Date/Time: 'Trouble Brewing' - Monday, October 23rd, Early Evening Location: Great Hall Open to: Anyone Involving: Remy, Matthieu (NPC character), William, O'Dwyer
"Well, well, well." William's smooth voice drawled from just behind the two. "Aren't you two just the spitting image of mudblooded boredorm and pathetic sentiment. Tell me, Cowan, how is my fair cousin?"
"Why would you care, Parker?" Remy barely even turned from his book, not having the time or energy to deal with pureblooded snobs like William Parker. "Still fucks like a demon and loves me more than ever though, if you'd care to know."
"No doubt he does," William answered calmly. "He is after all clinicly insane." He eyed Matthier for a moment. "And does your young brother favour men as well? Perhaps you could teach him exactly how it is one pleasures a man, hmm?"
William was smooth, expensive, calm and insufferable. He was exactly what Danny's brother Octavian was, and what Danny himself could be sometimes if not careful.
Remy snarled as William fed him the line about 'clinically insane', but on his question about Matthieu the youngest boy turned and told him firmly. "I like girls just fine, thank you very much, and so does Remy."
"Shut up." Remy told them both, and snapped his book shut. "Are you done insinuating things about my brothers sexuality, Parker? We'd like to get some work done without your arrogant nose breathing down our necks."
The most unnerving thing about him was that he looked so very much like Danny. It was easy to imagine that he was Danny -- they had so many of the same features that the cruel smile could have been the Ravenclaw's.
A short laugh was Remy's reply, to both the snarl and the question. "Doesn't look like much work is being done to me," William observed. "And as for sexuality; I do hope your scarlet reputation doesn't ruin things for your pristine little brother."
William despised these unpure creatures. He hoped that soon, steps would be taken to ensure their exclusion from the prestigious school of Hogwarts.
"Shut up." Remy hissed at him again, feeling the pressure of his temper rise quickly as it hadn't done in so long. He was tired and hungry and fed up, and this pompous arse was winding him up faster than ever before.
"My brothers reputation is just fine, unlike that of your familys. I hope having a son of a bitch like you in the bloodline wasn't your mums fault. Fucking her brother must have done some twisted things in your genes, eh?"
William just laughed, obviously finding Remy humourous. "Oh yes, the fantastically spotless reputation of my family, save my cousin, isn't just fine, you're right about that -- it's perfect." He coolly ignored the line about his mother, laughing instead at the absurdity of the idea.
"I'd give it a bit of time if I were you. After all, people are already talking about your filthy relations with my cousin." Snobbish amusement dripped in every word. "Groping in hallways! Quite a lovely story, don't you think? Perhaps young Matthieu will learn to fuck in public as well."
"My relations with your cousin," Every word was snarled now, accentuated by dripping hatred, "Aren't filthy."
He was standing now, one hand pressing Matthieu back, the other shaking at his side as he tried to fight down the urge of punching William right on that snobbish upturned nose. "Don't you dare say that about us. Don't you dare!"
William raised a dark brow. "Oh, no? Don't say what? That your sexual relations with my cousin - your relationship, indeed, is unclean, disgusting, and morally wrong? Why? Afraid of the truth are we, proud lion?" His handsome face was sneering. "It's ridiculous to be angry with me because you have a taste for the unnatural and disgusting."
"You fucking son of a bitch." Remy was almost shaking with the effort of holding himself back, of not fighting simply because Matthieu was there. Matthieu was watching every moment, every word, every snarl and hiss and glare. "It's not unnatural. It's not disgusting. It's healthy, and good and fucking right!"
"Remy..." Matthieu tugged on his arm hesitantly, looking frightened of his brother being in such a horrible temper, and hating the thought of a fight breaking out there and then. "Remy, forget it. C'mon?"
William's smile became more amused at Remy's anger. "Of course it is," he said patronisingly. "Go on and ask him, then. Ask Christian if he thinks your relationship is morally right. He'll tell you he's going to hell for you - how does his eternal damnation at your hands sit with you?"
"Fuck your God." Remy swore passionately, not caring for one moment what this condescending elitist thought of him. "Fuck him, and fuck you, Parker. I don't need this from you."
He jerked Matthieu upright to leave the hall and the younger boy yelped at Remys tight grip on his upper arm. "Remy, you're hurting me! Let go! You're hurting!"
"Oh, you're already fucking one Parker. I think two would be too much for your delicate constitution." At Remy's brother's yelp, William raised an eyebrow. "Careful. You're damaging your protege."
With that, he turned to glide away, every inch of him cool, calm and collected - the utter opposite of Remy's boiling rage.
Remy felt the wood of his wand in his hand before he even realised what he was doing, and in a split second had it aimed at William, the words "Incarcerous!" out of his mouth before he even thought for a second. All he wanted to do, now and forever, was hurt this arrogant prick of a boy more than anyone had ever hurt him before.
Thick ropes appeared out of thin air to wrap around William, binding him tightly. The Slytherin's eyes widened for a moment, but he didn't resist. Oh, this mudblood would pay dearly for this -- just not publicly.
"Why the hell would I do that?" Remy hissed, Matthieu now pulling frantically on his arm and saying to "Leave him, just leave him!"
He snapped for a moment at his little brother and pulled his arm free, rubbing the wrist and wandering idly over to William, snarling darkly at him. "Apologise. I want you to apologise for saying about Danny and me. I want you to say you're fucking sorry!"
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William was smooth, expensive, calm and insufferable. He was exactly what Danny's brother Octavian was, and what Danny himself could be sometimes if not careful.
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"Shut up." Remy told them both, and snapped his book shut. "Are you done insinuating things about my brothers sexuality, Parker? We'd like to get some work done without your arrogant nose breathing down our necks."
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A short laugh was Remy's reply, to both the snarl and the question. "Doesn't look like much work is being done to me," William observed. "And as for sexuality; I do hope your scarlet reputation doesn't ruin things for your pristine little brother."
William despised these unpure creatures. He hoped that soon, steps would be taken to ensure their exclusion from the prestigious school of Hogwarts.
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"My brothers reputation is just fine, unlike that of your familys. I hope having a son of a bitch like you in the bloodline wasn't your mums fault. Fucking her brother must have done some twisted things in your genes, eh?"
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"I'd give it a bit of time if I were you. After all, people are already talking about your filthy relations with my cousin." Snobbish amusement dripped in every word. "Groping in hallways! Quite a lovely story, don't you think? Perhaps young Matthieu will learn to fuck in public as well."
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He was standing now, one hand pressing Matthieu back, the other shaking at his side as he tried to fight down the urge of punching William right on that snobbish upturned nose. "Don't you dare say that about us. Don't you dare!"
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"Remy..." Matthieu tugged on his arm hesitantly, looking frightened of his brother being in such a horrible temper, and hating the thought of a fight breaking out there and then. "Remy, forget it. C'mon?"
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He jerked Matthieu upright to leave the hall and the younger boy yelped at Remys tight grip on his upper arm. "Remy, you're hurting me! Let go! You're hurting!"
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With that, he turned to glide away, every inch of him cool, calm and collected - the utter opposite of Remy's boiling rage.
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"I suggest you stop now," he warned.
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He snapped for a moment at his little brother and pulled his arm free, rubbing the wrist and wandering idly over to William, snarling darkly at him. "Apologise. I want you to apologise for saying about Danny and me. I want you to say you're fucking sorry!"
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