PART II (B) - ORION, goblet of fire

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Longing is the core of mystery.
Longing itself brings the cure.
The only rule is, Suffer the pain.

Your desire must be disciplined,
And what you want to happen
in time, Sacrificed.

- Jalaluddin Rumi

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     Revenge.

     Is revenge an art or science? Personally, Orion Mikaelson would classify revenge as an art. Classifying revenge in the science category would be too boring; if someone punches you, why would you want to punch them back if you could have them writhe in agony when you turn their loved ones against them?

     Revenge did not come out of negative emotion, no, revenge is the result of anger. People who seek revenge act on a basis of anger, and what is a Mikaelson heiress without anger running through her blood? This time Orion knew not to be repulsive, Sendy Kim has made it her personal mission to make Orion's life hell, the animal blood she threw on her a few days ago was just a starting point.

     Now that Orion has gotten the agenda of her first kiss out of the way, she could finally go on with her well-thought-out revenge. She has decided not to kill her, no, because like stated before, revenge is the result of anger, sure she was irritated by her but by no means did Sendy Kim have the power to fuel her anger. She's not that powerful. Orion refused to give her that power over her.

     Claudette Beaumont, Orion was not sure what she wanted to do with her, it's not like Claudette did something that personally affected her life, but still, she annoyed the hell out of Orion. Claudette's best weapon has always been her words, Orion found her as a mediocre bully after all. The best revenge Orion could do is turn Claudette's words against herself. However, Claudette has been smart enough not to approach nor talk to Orion directly. But, good Lord, Orion has had enough of the petite French girl dressing like a blonde knock-off version of her.

     "You look awfully plain today," Blaise muttered when she looked at Orion walking towards the Slytherin table in a white turtleneck under her fitted black short dress, her black coat draped on her right arm.

     Orion scoffed when she heard Blaise's commentary on what she was wearing. "What does that mean?"

     "Where did you hide Orion Mikaelson?" Blaise once again said, still looking at her, this time his eyes were still upon Orion's ponytail, while slowly darted his gaze to Orion's shoes and socks.

     "Ugh, loafers and ruffle socks, bad day?" Cassiopeia cringed as she looked at Orion's shoes before she darted her eyes to Orion's face and looked at her with a sad smile. "It's Prada though, so, five points for that?"

     "Shut up," Orion rolled her eyes before she took a seat beside Cassiopeia. "I'm trying a new style today because someone's girlfriend stole mine," she eyed Draco who was sitting in front of her, while slamming her coat down on the vacant spot beside her.

     Draco lowered his Daily Prophet when he sensed eyes on him, he eyed Orion's clothes and scoffed when he saw how irritated Orion was. "I don't see the problem," he shrugged as if it was not a big deal.

     "The problem is," Orion paused as she scanned the Great Hall, pointing her finger when she finally spotted Claudette on the Ravenclaw table, wearing what she thought Claudette would wear. "Your girlfriend is literally wearing the exact same thing I usually wear, and I don't like that," Orion sternly said before she turned her head back to face him.

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