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Halloween Ball Part 3

Posted on Thursday, 2nd of May, 2013 @ 8:27pm by Seventh Year (G) Barnabus Collins & Professor Jean-Paul Sangfroid & Professor Fenris Corrigan & Seventh Year Prefect (R) Millie Anderson & Seventh Year Prefect (G) Evan Grant & Seventh Year Prefect (G) Jennifer Collins & Seventh Year Prefect (S) Reginald Price & Seventh Year Prefect (R) Craig Hamilton & Evil Minion Tiger Lily & Seventh Year (DS) Jacen Targaryen & Sixth Year Fantine Belliveau

Mission: September 1 A new Beginning
Location: Great Hall
Timeline: Halloween Evening

"Come on. Let's go make their heads spin. This is the first dance we are actually walking in here as an actual couple and I plan to make the most of it." Reg whispered and then leaned down and kissed her lips gently and passionately. As he broke the kiss and leaned back he smiled again and spoke softly to her. "Thirty Minutes then to our usual private spot. Okay?"


Jen nodded and squeezed his hand. "Okay."

Reg smiled and led her into the Great Hall. Holding onto her hand as he walked in, for the first time as a couple with no tricks and no hiding.

Millie, who had teamed up with Rachel from the Ravenclaw Quidditch team for dressing up walked in. They had agreed to give themselved their own particular look, so between them they had got some old Ravenclaw Quidditch robes, ripped, burnt and cut them. Then with the use of fake blood and makeup they had created Quidditch zombies.

"I'm off to go find Craig" Millie said to Rachel. Rachel simply nodded and went off to find her own date.

Meanwhile Fantine, had been keeping her eye on Craig. She knew that he was going out with Millie, but that didn't stop her and neither did she care.

"Hey Craig" she said, her French accent coming out.

"Hi..." Craig replied.

"I'm Fantine, and I see you're alone tonight..." she said.

"Well, actually I'm waiting for Millie"

"Millie, who is this Millie?" Fantine asked holding a slight pose to show off her chest and curves."

"She's my girlfriend, also the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain", Craig explained.

"I see, well she's a lucky girl, a boy... man like you. Deserves much, much... better" she said ending in a whisper into his ear. " Of course, a French girl can do... many things... I'm a champion... wouldn't you want to be with me instead...?"

"Listen, I'm here with Millie, we're together and.... she's stood right there..."

Fantine turned around to see Millie staring at them, her arms crossed and a face which resembled thunder. It was clear that she did not approve of Fantine's actions at all. Craig pointed to Fantine.

"She came onto me, I've done nothing"

"Oh I know" Millie replied. "I've been watching here for a few minutes now", however her voice was soft and low. Craig knew that this was a bad sign, if Millie shouted then she was angry. But if she spoke low and soft and looked at you with those narrow eyes, that was the sign to get out of the country.

She walked up over to Fantine and grabbed her shoulder literally pulling her away from Craig. People turned to watch as Millie stood opposite Fantine. "You better leave my boyfriend alone. Or else you'll regret it" Millie warned.

"But you don't deserve him, I am French and a Champion. I deserve the best"

"And he is the best, but he's mine. He will never date you!", Millie snapped back.

"Oh really, a hot-headed girl like yourself, what can you give him? Do you give him the 'snitch' every time you win a Quidditch match?" Fantine joked crossing her arms and looking smug.

"How... dare... you..." Millie said turning bright red.

"Not that you ever win any Quidditch matches..." Fantine replied. "Why, I'm the best at Quidditch at my school, I bet I could beat you with my eyes closed, and be a better boyfriend to Craig at the same time" Fantine replied cockily.

"Is that a challenge?" Millie asked. Fantine simply laughed. "I would never challenge something so pathetic..."

Millie was taken aback by that statement, by now a whole crowd had gathered around the argument and people were watching wondering what was going to happen. Millie's knew she had her wand in her pocket and she could probably beat Fantine in a duel, however she didn't want to do that here.

"I'm not pathetic.... and talk about yourself. Trying to hit on English guys, can you not get someone in France? Do their 'broomsticks' not satisfy you? Or do you just want to see how its done?"

A few people sniggered at the comment as Fantine turned red in the face.

"You're in our school now, and you need to learn to watch what you say around Hogwarts. Just remember, I know this castle and you don't" Millie said. "I could easily take you upto one of the higher towers and ensure you never get down" Millie threatened her fists clenching.

"Well if we were in France..."

"We're not in pathetic, weak, surrendering France though are we?!" Millie shouted holding her arms up in the air.

Before she knew what happened Fantine had whipped out her wand and was poitning it at Millie. Millie had also drawn her wand and was pointing it at Fantine. Everyone took a step back as the wands were pulled out.

"Girls stop this!" Craig said trying to step in. By now a large crowd had assembled around the two and the teacher's were looking over to see what was happening.

"Stay out of it Craig" Millie said.

Craig then did something Millie thought he would never do.
"Millie Anderson, stop this now. Or else" he said in a harsh tone.

"Or else what?" Millie asked.

"Or else its over".

Millie blinked in surprise, she took a step back and lowered her wand slightly. "What..."

"Stop it or else we're through. For your own safety!"

Millie didn't know that Craig would do something like that.
"Thats... so... sweet..." Millie said a tear coming to her eye.

"Pathetic!" Fantine shot back. Craig stood in front of Millie in between the two. He grabbed Millie's hand and forced the wand out of her hand. Millie didn't realise just how strong he actually was.

"This is over. Now!" he said looking at Millie and then back at Fantine. "Lets get out of here" He said to Millie as he grabbed her arm and started to pull her away.

Millie broke loose and walked over to Fantine who had lowered her wand. "This isn't over. Tomorrow, Quidditch Pitch. The first to score wins." With that Millie turned on a heel and grabbed Craig's hand pulling him out of the great hall leaving Fantine stood there with a circle of people around her.

"She has no idea" Fantine said. "From now its war..."

"Are we trying to continue the French and English to the brink of war?" Bullete snickered as he came up near her. "You really should be more aware of when you are being a poor guest." He pointed out. "She is right; this is not France." Dressed in a long cloak over a dress suit from the latter part of the 19th century he had powdered his hair a little to resemble a man older than he was and applied a goatee with similar coloring in it. "I am also a master of revenge and the Right hand of God's justice."" He snickered. "Or at least so says Alexander Dumas' of the ..." Bullete bowed as a gentleman should. "Count of Monte Cristo." He offered a hand. "May I escort a lady to the ball, maybe plan a little of that dish served... cold?"


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