Nothing's ever too good... ((Dawn))

[kris]

Kris was annoyed beyond belief as he exited the DADA classroom. What on earth was Dumbeldore thinking when he hired professors? Or most likely he didn’t think at all. Hiring that idiotic Lockheart who had broken down in near hysterics, when Kris put on of his portraits on fire, hiring that werewolf Lupin, making that half-giant a professor and there were only a couple of normal professors in the whole castle.
Thrusting his bag into the hands of a second year Slytherin Kris ordered that the boy would take his bag back to the common room. It took only one glance at Kris’s scowl to send the kid running with his bag.

Moving towards the Great Hall to get some dinner Kris’s scowl was still visible on his face. Maybe that was why a clear path opened up in front of him, even though Kris didn’t bother to pay any attention to those annoying muggle-lovers with their tainted blood.
Finally reaching the Great Hall Kris pulled the double-doors opened and let them slam closed behind in the face of a group of annoyingly chirpy Hufflepuffs. The loud bang the doors had created caught some attention, but Kris just scowled and moved to the Slytherin table.
Not really feeling particularly hungry, Kris picked up some grapes and turned around, so his elbows were leaning on the table. Stretching his legs out in front of him, Kris scanned the Great Hall for some amusement.

Sneering towards the Hufflepuff table maliciously Kris watched as a couple of first year girls almost jumped. It was getting almost to easy to scare and bully other houses.
“The level of Hogwarts is worsening by days,” Kris muttered darkly, as he let his head fall backwards while closing his eyes. Professors were lousy, most of the other student-body was no better than trash and Kris’s patience was growing thin, especially lately.


((Not very good, but actually I couldn't think of anything ))

[dawn]

(( The post was perfect, don't belittle yourself or your abilities. ))

The bell went off noteing that the classes were over for the day. Dawn walked out of Charms as she held her wand at her side. She was always fond of Charms; as well as Transfiguation. Using a wand was her specialty. Walking down the six flights of stairs towards the main hallway, Dawn didn't really have a destination. Walking over towards one of the large windows facing the lawns, Dawn watched a few students throw around a ball with pure enjoyment. Watching like a cheetah on the prowl, she studies their movements and made notes on who they were, what blood line, and how quick there reflexs were.

Suddenly Dawn's attention was altered as a bang sounded from behind her. The Great Hall doors slammed with all of their might. Grinning a sly grin, Dawn knew that it was a Slytherin. Bored, for the moment, Dawn walked across the vast marble floor towards the doors. Opening one, she stepped in. Scanning the Slytherin table she saw a fifth year, Kris Graas sit down. " o' course." she spoke under her breath as she walked unaccounted for towards her table. Watching him, she saw him turn around with his back against the table, he rested his elbows on the old wood. Closing his eyes he left his head fall back with no effort. Sitting down behind him undetected; she poured herself a glass of ice water. Taking one sip, she pulled it away from her lips with grace. Looking at Kris, whos eyes were still closed; she put the tips of her fingers into the glass. Taking them out she flicked drops of the water on his face to catch his attention.

A moment passed as Dawn spoke, "Yet another Slytherin showing Public display of anger." Dawn said with a twinge of laughter in her words. Placeing the glass down. Dawn sat her hand on the table as she began to tap her fingers.

[kris]

Kris was irritated, bored and even scaring younger students didn’t seem too interesting today. Perhaps a game of chess later – Kris was rather good player, but Kris dropped the idea as soon as he thought of it. Maybe a quick tour with his new broom later? Now that idea was already better.
Kris had to use a rather big part of his self-control so he wouldn’t jump when some icy droplets of water suddenly hit his face. His eyes snapping open angrily Kris lowered his head back a little more to see who had bothered him. His eyes concentrating on the familiar blond hair and face, Kris smirked: “Dawn. Such a… warm greeting.” Dawn’s face was upside down for Kris’s point of view right now, but there was no mistaking as to who it was.

Raising his head, Kris reached out his leg, tripping some random student who had been passing – Kris didn’t even bother to look from which house he was from – Kris turned around on the bench so he was facing Dawn. At least Dawn would be interesting to talk with.
“And not really showing anger. If I was angry, that guy would be supporting burning clothes right now instead of just stumbling once. Bored would rather describe my mood,” Kris’s eyes took in the Great Hall once more, before settling on Dawn again, “At least until now.” The compliment slipped easily form Kris – compliments on the whole came easily for him, when the person he complimented was worth them.

[dawn]

Without jumping, he showed a lot of self control. Merely opening hsi eyes he saw who was the person who interupted his privacy. "Warm, I thought it was Ice cold, personally." she joked as she took a sip of her water. Kris slipped a side compliment, Dawn nodded in reply. She never was good at recieving compliments. That is because she rarely got them- under any circumstance. Looking at Kris Dawn spoke, "So, What happened so horridly today that you decided to take your anger out on the Great Hall doors?" she asked with a quizzical tone. "Above anything in this whole castle, I would have never guess a simple thing such as a door ruined your day." She spoke in a placid volume.

Dawn was bored. All of her classes were done. She had homework but could easily get out of it because she was a prefect. Looking over Kris's shoulder she saw Steven Jacobson sitting at the apposing Gryffindor table. Clenching her fist so tight, you could hear her knuckles crack. Her eyes focused back on Kris's face as she spoke. "Could I guess? Ickle student got on your nerves." pausing playfully she added. "Maybe, maybe not? How about parents sent an evil OWL? No? Not that?" Dawn paused again as she studied Kris's face. She noticed he was lacking laugh lines on the side of his mouth. Looking back at his eyes, she said, "Problem with friends, maybe?" Dawn listed all of her 'off the top of her head thoughts.' "Please tell me I was close, at least with one guess." Dawn pledged as she waited for a reply.

[kris]

“It would be nice if the Great Hall doors were smart enough to understand when a SLytherin – a worthy pureblood – was coming and then open themselves,” Kris joked back noticing Dawn’s knuckles crack. Picking up a goblet on the table Kris took a sip and the looked at the reflection of the goblet to see what had caused such a reaction. Scanning the Gryffindor table briefly, Kris shrugged – sure, they were annoying, but he didn’t see anything that would make Dawn that angry right now.
“So when are we going enjoy a display of some insolent and reckless Gryffindor being showed his – or hers? – place?” Kris asked with a raise of his eye-brow. Maybe seeing some poor Gryffindor learn some manners would improve his mood.

Kris smirked as Dawn listed off reasons that might irritate Kris that much. “I’ll go with ickle student annoying me. Only make it plural – the level of Hogwarts falls almost every year and some of the people allowed in this school are unbelievable,” Kris let his eyes glide over the rest of the student-body with a disapproving frown then moved to the professor’s table, “And Dumbeldore’s choice of professors isn’t any better,” Kris’s eyes lingered on Hagrid for a moment longer. How were they supposed to learn anything when someone with so tainted blood, who was obviously so much lower than students by his brain capacity as well, was made a professor?

[dawn]

Tapping her nails on the table, she listened as Kris turned around and scanned the table beind him. She wasn't sure if he saw who she was glaring at, but he would soon enough. Kris asked an intruiging question as Dawn rose one of her eye brows. "Soon enough, boyo. Wait a minute or so." Dawn finished with a hiss in her tone. Her eyes narrowed as she looked over his should back at Steven. He was in fact halfblood. Sad fact that was in itself, but that wasn't the reason she despized him so. He did her wrong. Plain and simple. Dawn looked down as she remembered what happened. After a moment, she looked back up at Kris. She was not in the mood to go into detail, and by the look she gave Kris, she knew he understood.

Agreeing with one subject on Dawn's list, she nodded as he told her a small reason why. "Understandable." she said flatly. "I think that when your year leaves Hogwarts there will be no more good blood. Of course, some people in 5th year are muggle lovers... but some are true blood and follow it. I do hope We can get into some younger year's minds that the future of the wizarding world is in their hands." Dawn shook her head as she followed Kris's eyes towards the Professor's table. "Eh, Do not even get me started on that oaf." Dawn growled as she turned her head quickly away.

The moment fell silent as Dawn looked back at Kris. Grinning she spoke, "Now is the time." she said as she slipped her delecate hand into her pocket. Slipping out her wand she asked Kris a simple question, "What is your favorite color?" She asked as she twirled her ebony wand in her fingers waiting for a reply.

[kris]

“There is still some hope for younger years. That Yakov girl seems to have her priorities rather set. Mary – well, Mary is somewhere in between,” Kris mused – sure, Mary was a friend, but Kris could still think for himself.
“His blood is so tainted that even mudblood seems to nice of a term. It’s a shame Dumbeldore let him get back to this school even after the… accident with the hippogriff,” Kris stated with a small pause. He had wished that the half-giant would leave for good, but Malfoy’s whining had started to get on his nerves over time.

Kris raised an eye-brow as Dawn asked for his favorite colour. “Green,” Kris stated calmly moving over by a little so that Dawn would have a clear shot past him to which-ever Gryffindor had annoyed her. Turning his head a little so he could see what was about to start happening, Kris kept one eye on Dawn none the less, “Oh goody. Should I have sold tickets?"

[dawn]

Twirling her wand, she listened to Kris. When he finished he said the color green. With a grin Dawn said. "Well, I find you as a dark green kind of guy. But I must make it neon. For Special purposes." Dawn grinned as she spoke "Pluvia calx tempestas" she flicked her wand as a grey cloud started to build over Steven's head. Some Hufflepuffs noticed as well as Ravenclaws. A girl screamed in warning as Steven looked up. Chaos broke out as the cloud burst and began to rain all over Steven. A lime green neon rain looked almost radioactive. Everyone stood up except for Dawn, as they watched the water seep into his clothing, permently staining it. Taking out his own wand, Steven tryed to cancel the cloud; but it wouldn't work. Running his hands through his blonde hair, you could see the green dye his hair as well. Dawn waved at him as he searched the Hall for the cuprit. Yelling, he went out of the Great Hall trying to get the cloud off his tracks.

Watching him scramble away Dawn slipped her wand back into her pocket. Crossing her arms at her chest her face expression fell back to normal. "Eh, that was small. But I didn't want the Professors to think someone un-named came into the school and picked on Mr. Jacobson. So, I had to keep it simple. But simple does have great effects." Dawn said with a small laugh as she played with her hair.

[kris]

Kris watched as Dawn casted the spell. It was something new and the cloud that appeared as the resort was rather interesting. And the neon-green rain or what-ever it was falling form the ground looked rather impressive. Grimacing as some girls screamed Kris was forced to stand up as well as the other people jumping up were blocking his view. The Gryffindor boy – Kris didn’t have a clue what his name might have been – tried to get rid of the cloud without any success before rushing out of the Great Hall.
Listening to Dawn’s comment about a simple thing, Kris smirked. Slipping out his own wand Kris transfigured three cherries in roses in full-bloom tying the transfiguration off, so the roses wouldn’t turn back to cherries without the counter charm.

Bowing his head Kris presented the roses – without thorns – to Dawn: “I really should have sold tickets to it. Magnificent performance! And that annoying kid who always hangs around Wonder-boy with that camera naturally isn’t here when there finally is a moment that should be captured!”<br>Sitting down again Kris grinned – it had been great view. It actually had improved his mood.
Smirking at the image of the Gryffindor being covered with that neon-green rain Kris decided that the day hadn’t been completely wasted after all.
“Remind me to never get you that angry at me though,” Kris added with one of his lip-corners curving into a surprisingly pleasant smile.

[dawn]

Taking the rose from Kris's fingertips Dawn grinned. "Thank you." she said as she took the rose. Holding it she looked at it closely. He did a good job. Thinking back to her own Transfiguation class. Any guy in her class would be stunned by how Kris made the rose. That was because everyone in her class were dimwitted and couldnt charge enough power to light a muggle lightbulb. Placing the rose on her place, Dawn ran her hands though her hair as she began to put it up into a bun. Tightening it, she took a knife to the rose stem. Cutting a few inches off, she disgarded the part she didn't need. Putting the rose in her hair, she nodded towards Kris to her new look. "Lovely." She said as she picked up her glass and took another sip of her water. Kris made a comment about never making Dawn angry. Looking at him she spoke, "To put it lightly, I would like you to follow that very well too. Because that is simply what I can do to Gryffindors. Think of what I would do to someone from my own house if they crossed me." Dawn said as she raised both of her eyebrows and pointed towards Kris. "Think of that. Not too pleasent." she said as she shrugged her shoulders merely, and trailed of subject.

Pausing for a moment she glanced towards her left. Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat and started for the Gryffindor table. Dawn over heard her ask a first year, 'what happened?' He didnt answer since he was to young to even speak of what happened. Dawn rolled her eyes as she knew soon she would be caught. Looking back up to the Professor's table, Dawn looked at Professor Snape. He locked eyes with her as he flicked his wrist. Meaning- go before she catches you, I'll deal with the consequences. Dawn nodded as she grinned. She had to obey her House Master. Dawn stood up and said, "Why don't we go for a walk around the castle, Kris?" Dawn said as she motioned toward McGonagall as she began talking to a few students. Laughing, Dawn started on her ways towards the Great Hall doors.

[kris]

Kris watched calmly as Dawn inserted the rose into her hair. “Enchanting,” Kris answered smirking lightly at Dawn’s comment about not getting her angry at Kris, “I’ll be sure not to cross you very heavily. Watching such displays I really wonder from time to time why women are called the weaker sex.”<br>Kris followed the Dawn’s eyes to Snape, who told her to go with a flick of his wrist.
“At least one professor who has his priorities more or less straight,” Kris commented dryly while standing up and falling into step next to Dawn.
“Exploring the castle sounds rather marvelous,” Kris pulled the Great Hall doors open and let Dawn through first before following her. Closing the doors a bit more silently now than he had closed them before. His mood had definitely improved after watching Dawn’s hex.

“Anywhere special you wish to go?” Kris asked as some younger students warily made a circle around them, “Hopefully not too many of these worthless mudbloods will be running around the castle right now. Sometimes it seems as they have never been fed before, when you look how the food is shoveled down their throats. Sickening really.”<br>Kris grinned – actually Slytherins like Crabbe and Goyle ate in the same way, so Kris usually tried to sit as far away from the two bulky boys than possible.

[dawn]

Walking purely undetected by Professor McGonagall, Dawn nodded towards Kris as he held open the Great Hall door for herself. "Why thank you." she said with a courtly nodd. Stepping out on to the vast marble foor, Dawn's mary-jane shoes clicked as she stepped. Speaking up, Kris wondered what they were going to do. She merely looked at him with a devious grin. Before answering his question she let him end his sentace. As he finished she spoke. "Oh really? Well On the Contrary I actually wish mudbloods would be around the school at this time." Dawn turned to Kris and winked as she kept silent around the younger students.

Dawn held her hand out as she caught Kris's arm at his side. Stopping, she stopped him as well. Pausing she waited for all of the students to walk by before she spoke. "Lovely." she said as the younger ones were gone. "I actually had a lot of fun what I did in there." Dawn said as she laughed. "I saw by how your mood changed, you did as well. So, I was thinking merely walking around talking of course. And if we come across a mudblood, or halfbreed- we should take the moment while its open." She said as she crossed her arms. "So, what do you say Mister Graas? Are you In, or do you have a better idea up your sleeve?"

[kris]

Kris stopped as Dawn caught his arm and asked him about something better to do. Well, he could always study – this idea reserved a mental scoff. Or go and swim. Or practice martial arts. But nothing really bested the idea of enjoying the view of Dawn at work. And Kris would enjoy torturing some annoying mudblood immensely.
“I do need some practice,” Kris’s wand appeared from the sleeve where there was a special pocket for it and twirled between his fingers once before disappearing again with a flick of his wrist, “And most occupants of this castle have been getting on my nerves lately.”<br>
Suddenly catching some noise Kris tilted his head and concentrated on hearing it for a moment with a tilt of his head with his eyes half-closing. A moment later Kris’s eyes shone with expectation as he looked at Dawn: “Ask and you shall receive. Sounds like a pair – or maybe three – mudbloods in the classroom down the hallway if my guess is right. Ready for free entertainment?” Kris asked with a teasing half-bow.

[dawn]

"Most of the occupants?! Boyo, I have something on nearly everyone in this hell hole. Of course, a few choice people are free of my venom." Dawn said as she motioned her wand towards Kris himself. Pausing for a moment, Dawn watched Kris. He seemed to notice something of his own. Looking at him as if he was mad, she took a step backward. A moment passed as he spoke. Dawn understood. "Hound Like..... peculiar." Dawn said as she laughed. She merely was kidding with him. He bowed in front of her as she spun her wand between her fingers.

"This place is lacking entertainment, someone needs to change that." Dawn said as a flame seemed to appear at the tip of Dawn's wand as she twirled it. Flame was always her favorite to use. Pretty, Hard to put out- due to the fact she perfected her spells, and can easily encoil a place in moments. Pausing for a moment as she looked into the fire, she remembered last summer. In Hogsmeade. She was in a horrid mood- and one thing let to another- she let Hogsmeade Library on fire.

Arriving back in real time, she grinned at Kris as she began to walk towards the room. Just before they reached the long corridor towards the room, she paused and looked at her friend. "Take them all. I've never seen you have fun like this before. I would like to see your tactics." Dawn spoke as if this was a simple practice for a game. But that was exactly it to her, the game was yet to come. As soon as she left Hogwarts the games would begin. Smiling with a look of wicked villainy Dawn crossed her arms as she stepped aside for Kris.

[kris]

“My tactics? Can’t really say I have them. I adapt to the situation at hand – planning ahead often spoils a lot of fun,” Kris said with a shrug as Dawn decided he should handle this group. Starting down the hallway Kris’s step turned lighter almost instinctively. Listening to the voices with a tilt of his head Kris stopped in front of the correct door and opened it half-way silently. There were 3 students there. All younger – two boys and a girl. A new ‘Gryffindor Dream Team or what?’ Kris thought with a smirk opening the door fully and stepping having already weighed the situation in his mind.

“My-my-my, what DO we have here?” Kris drawled lazily as the 2 Gryffindors and a Hufflepuff tensed at their appearance.
“What do you want?” The Gryffindor boy asked gripping his wand. Maybe it actually would have sounded threatening, if his voices hadn’t wavered this much.
“Aren’t you happy to see as?” Kris clicked his tongue moving forward and leaning his hip and one leg on a table carelessly while picking up an unopened bag of Bertie Botts’ every flavor beans.
“Hey those are ours!” The Hufflepuff boy shouted stepping forward.
“Greedy as well,” throwing the bag of candies towards the boy Kris whipped her wand out and muttered the proper charm. Making the boy feel as if something was strangling him. It really was just a trick played on one’s mind, but it was effective as the Hufflepuff dropped his wand with his hands going to his throat.

“What did you do to him?” the girl yelled rushing towards the Hufflepuff while the still free Gryffindor boy tried to attack Kris.
Blocking his ‘Stupefy’ with ease Kris used brutal force to whirl the boy around and holding his hand bent to the point of almost breaking it, held him down with one hand.
Pointing his wand towards the ceiling of the classroom Kris muttered a charm. Not a dark one like the strangling hex but this one needed more concentration. Tying off the shackles that had grown out of the ceiling – it was really just a matter of bending reality – Kris levitated the Gryffindor to the shackles and clasped him there by his ankles.

Turning his full attention back to the Hufflepuff Kris took the hex off – it would be too bothersome to explain it, should he conflict permanent damage.
“What makes you think I would ever wand anything touched by a worthless mudblood?” Kris asked before casting ‘Petrificus Totalus’ on the Hufflepuff and sending his petrified body to a dusty corer of the room with a levitation spell.
“Honestly, don’t the house-elves ever clean this place?” Kris asked from Dawn over his shoulder, as the second year Gryffindor girl – the only one still free - stood up to face him even though she was trembling.
Kris twirled his wand thoughtfully before recalling the flame Dawn had created earlier in the hallway. “Mind if I borrow your idea?” Kris asked and without waiting for an answer set the robes of the girl on fire and while she shrieked and tried to put out the fire Kris tied her tightly to a chair with some magically enchanted ropes. Drawing all three wands now uselessly lying on the floors Kris took the up – he would dump them in some suit of armor somewhere or leave them somewhere hard to find.
“Almost too easy to be of any amusement,” Kris sneered looking at the three younger students.

[dawn]

Dawn walked a few stepps behind Kris then leaned on the doorway opening towards the room Kris just invaded. She watched as Kris tore up the room, as well as the students. Dawn had no expression. She merely stood with a glare towards the younger students. As Kris finished, she noticed the fire from the wand. Dawn grinned. She adored fire. Plain and simple.

Finished, Dawn began to walk away from the room, hoping Kris to follow. As she walked back into the hallway- she noticed a few Professors leurking around wondering about the sound of screams. "Kris. Get Here." she said as she slipped her wand away, motioning behind her back for Kris to do as well. "Let me talk." Dawn hissed as of course, the Professors trusted her as a Prefect, who knows what they though of the 5th year Slytherin. Walking up to McGonagall, who seemed to be searching for the sound, Dawn spoke. "In the old charms room. Three students seem to be beaten up pretty bad." she said as a tone of worry crossed her coards. "Me and Kris Graas came across them as we walked out of the Great Hall." Dawn said motioning behind her to Kris. With a look of worry, McGonagall nodded and walked off to the room.

The worried look on Dawn's face faded, as she slipped out her wand, "Septcommoris" she whispered and she pointed towards the room. Looking at Kris, she said- "Erases memory from the past 7 minutes. Good enough time to erase you out of their memory." Dawn snickered as she began towards the stairs a few feet away. Placing her hand delicatly on the hand rail, she waited for Kris to join. "So, towards the thrid floor we go. No one is ever on the second. Boring floor if you ask me." she said with a grin.

[kris]

Kris reacted immediately as Dawn hissed for him to come. Smiling calmly, if not a bit cockily to McGonagall as Dawn spoke to her, Kris did keep silent. Why go looking for trouble, if it was possibly to avoid it? Besides Kris wasn’t really the favorite student of McGonagall. But he had to admit that Dawn’s worried face was absolutely brilliant. As well as the mind-erasing charm.
“As smart as she is pretty,” Kris said with a sly grin, that touched only one corner of his mouth as he fell into step with the sixth year girl.

“Second floor? There is a hidden passageway to a private inside courtyard here. Better than the one outside with all those mudbloods milling around there,” Kris remarked casually but didn’t argue as they moved towards the third floor, “And all those Lockheart’s pictures made a nice target-practice exercise here at one point. All those spells to make his teeth glint certainly got to his brain as he broke down in almost hysterics every time I set one to fire.” Naturally Kris had burned down one of the paintings almost daily – and there always seemed to be two more for every picture he did burn.
Reaching the third floor Kris stopped and tilted his head towards Dawn as a sign that the girl could choose their direction.

[dawn]

Looking over at Kris, she paused for a moment as he complimented her. Grinning she started the stairs again. Listening to Kris, he told her about a secret door on the second floor. "I won't let you hog all the fun. After I find some youger years we can venture back to the second floor."Dawn said as she took out her wand and twirled it in her fingers. Reaching the top of the stairs, Dawn went to her right leading the way. "I heard of a meeting today in the Common Room of some third years meeting with friends." Dawn turned back to Kris, "Yes, those specific thrid year muggle lovers." Rolling her eyes as went on. "Well, I think I should pay them a visit due to the fact if they went to grow up in the Slytherin house they Must know what is right and wrong. And not simply sided with each." Dawn felt the flower Kris gave her loosen in her hair. Slipping a bobby pin holding it in place, she lowered her arms and kept walking.

"Do you do this often?" she asked. "I mean, just find students to practice on?" Dawn wondered what some other Slytherins did with their time. She knew of course the Queens sat around and merely vented about problems, they didnt seem to do much to change them this year though. Well Dawn knew she could always hold her own and the others could as well. They were just friends with the same morals. Another friend was Leland Astor. Dawn hadn't conversed with him in ages. Looking over at Kris, Dawn asked- "Have you ever spoke to Leland Astor? You remind me of him." she stated as she heard a voice bounce off of a nearing wall. "Looks like we've found our destination, eh?" she said as she held her wand at her side and opened the door.

(( I just ended it early so you could answer my questions, then I could go do whatever I was going to do in the room. Just so you know- Im not expecting a huge reply post. So dont worry. ))

[kris]

Kris scowled as Dawn mentioned the loathsome third years in Slytherin who were so friendly with muggles. Kris had a couple of acquaintances outside his house, but at least they were all pure-bloods, even if not all of them had their priorities straight.
“That’s despicable,” Kris almost spat with venom, “Salazar must be rolling around in his grave. It’s almost blasphemy! Fraternizing with mudbloods…” A couple of carefully chosen swear-words in French and Italy dropped from Kris’s lips. He was usually a rather patient guy, but there third years were worthless of the honour of being in Slytherin, where the elite of the wizarding world was.

As Kris’s eyes returned to Dawn at her question, Kris smiled slowly and maliciously. “There’s not much use in practicing my aim on targets that can’t move, is there? So yes, I do this from time to time. Such practice has the added bonus of shoving mudbloods head-first to where they actually belong.”<br>Tilting his head Kris half-closed his eyes as everything the family-name Astor brought to mind whirled through his thoughts. On thing Kris had always excelled in – besting ever his cousin in Ravenclaw – was his memory.

“Leland Astor. He should be a sixth year if I’m not correct. Old family-line. Wealthy naturally, even though most people in Slytherin have that and figuring that he’s a friend of yours and in Slytherin I guess he holds the same moral values,” Kris recited off top of his head, before blinking calmly, “Haven’t had the pleasure of meeting him though.” Kris eyed the door they had reached with distain and settled back to watch a quick lesson in manners and behavior that the third years were bound to receive.

[dawn]

Pushing the think door open it creaked bring to the three Slytherin's attention someone was walking in. Turning to them they first noticed the wand at her side, second her hair. The beautiful blonde hue which pointed out she is Dawn McGrogan. All three took out their wands to guard them selfs for what lies ahead. "So, What do we have here, eh?" Dawn spoke as she strolled to the middle of the room. Her heels clicked as she made her way. Stopping, Dawn eyed them all up, "Ickle... Mudblood... Lovers, I see." she said as she looked at all three of them assigning them a name. "Honestly, You are put into the Slytherin House because of your pure-blood. But I really do not see any other signs of a Slytherin in you. You do not hold up the sensibility of one, nor do you have any sort of skill." Dawn scoffed as her thick Scottish accent rang out. "Petrificuz Totalus." she spoke like it was second nature for the word to slip out of her mouth. All three students froze as Dawn smiled. Turning around she looked at Kris, "I advise you to come in here. I don't want the door to be open." Dawn said as he pointed her wand toward a chair in the corner. It skidded across the room to the opposite wall near Kris. Turning back to the three she spoke as she flicked a strand of hair out of her face. "Are we ready?"

"I want a fight, something good. So give me all you got; show me you are meant to be in this house." Dawn egged the three as they looked at her. Flicking her wand the three unfroze. The two boys ordered the girl to stay out of the fight. One actually pushed her back wards. Dawn wasn't fond of this girl. She was only third year. But You don't hurt a girl when she did nothing to you. "Deletruis wand!" Dawn shouted as she banished his wand. "Wingardium Leviosa! Flippendo!" Dawn ordered as the Boy was picked up into the air and flipped back into the wall. "DON'T ORDER A GIRL!" Dawn shouted as she "Epoximise!" Dawn exclaimed as a blue glow fell over the boy. He was stuck to the wall until a professor found him. He was limp from being thrown at the wall with great force, but Dawn wanted him to stay there. The Other boy looked worried. He understood very well Dawn was a sixth year and he was third and his spells would work as much as hers, but he had to try. Looking at the girl in his year they both pointed their wands at Dawn shouting something. One was Flippendo Dawn was picked up off the floor, But forced herself to the ground. The spells weren't strong at all and Dawn's own will power alone could over power them.

"Rudicio!" Dawn pointed to the girl as she followed the spell with "Locomoto Mortis." Pointing her wand toward the boy she smiled. "Chateur Baton." His wand quickly flicked as he tried to block the spell. He did, but only half his wand began to get warm. It heated up until he was red and burning. He dropped it as he dove toward the girl's wand discarded on the floor. He tried to shoot a Impedimenta spell but it only back fired due to the fact he wasn't used to the different wand. He began to react in slow motion as Dawn crossed her arms. "All three of you are no fun. Nor willing to be in the Slytherin house. If I catch you in the Common Room, I will personally escort you to McGonagall telling her that you should be in her house.... Damn." she shot as she walked over to the shrunken girl. Her legs were locked and not able to move. Picking her up Dawn placed her in her palm. Pointing her wand at a table, on top of it appeared a jar. Placing the girl in the glass jar, Dawn poked two air holes into the lid. Tightening the lid on to the jar, Dawn placed her on the mantel over the fireplace.

Turning back to the boy whose spell backfired on himself, she pointed her wand at him "Tarangtallegra et Infrunites Poematic Eloquor!" The boy began to dance at a wicked speed as he spoke in rhymes. Dawn walked over to Kris and stood at his side. "Now this is what I call entertainment." she smiled as she watched the boy dance across the floor.