WHO: Clio Quince & Ian Cuffe
WHAT: Clio's pissed off
WHERE: in the Slytherin House, then outside?
WHEN: Tuesday evening
WARNING/RATING/STATUS: Preemptively warning for cursing and possible snogging which APPARENTLY will get you a WEEK OF DETENTION/R?/Ongoing
Clio was furious. Honestly who expected students
not to date and snog and fuck? They were
teenagers for Merlin's sake! All full of hormones and whatnot and
living with members of the opposite sex. And yet they were punished for doing what came naturally to them?
They were all just fucking prats, that was it. Just fucking jealous prats, all of them.
She let out an angry noise and shoved out of her dorm, storming up the steps and barking at a gaggle of firsties who were blocking the top of the stairs. They scattered in fear and she looked around the room, not spotting Ian. She growled again, spinning away and stalking down the stairs towards the boy's dorm, not caring in the slightest if anyone spotted her. "Ian!" she called, banging on the door to his dorm.