<div align="center"><em>Rabastan Lestrange</em></div><hr/><br/>Rabastan smirked at the mention of Karin actually having a wand, "I think you need magic to have a wand. Since you're nothing but a Squib, I don't see that happening anytime soon. You know, you could always work with that freak Filch when he retires. School will be needing a new caretaker to mop up once he kicks the bucket," he smiled when Symphony, Dean, and even Gryna came to little Karin's 'rescue'. It was so endearing how they stuck up for the girl.<br/><br/>Turning his attention to Dean next, "Ackerberry, it's all just fun. Blutfremd knows I'm just...playing...as for apologies, Everstone, why would I do that? All I asked was if she would be sitting in the back of the class," the redhead shrugged his shoulders before leaning against the compartment door, "And don't point that grotty, little wand at me, Ackerberry. I don't think the prefects would take too nicely towards someone attacking me when I'm clearly out numbered and defenseless."<br/><br/>"And you, Lox, you should pick who you call an idiot a little more wisely," Rabastan was getting bored with this. Picking on a squib was one thing, but all these others around kind of sucked the fun out of it. He yawned and pushed past them all, "You know, Blutfremd, you're cute enough. I bet you could get a job as a maid. I know my mother is always generous enough to give Squibs a job to do. You should consider that," with a chuckle, he headed down towards the compartment that he'd stashed his own trunk in earlier.