Wednesday October 1st - fighting in the Ravenclaw dorms
Who: Padma and Alex.
What: Fighting as usual.
When: Wednesday October 1st.
Where: Ravenclaw Dorms.
Why: Because they can.
Alex woke with a start. Someone was pounding at his door. He untangled himself from the sheets and rubbed his eyes, groggily. Had he been in the middle of a dream? Or was one about to start? He shook the cobwebs out and pulled his slacks on, walking over calmly opening the door to find an irate Padma.
"You reckless, degenerate, Scottish, bastard!" She greeted him with the warmth usually accorded to her ex-boyfriend.
"Morning, Pads. What kin Ah do for ye?" He stood in the doorway to his room and glared, sighing a little bracing himself for the worst.
"Morning? MORNING! It's 9PM you wretched sod. You've only been asleep for an hour or two."
"Ah. Ah see." He nodded and arched an eyebrow at Padma. "So?"
"So? SO! Where have you been? You're supposed to be helping me and Luna corral the first years and get them up here safe and sound."
"Pads.... They've been here before, they ken where the dorms are... They know the rules... We did this before a month a go, remember..."
"That's not the point. You're a prefect now, a realprefect. So act like one."
"Ah'm not the one cussin' in front of the kids, Pads..." He gestured at the crowd that was gathering to watch the ongoing battle. Luna tried vainly to send the kids back to their dorms. No one listened. "Ah had a headache, Ah came upstairs to lie down, Ah fell asleep." He shrugged.
Padma reached out and slapped him sharply across the face. "Alex, you reek of Scotch and the entire Great Hall saw you staggering about drunkenly with your..." she paused. "Girlfriend... I need your help... We need your help." She nodded her head at the increasingly flustered Luna.
He rubbed his jaw and the bright red hand print on his pale face and nodded smirking. "All right... All right..." He pushed his way past Padma and out into the common room, standing beside Padma. "ALL RIGHT THEN, LISTEN UP." The room went quiet. "First years, second years, and third years get yuir wee selves up to ye dorms. Ye got one hour and then Ah want lights out, got it." There were muffled squeeks of acknowledgement around the room. "Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth, Ye got one more hour and then out of the Common Room ye go. Lights out by 11, ye got classes tomorrow. Sevenths." He grinned. "Do whatever ye please, Ah ain't ginna boss ye aroond. And, if any o' ye want to give the Quidditch team a shot, we're looking for a seeker so step right up and make yuirselves known, all right." He clapped his hands together and offered the room a broad grin and then clapped his arm around Luna, much to her surprise. "And, in future, yuir all gonna respect the Prefects, no matter what... That way Ah dinnae have tae yell again. Right?" More murmured assent from around the room. "Right then, off ye go... off ye go..." He stomped back over to his room and ducked inside quickly, coming back out, pulling a white t-shirt on over his head. "And that's how you handle a situation. Now. You two have fun and Ah'm going to talk to McGonagall, Scot to Scot, and give her mah resignation." He clapped one hand on Padma's shoulder and the other on Luna's as she came to stand next to Padma. "See you lasses later. Hopefully as a free man." He turned and walked out of the room whistling Scotland the Brave as he set out into the castle in search of freedom.
What: Fighting as usual.
When: Wednesday October 1st.
Where: Ravenclaw Dorms.
Why: Because they can.
Alex woke with a start. Someone was pounding at his door. He untangled himself from the sheets and rubbed his eyes, groggily. Had he been in the middle of a dream? Or was one about to start? He shook the cobwebs out and pulled his slacks on, walking over calmly opening the door to find an irate Padma.
"You reckless, degenerate, Scottish, bastard!" She greeted him with the warmth usually accorded to her ex-boyfriend.
"Morning, Pads. What kin Ah do for ye?" He stood in the doorway to his room and glared, sighing a little bracing himself for the worst.
"Morning? MORNING! It's 9PM you wretched sod. You've only been asleep for an hour or two."
"Ah. Ah see." He nodded and arched an eyebrow at Padma. "So?"
"So? SO! Where have you been? You're supposed to be helping me and Luna corral the first years and get them up here safe and sound."
"Pads.... They've been here before, they ken where the dorms are... They know the rules... We did this before a month a go, remember..."
"That's not the point. You're a prefect now, a realprefect. So act like one."
"Ah'm not the one cussin' in front of the kids, Pads..." He gestured at the crowd that was gathering to watch the ongoing battle. Luna tried vainly to send the kids back to their dorms. No one listened. "Ah had a headache, Ah came upstairs to lie down, Ah fell asleep." He shrugged.
Padma reached out and slapped him sharply across the face. "Alex, you reek of Scotch and the entire Great Hall saw you staggering about drunkenly with your..." she paused. "Girlfriend... I need your help... We need your help." She nodded her head at the increasingly flustered Luna.
He rubbed his jaw and the bright red hand print on his pale face and nodded smirking. "All right... All right..." He pushed his way past Padma and out into the common room, standing beside Padma. "ALL RIGHT THEN, LISTEN UP." The room went quiet. "First years, second years, and third years get yuir wee selves up to ye dorms. Ye got one hour and then Ah want lights out, got it." There were muffled squeeks of acknowledgement around the room. "Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth, Ye got one more hour and then out of the Common Room ye go. Lights out by 11, ye got classes tomorrow. Sevenths." He grinned. "Do whatever ye please, Ah ain't ginna boss ye aroond. And, if any o' ye want to give the Quidditch team a shot, we're looking for a seeker so step right up and make yuirselves known, all right." He clapped his hands together and offered the room a broad grin and then clapped his arm around Luna, much to her surprise. "And, in future, yuir all gonna respect the Prefects, no matter what... That way Ah dinnae have tae yell again. Right?" More murmured assent from around the room. "Right then, off ye go... off ye go..." He stomped back over to his room and ducked inside quickly, coming back out, pulling a white t-shirt on over his head. "And that's how you handle a situation. Now. You two have fun and Ah'm going to talk to McGonagall, Scot to Scot, and give her mah resignation." He clapped one hand on Padma's shoulder and the other on Luna's as she came to stand next to Padma. "See you lasses later. Hopefully as a free man." He turned and walked out of the room whistling Scotland the Brave as he set out into the castle in search of freedom.