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[emiliahawthorn]

Date/Time: Wednesday March 15th, 7:30pm
Location: Fifth Floor Corridors
Open To: Anybody!
Currently Involving: Emilia, Evey
Warnings: None at all

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[evey_shaw]

Of course, that whole attempting-to-stay-out-of-reach thing wasn't going to last for very long. Not because the statue was going to reach out and grab her. Nope, it was because Evey Shaw, Gryffindor hoodlum, was running at breakneck speed down the corridor that was perpendicular to the one in which Emilia stood, and would very likely knock her right into it/him.

Quickly, frantically, but as quietly as possible -- she'd just successfully locked a fourth year Hufflepuff in the Prefects' bathroom after telling him that it was haunted. That wasn't why she was running, no -- she was running because the kid threw a fit, tried about a gajillion spells, and then ended up flooding half the hallway before exploding from the bathroom. Oops?

Evey skidded around the corner and then took off again, running directly into Emilia and finding herself being hurtled into a suit of armour.

Frantic and flailing, Evey flung her arms about in an effort to keep the armour from grasping her in some sort of iron-death-grip. "ARGGGH GERROFF!"

[emiliahawthorn]

Emilia had been so busy inspecting her reflection in one of the cabinet windows that she failed to notice the approaching Gryffindor until she tumbled into her, nearly knocking her off her feet. The time it took for Evey to plunge into the suit of armour was all that was needed for Emilia to have regained her footing and retrieved her wand from her pocket, which she now pointed dangerously at the girl. Naturally, she made no effort to help the other student up.

“What are you doing?” she hissed, an angry flush spreading over her usually pale cheeks. It was bad enough they had to share a school with the Gryffindors (not for the first time, Emilia silently cursed Salazar for failing to take the entire house with him when he left Hogwarts, dungeons and all), but to have them behaving like this was quite intolerable.

[evey_shaw]

Evey flailed about in the armour, before looking up at the tip of the wand pointed at her. This bitch was crazy!

"What does it look like I'm doing?!" she asked, grunting as she elbowed the metal hard in what would be considered its ribs. It gave a little, and she scrambled to her feet before sighing and pushing wild hair back from her face. "I am-- er, was, rather, fighting for my bloody life!"

She paused, looking the slightly younger girl up and down.

"Lotta bloody help you were!!"

Nevermind that it was Evey's fault, and that she crashed into the Slytherin first. Nope, she'd not even go there. Apologies were for wimps!

[emiliahawthorn]

If Evey thought Emilia crazy, well, it was nothing compared to what the Slytherin thought of the manner in which the other girl had come hurtling down the corridor and into the suit of armour. Even after five years at Hogwarts, she was still shocked by the lack of dignity which with others - particularly Gryffindors, she'd noticed - conducted themselves.

She lowered her wand slightly, though it remained pointed at Evey, just in case. An eyebrow raised, Emilia surveyed the girl with distaste, her green eyes lingering on every flaw in her dishevelled appearance.

"Help you? You expect me to help you? Have you no idea of status?" She paused, as if allowing Evey time to admit her mistake, to apologise and accept her own inferiority.

"No, I suppose you haven't. You Gryffindors are hardly renowned for your wisdom, are you?"