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Down the main staircase in the Entrance Hall and to the left lie the dungeons of Hogwarts. In order to reach the various classrooms down here and the Slytherin Common Room, you have to make your way through the creepy, dark, green-tinged dungeon corridors... beware of cobwebs and mold growing in the corners...
Contrary to how she used to go say hello to her friends from the other houses at the feast, Gwendolyn realized that this year she had spent most of the time at the Ravenclaw house table. Blame the Gryffindor for that. Heh. So anyway, she was making her way along the dungeon corridor, hoping that she would see Nora around. Nora, her partner in crime. Hmm. Or Cassia. Yes, she had to be around too.
Hmm.
But anyway- after taking a couple more steps, Gwen thought it was kind of pointless to keep hanging around the dungeons. What were the chances that she would see exactly the two people she was looking for now? Slim to none.
Ehhh.
So should she go back? The seventh year glimpsed at the part of the corridor where she had been walking a few moments ago and eventually turned around, ready to head back.
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Contrary to how she used to go say hello to her friends from the other houses at the feast, Gwendolyn realized that this year she had spent most of the time at the Ravenclaw house table. Blame the Gryffindor for that. Heh. So anyway, she was making her way along the dungeon corridor, hoping that she would see Nora around. Nora, her partner in crime. Hmm. Or Cassia. Yes, she had to be around too.
Hmm.
But anyway- after taking a couple more steps, Gwen thought it was kind of pointless to keep hanging around the dungeons. What were the chances that she would see exactly the two people she was looking for now? Slim to none.
Ehhh.
So should she go back? The seventh year glimpsed at the part of the corridor where she had been walking a few moments ago and eventually turned around, ready to head back.
She had been walking.....just walking. Taking herself a tour in Hogwarts. Almost every place this year seemed to lack the magic her parents had mentioned. This year...something was seriously wrong. Putting the ill-feeling aside, she walked across the length of the dungeon corridor.
This was by far... oh no, it doesn't get that credit. Not yet. She just liked potions and so this part of the castle was qualified for the spot competition.
Heh. Wait till dad hears what I learnt in potions.
She was hoping to get some good classes. She was about to move towards the potions classroom, just to have a look, when she remembered about the not-so-friendly potions master. A woman, they said.
Not very good at....
WHAM!
And she just...fell. Just like that. She rubbed her hands and looked up at the source of the disruption. Her eyes narrowed. "YOU?" It wasn't exactly a question. She'd seen that girl before... "What're you called? Green? Blue?" And she'd forgotten already.
"You don't really use you're eyes don't you?" she asked, somewhat smug. So good coming from a Claw.
She had been walking.....just walking. Taking herself a tour in Hogwarts. Almost every place this year seemed to lack the magic her parents had mentioned. This year...something was seriously wrong. Putting the ill-feeling aside, she walked across the length of the dungeon corridor.
This was by far... oh no, it doesn't get that credit. Not yet. She just liked potions and so this part of the castle was qualified for the spot competition.
Heh. Wait till dad hears what I learnt in potions.
She was hoping to get some good classes. She was about to move towards the potions classroom, just to have a look, when she remembered about the not-so-friendly potions master. A woman, they said.
Not very good at....
WHAM!
And she just...fell. Just like that. She rubbed her hands and looked up at the source of the disruption. Her eyes narrowed. "YOU?" It wasn't exactly a question. She'd seen that girl before... "What're you called? Green? Blue?" And she'd forgotten already.
"You don't really use you're eyes don't you?" she asked, somewhat smug. So good coming from a Claw.
Erm.
Alright. She really should be heading back. The creepy dungeons were not the best place to hang around anyway. The seventh year turned around and started taking a few steps when…
. . .
Someone just bumped into her, making Gwen lose her balance. Gahh. She was generally a clumsy person, and keeping her balance wasn’t a thing she was particularly good at. So she fell. Wonderful. This day is just wonderful, she thought.
Tsk. Tsk.
People standing in her way.
It was clearly not her fault. Gwen stood up and brushed the dust off and then heard the other person say something. You? ‘Me’, she said rather coldly. Her eyes darted back to the other student. She was a bit annoyed that the girl was not paying attention to where she was going but ehh. She could just drop it and try not to be mean. She took another step and offered her hand to help the girl get up. Pft. Gwendolyn Greene being nice.
She had recognized the girl. Amara. Though the younger student didn’t seem to remember her name. Green. That was pretty close. Since her last name was Greene… But seriously- BLUE? She just wanted to roll her eyes. ‘Actually, it’s Gwen’, she said curtly.
Fine. She was done hanging around the dungeon. Just as she was ready to leave, she heard Amara say something. Don’t really use your eyes? Ajgdfcevfn. What was that?!?
STARE.
Still, a debate here with a firstie was not Gwen’s plan for the day. Not at all. Keeping calm, she just started making her way along the corridor. ‘Pay attention where you are walking next time’, she added. Nice piece of advice?
As she walked through the dank dungeon corridors on her way to Potions, Tora's mind drifted to other classes. She still had a little bit of Astronomy homework to finish up and so she was still lugging around the blue vacuum on her back (in the pillowcase- sling). She had walked a looonnngg way from the Ravenclaw common room just then and so with a big sigh pretty much dumped all her things on the floor to the side of the corridor.
She massaged her shoulders and looked around. It was pretty dirty here too... though it was a dungeon. Well, no place better than here she thought as she pulled the vacuum out of its sling and tapped it with her wand. "Vacavus" she said and the vacuum started up. She methodically zoomed it up and down the walls, careful not to make any more loud sound effects as they would echo in the dungeon. Eventually the spell wore off and the vacuum shut off. Well that was a slight annoyance. But no matter! "Vacavus!" Tora said a bit more forcefully this time. She hoisted all her things on her back and continued down the corridor vacuuming away until she had cleaned an entire stretch of corridor. Tada!
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Erm.
Alright. She really should be heading back. The creepy dungeons were not the best place to hang around anyway. The seventh year turned around and started taking a few steps when…
. . .
Someone just bumped into her, making Gwen lose her balance. Gahh. She was generally a clumsy person, and keeping her balance wasn’t a thing she was particularly good at. So she fell. Wonderful. This day is just wonderful, she thought.
Tsk. Tsk.
People standing in her way.
It was clearly not her fault. Gwen stood up and brushed the dust off and then heard the other person say something. You? ‘Me’, she said rather coldly. Her eyes darted back to the other student. She was a bit annoyed that the girl was not paying attention to where she was going but ehh. She could just drop it and try not to be mean. She took another step and offered her hand to help the girl get up. Pft. Gwendolyn Greene being nice.
She had recognized the girl. Amara. Though the younger student didn’t seem to remember her name. Green. That was pretty close. Since her last name was Greene… But seriously- BLUE? She just wanted to roll her eyes. ‘Actually, it’s Gwen’, she said curtly.
Fine. She was done hanging around the dungeon. Just as she was ready to leave, she heard Amara say something. Don’t really use your eyes? Ajgdfcevfn. What was that?!?
STARE.
Still, a debate here with a firstie was not Gwen’s plan for the day. Not at all. Keeping calm, she just started making her way along the corridor. ‘Pay attention where you are walking next time’, she added. Nice piece of advice?
Ah...Gwen. Well she did have that one coming as next bet. Bah. She looked at the extended hand. Hm, she could just use some help. Yes, yes, she could. Amara looked at the girl in her eye and then took her hand, a bit reluctantly. She got up, steadied herself and dusted her hands.
Where?
"Where?" she repeated. "Why...is the dungeons so bad?" Really.
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Oh boy was he tired now. Perhaps walking all the way from the seventh floor to the dungeons had not been the best of ideas. Opps. Oh well. He was nearly at his common room now. He just had to suck one last bit of dust, and he was done with the homework. Thank Merlin, because he really could do with a nap now. Though, the common room probably wasn't the best for that right now. Oh well. He really needed that nap, so he didn't exactly care where he fell asleep. Wandering along the corridor, he figured he may as well do a little cleaning here. The dungeons needed to be nice and clean, because the slytherins were the best and had to live in the clean area. Popping his vacuum down, he tapped his wand against it, muttering "Vacavus." It puffed into life, and that was something Clement was glad of. He couldn't deal with it not working.
Mooching forward a little, he vacuumed a little, sucking the dust into the vacuum. It really was dusty down here, someone really needed to come clean, and not him because it wasn't his job. Oh not at all. Finally, after a few minutes, he decided he'd had enough, and headed to the common room. Finally time to have a nap.
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Time was almost up and Ella still needed one more ingredient. She was mildly panicking as she paced in the dungeon corridor. That was until she realized that one ingredient could be easily produced with her wand. Oh! And she had the cup she'd been assigned in her bag right now! THANK GOODNESS!
The blonde quickly fished around inside of said bag and pulled out her cup, carefully pointing her wand at in and saying, "Aguamenti!" She bit her lip as it filled, feeling the seconds ticking away. When she'd finished, she quickly stopped the flow and hurried to the classroom.
Ah...Gwen. Well she did have that one coming as next bet. Bah. She looked at the extended hand. Hm, she could just use some help. Yes, yes, she could. Amara looked at the girl in her eye and then took her hand, a bit reluctantly. She got up, steadied herself and dusted her hands.
Where?
"Where?" she repeated. "Why...is the dungeons so bad?" Really.
Gwen was about to start walking away and head back to the Common Room. Mehh. It had been kind of pointless to come all the way from the seventh floor to the dungeons, in the hope that she would see Nora. Though, she got distracted when she heard Amara say something.
Huh?
‘What?’
Was the dungeon that bad?! Actually… with that ‘pay attention where you are walking’, Gwen just wanted to say ‘STAY OUT OF MY WAY NEXT TIME, ALRIGHT ?!’ Tsk. Tsk. ‘Does it look like a great place to you?’, she said and raised an eyebrow. Creepy dungeons. ‘What are you doing here, anyway?’
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Gwen was about to start walking away and head back to the Common Room. Mehh. It had been kind of pointless to come all the way from the seventh floor to the dungeons, in the hope that she would see Nora. Though, she got distracted when she heard Amara say something.
Huh?
‘What?’
Was the dungeon that bad?! Actually… with that ‘pay attention where you are walking’, Gwen just wanted to say ‘STAY OUT OF MY WAY NEXT TIME, ALRIGHT ?!’ Tsk. Tsk. ‘Does it look like a great place to you?’, she said and raised an eyebrow. Creepy dungeons. ‘What are you doing here, anyway?’
She didn't like the way the girl always raised an eyebrow at her. Infact she didn't like if anyone did that at her. But it seemed that people ALWAYS raised a suspiciously eyebrow at her. Their bad.
Great place? "Yep" she said, nodding. OH, raised eyebrows and Claw, she might as well explain it a bit. "Uh..I like the dungeons.. oh no, potions actually. I love potions" Alright? Not upto any bad. "My dad is a potionist..." That's more than explanation, right? "I know the potions store is somewhere here, thought I could sneak in" Hehe.
Haruka went down to the dungeons for her final potions ingredient. Dungeons usually have spiders, right? A Hogwarts dungeon wouldn't be any different. She walked along the walls until she saw a spider. She quickly pulled out a jar and coaxed the spider into it. She covered the jar with a piece of cloth and popped small holes into it. 4 out of 4! With just a few minutes left, she hurried off to the Potions' classroom.
Fiiiiive minutes let, or so her watch told her, which meant a bit of a mad dash for the last ingredient. She certainly did not want to be late for Lafay's class. The thought was rather terrifing. Her moth wings, lavender and yellow-y potato gnome saliva were safely tucked in her pockets. She grabbed a vile from her open bag, still jogging before slowing to a stop, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet, desperately looking around for something that she could claim was an ingredient.
What had she thought about earlier?
Slime on the wall?
The fourth year grimaced as once more she knelt down, her robes gathering dust and another dry brown residue she didn't want to think about. The Eaglette gingerly scraped the vile along the mold before wrapping it in some tissue she'd had stuffed up her sleeve.
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Last one. West was heading back to the potions classroom pretty sure that he'd find something on the way and then he stopped in his tracks. Of course. He had something right with him. West reached into his pocket where a few butterscotch candies were, and eyed them, holding them up to the light. Yes. Perfect. Butterscotch was a good one and probably not all that many people would bring some back huh?
He popped one in his mouth and spent a bit of time just eating it as he slowly made his way back, another wrapped one in his pocket and ready to present up as an ingredient for Lafay.
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She didn't like the way the girl always raised an eyebrow at her. Infact she didn't like if anyone did that at her. But it seemed that people ALWAYS raised a suspiciously eyebrow at her. Their bad.
Great place? "Yep" she said, nodding. OH, raised eyebrows and Claw, she might as well explain it a bit. "Uh..I like the dungeons.. oh no, potions actually. I love potions" Alright? Not upto any bad. "My dad is a potionist..." That's more than explanation, right? "I know the potions store is somewhere here, thought I could sneak in" Hehe.
Regardless how unhelpful she had been at the train platform, Gwen decided that Amara was one of her favourite firsties. The Gryffindor was kind of mean, but mehhh. She didn’t even care. It was better being rude than all hyperactive, Gwen decided. Huh? What was Amara saying?
Hmm.
So the girl liked Potions. Not bad. ‘My favourite subject’, the Ravenclaw said simply. Hmm. Now about the storeroom. Somewhere around here? ‘Close to the classroom, but I doubt it’s a good idea to go there’ Without asking permission from Professor Lafay, that is. And sneaking in? Yeah. Like that wouldn’t be obvious.
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Regardless how unhelpful she had been at the train platform, Gwen decided that Amara was one of her favourite firsties. The Gryffindor was kind of mean, but mehhh. She didn’t even care. It was better being rude than all hyperactive, Gwen decided. Huh? What was Amara saying?
Hmm.
So the girl liked Potions. Not bad. ‘My favourite subject’, the Ravenclaw said simply. Hmm. Now about the storeroom. Somewhere around here? ‘Close to the classroom, but I doubt it’s a good idea to go there’ Without asking permission from Professor Lafay, that is. And sneaking in? Yeah. Like that wouldn’t be obvious.
The senior girl had an out of world expression. She was staring....at her? Behind her? Reflecting? Is there something on my face? Before she could ask what was wrong, the girl came back on track.
Favourite subject? Now she got Amara's limited edition grin. And respect. GRIN. "OW, that's cool" she said, taking a slight interest in her immediately. "Why do you like it?" she asked. Yes, she had to know the reason. One likes potions, they have to have a concrete reason.
Bad idea? "HUH? Why? Do they have explosive potions ready to burst the moment people open the door?" Now that was a good reason why people shouldn't sneak into the storeroom. Nothing else would stop her. She was a brave lion. WAIT. WHAT? Brave lion? Since when did she start harboring feelings for lion-kind? The fact disturbed her a bit. Just a bit.
The senior girl had an out of world expression. She was staring....at her? Behind her? Reflecting? Is there something on my face? Before she could ask what was wrong, the girl came back on track.
Favourite subject? Now she got Amara's limited edition grin. And respect. GRIN. "OW, that's cool" she said, taking a slight interest in her immediately. "Why do you like it?" she asked. Yes, she had to know the reason. One likes potions, they have to have a concrete reason.
Bad idea? "HUH? Why? Do they have explosive potions ready to burst the moment people open the door?" Now that was a good reason why people shouldn't sneak into the storeroom. Nothing else would stop her. She was a brave lion. WAIT. WHAT? Brave lion? Since when did she start harboring feelings for lion-kind? The fact disturbed her a bit. Just a bit.
Hmm. Gwen only now realized how much she had in common with the Gryffindor. Yes, Amara.
Was rude? Check.
Could have been a Slytherin? Check.
Her favourite subject was Potions? Check.
There were enough reasons why Gwen appreciated the younger student. And yes, it reminded her a lot of herself when she had been a firstie. Heh. But anyway- Back to the Potions thing. ‘I think it’s just fascinating how you can create something out of a few ingredients’ Something- some potion that can have various uses: improve memory, heal wounds and so on. In other words, she found the subject just fascinating. ‘How about you?’
She then heard what Amara said about the storeroom. Hmm. Explosive potions? ‘No’ Pause. ‘Worse than explosive potions’ Potion ready to burst? No. Professor ready to burst? Yes.
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Hmm. Gwen only now realized how much she had in common with the Gryffindor. Yes, Amara.
Was rude? Check.
Could have been a Slytherin? Check.
Her favourite subject was Potions? Check.
There were enough reasons why Gwen appreciated the younger student. And yes, it reminded her a lot of herself when she had been a firstie. Heh. But anyway- Back to the Potions thing. ‘I think it’s just fascinating how you can create something out of a few ingredients’ Something- some potion that can have various uses: improve memory, heal wounds and so on. In other words, she found the subject just fascinating. ‘How about you?’
She then heard what Amara said about the storeroom. Hmm. Explosive potions? ‘No’ Pause. ‘Worse than explosive potions’ Potion ready to burst? No. Professor ready to burst? Yes.
OKAY, reason enough. The girl gave a her a much wider smile. Good, because the older girl seemed to appreciate potions genuinely. How about me? "Well, not anyone can just make a potion.." And that sorts out the incompetent ones. "..the subtle art..and the work being put in" It's not just waving the wand and say some funny words.
"BALONEY" And she was roused. Nothing can be worse than explosive potions. "You've never seen potion explosions?" she asked the older girl. Well, not everyone was blessed with the chance......and disaster. Is my head throbbing now?
OKAY, reason enough. The girl gave a her a much wider smile. Good, because the older girl seemed to appreciate potions genuinely. How about me? "Well, not anyone can just make a potion.." And that sorts out the incompetent ones. "..the subtle art..and the work being put in" It's not just waving the wand and say some funny words.
"BALONEY" And she was roused. Nothing can be worse than explosive potions. "You've never seen potion explosions?" she asked the older girl. Well, not everyone was blessed with the chance......and disaster. Is my head throbbing now?
‘Exactly’, she grinned at the first year after having listened to what she was saying about Potions. Not bad, Amara. Not bad. Gwendolyn started taking a couple of steps, but she turned back to the younger student, who mentioned something else about exploding potions.
Seen potions explode? ‘I did, actually’, Gwen said calmly. ‘Not big explosions, but still... it sometimes happens for someone to make a mistake while brewing a potion in class...’ So yes, she had seen a potion explode. Not one that would spill the content of a cauldron in the entire classroom but still... People who forgot to clean the cauldron and utensils generally ended up having a potion ruined.
And now this talk about potions which could explode made her remember one certain Gryffindor who had mentioned this in the previous class and annoyed Lafay. Heh. That Gryffindor...
‘But anyway’, she trailed off. ‘There are other things you should see around the castle’ Not just the potions storeroom. Even though the subject was fascinating, Gwen had to admit- there were other places around Hogwarts far more interesting. And Amara should consider that.
Rhodes could not believe it. She had always been told not to play with fire because it could burn her eyebrows right off her face, but she never thought it could actually happen. There were a lot of other things on her face that she thought would be burned off first. Like her nose. Or her chin. Or even her mouth. But her eyebrows!? Michael was just so lucky she would need two hands to strangle him with. She was not about to take them off her forehead and let everyone see her eyebrowless!
At least he seemed to be somewhat concerned about her. Not that she was going to thank him or anything, since he was the one who did it to her. Although, if she would've thanked him, she would've taken it right back once he spoke. Rhodes pushed herself off the floor, as graciously as she could without using her arms, and leaning up against the workstation to catch her balance, she glaaaaared at him. Her foot came out as soon as she was steady enough and she kicked him, as hard as she possibly could in the knee. That was also paybacks for him kicking her in the shin. Which still hurt!
"I am not being a drama queen!" No siree, she was not! "And it did so touch me, I'll show you." But not in the classroom. She draped one arm over her forehead and picking up her wand from off the table, she threw it into her pocket before grabbing Michael by the shirt and dragging him out of the classroom. Hopefully he grabbed his stuff on the way out.
Not that she cared..
Yeah that kick to the knee, hurt. A lot. Michael had to bite back the howl of pain that was about to come out of his mouth. He was not going to give Rhodes the satisfaction of knowing that she had hurt him.
And she was being a drama queen. He didn't care how much she tried to deny it. She was still standing, wasn't she? There were no visible burn marks, were there? No! So Michael couldn't see what the problem was.
Apparently though he was about to find out.
He was going to blame the fact that she had taken him by surprise and that his knee was so sore, that she was able to drag him out of the classroom by his shirt no less. Of course he didn't go without a lot of complaining.
"Rhodes let go." He tried to swat at her hand. "You're wrinkling my shirt." Not that he cared. "I can walk by myself." The moment they exited the classroom and were in the corridor, Michael finally pushed her hand away from him and attempted to straighten his shirt.
"You are a psycho." Did she know that? Probably why she didn't have any friends. "So what's your problem?" Besides the obvious.
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Yeah that kick to the knee, hurt. A lot. Michael had to bite back the howl of pain that was about to come out of his mouth. He was not going to give Rhodes the satisfaction of knowing that she had hurt him.
And she was being a drama queen. He didn't care how much she tried to deny it. She was still standing, wasn't she? There were no visible burn marks, were there? No! So Michael couldn't see what the problem was.
Apparently though he was about to find out.
He was going to blame the fact that she had taken him by surprise and that his knee was so sore, that she was able to drag him out of the classroom by his shirt no less. Of course he didn't go without a lot of complaining.
"Rhodes let go." He tried to swat at her hand. "You're wrinkling my shirt." Not that he cared. "I can walk by myself." The moment they exited the classroom and were in the corridor, Michael finally pushed her hand away from him and attempted to straighten his shirt.
"You are a psycho." Did she know that? Probably why she didn't have any friends. "So what's your problem?" Besides the obvious.
Oh, for the love of Merlin, did he ever shut up?
Rhodes was already, ALREADY regretting pulling Michael out of the classroom. And if it wasn't for the fact that she was going to make him fix her eyebrows, or the eyebrows she didn't have anymore, she would have pushed him right back in there! That would be the very last time she ever partnered up with him to do homework. Or work in general. She was so much better by herself. Hmph.
"Stop complaining." She wasn't even hurting him. "And believe me, your shirt looks so much better with the wrinkles." She balled her fist around the fabric a little tighter, just to wrinkle it even more, all while keeping her arm draped over her face. She almost walked into the wall a few times, but luckily, she made it out of the classroom and into the hallway without any trouble. Until, of course, Michael pushed her away from him.
Her nose was already turned up, a habit that only seemed to get worse ever since meeting the Gryffindor, and she started walking away from him down the hall. She ignored his psycho comment, since everyone was entitled to their own opinion, but she could not believe he asked that question. THAT question. That question that was so obvious thanks to her ARM being DRAPED over her FACE. Rhodes took a few deep, calming breaths before turning back to Michael. Slowly, very slowly, she moved her arm off of him.
"My problem is that.. I have no eyebrows.." Merlin help him if he laughed..
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Rhodes was already, ALREADY regretting pulling Michael out of the classroom. And if it wasn't for the fact that she was going to make him fix her eyebrows, or the eyebrows she didn't have anymore, she would have pushed him right back in there! That would be the very last time she ever partnered up with him to do homework. Or work in general. She was so much better by herself. Hmph.
"Stop complaining." She wasn't even hurting him. "And believe me, your shirt looks so much better with the wrinkles." She balled her fist around the fabric a little tighter, just to wrinkle it even more, all while keeping her arm draped over her face. She almost walked into the wall a few times, but luckily, she made it out of the classroom and into the hallway without any trouble. Until, of course, Michael pushed her away from him.
Her nose was already turned up, a habit that only seemed to get worse ever since meeting the Gryffindor, and she started walking away from him down the hall. She ignored his psycho comment, since everyone was entitled to their own opinion, but she could not believe he asked that question. THAT question. That question that was so obvious thanks to her ARM being DRAPED over her FACE. Rhodes took a few deep, calming breaths before turning back to Michael. Slowly, very slowly, she moved her arm off of him.
"My problem is that.. I have no eyebrows.." Merlin help him if he laughed..
NEVER in a million years he would he admit this to Rhodes or to anyone for that matter, but Michael had the uncomfortable feeling that he had met his match in Rhodes Merivel. And he was rather glad that she was walking away from him.
She really was a psycho.
Unfortunately his relief was short lived as the girl turned back around and began walking toward him again. Michael showed no fear, because he wasn't scared of her in anyway, but a burst of pain shot through his knee in protest, as if to warn him not to get into anything with her.
Those thoughts went flying out the window, however when she lowered her arm and stated what her problem was. Michael's gaze immediately went to her forehead and the space where her eyebrows had previously been. He bit on his bottom lip quickly, but the shaking of his shoulders were sure to give him away.
SHE HAD NO EYEBROWS!!
"Well." Snicker. "Let me just say." Snicker, snicker. "That you look better without them." And then he totally lost it and he threw his head back and let out a very loud laugh.
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Caterina had almost forgotten to take off her glasses before leaving her dorm. She'd been wearing them more frequently lately but that did not mean she wanted to wear them on her date with Mo Titus.
Since it had finally started to become warmer outside (when there weren't any dementors around) she had even picked out a cute blue dress. After she exited her common room, she lingered in the corridor, careful not to get too close to the wall so as not to get her dress messy. Cat waited and hoped that Mo remembered to put a bow tie on Titus because she REALLY wanted to see that.
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Caterina had almost forgotten to take off her glasses before leaving her dorm. She'd been wearing them more frequently lately but that did not mean she wanted to wear them on her date with Mo Titus.
Since it had finally started to become warmer outside (when there weren't any dementors around) she had even picked out a cute blue dress. After she exited her common room, she lingered in the corridor, careful not to get too close to the wall so as not to get her dress messy. Cat waited and hoped that Mo remembered to put a bow tie on Titus because she REALLY wanted to see that.
Mo and Titus wore matching bow ties, actually. Mo looked dapper in his, while Titus just looked squirmy and uncomfortable. At least Mo hadn't put shoes or a cape on Titus this time, which maybe was a sign that he was respecting Titus's life choices or something.
He paused in the corridor just down from Cat and took her in with that Mo!solemn face he wore so well. She looked pretty. She always looked pretty, but today she looked pretty just for him, which was a nice way to feel. He mattered to someone, and someone mattered to him. It was extra nice.
"Cupcake." Mo closed the gap between himself and his Titus' date. Holding up Titus, who was trying to nibble the purple lilies tied to his back, Mo just grinned. "Titus brought you a gift."
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Mo and Titus wore matching bow ties, actually. Mo looked dapper in his, while Titus just looked squirmy and uncomfortable. At least Mo hadn't put shoes or a cape on Titus this time, which maybe was a sign that he was respecting Titus's life choices or something.
He paused in the corridor just down from Cat and took her in with that Mo!solemn face he wore so well. She looked pretty. She always looked pretty, but today she looked pretty just for him, which was a nice way to feel. He mattered to someone, and someone mattered to him. It was extra nice.
"Cupcake." Mo closed the gap between himself and his Titus' date. Holding up Titus, who was trying to nibble the purple lilies tied to his back, Mo just grinned. "Titus brought you a gift."
She'd almost forgotten not to lean on the wall, but remembered again just in time. Despite best Slytherin efforts, dungeons were not the cleanest place in the castle and she supposed that was to be expected. Cat immediately grinned when Mo and Titus appeared wearing matching bow ties. She turned to face them both and reached out a hand to give Titus a nice scratch and adjust his bow tie. He looked soooo cuuuuuuute.
So cute, in fact, that there was giggling happening. "You two look very nice." She smiled even more when she saw flowers. Purple flowers. Purple lilies. Titus was a good rememberer. "Thank you, Titus. They're very pretty." She took the flowers from the rabbit and kissed him square between his ears.
"What a good chaperone you are." She added to Mo. "I like your bow tie." Really, she did. Could he tell?
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She'd almost forgotten not to lean on the wall, but remembered again just in time. Despite best Slytherin efforts, dungeons were not the cleanest place in the castle and she supposed that was to be expected. Cat immediately grinned when Mo and Titus appeared wearing matching bow ties. She turned to face them both and reached out a hand to give Titus a nice scratch and adjust his bow tie. He looked soooo cuuuuuuute.
So cute, in fact, that there was giggling happening. "You two look very nice." She smiled even more when she saw flowers. Purple flowers. Purple lilies. Titus was a good rememberer. "Thank you, Titus. They're very pretty." She took the flowers from the rabbit and kissed him square between his ears.
"What a good chaperone you are." She added to Mo. "I like your bow tie." Really, she did. Could he tell?
"Yeah?" Mo touched the bow tie self-consciously and smiled. He'd been sure that bow ties were cool and that he liked wearing them (normally), but nothing had seemed right when he got dressed earlier. He'd accidentally taken two showers in his distraction, and he'd almost worn suspenders. Which was pretty serious. SUSPENDERS.
"You look..." Oh, wait. First things first. Mo held Titus up to his ear and only flinched slightly when he received a nip to his ear lobe. "Titus says you look beautiful. I think that language is a little tired and would have gone with 'fantastic.' But whatever. It's his date."
Speaking of. Mo offered his non-Titus hand to Cat. "We have a plan. Do you want a coat if we're going outside?"
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