Name(s): Uhm. EVERYONE? [VERY OPEN]
Location: A deserted classroom or three, near the dungeons and as far away from teachers' offices as possible.
Week: 38
Time: Friday evening. Possibly through to Saturday morning in places~
Rating: PG? Haha~ Who really knows. Warnings for teens partying and the like.
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I can feel the music moving through me everywhere,
Ain't no destination baby we don't even care~ )
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She sighed as she made her way to a rather obscure corner, hopefully out of sight from the rest of the room. Just a calm, peaceful evening where she could snag some of Jim's drinks and be on her way. That was all she wanted.
She practically sank into the comfy chairs, letting out a long breath of relief. Ah, peace and quiet. Finally.
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That was why he was currently perched in one of the comfy chairs with a small scroll he was taking notes on, mentally reviewing Asakura and his investigation into the lightning curse.
They could make him party, but they couldn't make him enjoy it! He knew he was being irrational and stubborn, but that didn't mean he didn't get some satisfaction out of it.
Looking up to Jaina, he nodded briefly, then went back to work.
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"Harry, right?" She asked, having never seen him face to face. She tilted her head, trying to get a look at his scroll, "Did you bring homework to a party?"
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He glanced down at the scroll then said, "No, of course not, what kind of dork does that? This is my own project." His tone indicated he was well aware that wasn't any better than bringing homework.
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She craned her neck, curiousity getting the better of her, "Your own project? About what?"
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Glancing down at the notes, Harry looked up with an easy shrug. "Just running a little investigation into something that's been bugging me, nothing big."
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Wincing slightly at being caught, he never had been a good liar, Harry smiled sheepishly and replied, "Well, a friend and I are looking into where that student got that curse a few days ago to help Professor Rangiku."
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"...oh, I see," she forced down the irritation, going for a weak grin, "Any progress?"
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She grinned at them, though she made her voice as serious as possible as she placed her hands on her hips, only mildly glaring at them. "What are you two doing in the corner? Harry... Is that work?" She hoped that she could pull off the overdramatic tone, one she had heard from Zelos only too often.
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"You know that's pretty much screwing with the whole party system, right? We bend the rules, have a party, do fun stuff and you sabotage the fun by bringing work. Not classy, guys." Still, she flashed them her most charming grin. It never hurt.
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"A little, we need to track down the kid who did the zapping first," Harry explained.
Luckily he was saved from any further awkwardness by Catty's arrival. Of course, that also meant he'd been busted. Grinning sheepishly, he joked, "Of course not, this is a list of possible dance partners. I like to be organized."
He supposed he should have expected his project to be a beacon of ridicule, and sighed helplessly as Lucy plopped down next to him. "Look, I'm putting the work away. See," he held it up dramatically, "Putting it away."
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"Just...relaxing, I didn't realize that was a crime," Jaina mumbled, knowing that the quiet wasn't going to last very long. She looked across to Lucy, grinning back at her, "When have I ever been classy?"
She then looked at Harry, realizing that she may have finally found a kindred spirit in this, "Has she been bothering you too?" She asked, but for once there was humor in her eyes as she looked over at Catty.
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She clicked her tongue at Harry, sighing at him. "A list of dance partners? Would I happen to be on it?" She grinned as she teased him, moving to sit on the arm of his chair.
Her attention was diverted to Jaina, and she would have felt insulted if not for the glint in her eyes that was not exasperation. "I don't bother. Much."
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"There might have been one time," Lucy replied with a casual shrug, tipping back a little. She thought about, leaning back against the chair and made an expression of exaggerated thought. "Wait. I'm thinking of a different quidditch spaz. My bad."
Her grin returned and she laughed into her bottle. "She's pretty much stalking everyone, what I heard."
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