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[andyfraz]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'This is Rather Not Good'/Friday, September 29th/ 7.27pm
Location: Grounds
Open to: Brinley
Currently Involving: Andrew

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[brinley_watson]

Merlin bloody fuck, he had to get out of there. Had anyone suspected him, hopefully the point that he turned on heels and ran within inches of the Great Hall would show them that, by far, he had no desire to be in there. No desire to walk proudly about the place where the biggest mistake of his life had occurred. Yes, he regretted it. It by far didn't mean he was making any sort of drastic change to the good side, of course. It just meant that he hadn't the nads to do what he thought he could do.

He busted through the doors, near running until air hit him, at which point he bent over and pressed hands against his knees. Pretty, freshly-shined snakeskin boots on dirty stone. That's what he concentrated on. Not the Auror or Professor behind him, or even Andy on the stairs not even four feet ahead of him. He hadn't noticed a bit.

All he knew was that his damn mind was spinning and he needed a moment to let it calm down.

[andyfraz]

The doors to Hogwarts opened quickly with a loud creak and a drawn-out groan that caused Andy to almost shit himself. Oh God, it wasn't death eaters coming to attack was it

[brinley_watson]

Bloody hell! He nearly fell over the second the auror spoke, it caught him off-guard that badly. "Right," he replied, then immediately pulled himself back up only to come almost face-to-face with Andrew Frazer.

And there he stood. Staring.

Really, who in the world would leave a Slytherin and Gryffindor out on the steps together at a time like that anyway?! Well, it wasn't as if they were chunking daggers at one another or anything. But still! The last thing he needed was to be caught alone with Andrew. Wasn't like he'd kill him or anything (as apparently Brinley was too pansy), but there were words. Words that needed to be sharing.

He took a side step and ever-so-graciously motioned to the door. "Go on in," he said coldly and bitingly, though his voice was too quiet to be easily overheard. "Didn't you know? I'm apparently a murdererApparently he wasn't over that yet. Yes, Andrew Frazer was far from the top of his list. In fact, he was more like.. well, the bottom. The entire bottom. Everyone else would be

[andyfraz]

Andrew thought it would probably be too wussy if he begged the adults to stay, although he desperately wanted to. He absolutely couldn't be caught alone with Brinley, less because he suspected the older boy had been involved in a mass murder, more because of Illiad's threat. And them being left alone never ended well. Or maybe it ended too well, he wasn't quite sure.

He stared right back at Brinley, until the Professor and Auror were well out of earshot and the other boy finally spoke.

"Then please, after you, I'd hate to turn my back on a murderer. Might get stabbed in the back. Or worse," he whispered back. He moved in the same direction as Brinley, which at least blocked the people inside from seeing them. At least there was no chance for Illiad to see them and assume the worst.