Fake Blood and Fake Fangs

[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Once again it was Halloween and Quincy felt that she needed to dress up or something near to that. So all sake, the brunette got her fake vampire teeth along with her fake blood and decided to smother the fake blood to her fake fangs. She wore the fake fangs, as fake blood dripped. At least there was something she could do for celebrating Halloween. Somehow Quincy missed celebrating Halloween in Hogwarts New Zealand, she'd won two scariest costume during her stay there. As Halloween was her favorite occasion of all, second was April Fools Day the only day where she could to horrible things to children and even to the elderly. The fifth year made her way through the corridors, walking with her fake fangs stuck in her mouth. She could barely talk, which wasn't a problem at all. Though Quincy managed to bring her her fake blood along with her, as she was walking she wondered if it would be fun to smother some fake blood into her shirt. It wasn't her uniform after all, she got a pile of blood and spread it into her shirt and up to her neck.

Some students that saw her ran away as fast as they could, when they a saw a girl walking covered in blood. For a fake blood it looked so real, so real that it made the higher years vomit. Quincy continued to walk around the campus, a bucket of fake blood along with her. She didn't cared if the fake blood would stain her shirt, after she wasn't the one who would wash it. Perhaps someone, someone that would like to do that for her or then again Quincy's mother.
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[Yvonne Ramirez]

Yvonne was walking through the halls of the Durmstrang Institute. She still had yet to make her reputation here. She had heard of this girl named Quincy Ashe Cavell that most of the students tried to steer clear of. Yvonne liked this. Yvonne had decided to befriend this girl. Being mean all by herself wasn't very fun.

Yvonne stopped in the middle of the hall. There was a walking disaster heading her way. Yvonne giggled, "What is she wearing?" Yvonne thought in her head. She put her right fist on her hip. She stared as the disaster walked past her. Yvonne turned around and said, "Excuse me?" to get the disasters attention.

 

[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

The blood dripped all over the floor, it made her like a living dead person. Quincy continued to walk, as different student returned to their dorm to hide or something. If her brother saw her right now, he could have been proud of her. Though Enzo would suggest for her to have real blood this time, she didn't wanted to use real blood as it would preferable get her in trouble. She didn't wanted and trouble with her Professors, though she didn't mind the students around here. As Quincy was walking she heard a horrible sound, it seems like a voice of a filthy girl. She didn't wanted to waste time on anything in hand, there were more important things to do like terrorized the school today.

Quincy heard the voice one more and decided to glance at the girl, she glared at her in despise. The girl looked new, though she looked useless at the moment. Nothing intriguing about the stranger at all, "Oh you're not excuse." she hissed then turned her back at her. She didn't had time to waste for that girl, she was here to explore the castle once more and not play with tacky girls like her.
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[Yvonne Ramirez]

Yvonne just smiled and asked, "Are you Quincy Ashe Cavell?" she asked. She had heard from the younger years that this girl was sometimes quite eccentric. "If so, I'd like to talk to you."

The fake blood and fangs didn't scare her like it did the other students. Yvonne personally would prefer real blood but she's assumed the girl didn't want to get on the bad side of her teachers.

 

[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

As she was about to leave, Quincy heard the girl talk once more. It was really irritating, the girls voice was irritating to her ears. "And what if I am her?" she asked not thinking to glance at the girl. She was too occupied to stand still at the moment, as she knew there weren't much to talk about. "Well you're out of luck, because I'm not interested." Quincy replied then took a few steps away from the girl. She held her bucket of fake blood and decided to cover her arms, the gooey texture of the fake blood was somehow refreshing. Though how she really wish it was true blood, perhaps next April Fools day she'll find some real blood.

Her almost blonde her, were still hanging from her head and was untouched by blood. She didn't wanted to ruin her hair at the moment, as it was far different from her former hair color. Quincy then saw some students blocking her way, she glared at them with her eyes signaling them to leave or else pay the price. All of them nodded at each other and obeyed, the students ran to the nearest room they could see and hid inside.
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[Yvonne Ramirez]

Yvonne sighed. She was more difficult than she'd expected. She had to get this girls help. If she didn't Yvonne would spend the rest of her life in the shadow of Enrique. If that happened then she would forever be stuck in her current position. The loner of the family with no destinctive qualities or talents. Yvonne glared at the first year sitting on a nearby bench and the first year gave her a thumbs up.

Yvonne ran and stood in front of Quincy. She had covered her arms in the fake blood. "Very eccentric." Yvonne thought. "Well, I really don't give a crap if you're not interested because I am going to tell you anyway. I want you to help me be like you. You should be very honored, I am sure no one else has the guts to talk to you face to face like this. That should tell you that I am different from most of the kids here." Yvonne stated.

Yvonne wasn't scared of Quincy. She looked up to her because Quincy could never get hurt. No one would ever dare touching her because they knew she'd freaking destroy them. Yvonne was mean but not feared. At least not enough. "Do you want that to be real blood? There is a a way to make that happen."

 

[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Quincy wondered where to roam next, she heard that the second floor was the best thing to be at. Because there were many couple snogging there, also some higher years guarding the floor. It all made sense and she decided to go upstairs, that until the girl stood in front of her,"You're blocking my way B!tch." she hissed and watched the girl to make a fool of herself. It was a fun thing to watch, she enjoyed embarrassing other people, but what makes it more fun is that the girl was the one who was doing that to herself. Inside she was chuckling, the girls words were just pathetic as she was.

"And why do you think I would help such a loser like you? In fact I'm disgusted, just hearing your voice makes me sick. Oh poor little girl.. she replied clapping her hand as the girl was embarrasing herself. It was a big mistake to underestimate Quincy, that was the first thing you should know about her. "You're not the first one to embarrass herself like this in front of me, I'm pretty sure you're very one of a kind. As a matter of fact you're the only one that no one will ever wanna waste time to. she continued looking down at the poor thing. The hint of sarcastically ended her sentence, the girl was far pathetic.

Quincy then took a left straight to the staircase, she needed new victims to pursue. Though her act was just plain simple, she never get it why people was so afraid of some fake blood and fake fangs. As she was about to take a step she heard the girl once more talk."You have a brain use it." she spoke then continued to walk. Quincy could use real blood, if she wanted too but she wasn't in the mood for some. Other than that it was her first year here in Durmstrang and she didn't wanted to be kicked out for some blood. The girl didn't had it, any nerve or blood of meanest. At least she was trying but then again, she was just forcing herself to be one.
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[Yvonne Ramirez]

Yvonne stomped her foot as Quincy walked away. But then she smiled. Quincy didn't even notice. "You will regret calling me a b!tch. I promise." Yvonne said out loud. As soon as Yvonne had asked if Quincy wanted the fake blood to be real blood those kids Quincy had scared off earlier used the spell Yvonne had taught them to turn the fake blood into real blood. Of course if any professors found out they would be the ones to blame.

Yvonne steathily followed Quincy so she could see what happened. After all it was Halloween, a time for tricks. As Quincy walked up the stairs Yvonne pulled out her wand thinking of what she could do next.

 

[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Before she walked away, Quincy heard the loser speak once more. She took last glance and smirked"B!tch, B!tch, B!tch , B!tch oh right, you're a lame B!tch who's really pathetic." she replied sarcastically then went back to climbing the stairs. Seriously, the girl was just wasting her time on Quincy. So pathetic that she even bothered following the sixth year, not that she cared. It just made her irritating more, Quincy grinned and though of something to do, something fun. Now, not only is Quincy mean and a b!tch herself. The girl was also known for her brain, and how she uses it. Other people use ten percent of their brain, but for Quincy she managed to use more of it. She was far different, that she decided to do some tricks too.

"Hominem Revelio" she stated as pointed her wand at the path she just took. Her wand now covered in fake blood, she threw her fangs and shoot it inside the bucket of fake blood. As the girl appeared she decided to place some games, for girl like her it was a pretty thing to do. "Obscuro!" she exclaimed, it was a spell to block the vision of an opponent. She pointed her wand in the eyes of the girl, causing her to be blind for a couple of hours. "Silencio!" she continued, now making the opponent to not able to speak a word. then lastly she decided to play once more, "Wingardium Leviosa!" Quincy exclaimed pointing at her bucket full of fake blood. She swish her wand making the bucket of fake blood land to the pathetic girls face. Quincy chuckled and skipped away from the girl.
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[Yvonne Ramirez]

Yvonne fell to the ground blind, not able to speak and blood covered all over her. The first year she had glared at earlier came to help her up. The first year waited until Quincy was fully out of earshot and had disappeared. "Great job." The first year smiled.

Yvonne's petite body started to turn masculine as the Polyjuice Potion started to lose it's effect. The short first year got taller and skinnier to reveal a petite light brown skinned 4th year. The fake Yvonne was really Enrique, her elder brother. He was in his 6th year. "That won't wear off for a while dear brother, but the least I can do is clean you up." Yvonne chuckled. With a easy flick of her wrist the blood was back in the bucket. She could tell Enrique was very mad at her right now. Yvonne signaled one of his 6th year friends to help Enrique move about for a few hours.

By the time Yvonne finished her all her classes homework the sky was darkening. She decided to go out on a stroll around the castle. After Quincy's spells wore off on Enrique he chewed her out (screamed and cussed at her ). He was so furious he threatened to write father. Yvonne sighed as she walked out the library with her notebook close to her chest. She wondered what Quincy was doing right now. It'd be fun to actually meet her instead of convincing her brother to use Polyjuice Potion all over again.