Mischief Managed

[C H E Y E N N E]

"What about your parents?" Robin demanded impatiently.

[Cute]

"Were part of Voldemort's plot.." Perla sneered.

[Alzella]

Charlotte watched the Slytherin and Gryffindor bicker back and forth about Lord Voldemort and who precisely killed him, growing more confused by the passing second.
"Your parents were part of Voldymort's plot?" Out of habit, she pronounced the deceased Dark Lord's name with a very slight and odd accent.

[Cute]

"Indeed." Perla stated bluntly at Charolette.

[C H E Y E N N E]

"Well then good for you. Apparently you're special now," Robin deadpanned, metaphorical hackles rising. "What that supposed to impress someone?"

[Cute]

"Special? Pfft. I'm far from special. I'm actually a nobody," Perl smiled with pride.

[Alzella]

Charlotte rolled her hazel eyes, smelling brewing trouble a mile away. This was disdainful. Decidedly, she waltzed around the Slytherin table to stand beside Robin.
"Now that we know what side Perla's parents were on," She motioned with a hand for the quest to begin. "Shall we be on our way? By this point, I bet Derek's already got it implemented. Whatever it is." A disconcerted look briefly crossed her features at not knowing what he was up to yet.

[Cute]

Perla glanced up at Charolette, knowing she had made a complete fool of herself. She sighed with regret. A soft hand rested on Perla's shoulder. Perla looked up, glimmering at her older brother, Sebastin. His soft black hair drapped over his forehead, his golden eyes staring into her black. Sebastin sported a grim look on his face. "Sister." Yes..?" "Is there a problem..?" Perla stuttered under her breath,"No.. not at all.." Sebastin glared at her, his mouth ready to argue. "All right," Sebastin responded at last, "I have to talk to you later." Perla nodded and whispered, "Seventh years.."

[C H E Y E N N E]

Robin rolled his eyes at Perla's response. "Oh, of course. What, are we supposed to feel sympathy for you now? Are we - "
"Robin, that's quite enough," Charon's sharp voice cut through, and the pale Slytherin walked over, his eyes distinctly troubled and his body language showing that he was anything but the calm his voice portrayed.

[Cute]

Sebastin glared at Robin, a slight smirk on his face. Perla walked away, her head in shame. "Well.. the dog always obeys to his master, no?" Sebastin motioned to Charon, not at all surprised that he will be dealt wilth later, "I suggest you keep your beak shut." Sebastin whispered, as he turned to follow Perla.

[Alzella]

Charlotte's brows furrowed as she replayed Sebastian's last words again in her head to ensure she heard right. Yes, she most certainly had. He'd called Robin a dog and told him to keep his mouth shut. House rivalry: whilst it made sense in an abstract way, it still made no sense in a common sense way – at least to the young Lécuyer.
At long last, Charlotte heaved a heavy sigh. Some days, Hogwarts decided to shoot a curve ball at her. Today appeared to be one of those days.

[Cute]

Ooc.
Alze..he told Robin to keep his mouth shut, not Charon xD.

[Alzella]

OOC: M'kay, thanks Rosie.

[C H E Y E N N E]

As Sebastian slid by, Charon reached out to grab his arm, grip surprisingly strong. "If I weren't a Prefect, I would hit you," he said simply. "As it stands now, I give you a warning - we wouldn't want you assigned to some menial first-year task, now would we? Or perhaps a well-placed, untraceable hex." His eyes were cold, and Robin watched in simmering anger, not able to tell what they were saying.

[Cute]

"Hit me? Do as you please. First year? Oh, how delightful." Sebastin grinned, "A warning? How you pity me, Charon. Its quite impressive that you stood up for your pet." In swift movements, Sabastin released his arms from Charons grip. He wiped the spot where Charon touched him. "I bid you ado."