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John Fiddle & Orion Hardy
Third Time Unlucky
Sat Feb 7, 2015 05:29
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"You," he bellowed clear across the corridor, his voice carrying above the crowd. Ri didn't look around at first, mostly because 'You' could be anyone and if they did mean her she wasn't going to answer to such a generic yell. She had a name, even if no one knew it.

"Hey, Hardy!" the call came again, this time accompanied by a sharp tug on her arm. She glared at the spot where his hand had clasped around her wrist and followed his arm until their eyes met. It stayed there until he let go.

"What do you want?" she scowled at him. Losing to the Firestorms had made her grumpy, Bradley had made it worse and Fiddle was swaying dangerously close to making her livid.

Fiddle ran a hand through his hair and pulled himself to his full height, puffing out his chest. "You're coming on the Treasure Hunt with me," he told her.

Normally she responded well to boys telling her what to do. It was an effect of intensive Thestral training and magical puppet strings. Unfortunately for Fiddle he had picked the wrong day and even if he hadn't she would still be the wrong girl.

A merciless laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head.

"I don't think so," she growled and turned.

"Hey!" he frowned, trying once more to pull her back. "I'm not done with you."

As days went, this was one of the worst she'd had in a long time. That didn't mean she was desperate enough to fall back on John Fiddle. His emotions were black and had sharp edges and she wanted none of it.

"But I am done with you," she told him, shortly and louder than intended. She took a few paces forward and he moved a few paces back. "Remember what happened last time? Touch me again and you'll wake up minus body parts."

Fiddle growled somewhere deep in his throat and stalked off to lick his wounds. Orion made it to the Dining Hall just in time to witness an exchange that managed to make her already bad day just that little bit worse.

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