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[ It's a good thing he's taken to practicing nonverbal spells. Otherwise that would have screwed him over, but he still manages a nonverbal Tarantallegra to distract her while he tries to figure out the counter-curse. Feels so weird, having your tongue literally tied. ]

[ Natalie finally screams out her counter spells, just when she starts to attempt a pirouette. Oh, she's seething and she has the perfect curse to ruin his evening for good --

but a professor's grabbed her by the arm, another going to retrieve Leo. "You couldn't help yourselves, could you?" they sigh, charming their hands to effectively stay at their sides. ]

[ Leo looks absolutely offended at this turn of events, gaping up at the professor who grabbed him. He would've been fine if she hadn't started with him, and he almost says so, but the look on the professor's face stops him short.

He has to settle with glaring daggers over at Natalie. Great. just great. Why does this always happen with her? He can't even have one night at some stupid dance... ]

[ Natalie doesn't even look at him, keeping her eyes forward, narrowed, not focusing on anything, really. Whatever they have to say goes right over her head, something about students with potential and doing what is right and tainting the evening and house animosities.

The punishment is simple since there was limited destruction: they cannot return to the dance.

Well, fine, that's fine, she was supposed to be leaving until she let her emotions get the better of her again. ]

[ Once they're released with their punishment, arms unglued from their sides, Leo lets out a wordless noise of frustration and goes to leave. So much for having fun tonight. It's barely even past two hours, and he's banned? What a load of bollocks!

He won't look at her as he stomps up the stairs. He's too incensed, and knowing her, she'd take it as some sort of ridiculous challenge again and their punishment would end up worse.

None of this would have happened if his date hadn't left the dance so early. He should've convinced her to stay for one more dance. Maybe Natalie's right, and she's not interested in him as anything more than a friend...

No, he tells himself, shaking his head and stopping to taking a breath to steady himself, calm the anger. The Slytherin girl is just insane. ]

[ She does feel guilty once all is said and done. It's not like he would accept an apology from her this late in the game, however, so her expression does not betray those feelings.

Leave it to Natalie to let her emotions get the better of her time and time again. She doesn't even want to to back to her tower this time - maybe there's somewhere she can go. Not the Astronomy tower, gross. A place for quiet so she can get a hold of herself and just not see him.

She picks up the speed, heels clicking ahead of him, her hand running along the wall until she turns the corner. ]

[ Standing there, he heaves a sigh and lets his head fall back, eyes closed.

He really doesn't want to go back to the tower. The common room is still going to have at least a handful of people around, and he doesn't want to be around much of anyone. Maybe he should sneak out through one of the passages and go to Hogsmeade instead.

...But the formal clothes rules that out. So, where?

The Muggle Studies classroom, he thinks suddenly. There's a bunch of tech in there that's broken, and hardly anyone here except the Muggle-borns even realize it, but it's been bothering him since he started taking classes. Might as well go fix that, he decides, starting forward again. ]

[ Natalie starts to ascend a staircase when she glances down at him. ]

Wh - Never mind.

[ Great. Those two words will probably set him off or something. Maybe she can find the Come and Go Room and play piano by herself. ]

What.

[ He still doesn't look at her, and doesn't slow down. He intends to leave, thank you very much, not stay and get into another fight that'll land him in detention again. ]

Nothing. Forget it.

[ Natalie shakes her head at her own idiocy because -- well, snogging a boy aggressively in between cursing him isn't exactly healthy for anyone. Best she walks away. ]

[ With a shrug, he rolls his eyes. She always does this. ]

Okay, whatever.

[ He's muttering something about crazy Slytherin girls as he keeps going. ]

Sorry.

[ It's hasty and a little too quiet so Natalie takes off, up the stairs until she's out of sight. ]

yours in demigodishness

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