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Jared Pearson

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Jared's fifth year was already off to a pretty exciting start, though exciting didn't necessarily equate good in his situation. Already this semester, he had caught his robes on fire following a freak Potions accident, dropped his teacup during a tea leaf reading in Divination, scattering his leaves onto the floor in an ominous symbol that Professor Giovanni D'orolione wasn't keen on revealing, and more recently, he had become the Hippocamps' latest victim of being taken for a wet and wild ride down at the Black Lake, following his fascination with the outdoors and propensity for getting distracted. If only he'd listened more closely to his Care of Magical Creatures Professor instead of trying to count all of the ripples on the lake's surface.<p>

Just when he thought that things must start turning around soon, Jared had a rather frustrating DADA class that involved him not being able to sit in the seat he liked, but even worse, having to face his own fears. The lesson on Boggarts was one that revealed a lot of Jared's insecurities - in front of his peers, no less - that spiralled him into an emotional, frustrated, angsty mess for the remainder of the class. Combined with sitting in a chair that he didn't like, tensions flared, and before class was over, Jared was nearly guaranteed a fight in the corridors after class...not that he wanted to fight, but the fuse had been lit, and before he knew it, he'd riled up the wrong Slytherin boy and his crony.<p>

When the bells chimed, Jared collected his materials and shuffled out of the DADA classroom in a hurry. He avoided eye contact, despite the jeers of the two boys whose feathers he'd ruffled in his huffing and puffing during class. "Hey! Come back here! Fight us like a man!" said one. "Wuss!" the other chimed in. Jared seethed with anger, but refused to react. He couldn't. He needed to get to Charms class...he needed to get to Charms...<p>

Ascending up the moving staircase, Jared hopped off on the second floor in order to cross to the staircase leading up to the third floor, where the Charms classroom was located. By now, his pace had slowed, as he willed his heart rate to slow down, as well. The pressure in his head from his anger was horrible - but he was trying to cool down. Trying. The school staff had worked with him time and time again on this issue - it often resulted in him being coached on how to breathe, followed up by a, "how do you feel now, Jared?" He always felt stupid. Embarassed. Which made him angry all over again.<p>

Just before he made it to the stairs, he felt a tug on his shoulder. Jared turned around, honestly not expecting to have been followed - he wasn't sure who he expected, really, but he didn't think that he'd be greeted by a fist in the face. He'd pissed off a lot of people in his five years at Hogwarts, mostly due to his standoffish nature and inability to empathize, but most of his altercations wound up with him going off to blow up something (like a toilet) or sneaking off to the Room of Requirement to build something in a frenzy. Most of his classmates had learned to let his tendancy to be brash to roll off of their shoulders over the last five years, thankfully for him.<p>

Apparently, someone missed the memo.<p>

Jared tumbled backwards, mostly due to the shock of the impact. He landed on his butt in the middle of the corridor, gaining the attention of passerbys whose faces were a mixture of concern and amusement. Nobody stopped to help, though. The longer he sat there, appearing confused, the more the laughter around him grew; this intensified his anger, causing him to leap to his feet and retaliate. Jared was unassuming - for his slender stature, he was strong, from lifting heavy objects and materials in his hobby of carpentry to his closet obsession and secret individual training sessions of Quidditch, he had enough strength to pack quite a punch, which is just what he did.<p>

He returned the fist to the face of his attacker, though was quickly caught in the jaw with another fist from someone else on his side. Strong as he might have been, much to his peers' shock, Jared wasn't exactly familiar with brawling. Not only did he lack the tactical prowess to take down this Slytherin boy, but it was two against one, and as the fists flew and legs thrashed, he found himself fighting a losing battle. It wasn't fair, really - he was ganged up on - but he fought for as long and hard as he could, anyway. Eventually, he landed back on his butt, on the ground.<p>

He bounced a little this time, his body slightly more limp than before; the sight caused another round of laughter from those who had gathered to witness the boys sparring. What he wouldn't give right then and there to tear every one of them into shreds...he swore to Merlin, half of the students at this school had absolutely no decency, none at all - and this, this was why he didn't care about making friends. Sitting there, he stared up at the two boys who had beat him down, his eyes stinging and wet. He wanted to cry, but he knew they'd just make fun of him even more. They'd already caught wind of it, though. "What are you going to do, cry? You little crybaby."<p>

Jared's fists clenched; he turned away, looking at all of his school materials scattered all over the floor around him. His mind was spiralling; he considered a plan of re-attack, plotting to leap back up and re-attack these two assholes - when in the distance, he heard someone shouting. He wasn't sure what they said, or who it was; his heart was pounding far too loudly in his head to differentiate actual words - but the a few bystanders appeared to leap out of their standing positions and ran off, so whoever it was or whatever they said must've involved detention or the loss of house points.<p>

Someone of authority was coming, it had to be - that was the only thing that could break up a gawking crowd of teenagers from egging on drama like this. From his seat on the groundwhere he sat, seemingly stunned and processing everything, all Jared currently saw were a sea of legs rushing by as people dispersed. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. He just hoped that whoever was coming would be a savior rather than someone bent on punishing him, too.
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