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momentai · 08-06-2010, 03:11 AM

A stone square courtyard is what you first aspect of the grounds that you come to after you travel through the corridor. Surrounded by magnificent stone columns adorned with luscious ivy and slight lily growth, the courtyard provides students with benches to sit on with their friends or for the one who just wishes for some peace and quiet. Also, in the middle stands a very illustrious Wishing Fountain.

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 02:13 AM

Hearing his name sent him to jumping a little, especially considering he was so attentively trying to ignore the whole world at this particular point. But the distress in the all too familiar voice was impossible to tune out.

Blinking, he turned furious eyes over his shoulder. Eyes that softened instantly upon seeing Raiden's state. All at once everything was forgotten about himself, including his half bloodied body and torn clothing, and he moved quickly over to the Prefect. "Raiden...."

Stopping in front of the other boy, he looked down at the papers grasped in the others hands in what was surely an attempt to gather every last copy. Rage strangled him for a good moment, making it hard to swallow. "We burn them. Every last one of them." Reaching out he gently retrieved the papers from Raiden; he didn't need this along with the tournament. "And then, we find out who's responsible."

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 02:42 AM

He gave up the papers easily; hands unclenched as Sabel took them, and he looked around the courtyard once more, as if there would suddenly materialise a stack of them.

"If... if Oliver reads that... if Emmalee reads that..." He tugged one of the pages back from Sabel, eyes rereading it to make sure that it really was his name in it. "Sabel, I sleep in the same room as Oliver. If he thinks I'm messing with Cameron..."

Oliver wasn't a bad guy by any stretch of the imagination, but... who really knew how a person would react to stuff like this? And it was made out to be way more than it had ever been; Raiden hadn't even remembered what he'd done at first. When had there been any kind of embrace, or whispering, or anything of the sort??

"Damnit, why this term. Why now."

Cameron Caddock. Raiden Kururugi. Loving meeting?! Fanbase?! Raiden had been hitting her with green bubbles! That was far from a 'loving meeting' when war was going on.

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 02:55 AM

"It's a stack of lies." Sabel muttered, making quick work of ripping the papers up, dropping them on the ground and then changing his mind to take out his wand and incinerate all of them. "A damn pack of lies that anyone would believes them would be stupid and thick headed." But people would believe them, and more gossip would spread. He was sick, of dense people.

Gritting his teeth, he wiped a hand down his face and along his neck. "Tell them both about it before they find out. Bring it to their attention before anyone else can. Upfront honesty is about the only thing that's going to keep this from getting out of hand." Or at least, out of hand with the people that mattered.

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 03:05 AM

"A stack of lies that goes out to the masses and gets believed and prodded at," Raiden murmured, the single page he'd taken back still in his hand. Looking up from it, letting his arm flop down against his side, he finally set his eyes on Sabel for real.

...

"What the hell?!" He was all... and there was... "What happened to you?! Why are you not in the hospital wing?!"

Oh Merlin. Raiden's throat closed up a bit.

"You didn't get... from the forest..." Raiden's mind had immediately jumped to the events of his fifth year. Friends coming back blooded up, albeit worse that Sabel currently was, but it hadn't gone well for anyone in the long run. Being found with wounds while wandering around outside was a terrible memory combination. The prefect looked over his shoulder, at the castle, before snapping his eyes back to his friend.

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 03:10 AM

His frown was still upon the burning papers, watching as the ashes were carried away by the breeze. This time, he didn't look up at the concern and fear in his friend's voice, his own deadbeat and dry. "No. It's from a duel. Nothing to worry about." Nothing in comparison to these.

Kicking at the ashes, he stuffed his good hand back in his pocket and spared Raiden a brief, unconcerned glance. "I got distracted by lies." It was generally how people got off track.

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 03:23 AM

Was Sabel really that dense? It was nothing to worry about?! Nothing? A papercut was nothing. Pinching your finger was nothing. Wandering around with blood dripping from you was something.

Ignoring the burning bits of parchment, he shoved the one he still had into his pocket and grabbed Sabel roughly by the front of his robes. He was very, very careful to make sure he didn't catch hold of any skin or anything, just in case he was injured there too, by some annoying twist of magic. Pushing his friend backward, toward the wall, he gave him a gentle shove toward it, closing the last few steps between Sabel and the stone.

"Sit. Either roll up your robes' sleeves or take them off. The latter will probably be easier." This... was actually helping him. He was focusing on this instead of the stupid papers. "You're not going to walk around bleeding, you idiot."

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 03:33 AM

His first and foremost instinct at the moment was to attack; especially seeing as the past few hours had been spent between punching the living daylights out of a beanbag and dueling with Danika. Only the slight gentleness that was explicitly Raiden, reduced the threat a little and kept him from lashing out, his hand instead finding placement in snapping up to grip the Prefects wrist. It was as much to keep him on balance physically as well as mentally as he was pushed back against the wall.

Being cornered then, against the wall, only reminded him of being strapped to the chair in the dungeons and brought his body to further tension. He had to remind himself repeatedly that he trusted Raiden, that in some way or another he wouldn't turn around and hurt him unexpectedly.

Slowly, he slid down the stone wall and proceeded to rip off the sleeve of his more slashed arm, ignoring the fact that the wounds extended down to his side as well as he rolled up his other to just above where the arrow had nicked him. For once, he found he had absolutely nothing to say.

Dancecat3 · 09-22-2010, 03:51 AM

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Adam started swaying."I'm an only child, and Muggle so I'm the only person in my family that's ever been to or heard of Hogwarts...My parents didn't want me to come here, they don't support me, but it's all good now..."He said with a smile at the end. "You?"

"I'm an only child too!`Oh well thats cool!! Must have been real exciting for you when you got your hogwarts letter then!" Meredith smiled. "Oh, i' sorry, but thats good! I'm sure they love you." Meredith gave an encouraging smile. "Oh, both of my parents were in gyrffindor, so i'm pretty happy that i am one too." Meredith smiled

Team ronmione · 09-22-2010, 03:53 AM

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"I'm an only child too!`Oh well thats cool!! Must have been real exciting for you when you got your hogwarts letter then!" Meredith smiled. "Oh, i' sorry, but thats good! I'm sure they love you." Meredith gave an encouraging smile. "Oh, both of my parents were in gyrffindor, so i'm pretty happy that i am one too." Meredith smiled

"That's nice...and no it was actually pretty scary, we had no clue what we were getting into. Some guy in a flowet cloak and cap came to our house to deliver the post. "We were shaking in our pants."Adam laughed having flashbacks of the memory when he was told he was a wizard.

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 03:54 AM

Sabel's tension only served to confuse and worry Raiden a bit more. For a moment he was afraid he'd hurt him, and his fingers loosened their grip in his robes; however, he didn't look like he was hurt. He looked... not well.

He didn't like these looks being on Sabel Dakest's face. He didn't like them at all. There was far too much non-happiness in his expressions this term.

Propping himself on one knee, he watched as Sabel actually removed the sleeve of his robes... why would you do that, Dakest. The prefect rolled his eyes and picked up the sleeve, setting it aside; he could try to reattach that later. After Sabel was done bleeding.

The wounds up his arm were definitely duelling wounds. The man carefully took the hand of the more injured-looking arm and held it up, tilting his head side to side to look at it. Nothing was terribly deep, at least nothing appeared to be deep enough to need stitches.

"I have..." he sighed, and flicked his wand from the holster. "Gimme a min, I'll summon it., I guess."

He'd never had to summon from quite this far, and he was unsure of just how it would get through the doors, but... the prefect closed his eyes and twirled his wand silently.

Opening his eyes again after a moment, he looked at Sabel.

"I'm gonna clean this up a bit, so just... bear with me. Okay?" Couldn't just wrap it up like this, he was all smeared in blood from his robe sleeve rubbing it back and forth. "You wanna tell me exactly what you were doing?"

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 04:02 AM

He relaxed slightly, at Raiden's easy presence. Apparently a few hours in the dungeon with Lafay did wonders for one's nerves. End sarcasm.

Sitting silently, he watched his friend inspect his wounds, thoughts drifting here and there with no real purpose. What he was doing. "Dueling Danika." No mention of the sectumsempra; they had promised each other that. "And thinking..." Dangerous? Possibly.

"Raiden..." He was surprised at the quietness of his own voice in comparison to the rage that was rolling in hot waves within. "I'm sorry I influenced you to defend a woman you loathe. You can...yell at me or whatever you want."

Dancecat3 · 09-22-2010, 04:03 AM

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"That's nice...and no it was actually pretty scary, we had no clue what we were getting into. Some guy in a flowet cloak and cap came to our house to deliver the post. "We were shaking in our pants."Adam laughed having flashbacks of the memory when he was told he was a wizard.

Meredith laughed. "Ya, i can imagine it would be pretty freaky!!!" Meredith said with a smile. "So do you like being a wizard though and being at hogwarts? Or do you prefer being in the muggle world?" Meredith asked.

Team ronmione · 09-22-2010, 04:05 AM

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Meredith laughed. "Ya, i can imagine it would be pretty freaky!!!" Meredith said with a smile. "So do you like being a wizard though and being at hogwarts? Or do you prefer being in the muggle world?" Meredith asked.

"OH Hogwarts by far. It's so much cooler and dangerous in this world. And I like being a wizard more, but I think I will always cook and put clothes on without magic- I wanna keep some Muggle Habits, you know."Adam explained.

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 04:18 AM

Duelling Danika and thinking. Raiden was inclined to wonder aloud which activity had caused these injuries, but he wasn't sure if now was the appropriate time for jokes.

The quiet whistling of a small object approaching them caught his attention, and Raiden looked away from Sabel's arm, one hand automatically raising to catch it. It was a small plastic jar; the label on it marked it as scratch ointment.

The prefect set it down and directed his wand at the arm again. Couldn't put that on until he'd cleaned it off, could he. A spray of water issued from his wand tip, misting the arm. Probably not the best idea in the cool weather, especially with the world threatening snow, but Sabel could deal with cold for a little bit. It wasn't like he didn't conjure a cloth and immediately wipe it off, clearing up excess and dried blood.

"Dakest." The prefect's dark eyes flicked to the boy's face, then back to what he was doing. "I'm not going to yell at you, nor am I going to do what I had planned and slap you upside the head."

Now that he could clearly see the cuts marks, he unscrewed the top of the ointment and carefully smudged some of it over each individual slash.

"I am going to ask you to please, please try and get over that Gryffindor tendency to not know when to keep your mouth shut, though. I felt like I had to cut my own tongue out after that. Next time I'll quite possibly do it to you instead." He paused, eyes going back to Sabel's. "She was wrong. But she's also a psychotic trainwreck of a person who can and will do you harm and probably get away with it. Pick your battles, and your venues. Class isn't the time for it."

He turned the arm over, and looked at the shine of the ointment.

"'s it cold, or does it sting?"

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 04:26 AM

Sabel listened quietly once again as Raiden cleaned his wounds. He was too tired to wince at the sting, or to make protest that Raiden would need the ointment for the Tournament. He actually dearly hoped not.

Try to keep his mouth shut. Pick his battles. It was the same thing he had heard every year, the same lesson he had yet to learn. And he still had a long way to go. But it was the only way to go, and so he kept his mouth shut with the desire to tell his friend he wouldn't let her lie to the class, that it was immoral. There had been more to the conversation than that, and he let the topic drop. He was out of her class and hopefully out of conflict with her. He would try to learn.

"It's fine." The response was distant and not all entirely true, it was both cold and stung a little, but not so much that it was bothersome. Resting his head back against the wall, he turned his eyes from his wounds to a distant spot of memory he found himself revisiting almost every day. "Thank you."

Dancecat3 · 09-22-2010, 04:35 AM

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Originally Posted by Team ronmione

"OH Hogwarts by far. It's so much cooler and dangerous in this world. And I like being a wizard more, but I think I will always cook and put clothes on without magic- I wanna keep some Muggle Habits, you know."Adam explained.

"Oh ya Go dangerous stuff!!" Meredith laughed. " ...Ya I know, i'm a dork." Meredith smiled. "But cool!! Ya, i totally get it. I have always wanted to know more about muggle stuff though! It is really interesting!" Meredith thought adam seemed pretty friendly. "So, have you made any new frinds here at hogwarts yet?" Meredith asked

Team ronmione · 09-22-2010, 04:38 AM

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"Oh ya Go dangerous stuff!!" Meredith laughed. " ...Ya I know, i'm a dork." Meredith smiled. "But cool!! Ya, i totally get it. I have always wanted to know more about muggle stuff though! It is really interesting!" Meredith thought adam seemed pretty friendly. "So, have you made any new frinds here at hogwarts yet?" Meredith asked

"Have I?! Kurumi, Sapph, Adeline, Rex, Fee, Lukas, Sophia, Edmond, Taylor-don't talk much to her, Ever Lily...Many but most of them are girls. If you know any guys introducing me to them would be nice for me."He said. "You?Do you know any of them?"

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 04:38 AM

Good, good. Placing the top back on the little jar temporarily, Raiden held his wand up again and gave it another flick. Instantly, bandages began wrapping themselves around Sabel's arm; it was easier to just wrap the whole area for now, and let it heal itself, than it would be to bandage individual marks. Eyes trailed down to Sabel's side, where he could kinda see blood seeping through...

"Your side, too." Ignoring it for the moment, he moved to the other arm. This one was easier, and he quickly cleaned it and treated it before tying a bit of bandage around his arm.

He checked the other man's neck, out of habit, tilting his chin up and peering at the few spots that he was unsure about. Nothing there, though... clear.

"You're welcome," he replied offhandedly, eyes on Sabel's side. "Now lift your shirt up or take it off, it looks like you're bleeding there too."

Danika. Violent duellist. This would be brilliant to remember. Raiden stored it right next to "Dakest: Idiot who won't get his wounds treated by the nurse" in my head.

"Next time, let me do it." He levelled a stare at Sabel. "This is my last term here. If anyone's gonna disrespect her in public, it should be the one who won't be back next term."

Prefect or not, she'd... probably been a contributing factor to Sabel's current expression.

"Was detention bad? Did she throw dung at you? She probably hadn't. If nothing else, Lafay was creative when it came to harassing students and causing them pain.

Dancecat3 · 09-22-2010, 05:01 AM

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"Have I?! Kurumi, Sapph, Adeline, Rex, Fee, Lukas, Sophia, Edmond, Taylor-don't talk much to her, Ever Lily...Many but most of them are girls. If you know any guys introducing me to them would be nice for me."He said. "You?Do you know any of them?"

"Haha, wow! You met a lot of people!" Meredith said, secretly wishing she would be less shy and more like the gryffindor that she usually was. "Haha, i would, but the only other guys i know are Edmond and Rex, but just barley rex, we introduced ourselves to each other. I have also met Katie,Rubiey and Morgana, and Eliza is my cousin, but that's really it!"

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 05:08 AM

He let Raiden attend to him without a word or fuss, and went to lift his shirt up when he realized that holding it there was far more effort than he was willing to spend. That and his ribs still ached from his detention session. So, he quietly pulled his shirt off and dropped it in his lap, doing his best to ignore the cool air.

Raiden had a point, as he always did, about the methods to go about handling Lafay, but at the same time he couldn't help but wonder if the other boy had the heart to do it. He was a more a mediator and moderator than instigator. But then, he had done nothing but honor to the Prefect badge, house of Slytherin and Hogwarts, so he wouldn't put it past him as impossible. It was very, very possible.

And then there was detention. "It wasn't as horrible as it could have been." Letting out a slow breath, he turned his eyes down to the shirt in his lap and picked at it absently. This wasn't what Raiden needed to worry about. "How is the preparation for the tournament coming? You look...like you're sleeping more."

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 05:40 AM

Good, good. He wasn't putting up a fight. Raiden lifted the bandaged arm, holding it up with one hand so he could get clearer access at Dakest's side. Those marks were... ew. They weren't as deep as the ones on his arm, thank Merlin, but... well every mark was of worry to Raiden. This was Sabel, his friend. He was not allowed to duel with Danika anymore. No, just no.

His mouth twitched at Sabel's response, and a small, bemused smirk appeared on his face. These two... honestly. Stern had the same methods.

"You're deflecting," he said quietly, eyes never leaving the marks on Sabel's side as he carefully wiped away the bit of blood there. "Stern did the same. Didn't want to answer what I'd asked straight out, so he asked me about the tournament."

He wasn't all that bothered about it though. If they didn't want to tell him, whether it was for trust or for not wanting to make him worry... well that was their business. Even if it was annoying as all get-out.

"Tournament stuff's fine. Nia said she'd help me library dive, and I've been sleeping a bit more, yes. The exercises I used to do when I was younger are actually helping a lot."

He was even eating occasionally. Better than before, definitely.

Giving Sabel's shoulder a nudge, he leaned the boy forward slightly and conjured bandages. They probably didn't need to wrap all the way around him, but there was less chance of Sabel accidentally ripping them off that way... He lowered Sabel's arm and snatched the shirt out of his lap.

Blood was wet and cold right then. No way was Dakest putting this back on like this. Raiden started siphoning it out silently, eyes flicking to observe his friend.

"Leave the bandages on for at least twelve hours... overnight would be awesome. That'll give the ointment time to work, and if you're lucky it'll go far enough that you won't have scars."

Scars weren't all that great. He handed the shirt back to Dakest and picked up the detached sleeve.

"Want me to reattach it?"

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 05:49 AM

All of his attention was torn from what Raiden was doing and what he was thinking and stopped dead in it's tracks. "What happened to Kellen? Or with him...or whatever?" Because if Kellen was deflecting, that definitely meant something was up. And he wasn't answering or acknowledging anything else Raiden said until he knew his friend was okay.

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 05:56 AM

The prefect's eyebrows raised in surprise. Dakest didn't know either? So it had been a pride thing and not just a 'don't stress Raiden out' thing. That was almost a relief.

"He's fine. He... someone hit him, he didn't want to tell me about it." The bubbling rage was carefully hidden from his expression. "Don't worry about it. I'm handling it."

As in, he was going on a Hufflepuff Hunt. Riiiiight after this Aparecium idiocy was handled. He picked up the shirt he'd tossed back to Dakest and shook it in front of his face.

"Put it back on before you catch cold and really have to go to the hospital wing. I can't fix a cold with what I've got on me."

Tazenhani · 09-22-2010, 06:08 AM

Kellen, had been hit? A deep frown of concern ran over his features as he slowly pulled his shirt on. He had heard nothing of this, but then, Kellen was a prideful human being and taking a blow would have done well to knock him down a peg or two. Still, he couldn't help but worry, even when Raiden assured him he was handling it.

When the shirt was finally back on and settled, his frown turned to the now non-existent sleeve. At least, the bandaging made up for it he supposed. "Can't...fix a cold..." His frown deepened and he plucked absently at the edge of one bandage. "What...are the limits to what magic...can fix?"

Ameh · 09-22-2010, 06:19 AM

Hrrrrrm. Raiden flipped the sleeve over, trying to find which end was which, and when he finally figured it out, he pushed it up Sabel's arm to his shoulder. It wasn't difficult to fix the torn cloth, really; it was one of the handy spells he was actually good at. A bit of silver thread wound its way between the two separated items, binding them back together.

"I can't really fix any of the spots where the sleeve got cut... I'm not too great at that. But reattaching it is a lot easier."

...really, Sabel Dakest. Did he ever study? Surely he did it every so often, otherwise he wouldn't have made it to his sixth year.

"Colds are best fixed with a potion... magic can fix most things, I guess? I don't know what you're angling for, here. There's potions for lots of stuff, and there's spells for some things too..." He shifted, and the paper crinkled in his pocket; the prefect turned his eyes to it and stared, as if the parchment sticking out were a foreign object trying to suck the life out of him. "You can't create food... Professor Kingsley could help you with this, did you forget it all from his classes last term? There are limits, and rules, and exceptions..."

How had they ended up talking about that?

"Anything hurt much anymore?" he rocked his weight back onto his heel. "I don't have a pain reliever on me... There's some in my dorm but they're in glass phials, I don't know if that's a brilliant idea."

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