@gentlepuff asked:
❛ I’m not as strong as you think I am. ❜ {To Ominis ^^}
"No, no, no-" Ominis' lips tightened into a thin line. He stopped himself. He was beginning to get frustrated with Odette. After reluctantly offering to help her with her spell work, he quickly realized her spellcasting wasn't the problem. She was more than capable, but was the lack of confidence that got in the way of her casting.
Unfortunately for Ominis, he wasn't sure how he could help her overcome insecurity. Consoling friends was something that Ominis was never good at. Instead of warmth and comfort, he usually went with cold and candid. However, he knew Odette. Odette was a kind soul. To Ominis, she was the epitome of the Hufflepuff house. He was reluctant in understanding that training someone like Odette versus someone like Sebastian required a different approach.
"I'm only going to say this once. Your incantations are perfect. I felt the energy in your spell. Sebastian's seen your wand work. You are strong, you have it down-- Do you understand what I'm saying?" His brows furrowed before he buried his face in his hands. He sighed before looking up in the direction of her voice.
"Odette, you are strong. You just need to believe it. Now, try again."
@bccksmarts asked:
"Grasp" — plops this here for Mister Malfoy,,, but omg hi it's so good to see you posting again!!
A warm hand had promptly grasped Draco's jaw which forced him to turn. In a pitiful attempt to avoid what seemed to be an intrusive gaze, his slate colored eyes darted away from Hermione and landed in the direction of bloody mirror shards on the stone floor. Catching a glimpse of his own red, swollen eyes, he turned away and caught another sight, a familiar pair of mahogany colored eyes he's grown familiar with throughout the years.
A while earlier, he ran through the halls and under the shadows of stone pillars to the bathrooms in an attempt to go unnoticed by his peers, but Granger somehow found him. Getting caught teary-eyed wasn't one of his finest moments. How could he let someone find him like this? It was disgraceful. He wanted to leave, to push past her and pretend that this had never happened. But, it was too late for that. Why was she even here?
"Come to mock me, have you?" Draco spat, tearing his gaze away from Hermione and to the stone wall. He lifted his bloodied hand, presumably from punching the mirror, to wipe the tears from his eyes. A pitiful scoff escaped his throat as he avoided her gaze.
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