PV: James Lachoneus
Dorothy Shafiq stepped quickly down a corridor, fists clenched and mouth set in a firm line. In her hand was a small written note. The fresh ink slowly stained her finger-tips grey as she squished it with her hand. So far, her day had been sub-par. The little note in her possession was on its way to a Hogwarts teacher. On it, a tale of her misbehavior showed in black ink. Dorothy had called someone a name. As a young girl, Dorothy couldn't help but feel that this was to be expected. She had known people who used silly insults into their teenage years. A little verbal battery should be anticipated and ignored by the Prefects and Hogwarts staff. It was, to an extent. Why, hadn't Dorothy heard a Gryffindor use the word 'butthead' that very morning? Unfortunately, in this case, Dorothy had stepped a bit passed the level of juvenile insults.
Yes, she had called someone a mudblood. Actually, she had called a whole group of people mudbloods. That word, so commonly used in her household, was unwelcome within the Hogwarts walls. Dorothy had been unaware of this. True, she hadn't heard any of the other purebloods use it, but she didn't fully comprehend the intolerance held at the school. She wasn't proud of what she had done. Her tall figure could be seen turning briskly around the corner and down another long hall. Professor Henley's office was four floors from where she had started. Another right turn and she would reach the third staircase. The hall was long and empty. Almost everyone was still at lunch, either eating or just socializing.
Dorothy had begun thinking of excuses for her behavior. Professor Henley was a very sensitive teacher. The kind of teacher who gave their students candy when they were having difficulties, or offered them support in hard situations. Perhaps Dorothy could explain the pressure she was receiving from her stepmother. If she made it sound sad enough, she might even end up with a bit of candy! As exciting as this thought was, Dorothy's face was still fixed in a dreadful scowl. This new development mixed with the problems from home had her in a dreadful mood. It was as if Hogwarts was attempting to participate in the ruining of her life. The students certainly were annoying her on purpose. Why, this whole situation was because of them in the first place!
Here was the right turn. Dorothy navigated the final corner forcefully, and began her trek up the winding staircase. A slight, nagging ache occupied her calves as she hiked up the stairs. Who had planned the architecture of this castle, and why did they like stairs so much? One thing was certain. By the end of her time at Hogwarts, she would have wonderful legs. Dorothy heaved a sigh as she neared the top of the staircase. The steps beneath her gave a little shudder, and the staircase began to slide left. "No. No no no no no!" Dorothy groaned as the stair came to a rumbling stop on the opposite side of the castle. She would have to take a long route through the many corridors in the castle to successfully reach her destination.
Bully: a person who uses strength or power to harm or intimidate those who are weaker. According to this definition, it would be unjust to call Dorothy Shafiq a bully. She didn't say unkind things to just her inferiors. She could be seen insulting her peers and superiors alike. Dorothy could never wrap her head around why it was so easy for her to be unkind. Sometimes the mean things just came out of her mouth. She regretted the words when she felt they were undeserved. In this situation they-
A noise quickly distracted Dorothy from her thoughts. It was the sound of footsteps coming from around the corner. They were headed for her. Dorothy bit her lip viciously and hastened her walk. She did NOT want to deal with anymore positive, happy, Hufflepu- Oh no. A figure wearing a yellow and black uniform was rounding the corner, whistling an obnoxiously cheery tune. Dorothy started, but continued moving, hugging the note to her chest. She was about to pass him, about to escape another cheerful conversation. That's when the boy spoke.
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Stamina: 4 - Agility: 5 - Strength: 7 - Control: 3 - Arcane Power: 6 - Accuracy: 5