Any thought of the truce was obliterated when Aerin appeared and the first words out of her mouth were “Some people call him ZakAttack. Hey guys! How’s it going?” Her hyper voice that gave the idiot at his table yet another foolish thing to call him caused Zakir to react without thought.
“My name is Zakir! Not ZakAttack. If you are too simple to understand the basic concept of a person’s proper name then refrain from speaking to me until you do.” Zakir hissed, the words dripped with all the suppressed aggravation he felt. His small stock of patience for dealing with her had already been used up by the mudblood seated at the table. The temptation of packing up his belongings and moving to a different table swamped him and his fingers twitched to do just that. Merlin’s beard, they would undoubtedly follow me he thought unhappily. He knew the smiling fool would, there was just something about that one that promised a trying afternoon. There was little doubt that the mudblood would follow him from table to table to table.
Zakir snatched up his quill and was about to dip it in his ink when he noticed it was out of place. Furious brown eyes snapped up to glare coldly and the mudblood who was turning an odd shade of red from the effort not to laugh. “Do…not…touch…my…belongings.” Each word was separate and defined, etched in ice and spoken slowly so that the fool would have no trouble understanding their message. It took a monumental amount of effort to keep his face smooth of the fury he felt as he shifted the ink well back to its proper place.
Intent on ignoring the pair of ingrates, Zakir carefully dipped his quill and began writing when something poked him in the ribs. The quill tip skittered over the page leaving a glaring slash of black ink across his neatly scribed words, and a startled squeak at the unexpected touch escaped him. “Don’t touch me!” he growled at the filth, his eyes again snapping up to lock on the fool. This time the words weren’t as precise, or cold. They held the sharp edge of discomfort at the invasion of his personal space.
To Seth’s absolute delight, Zakie actually looked up at his question and his fingers dipped easily into the distracted Pureblood’s pocket. Score! he thought gleefully when he fished out a pair of... more
Aerin was shocked by Zakir’s harsh, cold tone. She had thought things had been going so well between them. She sat still, staring at the older boy, hardly hearing his words but taking in his body... more
Seth was just about to say that he hadn’t touched Zakir, and that the purebred must have imagined it, when Aerin suddenly stood up with enough force to send her chair crashing backwards. The large... more
Zakir was glaring harshly at Seth, furious at being touched when the loud crash made his heart leap into his throat as he jolted half way out of his chair. For a moment the thunder of churning hooves ... more
Aerin wasn’t one to stay angry for long. Her attention span didn’t allow it. She was still seething when a small part of her woke up and decided it was tired of being angry. By the time she got to... more
Success! Seth thought gleefully as he managed to snag the hair tie while Aerin was distracted. Her apparent annoyance at the two boys seemed to fade as she laughed at his antics instead of yelling at ... more
Slender dark fingers rolled up the ruined assignment. He would have to re-write it tomorrow during breakfast. Mentally he began reshuffling his work load to accommodate the unexpected as he slipped... more
Aerin focused fiercely on her blank parchment as the inkbottle cap rolled away from her. She struggled to keep her face still as her entire being focused on Zakir’s reaction. The cap stopped. He... more
Seth rolled his eyes at Aerin when she gave the stuck up Purebreed a sappy look. Why did girls go for guys like him anyway? It was crazy, Zak-a-Jerk had been nothing but mean to her every time Seth... more
He watched the cap slowly return to its proper owner when Aerin picked it up and gave him a large smile, and oddly enough thanked him. “You’re welcome.” He said, somewhat hesitantly, unsure of how to ... more
In conclusion…. Aerin saw Zakir jump slightly from the corner of her eye. Weird. In conclusion, it is necessary…. Again, he shifted in his seat. Aerin ignored him once more and kept writing. In... more
It was difficult to catch his breath from laughing so hard, even though he could feel the sharp stabbing pain in his forehead where the Purebreed’s spell had struck. Gingerly he reached up and poked... more
Marissa had just finished off an order for new books when her house elf Ferby had appeared in the room distraught and trembling. As soon as the word ‘fight’ left his lips, the librarian had been on... more
Seth scowled when Aerin actually began telling the librarian what really happened… in a meandering sort of way. There were enough holes in her story that he might be able to get them out of this. It... more