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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom  Ah, there was Rorie, the girl with the pink hair who had caused so much FUSS last term. Caleb tried not to stare at her, but it was hard...after all, would she really be that surprised if he kept an eye on her? Did she really blame him? Sure enough, after no more than a few minutes, some tension seemed to break out between her and Dot - and of course Cutty was in the middle of it. Because Cutty.
But Caleb was relieved to see that the younger girl apologized and didn't seem to mean any harm by it. Trying not to glance at them too often, he looked back at his goblet of pumpkin juice and took a sip. Trying to stay cool and collected, while also keeping an eye on things - being a Prefect was a real ART form, you know.
Anyways, back to Dot...
"Sir? Geez, way to make me feel old," Caleb said with a chuckle, shaking his head. SIR was his father. Well, ok, Caleb was ALSO his father...but you know. Caleb was sixteen. Not a sir.
"Anyways, have a good summer, Dot? Since you stayed out of trouble and all," he added with a polite smile. This summer had been AWESOME for him, so he assumed everyone ELSE had a great summer too.
Once he'd made sure that Rorie and Dot weren't going to kill each other, he turned his attention to Puck, his co-prefect who had decided to join them. AHA! SO IT WAS CUTTY!
"What loonie guy wants to impersonate a GIRL?" he joked with a jesting grin at the Gryffindor prefect before turning to Cutty and feigning a head shake of disappointment. "Why am I friends with you again?" he asked his dorm mate.
Seriously. He questioned it on a daily basis.
But back to serious stuff..."Nah, I wouldn't narc on ya," he assured his friend softly with a shrug. "I mean, unless you murdered someone and tried to pin it on Puck. No harm no foul, yeah?" he added with a sly grin. Caleb hadn't really done ANYTHING bad during his time at Hogwarts, if they found out he let a Polyjuice convict slip past him - and not do ANYTHING bad, really - how mad would they get? Seriously? Not mad, he was guessing.
Oh, Adi was talking to him...about OWLs. Gross. But Caleb had expected these convos to pop up...and he had determined (after a few angry runs around his neighborhood to let off steam) that he was DAMN PROUD of his results. Runes was stupid. No one needed it. That helped him feel at ease about the whole thing..."Pretty good, passed 11 of them! More than my dad ever did," he said with a grin. "You?" he asked. He was sure Adi did just as well, if not better. Hmm. He was curious to hear what everyone else had gotten on Runes. Had a lot of people failed? That would DEFINITELY make him feel better.
Speaking of OWLs...Caleb turned to Ethan and grinned. "No prob, mate! I know you had a rough one...good to hear you did well, though," he added with a genuine smile and a pat on the back. That was an accomplishment, it really was...being sick with dragon pox and then doing well on OWLs? Caleb wouldn't have been able to do it. He would have had to be committed to St. Mungos. "It was good, nice and relaxing...but yeah, not long enough to recover from those exams!"
Now to Kace, who seemed like he was definitely trying to NOT talk about graduation. Caleb didn't blame him. The thought of being an adult was just awful. "Nah, I can't imagine you'd want to sneak back in here, just to sneak into the kitchens. Food in the real world can't be THAT bad, right?" he joked.
"Yeah, I guess so - I just hope no one, you know..." he trailed off, his hand waving, hoping that Kace knew what he was implying (Death. He didn't want anyone to DIE) "...this term. That was a rough one," he said with a shrug. Seriously. His luck had been the WORST last term. Sure, not as bad as Greg's, but...it was HIS house, ya know?
Yeah, so just...no death please.
And finally...Grayson. Hehe. Caleb grinned. "Oh yes. Just HORRIBLE. Relaxing and letting off all that steam after OWLs. Bloody awful. So you looking forward to your la..." he trailed off, however, when Ruby finally made her way to the table - WAVES HELLO for you, Ruby - and...pulled a kitten out of her bag.
What.
First a Puck imposter on the train, now Ruby giving her boyfriend a kitten? He thought the Banner sister was supposed to be GOOD with boys - did she not know what a GIRLY gift a CAT was? He was surprised Grayson wasn't running for the hills. A girl giving a guy a LIVING thing was like...asking him to give her a ring and move into a flat above the Leaky with her. That was RESPONSIBILTY.
He was going to ask WHY Ruby was giving her a boyfriend a kitten, but...nope. He didn't care that much. He wasn't sure he wanted to know, honestly. He wasn't sure he wanted to know ANYTHING that was going on in his house this term. Everyone seemed to have gone loony over the summer.
Great impression they were making on the firsties, which, SPEAKING OF...
"Hey everyone! Welcome to Slytherin!" he called to the youngsters as they approached the table. We aren't all weirdos, I promise.
" Cause yer Slytherin and I know all yer secrets." Cutty joked when Caleb asked why they were friends. For real, though. Caleb and Cutty had been at that table the longest of any Slytherins currently at that school and slept in the same dorm for the past 6 years. If they knew nothing of each other it would mean effort was put towards that. " Oh, by the way yer talk in yer sleep." He added, in case people started thinking Caleb was the sort of boy who would confess to anything. The thought of Caleb confessing anything, even if DEAD WRONG, amused Cutty. Text Cut: Rorie Quote:
Originally Posted by Awarlesta Black Quite taken aback by the apology being given to her by Dot, Ror kept quiet for a few moments. In what seemed to be some sort of shock. Coming back, she cleared her throat and straightened herself up. "Understood and like Puck says, it wasn't sincere. It was...a joke, I suppose." Look, Cutty, look! She was being mature. The redhead had a point though. Ror did have the best hair in the house. Haaaairrr fliiiiipp. Peace handshakes all around.
Feeling much more like herself, instead of her gloomy, gross side, she finally looked up and around. Catching the eye of Caleb in doing so for a quick glimpse. "Wha's the matter, Prefect boy?" She toyed, drinking out of her goblet. "Afraid I'll do something horrible? Or have you just never seen a pretty girl before?" Rorie contained the smile fighting to be seen at the memory of that time Cutty tried to convince her to ask Caleb to be her fake boyfriend. Come on, Cutters, come on.
It was like Rorie was a lady or something. There she was, talking to Dot like a mature witch and misaddressing Caleb with a legitimate question. She could do this fake girlfriend stuff rather well. He imagined Rorie Hazelwood in a dress, a seagreen fishtailed taffeta number and long dark gloves. Her hair pinned up and matching the gown. His imagination then went on to paint her at a polished round table in the company of Bertie Crouch, Merlin, the owner of Sleakeazy Inc and James Bond each of which seemed totally captivated by the inaudible words that were coming from her glossy red lips. Text Cut: Brooklyn Quote:
Originally Posted by SilverTiger See, it was a kitten. Even Brooklyn could have told anyone that, not that she’d been inclined to say anything. She’d smuggled Tywin into feasts before, after all, so Ruby shouldn’t get in trouble. Hopefully not. More lectures were hardly what the third year wanted to deal with this early in term. A repeat of last opening feast was not going to be appreciated, but then, she also hardly cared what Grayson chose to name said kitten. Not that she’d been asked. She likely wouldn’t be, and that didn’t bother her. She could keep her awesome name choices for pets to herself. And she wasn’t going to be adopting any pet rocks either. It wasn’t necessary.
Her blue eyes had shifted from eyeing the Gryffindor next to her, still involved in the conversation with Rorie and Cutty about something or other to the arrival of the tiny blonde (Tabby). She’d remember that, and she gave the girl a nod. She might prove useful, but that remained to be seen. Just as whatever in the world was going on with half the people around her would get figured out eventually. Whenever she felt like spending the time.
Also known as whenever she wasn’t ignoring Adi, although those blue eyes had flickered over the Hufflepuff as she’d returned her attention to the group as a whole. That and the staff table, with the odd appearance of the tour guide guy from their trip to Loch Ness proving to be awfully intriguing. She didn’t feel like fighting more grindylows after all. At least he wasn’t trying to make any speeches. Oh, and Hady had arrived. Her fellow third year got a slight smile from her, but otherwise not a sound. It didn’t look like Hady wanted to talk anyway and there was always the dorms later.
Hmm, and both Cutty and Grayson had spoken to her. She tilted her head slightly at the shortening of her name done by Grayson, speculatively. Cutty’s use of her last name hardly bothered her after all, but the other was nearly the despised nickname. It wasn’t though, so she decided it was okay. “Aside from the field trip?,” she asked, in response to both older snakes’ question. Obviously they knew how that had went. “My sister got engaged.” Which she found about as exciting as watching paint dry. It was something, though. They could interpret it how they pleased.
Oh, and Ethan was giving her candy. It made up for the mistake during the field trip a little, and he got another smile as she accepted the packet. “Thank you.”
" Oh!" Cutty's mind raced with a number of concerns that your average thirteen-fourteen year old would not give two damns about. Like were they a good family? Do you hate him? You hate him don't you? And, what happened did he knock her up? But he went for the more civil route and asked, " Are you going to be getting new brothers and sisters? Or is he an lonely only?" She? Text Cut: Adi Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Adi could see the pride on Caleb's face. Who could blame him? Eleven OWLs was something to be VERY proud of. "That great! Erm, if you don't mind me asking but which one did you fail?'' Caleb had written all twelve OWLs, right? "I didn't do so bad. Got all twelve though I had expected to see one T on my result list.'' It had been a relief to pass them all.
"It's good to know my efforts are being appreciated,'' Adi replied with a smirk. Cutty Mordaunt was quite the fella, a reason why he was one of the coolest persons Adi knew. But back to sweet talks! Chocolate from Quebec! Nom Nom! Adi could go for those even if the snapping on the tongue sounded painful. LOL. "It's so touching that my opinion matters to you, Cutty.'' He feigned a sniffle and wiping away a tear from his eye. Anywayyy... "That sounds like a fair deal. I think it's a great idea just don't go giving too much credit, okay? You might end up having a difficult time getting your money.'' Adi knew all about the credit stuff. His dad did work in a bank after all.
The sixth year laughed. "No you're not. Your face has some worthy advice.'' Though he suspected Ruby would not care about the advice coming from Grayson's face. Ohh! A fist bump! These were as good as squishugs and hair ruffles. He folded his fingers of his left hand inwards to enthusiastically return the bump. "Planning anything cool for your final year?" Something awesome to go out with a bang, perhaps?
"You're welcome, Dot.'' Adi flopped back down on the bench. was food going to be here soon? The Head Minion was hungrrry. "Really?'' There was an interested look from Adi... and plus he was totally thrilled that she would go along with his idea. "Of course I promise! Who would disobey a direct order from the Queen?" As long as it did not involve him having to go into the Snake common room... not only because other students were not allowed there but he also did not think the Bloody Baron would take very kindly to that if the ghost was around at any of those particular moments.
"Cilla!'' Adi called out to his friend the second he saw her. "How are you?" Why was she looking so out of it? She was okay, riiiight? Concerned friend here. Also, there went Brooklyn ignoring him again though he did notice her look in his direction. But Agatha had arrived! "Hi, Ballerina wife!'' he mouthed as she sat down next to another guy.
" Tell me about it." Adi had a point and Cutty found it easy to agree with. It was actually something he'd considered before. For a long time. Hence his lack of snobbery when talking with the underclassmen. He had opportunities for them. If they were ambitious enough, that is. " I'm thinking of asking for collateral for some. Booht, not fer yer. I'll joost find yer and beat yer if yew owe me money. Joost joshin'! Yer credit's always good here." Text Cut: Kace Quote:
Originally Posted by Expecto-Penguin Kace nodded towards Cutty and he realized that he had been talking to Echo. He wondered if he knew her. I mean he must have because Echo was in the same house as him. He grinned when he said he knew Braedon. He snorted when he mentioned he was a wise man. "A wiseee man?" he asked again to clarify raising a skeptical eyebrow. That was something new. He never heard that before. "I don't think he is very wise might I add." he shrugged. "Also be on the look out for a new student coming here next year. He is my cousin coming possibly to the Slytherins."
Now his attention on Grayson. He laughed at his choice of words and that is how he would describe his summer too. "Well that sounds like a lot of fun. Where was my invite to the pool party?" he only joked of course. I mean he wouldn't miss out on a pool party and maybe he could have brought Emmy. "Yeahh not really. Just went to the Quidditch camp over the summer and that is about it. No traveling for me." Yeah traveling might happen this term. We shall see. "Who are you kidding?" he commented when he said it was freaky being a seventh year. "I mean I just remember meeting you and now we are graduating together brother." he motioned between them. "I thought you were a sixth year bro?" he asked just stating his thought. "It does feel nice man being on top of the school not gonna lie.." he laughed.
He heard Caleb's comment and he turned his head and grinned. "Yeah I mean muggle food isn't bad if the person prepares it correctly you know? I mean my grandma can make a mean meatloaf and turkey. They are great on sandwiches." he winked. Hopefully he knew what he was talking about. Aaahh last term yes. He remember quite vividly. "Yeah I know what you mean. That was a rough term and you lost someone from your house so it must be rough.." he frowned. I mean Gregorie was a great slytherin. He missed the little dude. "So you excited for the new term. I hear we have a new professor.." he said mentioning the new detail to the Slytherin prefect.
Kace could disagree all her wanted. Cutty would not take it personally, he KNEW in his mind that the sort of information contained within the walls of Braedon Gallagher's grey matter of was utter importance. Utter importance!
" Great Circe, Lecium! How many cousins do yer have?" He asked sounding as if he thought there was or should be a finite number. Text Cut: Hugh Quote:
Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Hugh might as well have been wearing a does-not-belong sign on his head and he did not mind that at all. Whatever kept the people at bay so that he could do his work in relative peace.
Cutty did not see the sign obviously.
Hugh flipped a page and tilted his head at a particularly graphic diagram, "Freud. He was a pioneer for the study of psychoanalysis and had a theory that..." The Slytherin trailed off and very earnestly (because he did not understand the concept of being malicious) added, "Nevermind, yo. Not something you would understand." Hardly Cutty's fault he was simple.
Hughbert was great. For a number of reasons not least of all the aforementioned tendency to bring laughter into the the lives of others. But then this. Cutty didn't know what to call it. Perhaps it was unsolicited identity assignment. It saved a brother from having to lie or pretend too hard. Cutty, and perhaps anyone else could simply walk right up to Hughbert and assume an identity.
POP! You're a simpleton!
The smile on Cutty's face for having realized this amusing little party trick of Hugh's looked silly and misplaced for the conversation thus far probably adding to the idea that he would not understand. " Maybe yer right.", he added nonetheless for good measure. Text Cut: Hugo Quote:
Originally Posted by WeasleyGirl There were too many people at the Slytherin table and not exactly people from his house, he didn't mind but he was hungry and crowds bothered him.
Hugo shook his head, "Nah. I couldn't even talk to her during the summer field trip" it was hard, really. "But I gotta talk to her this term because I think she is graduating" she needed to know who was the boy with the Wolverine mask at the masquerade party. "You are going to help me, don't know how yet, but I'll let you know" maybe Dante could help him to distract anyone who could be around Marigold. Something like that.
Oh well.
He greeted Cutty, "What's up?" and the next thing he asked him was a little bit weird. Hugo was puzzled, "Err yeah...very...interesting" he had no clue of what was Cutty talking about. So, first of all, "What is MOL?" Please, enlighten him with your knowledge. Hugo needed it.
Then, he spotted a new Slytherin. "Hey" and waved at the girl (Tabitha). He hated to be a firstie because everyone else already knew each other and he didn't.
" It's an abbreviation for stock in a wizarding business. It's short for Moldivate and Glints Limited." Cutty informed the boy with a smile. It was such a joy to be passing on information to the younger yeared folk. " They make potions." He added. Text Cut: Spotty Dotty Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin No one was reacting correctly, and it really really bugged Dot. Not that she wanted Puck (and Rorie) to be mad at her, but she didn't want her well-crafted ire to be laughed at. Why did people always laugh at her when she wanted to be taken seriously? It was ugh-inducing.
She sulked a little, although mention of her second place win (to Puck... ugh again?) did brighten her back up a bit. "You're not making much sense. You must take confusion classes from Cutty. But thank you, and also... you too. Your designs were really pretty."
As for her threatening Cutty, and it somehow being okay because they were friends... that wasn't anything like friendship in Dot's world. "You could dress in snakeskin head to toe, but you're a Gryffindor all the way to your cream-filled center. 'sides, you probably shouldn't threaten your friends." Because knowing Cutty and Rainbow Rorie, too many threats and they'd stop playing so nicely.
The prefect was talking to her, and based on how closely he'd watched her chat up Rorie and Puck, she'd PROBABLY have to be on good behavior. Dot turned her attention back to the older boy, eyeing him dubiously for all those big disarming grins he was bestowing. Suspicious.
"Sir is a sign of respect, not of age. I don't sir even every grandpa, but I sir you. So." So deal with it. "I had a good summer. I took dance classes with my Kyroh friend and my baby brother is learning to walk and I went swimming so much my hair turned GREEN for a bit and I got 18 new freckles. What did you do?" It probably wasn't as good at hers, but hopefully it was interesting.
"Oh, a joke?" Dot cast a skeptical eye at Puck before looking at Rorie again. And her glorious hair. So much jealousy was burning in her soul right now. "It's okay... I'm not very funny either. Funny works better for people who are really clever, you know? Ravenclaws... they're really funny." Dot was just silly, which wasn't the same thing.
"Can you show me how to get my hair to be that color?"
And there was Cutty heard from. Or not heard from, since he totally ignored her own threats, her frustration, all her blasted FEELINGS about whether or not to hex off his face, and comment on raspberries. AS IF ANYONE CARED ABOUT HIS LOVE OF RASPBERRIES.
She sighed loudly. Dramatically. With greatest theatricality, and a hair toss for good measure. "You're stupid and infuriating and you don't even care. There's something broken between your mouth and your eyes, Cutty, and it makes my brain hurt. And I'm not speaking to you again until I have my revenge for what you did to Kyroh." Pause pause pause. "But then we can be friendly-like again."
BUT ONLY AFTER REVENGE.
The new girl. Dot would focus on her. Tabby cat, the new girl. Blue eyes rolled playfully, although perhaps she should warn Tabby cat that Slytherin boys were the worst. The. Worst. "My real name is Charlotte, but no one calls me that. My dad called me after his mum, so she was Charlotte and I was Dot since I was born." Or maybe a few days after, since she wasn't clear on when she was abandoned and became a Wojack.
"Oh, the squid? Yeah, he visits. And mermaids too, although they're not beautiful like you'd expect. There's a shark too, I think, only he disguises himself as a water plant. And then there are real water plants." It was basically a great place to sit and watch stuff, since they didn't have proper windows.
"I'm not really a queen, silly. But you're older and smarter and nicer than me, so maybe you'll help me if I send you a paper airplane anyway," Dot didn't really want to be obeyed. She wanted to be... revered. Not feared, but adored. There was an important difference, y'know?
"Are you glad to be back at school? Or did you have such a very good summer that you miss it?"
The things Dot was saying all struck chords within the older demon child. Her ire was all for Kyroh. Cutty wondered if she wanted him to be her boyfriend. Or was she just that protective of those she considered her mates. Well if he was anything to go off of the latter was more than likely true. They were friends, sure but there was no nail-painting or exchange of secret information over what they thought of boys at the school. That was Ruby Banner. Her loyalty was interesting, though. Was she really angry?
" If yer still angry after dinner we can talk in the common room, Dot." Like snakes. Privacy and all, but also the thing with he and Kyroh was too long to explain over dinner. Text Cut: Jenna Quote:
Originally Posted by AlwaysSnapesGirl Most of the students at this table seemed pretty focused on talking with everyone else - which was alright. It gave her time to watch and see a bit of what they were like before she officially met any of them. So she noticed the girl that was saying something about pet rocks - and there was a kitten at this table? - and some boy was reading - and lots more.
Fascinating table, this was.
There was one welcoming her to the house though. "Thanks," she replied with a smile. "Glad to be here."
And here was another. Plus an introduction and an offer to help? "Thanks. Good to know," she said, giving him a smile too. Though the question was, was he saying that to be nice, or did he expect something in return? Time would tell. "I'm Jenna Hensley. Third year."
Noticing another girl sit at the table looking a bit distracted, Jenna almost turned back to watching the rest of the table, but she was somewhat curious, and it wouldn't hurt to initiate at least one conversation tonight.
"Hey," she said, hopefully clearly enough for the girl to hear even with all this chatter and noise at the table. "You okay there?"
" Nice to meet yer, Jenna." Cutty smiled. That was when he heard the Headmistress make her speech. Ooh, so she'd be stepping into the Herbology role, would she? She was one of those witches that was stronger than she looked. Not a rose with thorns but the other way around. Cutty dug that. " Speech time, let's eat!" He said enthusiastically, picking up the olives and pushing them onto his finger tips like little finger puppet hats. Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
"Just doin my job...can't blame me, right?" he told her with a smile. Trying to diffuse the situation with a bit of humor...but also acknowledging that he'd be STUPID to not watch her for obvious reasons.
Cutty could feel the tension between Caleb and Fakey Babycakes and it was thrilling to the boy. It was exactly as he'd pictured it. Someone to give Caleb's empty, bored and diligent hands something to keep busy with. Stimulation. So he'd forgive Slytherin the trespasses he'd severely punish other houses for committing.
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