Post by lily luna potter on Jul 16, 2019 11:04:46 GMT -7
“Pulling it off the back of my chair doesn’t count as losing it, mate,” she hissed back, completely aware that it contradicted what she had said earlier, about it having fallen from the chair. It really didn’t matter because common courtesy meant he should have told her about it being on the ground, not pilfering it for himself. How was he going to explain a maroon scarf with a gold ‘H’ on it anyways? He wasn’t, that’s how. Regardless, Lily knew he was completely in the wrong and she was absolved from any wrong doing because she wasn’t the one committing petty crimes in the middle of the day. “Who said I’d use that sort of justice?” she threatened. All she had to do was catch him on or near a full moon and scare the living crap out of him...it was a fool proof plan in her head, even if he didn’t know it was her in werewolf form. Dangerous, sure, but she was positive she could keep herself under control long enough to knock some sense into his head. “I’ve got some scary friends you know. So stop squirming and turn out your pockets.” This time she was a little more forceful, grabbing onto the boy’s jacket and holding on tight as he tried to insult her. She only let go as it seemed he was going to start emptying out whatever it was she felt in his pockets.
First came a snow globe, smashed at her feet. His fast approach caught her off guard as he quickly placed another in her pocket, and then tried showing a pair of sunglasses and a purse at her. Lily slapped the latter away, letting it fall to the ground as well. Then her purse was dangling out in front of her face, and she snatched at it, missing as he twirled it around in his fingers and taunted her. “I don’t want your junk, just give it,” she swung out at his arm again, missing for a second time before it was tossed at her. She bobbled it in her hands and immediately jammed it back into her jacket pocket where it was supposed to be this whole time. “Screw off creep,” she yelled, throwing the sunglasses back at him and dropping the other snow globe on the ground. She didn’t want his stolen junk. It was worthless to her.[go ahead and end it]