Baby lives to die (OPEN)

[gryphon]

The Great hall was seemingly full at yet another Tuesday night dinner feast. Though, dinner had really finished and students were starting to dig into deserts as well. Gryphon poking a fork at her cold potatoes sitting on her plate still. She had been watching them go from hot, lukewarm to now stone cold. The melted butter pooled about the plate hardly touching the potatoes.

She was bored, really really, painfully bored. Everyone was lively and chatting to each other. Laughing, yelling, it all mingling together and creating a just plain noise. Endlessly bouncing off the walls of the hall.

It was boring not because there was nothing to do, but watch her stupid cold dinner. Nor because she wasn't really talking to anyone. No, it was boring because it was all the same as it ever was.

Gryphon sighed.

Picking up a creme tart and staring at it for a long time, her fingertips curled around the base of the pastry. The house elves sure did give a nice sized amount of cream on top. Sprinkled with colorful sprinkles. Oh it looked good. But she could make it look better.

Silent and placid faced as ever Gryphon with out warning pegged the desert towards the Slytherin table. Not particularly aiming it at anyone but at the cluster of students mainly occupying a section.

[cateline]

Green/Blue eyes glanced trough the room, finding a place to sit. Being somewhat late to dinner didn't matter to Cateline, she wasn't that hungry after all. How could it be that she hadn't really met anybody during the past weeks. She missed company and such. Of course she knew this one girl, Jade, but still, they hadn't talked that much and ever since the one meeting, Cateline hadn't seen her.

The room was filled with chatter. It seemed like everybody else was enjoying themselves, or at least pretending to do so. There were some people who looked as if they were going to cry anytime soon, but at least they had somebody near them who was trying to cheer them up a little bit.

Cateline's eyes spotted one girl at her table, throwing a tart towards the Slytherin table. Not that Cateline didn't like the Slytherins, still a smile appeared upon her face. She walked up towards the girl who had thrown the tart and tapped her shoulder.

"I saw that."

Then she sat down next to the girl, not sure if she wanted to start a conversation. Then she realized that it probably wasn't a good idea to sit down right over there, in case Slytherin was plotting a revenge.

What the hack, they probably hadn't seen who had thrown the tart anyway.

[gryphon]

Side glancing at where the tart had fallen not-so gracefully onto a Slytherin robed figure; Gryphon pressed her lips tightly together holding back a loud laugh. The absolutely fuming student glaring around the room furtively as a large chorus of ooooooo echoed around the Slytherin table, turning into loud cooes of laughter. Of course sounding dumb and immature. Just as dumb and immature as her doing the action. But it so far appeared no one had seen her do so. Which was disappointing but all the same, perhaps for the best? Her life at risk here. Who was she to provoke the Slytherins?

Death wish much.

They would probably skip the food throwing and simply cut straight to what ever butter knives they could find.



Gryphon swallowed the laugh again behind a hand. Keeping her amused eyes angled down when she was tapped on the shoulder, a female voice speaking a few words to her. Apparently she wasn't invisible in her impulsive act. 'Good.' A shy smile came to her lips looking at the girl as she sat next to her. "Heh. Good to know someone did." Gryphon said suddenly too afraid to glance over her shoulder at the Slytherin table. Feeling stupid that she had the feeling a lot of eyes were on her back.

"Do you think they'll claim war?" The little blonde asked in a softer tone. Rethinking her impulsive act.

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