- Messages
- 592
- OOC First Name
- Ghost
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Demisexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 Inch Rigid Blackthorn Wand with Basilisk Skin Core
- Age
- 8/12/2046
Cassius Styx managed to finally figure out who wrote that note, and it took even longer for him to process that the person responsible was absolutely not Gregory Friend. The feeling of being an absolute dink really hit him because he punished someone who was innocent of the whole thing. He was too angry to even believe it at the time. So, Cass decided that he needed to be the bigger person, and apologize. Man, that would be hard for him to do. Admit that he was wrong. Cass let out a sigh, dressed in his normal Slytherin robes, and set out to find the one that likely never wanted to see his face. He just had to do it in a way where Gregory wouldn't flee at the first sight of him. So, Cass chose lunchtime. There were professors and prefects around, so he wouldn't pull anything there. Cass walked along the Hufflepuff table, and plopped himself down next to the lad who's life that he made a living hell for no reason this year. "Last person you want to talk to, but I have something to say." Cass did not even mean to sound antagonistic, but his tone was not something he could control. And it did. It sounded like he was angry. In a way, he was. But this time, the target wasn't the boy with glasses. It was someone even he didn't want to mess with.