Christian hadn't much interacted with Dariela over the years, but he had never before felt that he truly disliked her. That, evidently, was a mistake on his part. And, it should probably be noted that the Hufflepuff rarely held onto any level of distaste for others. Not for very long, anyway. But she had set him on edge in a matter of a few words, and now he was well and truly pissed off.
Clytemnestra had a fair point, if he decided to be objective about it. But Dariela seemed to be just plain mean-spirited. How had he never paid attention to that before?
"First," he snapped at the more blunt of the two, "don't call me that. Second, talk badly about Charlotte or Muggles in front of me again, and you will regret it. And lastly, perhaps it bloody well should be just Slytherins. You're clearly proud enough of yourselves, so it would undoubtedly be amusing for anyone mental enough to attend, considering I've no doubt you'll find some way to go after each other. I can't imagine what you'll do if you lose. Which, at this rate, McLaggen, I daresay you will. Hardly a role model with that sort of thinking."
Merlin, if Ace could see him now. This outburst was, obviously, a product of spending too much time around her.
"Why," he concluded firmly, crossing his arms over his chest, "would I want to be part of something like that?"
by Clytemnestra Lux Thu Apr 20, 2017 2:53 am
