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Slytherin Boys Dorms Slytherin Boys Dorms http://i820.photobucket.com/albums/z...eGirlsDorm.jpg Down the long corridor to the left are the boys' dorm rooms. Torches light the way allowing you to see the many portraits of Slytherin alumni lining the walls. You'll want to be careful what you say or do here as these portraits aren't here just for the decor. There is a dorm room for each year of the house. Students, you will find many four poster beds, all draped with green curtains. Be sure to stake your claim on the bed you want before someone else gets to it first. Be aware, this Dorm is for Slytherin BOYS ONLY. Each room has a charm placed on it that will alert Healer Murdoch should any girls TRY to enter these rooms. Consider this your warning. Any girls caught trying to get in here WILL face the wrath of Healer Murdoch. |
For Lissy/Caleb Cutty pulled back the sheets and sat in his bed, legs dangling over his hair an absolute disaster for it still had the tendency to stay placed where put last and his wild nightmare about the slinky's had him moving about on his pillow. Cutty stretched out and yawned just loud enough that he thought Caleb Newell could hear him. Following this passive aggressive maneuver, Cutty then jumped out of bed and began doing push-ups near the prefects bed. Coom 'ed, Caleb. Get up so I can ask yer something. |
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Caleb rolled over away from his housemate, groaning as he turned on his pillow. "What in the name of Merlin are you doing, Cutty?" he asked him, not really wanting an answer and more just wanting to go back to sleep. |
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"Push ups." Inhale. "Wehrkin' on my stamina for OWLs." Inhale. "Are yew ready, Newell?" Inhale-exhale. "Yew should coom with me on m'morning run." Cutty wanted things that would be best gotten on a morning run, but would Caleb, being part black bear, might have opted to sleep in in the cool winter pre-sunrise morning. "Bart Maroon sometimes joins in." |
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"I think a good night's rest would do me good too," he grumbled sarcastically, but he had to admit, that morning run did sound kind of nice. Exercise probably WOULD do him good...exercise created blood flow to the brain, after all. Plus it was nice to see Bart every once in a while too...he was one of his favorite Gryffindors, after all. "Maybe...ask me again in four hours," he grumbled. "Why did the urge to do push-ups strike you NOW?" he asked him. He knew there was a point here somewhere and if Cutty didn't get to it in the next few seconds, he was going back to bed. |
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Caleb needed a girl. An older girl. Perhaps one with experience if they were lucky. Someone to help take his mind off of OWL stress. Caleb's increasing cantankerousness was something Cutty was not all about. Also, he sort of didn't trust that Caleb was the sort to leave him a blind-eye unturned and might possibly snitch if he knew half the things Cutty had planned for the year. Worse yet, he may asked to be paid for his silence not unlike Beverly Wayne. A distraction and an influence was chiefly what Cutty prescribed for the sleepy little he-bear. Not to mention he had questions about something Caleb had said during their last run in. It was something Cutty found almost misplaced on the normally respectful brother Newell. Also, he wanted to use the prefects bathrooms for the access to the fancy water taps. |
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Now Caleb KNEW Cutty was lying! "Not true, I don't have an ounce of fat on my body!" Caleb declared boldly, knowing quite well that wasn't entirely true, but still, he didn't need to lose weight. Nope. Gain muscle, maybe... "Is there a point to all of this?" he asked him, laying his head back down on the pillow. There HAD to be if Cutty was telling him all these lies and nonsense, trying desperately hard to keep his attention. |
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A clearly repressed chortle of laughter made itself known when Caleb reacted to the criticism over his physique. Someone was a bit sensitive about their weight. But anyway, Cutty wasn't trying to make Caleb feel bad about anything, only to motivate him. Which was proving to be a harder task than Cutty reckoned it would be. "Caleb A. Newell. We need to getchyer a gehl! And no one likes a lazy bum. So quit makin' it hard!" He said addressing the blanket cocoon that was his prefect. "Coom 'ed! Yew'll like running on Castle property I promise." And maybe, maaaybe Cutty would show Caleb his ill-begotten OWL notes. If it was one thing he knew Caleb Newell found irresistible it was success. And if one could guarantee it all the better. Although, maybe his Gryffindor parents beat this out of him with a steady diet of 'cheating is wrong'. |
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If only Caleb had a time turner... "Isn't it cold? Can't we run inside?" Caleb said, coming around to the idea a BIT about going for jogs and stuff. Now that he was awake, Cutty was starting to get through to him. A little. Maybe a walk around the common room. Not a run outside, though. IT WAS COLD. |
Dante need to relax or just jump on his bed, tie a blanket around his neck, and pretend to be superhero. He had no shame in the dorm because really everyone here had to get use to each other. They had another 5 years left together. Or they could make bunk beds. Though he would have to take a vote on that since it would involve everyone else's bed. Though he could not see why they would say no. It would create room for things. Like activities and such. Imagine all the cool things you can do with all the room it would make. It was a cool idea in Dante's head. Dante took a running start and launched himself onto his bed. Just laying on it like a starfish. Yes even he starfished sometimes. Even though he hates to admit it. Stupid Nigel and his stupid starfishing. |
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