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Kaytone 
Kay didn't like that Sarah was mad at her. They had been though a lot last year. "I understand and don't worry I'll try to stay away from them." Kay said to Sarah. "But, Sarah. I didn't draw my wand, I only put my hand on it because Everyln had her out. I didn't, I wouldn't like anyone hurt a friend. You know that." Kay said. She wasn't going to let Sarah think she pulled her wand on someone.
"Good, I hope you do," she smiled.She really hated having to tell off her friends, but the situation needed to be sorted.
"Then I'm sorry for assuming you had," Sarah apologised herself for the slip.
"I saw your hand on it, and thought you'd pulled it the same time she had hers.I do know," she nodded, unfolding her arms and letting them hang by her side.
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noodles
Oliver was attempting to scramble to his feet again but there was so much potato around that he slipped back down onto his bum with another, “Ouch.”
It took him a moment to realise that he was being addressed, his vision impaired by the potato in his eyes. He reached up with both hands and wiped it away with his fingers and blinked as he focused on the girl. More girls. Was this one a complete mentalist too? Because every single girl Oliver had met so far in this stinkin' school was.
She came into focus at last and he made a face when he saw the yellow badge.. but there was another badge there too. A shiny badge which could only belong to a prefect. He gulped. Oh no. “M-me?” He asked, a hand on his chest. “SHE started this.” He pointed at Miranda. “She wiped spittle in my face.” “You can't go around doing that to people. She's completely mental.” He screwed up his face and pointed at his temple and glared daggers at Miranda.
Hmph. He pouted. Why did HE have to stay here. HIM. Why not Miranda? He jutted out his chin and crossed his arms and pouted. Fine.
And she was gone. He could do a runner. He was so covered in potato that she would never recognise him when he got cleaned up but.. dear MEEERANDAH here was bound to snitch. .. so he decided to just remain where he was. Hmph.
Pout.
Course they were mates. Figured. And Oliver could see exactly where this was going.
Pout, pout.
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Luna Laufghudd "Arrrrgh!" SHE was mental??? Nuh-huh, HE was the loony one! And the way he laughed made her want to...to...GAaaaah! POKE HIM IN THE EYE! "Yeah, well... You called me a rodent!" It's true! But that's not really why this little heated discussion exploded. Errr, I think.
But she felt a little satisfaction because finally, Mister Curlyhead was looking agitated. He looked almost like she was feeling before when they were sitting down and trying to eat. Ha HA!
Flick. That ought to shut him UP! "Oh, that was not a nice thing to say!" Grumble. That actually hurt... But she wasn't going to let him see how affronted she had become. Broken his heart? Oh... He's going to get more than his heart broken IF HE KEEPS IT UP! Stomp his foot, STOMP IT!
But...being on the floor made her incapable of such actions. Because, well...she was on the floor.
Miranda rolled over and might've let the back of her hand hit Oliver on the face, and then she sat up. The Pea-ed Huffie looked at Sarah. "Oh...that's too bad. The chicken was great... And so were the mashed POTATOES, RIGHT OL-IV-ERRRR?!" Hehehe.
She smirked, but it was soon dropped by the look the Prefect was giving her. "I uh..." Having fun? No, not really. "Yes, this Slytherin here was in need of some special attention, and being the helpful Hufflepuff that I am...he got it." She blew a strong breath out of her mouth and then grimaces. This was no not Captain material...at all.
Miranda watched the boy trying to get up and tried to fold her lips into her mouth to keep it from showing. Instead she snorted, amused.
Ugh. Was he still going on about the spittle!? Miranda stuck her tounge out at the boy as he glared at her.
Sarah was Miranda's friend...but when it came to being a Prefect, she knew that title was just as important as Miranda considered having the honour of getting her Captain's badge. So this could go either way, really. She was SO glad it was Sarah who was here...and not some other prefect from another house.
Miranda slipped her way to a standing position, brushed off her robes which had so much stuffing on it, it made no difference if she let it be or tried to get all the food off. But she did flick her hand his way, hoping some of the potatoes and peas would splatter on his face.
Oh these explainations were going to be good.She could feel it.
She had to appear stern, the boy had found out that she was a friend of Miranda's, and Sarah couldn't play favourites.
Stern face.
Stern fac-- WAIT! Spittle?!
"Mirandaaa," Sarah looked over at her friend, and tilted her head.Truthfully she was a little disappointed in her.
"Is that what happened? You can't so that just because he called you a rodent.....why did you do that anyway?!" she asked the boy, whose name she didn't yet know, slightly tersely.
"Personally," she continued, stretching out a hand to help him up off the floor.
"I would say both of you are mental, if this mess is anything to go by.Just one of you couldn't have caused it." -pause-
"I mean HOW OLD are you both?!" Well she knew how old Miranda was, this new kid not so sure.Definately old enough to know better, though!
Looking from one to the other, Sarah had to fight not to laugh at them.This did require her to get tough, to give them a warning.If she could she'd make them clear up as well, but she wasn't sure a Prefect had that power.
"Apologise, both of you.Now, please." She wasn't going to stand for any nonsense.Hopefully Miranda would understand that, and not be mad at her.
"And say sorry to those around you, too.They didn't escape without getting flicked with food," she sighed, glancing around the immediately vicinity.
"And you," she said, looking over at potato boy,
"what's your name, for future reference?" He looked like a troublemaker.
"If you can't behave at our table, I suggest you go back to your own.But both of you, please consider this a warning.I catch you making trouble again, I shall have to inform a professor." And she reallly didn't want to have to do that.
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imaginarynumb3rs "Oh, they won't! They're all really good people!" she answered, confidently. Wesley wasn't about to mention Lucille's dress code violations. Her fellow 3rd year was really nifty when it came to looking like she'd been in robes the whole time. Wesley liked Lucille. She didn't want Lucille to get yelled at.
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Sobs momentarily stopping as her vision was blinded with white tissues, Wesley was only able to rely on Sarah's voice and her own hands, which seemed to be full of substitute handkerchiefs. At last, eyes only blurry from stray tears, she was able to get a good look at her friend. "Oh S-sarah, everybody's g-gone. Mariels g-gone. Professor T-truebridge's gone. The Headm-master's g-gone. N-nurse Avalon's gone. Helios and Kyle and A-abby's gone. E-everybody. Prefect Dominic and Prefect Tammy and Prefect Vanessa and Captain Kaika. And I d-don't," she tightened her grip on the tissues, "I d-don't want them t-to be gone. I d-don't want things to b-be different..."
Because change = scary.
"I'm s-sorry Sarah. I won't cry. P-promise." Swallowing her hiccups, she took a drink of water, and wiped her eyes with a fist full of tissues.
"Y-you don't really think Headmaster Tate's going to stick s-steel in our spines, do you?" Wesley didn't want to have a straight back. She liked crouching over. And doing somersaults.
"Thanks," she added, giving a wobbly smile, "For the tissues. And everything."
"Oh good, I trust you'll keep them that way?" she winked.Good.Wesley had good taste in friends then.She could be trusted, and so could they.
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With her arm around her friend, Sarah sat and listened to all her concerns.
"Oh Wes," Pulling her closer, she wrapped her in a tight hug.
"I know you miss everyone, I miss Mariel terribly, but change is a way of life.People leave, people....pass away," she paused, not wanting to say anything in a way that would upset Wesley further.
"But don't let what happened last term make you cry.Remember them all for the happy times they gave you.And know, that they are not far away." Yeah, that was good.Hopefully it was.She'd never tried to counsel anyone before.
"Don't apologise, hun.No need," she soothed, rubbing her arm in a comforting way.
"Steel in our spines? What? No..." Sarah giggled at Wesley's misunderstanding.
"He won't do that.It's an expression.Means we need to stay strong.And we will, right?"
Sarah tilted her head and rested it on top of her friends.
"Anytime, you know that."