- Messages
- 503
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Engaged
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 13" Unyielding Yew Wand with Basilisk Skin Core
- Age
- 11/2019
Sergei Zhefarovich stormed off after he had confronted Preston Paine about being a mudblood. That really made him more mad than anything else, and Sergei could not seem to grasp the idea that his company was infected with a blood as dirty as that. What sort of luck did he have? Obviously, not much luck at all. Sergei just wanted to scream and such, but he could keep everything bottled up. And that Baros girl had to come around and make things even more complicated. The teenager did not know what he needed to do to assist him in getting over this, if he could ever get over the feeling of being betrayed like he did. Sergei needed to find a place where he could be alone, and after some time of wondering in the dungeons, he finally figured out where he would need to go, and how to do it without getting caught. The last thing that the fifth year needed was to get caught by any professor. Sergei was on his way to the Forbidden Forest to find some peace and quiet, and to think over what he needed to do about this entire situation. He could harass Preston to death, but then lose a ton of points for Slytherin. Was it worth it?
No, nothing was worth getting caught for. So, Sergei left the dungeons an made his way down to the Forbidden Forest where he stood at the front of the trees for a moment. He heard the stories of centaurs, acromantulas and whatever else was in here. Not even one twinge of fear hit him as he stepped into the forest. Sergei, however, discovered that he was not alone. Turning around, his silver eyes darted dangerously from one tree to another, until he recognized the figure in the shadows. It was her. Of all people, did she follow him here? "What the hell are you doing here, Baros?" demanded the fifth year Slytherin with nothing welcoming in his tone. "Going to lecture me about how mudbloods are people too and how little elves need to not be slaves?" He only assumed that since she seemed to be a lover of mudbloods, having said that she was one herself a long time ago, that she might be a fighter for elf-kind or something stupid like that. Sergei was angry, and he was bound to take it out on someone one way or another. Something about Valentina just made his skin crawl.
No, nothing was worth getting caught for. So, Sergei left the dungeons an made his way down to the Forbidden Forest where he stood at the front of the trees for a moment. He heard the stories of centaurs, acromantulas and whatever else was in here. Not even one twinge of fear hit him as he stepped into the forest. Sergei, however, discovered that he was not alone. Turning around, his silver eyes darted dangerously from one tree to another, until he recognized the figure in the shadows. It was her. Of all people, did she follow him here? "What the hell are you doing here, Baros?" demanded the fifth year Slytherin with nothing welcoming in his tone. "Going to lecture me about how mudbloods are people too and how little elves need to not be slaves?" He only assumed that since she seemed to be a lover of mudbloods, having said that she was one herself a long time ago, that she might be a fighter for elf-kind or something stupid like that. Sergei was angry, and he was bound to take it out on someone one way or another. Something about Valentina just made his skin crawl.