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[armandramsden]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Books Of Mystery' / Wednesday, 19 October / 8:00 pm
Location: Slytherin Commons
Open To: Ana
Currently Involving: Army

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[anastacia_f]

"Terribly..." Ana agreed as they slipped inside to the common room. It appeared empty as the older students were probably still talking and snogging amongst themselves and the younger ones were probably being diligent *snicker* with their homework assignments. That reminded Ana. Maybe she could copy the answers off Romey, whenever she could find the girl.

"Blah blah blah about the mystery books." She said as she sat down on one of the plush couches. "What's so special about them? They don't do anything."

"The only good thing is that rain finally let up today." She sighed, glancing at the clear night sky beyond the windows. "But it's still muddy and gross outside."

"I am so bored." She looked at Army. "We need to do something."

[anastacia_f]

"Oh, that's good." Ana nodded along. If Duane liked doing the dirty work, he'd be taking more of the risk of being caught... shifting blame off her and her dear cousin. Because really, who would suspect such innocent, prim and proper children as themselves? "I would invite Romey... but I can never seem to find the girl."

She giggled again at Armand's take on picture perfect fairy tales. Those kinds of romances were for kitchen maids and apparently love-sick teenagers. She brushed the hair off her shoulder and smiled. "I wonder how far we can push them... until one of them actually does turn violent."

"Naturally, that goes without saying." She winked. "But, sorry, Army, I hope my parents win your summer castle because I'd hate to lose our winter palace in Paris."

[armandramsden]

Right. Romey. "Hm. Where is that girl? She's usually with us all day, and considering how we all have common classes together, I don't see how she could avoid us." Unless she was skipping to play. How rude, not to invite the two of them as well.

"As long as we don't get caught, I'm sure we can go far. You know those teenagers these days, it's all about love and who dates who." Again, Armand rolled his eyes, he sure hoped he would never become that pathetic an adult.

Ah, competition. He smirked a little, "Ah, but I would still invite you over to the Paris once the Ramsdens wins."

[anastacia_f]

"She was with me in Herbology." Ana shrugged, though she raised an eyebrow at Armand, silently questioning where he had been during class. "But afterwards, she disappeared. Probably frustrated with the fact that her fig plant didn't turn out the way she would've liked."

"How do you propose we start the rumor mill?" She grinned. "Whisper it to one of the older Slytherins? Leave a forged note lying around somewhere?"

She giggled a bit at his confidence. "Knowing our parents, they probably figured it would stay in the family either way."

[armandramsden]

"She was worrying over a plant?" Armand wrinkled his nose. Herbology was a little too close to do housework sometimes, theory was fine and easy but the actually digging puss out from blah plant and playing in the dirt and manure-made fertilizer? No.

"A note." Armand nodded, "If we whisper then it would be easily traced back to us, a note however, if we disguise the writing..."

He dimpled, "Well, between summer and winter, we pretty much stay at each others."

[anastacia_f]

Again, Ana shrugged. "She hates Herbology with a passion, the poor thing. But she still wants to do well." She giggled thinking about Romey's sarcastic remarks to the professor. "Though I'm pretty sure she didn't win Professor Murphy's seal of approval with her questions."

Thank goodness for gloves, and the fact that she was bored out of her mind, or Ana would probably have skipped class as well.

"Shall we leave the note in the Great Hall then?" She grinned mischievously.

"It does give the servants a bit of time to recuperate from our little... adventures." She winked.

[armandramsden]

"How many more years until we can drop all these mundane courses again?" Armand preferred learning on his own terms and in his own ways. Being told what to do and assigned work from a grubby professor wasn't something he enjoyed. Especially if the professor didn't have his respect first.

"In the Great Hall. How about we write them on little pieces of paper and owl them to those that gossip the most? They would get the job done perfectly. And if we had some incriminating evidence as well, it would be perfect."

[anastacia_f]

((back to Soren on other thread ;).))

"I think a couple more years..." Ana appeared thoughtful. She had trouble remembering the confusing schedules. Definitely fifth year, they could drop courses to study for owls. Third year marked the beginning of electives, but could they drop others too? She'd have to ask Romey or maybe even Jeannie, as they seemed to have a better handle on things like that.

"That would be great. Little love notes from Jesse to Andra and from Andra to Jesse. And we could just make some incriminating evidence." She grinned. "Do you remember Ari, that Gryffindor who introduced herself to us last year? I've heard she's the girl to go to. Also, Kat... I think she's from Hufflepuff. She likes to be 'in the know'."

[armandramsden]

"Hm." A couple of more years with the stupid classes, with the stupid people, and the stupid professors. Armand sighed and choose not to comment on it anymore. Sometimes, he wondered why he couldn’t have been home schooled. That was how they taught him for the last few years, no? Though, he had to admit, he didn’t like many of the governesses and there were many changes.

He glanced at Ana and gave her a cute grin, “You’re very good at this! Arisu definitely talks too much, I haven’t heard much about this Kat, but we can definitely use her too.” He stood from the couch and smoothed down his robes.

Nodded towards the dorms, “Want to start now?”

ooc; You want to end with the next posey? :D

[anastacia_f]

Ana flattered Armand with a pretty smile, as she stood and straightened her own robes. She brushed the hair off her shoulders and nodded. "Of course... it's always good to know the who of the students."

"Sure." A glint caught her eye, and her grin grew. "They won't know what hit them."

And she followed Armand up the steps, to put their plans into motion.

((okay ^_^ - closed.))