At the same time he'd been told to get something for Halloween, Ares had also equipped himself for the Yule Ball. He knew from his older sisters it would be an annual thing, so he'd come prepared in a reasonably simple black suit. It didnt hide the fact however he still had remnants of scratches...
Ares was sat in the edge of one of the beds in the hospital wing, slouched and holding his stomach. At least Freddie had been separated so he didnt have to be worried the Ravenclaw was going to attack him again. Honestly he counted himself lucky that this was the first time he'd been in here...
Ares watched with intrigue as Professor Fox decided to go easy on Freddie, doing his best to help him for some reason. Like a bully needed any more help and support from a Professor to validate their behaviour. As he was told to go in front, Ares resisted the urge to scoff given it would break...
Freddie had started to stand up, leaning against the wall for support like he wasnt strong enough to support himself. Ares hadn't even done anything to his legs, he was being dramatic. Luckily for him he wasnt the only one. Ares did his best not to smirk as Freddie called him a liar. He...
Despite Freddie being the one to initiate the fight, Ares knew he would be the first to end it too. It wasn't long before Freddie was giving up, and not one to feel like he'd hit a boy when he was already down, Ares didn't need any convincing to stop defending himself. Before Ares realised that...
When Ares was quite sure Gaia wasn't bothering to follow him, he removed his hands from his pockets, taking a deep breath and wondering whether there was actually any point going to any of the Heads of Houses. Sure, he probably should tell an adult about Freddie, but for as long as things could...
Ares shook his head sadly, it was a shame to see Gaia backtrack on her previous words. It just went to show that she really couldn't be trusted. She hadn't helped him, she'd already told him it hadn't been for his benefit that she'd broken up the boys. Ares wasn't even sure it constituted as...
If Ares could go back in time, he probably wouldn't have bothered helping Gaia with her drawings if this was the thanks he got in return. She was annoying, sat on her high horse and acting like she knew the ins and outs of everyone else around her when in reality she couldn't have been further...
Ares turned, walking backwards up the corridor. "You helped me, but not for my benefit. So you didn't help me," he shot her a couple of finger guns. "Sounds legitimate to me," as though the point of fake help was supposed to sway him one way or another. "Not my fault if you have a problem with...
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Ares had been glad at least Gaia seemed to be on his side, after she'd helped him up off the floor of the library once Freddie had finally clambered off him. Honestly it had taken him long enough to realise the error of his ways. What the Gryffindor hadn't expected though...
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