Detention #3

Abbigale Raven

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6/2004
With only four of the detention headed students on her heels now, Abby continued through the castle and up the staircases to reach the third floor. Many detentions had been given in the trophy room, it was the most used space for detentions. After all, it did tend to get quite dusty with all of the trophies and the dust that tended to congregate there. Stopping in front of the trophy room, Abbigale opened the door and marched them all inside, she wouldn't be able to see them from here and she didn't want them to run off, though she doubted that they would. Standing just inside the door, Abby leaned against the frame and pointed to both Dante Raven and Rebecca Koshiba. They were going to stay here and clean the trophy room when she left to take Ai and Taylor to the Library. She didn't want them to break anything either, which was why she had chosen them, they were respectful and disciplined, sort of. It was just unfortunate that Dante was both an out of school acquaintance and the younger brother of someone she was considerably close too. She supposed it was a good thing she wasn't actually dating the man.

"Mr Raven, you and Miss Koshiba will be cleaning up this trophy room. Some of the poltergeists have been wreaking havoc in here and the trophies are dusty and out of order, please re order them, their shelving is marked quite clearly, so you are not going to mess it up." She turned to leave but rethought her actions and gestured Ai and Taylor to leave first before turning back to the younger students. "Try not to break anything whilst you work, you might find it will get a little bit... difficult." She smiled suspiciously at them and then left them to work.
 
As if her day couldn't get any worse, Rebecca Koshiba now had to spend what could have been a rather lovely evening, in a detention with the one person she hated most in this world, or any world for that matter. As much as she hated to admit it, this boy got under her skin so badly, that she almost wished she could just peel it all off and jump into the lake. However, now she was stuck with him and would be until they had finished this trophy room. Bex hated being idle, that was for sure, but she would have much rathered being idle over having to do anything with this boy. The Slytherin was trying her darndest to be civil about it and not allow the emotions playing in her mind to show on her face, but if he scrutinised her hard enough, she was sure he would be able to see right through her. She felt as if he did anyway and she always felt quite exposed in his presence, like she might as well not even bother trying to hide from him anything she was feeling, because he would surely see it anyway. Watching the professor leave, all the sorrow she was feeling bottled up as she realised she was now alone with the creature of her doom, Bex resolved to try and make it through the rest of this day, by any means necessary, because after today, she was free of him for good.

Quietly seething to herself, Bex moved forward and around the object of her own personal hell and went for the feather duster, she figured she might as well start from the top as dusting the bottom first would only serve to catch more dust as she continued upwards. Again, Bex stepped around the Ravenclaw and headed towards the ladder. Even though she now knew his name, she was never going to dignify him by allowing it to be used from her mouth. She hated the very thought of it and so she would never use it, it would be like acid on the tip of her tongue. She reached the ladder and tried to push it with her free hand, only it would not budge as she was not strong enough independently, so she tried to drop the feather duster in order to allow the use of her other hand, except she couldn't let it go. Slightly concerned and ever so annoyed, Bex tried to pull it off, except that was not working either. Cursing herself for even attempting such a thing, Bex looked over her shoulder to the boy for help, shaking her now useless hand at him in an attempt to tell him what the problem was. This was ridiculous on so many levels.
 

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