thurs, nov 6, dinnertime, somewhere in hoggies
Who: ????
When: Thurdsay, November 6, dinnertime
Where: An abandoned classroom in Hogwarts
What: two friends meet to discuss plans
The boy sat on a desk in an abandoned classroom, waiting for his friend. He was glad that the Ravenclaw prefect had been able to comfort him last night. He didn't like the fact that the school was in lock down. At least they were allowed out on the grounds now. Checking his watch, he swung his legs idly, hoping his friend got here soon.
Walking into the abandoned classroom, the girl sighed as she swished her long back hair over her shoulder.
"Well... That certainly was disappointing," she whined. "Why do yours always go better than mine?"
The boy laughed.
"About time you showed up," he said as he smiled.
"Maybe because I'm better at what I do. Besides nobody can resist my cute little face."
She scowled at him before gesturing down at her body.
"And you think that people can resist this. It's not fair. All of you have an easier time than me even though this school screams my name."
The boy smirked.
"Well, you do have a nice rack. Come on, didn't you get some at the party last weekend?" he asked. "That was almost entirely in your honor."
The dark haired girl sighed as she sunk down onto the desk beside her friend.
"This nice rack didn't seem to sway as many people as I thought it would. Not nearly enough people rose to my baits. Half of the fun didn't even involve me."
She smirked.
"Although the Slytherin was delicious..."
He laughed.
"Sometimes I wonder if you'll ever be happy," he said as he ran his hands through his strawberry blond hair.
"So, any new plans?"
She sighed as she shook her head.
"None yet. I may have to start picking my targets better... It seems I'm underestimating too many people lately."
He grinned.
"You should try the professors. They're not as well adjusted as they seem.." he said with a smirk.
She laughed before grinning.
"Oh, yes. They are delicious. Especially your boy. I have some ideas in my head. If they don't work out for me, they'll definitely work out for you I imagine."
He raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of ideas? Do I smell another collaboration?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"Not necessarily a collaboration, but you will reap the end rewards I imagine. Having you there may prove too distracting. At least for the whole time..."
“Distracting? What sort of things do you have up your sleeve?" he asked curiously.
: Standing, she flipped her hair over her shoulder with a flourish.
"Poking at old wounds, digging up the past. It should be fun, especially if he blows up."
She winked at the boy.
"That's where you'll probably get more enjoyment than me."
He chuckled.
"You know.. I have few recommendations of people you should find.." he said, pulling her close and whispering some names into her ear.
Her eyes glittered as she listened to him.
"Oooo, those are good. Although ew to that first one. Just ew. But it is tempting."
Pulling back, she smirked as ran a hand through her hair.
"Your number two is who I had in mind. He should definitely be interesting."
He grinned.
"He's good for a lot of things.." he said as he ran his thumb over his lips.
She laughed as she nodded.
"Oh yes, he will be. So, which do you think?"
Walking towards the small boy, he leaned over him, his long black, slightly coarser hair falling in curtains around his face.
"The old hated rival?" he said huskily. "Or..."
His hair becoming shorter and lighter, he hopped up onto the desk and wrapped his arm around the young boy.
"The possible friend that never was?"
The young boy reached up and ran his hands through his friend’s short hair.
"The first suits my purposes more, the second yours..." he said with a grin.
Chuckling, the older boy shook out his shorter hair.
"Depending on how I play this, we may both benefit. He is not in good control of his temper, despite what he may think."
The young boy laughed.
"Is he in good control of anything?" he asked with a smirk.
Getting up from the desk, the older boy smirked as he stretched out his body.
"That sounds like a good challenge, does it not?"
"It sounds like a perfect opportunity," the young boy said with a grin. "And enough of a challenge. You don't think he'll throw you out on sight?"
The older boy shook his head before brushing a bit of hair behind his ear.
"He tolerates me, remember? He is less likely to throw me out than to throw out our other choice."
The younger boy nodded.
"True.. I guess you're right. You'll tell me how it goes, won't you?" he asked with a smile.
Nodding, the older boy adjusted his clothing a bit before smirking at the young boy.
"Of course I will. Though I'm certain that if things go as planned you'll be able to feel a good bit of it."
The small boy nodded.
"Let me know where and when, and I'll be sure to hang around for the finale," he said with a grin.
Frowning a bit in thought, the older boy pondered before smirking.
"I say that tonight should be fine for a first run. If this goes well, maybe another a few weeks from now will be good."
The young boy raised an eyebrow.
"Thinking you can start a partnership of sorts?" he asked curiously.
Licking his lips,the older boy smirked.
"We'll just see how tonight goes. If it indeed goes well, I might have to plan another get together for the fourteenth."
The young boy frowned, trying to do the math in his head. The fourteenth would be...
"You don't plan on..." he suggested, trailing off.
The older boy gave the young boy a wolfish grin.
"Why wouldn't I? The man has issues with it. It would be very fun to see how it would all play out."
The younger boy chuckled.
"You're wonderful, you know that.." he said. "Do you need anything for tonight's plan?"
Tawny hair fell into the older boy’s eyes and he shook his head.
"I don't think so. I think I have all I need for tonight."
The young boy nodded, swinging his legs.
"Where is this gonna be? Or should I just follow my instinct?"
His quarters if I can find him there. Otherwise, use your instinct or follow the screaming," the older boy teased with another smirk.
When: Thurdsay, November 6, dinnertime
Where: An abandoned classroom in Hogwarts
What: two friends meet to discuss plans
The boy sat on a desk in an abandoned classroom, waiting for his friend. He was glad that the Ravenclaw prefect had been able to comfort him last night. He didn't like the fact that the school was in lock down. At least they were allowed out on the grounds now. Checking his watch, he swung his legs idly, hoping his friend got here soon.
Walking into the abandoned classroom, the girl sighed as she swished her long back hair over her shoulder.
"Well... That certainly was disappointing," she whined. "Why do yours always go better than mine?"
The boy laughed.
"About time you showed up," he said as he smiled.
"Maybe because I'm better at what I do. Besides nobody can resist my cute little face."
She scowled at him before gesturing down at her body.
"And you think that people can resist this. It's not fair. All of you have an easier time than me even though this school screams my name."
The boy smirked.
"Well, you do have a nice rack. Come on, didn't you get some at the party last weekend?" he asked. "That was almost entirely in your honor."
The dark haired girl sighed as she sunk down onto the desk beside her friend.
"This nice rack didn't seem to sway as many people as I thought it would. Not nearly enough people rose to my baits. Half of the fun didn't even involve me."
She smirked.
"Although the Slytherin was delicious..."
He laughed.
"Sometimes I wonder if you'll ever be happy," he said as he ran his hands through his strawberry blond hair.
"So, any new plans?"
She sighed as she shook her head.
"None yet. I may have to start picking my targets better... It seems I'm underestimating too many people lately."
He grinned.
"You should try the professors. They're not as well adjusted as they seem.." he said with a smirk.
She laughed before grinning.
"Oh, yes. They are delicious. Especially your boy. I have some ideas in my head. If they don't work out for me, they'll definitely work out for you I imagine."
He raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of ideas? Do I smell another collaboration?" he asked.
She shook her head.
"Not necessarily a collaboration, but you will reap the end rewards I imagine. Having you there may prove too distracting. At least for the whole time..."
“Distracting? What sort of things do you have up your sleeve?" he asked curiously.
: Standing, she flipped her hair over her shoulder with a flourish.
"Poking at old wounds, digging up the past. It should be fun, especially if he blows up."
She winked at the boy.
"That's where you'll probably get more enjoyment than me."
He chuckled.
"You know.. I have few recommendations of people you should find.." he said, pulling her close and whispering some names into her ear.
Her eyes glittered as she listened to him.
"Oooo, those are good. Although ew to that first one. Just ew. But it is tempting."
Pulling back, she smirked as ran a hand through her hair.
"Your number two is who I had in mind. He should definitely be interesting."
He grinned.
"He's good for a lot of things.." he said as he ran his thumb over his lips.
She laughed as she nodded.
"Oh yes, he will be. So, which do you think?"
Walking towards the small boy, he leaned over him, his long black, slightly coarser hair falling in curtains around his face.
"The old hated rival?" he said huskily. "Or..."
His hair becoming shorter and lighter, he hopped up onto the desk and wrapped his arm around the young boy.
"The possible friend that never was?"
The young boy reached up and ran his hands through his friend’s short hair.
"The first suits my purposes more, the second yours..." he said with a grin.
Chuckling, the older boy shook out his shorter hair.
"Depending on how I play this, we may both benefit. He is not in good control of his temper, despite what he may think."
The young boy laughed.
"Is he in good control of anything?" he asked with a smirk.
Getting up from the desk, the older boy smirked as he stretched out his body.
"That sounds like a good challenge, does it not?"
"It sounds like a perfect opportunity," the young boy said with a grin. "And enough of a challenge. You don't think he'll throw you out on sight?"
The older boy shook his head before brushing a bit of hair behind his ear.
"He tolerates me, remember? He is less likely to throw me out than to throw out our other choice."
The younger boy nodded.
"True.. I guess you're right. You'll tell me how it goes, won't you?" he asked with a smile.
Nodding, the older boy adjusted his clothing a bit before smirking at the young boy.
"Of course I will. Though I'm certain that if things go as planned you'll be able to feel a good bit of it."
The small boy nodded.
"Let me know where and when, and I'll be sure to hang around for the finale," he said with a grin.
Frowning a bit in thought, the older boy pondered before smirking.
"I say that tonight should be fine for a first run. If this goes well, maybe another a few weeks from now will be good."
The young boy raised an eyebrow.
"Thinking you can start a partnership of sorts?" he asked curiously.
Licking his lips,the older boy smirked.
"We'll just see how tonight goes. If it indeed goes well, I might have to plan another get together for the fourteenth."
The young boy frowned, trying to do the math in his head. The fourteenth would be...
"You don't plan on..." he suggested, trailing off.
The older boy gave the young boy a wolfish grin.
"Why wouldn't I? The man has issues with it. It would be very fun to see how it would all play out."
The younger boy chuckled.
"You're wonderful, you know that.." he said. "Do you need anything for tonight's plan?"
Tawny hair fell into the older boy’s eyes and he shook his head.
"I don't think so. I think I have all I need for tonight."
The young boy nodded, swinging his legs.
"Where is this gonna be? Or should I just follow my instinct?"
His quarters if I can find him there. Otherwise, use your instinct or follow the screaming," the older boy teased with another smirk.