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![User Image](https://i1268.photobucket.com/albums/jj576/songofaoede/selenebanner.png) Selene had to admit, she liked the way this boy thought. He was a true serpent, and he understood the value of careful planning and the value of purity in the Slytherin house. This appreciation was what had impressed her at first. Selene was convinced she had made the right choice in allying herself with him.
A virus was exactly what Amanda was. A cancer, she had to be cut out before she destroyed the rest of the body. This sounded like a plan, unite the house against a common enemy and prove themselves to be the saviors of the Slytherins.
“Excellent” she responded enthusiatically . “I’m yours to command, give me a task to do.” she said, her meaning clear. She would do as he said, this was, after all, his idea. However, her tone made it clear that she wanted equal credit in carrying out this plan. She would be his partner in crime, nothing less, for if there was one thing Selene couldn't stand, it was being overlooked. “What needs to be said and to whom?" she questioned.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 11:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 12:31 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 12:43 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 12:50 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 1:01 am
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± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Eretria Whitethorne Third Year - Slytherin Chaser ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
Eretria noticed the professor walking up and rolled her eyes. Bloody hell, she was not in the mood for any of this. However, she did turn and spear the professor with a look. Wait, professor Athlis? Wasn't he...? Suddenly it clicked as she realized why he must be here. "Would you like to hear about he called us all a bunch of fools first? Or how he decided that a minor mistake was actually major?" She put a finger to her chin, seemingly in thought.
"If you really must know, we both just came from a toad that calls himself a professor and ridicules his students, expecting us to perform magic at the drop of a hat and then calling us fools for attempting such a task. Then, on top of that, the barmy git has the audacity to insinuate that I got through my classes on sheer dumb luck and demanded I write a first year problem on the board. Of course he had to demand that a minor mistake was major, and then asked me to recite the meaning of the problem." She snorted, clearly insulted. "After that, Shina responded and answered his ridiculous question, only to have him dock her points. I may or may not have said some words to him, before I left. I'm not precisely sure, nor do I care."
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Let's see what I can make of this...
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 1:09 am
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Where am I? Ground Floor Corridor What am I doing? Leaving. What am I thinking? What a git!
"It's as Eretria says, Professor, albeit perhaps a little less snarky," she said, throwing her friend a glance. "The Professor was incredibly rude, acted like a child and berated us for simply being young. He would damn a cat for being black, sir. When Eretria put the formula on the board, he made one small mistake from two years ago seem like the end of the world. And as we walked out of the room, he shouted, and I quote, 'Don't let the door hit you on the way out'. Conduct very unbecoming of a Professor." She noticed her friend's hand looking limp and swelling. "You broke your hand Eretria. I did it recently too. Come on, I'll bring you to the Hospital Wing."
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 1:13 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 5:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 22, 2012 9:00 pm
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