Strawberry Butterfly

A loud scream filled the Ravenclaw boy's dormitory and an angry Lysander Scamander stormed out of the dorms and headed down to the common room. The scream hadn't come from Lysander though, no it had come from his now confused brother who would probably have a black eye the next day. Lorcan had been showing his friends and a few others some of Lysander's private things and for him it had been the last straw. Lysander was already sick of everything Lorcan did to embarrass him, and he was so close to going over the edge. Now Lorcan had pushed him over that edge and Lysander had finally fought back.

He wasn't going to remain silent and let him do whatever he wanted to him anymore. So when he'd walked into the dormitories and saw what Lorcan was doing, he immediately confronted his brother about. Lorcan had been so surprised that his brother had actually begun to fought back that he didn't respond, and that just made the boy angrier. He'd grabbed Lorcan by his collat and made his brother come out of his shock.

Lysander was never one to do this. He was usually, like the peacemaker in these situations, but today he just couldn't contain himself. Lorcan began to fight back with him but Lysander got the best of him and with one swift hit, he got his anger on his brother out and he left him on the floor surrounded by his friends. Now Lysander sat on the couch in the Ravenclaw common room, trying to calm himself down.

But he had to admit, it had felt good.

Judd and Foster had been sitting in the seventh year dorms, cracking up as they scribbled all over the book they had stolen from their best friend. Ellie was into poetry now and they had found her poetry book and made their own duplicate. They were vandalising the duplicate and were going to replace it with the orignal to see her go nuts. Of course, they would not actually vandalise her real journal out of fear, er, respect for their friend and her possessions.

Suddenly, they hear a scuffle from below and they both perked up. Both boys were much to curious for their own good. They looked at each other for a moment and then scrambled off of Foster's bed, giving Foster time to shove the book under his pillow for safekeeping. They crept down the stairs, pausing above the fourth year landing to listen to shouts and scuffles. Suddenly a boy burst from the dorm and stormed down the stares. Foster and Judd gave each other a look.

"That was Lovegood's son right?" Foster asked.

"Think so," Judd responded. "Scamander. Beats me which one."

They turned back in time to see a pink face pop around the corner. "What the hell is going on up here?"

The boys yelped and then relaxed as they realized it was only Ellie. Foster smirked. "Domestic abuse with the Scamanders."

Ellie raised an eyebrow. "Bet is on Lorcan being a fool. I had to tutor him two years ago. Let me talk to him." And with the startling audacity that Ellie had, she walked into the dorm to straighten things out.

Judd shook his head and motioned downstairs. "C'mon, let's check on the other one."

The two jogged downstairs and saw the boy alone on a couch. They plopped down non either side and Judd elected himself as delegate. "Hey. Lysander, right? My name's Judd. This is Foster."

"Hey," Foster said, holding up a hand.

"What's the problem, mate?"