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Being quiet was not exactly one of Kerry's most greatest achievements; she doubted she would ever be quiet. Her mother had often asked her to quieten down and just be a normal kid. She might act slightly normal at home, but at school it was a different story. The reign of terror was never over until Kerry was out of school or sleeping. Or just not around anyone who got scared easily.

Something had irritated her; but she had no idea what. That was why when she stalked in from dinner that evening, several people literally changed direction so they wouldn't have to pass her. She was in that much of a mood. When she was like that, if someone simply nudged her she could then lose it and curse the offender like there was no tomorrow. She really needed to kerb her temper; yet being surrounded by moron's as she put it never helped.

Kez stormed through the common room, plunging herself into the warmest chair by the fire. Even if that did mean throwing a 2nd year from the chair first. She wasn't a nice person at all. She threw her bag down beside her, and making sure she hadn't lost any contents from her bag, she pulled out her wand from within her robes. Unfortunately she hadn't had any time since school had ended to change out of the light blue robes that every student had to wear. At least she wasn't wearing the stupid hat - something that wasn't mandatory to wear yet you had to have it with you at all times.

She waved her warm, and the flames leaped up a few more centimeters much to the displeasure of the people sitting closest to the fire. Instead of reacting she ignored their dirty looks; especially good for them as she wasn't in an alright mood already. Leaning back in the chair, she placed her wand on her lap and closed her eyes, trying to figure out why she was so irritated.

And it didn't take her long to figure out why. She'd passed someone she'd disliked with a passion on the way to dinner ... and you can probably guess who.

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Kerry's eyes were still closed as her head was resting on the back of the chair. She was growing angry with every passing second; about Claire of course. Since passing her before dinner, she'd grown extremely angry for some unknown reason. Maybe just passing the person she despised so much was the reason her b!ood boiled. But then again, probably not. Claire was just a complete nuisance to Kerry - she always seemed to dodge between sides, avoiding those that could cause her serious damage. She reminded Kez of a weasel, and thats not a very nice thing to be reminded of.

Typically the fates were obviously working against her today, as a painstakingly yet familiar voice sounded from near her. She didn't even have to open her heavily outlined eyes to see who that particular voice belonged too. 'Look what the cat dragged in,' she said dryly, 'I must remind mum's cat not to bring in 100% filth,' with them words done, she finally lifted her head up and opened her eyes to look straight at Claire.

Gah, this was not her night.

'And in answer to your question, Petrelli, I was fine until I heard your extremely annoying voice,' she comment with a sarcastic smile which showed off her whitened teeth. Some said her teeth reminded them of a animal that looked and acted dangerous. Or something like that, she could never remember what. She yawned slightly, debating coolly inside her head whether she felt like having a duel tonight. On one hand she could let Claire, her greatest enemy, walk away unharmed and on the other hand she could cause her some serious damage. No guessing what Kez picked.

Kerry repositioned herself on the chair, moving slightly so she could have a clear view of Claire. She crossed her legs, and after tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear she rolled her wand slightly closer to where her other hand lay, on her lap. Ree's long, dark hair was as threatening as ever. Throughout the day it had remained silky too the touch, and even now in the evening it looked as amazing as it had done in the morning.

Her light blue eyes looked over Claire, taking in her enemies appearance. She was never one to judge people by what clothes they wore (to be honest that could be debatable) but when it came to Claire's turn she changed her views. She resisted the urge to say some smart-ass comment which she knew could easily back fire on her. At times Kerry had to be careful about what she said, because if any word of her behaviour reached her parents ears she was seriously done for.

'So how are you enjoying your evening then?' she asked politely, traces of sarcasm ing in her speech. She could never help but be sarcastic around Claire; another bad habit she had yet to get rid of. Waiting for her answer, she started to twirl her wand, in her lap, between her fingers.

Kerry resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Claire; becoming slightly bothered that Claire had dared to interrupt her. She could sense that before the hour had passed they'd be in a fight. Like Claire's father and her own father had been arguing and been rivals way before her father had met her mother. From what Kez had gathered the Petrelli's had h.ated the Freemans for years, and vice versa. Sienna - Kez's mother - had decided to keep out of the family feuds but was still despised anyway. And unfortunately for Sienna, her daughter had chosen to do the complete opposite and start the family feud off again. What made the whole situation so interesting was that Claire's Uncle was actually Sienna's secretary and got on well with her.

You've used the cat insult twice, it looses its effect after the first time, if the first time counted as an insult, you really should find some new ones, Freeman.

Kerry did a mock yawn and replied just as sarcastically as before; 'I really don't want to waste some good insults on you. If I did, I don't think you'd be sitting there so calmly like that,' a sly smile appeared on her face. Once this conversation was over Kerry doubted either of them would be calm. This happened every time the two met, yet this time Kez was not the one that had started it. Claire had started to talk too her first; so anything that happened would be Claire's fault.

Oh charming. Well, just be lucky you weren't disterbed by something like your own voice, how do you live with such a whining noise in your head all the time?

'The same way I have to live with you,' she retorted with a "i.nnocent but d.eadly" smile. She knew for a fact her voice was not whiny. Geez, if they were getting into that Claire was the one with the whiny voice where Kerry was concerned. Kerry ran a hand through her straight hair and tucked it behind her ear. She returned Claire's "intent watching" without feeling the need to look away. Heck, she rarely blinked. Kez was not one to be put down by looks and stares. The only way she could be put down was when a binding spell hit her. Literally.

Perfectly well, thank-you.

Kerry was getting bored - Claire had not made this conversation interesting enough so far to make Kerry want to have a duel with her or continue with the meaningless insults the two were throwing at each other. In fact, Kerry just wanted to abuse her prefect powers and go ize some younger kids, Claire was that boring. Or just see if Ivori or any other DE's were about. Life was a hell of a lot more interesting when there was Order and DE members in the same room.

Kerry really could not be bothered to continue this petty argument any longer - especially as Claire was doing nothing. Now she thought about it, it seemed like Kerry was always the one to start, and mostly finish, the arguments in the first place. She could say so many insults in one minute; yet Claire never retaliated. That irritated Kezzy more than anything, when the person you were arguing with stayed impossibly calm. Kerry was far from calm, although she might show calmness on the outside, on the inside she was anything but.

Kerry had grown up in France; like her mother before her. She had been to England on countless occasions to see her fathers parents. Maybe that was why she could speak english excellently as well as french. Her father's first language was english after all. Sometimes it was easier on him to speak in english - especially if he was having a bad day. As well as going to England practically every summer, Kez also had been to many other countries with her parents. Sienna seemed to go abroad a lot to work, so took the kids with her. Simple.

How are your parents, Freeman?

The sudden change of subject took Kerry by surprise, yet she remained as composed as ever. She ran a hand through her hair and frowned at what Claire had said. Why would she care how her parents were? Geez, their fathers h.ated each other, as what happened with their daughters. Surely Claire would ask something like "I hope your dad is ill" or something that didn't sound as lame. Various ideas ran through Kerry's mind, but nothing showed on the outside. Kez twirled her wand lightly through her fingers and then saw Claire's own wand out.

Not ill are they, all perfectly...safe?

'No freaking duh,' she breathed lightly, rolling her eyes at Claire. What was Miss Petrelli getting at? 'They're perfectly fine, thank-you,' Kerry responded, not even trying to be sarcastic this time. She wasn't going to waste energy on Claire Petrelli; that was never going to happen. Unless it was a duel, then she'd put all her energy into it.

I only ask out of interest. My father just mentioned them last time he wrote. Maybe its nothing. When was the last time you heard from your family, Kerry?

Kerry stood up also, her wand held tight in her hand, although it seemed like she holding it loosely. 'Get to your point, Petrelli,' Kez snarled slightly. The fact was, Kerry hadn't heard from her parents yet. But then she only ever got owls when her parents sent her some sweets - once a month - and when she sent an owl to them. Normally she'd have received an owl from them by now, but she wasn't worried, her mother was always busy and so was her father. However, she was becoming worried now.