Post by morgana on Nov 20, 2011 19:20:42 GMT -5
Morgana stood at the edge of the black lake, looking out at the frozen surface of the rather large body of water. She was rather glad it was frozen over at the moment, as she picked up a rock and hurled it out over the surface, the rock skipping a few times before sliding across the ice. She was annoyed so controlling her strength was a bit hard. Okay, well not annoyed, but more like quietly in a bloody rage.
Some things you couldn't keep quiet, especially like someone like her. And when it involved the dark lord torturing student's and killing one of them, it was ten times harder. Normally, she wouldn't have cared that much, but one of those that was tortured was that girl Juliet she had met. It would have seemed odd, a Slytherin worked up over something happening to a Gryffindor, but to her, this was one of the few situations house didn't matter. The girl was a fellow vampire for starters, and when it came to female vampires, she had a tendency to get protective, after all most of them weren't given much in the way of choices when it came to wanting to be turned. The other was she had a bit of a thing for her. A hot girl that had enough of a backbone to challenge her, that was something she'd been looking for a long time. The one kink was she seemed to be into guys and not really girls but well, she had plenty of time to try and convince her to change sides didn't she?
Either way she was angry about it, and the fact the girl was seemingly crushed at the one boys death only added fuel to that fire. She couldn't say she had known him well, but he had meant something to her. But some of the rage was directed at herself too. She had intended to more or less crash the party, or at least show up long enough to annoy the "marauders" before they made her leave. Though, they often seemed to think with the wrong head so they probably would have over looked house so they could have some more eye candy. Reasons she felt men were useless, did she herself like to stare at girls, yeah, but she at least knew when to stop. And if she had been there, maybe she could have done more against Tom. Oh yes, she knew who he was, even though he had become a snake faced freak in her time, or well, in the future. She had still been attending hogwarts when he came in so she had seen him when he was younger. He was rather creepy back than too, why anyone liked him was beyond her.
She picked up another stone, a frustrated yell escaping her lips as she hurled another stone, though it didn't bounce till it was halfway across the lake, the hood of her black cloak falling down to reveal what could best be described as violently red hair. There was no telling really what would happen hen she didn't focus on holding an appearance, and while she looked like her normal student self, her hair had turned red with her anger. Despite the cold she simply wore her slytherin uniform under the plain black cloak. After all, her body was colder than others to begin with, so the difference between the air and her body temperature were both far less, one of the times being a vampire was a perk. Though, at least the excuse of being used to the cold worked when anyone asked. She started to look around for another rock to throw seeing as she had gone through the small pile she had had. Though she paused and looked at the lake again, bent over as she searched but standing as an idea went through her head. "If you threw the dark lord in the lake, I wonder if that giant squid would eat him?" she said, thinking out loud. Maybe it'd swallow him in one bite or something, yes yes that could be a good way to pay him back. If there was one thing she was good at it was definetly revenge.
Some things you couldn't keep quiet, especially like someone like her. And when it involved the dark lord torturing student's and killing one of them, it was ten times harder. Normally, she wouldn't have cared that much, but one of those that was tortured was that girl Juliet she had met. It would have seemed odd, a Slytherin worked up over something happening to a Gryffindor, but to her, this was one of the few situations house didn't matter. The girl was a fellow vampire for starters, and when it came to female vampires, she had a tendency to get protective, after all most of them weren't given much in the way of choices when it came to wanting to be turned. The other was she had a bit of a thing for her. A hot girl that had enough of a backbone to challenge her, that was something she'd been looking for a long time. The one kink was she seemed to be into guys and not really girls but well, she had plenty of time to try and convince her to change sides didn't she?
Either way she was angry about it, and the fact the girl was seemingly crushed at the one boys death only added fuel to that fire. She couldn't say she had known him well, but he had meant something to her. But some of the rage was directed at herself too. She had intended to more or less crash the party, or at least show up long enough to annoy the "marauders" before they made her leave. Though, they often seemed to think with the wrong head so they probably would have over looked house so they could have some more eye candy. Reasons she felt men were useless, did she herself like to stare at girls, yeah, but she at least knew when to stop. And if she had been there, maybe she could have done more against Tom. Oh yes, she knew who he was, even though he had become a snake faced freak in her time, or well, in the future. She had still been attending hogwarts when he came in so she had seen him when he was younger. He was rather creepy back than too, why anyone liked him was beyond her.
She picked up another stone, a frustrated yell escaping her lips as she hurled another stone, though it didn't bounce till it was halfway across the lake, the hood of her black cloak falling down to reveal what could best be described as violently red hair. There was no telling really what would happen hen she didn't focus on holding an appearance, and while she looked like her normal student self, her hair had turned red with her anger. Despite the cold she simply wore her slytherin uniform under the plain black cloak. After all, her body was colder than others to begin with, so the difference between the air and her body temperature were both far less, one of the times being a vampire was a perk. Though, at least the excuse of being used to the cold worked when anyone asked. She started to look around for another rock to throw seeing as she had gone through the small pile she had had. Though she paused and looked at the lake again, bent over as she searched but standing as an idea went through her head. "If you threw the dark lord in the lake, I wonder if that giant squid would eat him?" she said, thinking out loud. Maybe it'd swallow him in one bite or something, yes yes that could be a good way to pay him back. If there was one thing she was good at it was definetly revenge.