Seeley Pichardo

I Say You're Preaching, Only to Start a Fight

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Term Two

Week Three

Continued after HERE 

 

Disaster - utterly.  Though when she'd walked into the classroom and been forced to sit in that chair next to that horrid girl, there was honestly no other way it could have gone.  Stomping out of the classroom, one fist gripped tightly around the strap that held her bag up on her shoulder and the other fist gripping her wand tightly in her hand, Seeley was fuming.  Her face felt like it was on fire, and it wasn't the pepper-breath hex that Havana had cast on her that was causing it.  

 

The girl just knew how to pick and twist and poke at buttons.  Always the same story all the time Harry Potter evil this, and Harry Potter villian that... and now matter how many times everyone told her she was wrong she seemed to have an answer for everything.  Seeley hated hearing it over and over and seeing her friend getting picked on so much.  Logically, emotionally,  she maybe should have wondered if there was more to why she cared so much, but the twelve year old's mind hadn't caught up that far.  All in all, she operated more on a level of take action first and maybe ask questions later.  

 

Hence the reason why Havana had ended up sprawled out on the classroom floor and she had wound up with a mouth on fire as she stormed out of the classroom.  So fast, she'd forgotten half her books and her favorite quill.  Spinning on her heel and avoiding the eyes of anyone who might have been looking her way, she swerved through the swarm of her classmates to make her way back to the classroom, all the while a hard furrowed brow and pursed lip scorn held firmly in place.  

 

She was not having any thing else today.  Especially not when she felt someones shoulder crash into her side just as she reached the History classroom door.    

 

 

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Havoc.


There were many words that could have described what had just went down in the History of Magic classroom, but she couldn't have imagined it would have gone this far south. Seeley had seemed to snap. It didn't make sense and quite frankly if there hadn't been a Desmond Potter in their year would it have turned out to be a different friendship between the two of them? They seemed friendly towards each other when they met down in the dueling chamber the first week of the year. What went wrong after that?


Desmond Potter was what went wrong after that, but that was only a small fraction of what went wrong. There might have been a moment were Havana hadn't remembered the Hufflepuff and called her the wrong name during a duel, but the entirety of the feud couldn't have only stimmed from that, could it have? Why was Seeley so petty?


She had been sitting on the floor for longer than she really should have been as the thoughts were racing through her head. Nothing really had came to mind about what exactly was going on, but this was sortly interrupted by the person of Seeley walking back into the classroom to grab some things that she left behind. As Seeley turned to walk out the door, Havana stood up and walked out after her bumping into Seeley's shoulder as she walked through the doorway.


"Watch where you're going, Pistachio."


Edited by Havana Towne

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There was no way this was happening.  Seeley froze as she heard the voice, a sound that to her resembled the noise a fork made when scraping against an empty plate.  If it had been anyone else, and on any other day she would have brushed it off as an accident and simply moved on with life but not today and not Havana Towne. 

 

No way. 

 

It it wasn't an accident at all, even if it really was an accident it was really just fate sending them to an ultimate goal.  

 

Very slowly the the hufflepuff turned towards the taller girl and life's her head upwards to meet the girls eyes straight on.  "Maybe you need to watch where you're going.  You seem to see and know everything anyway so it shouldn't be that hard." 

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Essentially what it broke down to was that Seeley was name calling. The jist of what Havana got was that she had just been called a know-it-all by the Hufflepuff. The same Hufflepuff who had knocked her chair out from under her as a prank and just left her sitting down there on the floor and walked out of the classroom like nothing happened.  Seeley was so arrogant.

 

Arrogant.


Correct choice of words. Havana turned to face her and drew her wand, "You want it to go down this way? It'll go down this way, but you know you started it." She took a small breath as she turned to make sure she wasn't facing away from her for the lack of a better term, opponent, and there was only one thing left to do.

 

"Vellicare auris!"


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There was always this specific tone to Havana's voice.  As if everyone was just supposed to stop whatever they were doing and listen to or do whatever it was she was saying.   She also always seemed to be trying to make it sound as if everything were always someone else's fault and the blame never lied with her.  She was so... so... arrogant.  

 

There was no other way to put it.  

 

"Want want to go down this way?" Seeley scowled, but she could see Havana pulled her wand free and because she had her own wand still gripped protectively in her own clenched fist she was ready for it.   "I was only trying to get my... Ugh fine I didn't start... Obsidio!"  She stumbled over her words, trying to get a statement out but also trying not to get hit with the curse that came flying.  

 

"I didn't start anything, you did because you can't stop running you mouth.  I can help with that!"  

 

Oh yes.  If they were going to do this, they were going to do it right and as she aimed her wand she tossed her bag against the wall, freeing herself from everything except for the task at hand.   "Lingua di corno!" 

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If they were going to get expelled then this was the way to go out. There was no more trying to be friendly with each other, there was no more trying to be amicable, and there was definitely no need to follow the rules when they were around each other. Losing points for Slytherin? Worth it, because if there was any outcome that would be sweeter would be Hufflepuff losing them as well.


Havana smirked as Seeley through her bag against the wall. There were several thoughts that were going threw her mind, but the main thing was to make Seeley pay for whatever it was she thought she done. What it was? She didn't know anymore, but she didn't really care.  The peace talks had not worked, not that they had even bothered to try. They didn't try.

 

"Obisido! Conjunctivitis!"

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Expulsion was just about the last thought on Seeley's mind.   She didn't care about losing points either.  Though, if that did happen, she'd probably feel guilty about it later.   Getting a hit, one spell to make contact - that was the first thought on her mind, and if the spell managed to be a spell that centered around that annoying, constantly running mouth of hers that would be all the better.  

 

Most of all, wiping that ever present smirk off the girls face... that would be the best thing.  Being blinded?  That wouldn't do... because then she wouldn't be able to see it if she did get a spell to make contact.  Hearing the spell leave the other girls lips put Seeley on high alert and she did what she had to to get out of the way.  Tucking herself into the door way, she used the hollow of the door frame to hide from the spell and avoid its wrath.  

 

She contemplated some kind of witty remark, a sarcastic quip, but honestly she was too tired of dealing with the girl and too angry for that.  She didn't want to talk.  She just wanted to fight.  And do it without some officiator's watchful eye keeping them in line.   Jumping out from her shield she pointed her wand, "Oppugno!" and grinned in pleasure as a number of lost quills, wadded balls of parchment, and other random objects that had fallen, forgotten, from students backpacks went flying in Havana's direction.   

 

 

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Suddenly quils, pieces of wadded up parchment, chewed bubblegum, and many other things were flying at her. There were only several things that she could do with the items flying at her. She could dodge, she could get hit, or she could fight back with a spell. After all, most of the items were highly flammable, but she would be better off with blocking the spell.


"Obisido!" 


She looked towards the Hufflepuff as the items had bounded back towards her with the blocking charm, but there would have to be something she could do to stop her from being able to do that again. These items were inconesiquential and deserved to be burned like the trash the items were, "Incendio."


The items started burning as she then turned her attention back to Seeley and smiled, "Expelliarmus."

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There was nothing quite like watching an assortment of objects go flying towards someone whom you wanted pelted with them.   There was no way, absolutely, positively without a doubt Havana would be able to avoid being with hit with at least one or two of the random things.  Personally, Seeley hoped it would be the small model of a hippogryff that chose at the last second to come flinging off the table nearby that was actually rather large but beggars couldn't be choosers not could they? 

 

But then the unthinkable happened, a shield went up followed of course by the trademark slytherin's fire burning the poor hippogryff statuette to ashes.  Seeley snapped her fingers in despair as she still largely remained peeking from the doorframe of the history classroom.  She was angry, but she was no dummy.  But this fight clearly wasn't over.  Drawing in the breath and stepping confidently out into the open now that the fire had disappated she moved towards the middle of the hall and pointed her wand directly at the other girl.  Not fearing her, or her disarming spell, in the slightest.     

 

"Just give it up.  You can't beat me in the chamber Havana and you can't  beat me out here... OBSIDIO!... EITHER... FLIPENDO!"    

 

 

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"Accio wands," Grimsby muttered, sighing heavily. After what he had seen in the classroom, he hadn't wanted to follow the girls out, and he had definitely dragged his feet while doing so. Maybe they would get a few hits in and then tearfully make up, like most of the children in this school probably ended up doing when their professors weren't around.

 

"I think you both have fundamentally misunderstood the assignment," he frowned at them, mouth set in a firm line. This tiff was a disgrace to the art of pranking.

 

 

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