Watch it! ((Fiona))

[kris]

A cold smirk hovered over Kris’s lips as he eyed Fiona. “True, a gentleman wouldn’t have said the things I said. But I never said I was a gentleman either. And treating pure-bloods this way – Weasley’s rare pure-bloods – should I take those muggle-lovers as my equals? They will never be that good.” The smirk only deepened when Fiona scoffed at the idea of being a goody-two-shoes. The younger Slytherins tried too hard and they didn’t have the sharp edge anymore that made people go on their tiptoes around them. Where was the self-respect of Slytherins? Old Salazar was probably rolling around in his tomb loud enough to create earthquakes at such behavior.

“You’re not a goody-two-shoes? Really, and the next time I happen to see you you’re in the company of some mudblood or half-blood freak? Laughing and exchanging friend-ship vows with Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors?” Kris questioned lazily. Until he had decided with evidence he would see himself that would point the otherwise, he would not care about the girl one way or an other.

Kris eyed Fiona with boredom – her trying to prove herself in absolutely every respect without anything to back up her words… Words could be used for much and parents actions didn’t show her character. Kris wondered briefly why he always was the lucky guy – or unlucky rather – to run into such people. At least the girl seemed to have stopped swimming in self-pity by now, so Kris turned half of his attention back to the book in hand and the fresh coffee he was drinking.

[Fiona O'Reilly S5]

Fiona bit her tongue to keep from replying. She kept telling herself that she didn't need to prove anything to Kris. Still she couldn't help but try. She took another bite of the dessert before setting it back on the table next to her. She eyed Kris before speaking. "I don't talk with mudbloods or half-breeds. I would never make vows with Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. They are filthy animals that aren't good enough to touch the dirt I walk on. Obviously I can't prove any of this right now. However, I assure you I will prove it before the end," Fiona's eyes blazed. She was resolute in her decision to prove herself. This was one of the reasons why she had gotten into Slytherin. She had a thirst to prove herself to everyone. She wanted to show them how great she was. Nothing had changed in the last three years.

Fiona smiled to herself as she watched him. She still didn't accept his answer for why she let him stay. Free entertainment didn't seem to be the only thing. Fiona didn't want to admit it but she found him intriguing, but she was also tired of being stepped on by him. She still had things she needed to do in Knockturn Alley before she made her way home, but her curiosity in him forced her to stay. "So what do I have to do to prove myself to you? Do want me to color my hair for you? How about grovel at your feet? Run around like a servant for you?" Fiona asked with amusement. She was interested to see how Kris would react to her questions.

[kris]

“You won’t be friends with mudbloods and half-bloods, but what about worthless pure-bloods? Skipping around with Weasley’s next? Or some other muggle-loving witch or wizard?” Kris asked with irony dripping from his tongue, “What do you have to back your words up? Absolutely nothing you’ve shown or did so far. If you think you’re better than me or as good – as you didn’t convince me in it, you’ll have to be satisfied with thinking it yourself. Doing something petty as colouring your hair won’t make the difference. It would just show lack of self-respect.”
Kris raised his head as the owner of the place came to view and bowed to whisper into Kris’s ear. Kris nodded and stood and a few moments later two cloaked figures appeared. Upon seeing Kris the two goblins showed their faces with disinterested glances towards Fiona.

“Come, a private room has been prepared for us, so we can discuss business in peace,” Kris said and the goblins took a step back.
“Now I have business where you, girlie, play no part in. Besides you need to work on your entertaining skills,” Kris told Fiona with a smirk. He didn’t have a clue why entertainment had played such a big part in their conversation, but it had.
Eyeing the girl once more, Kris mock-saluted her before sauntering away with the goblins following him. He would have to think business now.


((Well, I enjoyed bantering while it lasted. We can try a post again some other time. ))