends to get hurt now would you? Not even the boy under the table....now would you?" Alfonz took the hand away that he had slapped down on the table, leaving the ribbon. There would only be a few who would even catch it, and that was if Celina told them of their tradition. As for others, they wouldn't have any clue he put that there to even begin with. Perfectly executed plan.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 25, 2007 8:52:01 GMT -5
Celina still stared at the table as she contemplated what was happening. Deva members were taking over Hogwarts and taking their wands. She briefly glanced up as she saw one of the faceless men, and then another on the side start coming up to take from them their only means of protecting themselves. Another tear fell from her eye as she had no idea what to do, and she froze in her fear.
Unable to move she just waited. Waited for the man's alarming presence to be looming over her as if it wanted something from her. She, by now, had totally forgotten that she hadn't placed the wand on the table. It was concealed in her pocket away from the man's gripping hands. But why did he stop? Surely others hadn't complied and or lied about even having their wands on them. So, why did this man stop behind her and gradually looking for the wand she had not provided.
"I see you have no wand...girl...I do believe we asked for wands....why don't you tie back your hair and do as was asked....you wouldn't want yourself or any of your friends to get hurt now would you? Not even the boy under the table....now would you?"
It was true Celina's hair was down as it normally was, but besides the fear that crept into her every being, realization did as well. The voice....it was so familiar. No, it couldn't be. Celina wanted to shake the thoughts she was having out of her head. It was horrible they even were present. She wouldn't believe it. As she argued with herself the man's hand slammed on the table and she emmitted a bit of a yelp of what could have been considered pain as if the man had struck her. She tried to breath, but it felt as her lungs were collapsing. So many things said by this man, she didn't want anyone to get hurt. And Jeremy, if that was who he was talking about, was holding her cat. Emerald would be hurt in the process, and by someone she wouldn't dare that she knew. Would he really hurt someone? Quickly, she had to get this man away from her. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her wand and threw it to the floor away from her to make the man go and fetch it. She wanted him to leave her side...she wanted his voice to be gone.
It was then as she covered her ears and tried to breath, not to mention make the welling tears of knowledge leave her that she saw it. A most horrible sight. One of the most horrible she never would have expected to see or would have ever wanted to. Something that usually brought her so much joy, now only brought her so many other emotions she couldn't explain it. "No...." she murmered to herself shaking her head slightly.
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Post by Devin Brady on Aug 25, 2007 9:07:08 GMT -5
Shaw was impecibly good, and he hated to admit it. Most people would have been intimidated by the crazy ex-auror, or whatever they thought of him. Either way Shaw managed the situation very smartly, almost ignoring him as a threat all together. Of course now a sudden urge coursed through him, begging him to do the one deed that would probably end this all. It might get him stuck in Azkaban for the rest of his life... well with Tamis Raynor in there it might be torture... but he would live.
However that isn't what he choose. No who knows what caous that might cause. For some reason he was staying incredibly calm, well at least he seemed calm. Drawing his wand out with great speed, he pointed it at the one unmasked man. And when it seemed like he had signed his death wish, he tossed the wand up catching it by the other end, and tossed it at the mans feet. He wasn't a moron, he knew that no matter how good he was, he wasn't good enough to take out the entire group, though it seemed more than one wanted there chance at him... suprising... no.
As he turned away to walk his way back to the table, a smile began to grow on his face. He turned around once more, slowly backpeddling towards his seat. He couldn't help it, maybe it was the lunatic in him, but he chuckled a little as he looked at the man. HE was good there was no doubt about that. But there was one truth that Devin Brady knew better than any other, Raynor wouldn't rest till she had her revenge. And if there was one person with enough will to break free of Azkaban, it was her, without a doubt. He found his seat once more sat down and resumed his meal. If he was to think of some sort of cure to this prediciment, he wouldn't do it on an empty stomach. Plus it only added to how crazy he was, and whatever fear you could put in the enemy was your advantage.
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Post by Artemis Tayern on Aug 25, 2007 9:13:12 GMT -5
Mick's comment only served to make Fyona's blush return, but she said nothing. Instead she hung her head a little and let go of the mirror that was tucked safely away in her pocket. "I wish I knew what was going on... most of the staff is gone...." Fyona brought her head up and looked over at the staff table again. It still lacked the teachers that taught them from day to day when classes were in session. "Yeah that is a bit disturbing isn't it?" She had noticed it early and was bit worried about it, but just figured that they would all arrive later or something. To keep herself distracted....and to keep Mick from making anymore comments, she looked at all the other people coming in and greeting each other. That was until the food appeared on the table. She barely heard the chime over the noise, all she saw was food. Her smile returned and she began grabbing at random items on the table, piling her plate high. "Oh thank Merlin, finally some food!" Despite her new riveted attention on the food, she remained aware that she was surrounded by other people and ate her first collection of food civilly. Unlike some of the other students around her who ate like they haven't had a scrap to eat in days. She was in mid bite of some steaming dumplings when the doors blew apart. Surprised would be an understatement. She wasn't necessarily scared as she listened to him speak. Just more in shock of having the infamous Shaw standing there before after seeing countless pictures of him in the papers. Her mouth hung open and the food fell with small soft "plops" unto the table. The hand holding the fork still poised in the air. She was too surprised to do anything at the moment. Even blink, let alone do everything the man was saying. At least for now he had her attention. Art frowned slightly but dug in, the food as always was excellent and he loved every bite, in mid bite there was an explosion nearby that caused Artemis to bite his tongue.... hard. Blood started to flow into his mouth with the unique metallic taste only liquid life could contain. He knew Shaw, or at least a bit, He froze for a moment and knew that he couldn't surrender his wand, to surrender your wand was to insure your vulnerability. Once he found his ability to speak he muttered to Fyona, "Keep your mirror, no matter what." He noted that some students were sliding under their tables and Artemis was debating it, and finally muttered to Fyona "Under." and he slid off the bench and under the table. His goal was simple, keep himself and Fyona safe, thats it, end the story, game on.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Aug 25, 2007 9:41:41 GMT -5
As Celina threw her wand to the floor, Alfonz could see that she was taking this harder than he had imagined. Couldn't she see that he was there to make sure out of all of this, she was safe? She as per usual, wasn't looking at the bigger picture. It was that kind of attitude that got her into the situations she did, and now Celina was just being as stubborn as she was over the winter holidays. Alfonz flicked his wand and found his sister's fly into his hand just as all the rest he had claimed. Turning back to her, he held back a sympathetic sigh as he heard her mumble her denial.
Getting closer to her ear than he probably should have to keep his cover known, Alfonz pushed back his sister's hair to whisper one final statement. "I told you...no matter what or where...I'll always be there to protect you." He kissed her cheek slightly, and then briskly moved away from her. He could have blown his cover, or looked like a major pedophile, but at that moment in his sister's weakness, he couldn't do anything but try and comfort her.
After collecting the few wands from that table that were left, he finally met up with the other who helped him with the ravenclaw table and together they both made their way back to Shaw. Celina was left speechless, and as Alfonz walked back briefly taking another glance back at her, he saw her put up her hair....using the turquoise ribbon. In all situations, Alfonz knew that there were certain steps one went through to cope...Celina had reached two of them. Denial....and now....Acceptance.
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Post by Krissy Fleming on Aug 25, 2007 10:01:34 GMT -5
Alexander's question of 'what' had gone un-noticed by Krissy, she would now just be left to wonder more about the position of Alexander and Felicity. However right now that as the last thing on her mind. Not to mention, her hand was tightly wrapped in Alexander's and she hadn't even considered if Felicity would mind. Perhaps she would later. She hadn't even noted that Alexander had cussed. Krissy's eyes flickered to Seanna, she was fine, safe AND she was protecting the little ones. For that Krissy was glad they were apart for the moment. Matty and Mike were on the other side to keep Maddy and Sally out of trouble.
Krissy was glad to have heard Matty directing Maddy under the table. Least they would be safe under there. Matty was a fourth year and Krissy would let her choose if she wanted to hide or stay up and face the people who had raced in. The masks were freaky, however Krissy knew the only one she needed to. Shaw. She had met him once and her dislike for him, amazingly didn't stretch as far as one would probably expect. Knowing infact that though he may have instigated it, he wasn't involved with what happened to Ari, helped this. She also had a strange kind of respect for the man that she would probably never voice. He had spared her life once, and those of her friends. It seemed that perhaps he wasn't exactly what the papers made him out to be. Although... He seemed pretty hell bent on making things difficult now...
"Anything happens.." Krissy whispered in a slight rush "Keep the little ones safe" she said to Alex. She knew he would, however she could also see him acting stupidly if something happened to her. And knowing Krissy's normal actions, that could always be likely. Her moves were likely to be just as rash as Shaw would probably expect from her. Krissy gave Alexander's hand another squeeze before releasing it. Shaw seemed to be preoccupied with an arguement with Professor Brady, the man who had helped her at quidditch. Now seemed like as good a time as any. Krissy grabbed one of the two potato's she had in her hand and launched it right at the back of Shaw's head. She didn't expect it to hit, however it might give Brady a slight chance, and if he ignored it, then hopefully it WOULD hit. That would make Krissy laugh. If he was going to take over Hogwarts he would have a hell of a time with Krissy there. It would be sort of like a child putting kick me notes on a teachers back. When they could of course. She would be trouble even without a wand. Not that she would ever willingly hand her's over though.
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Post by cronon on Aug 25, 2007 10:19:06 GMT -5
Alexander was already a bit annoyed and freaked out and all the other emotions that were expected. But with Krissy's new development of just who she was, what the hell was she going on about if anything happened. "Pardon?" he asked rushed and silently as she squeezed his hand again and released it. It was what happened next that left Alexander's mouth wide open in horror, and astonishment.
Krissy flung a potato through the air at the former professor. If it would hit or not, Alexander wasn't worried as he tried to stop her but was unable to. The potato flew straight through his grasp and he just looked at Krissy sternly. "What are you thinking? You could get yourself killed!" He didn't mean to scold but at the same time, one foolish thing after another, it seemed as if Krissy never thought. In his mind that's exactly what Krissy should be doing at that very moment, throwing potatoes at men who were ready to kill them at any moment.
Concern for all the huffles at the table welled within Alexander, and for once he really wished that he wouldn't be putting them in danger by using his wand. He'd lay a few of them out before they got him down, or at least he'd try to. Just because he didn't want to be a wizard, didn't mean he wouldn't use it to protect those he liked. Though, at least he knew that that was a childish maneuver. If Shaw was willing to kill over the wands, especially since they were obviously older and probably more experienced with magic...what would he do for a potato being smashed into his head? Alexander continued to look at Krissy....how could she be so selfish. If she wasn't thinking about herself, Alexander thought that the least she could do, was think about him.
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