Closed Who invited the small fry?

[Terror Zhefarovich]

Terror Zhefarovich had his first, and only, girlfriend - if he could help it. He did not want to get to know a girl, know who she was inside and out, just to lose her. Terror did not want to have to deal with that in his life. He already wrote to his girl today, so he was studying a bit in the library for his NEWTs. He might not be trying as hard as Cassius Styx, but Terror still wanted some decent grades. That was important to him. He looked over one of his textbooks. He saw a shadow that got in the way of his light. Why? Terror's red eyes slowly looked up to see who it belonged to. She was some kid - a first or second year tops. Either way, he wanted nothing to do with her. "What do you think you are doing?" Terror asked, not exactly pleased with someone taking up his time. He stared at the girl, and briefly wondered who she was. Did Horror know? Oh no, was someone confusing him and Horror again?​

 

[Eurydice Nightray]

Eurydice didn’t know who to go to. After holing up in her room trying to clean her tarot cards in the last few days, she had finally faced the truth that she couldn’t fix them. She’d heard that the Slytherins and Ravenclaws in her year had already learned the Cleaning Charm but she hadn’t been willing to show anyone in her year her ruined cards. Didn’t want them to know her own weakness and failures. She hadn’t wanted to go to Kael-nii, or Elio-nii, or Hina-nee, or Bailey-nee either. She just knew they would be disappointed, and Eury didn’t think she could handle disappointment right now. Her cards were ruined, a set that Tizi-nii had gotten her for her birthday. She knew, knew, that they weren’t just dirty. They don’t feel right anymore and she didn’t know how to fix that. She was hoping someone would though. The problem was the only older students she knew were Kael-nii’s friends and she could only hope they wouldn’t tell her brother if she asked nicely enough. They were a bit hard to find though, but Eury finally got lucky and found one of the twins and approached slowly. She flinched as the older boy seemed displeased that she’d come near at all and it made her hesitate and clutch her cards closer to her chest. It was okay. Kael-nii said she could come to them if she needed to. She peeked a little at his robe and saw a prefect badge and she breathed a little. “Terror-san? I… I need your help. Kael-nii said y-you’re friends?”​

 

[Terror Zhefarovich]

He furrowed his eyebrows as the girl said his name, not Horror's and that she needed his help. Terror had to remember who in the world Kael-nii was, but as he dwelled on it, he realized it was Mikael. So, Mikael must be related to this little girl. "Sure, we are 'friends'." Terror used his fingers to make air quotes for the word friends. He did not really know what he could help this second year with. Why should he take time out of his day? Then again, she did come all this way to find him. And he was a prefect. Maybe he could step in somewhere and assist. Terror was trying to be a good student - sort of. He had yet to be caught for anything bad. Whether or not that would change after today would remain to be seen. "Before I say yes or no, what exactly do you need help with? Do you need someone to be strung up on a wall? Or maybe, I can just teach you to handle your own problems."​

 

[Eurydice Nightray]

Eurydice didn't know how to deal with the question of whether she need someone to be strung up on a wall. She didn't think she needed it. Now if he asked if she wanted it, then she might have considered. It probably would have been a little helpful if her enemies - the Slytherin ones - would be strung up on a wall, then maybe things like this wouldn't happen. But she'd gone out of her way to not go to Elio-nii or Kael-nii because she didn't want them to do any of that yet, and maybe it was a little comforting that Terror-nii was asking that. But she would really rather have his help for something else entirely. And probably one that would easier than stringing people up. "I... They broke," she said miserably as she placed her deck of tarot cards on the edge of the table. Some were torn, others creased. Most noticeably, a lot of them have boot marks and scuff marks after Morrie had so viciously stomped and stepped on her once pristine cards after she'd been cornered in the Heta Omega club room. The cards had been a birthday gift from Tizi-nii after she'd told her brothers she'd started to learn reading them from their mother. It was her first deck, and now they were ruined and they didn't even feel right when she tried to use them. They felt slimy and icky and she didn't like it. But she hadn't learned the cleaning or the repairing spell yet. And not to mention, she didn't know how it would affect the cards' magic. "C-can you help me fix them?" she asked the older prefect.​