SPOILER!!: Sabbath
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Scorpio Vulpeculae
Sabbath was by the Slytherin table contemplating whether it had the best selection of food on offer. He noticed a pretty long-haired girl (Ava Burton) stop close by the table and remove two tea cups from her rucksack and quickly leave them on the table. The clandestine manner in which she did it peaked his interest immediately. His black eyes followed her, as she slipped away from the Great Hall. It struck him as wise to leave those cups alone and just watch what would unfold.
Just then, a dark haired girl (Aimee) and another boy (Oliver) who looked about the same age as Sabbath approached and lifted the cup, immediately she shrieked as the cup grew teeth and latch on to her nose! The boy was just asking if the girl was OK, when he too yelped as the other cup bit into his hand. The boy flung the cup around wildly spraying tea everywhere, some splashing down the front of Sabbath’s robes. Unperturbed, Sabbath glanced back to door through which the girl had disappeared and smirked to himself, ‘what a little minx’ he mused to himself. He was not about to admit to anyone what he’d witnessed, but, he knew immediately he’d really like to get to know her whoever she was. He smiled to himself and made a mental note to try to make their paths meet sometime very soon. He turned back to the tea-cup two.
“Are you two OK, the tea sure has some bite around here, hey??” Sabbath said while trying to assess the severity of wounds of the other two. He thought they were probably superficial, but couldn’t be sure. Sabbath took a second to glance down at his robes which were dripping with tea.
What? Oliver turned, searching for the source of the voice. He was surprised to find that it did not come from the Slytherin table, but rather from a Ravenclaw standing nearby. And he was trying to make JOKES while there was a BITE MARK on Olly's HAND. He scowled for a moment, but just a moment. He wasn't seriously frustrated, and his mood lifted quickly. He might have been amused if he had not been the subject of the painful joke. He did study the teacup for a moment, from a safe distance, before turning back to the boy.
"I'm fine." Oliver even showed him his hand to prove it. See? No bleeding, just the imprint of a bite. He hoped it wasn't infectious, like a vampire. Since it hadn't broken skin he assumed he'd be fine.
It was then that Olly noticed the liquid on the boy's robes. Tea? Oops. He grimaced, guilt evident on his face.
"Sorry about that." But could he really blame him? Oliver figured it wasn't entirely his fault, considering he had a teacup biting him. Ahem.