"Where were you last night, Fallon?" was the first question out of Akasha's mouth when the girls had returned to the sanctuary of Morrigun's room after breakfast.
Fallon thinned her lips, and, as if reading her mind, Persephone shut the door to the room, fired a locking spell at the latch, and sealed the room with a one-way Silencing Charm. The girls gathered around Fallon, who was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room. Akasha looked at her expectantly.
"Tell us what's wrong, Fallon. Because I KNOW that something is wrong. And tell us what Cassius Warrington has to do with it, because I also KNOW that he's somehow involved. I'm not going to leave you alone until you tell us, so you might as well just say it."
Fallon looked at Akasha with emotionless eyes, "I'm fine, really. What makes you think that something is wrong?"
The older girl gave her a half-concerned, half-exasperated look, "Fallon, I've known you for five years now. All of us here... we're like sisters. Please... tell us what happened."
There was silence, as all of them waited for her to speak. Fallon gave a sigh, and finally spoke, in a toneless, cool voice.
"Yesterday, Kyle Holden the Hufflepuff bastard and I were doing extra credit, as you know, in the Herbology Greenhouse. A plant wrapped its vines around my limbs, and he decided to take advantage of the situation. Thankfully, before he could... well... I managed to free myself, and ran back to the Common Room. Warrington was there, and saw that I was rather dishevelled, asked me what was the matter. I didn't quite feel like discussing it in the Common Room, so went to his dormitory. Dozed off, didn't wake up until this morning." Fallon's voice was impersonal and cool as she concluded the tale with a lie, "Much of it, nothing serious, really."
Akasha gave her friend a piercing look, but it was obvious that Fallon had finished speaking. She rose from her seat, and undid the locking and silencing spells at the door, and walked out without another word.
Eleven beautiful faces watched her somberly as she left the room.
* * *
That afternoon, Warrington found the Hufflepuff slinking down the Charms corridor.
"Holden!" he bellowed, his voice full of a murderous, icy rage.
The Hufflepuff looked startled for a moment, before he spoke out, "Is there something the matter, Slytherin scum?"
"In fact there is," Warrington ground out between clenched teeth, advancing on the other boy with his wand drawn, "The fact that you have not required hospitalization after what you did yesterday. But THAT situation can and will be rectified immediately. CONBUSTUM INFERNIS!"
And just as Holden put out the flames charring his robes with a "Finite Incantatum", Warrington hit him with three more hexes in rapid succession.
"HOLD!" A clear, female voice called out, and Morrigun was rushing down the hallway, Cedric Diggory at her heels. Warrington gave Holden the Hufflepuff one more malevolent look before stepping away with a sneer.
Diggory was flabbergasted, "What in the world do you think you're DOING, dueling in the hallway? Who started it?"
Holden immediately pointed a finger at the Slytherin Chaser. Diggory frowned.
"Is there some reason for you to attack Kyle Holden, Warrington?"
Morrigun broke in, her voice icy, her lovely face twisted into a sneer. "Actually, I daresay that there was. Holden, why don't YOU tell your house's Prefect and Pin-up boy what you did yesterday?"
Holden remained silent except for the moans of pain emitting from his mouth.
"No? You won't? Fine, then I will. Diggory, you should keep better track of your house. This..." and here Morrigun launched into a few words in French that despite their melodious sound likely meant something quite horrible, "When a Slytherin girl had been trapped by a vine in the Herbology greenhouse, he decided to take advantage of the situation... and of her as well. Is physical assault and sexual harassment condoned in YOUR house, Diggory? It's certainly NOT forgiven in mine."
Cedric Diggory gaped at the Slytherin Prefect, "You must be joking," he said weakly.
"I assure you... she's not," Warrington sneered, "If you go into the Herbology Greenhouse, you will probably find a mangled vine from which the girl tore herself free before THIS bastard could rape her. And are you calling US liars, Diggory? The girl in question came back to the Common Room with her robe and uniform torn, and bruises all over her face and upper body. You might be Triwizard Champion, but this does not make your house above the laws of common courtesy."
Diggory looked uncomfortable, and Morrigun spoke up again, her voice full of exasperation. "Fine. Since you don't seem to have anything to say, I will take action here. Five points from Slytherin for fighting in the hallway, Warrington. And fifty from Hufflepuff for assault. It would be much, MUCH more, but I think he's already been punished, to an extent." She and Warrington both gave the Hufflepuff on the ground pernicious glares, and then both stalked away.
* * *
"WHAT?!?" Fallon screeched incredulously, "He hexed Holden for me?!"
Morrigun nodded, "Quite creatively too, I might add." The Prefect's face grew confused when she saw Fallon scowling blackly, "Is there something the matter?"
Fallon glowered in silence for a moment longer, then spoke, her voice icy, "NO ONE better EVER fight for me again from now on. I can take care of MYSELF!"
And so it was, that for the next month, she avoided the one who had avenged her.
* * *
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Fallon thinned her lips, and, as if reading her mind, Persephone shut the door to the room, fired a locking spell at the latch, and sealed the room with a one-way Silencing Charm. The girls gathered around Fallon, who was sitting on a chair in the corner of the room. Akasha looked at her expectantly.
"Tell us what's wrong, Fallon. Because I KNOW that something is wrong. And tell us what Cassius Warrington has to do with it, because I also KNOW that he's somehow involved. I'm not going to leave you alone until you tell us, so you might as well just say it."
Fallon looked at Akasha with emotionless eyes, "I'm fine, really. What makes you think that something is wrong?"
The older girl gave her a half-concerned, half-exasperated look, "Fallon, I've known you for five years now. All of us here... we're like sisters. Please... tell us what happened."
There was silence, as all of them waited for her to speak. Fallon gave a sigh, and finally spoke, in a toneless, cool voice.
"Yesterday, Kyle Holden the Hufflepuff bastard and I were doing extra credit, as you know, in the Herbology Greenhouse. A plant wrapped its vines around my limbs, and he decided to take advantage of the situation. Thankfully, before he could... well... I managed to free myself, and ran back to the Common Room. Warrington was there, and saw that I was rather dishevelled, asked me what was the matter. I didn't quite feel like discussing it in the Common Room, so went to his dormitory. Dozed off, didn't wake up until this morning." Fallon's voice was impersonal and cool as she concluded the tale with a lie, "Much of it, nothing serious, really."
Akasha gave her friend a piercing look, but it was obvious that Fallon had finished speaking. She rose from her seat, and undid the locking and silencing spells at the door, and walked out without another word.
Eleven beautiful faces watched her somberly as she left the room.
* * *
That afternoon, Warrington found the Hufflepuff slinking down the Charms corridor.
"Holden!" he bellowed, his voice full of a murderous, icy rage.
The Hufflepuff looked startled for a moment, before he spoke out, "Is there something the matter, Slytherin scum?"
"In fact there is," Warrington ground out between clenched teeth, advancing on the other boy with his wand drawn, "The fact that you have not required hospitalization after what you did yesterday. But THAT situation can and will be rectified immediately. CONBUSTUM INFERNIS!"
And just as Holden put out the flames charring his robes with a "Finite Incantatum", Warrington hit him with three more hexes in rapid succession.
"HOLD!" A clear, female voice called out, and Morrigun was rushing down the hallway, Cedric Diggory at her heels. Warrington gave Holden the Hufflepuff one more malevolent look before stepping away with a sneer.
Diggory was flabbergasted, "What in the world do you think you're DOING, dueling in the hallway? Who started it?"
Holden immediately pointed a finger at the Slytherin Chaser. Diggory frowned.
"Is there some reason for you to attack Kyle Holden, Warrington?"
Morrigun broke in, her voice icy, her lovely face twisted into a sneer. "Actually, I daresay that there was. Holden, why don't YOU tell your house's Prefect and Pin-up boy what you did yesterday?"
Holden remained silent except for the moans of pain emitting from his mouth.
"No? You won't? Fine, then I will. Diggory, you should keep better track of your house. This..." and here Morrigun launched into a few words in French that despite their melodious sound likely meant something quite horrible, "When a Slytherin girl had been trapped by a vine in the Herbology greenhouse, he decided to take advantage of the situation... and of her as well. Is physical assault and sexual harassment condoned in YOUR house, Diggory? It's certainly NOT forgiven in mine."
Cedric Diggory gaped at the Slytherin Prefect, "You must be joking," he said weakly.
"I assure you... she's not," Warrington sneered, "If you go into the Herbology Greenhouse, you will probably find a mangled vine from which the girl tore herself free before THIS bastard could rape her. And are you calling US liars, Diggory? The girl in question came back to the Common Room with her robe and uniform torn, and bruises all over her face and upper body. You might be Triwizard Champion, but this does not make your house above the laws of common courtesy."
Diggory looked uncomfortable, and Morrigun spoke up again, her voice full of exasperation. "Fine. Since you don't seem to have anything to say, I will take action here. Five points from Slytherin for fighting in the hallway, Warrington. And fifty from Hufflepuff for assault. It would be much, MUCH more, but I think he's already been punished, to an extent." She and Warrington both gave the Hufflepuff on the ground pernicious glares, and then both stalked away.
* * *
"WHAT?!?" Fallon screeched incredulously, "He hexed Holden for me?!"
Morrigun nodded, "Quite creatively too, I might add." The Prefect's face grew confused when she saw Fallon scowling blackly, "Is there something the matter?"
Fallon glowered in silence for a moment longer, then spoke, her voice icy, "NO ONE better EVER fight for me again from now on. I can take care of MYSELF!"
And so it was, that for the next month, she avoided the one who had avenged her.
* * *
Yule Ball coming up next! w00t!!