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King Cross station was as populated as ever. It was amazing the amount of muggles that seemed to endlessly flow around Simon Mycroft. He let out a small yawn as he walked through the hustle and bustle of the station finding that one pillar that was the barrier between this place and another world. The chill of september was just starting to sink in, it was a wet day as well adding to the chill inside the large station. Shivering he pulled his long coat more over himself. His short blond hair was slicked down along his face thanks to the rain, and his tall frame was dripping water. Adjusting a long Silver and green scarf around his neck. He was a taller man, with bright green eyes, and a kind face.
Even with his trunk on a trolly My croft always felt a little odd about it, his owl Anduin pecked heavily at the cage, and all in all he just felt kind of silly. Anyone around him could tell that something was off, but then again today was the loading day, and there were many others like him. It always made him wonder about the muggles who did end up seeing one of the people pass through the gate. Taking his opportunity he charged on through the barrier and walked out to the other side of platform 9 3/4. A long time ago he had asked his mother about this place, why use a train when it was so much easier to use a port key? The only answer she could give back was that this was a tradition, and even now he had to admit that the red and gold steam engine had grown on him.
What hadn't grown on him however was the rain, london was famous for it, and that was one of the reasons that he tended to stay away from the big city. Getting his stuff sorted out, and checking his larger baggage, the only thing that was left was finding his own room. Drifting down the halls, he could hear the rain pounding against the tin roof of the train. Most of the rooms were already full up on people, and he always felt awkward going into a room full of strangers, so he did his best to find one where no one else had taken up refuge. Putting his bag on the chair he sat down at the window, and left the door open. If someone else wanted to join him that was fine.
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The smell of sooty smog was thick in the air and the humidity clung to the skin as the sky darkened with clouds. Rumbles of thunder were drawing ever closer to the secret entrance way to Platform 9 and at Kings Cross Station in London. Before long, drops started to fall.Felicity Steelescowled as she glanced upward at the ominous clouds overhead, her gray eyes blinking as the drops began to come down more heavily with each passing second.
"Hang it all," Felicity mumbled to herself as she pushed her trolley filled with her belongings. As it was, she was having a time of it trying to get her things to the station, but the added rain certainly wasn't helping matters. Setting her jaw, she leaned all her weight against the trolley and moved it along at a brisk walking pace.
When Felicity finally reached the entrance that separated the muggle world from the magical, she took one last pause. The rain was coming down harder and she raked a hand through her dark hair. She laughed silently to herself as she thought on her parents. She'd already said her goodbyes to them, not wanting to draw it out any longer than possible. No doubt they'd have something to say if they saw her lingering in the rain. But, in the wizarding world, she was free. She could be herself. Idiosyncrasies didn't seem to matter in the same way that they did in the world her parents came froma fascinating notion indeedand she thus didn't have to fear in the same way.
It was... refreshing.
Smiling, and trying not to fret too much that her belongings were becoming water logged, Felicity made her way through the barrier and onto the platform. Once beyond the magical barrier that blinded the muggles from seeing that which was right there before them, she made her way to the train that would take her to Hogwarts. She left her trolley with the conductor who saw to it that her things were tended to and humming, she all but skipped onto the train.
Felicity's clothes were soaked; the material was clinging to her body in parts while in others it hung on her in a most unsightly and disheveled manner. Still, she tried not to pay it much mind. She could change soon enough, but for now she longed to sit down and rest. The ride to Hogwarts would be a while and a few minutes reprieve at least seemed wonderful. As she walked along the corridors of the train, she peered inside each car to see if there was anywhere she could sit. But as she made her way through, it seemed as if she was at a loss.
"Damn," Felicity murmured feeling a bit stupid for having arrived so late. If only she'd gotten to the station earlier. She could've avoided getting wet plus managed to have gotten a seat!
Letting out a sigh, Felicity was about to give up when she finally saw a car that was nearly empty. She tilted her head, her dark, dripping wet hair falling over a slender shoulder as she peered in and saw a face she recognized. It belonged to Simon Mycroft. She'd heard about the Slytherin, but she didn't know him. Not really. She bit down on her lower lip and contemplated on whether or not she should dare disturb his car. The door was ajar, but...
Just as Felicity was about to pass by the door, she tripped, a person behind her bumping into her causing her to stumble into the very car Simon was in. She looked over at the Slytherin, her soaked clothes in disarray as she pushed at her wet hair. Giggling nervous, she gave him a sheepish grin and blushed.
"Hello," Felicity said. "Mind if I join you?" She cleared her throat and sat down in the empty seat across from Simon. "It's raining pretty hard out there," she added with a soft laugh. "Would figure, right? The day we go back to school."
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Simon had been watching out of the window for a few minutes now. He could hardly see anything through rain, and the fogged up windows, and in truth since the train wasn't moving yet there really wasn't anything to watch. Rather he was just minding the room, and when someone stumbled inside he blinked startled slightly as he twisted and looked over at the newcomer. She was cute, and he smiled waving her in as he continued to lean up against the seat. He partly recognized her, and was pretty sure that at some point the two of them had a class together, the houses were often mixed together, so everyone knew everyone at least a little, but in truth he more was recognizing her face then name.
Watching her stumble and almost fall to the ground he smiled lightly towards her seeing the blush on her face. It was kind of cute he had to admit that much. Giving a small yawn he stretched and made sure to take up the rest of his bench so that she couldn't sit next to him, but waved her into sitting across from him. Just because he wanted to rest his legs didn't mean he was going to turn away someone who was just trying to find a seat of their own.
"Not at all, there's plenty of space. I'm Simon, I'm sorry, but I don't think I actually know your name." He said waving her to take a seat. She looked completely drenched, then again he wasn't that much better, and worse yet since the train wasn't in motion it's heaters hadn't kicked in yet so the chill from outside was still very much apparent. Sighing he shook his head lightly as she mentioned the weather.
"Hopefully the school is a little more dry, and warm. I hate dealing with the great hall on days that it rains." He spoke with a slight shiver to his tone, he was looking forward to the returning feast, but at the same time the great halls roof was always a little creepy to him. The way it showed the outdoor weather he always felt like he was about to be drenched even if it was just an illusion.
There was a slight shudder and Simon had to grab onto the edge of the window for fear of being thrown to the ground by the sudden lurching jolt. Which then became a light thudding noise as the train started to roll across the tracks and then finally faded into the background becoming a comfortable smooth ride of a passenger train. Soon they would be out of the muggle city, and into the English countryside, and then finally hogwarts. He rubbed his head having accidentally bumped it against the side of the wall and blushed lightly. ~Way to make an ass of yourself Mycroft.~ He thought a little darkly.
"I have a towel in my backpack if you want it, I can also go outside if you need to change into something a little more dry." He offered both of these things, but made no real attempt to move now that he was comfortable, but still wanted to act the part of a gentleman with the offer.
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Felicity wrung out her hair, water dripping onto the floor of the car as she sat there awkwardly across from Simon. Another nervous giggle escaped her as the water spilled onto the floor in a tiny puddle. With reddened cheeks, she watched the Slytherin casually lean back as if relaxed. How guys like him managed to play it so cool, she'd never know. Then again, she supposed it was one of the greatest mysteries in life and probably always would be. Social grace wasn't one of her strong points, but with all the studying she had to do, she never had the time to truly perfect such things. No matter. He seemed nice enough and more than fine with sharing the space of his car with her.
Goose bumps began to form on Felicity's pale skin as she sat there and nodded, slender fingers combing through long tresses as they tangled about her slim shoulders. "I'm sure it will be," she said trying not to sound too forced in the way of conversation.
Felicity was never really good at this sort of thing; though she wished she was. At least she always tried, which was more than she could say for a lot of those she knew in her year. Most of her fellow Ravenclaw found it beneath themselves to even bother socializing, especially now that they were entering their 5th year. Graduation was around the corner and that meant everyone needed to take things a bit more seriously if they wanted to be ready to face the world once they finished their time away at school.
"And I'm Felicity," Felicity added. "Felicity Steele." Her gray eyes shifted to her lap for a brief moment before she reached out her hand, still a bit damp from the rain, to shake Simon's hand if he would take it. She smiled warmly despite the chill in the air. "We've had a class or two together before, I believe," she stated plainly, letting him know that she recognized him. Letting out a soft sigh, she sat back and rubbed at her arms. She would definitely need to change soon or, at the very least, get her robes.
As Felicity pondered getting her robes, the train suddenly lurched into motion. She giggled as her body jolted, causing her to jump with a start. Her one hand pressed against the window for balance while the other gripped the edge of her seat. Once the train began to move, she settled into her seat a bit more, her hands resuming their earlier action of rubbing at her arms. The wet fabric of her shirt rubbed against her flesh causing her body to shiver.
"Hrm," Felicity groaned. "No need. I think I'll just retrieve my robes. That should be enough for now." She paused and smiled at Simon. "I hope." She hummed softly as rummaged through one small bag she'd carried onto the train with her. The bag was deceptive in its size, looking rather small. She opened it up and reached inside, her entire arm disappearing as she pulled out her Ravenclaw robe and pulled it tightly about her petite frame. Snuggling into it, she smiled. "Ah, see? Much better," she said, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink. "So," she continued. "Simon Mycroft, right?" She arched an eyebrow as she looked over at the Slytherin, her lips quirking up as she suddenly looked lost in thought. "Yes, I do believe we've had a few classes together."
Felicity definitely knew that she and the Slytherin had had classes together in the past. Though the two had never formally spoken, she'd made it a point to at least be aware of the other students around her, especially those with whom she'd shared a class. It was something of a habit to make sure to learn everyone's names. She saw it as a common courtesy of sorts, though she never expected anyone to return the favor.
"So, Mr. Mycroft," Felicity started, a smile on her lips. "Why is it you have this grand car all to yourself? Just enjoying some quiet before the year starts or were you perhaps a bit late in arriving to the station much like myself?" she asked while tugging on her robes a bit more tightly, her head tilting as she waited for the Slytherin to answer.
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When Felicity offered her hand towards him, Simon took it in greeting. Happily shaking her hand and slowly becoming familiar with the fact that she wasn't exactly the best public speaker. Her house name didn't ring any bells in his head and that usually meant that either her parents were out caste or she was muggle born. However that wasn't any of his business neither here or there and in truth for now he was just happy for the company even if she did seem to stutter a little and step over herself. It didn't make talking any easier for her, but he found it a little cute that she was socially impaired. "I think I remember you now actually."
When she said that she was just going to grab her robes he nodded, and got up from his seat long enough to retrieve a tattered old backpack. Unlike her's which was enchanted to have extra room, his was just normal. His parents didn't like him having magic while still technically underage by ministry law. So they kept most of the cool stuff out of his hands. Opening it up, he traded his long jacket for the much thinner robes of his house. The green and silver crest of Slytherin on display at his chest as he turned to her, and sat back down. It was odd to actually speak with a person who wasn't a member of ones house. It happened sure, but things were always a little odd considering Hogwarts did it's best to seemingly put other houses in competition with one another.
"Please." He said as soon as she started with the 'Mr Mycroft'. He raised his hand waving it off. "Mr Mycroft is my father please just call me Simon. Were not in business were in school Felicity there is no need for any formalities like that." He said with a small chuckling laugh. If she was addressing his father then that would have been different but the fact was that it was only him there was simply no need for that level of formality between them. It was however kind of cute the way her cheeks were constantly turning crimson and she was being embarrassed. He didn't understand why she would be, but it was really cute none the less.
"I just got here late that's all, everything else was taken so i ducked inside here, and that's where you found me." He said with a small shrug. It wasn't because he wanted to be isolated he just didn't like stepping into another groups conversation he always felt like a third wheel. In a way he wasn't much better then her when it came to talking with other people. He had confidence yes, but he always lost track of names, and people. It was hard to keep track of people in his mind especially in a very large class.
Taking off his scarf he placed it on the chair next to him. The heaters on the train were starting to kick in now that they were in motion and that meant that soon they would be nice and warm, and hopefully dry. He rubbed his hands together and breathed lightly on them. Warming himself up. Trying to get the damp chill out of his body.
"I wonder who will be house prefect this year. It's a tradition to select a fifth year to take on the responsibility. I just hope Slytherin's has a sense of humor this year unlike the last three years." Simon said lightly. He had gained a rather bad reputation among the slytherin house for being a bit of a prankster, though personally he couldn't see what the problem was with turning all of the beds in the Slytherin male dorm into frogs.
There were a lot of questions going into the new year; prefects were to be chosen, not to mention he had been hearing rumors of a new proffessor attending school. For Simon however it didn't really matter all that much he had already chosen his career now graduating was more or less just a formality. It was all about keeping his grade averages up, which meant he had only taken easy courses. For his two electives he had grabbed care of magical creatures, and study of ancient runes. Both were easy if you just listened to the professor. Simon was in this to have a little bit of fun, and for however clever most of the snakes were a lot of them were members of prominent families, and sticks in the mud. If he didn't teach them how to adjust to the real world no one would.
"Are you taking any interesting classes this year?" He asked curious about her course outline.
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Simon's hand was warm to the touch, a nice contrast to the chill that hung heavy in the air thanks to the dampness and rain. As Felicity listened to the Slytherin speak, she couldn't help but smile. It was nice to know he wanted to drop the formalities as they sat there in the car together. It was always difficult to tell who was all right with what. She'd had a time or two in the past when someone would give her a glare if she'd addressed them too informally. So, she now made it a rule to err on the side of cautiongo with the formal and let them dictate whether or not it was too much. Giggling softly, she adjusted her robes, enjoying the soft feel of the material as it brushed against her skin. It was warm and dry, soaking up the damp of her clothes little by little. It wouldn't be long before she was dry and much more comfortable. As it was, she could hear the heaters clanking and sputtering, mustering up what they could as the train began to make its way along the tracks that would eventually take those on board to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Well, Simon," Felicity said, her cheeks pink as she clutched onto her Ravenclaw robes. "I suppose you and I have something in common at least." Her smile broadened as she hinted about how the two of them were tardy for their arrival for the train. "Let's just hope we can both fix that when classes start." A tiny laugh erupted from her lips and she reached up a hand to cover her mouth. "Though, my lateness was entirely out of my control. Muggle cars are very unreliable and I ended up having to walk several blocks on my own." She sighed softly. "Fortunately, the rain held off for most of my walk."
Felicity bit down on her lip and tilted her head. Her trip to Kings Cross had definitely been eventful. Her parentsboth muggleswere supposed to have dropped her off only a block from the station so that she could easily walk to the barrier with her belongings without much trouble. She could then say her goodbyes and board and have had plenty of time to get settled on the train. Unfortunately, on the drive, the vehicle ended up getting a flat and her parents did not have a spare. Being only sixteen, she was not allowed to use magic outside of school. Plus, there was the added fact that she was in an area surrounded by muggle onlookers. Since her parents had accidentally forgotten their cell phones, she'd had no means of getting anywhere easily, her only option... walking.
"As for Prefect? I really do not know whom to expect, to be perfectly honest. I'd heard whispers last year that Winifred Weatherwax might be in the running for Ravenclaw. But these are merely rumors," Felicity stated, her lips still quirked upward in a smile. She ran her fingers through her dark tresses trying to get out some of the tangles caused by the wind and the rain. "Course wise, well, I plan on taking a fairly interesting load."
Felicity paused and sat back. A chill ran down her spine suddenly, which caused her to giggle and blush. Tugging at her robes, she adjusted herself and curled up in her seat across from Simon.
"I'm taking the core classes, of course. But I plan on taking Arithmancy and Ancient Runes as electives," Felicity beamed. "I was tempted to ask about the Time Turner though. Rumor has it that one of the 'infamous trio' back during the Second Wizarding War used one." She let out a dreamy sigh. "Just think of how many more things you could learn if you had one of those!" Shaking herself from her reverie, she looked over into Simon's eyes. "Still, I'm pretty happy with my schedule. I'm rather looking forward to potions quite honestly." She giggled and blushed. "It's my favorite. How about you?"
Felicity shifted in her seat and leaned forward attentively, her head propped up on her hand as she looked at Simon.
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Simon nodded hearing about muggle transportation. It wasn't often he heard someone from his world talk about stuff like cars, and was actually kind of surprised though it did re affirm his belief that she was a muggle born witch. He watched her blush and curl up. Her hand had been rather more colder then his, but then again anyone who was out in that rain was bound to have some body heat problems. When she mentioned that she would be taking the ancient runes course he smiled lightly. "Looks like we will be having at least one class together then. I also signed up for ancient runes this year."
This girl was rather interesting, and kind of cute. Though she wasn't a slytherin something about having a class with her made him kind of happy. Though he shrugged off that line of thinking rather quickly having to think about the rest of his courses. "The core classes, ancient runes, and care of magical creatures." He said kind of proud of his elective choices even though they were both kind of easy.
"You would never see me trying to apply for a Time Turner, I mean yes they are given out if you want to take every course in the year, but remember the side effects it had on that girl? it doesn't matter how much time you buy with those things your extending your activity compressing every day into five, creating multiple time lines of yourself. Even the smartest of ravenclaws would have problems keeping track of where they were who they talked too and when everything happened. Not to mention the ever apparent risk of running into yourself and creating some kind of time paradox. The use of a time turner is basically committing ritual suicide to your social life." Simon said with a rather dire tone. He had seen first hand what happened to one of his friends who tried to use that thing. He had lasted three months before completely forgetting to sleep, with so many versions of himself he had ended up snapping his mind from exhaustion and spent a good amount of the year in the hospital wing.
"That said I am excited to be back there all the same. Transfiguration is easily my best grade, and this year will be no exception. I'm actually a licensed animangus, but sadly... underage means I can't use that skill outside of school. But once I'm in school I'll be able to perform all the usual stunts." He smiled lightly, "Remember last year the staff kept saying a Raccoon was breaking into the kitchen at night no matter how many locks they would put in the way? That was actually me." Simon puffed out his chest lightly. He was proud of the work he had done when it came to stealing his midnight snacks. He often shared stuff with the first years as well, and was a bit of a show off when it came to his skill, but it was always fun. Especially when the groundskeeper had started putting out traps for him. To Simon it was all one big game, and it didn't seem like any of the teachers ever realized that.
"Though my other classes well." Simon gave a small shrug. If she had ever been around him in a class that wasn't Transfiguration it wouldn't be hard to realize that he wasn't really paying attention. Though that wasn't his fault the other classes were just less interesting to him, and he didn't have much patience for things like potions, or charms easily his two worst grades. Last year he had ended up destroying just about every potion he had ever worked on. "I could probably use a good tutor." He said almost absentmindedly under his breath.
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Felicity's face brightened a bit when Simon mentioned he'd be taking Ancient Runes as well. Nodding and smiling, a giddy warmth washed over her at the prospect of sharing a class with someone so seemingly amiable. She wasn't one to have many friendsclose friends, especiallyso, knowing someone that she got along with would be in one of her classes was definitely something to look forward to as it was a rarity. Most of the time she kept her nose to her books, at least during classes.
As Simon continued to talk about the Time Turner, she leaned back slightly and began to tug on her lip. She had to admit he had a point about the time lines and the havoc it could potentially unleash. She recalled reading about them and the perilous dangers that could ensue should you be seen. It was a nasty business. Tricky. And definitely not something to take lightly. Of course, she knew if she'd dared to attempt to use one, she'd make full certain to use it properly. Then again, why tempt fate if it wasn't necessary.
"You have a point there, Simon," Felicity chimed in softly, her expression thoughtful. She tugged on her robes, snuggling deeper into them as the heater whooshed hot air into the car, warming it up. Slowly, the tiny compartment was becoming more and more comfortable and she could feel her long, dark locks beginning to dry.
Felicity nodded as Simon told her about his love for Transfiguration and his adventures while transmogrifying into a raccoon. It seemed to rival her own passion for Potions. All too often she'd been tempted to go out after hours in the surrounding forest to find ingredients needed for the more difficult potions she'd wanted to try. After all, some things you just couldn't get in the supply rooms or in Hogsmeade. Some things you could only find growing in the wilds outside. But her fears always got the better of her. Perhaps maybe... A blush swept over her cheeks at the very idea of thinking that this Slytherin might be daring enough to help her find ingredients should she want them. He might just be the sort of person to help her muster up the gumption.
"An animagus?!" Felicity exclaimed. "Wow! I'm not overly exceptional at such things, though I still score decently well. Perhaps you can enlighten me there," she added with a soft giggle.
As Felicity bit down on her lower lip, she heard Simon mumble something about a tutor and potions being difficult for him. Immediately, she perked up, her body shifting causing her robes to fall slightly askew about her slender body. Goose bumps formed on her skin as the cooler air caressed her still slightly damp flesh, though she paid it no mind. Her steely gray eyes were fixed upon Simon across the way.
"A tutor?" Felicity spoke, more than asked. "Well, if you need help with things, especially potions..." her voice trailed and her cheeks went pink. "I could probably help you." She let her legs dangle back down over the seat's edge and the robe fell off her body completely as she leaned forward even more. "Potions is my specialty," she said with a smile as the train suddenly lurched over the tracks causing her tiny body to bounce, her hands to grip the seat's edge as she nearly stumbled onto the floor. "So, how about it then? I'll tutor you in Potions and any other subject you are having difficulties in. I honestly don't mind since it'll only help to ensure I know things that much better. And perhaps you can show me a thing or two about Transfiguration. I don't really know any licensed animaguses, so this is definitely something new for me."
Felicity giggled again as she looked at Simon, her body balancing on the edge of her seat while she gripped it tightly, knuckles going white. Again, the train lurched and jolted causing her to jump and let out a tiny yelp as she lost balance and began to slip onto the floor with a small, but embarrassing, thud. Giggling a bit more, she looked up at Simon with a sheepish look and wondered if he'd take her up on the offer.
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Had the train always been this bumpy? Simon had to pause for a moment to think about the answer and couldn't really figgure it out. But with every twist in the tracks the train seemed to lurch almost unnaturally, and nearly send him falling off his seat as well as causing all of Felicity's problems with sliding. It was awkward, and he did his best to laugh it off, what he wasn't going to laugh off however was the fact that he had some how wound up with a tutor for all of his other classes. So much for a year of being tardy and not paying attention he thought with a light roll of his eyes.
"Okay sounds good." He said with a smile. He was actually looking forward to working with this Ravenclaw. She seemed rather awkward but her heart and mind were both in a good place, and he could probably use the help if his grades from the last year were an indication of how well he would do this year. In many ways Felicity was actually an interesting person to be around, and if nothing else her constant clumsy movements and blushing was making him laugh a little. She was pleasant and he couldn't say that about many people.
"I'll try my best to teach you about transfiguration magic though I will admit teaching will be rather new to me, and you can help me in my other classes. I guess I will be rather dependent on you." He said giving her a slight bow of appreciation. He was giving her quite the task in truth, and there was the small worry that she was getting in over head by getting involved with someone like Simon, but maybe that wouldn't be the case? In truth Simon was more just hoping he could actually teach what he knew, his notes and organization skills weren't the best and he had never tried to take an apprentice before.
As the car lurched again and skipped a track Simon was practically thrown to the ground. One moment he had been laying flat on his bench and the next he was face down on the floor between the two seats. Slowly getting back up the slytherin could only blush heavily as he sighed embarassed by the moment. "The rain must be making the train ride worse I don't remember it getting this bad last year." He wanted to add or any year prior, but Mycroft didn't even know if he actually remembered all that far back.
Simon slowly sat back down in his chair feeling embarrassed but not broken. The door of their room slid back open and the food trolly rolled into view pushed by an older witch. Looking into the room he smiled towards the two students, "Would you two like anything off of the cart?"
Simon paused a moment going through his bags for his wallet. He knew he had some cash around here somewhere if he could just find the thing. "You want to get anything Felicity or are you gonna save your appetite for the opening feast?" The cart really only sold treats and sweets the likes of which were very bad for you. Still they were a great way to tide the travel, and Simon just kept up his hopes that he was gonna find his wallet before time ran out on the option. It took half a day for them to reach Hogwarts, and for Mycroft half a day without any kind of food was a nightmare in it's self.
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"Yes, the train seems especially bumpy this year," Felicity stated as she rubbed at her backside and sat herself back down. She reached for her robes and situated them back around her slim shoulders, letting out a whimpering sigh as she did so. "Mm, much better," she whispered mostly to herself.
The train seemed to lurch a few more times as it sped along the tracks, rain pelting hard against the window as the sky remained dark and ominous overhead. Felicity peered outside for a moment, wondering if it was merely the rain that was giving the train issue or if perhaps the track was just finally needing some repair. Either way, she had no doubt the Ministry would be receiving word and any problems would be dealt with in short order. Things in the magical world usually were. It was something that still astounded her despite things, but then she wondered if perhaps part of that was due to growing up in a world full of muggles, knowing she somehow didn't belong. It wasn't until that fateful day when she'd received that letter that she had confirmation that all her speculations had been true. She was different, far more different than she'd even dared herself to imagine!
"I've no doubt you'll be fine," Felicity said reassuringly. She wasn't sure how well Simon would be able to teach her about the more advanced bits of Transfiguration. But she was a quick study and found herself hopeful that some one on one time with an actual licensed animagus might actually make a difference. It was worth a try at least. She smiled at his further comments, but waved them off. "Oh, don't worry. I honestly don't mind," she added. "It'll be a good review for me. After all, we have our O.W.L.s at the end of the year. So, anything that'll help toward achieving Os in that is something I'll take on." She laughed a little and reached up a hand to cover her mouth.
Felicity tried to think on which classes she and Simon had shared together in the past, but it was hard to say exactly. She definitely recalled his face and was certain that Potions was not one of the classes they'd sharedsince she recalled everyone she's shared a Potions class withbut still, she knew they'd had at least one or so. But, no matter. They were talking now and had Ancient Runes to look forward to, no doubt she'd be helping him with that as well. Perhaps they'd even become partners should projects be given their way. But for now, she'd assist as needed.
Just then, the door to their compartment slid open. Felicity turned her head to see the trolley full of sweets displayed before them and smiled. She looked over at Simon who seemed to be rummaging for something, no doubt his money. She smiled inwardly as he desperately searched. Without further hesitation, she reached for her enchanted bag and reached inside easily finding her stash of galleons, sickles and knuts, which she'd had converted prior to arriving at the station and before her parents' car had gotten its flat.
"I'll definitely want something," Felicity stated with a shy smile. Just then her tummy rumbled. Her cheeks reddened and she patted her tummy gently as she took a small handful of galleons and handed them to the witch at the trolley. She gave her a smile. "I'd love some licorice whips, please. Oh and some chocolate frogs." She turned to look at Simon and blushed. "I... I collect the cards," she admitted sheepishly. Looking back at the witch and the trolley, she tapped at her chin contemplatively. "And anything he wants too," she added as she handed her money over for the sweets.
Felicity looked over at Simon, unsure if he'd found what he was looking for or notthough she was fairly sure it was his wallet. She smiled sweetly and gestured he choose something from the trolley before the witch moved on to the next compartment.
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Simon's face paled at the mention of the O.W.L.s in a second his easy year had just gone strait to hell. Those tests were supposed to be the killer of the magical world, and he had completely forgotten about them till now. However this also played to his advantage because while he might have to deal with the O.W.L.s this year he also had a rather cute member of Ravenclaw, the smartest of the houses to help him out. He scratched his head, averting his for a moment. "I completely forgot about those tests. Didn't even really study this past summer." He said truthfully.
Simon was about ready to just dump the contents of his bag all over the floor to find his coin. About to give up and give a frustrated sigh and just give up, Felicity seemed to offer to pick up the bill to give him a little extra time. He gave a very thankful nod towards her as he put down his bag temporarily giving up the search which he would be going back to as soon as he made his selection. "I'd like a pack Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Thank you, I promise I will pay you back and I won't forget this." He said very thankful towards Felicity.
Sitting down a moment later with his bag still in his hands as he got the package of beans. Even after the trolly had moved on, he gave a frustrated growl. He knew he had his wallet and he just needed to figgure out where he had packed it. Simon frustrated as ever finally decided to put an end to his search, and pulled out his wand. The 10" long black fir wand was slender with no curves or notches, it's handle was twisted around making a smooth round edge. It's core was dragon heart-string and he was pointing it down at his bag. They weren't technically at Hogwarts yet so magic was still technically illegal, however this situation was starting too seem more then dire enough to allow it.
Holding his wand tight there were some rules one didn't break, and this was a particularly big one. Lowering his wand he shook his head. "I'll get my wallet once we arrive, and pay you back." He said lightly. Putting his wand back where it came from. Sighing he sat back into his chair annoyed he kicked his bag. The summoning charm could wait till they were at Hog warts, that and he was having the sinking suspicion that he had packed his wallet into his larger trunk without thinking either way he would pay her back for the beans.
Sitting down and becoming more calm he smiled towards Felicity. "I used to collect some of the cards as well... Who did you get?" He asked wondering if she got a rare she needed for her collection. Opening the package of beans. He had long accepted the fact that it was impossible to know if what you were getting was a good or bad flavor, rather for him that was just part of the fun. Taking out one he popped it into his mouth. Biting down he quickly swallowed it down caughting. "Spicy." Figures the first one he would get would be a jalapeno pepper flavored bean. His face turned red, and his eyes watered slightly. Reaching forward he offered Felicity one of the many beans while he recovered. "It's great *Caugh* Try some."
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Felicity gathered up her sweets and began to sort them out on her seat. Her stormy eyes swept over the array of chocolate frogs that laid out before her while Simon picked out his own treats from the trolley. She smiled a bit as he made his choices, glad she was able to help him out. Seeing as the two would be working together over the course of the semester, she found it nice that she could help him out in this situationeven if it was a simple one. She glanced over after he'd picked out what he wanted and giggled softly as he coughed and sputtered, eating a spicy every-flavor-bean.
"Mm, let's see, shall we?" Felicity said excitedly as she reached for one of the chocolate frogs.
Grabbing one of the boxes, Felicity began to carefully open it up. She sucked in a sharp breath and then pushed back a stray raven-colored lock as it cascaded over her shoulder. Her robes were slipping off her body as she hunched over her little pile of sorted sweets. Finally, she opened the lid and...
Croak!
The chocolate frog leaped out of the box and into Felicity's lap causing her to squeal with delight. Her cheeks went pink as she watched the chocolate treat hop and croak until the enchantment wore off and it went still, merely the candy treat it was.
Felicity turned to look over at Simon, her cheeks flushed as her eyes found his. "I always find that part a bit fun," she mused. "It never gets old for me." Giggling, she peered inside her box and pulled out the card. "Hrm, looks like I got Merwyn the Malicious." Her lips went into a frown. "I don't have any of him, but what a morbid card."
Just then the train lurched causing Felicity to drop her card. She bit down on her lower lip and reached down to retrieve it, her robe slipping off her body. Outside the compartment, she could hear others talking and walking about, no doubt getting a bit restless as their journey to Hogwarts wore on. It was a long trip from Kings Cross and not unusual for students to meander about.
Looking over at Simon, Felicity tilted her head a little. She popped the chocolate frog into her mouth and gave him a smile. After she finished her chocolate she nodded. "Sure, I'll try a bean. Would you like a frog?" she asked while reaching to take a bean. She placed it in her mouth and scrunched her face. "Ooof," she said. "I think I got one that tastes like dirt." She giggled a little as she quickly went to swallow it down. "At least it wasn't vomit." Her cheeks reddened and she gestured toward her own stash for Simon to peruse if he felt so incline. She then took a licorice whip and began to unwind it and put an end into her mouth to nibble.
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Simon laughed for a moment seeing how she reacted with the chocolate frog. When he was offered the candy however he waved his hand turning it down. He had enough with just his beans as much as chocolate probably would have helped him quell the fire that had been inside his mouth he still didn't really want to cost Felicity anymore then he already had. If he did too much then he was going to feel like a mooch and then he would never be able to forgive himself. Still he smiled seeing the joy she got out of the frog. "No thanks, ever since one of them jumped onto my face as a child I've never really liked those things. That and I can't have dairy, so no chocolate for me."
Simon laughed a little bit more as she got a dirt flavored bean. Chuckling under his breath as he shook his head. "The odd's of getting vomit flavored beans are very rare. Only one in every twelve or thirteen packages has it." He said quoting some statistic he remembered. Reaching into the box he pulled out another bean and bit down on it, testing it for a moment before enjoying it. Swallowing it back he smiled "That one was lemon." He said more then happy to have one of his favorite flavors. Leaning back into his chair he smiled laughing at the card she managed to pull. Morbid yes, but it was also rather amusing. "I bet 5 Galleons the back of that card mentions he is a slytherin." for some reason almost all of the evil wizards came out of his house, it wasn't a fair bet, and if he won it there was no way he would force Felicity to actually pay him. It was just a way he could try to pay her back a little more... but only if he was wrong.
He paused hearing other voices coming closer to their door, and shrugged it off not thinking they were gonna come in, but that expectation was dashed rather quickly when the door to their compartment was swung open, and abrown hared boystuck his face in. His blue eyes checked the car for a moment and he opened the door completely passing into the room.
"Well what do we have here!" The boy said. He wore the crest of ravenclaw on his robes, and recognized Felicity with a sharp glance. His name was Kyle Stein. He gave a small yawn as he walked inside the room looking between Felicity and the slytherin male that he didn't really recognize. It was an odd sight to see anyone trying to talk to Felicity. she was awkward and weird, not to mention a mudblood. So seeing her with a member of slytherin was both shocking and odd. "Mind if we crash your little party?" He said gesturing to the person he was leading behind him.
Simon blinked for a moment looking between Felicity and the other boy they were both Ravenclaws so there was probably some kind of history between them. "Friend of yours Felicity?" He said lightly wondering as he grabbed another bean and then immediately tossed it in the box again, to search for another one. You only need to see that pink body with green and purple spots once too remember the flavor for the rest of your life. Shivering slightly as he searched for another more kinder flavor pulling out another bean and popped it into his mouth, and his smile failed him as he got a very strong matalic flavor in his mouth. "Blood flavor? I didn't even know they made that." He shook his head still better then the pink one.
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Felicity looked over at Simon with an arched brow and tilted head. Her dark hair had mostly dried thanks to the heater's hot whooshing air blowing into their tiny compartment. Tendrils fell over her shoulders and a few stray strands had managed to fall over her face, concealing it from view ever so slightly. Her robes had slipped off her slim body, pooled in a rumpled heap about her as she began to turn her card about in her small hands. She bit down on her lip as she read over the card to herself:
'Merwyn the Malicious was an outspoken wizard of his time and known for his performance of unpleasant spells and nasty hexes.'
"Hrm, well," Felicity half mumbled as her gray eyes inspected the card through the dark locks that covered her eyes. She was reluctant to read more, to look and see just what origin this Merwyn the Malicious might've had. Just as her eyes found the Slytherin crest, her heart beating fast beneath her breast as she saw the tiny silvery serpent, her face went hot and her breath caught in her throat.
Just then, before Felicity could answer, the door to their compartment swung open. Immediately, she sat upright, her train of thought interrupted entirely as she stared straight into the eyes of Kyle. The Ravenclaw definitely had a reputation among those of her house. Her spine rigid, she tucked her card away and gathered up her sweets.
"Hello, Kyle," Felicity said softly giving him a nod, though her eyes didn't quite meet his. She scooted over to the corner, her robes bunching up into a ball behind her as she moved, unsure if Kyle and his friend were going to make themselves more comfortable or not. Not wanting to make any assumptions, she figured it best to just make the room just in case.
Felicity's eyes never left the floor. "Simon, this is Kyle Stein. He's in my house," she said softly, gesturing toward her housemate. "Kyle, Simon Mycroft of Slytherin house."
Without further hesitation, Felicity nibbled even more furiously on the licorice whip she'd begun to chew on only moments ago, her cheeks burning as the tension in the small space seemed to grow. She allowed her eyes to drift slightly and she managed a glimpse of Kyle's shoes. Meanwhile, outside in the corridor beyond the compartment, she could just barely tell that more students were bustling by, no doubt seeking out friends to catch up with before they arrived back at school. Though she could distinctly hear a few voices shouting insults, while another few seemed to be laughing.
Typical.
Felicity then looked over at Simon as he chewed and swallowed down his blood-flavored bean. She didn't know why, but for some reason, the timing of such a flavor seemed oddly appropriate. Unable to help herself, she smiled a little, her hands rubbing at her arms. "They do make every flavor," she said almost musically, though her voice was still quite soft. Averting her eyes once more though her smile remained, her cheeks turned bright pink.
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Felicity didn't seem to need to raise her voice in order for Simon to know that he was right. In fact he could practically read it on her face and so he waved it away showing he didn't really care about the money at all. Though every time she was embarrassed he had more then a little fun. He didn't mean for it to be directly at her expense but damn it if her face didn't light up in one of the cutest ways he had ever witnessed. He enjoyed her company perhaps more then most other slytherin, she was cute, smart, and unique. Simon shook his head for a moment her face was payment enough. "Your cute embarrassment is payment enough for a life time, no bet, and also never play cards with anyone." With her face it seemed like it would be impossible for her to win at such a game.
When she introduced Simon to Kyle however he blinked curiously. There was an odd tension in the air around the two of them. For a moment he was about to mistake it for some sort of former lovers quarrel with one another, but the way Felicity hadn't answered his question about him being a friend told him wonders about the two. He didn't know what reputation she had among other members of ravenclaw but Simon was the same with most slytherin holding his own foul reputation. He knew disapproval when he saw it someones eyes.
Simon also let out a soft laugh when she made her joke about every flavor. That was most certainly true, and so he took another bean, and popped it into his mouth trying to figure out how best to remove Kyle from this situation. At the same time however he didn't want to start a fight, and he currently didn't have any magic with which to use. He had a single weapon, the pink and green bean he still held onto.
Kyle on the other hand smiled glowing for a moment that he had found a pure blood Slytherin. Smiling for a moment he looked between them, but then blinked slowly as he heard the last name. "Mycroft?" He said linguistically for a moment. The name was familiar though not one of the wealthy families. He was almost certain though that Simons mother had held some sort of position. Though with the wizarding community everything was so closely knit together that it was actually hard to keep track of everyone's name.
"You know Simon you really shouldn't fraternize with..." Kyle gestured towards Felicity trying to figure out how best to put his comment. He looked between the two of them, Simon's face was getting harder and harder to read for a moment, while Felicity seemed her usual awkward self. "Well it looks bad when a family such as yours goes around with mudbloods."
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Felicity could feel the weight of Kyle's gaze as he stood there, the way he judged her and now Simon. Sitting silently against the corner, her back up against her bunched up robes, she gritted her teeth and hoped the moment would pass by quickly. Unfortunately, her housemate seemed determined to linger about with his friend. His intentions? Oh, she wasn't sure. Though she was certain part of it was to now ensure that she was having a bad time on her trip back to school. Any time she crossed paths with him that seemed to be the way of things. After all, he did have a reputation to uphold. It was amazing that he had any friends at all. But he did. The boy with him was proof enough.
Daring to look over at Simon, Felicity lifted her head and allowed her eyes to find those of the Slytherin's. He was still sitting there rather casually, popping another bean into his mouth as he looked over at Kyle and acknowledged him. She swallowed hard, her heart beating so hard she swore it might find a way to tear itself out of her chest. How Simon was able to seem so relaxed as he sat there, she had no idea. Perhaps it was a Slytherin thing. Most Slytherins seemed able to pull off this feat. Just as her eyes locked with his she heard that abominable word leave Kyle's mouth, rolling off his tongue with such ease she wondered how it was that he was able to sleep at night.
Mudblood.
One would think that Felicity would be used hearing such things. Only truth of the matter was that she wasn't. Use of the word had dropped rather significantly since the Second Wizarding War had been fought. It was only those wizarding families with the older ideals, those unable to truly let go and embrace the fact that You Know Wh-... that Voldemort... was truly dead and gone. Such families were few and far between and the popularity they once held didn't come close to anything special nowadays.
"I found Simon's car," Felicity offered up in case Simon wanted an out. She was bothered that Kyle was trying to insult him. It was one thing for him to insult her, but another for him to turn and try to belittle another. So far the Slytherin had been nothing but nice to her and watching her housemate try to use his suave tricks in hopes to corner Simon upset her greatly. She raked a trembling hand through her long, dark hair. "And I needed some place to sit."
Just then, the train lurched and Felicity felt her body jostle as she nearly tumbled out of her seat. Truly the tracks were in a state of disarray and the Ministry would be hearing about it. No doubt many would be complaining in short order. Again, the train lurched and she hit her head against the window behind her head causing her to wince.
"Oww," Felicity yelped, her one hand moving to grip her seat to help prevent her from falling onto the floor.
More than anything, Felicity wished she could grab her wand and hex Kyle into next week. The wizard deserved it and more. But doing so would only result in trouble and misery. There was also expulsion to worry about and the Ravenclaw just wasn't worth the effort. Embarrassed and wishing she could hide, she reached behind herself and tried to pull her robes back up and around her body. Unfortunately, they'd twisted up, so it was a struggle as she tried to get them up about her shoulders. Finally, she gave up and let them fall back down upon the seat in a crumpled heap, a small scowl playing on her lips while her skin flushed and the tension in the tiny compartment continued to rise.
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Simon let out a low breath feeling the tension. Getting up to his seat he pulled out the only weapon he had, making sure to look as abscentminded as possible as he grabbed the bean out of the box. He just shook his head trying to remain as calm as possible though under his collected exterior he was fuming for many reasons. The main one being that his act though for the greater good was probably hurting the already upset Felicity, who had still done nothing wrong. For now he just gave a small sigh shaking his head. When Felicity bashed her head against the window and sat frustraited that she couldn't get her robes back on he wanted nothing more then to comfort her, but stayed with the trap he was laying. "I could have guessed, want one?"
He said offering up the bean to Kyle, who took it without hesitation. Kyle was thinking only that he had made an ally as he popped the bean into his mouth, and bit down the flavor becoming aparant as he gagged and choked on it. Every part of his body was both seezing up in disgust and at the same time trying to get it out, the result being that he bit down harder, and the disgusting tasting bean was stuck to his teeth.
Simon smiled a little more cruelty now. "Yeah that's about the flavor you deserve to chew on right now. Salazar Slytherin was a great wizard accomplishing many fantastic and impossible feats with his life, He was cunning ambitious, and cared deeply for his students, during his time as one of the founding members of hogwarts he mastered the language of snakes, tamed one of the worlds greatest killing machines, and revolutionized the way we look at defense against the dark arts, as well as created many spying charms still in use by the minestry today, but... Do you know what he is most remembered for?"
Kyle stepped back from Simon choking for a moment still trying to spit out the remnants of the flavor. Shaking his head his eyes watered for a moment. Simon was on the other hand more then happy to educate him. "Betraying his friends, lying and creating a feud that would divide the wizarding world leading up and creating a situation where Voldemort calling himself a dark lord could use our colors to try and take over the world... Get out." Simon was finished grabbing the car door he slammed it in Kyle's still pained face.
Simon shrugged off the frustration and turned towards Felicity a warm smile on his face offering her another bean from the box. "Pure bloods am I right? we can just never seem to get off our damned high horse, even when the poor thing is drowning in mud." Sitting down this time next to Felicity he let out a long sigh, and placed a hand on her shoulder kindly touching her back to try and comfort her.
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Cheeks burning and head throbbing, Felicity wished she could just somehow leave the tiny compartment. But unfortunately Kyle and his friend who stood behind him barred the way. The way they sneered and smiled as she sat there, clearly uneasy and botheredoh how she just wished she could hide the she was feeling at that very momentwas unnerving. And Simon... Simon was just able to sit there calm and collected as if unfazed. It truly had to be a Slytherin trait. Or maybe it was just a trait everyone else but her seemed to have?
Now that was something Felicity could believe.
Refusing to give into the emotions roiling beneath the surface, Felicity knew she couldn't dare look anyone in the eye. Doing so would cause her to lose all self-control and, as it was, she was barely holding on to her dignity. Sucking in a sharp breath, she counted silently to five and then slowly exhaled, the air shaky as it passed over her lips. As the tension began to grow, she focused on Simon's voice as he began to talk to Kyle, suddenly offering up one of the beans. For a fleeting moment, her steely eyes flitted over to the Slytherin as he handed the candy to her housemate. She could see the smug grin on the Ravenclaw's face, but in an instant it was gone and soon he was sputtering and choking. She then shifted her eyes back toward Simon, his calm, nonchalant demeanor slowly changing to that of cruel, almost sinister.
Felicity felt a shiver run along her spine as she listened to Simon speak, his words cold, but sincere, as he forced Kyle and his friend out of the compartment and finally slammed the door in their faces. She bit down on her lip, her cheeks hot due to what had just transpired. She looked up at Simon through dark locks that had fallen in front of her face and then pushed them away absently, a small but crooked smile just barely there as he moved to sit down next to her. His actions against Kyle had certainly been unexpected, though she was glad to know she'd found someone unafraid to stand up for what he thought, not to mention wasn't prejudice against muggle-borns.
"Thank you," Felicity said softly, leaning slightly into Simon's touch as he gently placed his hand against her back. His gesture was kind and comforting and more than helped to take her mind of the unpleasantness that Kyle had tried to create. "Kyle is definitely that," she added looking over at him, her cheeks turning pink. "But I wouldn't say that's true of all pure bloods." She gave him a smile as she let out a tiny sigh and averted her eyes, her hands suddenly moving to her lap as she fidgeted with the hem of her skirt. "I... I think I know one, maybe two, who are worth getting to know."
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Simon laughed slightly at Felicity's comment. As she leaned in closer to his touch he didn't push her away rather brought her just a little bit closer. Placing a warm dry arm across her shoulder and he smiled. He shook his head still feeling bad that for a moment he had to lie to her in order to get Kyle to eat the bean, though the way she was smiling told him that all was forgiven. He leaned back keeping his arm on Felicity for as long as she would allow him to have it there. "Good when you find those people they are worth hanging onto, don't ever let them go, and besides you know how the old saying goes."
"Perhaps in Slytherin you'll meet your real friends." Simon cut himself off at the rest of the house old poem. Not wanting to tarnish what he meant by it, and rather just savor the fact that he actually got to use the cheesiest line he could think of, and if he didn't lie, savor the fact that he had also gotten rid of the rare vomit flavor bean. Normally it wasn't a flavor he would wish upon his worst enemy, but Kyle had deserved it in more then one way, and now with that bean gone he could happily eat away at his box of beans without fear of truly terrible flavors.
Simon let out a long sigh for a moment just feeling the movement of the train and a more peaceful silence accompanied with the sound of rain over the train. All of it helped to restore the peaceful friendly atmosphere the two had been building up since before Kyle's intervention. Slytherin wasn't the same as it had been back then, most families understood now what happened if they continued down the old ways of thinking, and Slytherin house had been opened up to muggle born, and magic born alike. It was the first and only amendment set out by the school since the days of the four creators. Slytherin was still the home of the ambitious, and the clever, Still held the name of their creator, but the staff had long agreed the house needed to be changed if peace was to be reserved, and it also helped to recognize that ambition was a trait anyone could share regardless of birth.
Still with the new Slytherin came new challenges, and repairing their name was one of many. It was difficult to find a slytherin in this day and age who agreed with the old line of thinking, it was too stunting held you back in too many places, and if you wanted to succeed you couldn't be held back you had to adapt to the times if you wanted to be clever. Shaking his head Mycroft gave a small giggle. Seeing her face was still red. "You know I've actually always wondered about how the otherside lives, I took muggle studies once, but one of the kids there told me it was completely racist, almost like the teacher had no idea was he was talking about."
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Felicity's cheeks reddened a bit more as she sat there next to Simon, leaning against him as he let his arm fall against her body. It was warm and the weight welcoming as he offered her comfort after everything that had happened. To think they'd only just begun to really get to know each other on this train ride. Not long ago, he'd merely been a face she recognized, someone she knew she'd shared a class with at one point or another and nothing more. But now? Now there was something deeperan alliance, a bond and, when she thought a bit more on it, most definitely a friendship. She owed him a lot for his act of cunning valor that he'd displayed with Kyle. It had been a sight to behold and no acquaintancenot even friendly oneshad ever gone to such lengths for her in the past. Not for anything.
"Perhaps," Felicity mumbled almost inaudibly, smiling as her eyes remained fixed on her lap and her cheeks continued to burn. Simon's words touched her as he said them. Finally, she shifted a little and turned to look upon his face.
It truly had been an eventful day, everything unfolding in ways she hadn't quite expected. Her day had started out dreadfully when her parents' car had gotten the flat and she had to say her goodbyes prematurely and walk in the rain. But she hardly could think on that now. She could hear the wind howling outside the window as the rain pelted the train. The storm was definitely getting worse, but at least they were inside. And now that she was in the company of someone like Simon, she could almost forget about her earlier troubles of the day.
Felicity grabbed one of her licorice whips that was nearby and brought it up to her mouth. She began to nibble on the end of it as she peered into Simon's eyes. "Muggle studies?" she stated more than asked. "Well, I never took it since it's an elective and being muggle-born, there isn't a need..." Her voice trailed and she tapped her chin. "You know," she said, her expression turning thoughtful. "I could tell you all about muggles, if you want." She giggled a bit, her worries about Kyle nearly forgotten.
Just then, Felicity let go of her skirt hem with her free hand and touched Simon's leg, her body moving a bit closer to his. She tilted her head as she nibbled on her treat, her eyes going wide as she looked up at him in wait for an answerpreferably an approving one.
"My parents aren't anything flashy. My dad is a doctor and my mom is a librarian," Felicity spoke, her voice soft. "Maybe that's why I love to read," she added, talking mostly to herself. She giggled a little and shrugged, her hand still resting on Simon's leg. "No matter though. But I can tell you about that and what my home is like, the things we have there. I even have muggle pictures in my trunk!" She exclaimed, her voice showing enthusiasm. "I can show you those. They don't move about like magical photos, so you might find them boring. But they are interesting all the same," she said with a nod. "I can show you lots of things, well, if you want me to."
Felicity blushed, her eyes moving to her hand that was touching Simon's leg. Gasping softly, she bit down on her lip and hesitantly pulled her hand back to her lap and began to fidget with her skirt once again.
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Simon smiled and nodded at the thought of learning about the muggles. They were fascinating, and without the use of magic they had created a civilization that easily eclipsed many of the accomplishments of the wizarding world. His third year professor though dubious often spoke about how the muggles had mastered storing items such as songs and music in clouds. He was snapped back to reality when he heard that her father was a doctor, and her mother was a librarian. It was fascinating and he smiled lightly. "You will have to teach me, and show me everything, though I think we will have to slow down a little, at this rate you will end up having to teach me every subject this school has to offer." He stuck out his tongue with a slightly teasing tone.
"Hey don't knock doctors. My uncle is a doctor in the memory care ward at St Mungo's hospital. Ever since he got hit with a memory charm the man thinks he is a dentist." He said with a laughing\joking tone. "In all truth though they sound like accomplished people in their own right, and you should be proud of your family, and I would love to see your pictures. I hardly think of anything like that as boring they are of your family after all." He said happily.
As her hand touched his leg he honestly didn't mind he was just happy to have her with him, and he didn't mind how close she got to him. In truth he had started it with the hand on her back and was silently waiting for her to reject him. Waiting for her to push away from him or something to that effect what happened instead was that she pulled away her hand with a rather cute sounding gasp. "It's okay, I don't bite, often." He said giving her a wide grin. He felt an odd yet strong connection to her. Felicity was cute, and oddly charming. She was also slowly but surely winning over his heart in a way, Simon knew when he was crushing, and this was pretty much the same kind of feeling. There was a connection here, and he liked that fact.
There was a moment of silence and then just as Simon was about to say something there was another hard bump in the tracks this time the entire train car shuddered and he felt his head bash against Felicity's as his body was practically thrown agianst hers. "Son of a..." He took a deep breath catching himself before he let an explicative cross his mouth. He rubbed his head lightly. "I'm sorry are you okay?"
Simon recovered wanting off the train more and more, though this time the reason for the shuddering was explained as the sound of thunder rolled over the sky. "There is no way the first years are taking the trip across the lake in this weather. Almost feel sorry for the little kids they are gonna miss out." He said remembering the first time he had ever seen the school from across the lake, the lights, and still waters all reflecting around the stars. "Would you like to know about my family?" He said after another moment.
"My father's name is Micheal Mycroft, he and his best friend own a shop in Diagon Alley called slugs and jiggers Apothecary, and my Mother works under the department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic." The work his mother did under the ministry of Magic was almost always classified there was very little in the way of her that he really understood. His father on the other hand was a complete open book an honest man who works in a shop with an old friend. "Afraid neither of them are all that spectacular." He said giving a small shrug.
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Felicity couldn't help but smile at Simon, his reassuring comments only making her feel more at ease in his presence. She laughed silently to herself as she thought on how frustrated she'd been at having arrived so late at Kings Cross, nearly missing her train and getting caught in the down pour outside. For a moment, she peered out the window, glimpsing at the rain as it continued to come down in torrents. A shiver ran along her spine just then and she attempted to reach for her robes. But they were still bunched up on the seatpartially behind and partially beside heras she sat next to Simon on the seat.
The burn on Felicity's cheeks intensified when Simon made the joke about biting, but she giggled despite herself and brought up a hand to rake it through her dark hair as it fell over her shoulders. When her fingers reached the end, she began to twist the locks idly, her head tilting as she leaned against him just a bit more, relishing both the comfort and company.
"Good to know," Felicity said softly through her giggle. "It's been noted." She turned to look at Simon just then, her eyes finding his. It was in that moment when the train lurched and Simon's head plummeted toward her own. "Ouch!" she yelped as Simon shouted out. Immediately, her hand went up to rub at the sore spot, but her eyes were fixed on the Slytherin. "I'm fine," she said sheepishly, still smiling despite the little accident. "I hope you are as well." She thought about reaching up to touch him; the urge strong to just...
But, Felicity thought better of it, not wanting to make herself out to be more awkward than she already knew she was. Her skin flushed and she twisted her fingers through her hair as she shifted slightly in her seat next to him while they made small talk.
Giving Simon a smile, she nodded excitedly when he mentioned his family. "Oh yes, I'd love to hear about your family," she said. At that, she curled up next to him, bringing her legs up onto the seat. She turned her body slightly and looked directly at him, giving him her full attention. "Well, like you told me, you should be proud of your parents," she stated, her tone resembling the same one he gave her when he'd said similarly to her moments ago. She smiled and giggled, her expression thoughtful yet coy. "I think we could learn a lot from each other just by delving into each others' histories. It's pretty exciting," she added. "You'll have to tell me what it's like living in a magical home. I've never seen or anything like that before. I've only ever been to Hogwarts," she admitted, her eyes moving to gaze upon the floor. "So, think of it as a trade. We can teach each other."
At that, Felicity looked back over at Simon, her smile lighting up her face.
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Simon's eyes were brought back to Felicity's smile, and for a moment he wanted to lean in a little further and do something he had never really done before. However he immediately fought the urge back. Friend or not he had just met her, and Felicity was the type to take things rather personally from what he had seen so far. He had no idea what something like a kiss would even do in his mind to their just starting friendship, and in truth he didn't want to take any kind of risks. There was a loud whistle to signify that the train was coming up to Hogwarts, and So Simon got up from his seat a little reluctantly. "Time to change, you know how it is." He said with a small bow, walking outside of the room. Hogwarts was a school with a mandatory uniform, the robes were only part of it, and so he turned smiling towards Felicity and gave a small bow, "I look forward to learning all i can from you in the coming year." He said happily before shutting the door and taking up a guard stance outside.
The rest of the night was covered by the storm. Even the trip outside of the train and onto the waggons, was a miserable muddy plight, that Simon didn't really mind. The castle was well illuminated, and when they finally got to those dry halls, they were welcomed with the ability to once again use magic. Suddenly drying off was as easy as a flick of a wand. For within the schools halls there were no restrictions placed upon them in the casting of magic. It was a home of practice and education. Simon had spent all the time he could near to or close to Felicity on that day, but upon getting into the great hall all houses were devided and the Slytherin found himself with the rest of the snakes. Though he sat facing the Ravenclaw table.
The sorting ceremony came and went with the hat's usual musical tone. Mycroft kept an ear open to any names that he would have known, but in truth his eyes hardly glanced at the first years. He was more preoccupied with the fifth year student. He felt like a stalker, and yet at the same time didn't really care, because he was a stalker with the best of intentions. afterthe headmasterDarwin Evert reminded and told everyone of the rules, the feast began and then shortly after Mycroft ate enough that he felt sick the night was over, with the walk down to the dungeons and into the slytherin common room. The password this year was oddly enough Merwyn the Malicious following the slytherin tradition of naming each years password after a famous wizard who graduated from their grand house. From there Simon found his bed where his belongings were and fell asleep.
Tomorrow was going to be a loong day there was no doubt about that. classes were too resume, and at some point he would have a class with Ravenclaw, and ancient runes with Felicity tomorrow. It was kind of odd that was what he was most looking forward too.
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Felicity was lost in thought as she looked into Simon's eyes. Truly the train ride back to school had turned into something much more than she'd ever expected or could have hoped for. She felt a strange flutter in her tummy as she looked into his eyes, taking note of how the light reflected off the flecks of green that resided there. He looked almost angelic with his fair features staring back at her, a kind face and warm smile. She blushed yet again despite herself, her eyes flitting from his eyes down to his mouth. She licked her lips just then and began to twist furiously at her hair. Just then the whistle suddenly sounded breaking her from her reverie. Biting down on her lower lip, she let out a tiny giggle.
It wasn't long before Felicity changed into her Ravenclaw uniform, her rumpled robe slung about her shoulders in a disheveled manner. But no matter, they were hers and they were warm. "Until later," she said to Simon before finally leaving the platform as they went to return to the school, the castle looming in the distance. Fortunately, they were all able to travel under the cover of the wagons. It was a pity the storm was so terrible this year, causing changes in what had been the most beloved of traditions. She heaved a heavy sigh as she watched even the 'first years' get escorted to their own special wagons since travel over the lake was nigh impossible as the thunder roared and the lightning cracked and flashed across the dark sky.
Once inside and at the Ravenclaw table, Felicity felt that strange sense of belonging wash over her. She didn't really have many friends at school, but there was that feeling of finally being in a place where she was with others who were similar, who could understand what it was like to be her. For some reason that gave her comfort even if very few gave her the time of day. But it hardly mattered. She had her classes to look forward to and... She turned to glance over at the Slytherin table, her stormy eyes finding Simon amongst the crowd without too much effortshe'd be able to notice him anywhere nowand smiled. For a brief moment she swore that their eyes locked. Sucking in a sharp breath, she bit down on her lip and blushed, her hands going to work to fill her plate with something to eat.
Across the way,Andromeda Sheppleyeyed her housemate, her fiery hair as red as the flames she felt seething against her face as she watched Felicity, that no good mudblood making eyes at one of their own.
The nerve.
Andie didn't know Simon well, but she'd had a class with him the year before. One thing she did know was that he was a pure-blood and that was enough for her to find him rather attractive.
"So, Felicity," Andie began. "Rumor has it that you were late getting to the train. Something about a flat tire?" The witch giggled as she pushed at her fiery tresses. "Honestly, traveling in such a beastly manner," she added with a disapproving huff. "It's a wonder you ever make it here year after year."
Felicity blushed a little and bit into a roll. She chewed and swallowed it down and shrugged. "I hardly notice it, Andromeda," she said flatly.
Just then a blonde girlMelinda Evercreechparaded down the hall and made her way to her seat at the Gryffindor table, a small entourage following her. She scowled as if annoyed, but it was clear that she was loving the attention despite her actions. "Here," the blonde said pushing up her glasses and then dropping her robes on a random 'first year'. "You can put these... somewhere."
"Yes, Melinda. Whatever you say."
And so the evening wore on. Felicity was more than grateful when she was able to finally head up toward the Astronomy Tower where the Ravenclaw dorms wereaway from the hustle and bustle, away from it all. As she finally got into bed and felt her eyes slowly closing, her last thoughts were about Simon and the class they'd be sharing the next day. She also wondered if they'd get a chance to see each other at any other times between classes. Blushing... drifting... she figured only she could be so lucky.
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Simon awoke early in the morning thanks in part to one of his fellow members of Slytherin. He was a slow start, stretching and giving a heavy yawn as he woke up. His back popped in several places, and looked around the dungeons where Slytherin had their dorm room. Getting out of bed, he looked around the barracks that amounted into the male dorm, and bedroom. "I hate mornings." He said with a small glare as he got to the slytherin showers and took up a hot shower to help him wake up. getting dressed Simon left for breakfast at the great hall. Choosing not to linger around the Slytherin dorm for any longer then he needed too. It was nice to be back but classes started today and the last thing he wanted and or needed was to be late for his first class of the day. He still felt rather full from the feast he had eaten yesterday, and in his back pocket he still had the box of every flavored beans tucked away encase he wanted an unhealthy snack.
Even as he stretched as he walked Simon couldn't seem to get the feeling he wanted to have right now. He wanted to be spry, and ready for duty, but he couldn't help the feeling that it was too damn early to get up. Walking into the great hall the slytherin looked up at the sky, and saw that the storm had ceased, but more importantly the sun was only starting to rise, there were still clouds in the sky but they were white and puffy. All in all today promised to be a much calmer and warmer day then yesterday's thunderstorm.
Sitting down at the Slytherin table there were only a handful of other people around, Most would either get a later start to their day or were already headed towards what ever it was they were going to do.
On the other hand high in the Gryffendor tower a young man had chosen to fall asleep not in the bedrooms or dorms, but rather the common room of the dorm. Sprawled out on one of the many bean chairs of the tower, his name wasMarkus HarrowA fifth year student, and a half blood wizard. Though his parents were now separated he was an estranged wizard born of both worlds. He slept soundly making no sounds of any kind either snoring or otherwise tucked away in his small little corner letting the world pass him by.
Kyle walked down the path from the male dorm into the the Ravenclaw common room. His appetite had returned to him late last night, but by then it had already been too late. Now he was hungry, and annoyed having to put up with the rest of his housemates for the rest of the day. Though at least it meant he would get too see how Felicity screwed up today. He sat down in the common room. His stomach was growling telling him that he should have gone to the great hall and try to get some breakfast, but at the same time he didn't really get the chance to speak with Andie last night since he had sat far away from Felicity.
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Morning had come all too early. Felicity had found herself rather eager to start the day, her thoughts brimming with anticipation at meeting up with Simon at some pointat least she knew for a fact that they'd share Ancient Runes together. She smiled inwardly and began to hum a little tune as she pushed the blankets away from her waifish body and stretched. She glanced over toward one of the windows and caught a glimpse of sky, the dark ominous clouds from the day prior seemingly gone. The chill still lingered as she swiveled her legs over the bed's edge and sat there for a moment, drinking in the surroundings of the Ravenclaw girl's dormitory. She saw Andie scowling as she worked on her hair, nearly ready to go down into the common room and there was the prefectWinifred Weatherwaxwho looked like she'd been up for hours. The petite prefect pushed at her glasses as she looked over everyone and smiled before finally turning on her heels and heading down the stairs.
Andie finally finished her hair and headed over toward Felicity, her smile dripping with venom. "Finally up?" she drawled as she reached out and touched one of Felicity's stray dark strands. She clicked her tongue and shook her head. "You're going to look a mess for your first class, you know," she said as she walked away. "That is if you even make it on time."
Felicity just let out a sigh as Andie walked away. She knew the red-head was just trying to break her confidence. She had more than enough time to make it to class. Besides, nothing was going to ruin her day. Not when she had so much to look forward to.
As Andie made her way into the common room, she immediately spied Kyle sitting on one of the many plush seats. She smiled sweetly as she approached him, a hand moving to smooth out her skirt. "Hello, Kyle," she spoke, her voice holding a soft lilt. "Heading to breakfast?" She came up behind him, leaning over his shoulder as she asked her question. Her hair gently brushed his face, her body just barely brushing against him. "I wouldn't linger around here too much longer, the filth will be lurking about before you know it." A soft giggle erupted from her and she stood upright and moved to stand in front of him, her one hand brushing along his shoulder as she did so. "Come on, let's go."
Andie began to head toward the door, her hips swaying as she moved. She glanced over her shoulder, her chocolatey eyes finding Kyle to see if he was following or not.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Felicity had showered and was getting herself dressed. She smiled as she looked at herself in one of the mirrors. She knew she wasn't a beauty like Andie or had the charisma of someone like Winnie, but that hardly mattered. In that moment, her thoughts drifted to how Simon had stood up to Kyle on the train. She giggled softly, cheeks burning and finished getting dressed. Once done, she headed downstairs, ready to head to the Great Hall for some breakfast and then class.
Over on the other side of the castle in Gryffindor Tower, Melinda was tromping down the stairs into the common room. She giggled the moment her blue eyes fell upon the sleeping form of one her housemates. Raking a hand through her blonde hair as she shook her head and walked over to him.
"Sleepy head," Melinda whispered, a hand reaching out to shake his shoulder. When he didn't respond, she scowled and leaned over him, her lips moving to be closer to his ear. "Hey, wake up, Markus," she said a bit more forcefully. "Do you know what time it is?" Her giggles were getting louder through her whispers and she wondered if her housemate would ever make it to class that first day.
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Simon sat at his table taking hot food and piling it up on his plate, sausage, egg, scones. The first night was a feast unlike most people knew but there was always good food in the hall. Best off all were the platters that seemed to refill themselves when empty. Stretching he had only one care in the world and while he wasn't all that hungry after last night he knew he needed to keep up his strength. Today there was a long day ahead of them. He borrowed a scheduled from one of the other Slytherin students, checking over what classes he had and when. Defense Against the Dark Arts was up first, it's attending houses would be Slytherin and Gryffendor. Then Potions with ravenclaw. Simon had a disheartening sigh that it would take so long for him to see Felicity again.
It was surprisingly hard for the young man to get over his thoughts for the girl. She was cute and attractive, and ever since the day before he had been struggling to remove her image from his brain. Simon sat at the table for a moment trying to eat his breakfast while also scanning the room for people he knew. Everything seemed so calm at the school today. Like nothing would go wrong, but that also seemed like it was hopeful thinking. There was an omninous feeling in the air that he couldn't describe, a pending return to the horror that was classes.
Kyle got up when he saw Andie approach him, and nodded more then willing to walk with her. It was terrible that there were mudbloods who actually qualified to be in their house, but there was more to it then that. Felicity was weird even for her birth. She was quiet and small and no one liked her that was until yesterday. The awkward little girl suddenly had a body guard and one that had been able to trick him. Shaking his head on the other hand he looked to Andie. Here was a proper member of Ravenclaw, sharp to the wit, and fierce with the presence to match it.
"We have got to do something about that girl. Chances are good she will end up bringing down our house points like she did last year. Constantly making Ravenclaw look bad." Kyle said rather frustrated. He gave a glance around to make sure that the two of them were alone before allowing him to plot a little."And now she has her set on mycroft, could she be anymore disgraceful? We have got to do something about that, before the two can get all lovey."
Walking down to the great hall Kyle discarded the line of conversation as soon as they entered public. His arm slowly wrapping around hers as he pulled her closer. "So Andie I didn't see you all summer how have you been? Hows the family?" Kyle said with a happy smile. While at the same time he silently pointed out Simon who was busy eating breakfast.
Markus felt the breath on his skin before he actually heard another persons voice, his arm twitched and when she shook him his arm rose up to try and smack what ever was bothering him away only to weakly slap himself in the face. "I'm Up." He said coughing slightly feeling the odd pain of having hit himself and being greated by the most attractive member of the gryffendor family. Yawning Markus stretched slightly feeling his muscles pop.
"Melinda good morning... since when were girls allowed in the male dorm." He asked still half asleep not noticing that he wasn't in a bed but rather had wound up in the common room.
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Andie moved closer to Kyle as they walked toward the Great Hall, a smile playing on her pouty lips. "Don't worry, Felicity won't be nearly as much trouble this year as she was last," she stated plainly. "Trust me on that one." Her words were confident and strong. "As for Mycroft?" she continued. "Leave that to me. Or..." her voice trailed as she moved just a bit closer to her housemate. "Are you afraid you might not be able to handle it?" She gave him a look, her brow arched as her smile broadened just a bit more. "It'll mean trusting me, Kyle. You think you can do that, hrm?" At that, she gave Kyle's arm a squeeze, her body pressing up against him as they finally entered the Great Hall, the crowd of students and the rumble of their chattering voices making its way to the entrance way in which they stood.
A tiny sigh rolled over Andie's lips just then as she scanned the Great Hall, her chocolate-brown eyes immediately finding Simon as he went to work on eating breakfast. She shook her head in dismay at the thought of such a wizard 'making nice' with the likes of Felicity Steele.
"My family is well," Andie answered in response to Kyle's question. "My mum spent most of the summer visiting my grandparents in the countryside," she went on. "But, you know me. I'm no country girl." She laughed a little. "So, I stayed with daddy. He's faring well with the Ministry as always. I hope yours are well." As she and Kyle continued their little jaunt, her eyes remained fixed on Simon, watching his every move.
Finally, when Andie and Kyle reached their table, she dropped his arm and gently pushed away. Giving her housemate a nod and wink, she flicked her fiery hair over her shoulder, turned on her heel and made to walk away. But before she did, she turned back around and walked back over toward him. Firmly, she placed her hands on his shoulders and stood on her tip-toes and gave him a kiss on the lips, her teeth softly biting down on his lower lip. As she pulled away, she gave him another wink.
"I'll be back," Andie said letting a finger absently draw a line down along Kyle's chest. "I need to go to Slytherin's table for a while." She paused and then backed away. "I need to have a little chat with someone." At that, she turned around and headed over toward Simon, her sights set on him like a predator does its prey.
Meanwhile up in Gryffindor Tower, Melinda couldn't help but laugh hysterically at Markus. "Get up, you git! You're going to be late. Again!" she scolded. "Honestly, on the first day? What did you do this time to end up sleeping down here?" she asked reaching out her hand to help him up, if he was so inclined. "If we hurry, we can get a quick something to eat before classes. Defense Against the Dark Arts is first," she said with a grin.
Back in the Astronomy Tower, Felicity had made her way downstairs and had headed out to the Great Hall. Her tummy was rumbling and she found herself hoping for the chance to see Simon, if even for a brief moment, before classes started. She knew it wouldn't be much, but she wasn't sure yet as to when they'd have classes together besides Ancient Runes. As she made her way into the Great Hall, her tummy fluttered and her cheeks burned. Almost immediately, her eyes began to search for the Slytherin who'd captured her interest from the very moment they'd started talking to each other. She blushed at the thought and the idea of how they'd plan to study together and help each other.
Finally, Felicity caught sight of Simon sitting at the Slytherin table taking generous portions of food for breakfast. She giggled as she watched him, her mood bright as she decided to head straight for his table. As she approached, she suddenly stopped in her tracks when Andie came up behind him and leaned over his shoulder, her hands moving to cover his eyes.
"Guess who?" Andie said playfully against Simon's ear.
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Kyle felt the kiss and wanted to return it, but at the same time he really wanted to know more about her plan. While he was sure he could trust Andie to raise hell he didn't also wanted to make sure the girl was careful in her approach. One wrong move with a person like Mycroft and it was vomit flavored beans. He scowled slightly as he was told to just sit back and trust her. "Just be careful with that one. He is clever, and not someone you can outwardly trust." He said knowing full well that also summed up Andie as well.
Kyle wasn't like them. He wore his animosity on his face he was easy to read, and often failed to use restraint when addressing others. knowing that both Andie and Mycroft were different them however gave him an advantage. He thought at least for the moment he could tell when he was being played for a fool, and this time wasn't one of those times.
As Simon's eyes were covered he blinked for a moment not knowing who it was. He felt kind of dumb but he was never really observant to people outside of slytherin, and the voice definately wasn't Felicity's. Heck this wasn't even something she would remotely do, and so he knew that this was a girl he had no context for. He let out a small throatish growl for a moment. When it came to people touching him very few wizards and witches could presume to do so. Pulling away quickly so he could get his vision back his eyes took a quick glance at her face.
She was a Ravenclaw, but not Felicity and this time Simon recognized her from a few classes, but this time unlike Felicity her name didn't escape him. This time he knew her mostly for her stronger field of prescience and also because he knew her family. With a mother who worked at the ministry Mycroft knew several important family names, and hers was no different. Though this was the first time the two had spoken in person he knew her reputation well enough too keep a name and face. Looking around he felt like this time he was the one being lured into some kind of trap, and he didn't like that feeling at all. When his eyes caught sight of Felicity he was starting to understand what was happening, and exactly how he was being trapped.
Simon was however for lack of a better solution stuck in his seat. He couldn't get up because of the bench at his knee's and Andie at his back, meaning there was no real escaping, however that didn't mean he couldn't twist this situation around. Instead of fleeing the situation he twisted in his chair acting as though he had known all along who it actually was his green eyes lit up with false excitement. "Cousin Sheepy~! I haven't seen you all summer!" He screamed at the top of his lungs making sure that Felicity was able to hear his tone and words. He acted quickly taking his 'cousin' into a quick embrace pulling her towards her so he could speak into her ear, "Next time you try to put something over my eyes, you will become someone's adorable pet ferret." He pushed her back and got up from his seat.
"Listen Sheepy~! I know it's been forever! but I really can't talk right now! I'm actually meeting with my friend, and there she is!" Simon picked up his plate with a polight bow, and stepped free of her grasp hoping to leave her stunned in silence before practically running to Felicity and grabbing her wrist. "Walk with me act natural." He said quietly to her under his breath. With any luck he would be out of the Hall and avoid any further drama damage.
Off in the Gryffindor tower Markus yawned and stretched jumping to his feet. "Right then onto the quest for food!" He said taking a few steps and then looking around as though he had forgotten something. Then he shook his head and figured it was nothing. "If you must know, I happen to find the chairs here more comfortable than the beds. It's not my fault no one will help me carry one up the stairs so I can sleep in the dorm." He said truthfully. There was honestly something wrong with the beds here, they all felt too soft like they were made of clouds or something and it was unsettling the firm edges of the chair's helped him sleep.
"That said, I didn't exactly come back with the group. I was out late last night searching for secret passages. Castle is supposed to be full of them, it's a hobby of mine so far I have only found a few though." He said lamenting the fact that he could never get his hands on any kind of map that would have helped him find a way around Hogwarts. Still he knew some of the secret ways and doors that existed though he was on an eternal search for more.
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Andie's eyes widened as Simon turned around and hugged her. "Sheepy?" she whispered softly and mostly to herself as he clearly twisted her family name of Sheppley into something vulgar and degrading. And why on Earth was he referring to her as his cousin? They weren't even close to being related! Just how and why and... Her cheeks burned as the Slytherin pulled her close and whispered a distinct threat against her ear.
Immediately, Andie felt her breath hitch, her heart pound. Oh, this Simon Mycroft was going to play hardball. And his mind was utterly swayed and lost to the filth that were mudbloods. She turned to see Felicity standing a few feet away, looking on with a horror-stricken face. A small sense of satisfaction washed over her at the sight of her housemate showing any sign of grief, if even only for a moment. As Simon pushed her away and moved toward Felicity, she had no idea what he saw in the girl. She had nothing on someone like herno name, no looks, no prestige. She was a nothing. A no good mudblood!
Dumbfounded, Andie seethed and fumed, her cheeks burning as brightly as her hair. Slowly, she walked back over to Kyle who was waiting for her back at the Ravenclaw table. She shook her head in disgust and placed her hands on her shapely hips in a distinct pout.
"Can you believe it, Kyle? Can you believe the nerve of him?" Andie prattled on. "He insulted me. Me!" She stuck out her lower lip in a pout. "You'd never insult me now... would you?" she stated more than asked, her pout slowly transforming into a coy smile. "He called me Sheepy and... a cousin," she said with a frown as she took a step closer, her hand reaching up to touch Kyle's chest. Lazily, she began to draw circles along the material. "I can't imagine you ever doing that to me. Not you." She looked up at him, her dark eyes glistening slightly while her cheeks continued to burn as red as her hair.
Back in Gryffindor Tower, Melinda's blue eyes narrowed slightly when Markus mentioned he'd been searching for secret passages. "Passages?" she asked, her mouth twisting into a grin. "Hrmm, next time you go on one of these adventures, you are taking me along!" Her face looked determined. "I don't care when you go, I'm going to," she said with an enthusiastic nod. It was more than evident that no matter what, she'd find a way to trek along, even if it meant skipping a class or missing out on some sleep. "Also," she continued on with a giggle, heading toward the door. "If you want the chairs brought up to the dorm, let me handle that." She arched a brow and smirked.
One thing Melinda was known for was her charisma, her natural ability to get others to somehow do what she wanted, when she wanted itespecially the younger students and those lacking in confidence.
"By tonight, you'll have those chairs up in your room. I guarantee it," Melinda said with a wink."
Back in the Great Hall, Felicity gave Simon a nod as he led her away from the scene with Andie. She could feel her emotions roiling inside, the confusion. It felt like so many eyes were somehow staring at her, through her, seeing into the depths of her mind and heart. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, but somehow with Simon so close, it made everything seem better. She gave him a nod and moved close to him, taking in the heat of his body as he led her away.
"What was that about?" Felicity asked when they'd moved far enough away to be out of earshot of anyone who could eavesdrop. "Just... why?" Though, deep down she knew why and it hurt. Every year it was the same with people like Andromeda. It was why she ended up costing her house points at various instances throughout the year. Fortunately, Simon wasn't seeming to fall prey to whatever it was that the likes of Andromeda Sheppley had had in mindor Kyle Stein, for that matter. It made her feel grateful knowing that, though she still felt the heavy weight in knowing that now Simon would be involved in whatever plans such sorts had schemed.
It wasn't fair. Then, life never was.
"But, thank you for getting us out of there," Felicity then added with a shy smile, her cheeks turning pink as she looked over at Simon.
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"That." Simon said, "Was defusing a situation before it got bad." he said lightly. He had hoped that Felicity would have understood that by calling her a cousin it was him trying to get away from her. However it seems that plan may have backfired ever so slightly and for a moment her face seemed disheartened and confused. When they were far enough away he let out a long sigh. "The way andromeda talked to you last night told me that you two aren't exactly friends, and then she had the gall to walk up behind me and try to put some kind of move on me while I had my guard down. She was attempting to make me seem disloyal so that I could hurt you, and I told her that if she ever did it again she would end up in a pet shop." He said explaining his actions, but also revealing that he had watched her a lot during the feast last night.
"We can split the food by the way, I know you haven't eaten anything and I just forced an exit so the least I can do for you is give you some of my breakfast." He said knowing full well he had grabbed more then enough for two people on his plate, Walking out into the yard he sat down on a bench in one of the many gardens. The day was still young and the storm had lasted long into the night so everything was still damp, but it was still much warmer than it had been on the last night. "As for why I called her cousin, partly it was so I could insult her family name, and also it was so I could hit her off guard. If you want to strike at the core nerve of any pure blood wizard you find their vanity, and you hit that as hard it as hard as you can. Nine out of Ten times the family name is the nerve to strike."
Simon leaned back into his chair as he handed her the plate of food. He felt far better with Felicity next to him. Andromeda had tried to make him look disloyal, and that was one thing he would not stand for. Simon was many things but above everything else he had a streak of loyalty to him that was almost possessive in nature. Also what Andromeda couldn't see, was that while Felicity may have been an odd choice by comparison, she was also Kinder, and much cuter than Andie was. Felicity may have not had a name or a tittle, but she was adorable and loyal, not to mention the first witch who was openly friendly. Even with people like Andie he always had the feeling that there were other motives in play, Felicity was honest. In a world of politics, bloodlines, and everyone seeking their own power she was an honest woman which made her valuable beyond measure. Just sitting next to her made Simon feel warm and his head feel a little fuzzy, but always in a good way. "Once again I am forced to apologize for my fellow pure bloods and their behavior towards you."
The worst fear he had right now was that Felicity would stop believing his word. Twice now she had seen him work two rather miraculous lies. Word smithing was an art form he was good at, but it lost it's effect when people stopped believing him. In the case of Felicity it wasn't so much that she wouldn't believe him, but that she wouldn't trust him. Such a thought hurt Mycroft to the core of his being. She was an honest girl, and he on the other hand was a silver tongued snake, he wanted their relationship to have more of a bond than that, and he wanted to act as more than just a watcher\protector, but such things were difficult for Simon to voice because they were honest thoughts. He couldn't put them out right now especially if she believed that everything he said was snake poison. "I'm sorry if my actions hurt you."
Kyle watched in rather stunned silence as Andie let Mycroft slip away. Seeing how the man had played her he stood back and watched taking notes. His direct path hadn't done anything, and now Andie's own attempt at sabotage had done nothing as well. Mycroft was proving to be a rather slippery thorn in their sides, and yet perhaps that could be used to their advantage in some way. When Andie returned to him, pouting and angry about the loss of her pray and some of her dignity he moved closer.
"Of course not." Kyle's hand moved to her cheek comforting her and stroking her long hair for a moment before brushing her face almost lovingly for a moment. He smiled at her reassuringly, Kyle was for better or worse an honest man, his moral compass on the other hand was twisted, and that made Andie all the more aluring to him. "I would never pretend to be so Vulgar with you Andromeda." Feeling her hand upon his chest however he did desire her, and his cheeks flushed harder because of it. While he would never pretend to be so close to her as he would have liked to be, his arm still wrapped around her waist ever so loosly offering her the chance to come closer into his embrace if she desired it. he wanted to comfort her and so he moved in closer.
"You know you are the most desirable woman I have ever encountered, beauty and wit beyond everything, and if Simon would rather have dirt, let him, I would be more then happy to take the rose among flowers." Kyle said while it came out a little more corny then it had been in his head he still leaned in giving her lips a swift kiss and pulling her closer.
Markus smiled, a few passageways for a chair he could sleep on. It seemed like a strong deal in his favor, and he wouldn't have to surrender any of the really good ones, she probably just wanted the short cuts. "it means going out at night past cerfew, but if your up for it, than by all means I would love to have a tag along." He said eager to get hunting later. "I've actually spent most of last night trying to find the room of requirement, the thing constantly changes each year, but so far i'm four for five on finding the damn thing."
Markus paused for a second and turned towards Melinda. "why do you need want too know the old passages anyway? I know why I search, morbid curiosity, and well legends. But what about you? why are you so eager to break the rules?"
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Almost instantly Felicity's cheeks went pink as Simon began to explain himself and the situation as it had happened in the Great Hall. Already, she'd understood his actions and that they had been done with the best of intentions in mind. After what had happened on the train the previous day with Kyle, she had begun to see the patternshe was Ravenclaw after all. And seeing the way he handled himself just now with Andromeda only confirmed what she'd suspectedthat Simon Mycroft was one to trust no matter what outward appearances seemed to be. As he led her into the garden, the air damp and the aroma of flowers heavy and pleasant, she knew he'd always have her loyalty. Always. She'd never doubt him.
How could she?
Felicity rested a hand on Simon's leg and gave him a warm smile. "You didn't hurt me," she said softly, bringing up a hand to push at her dark hair as it fell into her face. A small giggle left her as her eyes flitted up to meet his. "In fact, quite the opposite." Her smile broadened and the shade of pink on her cheeks deepened. "You've done nothing but show me that you are the one person I know I can trust most." She bit down on her lip and averted her eyes. Giggling a little more, she looked back at her hand resting on his leg. "And see," she added gesturing toward her hand that was touching him. "I'm not afraid to handle a 'snake' even if he does bite from time to time." Her steely eyes were soft and warm as she raised her eyes to look at him.
Back in the Great Hall, Andie looked up into Kyle's eyes, her lips in full pout. As he spoke, a tiny smile tugged at the corners of her lips and she couldn't help but move a bit closer. She felt his hands encircle her waist and gently direct her closer. Slowly, she took a step and then another until her body was finally almost brushing against his. Before she knew it, his lips had found her own, but the kiss was fleeting, a moment that came and went and was over faster than it should've been. With a flushed face, she smirked.
"That's all I get?" Andie asked before she reached up and allowed her one hand to entwine itself in his hair, the other still resting against his chest. She stood up her tip-toes and pressed her lips against his a bit more forcefully, her body flush against his now, the heat passing between them more than noticeable. The kiss was long and deep and when she finally pulled away, she opened her eyes and suckled on his lower lip for a lingering moment. "Mm..." she sighed. "You might have to meet me later and show me how you truly treat a proper witch."
Up in Gryffindor Tower, Melinda readied herself to leave with Markus for the Great Hall. Her tummy was rumbling and she knew her little entourage of younger students were probably wondering where she was. Every year since year two seemed to be that way for her. For reasons unknown, others looked to her and sometimes to a point where it got annoying. Still, she had to admit it had its perks and benefits.
"My reasons for wanting to learn about passages are my own, Markus," Melinda stated with a scowl. "But don't worry," she continued. "I won't interfere with whatever it is you have planned. You know me. I always have my own agenda." She gave him a wink. "And trust me, it doesn't concern you. You're too good a friend anyway." She laughed a bit and made for the door. "After you," she said gesturing toward the exit.
The idea of knowing a few key secret passages was more than appealing and made Melinda's head spin. Of course, none of it had to do with her friend. Markus was a good guy and she'd never do anything to ruin any plans he might have. But she did have her own little scheme in the works. As it was, she had her sights set on someone in particular that she wanted to be able to see whenever the mood struck and having an easier means in which to do so... well, this would definitely aid in that regard. And she was willing to do anything to increase her chances there. Now, if only said person would reciprocate. She felt a bit hopeful after a subtle comment made at the end of the year last year. But, she wasn't sure if she'd just imagined it or not. However, she wasn't taking any chances and wanted to be prepared. She laughed inwardly at how silly she might seem to others if they only knew. Thankfully, however, they didn't!
"I'm starved," Melinda said. "And, looks like first class of the day is Defense Against the Dark Arts."
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Simon felt a large wave of gratitude wash over him. Just hearing that he was completely accepted for the way he was, and that Felicity trusted him, made Simon feel at ease. He turned towards her watching as she grabbed his leg, and didn't move at first, when she said that she could trust him completely Simon felt a wave of warmth overflow him. Felicity's giggles and normal shyness were of course what really set her apart, she seemed so nervous, and yet at the same time her eyes were locked with his. Simon felt happy just sitting with her, but the more she blushed, the more he blushed as well, and when she looked into his green eyes with her adorable face.
"T-thank you." Simon said happily for a moment. It was odd having his confidence drained the way it was, but at the same time his eyes couldn't leave Felicity. He kept looking at her, and slowly passed her the plate of food. His mind was full of static. Rather he was just happy. There was very little for him to think and after a moment he paused. Her eyes still looking at him. After a moment he swallowed down his cowardice and did what his body was telling him to do. His mouth opened and faintly he managed to push out the word 'sorry' in advanced.
A moment passed, and Simon lost track of thought. Rather he just leaned in, his eyes not breaking contact with Felicity's face. His hand moved up from his plate of food, and placed lightly onto her cheek brushing along and holding her neck. Simons eyes closed, and his mind stopped working for a moment as his lips made soft contact against Felicity's own soft lips. He didn't open his eyes, his face was several different shades of red at this point, and he was half bracing for the worst. When the kiss ended Simon pulled away from her sheepishly. He blinked not knowing if he had just gone too far too quickly. There was a soft moment of anticipation as he breathed out. "Y-you... should eat!"
Kyle smiled as Andie leaned into him and returned the kiss. "Of course it's all you get, were in the great hall, there are eyes everywhere here." He said lightly before they pulled apart. Her offer to teach her what being a real witch meant would be taken up of course. He would never allow such a thing to go to waist. Rather he felt empowered and lucky. When she made that offer his hand grabbed her ass pinching her through her skirt. "I look forward to showing you, just name a time and place and I will be there."
Kyle looked around the table a confident smile upon his face. Some of the few Ravenclaws that were around were speaking in hushed voices. Public displays of affection between two members of the strongest and oldest houses in the wizarding world were rather unsettling. The part of Kyle who was a braggart and a forward lover of praise was going to enjoy the rumors that he and Andie were going to have started around each other. Part of him even wanted to choose a rather risky location in which the two could get caught just because it would stir the pot a little and cause the two of them to gain public attention. However such a move would also be rather unwise, and work against their combined objective.
Markus nodded hearing that Melinda wanted to keep her reasons to herself, and at the same time was willing to leave his goals to himself if he was willing to stop inquiring into her plans. He walked with her, and smiled. "Fine, fine." He said lightly. If she was gonna protect her own ideas then there was no need for him to share everything with her. Or for him to share what his own goal with these passages was. Those were something he was going to keep with him for as long as he could.
"Next time I sneak out I will take you with me, scouts honor." He said holding up his hand, and then rolled his eyes realizing he was talking too a pure blood who probably had no idea what the scouts were. Honestly some times not having people around to talk about half of his life with was rather annoying. Wizards and Witches all seemed so sheltered in their own ways, but that was not a debate he wanted to have, in fact as the two walked into the great hall the only debate he wanted to have was what they would be eating for breakfast. The smell of food was a tantalizing aroma and he sat down quickly making his plate and sitting down to enjoy his food.
"I wonder what we are supposed to be learning about in class anyway. New school term, and Deffense was never my strongest subject. I'm much more into charms myself." Particularly Markus's talent was in lock breaking charms but she didn't need to know that either.
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Felicity's tummy fluttered as Simon's lips suddenly met her own. They were warm and soft and just wonderfulexactly as she knew they would be. And more! Her cheeks burned as those final thoughts flitted through her mind, though she couldn't help herself. She might have been a Ravenclaw, her mind prone to logic and books, but she was also human and as Simon pulled away, his own cheeks matching her own, she couldn't help but smile and feel a sense of further endearment toward him. He'd captured her entirely and every subsequent action was only reeling her in further.
"Y-yes," Felicity said with a nod, a shy giggle escaping her as she reached for some food. As she picked up a peach that looked most tantalizing, her one hand remained on Simon's leg. In no way did she want to break contact with this Slytherin. It would be hard enough when they'd have to part ways for class.
Felicity brought the peach to her mouth and took a bite of the succulent fruit. It was sweet and a bit juicier than she'd expected. Smiling, she edged closer to Simon, her body brushing against his.
"Bite?" Felicity offered after she took a second bite of her peach. "And," she added, her voice soft and shy. "That was nice." She bit down on her lip, her eyes moving to her lap for a moment before she looked back into his emerald eyes. "I hope to get more of those." Her cheeks turned very bright scarlet at the admission.
A smirk played on Andie's lips as Kyle spoke, but all too soon she let out a tiny gasp. His hands had moved along her body and were soon taking free rein of what she had on displayassets to die for, as far as she was concerned. Her cheeks reddened slightly at the bold move, but it only served to excite her a little, her body reacting to the forward touches.
"Mm, I suppose I have to trust in your ability. Even if it means waiting," Andie said coyly, the pout ever present on her lips. "Then again, the blood in your veins is pure," she added sweetly, her body flush against Kyle's. "So, you know best." She paused a moment, her expression thoughtful. "How about you surprise me," she then said arching into him. Leaning forward, she kissed his lips again and then let her lips trace kisses up to his ear until she let out a soft groan. "Surprise me and make it unforgettable." Her voice was breathy, thick with lust. "I'll be ready for you just like I am right now."
Andie smiled against Kyle's ear and gave it a tiny nibble before finally pulling away and giving him an innocent looking smile, though her body was still pressed against his.
As Melinda walked with Markus to the Great Hall she let her eyes drift down to the stone floor beneath her feet. For a moment she'd worried that her friend might press for further details, but thankfully he hadn't. It made her wonder if his agenda was as risky as her own. If it was, then she had to seriously wonder about many things indeed. She just hoped that in the grand scheme of things it wouldn't ever interfere with what she had planned. She didn't think it would. Or, she hoped it wouldn't. But, one could never tell.
Melinda's thoughts wandered a bit to the previous year. The entire year had come and gone just like every other until near its close and that was when things had suddenly changed. That was when she realized she'd been oblivious for so very long. Something deep inside her had awakened and then little things here and there made her question in that final month of school. Now, here she was scheming and plottingand perhaps over nothing but a fanciful daydreamover a... crush!
Yes, Melinda Evercreech had a crush! And she'd punch anyone who mocked her for it!
Once in the Great Hall, Melinda looked over at Markus and shrugged. "I have no idea what we're supposed to be learning either," she said with a laugh. "Worse come to worse, I'll get someone else to do my homework for me. Did that last year," she said triumphantly. "And for tests, there are tutors. I'm a quick study for that, so I'm not too worried. Thank goodness for a great memory!" she exclaimed with a grin.
Melinda looked at all the food that appeared on the Gryffindor table and had no problems helping herself to all the various delights that were presented in front of her. Several of the younger Gryffindors gathered about her and Markus, looking on in awe, mumbling and waving, hoping to get her attention. She just sighed and smiled sheepishly at Markus.
"Every year it's like this."
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Simon took a small bite of the peach as offered to him by Felicity. Just hearing her say that she was okay with the kiss, and the fact that she wanted there to be more down the line made his heart physically stop for a second. Aside from it being the sharpest pain he had felt in recent memory it was also the most wonderful thing he had felt in the same amount of time. He could hardily remember the last time he had felt like this, having a crush was one thing, there had been a few in the past, but this was completely different to those. This wasn't a childish crush rather he was interested, and captivated by Felicity and at the same time felt a pang of longing towards her.
Simon let out a long sigh smiling brightly his face felt really warm, and he just let out a long breath. He didn't know why but he felt more relaxed then he had in a very long time. He could feel Felicity's hand on his leg and he wouldn't have it any other way. Taking some of the egg from the plate he chewed on it happily and just placed a calm hand on her shoulder. He leaned against her wanting nothing more then to feel her body and her warmth against him. His confidence and usual charisma was slowly returning to him though he had to admit he was still slightly embarrassed, and nervous about everything. "I couldn't agree more."
"I'm very certain that there will be more of that down the line." He said happily he was excited to have someone like Felicity with him, it would be difficult finding time or any real place to spend with her, but he knew that the two of them would find a way to get into trouble. It was hard to define what he was stepping into in all reality. Were they going to have an official tittle like girl friend and boy friend? Or were they just going to take things slowly from here on out. His mind was starting to analyze a lot of his actions, and expectations. He took a moment to rub his face trying to get the more dirty thoughts out of his head.
Mycroft let out a small sigh deciding that for his own sanity, that this would probably have to be approached slowly. Smiling he didn't say anything rather he just moved closer to her, and resumed eating some of the food he had taken. "I like being around you so truth is as long as you want me around chances are I will be."
Kyle nodded hearing the unique challenge of having the ability to pick Andie out of the line at any time and place. It was of course a little tempting to pounce her right here and now, but that would be very much unwise, and when she nibbled on his ear and he felt her lips against his Kyle. If anything this was getting really spicy but more importantly he was starting to understand that this would be more along the lines of a test of endurance for the two of them.
Andie was practically playing Kyle but he knew that the best way to play with someone like her was too deny her what she wanted. As long as he had the ability too say no, her attempts at getting him would probably become more crude and thus more fun for him. "Sounds great, I will make sure to play this game for as long as possible." He said with a passing wink, and taking a drink from his goblet he was more then happy knowing he had such power over a woman with Andie's body.
Kyle let out a small yawn stretching slightly as he got back to eating. "I won't tell you when, or where, one day soon though I am going to pounce you, and you will not be able to fight back." He said happily in a low tone. This was an interesting challenge for sure. Andie's blood may have been pure, but her mind and body were both rather vulgar in appearance and he couldn't wait to play with that fact.
Markus waved off the fact that Melinda had so many admirers. In truth he had never seen what the allure was. She had a few good attributes, but at the same time her personality was harsh, and manipulative. He couldn't think of any time in which he had actually held a crush on the girl only that she had always been flocked around by her many admirers. "It can't be helped, most men don't think with their brains, and if we did then we wouldn't be men." He said shaking his head.
Still it was always clear that Melinda loved the attention she got. Markus on the other hand was more then happy too fall into the background hanging around her always made him seem like one of her many followers, and that made him blend into the crowed. That made it much easier for Markus to come and go at his leasure, and with Melinda as the only one who knew that he didn't have feelings for her it was a pretty convincing lie. It also gave her at least one legit friend who was completely uninterested in what ever she was doing with her hair.
"You make it too easy for them, it's almost like your part Siren or something." He said lightly joking, but also probably guessing the truth about her character. "Besides you know you love the attention, so let them gawk, the worst thing they can do is watch you right?" He said lightly knowing that she had her ways of getting just about anything she wanted from the witless men who tried to follow her around like lost puppies.
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Felicity's face brightened as she ate, her body close to Simon's. She gave his leg a gentle squeeze and leaned her head against his shoulder, nibbling away at her peach until all that was left was the pit. A giggle erupted from her as she set the pit upon the plate, watching the thing vanish mysteriously away. Letting out a soft sigh, she shook her head and wondered if it went straight to the garbage bins locate in the kitchens. No doubt it did. Happy and content, she then reached for some sausage.
"Well, you'd better be around because that is where I want you," Felicity stated plainly, though the shyness was evident in her voice all the same. At that, she began to hum and nibble on the sausage. For a brief moment she lifted her head and looked over at Simon, her steely eyes finding his. Her cheeks were flushed and she giggled. After she swallowed down her bite, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and resumed resting her head against his shoulder, nuzzled up almost to the crook of his neck. She wanted the moment to last for as long as possible though she knew they had to leave soon for class.
Andie's dark eyes looked directly into Kyle's. She narrowed them ever so slightly, letting them know she understood his game and was ready for it. "Oh, I see how it is," she said, trying to be just as nonchalant. "Just you wait, Kyle Stein. First time might be easy. But we'll see about that second time." She gave him a defiant smile as she watched him, one that was purely meant to taunt and tease, to egg him on in his pursuit. Most men would jump at the chance to touch her let alone have anything more. Surely, Kyle wouldn't want to wait too long.
Would he?
Of course he wouldn't! He'd be grabbing at her in between class for sure!
Andie turned to look away as she situated herself and bit down on her lower lip. As she smoothed out her skirt and adjusted her blouse, she had to admit that she truly wasn't sure. For the first time, she honestly wasn't certain if someone would go the usual lengths just for one moment of bliss, let alone several. Kyle was almost too casual. But, she'd never let on that she feared his rejection. Not a Sheppley. Not ever!
Turning back to look at Kyle, Andie gave him a smirk and began fixing her hair. As she raised her arms, her blouse shifted, causing it to tighten just a bit about her breasts. "Well," she then said. "Ready for class?"
Melinda heaved a sigh, but all too quickly she let out a laugh. Her blue eyes glittered as she turned to look at Markus. "And you think with your brain?" she stated more than asked, her eyes very blatantly drifting lower and lowera crude gestureas she took out her wand and attempted to lift his robes. "Hrm, how very Ravenclaw of you!" she teased. She then lowered her wand and nudged his shoulder playfully. Another sigh escaped her and her eyes immediately sought out the floor. "Siren?" she squeaked, shaking her head. "Um, no. No no."
Melinda took a few bites of food and sips of drink wishing that conversation would somehow just stop. But, she knew it wouldn't. Not now and especially not with so many younger students milling about, hanging on her every action and word. She adored the attention, but at the same time wasn't quite sure how to stop it. Not that she wanted to. However, she appreciated the fact that somelike Markusjust didn't seem to care or be... affected.
Back during her second year of school when the first few had started to follow her around, Melinda had inquired of her parents why such things seemed to happen. It was then that she'd learned of the Veela blood that ran in her family's veins via her mother's side. Sometimes the effects were strong and sometimes muted, it all depended on the individual, but any female born on her mother's side of the family was known to exhibit varying degrees of the traits of the Veela.
Melinda had been no exception.
"Anyway," Melinda continued. "We should get going." She grabbed a hardboiled egg and an apple. "Or else we'll be late for class. Let's go." At that, she began to also gather her things and look to Markus, hoping he'd follow suit and head to class with her.
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Simon smiled hearing her giggle, and knowing that she would want him by her side made him happy. He felt her nuzzle up against his neck and enjoyed the peaceful feeling he had. He felt happy, and just wanted to keep her next to him. That however was not going to happen as he glanced around the garden knowing that the two of them had to go to separate classes. Leaning against her Simon would have happily left his first class to rot, to sit in this chair with Felicity, but at the same time knew that Felicity would not have approved of skipping class.
Looking down at how she nuzzled up to him he turned and slowly took another kiss from her lips. his eyes closing for a moment as he pressed against her, and then lightly put his forehead to hers. He smiled blushing for a moment as he felt oddly comfortable with his actions. "I know that class is soon to start, but." He looked around. "Meet me here at lunch." He said lightly before slowly breaking away from her. Though it hurt him to do so he knew that now was the time when he had to get too class, and he quickly got up standing up tall, and stretching. "Till then I will see you in class."
Simon had every intention of counting the seconds till he was with Felicity again, but at the same time had to think about her grades. He would be fine if he ignored his classes, but at the same time Defense against the dark arts wasn't a class one wanted to take lightly. In their world ignoring a class like that could get you killed by some terrible creature. "See you at class." He said lightly finally managing to pull himself away and walk down towards the castle.
Kyle smiled thinking of what he could do as he got his chance to now drive Andie a little more crazy, and have his fun with her. He had no intention of rejecting her, in fact he had every intention of teasing her, touching her and playing with her when ever he got the chance too, but at the same time he wanted to have his fun. He wanted to drag things out especially if it meant having someone from the Shepply family practically wrapped around his finger. "More then ready I say we get too it."
Kyle simply hummed a light tune as he went about eating some food for the moment enjoying his breakfast and then got up from the table looking towards her.
"Don't worry about a second time, once i'm done with the first you will be begging for more." He said rather arrogantly in a low hushed tone of voice. "Until then however it is time we got too class. He wasn't coy like the others, but he did enjoy games such as these, and Andie was certainly someone he wanted to have entranced. Having her not just as an ally but rather getting to admire her body in such a rare way was tantalizing. The both of them liked to have the spotlight, and any merger of the two families would be good for the spotlight not to mention the many rumors that the two of them could create would satisfy his ego
Markus laughed when Melinda protested that she wasn't part of some Siren family. He had always kind of thought that there was some kind of false image or allure to her, and it would have made sense if that was the case. Either way though it didn't really work on him. As she lifted up his robes he smirked lightly. "I believe I said that all mean refuse to use their brains, and sadly yes I am no exception to such a rule."
His eyes scanned out for a moment but not seeing the fairest member of the Ravenclaw house, a stickler for the rules, he could guess that Winfred had already run off to class rather then be late. He sighed lightly. "Sadly for you I just happen to prefer girls with glasses." He said with a slight confession. While it was true that he often snuck around class and stayed out past curfew to do his explorations he knew that made him pretty down in terms of actually getting with the raven claw prefect.
"That said I don't have any plans or personal life entanglements at the moment, and personally I would like to keep it that way. As for your little group of admirers, I personally always thought it was kind of cute. Like a mother goose and her ducklings, you could walk right off a cliff and they would just keep on following you." He said showing the darker side to his sense of humor. Getting up from his table he walked with Melinda.
They weren't going to be late to class, but at this rate they would probably end up cutting it much closer then either of them would have liked.
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Felicity enjoyed the final few moments she knew she had before both she and Simon would have to part ways for the day for their classes. It was a must since classes were important. After all, they were the foundation of their future, their very lives and she'd never place that in jeopardy. Besides, she'd be seeing him later in the day as well as tutoring him later and... her thoughts drifted for a moment as her expression went dreamy. A soft sigh rolled over her lips as she thought on the other things they could possibly do for entertainment between study sessions and then suddenly blushed. Giggling, she covered her mouth and shook herself from the daydream. There would be plenty of time for that. Later.
"I'll definitely be here at lunch," Felicity said with an eager nod. She reached up and pushed her dark hair away from her face and smiled brightly at the Slytherin who'd captured her attention. "Nothing could keep me from it." At that, she gave Simon a quick kiss and then head off for her first classPotions with Hufflepuff. As she walked away from Simon she couldn't help but hum happily, her thoughts dwelling on lunch and 'later'.
Felicity made her way back into the castle and headed down one of the many corridors until she finally reached the room where Potions was to be taught. Slowly, she entered, bracing herself for the fact that she'd have to face the likes of both Andie and Kylesomething she wasn't looking forward to in the slightest. At least most of her fellow housemates were tolerable and decent people even if she didn't hang out with any of them overly much.
Andie smirked. "Good," she said softly and made to get her things. As she reached for her robe to slip it on over her body, she felt a wave of heat suddenly wash over her. Oh, Kyle was good. She had to admit that. But she'd never say as much out loud. There was no way she was going to give in that easily. No. She was going to play this her way and make him work. Well, at least, make it seem that way. He was getting harder and harder to read and she wasn't used to that. Most men were predictable and she was always able to maintain the upper hand. But why? Why not with this one?
It made her head spin as Andie tried to figure out why things seemed so muddled and murky in her head.
"Let's go," Andie stated after she stood up and flung her bag over her shoulder. "We have a housemate to torment and destroy." She giggled a bit and took a hold of Kyle's arm, trying to drag him along as she went to leave for Potions class.
Melinda guffawed as Markus mentioned that he had no personal entanglements and had no interest in having any. She couldn't help herself since most of the men in her year were either pining, scheming or getting it on with someone or other. Hormones tended to run rampant each subsequent year of school. It was just the way of things. As she laughed, her expression almost mocking his words, she inwardly thought of her own secret crush and how she yearned for any indication that her hopes weren't in vain.
"So, there's no one?" Melinda said matter of factly, a sly grin playing on her lips. "Okay, if you say so." She gave Markus a nod, but refused to pry further lest she give her own secret away and there was no chance in hell she was going to tell anyone about the man who plagued her dreams and fantasies night after night, making her breathless and wet between the legs.
Melinda looked at the stone floor as she and Markus headed toward Defense Against the Dark Arts. They'd be having the class with Slytherin, which she figured might prove to be fairly interesting. Most classes with the snakes turned out to be. She chuckled a bit and as they approached the door, she saw ProfessorPandora Buttermerestanding at the head of the classroom, her face lit up with a smile as she held her handled spectacles and looked over each and every student as they entered the roomMelinda and Markus being no exceptions.
"Welcome, welcome," Professor Buttermere said, her voice like a tinkling bell. She giggled and flounced about the room causing her Victoriana skirts to billow behind her, golden tendrils cascading over slim shoulders. "There are several seats, so don't be shy," she added. Her violet eyes sparkled as she gestured toward the empty seats.
Meanwhile back at the Potions classroom, Winnie raced to the door and pushed it open. Inside, she saw Felicity sitting by herself. Not wanting to interrupt her fellow housemate's thoughts and wanting her own alone time, she chose to sit a few seats away. However, she gave the girl a smile and a wave as she sat down. "Hello, Felicity," she said as she moved past her.
Felicity nodded and smiled, her cheeks flushed a little as her thoughts about Simon had suddenly been interrupted. She waved back and Winnie and bit down on her lip suddenly feeling vulnerable as if all her thoughts had suddenly been exposed.
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Simon practically danced all the way to the defense against dark arts classroom. His foot work was quick as he moved through the halls. His balance was almost cat like in the way he moved, his feet hardily touched the ground as he jumped and weaved between other students. Part of having the ability transform into another animal was that it worped ones sense of space and reality. Even as he jumped down the stairs he practically flipped before landing on the ground. He felt great, there was something about having his feelings actually be returned for once in his life. When he was around Felicity there was this odd sense that everything was going to be okay in a way.
passing through the open door to class he sat down quietly looking between the other members of his house, and then twisted and turned towards the Gryffindor members. The supposed bravest, and most devote of the houses, he didn't often think highly of their members. They always seemed arrogant, and there was always this unique tension between Slytherin and Gryffindor. It didn't matter how much they tried to change the school or how much people changed the houses ideals the rivalry was born into the houses long before anything evil ever transpired.
A little house pride was a good thing same with competition, but at the same time Simon found himself kind of drifting. He sighed leaning into his chair setting up ink and quill, but the only thing he could really focus on was the feeling of Felicity's lips against his own.
Markus could tell that he was getting off easy, walking into the class he sat down. He knew that Melinda wanted to pry into his life and find out all that he was planning between his secret passages and his secret crushes he had taken to hiding a lot from her this year. That said she was also hiding something that he really couldn't tell. He knew it was important but at the same time these conversations seemed to be ending too quickly for him to really inquire about the why. He could tell that there was something going on behind the scenes, but didn't inquire.
Markus turned his head for a moment when he saw Simon pretty much dance into the room. "Someone got lucky." He said knowing full well the sight of afterglow. He let out a low sigh knowing he was completely luckless when it came to stuff like that. "And as far as you are concerned Melinda yes, there is no one that I am entangled with." He said casually dismissing her comment, and proving that it wasn't a nerve she should be poking at especially if she wanted too learn everything she wanted to learn about the schools passage ways.
Kyle nodded when Andie mentioned the mudblood that the two of them had to destroy. That was the bigger better game the two of them got to play. Oh sure the promise of Andie's body was tempting, but there was a sadistic delight he took in the idea of destroying the young girls hopes and dreams. As the two of them walked into the potions room he could never undestand why this place was so dark. The class room was located deep inside the lowest floors of the school, close to the slytherin common room in what would have been the casltes old dungeons. These places were what would have once been black cells with no outside light filtering in.
The only illumination came from candles, each of which carried a different and heavy aroma. Every time he walked into the class he felt uneasy. The smells were over powering, odd things like herbs and potent woods filled the air, creating a light haze of smoke. Setting up a potion station he watched as more and more students filed into the small slightly drafty and colder rooms. It was odd that for a room so small, and so shut in that there was always a cold draft. He understood what it was for, as the cold and darkness was supposed to allow the ingredients they worked with to last longer, but Kyle was never able to shift the feeling that there was also something sinister to it. Some plan he never really saw too it.
The male Hufflepuff prefect walked into the classroom and sat down adjusting his glasses and opening his books. Looking around the room he gave a polight calm smile to the rest of his class.Ryan Duwitgave a kind look around the room, his dark eyes mostly in shadow thanks to the unique layout of the potions classroom. He gave a small glance towards Winnie he smiled, "How are things inside the ravenclaw house?" He said lightly. As Prefects they did check in on one another, but hardily spoke outside of business.
There was a light tapping when the teacher finally appeared. The potions masterColm ArcherWas a tall man his black hair was cut rather short, and his skin was ungodly pale. Most people assumed that was because he spent all of his time in these dungeons. He was after all the head of the Slytherin house, and the potions master. He bit down on his lower lip for a moment overlooking the many students, taking in the aroma's of the class. The many scented candles, and he paused for a moment his green eyes seemed to almost glow in the dark as he looked out over the students.
"Welcome back students." He said happily. His voice was however low he talked slowly savoring each breath he took in. He picked up a glass on the table and took a small drink of the water, taking a long steeping breath as he talked his white teeth showing as he over pronounced his words. "If you turn your books to page twenty four, I would like us to review a few facts. I trust that your brains haven't turned to mush since I last saw you all."
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The dank Potions classroom had begun filling with students from both the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff houses, students taking their seats and finding friends with which to sit by. AsReagan Duwitentered the room, her cool blue eyes immediately found those of her twin. It wasn't hard. Then again it never was. For some reason, she always had a sense about him, though part of that could possibly be explained by the fact that they were twins and thus just knew each other well. A smile lit up her face as she casually walked over to him, but she couldn't help but notice that he was talking to Winnie.
Reagan gave Winnie a lazy wave as she slowly approached and set her things down next to her brother, taking the spot in between the two. "Hello, Winnie," she said brightly. After her things were situated, she gave Ryan a small hug and quick peck on the cheek, which was quite normal for them both. She then turned back toward Winnie. "Did you have a good summer holiday as well?"
Felicity sat not too far away watching how easily people like Winnie and the Hufflepuff twins could just interact with each other. She envied their social grace to a degree since her own awkward social ineptitude caused her issue with... and then she saw both Andie and Kyle enter the room. Immediately, she slunk into her chair, catching the satisfied smirk that was plastered all over Andie's face the moment their eyes locked with one anothers.
Andie turned toward Kyle and gave him a tiny nudge. "Did you see that?" she whispered. "Already she's nervous around us and we haven't even done anything." Clearly she was quite satisfied with Felicity's reactions. Smug and proud, she held tightly onto Kyle's arm, her breast rubbing against him as she tugged on him and urged they find a place where they could sit together.
Felicity let out a long sigh, her thoughts drifting to Simon. She wished he was there so that she could be distracted just a little. It was going to be a long year if this was the sort of game Andie and her cohorts were going to play. Trying to push everything out of her head, she looked up at Professor Archersomeone she respected greatly given her absolute love for Potionsand tried to focus on the lecture.
Back at Defense Against the Dark Arts, Professor Pandora Buttermere was sizing up her students. She looked them over as they filtered into the roomSlytherin and Gryffindor. Ah, quite the combination! She smiled broadly as they took their seats, most of their faces seemingly weary given the early hour. However, she was full of pep and vigor as she danced about the room.
Melinda looked over at Simon and laughed. "Ha! Looks like he definitely got lucky and then some!" she agreed to Markus' comment. She shook her head and laughed a bit more. "Wonder where they did it," she added, her expression making it seem like she was lost in thought. "Oh Merlin! And with whom!" She laughed even harder as that thought flitted through her mind. However her thoughts were quickly replaced with torrid thoughts of her own hopeful experiences. Immediately, her face went red and she cleared her throat. "Anyway, fine... fine," she said. "I won't pry." Her look went hard just then. Cold. "I won't pry then you won't either."
Just then Professor Pandora Buttermere looked over and gestured that everyone take their seats. "We'll begin with..." her voice was light, almost musical. "Hexes." Her tone had suddenly changed, as did her expression. All the lightness had drained and was replaced with something sinister. She held up her spectacles to her violet eyes, which almost seemed to glow in the dim lighting of the room. The bright smile that had been on the woman's face was suddenly replaced by a strange and wicked grin. "We'll start with the basics first," she began. At that, she whipped out her wand, pointed it at a random student and shouted, "Titllando!"
The student dropped onto the stone floor and writhed in a fit of laughter. Professor Pandora Buttermere stood there for several moments smiling as she watched her handiwork do its magic on the student. But finally, she waved her wand again and the hex was broken, the student was no longer laughing, but sitting there on the floor in a dazed state.
"How to counter them," Pandora stated.
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Markus practically jumped out of his skin when the other student hit the ground. He had not expected a teacher to just throw a hex at a student. The last thing he wanted was to be with any kind of hex as they were more often then not painful. Hex's had the ability to contort ones body and actions. Not a pleasant experiance by any occasion, and to see a teacher just whip one out, for a moment he wanted to ask what was wrong with this DADA teacher. Then however he remembered the years prior. This wasn't the first time or probably the last time that she practiced on a human being. He swallowed just hoping that he wasn't about to be the next victim.
He gave Melinda a worried look and then thought it over. "I know of a few places I could show you if one of your fans ever got the privilege." He said truthfully there were not a lot, but there were a few good places a student could go off and have sex without being seen. Other then just his secret passage ways there were many spots from which you could see others but others for one reason could not see you. Markus had often searched around for such locations as they were all interesting too him. He always liked to remain hidden and out of the spotlight for one reason or another.
Swallowing a little though his mind was quick to return on the semi psychotic teacher, who was throwing out hexes at students. He let out a long breath, countering Hexes was all about mental concentration, and the ability to keep fear out of mind. If you knew what was about too happen you could block it. However there was something odd with the sinister look she had just given off. He started to take notes with a quick hand and all the while he wasn't looking at his paper rather his eyes were focused more on the teacher.
Simon on the other hand didn't seem to care or take interest. Hexes, and how to counter them was an interesting detail, but at the same time he was more preoccupied with the student who had just been hit with the laughing hex. The poor slytherin bastard wasn't even moving yet, rather just kind of laying their prone on the ground stunned as if he was partly broken. He was half tempted to ask how long the effects lasted. "Uhm... is he gonna be okay? he looks kind of sick." He said raising his hand.
On the lower floors deep down in potions Kyle let out a small chuckle as he saw Felicity react to them. Now that she didn't have her precious slytherin boyfriend to help her, she was the small meek little girl they had been tormenting for the last five years. The mudblood who was pretty much defenseless against their ways and pranks. Of course the fact that Winnie and the Hufflepuff Prefects were both sitting across from them made it harder to torment the girl, and they couldn't really hit her with anything except harsh words at the moment, but he devised a plan none the less.
Ryan let out a low welcoming sigh as his sister came into the room and gave him a kiss. She needed to hide her jealousy better than she could, otherwise there would eventually be rumors about them if there weren't already. Public appearance was important to the two of them, and so they needed to be careful when they were out in public. Still he didn't blame his sister. the two of them had been around each other for so long that it was hard to imagine having anyone else around.
Ryan was quick to fixate on the lecture, even though it was only a brief moment of review. Potions were often useful, and as the prefect of his house there was a need to make it seem like everything was going normally. He caught a glance of Andie, and Kyle obviously plotting something towards their other housemate. Shaking his head lightly he knew that could only end up bad for their house, however his job was to keep hufflepuff under control instead of calling the two of them out, he instead gestured to Winnie to notice the two who were scheming. "They are your house control them." He said rather bluntly to Winnie telling her that she needed to both watch out for the trouble makers and control her students... as he had.
When Professor Archer looked over the room after having given his review he clapped his hands together rather loudly making sure to have everyone's attention. He picked up a cloth from the front table and revealed the ingredients for several different potions. "From this pile, I want each of you to make a forgetful drought. A potion that dulls memories, and causes the drinker to forget the past eight minutes it takes to brew the potion. You will notice that there is far more here then you actually need, it will be up to your memory to brew the potion." He drew his wand, pointing at the back shelf. "Accio Student's potion text books."
At his command all of the books that the students owned were pulled from them and placed neatly on the shelves behind him. Turning back to the class. "You have nine minutes." He said lightly.
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Melinda swallowed hard and pushed up her glasses as she watched the stunned Slytherin try and gather his wits while still sitting on the floor. She looked at him, then over at Markus who was next to her and then finally over at Professor Pandora Buttermere who stood smiling at the head of the classroom. With a grand flourish, the older witch brought her wand to her side and turned around to face the front of the classroom, her back to her students. Melinda could see her extravagant skirts billowing out as she twirled about and giggled. She looked back over at Markus for a moment and shook her head.
"We're in for a quite a year," Melinda said softly, her voice the barest of whispers. Trying to shrug off the chill that had suddenly run down her spine, she turned her body a bit more so that she could focus on what it was Markus was telling her. It was about the passageways and the information was definitely the sort of thing she wanted to know. "Oh really?" she whispered, though her body leaned toward her friend, her blue eyes were very much fixed upon Pandora Buttermere, the woman dancing delightedly about the room as she spoke about hexes and counter-hexes. "You'll have to show me these places so I know where they are," she stated, her voice barely rising in volume.
The mere idea of being able to sneak off into some secret passage was more than enticing. Now, the only trick was finding out of the other party was indeed as interested as she thought they were. Melinda had to admit she wasn't exactly sure. She hoped they were and had a feeling in the pit of her tummy. The comments, the looks so many subtle clues at the end of the previous year and all of them left her wanting and yearning over the summer. Never had she had such dreams plaguing her each night. Dreams that left her breathless and shaking and in absolute utter need. They'd seemed beyond real and now that she was back at Hogwarts... and she was so close to potentially realizing those dreams... Now, she feared that everything was in her head, her own warped sense of reality and wishful thinking.
Professor Pandora Buttermere giggled softly as she twirled about the room, her handheld spectacles held fast in her one tiny hand. "As you can see, class, it's important to know how to counter hexes much more so than it is to cast them." She smiled brightly and then flicked her long golden tendrils over a shoulder. "If you are unable to counter and defend, you have no business casting in the first place. There are some hexes..." her voice trailed, her face going stoic. "Far worse than the laughing curse." Her bubbly voice had gone flat, almost monotone. "But," she continued, her voice resuming is bright sound once again. "Those are for another day." Again she giggled and made another twirl about the room though she made sure to take note as to who was paying attention and who was not.
Down in the Potions classroom, Andie twirled a finger through her fiery hair and looked up at Kyle. "You're scheming, I can tell," she whispered. "You'll need to let me in on your plan." She gave him a wink and then blew in his ear before leaning against her hands and listening to Professor Archer lecture about the day's lesson. It was difficult to concentrate, however, as her eyes kept flitting over to Felicity who seemed so lost sitting all by herself. A soft giggle escaped her and she stifled the sound by covering her mouth.
Felicity turned around and looked over at Andie, her stormy eyes locking with hers for a brief moment before she dropped the girl's gaze. How she wished Simon was there. But, fact of the matter was that he wasn't and he couldn't always be there either. That meant she needed to start thinking different... as if such a thing was possible. Though, was it? Oh, she didn't know! She heaved a heavy sigh and tried not to dwell on it, her mind trying to fully immerse itself in the glory that was potion-making.
Reagan ever so subtly edged closer to her twin as Winnie leaned forward and began to scribble notes. The Ravenclaw Prefect was definitely getting into her work, then again, she always did. It was her way. Shaking her head she let out a soft sigh and leaned closer to Ryan. "Be sure to watch me and stay close while we make the potion," she said softly. "You know how skilled I am at making them." She gave him a grin as her fingers played with the ends of her raven-black hair. "You'll be sure to get top marks for it if you do. You'll even beat out Felicity Steele," she assured, blue eyes glittering. "Just leave it to me and do as I do." Her hand reached underneath the table and she gave his leg a gentle squeeze before she removed it.
Just then, all the booksat Professor Archer's commandsituated themselves before each student. Reagan looked over at Winnie and smirked and then up at Professor Archer who told them all to start working on their potions.
"Perhaps you might want to find another area to work," Reagan stated plainly, her comment directed at Winnie. "Ryan and I need our space. She gave the Ravenclaw Prefect a bright smile. "I think Felicity has a lot of room where she is working," she then said pointing toward the girl's housemate who stood all alone next to no one.
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Markus was still a little shaken from the turn of events, but was starting to understand that Melinda wasn't up to something so much as she had a crush on someone. It had to be something big if she wasn't actually willing to tell him, as he had acted as her friend for a long time, which left a few things to the imagination. Either it was someone she didn't want anyone to know about or it was someone that that she was ashamed of. He had never known Melinda to hold preffrences of blood or house alegance after all being a half blood himself he was practically a bastard too anyone who used that old magic is might mentality.
That meant there was either something evil or something illegal going on, and while Markus was her friend he also didn't want to know what was going on anymore. He was starting to feel like he was aiding and abetting some kind of crime, then again considering his own loose ethics and the reason why he had originally started seeking out all these passage ways to start with he didn't really feel like he had any right to complain. He let out a sigh, as his mind returned to the Hex happy witch who was teaching them, and tried to stay focused.
This was their first day back in class and already Markus was starting too feel a little overwhelmed. Still he would hide his ambitions and tried to clear his mind reading himself for blocking the next Hex their teacher decided to throw at them. While he was a little unfocused, and worried for the safety and health of his friend he was also far and away more worried about his own health when professor Buttermere decides that he is her next target or anyone else for that matter. He had so far never been hexed, and honestly the last thing he wanted to do was spend the day upchucking multi colored slugs.
Markus really couldn't help but notice how upbeat their teacher was. Buttermere had to be some kind of sadist as she walked around the room almost giggling. The mood swings were just unsettling at this point, and nothing about her seemed 'normal' anymore. If anything bad happened at this school his money was going to be on her being the cause of it. It was creepy and unsettling, and sent a shiver up his spine. "Lunch." Was all he could manage to say, he was more then willing to take the rest of the day off and go on a little adventure if it meant getting out of this classroom, and away from the crazy professor.
Down in the potions room there was a coy look between Kyle and Andie. He gave her a wicked grin and walked up to the table with many of the ingredients. He was looking over them, and while he didn't know everything about the potion making art he knew enough that he had passed his exams last year, and he remembered what the ingredients looked like and how to measure the correct amount. However all he wanted to find was, ~And this is it~ He thought darkly, as he picked out an oddly scented oil. A small toxin, not enough to be deadly by any means, but anyone who got the aroma of this in their potion was bound to have a hard time eating anything for the rest of the day. He was quick to pocket it in a soft motion placing it under his robes, as he gathered the rest of the ingredients for the potion.
"Wonderful." Kyle said as he returned to their table, Andie should have known by now that he was always planning something. He looked at the teacher who hadn't noticed the small vile being slipped away, and now all he had to do was get it into Felicity's culdrion as the water was boiling. Spiking her potion wouldn't be that difficult, though the problem would come in the form of Winnie, if she took the other persons side because it was her job then there was bound to be a problem. He passed the vile to Andie. "Think you can add this while I prepare some other ingredients." He said giving a small gesture over to Felicity's cauldron.
Ryan let out another sigh as his sister had Winnie go off to join Felicity, and then then turn to him to tell him not to worry about their potion. Of course he didn't worry about it. He knew his sister had a thing for memory erasure, be it in potion or charm form she had a talent for plucking out memories from a person and altering them ever since their father had taught them how to work that kind of spell. "Suite yourself, just make sure too keep an eye out." He said lightly. There was something mischievous going on at the other tables, and he was half worried that it might cause them to look bad if it got out of hand.
They were the hufflepuff prefects, and that meant there needed to be order, and perfection. If someone in the room was breaking the rules not 10 feet from them than that was a bad sign, and one that needed to be taken care of in one shape or form. Even if his sister was more preoccupied with impressing him, his mind was more focused on the external world. There was work here that needed to be done both as a student and as a prefect. Kyle thought himself destined for the ministry, and that meant he could not allow himself to have any stains on his record. Everything had to be in order.
"And thank you Reagan, it's very kind of you too offer that level of assistance." He said nodding towards his sister with a kind smile, as much as he was focused on the external aspect of his life, he knew that he had to keep his sister happy. She was oddly important to him, and not to mention brilliant in her own way.
All the while Professor Archer sat back in his chair breathing over his hands. He always felt so damn cold, like there was no warmth even in this stuffy old prison cell turned classroom. There had to be a heavy draft in the air, cause even while he felt cold he could see the many floating candles flicker as though a breeze were affecting them. He took another swig of his goblet and just sighed waiting for this little exam of his to be over. He wasn't paying much attention to the students. He didn't need too, ravenclaw was his smartest class, and he couldn't think of the last time that Felicity had ever screwed up a potion, as long as she was working with Winnie this was an easy class to sit through.
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A small smile tugged at the corners of Melinda's lips the moment Markus mentioned 'lunch'. That would be all too perfect a time as far as she was concerned. Better to dive right in and get started on things than wait around. Of course, it meant she might end up missing a class or two that day, but when she thought about it, she figured it probably didn't make much difference in the long run. Her mind would easily be preoccupied, dwelling and drifting on what secrets those passages held in store for her. She could only hope that after she got a good look at them and committed them to memory that they'd serve her well in the end. She had no doubt that they could be useful, but the issue lied in that she was nervous about whether or not she'd be able to get any use out of them for herself in the way she'd hoped.
Just then a heated blush swept across Melinda's cheeks and she had to look down at her lap a little to hide it. There was no way she was going to let all her onlookers see her vulnerability. It was bad enough that Markus was probably beginning to suspect something. Though, it was a good thing the guy wasn't one to prod and pry too terribly. She owed him one there. Pushing up her glasses, she dared to glance over at Markus and give him a triumphant nod. "Sounds like a plan," she whispered. "No better time than the immediate future." She gave him a wink and then raked a hand through her blonde hair.
Professor Pandora Buttermere flitted about the room, her skirts billowing about her as she moved elegantly between her students' seats. "There are several means to deflect curses," she stated plainly, though her voice was light, sweet. "But the only way anyone can truly have the advantage... truly tell what sort of spell is coming their way, is to..." Immediately, the older witch's face went cold, her violet eyes focusing on the Slytherinspecifically, Simon Mycroftin the back of the class who seemed to be lost in thought. Or was he just not bothering to listen? "Make eye contact with their enemy and pay attention to what is happening around them." She blinked a few times before looking away, her light pace having slowed down such that each click-clack of her footsteps could be heard as she moved. Finally, she stood still, her eyes scanning the room. "It is the only way to even come close to being able to determine what might come your way. If you want to stand a chance at countering a move..." She smiled and then giggled. "This is important to do." Once again, she began moving about the room as if dancing.
Down in the Potions classroom, Andie giggled as Kyle slipped something small into her hand. "Look at you," she said coyly, her smile broad and sinister. "Thinking ahead as always, just like a pure-blood should." She brushed up against him in approval of his actions and brought her lips close to his ear. "You have no idea how much this excites me, Kyle," she whispered breathily. "You don't pull punches and... and that makes me hot." Her cheeks reddened at the admission. Slowly, she backed away and flicked her red hair over her shoulder. Giving him a wink, she concealed the vial underneath her robes, readying it for the right time in which to spike Felicity's potion.
Reagan went to work on her own potion after gathering her ingredients. She looked over at Ryan and smiled at him. "I promise this will come out perfectly. Only the highest of marks will be achieved." She gave him a nod as she began to put things into the cauldron a little bit at a time, slowly brewing everything exactly as she knew it was meant to be.
As Reagan worked, her blue eyes darted about, however, shifting from her brother to her potion to the others nearby in the room. She could sense that her twin was a bit preoccupied. He knew that order meant the world to him and as such it meant everything to her as well. She put a root into her cauldron and turned her head to see what it was that had captured Ryan's interest. It seemed to be Andie and Kyle.
Arching a brow, Reagan leaned closer to Ryan. "Something is bothering you. I can tell. You know I can," she stated, her body moving even closer to the point where she was touching him. She glanced back over at the Ravenclaw pair, her eyes focusing on the red-head. "What have they done?" she whispered against Ryan's ear.
Felicity smiled brightly as she brewed her potion. Truly she felt as though she were in her element as her hands moved over all the ingredients and she began to add things one by one to her cauldron. She giggled softly and Winnie smiled as she stirred the contents and everything bubbled and boiled and the color turned the way she'd expected it to.
"Perfect!" Felicity said.
Winnie's smile broadened. "Never had a doubt. "You have a gift, Felicity," she said with an approving nod. She pushed at her glasses and giggled softly.
Felicity felt her cheeks grow a bit warm at Winnie's praise. The girl was one of the few that had always been consistently nice to her. "Thanks," she said. "I'll clean up while this bubbles a bit longer." Winnie just nodded.
As Felicity and Winnie turned away from the potion to clean up a few items, Andie removed the vial that Kyle had given her from within her robes and carefully poured the contents within the cauldron. Interestingly, it didn't cause the brew to change coloran excellent bonus! Andie smirked at that and then looked over at Kyle. "Mission accomplished," she said with a grin as she walked back over to him, the vial empty of its contents.
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Markus blinked for a moment seeing the blush from Melinda. Now he knew that something was up, but at the same time was going to respect his friends privacy. They were still at the mercy of one rather difficult to read teacher, who wanted nothing more than to demonstrate her ability with hexes on the students. Every single time she mentioned the fact that there were worse hexes he was silently praying that neither him nor Melinda would get to see them be used on anyone, though he did have enough sense to not say anything lest he become the next target.
Markus nodded at Melinda she was right of course there was no other time like the present, and after what they were gonna sit through with this class he was more than eager to get away from the other students. It wasn't really a brave thing to think, but this was a very unique problem. At this rate he was actually struggling to keep his focus only on the teacher. His eyes following hers to see that she was actually planning to hex a member of Slytherin, the same one who actually danced into the room. "Oh... this is gonna be good."
Simon Mycroft, was sitting in the back of the room. He knew that he should be paying attention to the crazy professor who had started the class by hexing a member of the class, but at the same time found his mind far to preoccupied to actually focus on her. Rather all of his mental thought power was with Felicity. It wasn't that he didn't care about this class, it was just that he often found it hard to focus on any class that wasn't transmogrification. He looked up from his note book briefly feeling someones eyes on his own, but missed the glance that would have told him he was a target.
Simon let out a calm sigh, just wanting the class to be over. His mind kept counting minutes until he would get to be near Felicity again instead of trying to focus on something important like the danger in front of him his mind was somewhere else entirely. Defenseless he just didn't seem to care that he was actually in danger.
In the potions room Kyle let out a small laugh as he saw that Andie had successfully added the toxin to the mix, watching the cauldron boil, he knew it wouldn't change the color of the potion, but it did make it smoke a little more then it probably should have. However he doubted the Mudblood would have thought there was anything less then perfection in her potion, and all that was left now was for the girl to take a smell of the smoke. He turned and finished the brewing of their own potion, and smiled as it came out to the right color, and smell. Letting it simmer. "Perfect now we just sit back and wait for the comedy."
Kyle looked at Andie with a devious smile. Right now he wanted nothing more then to just pounce her, and show her how much he appreciated the fact that they were on the same side. Still he didn't dare rather he just took a wry glance around the room before stealing a quick kiss from her, and then went back to work cleaning up their supplies and returning them to the front.
Ryan let out a long sigh, looking at the two ravenclaws who had just poisoned another members of their houses work. He shook his head, it was Winnie's house she was the one who was supposed to be keeping any eye on them, but clearly the ravenclaw Prefect was not one to be trusted with her position. If there was one thing that was more disappointing than two people willing to sabotage another member of their houses work it was a Prefect who did nothing to notice it or stop it. Hearing his sister speak he shook his head.
"They just spiked Felicity's potion." He said knowing that his sister was more preoccupied with their own potion. If it had been a member of Hufflepuff than this would have been called out in an instant and justice would have been dealt swiftly to a member of his house, but these were Ravenclaws spiking another member of Ravenclaw's potion. The amount of power he had the right to wield over them was negligent at best, but it was more than that while he wanted to get the pair in trouble he also wanted to give the ravenclaw prefect a chance to redeem herself.
Placing a hand on his sisters shoulder so that she didn't just give it away he shook his head. "I want too see how Winnie deals with this." He said in a hushed voice. Would she simply blame Felicity or would she investigate a little more deeply into the matter? He would have hated to see another Prefect not take their job seriously. This was a rare chance to see how the other new prefect dealt with her house, even if that meant risking both of them getting exposed to a poison.
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Professor Pandora Buttermere's dance about the room was short lived as she stopped and turned suddenly where she stood, her flowing skirts swirling about her petite form with a soft swish. Her violet eyes were trained and focuseda predator's eyesand they'd found a new target. She looked directly at Simon Mycroft who sat silently and unexpectantly and most definitely not paying attention to a single word she was saying. Her wand went up as if in slow motion and the words were uttered in what seemed a low and languid tone.
"Legilimens," Pandora muttered, not a usual spell, but a dark one to say the least. Her lips pressed into a tight smile, her golden hair shimmering in the dim light of the room making her look more demonic than angelic.
There were a few hushed whispers filling the room along with a few startled gasps as students looked on in horror. Melinda's blue eyes just went wide and she turned to glance over at Markus. "Is... is she allowed to do that?" she asked him, her voice so low she wasn't even sure he could hear her. But the fear that suddenly went through her was more real than anything she'd ever felt. The spell their professor had used was most invasive and had come without warning. It just seemed... wrong.
Pandora looked on at Simon, her violet eyes fixed upon her prey as she slowly walked forward, the usual click-clack of her steps suddenly gone. She caught a glimpse of dark haired girl flitting through his young mind and giggled delightedly.
Down in the Potions classroom, Reagan looked up at her twin, blue eyes finding dark, as they waited for their potion to simmer a bit. The weight of his hand on her shoulder felt nice as it always did, so she leaned back against him ever so slightly, taking in his wonderful heat. She gave him a nod as he spoke, understanding that he wanted to see the outcome before planning any counter moves. It was his way and therefore her way. It was a good and calculated plan she had to admit. After all, it was hard to react to a situation without giving everyone a fair chance or having all the facts.
Still, as Reagan waited things out, a part of her wondered what would happen and a part of her secretly hoped that the pretty prefect would show her true colors and fail.
Andie blushed when Kyle kissed her, her skin burning from the public display and the excitement over what she'd just help him accomplish. She then turned back around and couldn't help but giggle softly as she watched Felicity and Winnie, their potion smoking ever so slightly more than it should. She looked back over Kyle, her fingers twisting themselves about a tendril of red that had fallen about her shoulders. She bit down on her lip and gave him a knowing wink. "Brilliant," she said, cheeks still flushed and her eyes slightly hooded.
Winnie had finished putting some things away and walked over to the cauldron she and Felicity were using. She tilted her head slightly at the sight of the smoke, her green eyes blinking rapidly. Immediately, she shook her head knowing that something was off. "Felicity, I think you botched the potion," she remarked.
"What?" Felicity said with a gasp. "There's no way I got it wrong. You saw me put everything in the cauldron yourself." The look on her face was clearly pained at the accusation. As she went over to the cauldron, she inspected it carefully. The color was fine and it was simmering as it should be over the tiny flame. She frowned as she went over each and every ingredient she'd added to the potion all in her mind. But each time she went over the list, there was no mistakes. She was at a loss as to why Winnie would say such a thing. "Are you sure? I mean, why would you say that?" she then asked, hurt that the prefect of her own house had said such a thing so boldly.
"I, well..." Winnie began. The blonde fumbled over her words as she stared hard at the cauldron. She was having a hard time deciding what to do. She knew something was wrong with the potion. It shouldn't have smoked the way it had. But at the same time, she didn't want to hurt Felicity's feelings. The problem was, it had been Felicity who'd brewed the potion and understood the finer art of potion-making. Therefore, the most logical error had to have been that Felicity had made an accidental blunder. She didn't fault her friend, though she felt more inclined to bring it up rather than have either of them drink the potion and fall victim to something needlessly unfortunate. "It just was smoking a bit. It shouldn't have done that, Felicity." She pushed up her glasses and let out a heavy sigh.
Felicity's eyebrows furrowed, her face contorting slightly. "That's impossible," she said. "You saw what I did, Winnie."
"And I know I saw it smoking," Winnie retorted. Again, she sighed. "If you're so certain it's correct, just drink it then. But I say you're doing so at your own risk."
Felicity pursed her lips and flicked her dark hair over her shoulder. She grabbed a ladle and poured a small bit into a cup. She reached for the cup and swallowed it down with great determination. The moment the liquid touched her tongue she knew something was wrong. The taste was... off. But it was too late. She'd swallowed it down and immediately she felt the potion working its way through her system. As she looked up, her hands went to clutch at her tummy, which suddenly didn't feel so very good and she noticed Winnie looking on with a horrified expression and nearby she swore she could hear Andie giggling loudly.
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"No... she can't." Markus said just as quietly, though in all honesty any amount of noise was hearable, for as soon as Buttermere had spoken her incantation the room had gone as silent as the grave. They were no longer talking about Hexes and discomfort, Legilimency was the art of delving into a persons mind, a skilled user could rip apart memories, and change the very fabric of what makes a person a person. Suddenly their professor had gone too far. Markus's hand went to his wand his knuckles turning white from the strength of his grip. This was too much by anyone's standards and he couldn't help but feel like he had to do something.
Simon's mind was grasped with what would best be described as cold ice. It ran up and down his spine and he could feel his teachers eyes on his mind. He wasn't skilled in Occulumency, not enough to break her grasp, but he was a skilled liar, and one who could easily pull away, and hide what the surface would have shown. As soon as she got the image of Felicity from his mind however, he pulled it away from her, started to resist, trying to bring his mind to a calm, blank slate. He had done it before hiding his surface thoughts should have been have easy. ~Get out.~
Simon's arm drew his wand, his mind still enthralled his every action readable, his breathing came in short cold breaths, and he was clearly under some pain. He kept trying to chant inside his mind. ~Get out.~ But benieth the surface were his memories, the kiss with Felicity, standing up to Kyle on the train, the stunt he had pulled with Andie, and back further, sixteen years of his life were slowly exposing themselves underneath his mind. First crush, Sally Drake a slytherin Pure blood, she had been in her seventh year while he had only been in his first, he had followed her like a puppy carrying books, doing chores for her, and as the way of things got nothing in return. His first Animangus transformation the pain surged through his body as his bones and muscles restructured themselves the flow of new instincts and urges as the human mind merged with his animalistic counterpart. ~Get..~
"Stupefy!" The flash of white light burst from simon's wand towards the teacher their minds still connected though he managed to use most of his strength to attempt the Stunning Spell. From there however his vision blurred, and he felt weak. He was hoping that he could hit her, after all she had been so preoccupied with his mind, and he had made sure to feed her some of his more unpleasant memories in the hopes that maybe she didn't see the counter attack coming. That said he was still drained, and broken. Simon felt like he hadn't slept in days. His breathing had become ragged and painful.
Down in potions Professor Archer stood up, seeing what he would have considered impossible, but there was no doubt that it was happening. Felicity had poisoned herself, he blinked Standing up from his chair and walking forward, setting down his goblet, and walking with a great amount of Urgency towards her. Looking towards her potion he needed only a wiff of it's scent to know exactly what was wrong with her potion, but even so he hadn't expected this. Coming from any other student he would have believed it was possible but this was Felicity's element. Still everyone makes mistakes.
Looking down at Felicity he gave a disapproving shake of his head, "Felicity... twenty five points from Ravenclaw for your blunder, now go and run to the hospital wing." Professor Archer spoke with a firm voice, shaking his head. "This is a reminder to the rest of you, that even the smartest of you can make mistakes after a year of neglect and non practice."
Kyle was quick to stifle a laugh. It was well worth the house points too see just how much pain the mudblood was in. He could see Winnie giggling beside him, and that only really made him love her a little more. Without her precious Simon Mycroft to defend her she had once again been rather weak prey to the two of them, and while it was sad too see ravenclaw suffer for the victory it was far more rewarding to see Felicity holding her stomach as the poison started to run it's course. "Better run quickly!" He said in a 'concerned' voice. Thanks to Winnie it had ended up working far better then he could have ever hoped.
Ryan looked at Felicity who was suffering, and then looked at the two people that had caused her pain. However in the end it hadn't been them that had given her the idea to take the poison. Handing in a ruined potion was one thing, but it had been Winnie who had told her to drink it. He looked at the Ravenclaw prefect, at the best she was oblivious to the world around her, at worst she was a conspirator for the other two. Either way was worse then the two who had broken the rules, because she had basically let them get away with murder.
Feeling his sister lean on him, he sighed, shaking his head. He would have to have a talk with the ravenclaw prefect. She needed to learn to take her her job with more responsibility and weight. She had just allowed one of her so called friends to be poisoned due to her own negligence. Nothing could be worse then that.
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Melinda's blue eyes were as wide as saucers as she watched Professor Pandora Buttermere do her work upon one of Slytherin's finest. She felt her skin crawl, her normally hot Veela blood turning to ice as she felt the churning sensation of terror coursing through her veins. More than anything, she wished it was lunch time so that she and Markus could escape to those secret passages and hide. Her thoughts turned to the one person she longed would embrace her, his strong arms about her lithe body as he gripped her tightly, his hands lost in her blonde tangles. She blinked then, suddenly horrified at the prospect that her thoughts could so easily be discovered by the likes of someone such as Pandora Buttermere.
Pandora Buttermere's mouth spread into a most sinister smile as her mind melded with that of Simon's. It served him right for not paying attention and this was the price he'd pay. Perhaps next time he wouldn't be so lackadaisical and daydream. After all, no witch or wizard was truly safe from any dark spell and this act would show him and every other student just how much so! No one could be trusted! Not a single soul!
Slowly, Pandora allowed her mind to push further and further into Simon's entering into the darker corners she knew he wished to keep hidden. A smirk played upon her lips and she tsk'd, her mind pushing at his all the harder, an easy task for someone so skilled in the darker arts. Oh, she'd make her alma mater house of Ravenclaw so very proud at how skilled she'd become! More and more, harder and harder, she pushed and saw more images floating about Simon's mindfirst it had been the dark-haired girl, then she saw the shadows of other memories starting to form. They were swirls of color. Fuzzy at best. She frowned trying to make them snap into a clear picture, something she could easily make out. But this Slytherin was finally getting with the program and attempting to resist. She pushed harder, trying to knock down the barriers she felt him putting up, the images swirling in a murky puddle of nonsense, unreadable. She could see the confusion, but at least she'd seen the dark-haired girl. Harder and harder she pushed and finally a few minor memories snapped into focus when...
Pandora let out a loud shriek as her body went spiral across the room. Melinda looked over at Markus, her jaw dropped open, her hands gripping the edge of the table in which she sat. "Merlin, don't let that woman be angry," she muttered to her friend as she watched the older witch hit the wall and sit up with a dazed expression, her hand rubbing her golden head.
Down in the Potions classroom, Andie felt more than triumphant as she watched Felicity take a sip of the concoction she'd helped create. Oh no, it was no 'Forgetful Potion' that she'd downed. No. This was something Kyle had devised and, from the look of how the mudblood was clutching her stomach, his plan had worked all too perfectly. Another tiny giggle escaped her as she looked up at Kyle. She gave him a wink and heaved a sigh. A perfect execution. Flawless.
Felicity felt her eyes welling with tears as her mouth began to taste funny, that metallic tang dancing on her tongue as her tummy began to churn. She clamped her eyes shut as Winnie looked on in horror, her face blanching as she began to rub her housemate's back in a feeble attempt to comfort her. But it was too late. The damage was done and all that was left was for Felicity to follow Professor Archer's demand that she seek medical attention at the Hospital Wing.
More than anything, Felicity felt foolish. She should've listened to Winnie and suspected there was a problem. Yes, Potions was her best subject. But she was also human and thus capable of error. But, for the life of her she had no idea what blunder she could've made. As she raced out of the classroom, her mind continued to reel over the list of ingredients she'd used... not one of them was wrong.
Faster and faster, Felicity raced along the corridors toward the Hospital Wing, the trek seeming to take forever. Suddenly, she felt the pang of nausea rise and she knew she'd never make it. Tears spilling down her pale cheeks, she made a beeline for the Girl's Bathroom, which was fortunately very close by. She raced inside, held back her long, dark hair and allowed herself to get sick. Thank goodness no one was about.
"Not feeling so well?" came a voice. Peeves.
Felicity let out a sigh, her tears falling faster. She stood up and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her robe. Trying to ignore Peeves as he flew about the rafters, she then went over to the sink to rinse out her mouth. Once done, she quickly left the bathroom and begun to head toward the Hospital Wing at a dead run.
"Faster, faster... getting sick spells disaster!" chanted Peeves.
Back in the Potions classroom, Winnie immediate went to get rid of the contents within the cauldron. She frowned at how her house had needlessly lost points and she tried to analyze how she might've been able to avoid the situation. She let out a soft sigh as she thought over every possible scenario, but each one seemed to end in a similar fashion.
Reagan looked at Ryan and could tell he was assessing things, bothered by what it was he'd just witnessed. Honestly, she couldn't fault him. Not everyone had such an impeccable moral code and she found herself admiring him for the man he was and aspired to be. Truly the witches and wizards of Hogwarts could stand to see him as one of the most ideal role models of the school, someone to look up to and confide in. There was no doubt in her mind that he could teach several a thing or two, if only they'd let him. Perhaps one day... she figured. And what a day that would be.
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Markus's hand gripped Melinda's for a moment as he watched the events unfold. When Buttermere hit the wall he was left with a mouth agap, he didn't know what the hell was going on anymore. A teacher had just used one of the worst spells she could on a student, and the student had... well he had defended against the dark arts that was for sure. Still there was a long silence for a moment. Everyone was just shocked, and while he could agree with Melinda that everyone needed to calm down, he didn't voice his concerns.
Simon put away his wand, happy to be back outside of his own mind, and glad to be back in control. As much as he had 'enjoyed' a trip down memory lane he really hadn't. Standing up he felt himself become slightly dizzy and his legs wobble slightly. He was exhausted, but not broken. He had denied her access to any information that would truly have harmed him, and seen just how demented Buttermere could be. Walking was a slow thing his hand clutched his heart which felt like it was beating a million times a minute. Walking to the door he opened it. Turning to the Slytherin Prefect, Simon had visable bags under his eyes. "Going to the hospital wing to sleep this off. Anyone have a problem with that idea?"
There was still only silence in the room and then Mycroft left. There couldn't have been a longer walk. The stairs he had practically danced down were now one of the longest and hardest trek he had ever faced. He felt like he was just going to collapse with every step he was taking, and all the while he was trying his best to focus on his memories and make sure that he didn't loose anything important to a psychotic teacher. He leaned against a wall for a moment as he breathed heavily, he looked pale and sickly, and didn't feel much better than that. When he finally made it to the hospital wing he was grateful to just find a bed that he could collapse onto not paying any attention to any of the other numerous beds or who else occupied the room. Rather he just wanted to collapse he would explain what happened after he took a long much needed rest, and his mind stopped feeling like it had a layer of perma frost upon it.
At the potions class the bell tolled and the students packed up. Professor Archer handed back all of the text books he had confiscated except for Felicity's which he would find her later and give it back too her. Ryan was one of the first people to grab his textbook and walked alongside his sister so that the two of them could leave for the small break in between classes. He sighed angered by the lack of order that was placed inside the ravenclaw house, and the blame was going to rest with exactly one person. Winnie and him needed to talk, but that could wait for later tonight for now he had other classes he needed to get too. "come on lets get to the next class." He said looking back at the potions class his eyes glaring towards Winnie, such a look of disappointment.
As soon as Kyle got out of the room, and out of earshot of everyone except Andie who he had walked with he had started to laugh, and laugh hard. All of that had worked far too well, and felt far too good. Simon may have stumped the two of them, but Felicity was as weak a target as ever, and her precious slytherin body guard couldn't help her in this situation. "Toss that vile somewhere no one will find it. Last thing we want is our fingerprints over this one." He said happily, the teacher hadn't even noticed them, not even the prefect who had been sitting right next to Felicity. He let out a good strong laugh. "Did you see the look on that dumb mudbloods face. Everyone thinks she screwed up her potion. Oh that was too perfect."
Archer had sent everyone off on their way so he could set up for the next set of students he had to deal with, as he was going through the ingredient's that he needed for the next lesson, and putting away the ingredients he had taken out for this lesson he paused for a moment. There was a vile of greyroot juice missing. Archer blinked for a moment looking over all that he had taken out for the day's experiment and he had originally placed three on the table as a joke to his students after all it would have reacted with the other ingredients to make a rather nasty... He paused checking Felicity's desk but not seeing the vile anywhere. He bit down on his bottom lip sharp eyeteeth showing through the small frown. If Felicity had used it as an ingredient it would have been put back she had cleaned up before she had taken the potion after all, meaning... Someone had poisoned one of his students under his nose. His eye twitched he had possibly punished the wrong house, and all because he had assumed that the students would play nice.
Reaching under his jacket he grabbed a special flask and took a swig feeling a hunger satiated for a moment pushed aside so he could focus his anger. If he found that stolen vile he could find out who had taken it, and then he would know exactly who he would have to punish for this.
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Melinda watched Simon make a quick exit and, for once, she wasn't laughing. In fact, she could barely break a smile. There was no way she could fault the Slytherin she and Markus had been silently teasing amongst themselves for leaving. If it had been her and she'd been on the receiving end of such a dark spell, she'd probably have run away screaming. The very thought made her cheeks burn a bright shade of crimson. Her blue eyes swept from Markus over to Professor Pandora Buttermere, the witch's face donning a slight frown as she rubbed her head and gathered her skirts so that she could stand back up once more.
Down in Potions, Andie silently reveled in the victory she and Kyle had achieved. It was more than she could've hoped for. Her chocolatey eyes glanced over at Winnie who looked distraught over the fact that not only did her housemate and supposed friend have to go to the Hospital Wing, but she only had a ruined potion to show for it all not to mention had partially been to blame for the loss of points for house Ravenclaw. All in all, though it didn't bode well for her own house, Andie felt it had been well worth it just to see that priceless reaction on Felicity Steele's pathetic little face. Little did she realize that two pairs of eyes were studying the situation in its entirety. Reagan frowned and let out a long, slow sigh and reached out a hand to gently touch her brother's arm. She could tell he was upset, greatly bothered by what he'd just witnessed. It truly was a pity more people didn't follow the same standards and ideals as he did, a true pity indeed.
Felicity made her way ever closer to the Hospital Wing, Peeves' voice ringing in her ears with every step. As she rounded the corner that would be the final stretch, the poltergeist finally decided that something else was more interesting. Perhaps it was the fact that the bell was tolling indicating that it was the end of first class.
"Hang it all," Felicity mumbled, a hand clutching her tummy. She had broken out into a cold sweat as she finished her run to the Hospital Wing. Immediately, she lunged for the nearest bathroom and allowed herself to get sick once again. After she finished and managed to rinse out her mouthfortunately Peeves' wasn't around to taunt and torment this time aroundher tummy felt significantly better. However, she felt weak and wobbly and in need of a moment to regain her bearings.
Felicity, on shaky legs, made her way to where the beds were lined up side by side. She pushed open the door and didn't hesitate to make her way toward the nearest unoccupied bed. As she walked, her steely eyes focused on another unfortunate soul who seemed to have the misfortune of being in the same place she was. She had to wonder what happened to him. As her thoughts turned dark, her jaw suddenly dropped, her vision snapping into focus.
"S-simon?" Felicity stammered as she made her way further into the ward. She swallowed hard and placed a hand against her forehead. She then let her hand drop back to her side trying to shrug off her own ailment. "Are you all right?" she asked as she walked over to him, concerned about why he was there in the first place, her own worry about herself lost and gone. Her knees shook as she walked, her skin and lips pale, but she ignored it. It hardly seemed important in comparison, as she looked upon her Simon who seemed dreadfully pale and so very worn.
"What happened to you?" she wondered out loud, her hand reaching to touch his face, fingers idly playing with his hair.
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Simon's body shivered as he heard noises around him. He really did not want to wake up or move at all, but when his head was touched he knew he had to open his eyes, it was probably some attending nurse or something like that. He blinked his vision blurred as heard a very familiar voice. At first he thought that maybe some amount of time had passed and she had come to check on him, but one look at her, and the smell of sickness told him that she was here because she needed to be. Simon moved, pain shooting through his weakened body as he tried to sit upright and instead got a hell of a migraine for his troubles, his ears buzzed with a loud tone that almost drowned out Felicities concern for him, and he placed a hand over his for head trying too cool himself down.
"I had a teacher in my brain." He said trying to make light of the situation. Looking over at Felicity he moved over a little and gestured for her to take the same bed. It was a little unorthadox, but he was in pain, and wanted something familiar near him, and besides she probably needed to lay down just as badly as he did, and while these beds weren't the most comfortable with two people it was manageable. "I'll press charges against her later right now I'm just... drained." He said not even having any real strength to truly take advantage of the situation or grab Felicity.
"What happened to you?" He said with long breaths in between his words it was clear that he was very tired after the long walk to this place. there was no doubt that he felt ill, but she actually looked far more sick then he did. Her face was pale and her body felt chillingly cold, for a moment he hoped it wasn't contagious at all, because if it was than he was probably going to get it just from being close to her, and having no natural defense at the moment. He made room for her so that she could collapse onto the bed, and his arm affectionately wrapped around hers.
"We... are a pair for sore eyes." He said lightly this was the last place on earth he had expected to see her again, but at the same time even though she must have been in the same amount of pain and suffering as he was he couldn't help but be a little bit greatful that he wasn't alone anymore. He had her by his side, and that while it didn't make his mind feel any less violated, or better, made his heart feel a much better.
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"A... what?" Felicity said, showing clear concern despite her condition. One hand reached for Simon while the other tried to steady herself. She couldn't believe what she'd just heard. A teacher had actually invaded his mind. It was absolutely ludicrous and one of the worst things she'd ever heard of anyone doing to another, especially on purpose. A shiver immediately ran down along her spine at the thought to be violated in such a way. It made her own little experience she'd had down in the Potions classroom seem like nothing as she thought about someone flitting through her head and extracting her thoughts against her will.
Felicity tilted her head slightly, her dark hair slightly tangled from running and having to quickly pulling it back twice in order to get sick. Defense Against the Dark Arts. That was the class Simon had come from and that meant his teacher had been Professor Pandora Buttermere. She was a new teacher this yeara seemingly typical thing most years for that particular class as it was rare for a teacher to last more than a year, let alone several. Though she'd heard that there had been a few here and there that had managed the feat. However, during her own time at Hogwarts, such at thing had yet to come to pass.
"I..." Felicity began as she hopped up onto the bed to be next to Simon, the heat of his body most welcome. She had to admit it felt nice to be next to him again. Nice and... right. "I've been poisoned," she said sheepishly.
Felicity's cheeks burned despite her pallid color, clearly embarrassed about her sickness and the scene she'd created down in the dungeons. What must Professor Archer think of her now? She was his prized student! More than anything, she wished to press onward into Advanced Potions and score well on her O.W.L.s this year. Surely he'd see this blunder as a poor display and it would count against her. Even if she managed an O, even an E in her final scores, he'd never want her in his class next year now.
Tears began to form in Felicity's eyes. "I don't know how it happened. I had everything right. I know I did. But Winnie said I'd messed it up. She warned I did." She sniffled a little. "But I didn't listen and drank it anyway. I just didn't believe her" As a tear fell along her cheek, she brought up a hand to wipe it away. "What made it worse was that both Andie and Kyle were watching and laughing at me and Professor Archer deducted house points." She shook her head, confused, upset. "I just don't know how I could've made a mistake. "I know I had it right. I've gone over the list several times in my head as I've run up here."
At that, Felicity heaved a heavy sigh and lied herself down next to Simon. She nuzzled against him much like she did earlier in the gardens, relishing the warmth of his body and his closeness. Everything about the moment felt right, so perfect. After several moments, she pulled away slightly and looked up into his green eyes, which seemed to shine like bright jewels. She gave him a soft smile, wishing there was something she could do to make him feel better and ease his pain after his own dealings with Professor Buttermere. She supposed it was this feeling that made her long to become a Healer. Though perhaps part of itand she knew she had to admit itwas because she'd completely and utterly fallen for him.
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Simon was more then happy when Felicity took the offer to share the bed, and his arm slowly coiled around her stomach holding her body to his. He was tired, and burned out, but at the same time there was something to holding her body against his own, that made him feel much more calm than he should have. He could hear the concern for him in her voice, but focused on what she had too say. She had poisoned herself with a faulty potion? Something about that story didn't sit right with him. Felicity had told him already that Potions was her passion, they were the thing she was best at hearing that she managed to screw it up added some confusion to his already tired mind, but hearing the distress in her voice was rather clear.
Simon chose not to speak at the moment rather his arms enveloped Felicity into a powerful hug trying to comfort her without talking, that was until he heard about Kyle and Andie laughing and giggling the entire time. "Wait... when did they start giggling?" It was a question that immediately popped into his mind. He looked somewhat shocked for a moment. Why would they be giggling? The obvious answer was that they disliked Felicity for her linage as a muggle born. "Actually the better question would be... Did you ever leave your cauldron unattended?"
Simon really wouldn't have put it past the two of them. If Felicity said she had no idea how she could have made a mistake than there was no way she had made any mistake at all. He trusted her, and well he knew she was far smarter in terms of potion making than he was. Just as he hoped she would trust him if some similar situation were to pop up only in a ground where he was more confident. "In all honesty you may have actually been poisoned. Still drinking any potion Felicity even one you brewed yourself is pretty foolish, you should always get someone else to test it."
Simon gave a small smile and leaned into Felicity's back his chest pressing against her back as he took a small breath in taking in Felicity's scent. He enjoyed being around her. Being with her, and really even though the circumstances were a little crappy he was more than happy to be with her. Holding her close a shiver ran up and down his spine for a moment, and he let out a long yawn. Still feeling very tired. He smiled lightly "are you feeling better now?" He said lightly he was feeling better just knowing he had the ability to hold onto her. It helped him relax for a moment as he laid beside her his eyes closed, though still awake as he felt the rise and her breathing with his arms.
Part of him knew that this was a huge breech of the rules, and that the moment the nurse or anyone else came into the hospital wing to check on them there would probably be more of a headache than anything else he has had today but he also knew that this moment was wroth any amount of a head ache the nurse could throw at him. Besides as tired and broken as he was right now there was no way he could really take advantage of the girl next too him even though he hardily thought about it in such dark terms.
"Still... I guess there is one good thing to come out of our problems. we are housemates for the day..." He said with a low smile as he nuzzled against her neck. He yawned as he tried his best to make a pun come to his mind. House oh god it hurts? house sucks to be here? His mind quickly gave up and quickly hugged Felicity even tighter not wanting to let her up unless she had to run away from him.
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Simon's words buzzed through Felicity's mind as she snuggled close to him, her body fitting perfectly against his. He was right that she should have had figured out another way to test her potion before being so bold as to drink it herself. Especially since Winnie had claimed the thing was somehow wrong. Yes, she knew her own skills in the art of potion-making were near impeccable, practically flawless, but... there was always room for error. As a Ravenclaw, she had to concede that. Moreover, it had been foolish not to think outside the box and consider other possibilities of error. Her mind swiftly went to that of both Andie and Kyle, how the two laughed at her misfortune. Was it truly possible that they'd known all along as Simon was alluding? That they'd been devious enough to sabotage the contents of her cauldron?
As Felicity thought about the events of class, she knew it wasn't outside the realm of possibility. It would be like those two to try and damage her reputation as a potion-maker. She heaved a heavy sigh, resigning herself to the fact that she'd twice blundered. Once for not paying attention to her surroundings better and again for being so foolish as to not consider Winnie's warning. Though the warning had come off as an accusation against her own skill, she now knew it the truth of it whether or not Winnie knew the same. In the end, she supposed that part didn't matter. What did was that she let her own pride get in the way and it could've cost her more if it hadn't just been classroom setting.
"They laughed the entire time," Felicity sighed against Simon. She knew his thoughts were right somehow, though she had no way to prove it. "I think your deductions are right," she added. "They got me good." She tried to make light of it, clearly bothered by what had happened but not wanting to dwell on it too much. Instead, she nuzzled closer to him, just relishing the fact that they managed to be together even if it was in the Hospital Wing.
Felicity had to admit there was a bit of an excitement about being so close to Simon as they were even if they were innocently lying on the bed. She knew they'd get into trouble and receive a warning, not to mention lose house points. But it was worth it and she was so tired.
"It's nice being your housemate," Felicity stated with a soft giggle, a hand reaching up to push at her dark hair. "I think I could get used to this." A soft sound rolled over her lips just then and she allowed herself to enjoy the moment. After all, who knew how long she had before a nurse or another student walked in. "Simon," she suddenly drawled out. "This has been quite a first day back." She could feel her eyes growing heavy, her hand moving to rest on his chest. "We'll have to make it up..." she continued, her words drawing out longer as sleep started to consume her, the effects of getting over being sick taking their toll. "Somehow. Perhaps at dinner..."
Felicity smiled, a finger gently tracing circles about his chest as her eyes fluttered closed and she moved closer still. Never had she felt more at ease, more comfortable than she did in that moment with Simon. Everything was just right and as it should be.
"Slytherin and Ravenclaw... make me want to... BAWHAWHAW!!!" Peeves shouted from the rafters.
Felicity let out a squeak as her eyes shot open, her tiny hands clutching onto Simon tightly while her cheeks burned a deep shade of crimson.
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The general calmness of the moment allowed Simon to start drifting himself. He felt at peace with Felicity next to him, and while the conversation topic they had chosen may have been a little depressing with all things considered Simon couldn't help but drift off as she touched his chest. His eyes closed he was listening, but at the same time he was also slowly falling asleep. Feeling her hand on his chest only added to the comfort. If he was a cat right now he would be puring rather loudly just because of the comfort he was feeling.
He nodded they would be missing out on a bit of work. "I'm sure we will be fine." He said his voice a soft low purr as he pressed his forehead lightly against hers laying in the bed. He was about to say something else when something rather unexpected happened. Peeves' voice may as well have been an airhorn in his ears for how Simon's eyes had opened, His hands digging into Felicities side like claws scratching her due to the shock, and pain of it all. "Sorry." he said not sure if he had really hurt her or not, just knowing that his hands had dug into her flesh for a moment probably leaving a couple of red lines under her shirt.
Simon's head was already hurting not to mention sound sensitive. Peeves who was now rolling around with his insane laughter all because he had caught two students cuddling was certainly doing a number on Simon's ears. However Mycroft responded not by giving the ghost any attention but rather placed a calm hand on the side of Felicities face making sure that she looked at him, and not the rather loud and annoying poltergeist who rather simply just wanted attention. In all his dealings with the spirit he had never known him to stick around too long.
"Just ignore him." He said lightly trying his best to ignore the ghost himself. Though in a way he was kind of grateful to the ghost, it had been a while now since he had seen Felicity's cute blush, and with her face practically becoming crimson it was almost worth having the taunting spirit around.
For a moment Simon wondered if he could make her blush even worse, looking at her eyes, and the flush that had come across her face he smiled. "You are really cute when your embarrassed." He said with a small slightly devious smile, though in truth he didn't want to take any joke too far with how she was feeling.
Simon wanted nothing more than to at this moment kiss her while she was already so embarrassed but thought better of it. He wasn't sure if that would give the already annoying spirit more ammo against them. Though in truth he thought that Peeves could make an insult at just about anything. As she clung to him he did his best to reassure her.
Peeves on the other hand was making the task of ignoring him ever the more difficult. As his rolling laughter had changed into taunting. "Face like a match stick! How bright can it burn. Oh little raven try not to get bit by a snake while you sleep if you catch my meaning!"
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Felicity swallowed hard, her stormy eyes clamping shut for a moment as Peeves' voice rang out in the rafters. She could feel her heart thumping hard beneath her breasts as her breaths began to quicken. When she opened her eyes, they locked with Simon's immediately and she was more than aware of the heat of his hands as he touched her face, gently forcing her to look at him. All of her attention focused on his face, the way his eyes sparkled like gemstones in the strange light of the Hospital Wing, how his hair fell along his brow. She even took note of how the shadows played against his features, allowing her to take in every slope and angle of his beautiful face.
A small breath caught in Felicity's throat, her cheeks burning brighter as Simon smiled and teased her playfully, sweetly. For a brief moment, her eyes flitted away, but her head was held fast, so the connection was lost for only a moment before she had to look back into his eyes once again, knowing full well it would only mean a brighter heat would sweep across her cheeks. She could feel the warmth spreading, moving along her neck, her chest. She had no doubt that if Simon had been inclined to look further, he'd have noticed her blush ran along a fair portion of her upper body.
That thought alone only made Felicity blush more.
Felicity squeaked, her teeth biting down on her lower lip to stifle the sound. She whimpered knowing that there was a possibility that Peeves would overhear and torment her some more. It was the poltergeist's way to taunt and tease. He lived for it!
"I..." Felicity stammered, feeling totally tongue-tied.
Peeves' words were still swimming in Felicity's mind, so hard to ignore. Though she wondered if part of the reason as to why it was hard wasn't because she was being tormented, but because there was a darker side that was curiouscurious about being bitten by the snake. With rosy cheeks, she looked into Simon's eyes, trying desperately to block out Peeves' and focus on the Slytherin staring back at her. Her heart pumped harder, faster. Peeves' laughter continued to echo.
"I..." Felicity tried again, desperately wishing the words would come. Swallowing, the tip of her tongue darted out from between her lips and she attempted to wet them. Her mind had gone blank and all she could think about was 'biting'. Closing her eyes, she tried to calm herself down. "Th-thank you," she finally said in a voice far huskier than she'd meant it to be. Letting out a tiny gasp at how she sounded, she giggled nervously, wishing she could bury her head against Simon so as to hide her face. But such a thing was impossible at the moment. "I'm so embarrassed," she squeaked, her hands clutching him tightly, not wanting to let go.
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Felicity was becoming so red that Simon himself was starting too feel affected by it. A light blush was spreading across his cheeks just watching her. There were many unique curves to Felicity's body that he wanted too see more of, and part of him really did want to explore her body with a hand. However he wasn't too sure about it considering that really the two had only known eachother officially for about a day and a half. Still it had been one hell of a day and a half, and now his eyes were tracing over her body. Seeing how she looked laying next to him, and taking in all of her body, and face.
"Your welcome." Mycroft's voice cracked a little as he spoke, just from the unique tension that was building up between them. He wasn't sure why, but Peeves had put an idea in his head that felt right, but at the same time he knew it was wrong. Still Simon couldn't help but imagine Felicity in a way that he had never really thought of anyone else. And he swallowed lightly unsure of what to say, or even why she had thanked him in the first place, he couldn't help but wonder what she had been trying to say as she had been rather tongue tied, and he was pretty sure at this point Felicity could have told him anything and he would have clung to it like gospel.
As Felicity clung to him, he held her, in a tight embrace, all the while Peeves was laughing and hovering over them making hoot's and callers down at the two, calling out names such as love birds, and saying how they would be "Putting on a show for the castle before long!" Simon did his best to drown out the ghosts words but that sentence in particular hit him like a ton of bricks, because honestly He didn't really care if they did put on a show, though he was sure that house points would be the least of his concerns if they did do something like that.
Simon swallowed hard for a moment trying to refocus his mind, and instead tried to focus on Felicity. "It's okay there is no need to be embarrassed... I'm the only other living person here, and you can tell me what ever is on your mind." He said trying to hide the fact that his own mind was taking a dive through darker waters, he bit his lip trying to get rid of the images that were slowly crawling through that, and his hands gripped Felicity's clothing ever tighter. His heart felt like it was pounding a million times a second.
Simon's eyes were still locked on Felicity's lips for a moment, and finally already holding her tightly he didn't care about Peeves anymore the ghost probably wouldn't get bored but he wanted a kiss, he embraced her and pushed his lips against hers stealing a very passionate heavy kiss as his lips stole hers for a moment, his tongue lightly trying to invade her mouth with how aggressive a kiss it was, it was a bit like a cobra lashing out and taking it's prey. His teeth bit her lower lip and his arms pulled her closer.
Peeves gave a hooting call. Laughing and clapping his hands together this was like Christmas in July for the spirit. "Snogging students in the hospital wing!" He cried out loudly. "They are gonna ruin the beds if they keep this up!"
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Felicity gazed into Simon's emerald eyes, completely transfixed as her cheeks burned and her heart thudded in her chest. She licked at her lips and smiled awkwardly, happy to be so close to the Slytherin who'd captured her heart and attention. To think it all started a day or so ago on a train, the ride bumpy and both of them soaking wet from the rain. And now, the two of them lied side by side, wrecked from debacles in class, but somehow brought together as they were seemingly meant to be. She drowned out Peeves' laughter, his taunting torments as he prattled on and chortled in what seemed to be victorious glee.
Instead, Felicity focused on her Simon, the one man who deserved her attention in its entirety. The one man for whom she knew she'd do anything now as he held her close and looked at her in a way no one else had ever done. Somehow he was looking past the awkward appearance, the clumsy demeanor. He saw her. She felt her body inching closer, pressing into him as his arms wrapped tighter about her slight body, the heat growing more intense as the tension grew thicker, denser, more.
Felicity's breath caught, her steely eyes drawn to Simon's mouth as he spoke his reassurances. But she could only nod, her voice lost as instincts began to take over, raw emotion bubbling up to the surface as all the peripheral noise faded into the background, lost to a seeming oblivion. Just then, her mouth was suddenly pulled against his, her lips captured by his and wrapped in a searing heat. A soft sigh escaped her, her lips easily parting as his tongue pushed against hers, determined to explore and she all too eager to comply. She felt his teeth graze her lip, the light bite making her tummy flutter, her body responding in ways she never fathomed. Just then she whimpered softly, her hands clutching tightly as a statement of wanting more.
Peeves voice resounded throughout the room, but Felicity could barely register the words or even the sound. She was too lost in the kiss, in the moment. The heat and the passion consumed her whole as her body molded against Simon's, acting on instinct as he held her close. Having never been in such a situation, she was unsure of what to do next, but her body definitely seemed to know what it was feeling, something it would certainly be craving from that moment on out. He'd unleashed something with that kiss, awakened something from deep within that had been dormant and it was spreading throughout her body and settling deep within her core.
Breathing harder, Felicity let out an audible gasp as she felt herself suddenly get excited, her body reacting as Peeves only laughed harder.
"We have a first timer here!" Peeves shouted out. "First timer!"
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Simon felt hot, his flesh was burning with each passing moment, and hearing Felicity's gasps and seeing her in a new light was trigguring something entirely new in the Slytherin. He had never actually done anything, and while he knew that Peeves was screaming about Felicity this was as much his first time as it was hers. He swallowed feeling nervous about the entire ordeal, and just noticing how his clothing felt all too tight and hot against his body. He wanted nothing more than to strip out of them, and then.. He glanced around aside from Peeves they were alone.
"Undress?" As soon as he said the word out of his mouth, his hands had released Felicity, and were starting to work on his own clothing. At this point he honestly didn't care if they were caught together or not, He couldn't shake the feeling that he didn't want to be wearing clothing anymore. Not to mention an all to familiar tightness was occurring in his pants that always felt annoying. Schools fault for having the unifrom include the most uncomfortable trousers one could imagine.
Even as he dropped the black robe to the side he felt some releaf in just having his arms free. As he stripped off the shirt and tie that bore his house markings he felt the cold draft of the castle on his skin. It caused the many smooth hairs along his skin to stand on edge, as his body shivered. Simon had rather smooth skin cream like skin, and no real scaring. His upper body was toned, rounded. if someone pressed down on his sides then they could have felt his ribs though they were not visible directly. His chest was still smooth, and he quickly scrambled to get off the rest of his clothing tossing his shoes and socks he glanced over to Felicity for a moment a heavy blush on his face. They really were giving Peeves a show the bastard didn't deserve but at the same time the breeze of the castle felt so refreshing against his flesh.
Pulling off his trousers he felt a bit of freedom as he got rid of the the tight constricting, and slightly uncomfortable pants sitting next To felicity in only his boxers, he didn't think he could even feel embarrassed as long as it was Felicity. Honestly now that he was sitting here in his underwear clearly still aroused as the outline of his cock was apparent through the boxers he had no idea if what he was doing was at all smart. The nurse would be back at any minute, Peeves was litterally watching them.
Peeves of course took this as an opportunity. He had been cat calling since they had started this, but now he "He's got stage fright! It's two virginities for the price of one! God do you even know what to do with that thing or which hole it goes in?" He said with a rather shrill laugh.
Simon was about as excited for this he could get, and if he knew a spell to transform a loud mouth ghost he would have, but at the same time, he blinked looking over at Felicity, and slowly took of his shorts, his fatigue from earlier having left his body entirely, and over come with this new energy. He wanted Felicity, he just really hoped that Felicity wanted him as badly, as he sat there naked, his entire body was on display for her to take in. He breathed out a relaxed sigh, he felt less hot than he had a moment ago where his skin had just been boiling away under his clothing, and he had most certainly drowned out their observer in his head.
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Everything was happening so quickly. Yet at the same time, everything felt so very right. The way Simon looked at her, Felicity truly felt beautiful. Not like the awkward Ravenclaw everyone else at Hogwarts seemed to see. Right there in his arms, his eyes scouring her still clothed body, though seemingly hungry to see morewhat lied hidden beneathshe was something special, to be treasured and admired. She was precious and desired. Wanted. Swallowing hard, she gave him a nod as he began to undress himself, stripping off layer after layer of clothing until finally all that was left barring the way was his boxers.
Felicity blinked her stormy gray eyes several times as she took in the sight of him. He was beautiful. Flawless, like some angelic being that had somehow come from another dimension or world just for her. Her cheeks burned at the thought, making not only her face hot, but her entire body. The heat spread over her flesh like liquid fire and she bit down on her lower lip as she felt a longing grow deeply within. But she couldn't help herself. Simon was too beautiful to not desire in all ways and the way he touched her, kissed her. Everything...
Peeves laughter only grew louder, the roaring bellows reverberating off the stone walls. He whistled and hollered, clapped and stomped as he rolled about the rafters. But despite his efforts of distraction, Felicity was lost in all things Simon.
Breaths short and hard, Felicity shyly bit down on her lower lip and began to peel away her own layers of clothing...Simon now stark naked before her causing her to gasp. She pushed her dark hair over her shoulder as she let her robes fall away first. Then, her slender fingers went to work on the buttons of her blouse. Deftly, they began to unbutton each button until finally her blouse was open and her tiny breasts spilled out. For a moment, a wave of embarrassment overtook her.
What if Simon didn't like how she looked?
Felicity's eyes clamped shut just then as a pang of fear and worry consumed her. She knew she wasn't like the other girls with their voluptuous curves and larger breasts. She was smaller. Waifish. And suddenly she felt so very afraid. Despite it all, she kept her eyes closed and continued to let the blouse fall from her body. Once off, she reached around and unfastened her bra, her teeth biting hard into her lower lip such that she swore she tasted the metallic tang of blood. Blushing hard, she then shimmied off her panties from beneath her skirt.
Peeves laughed even more, staring intently at the two below.
As Felicity removed her panties she was surprised by how wet she'd become, how aroused she was feeling. Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire and every one of them screaming for Simon. Finally, she dared to open her eyes once again, her eyes staring at Simonso perfect, she thought, when compared to her own. Face bright red, she gave him a smile and brought her arms up to cover herself slightly, but then dropped them so that he could see her. It was hard as the fear coursed through her. Terrifying. Swallowing, she looked at him with uncertainty, hoping she met his approval as her body yearned for his and she felt a slight dampness pooling between her legs.
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Simon couldn't look away from Felicity his eye's were transfixed on her body, and there was a nervous kind of energy about it all that made a chill run up and down his spine. One thing was certain though she was gorgeous, he had never been this close with another woman before, and actually seeing Felicity get naked, even though they had a rather obnoxious audiance at the moment he felt more relaxed now. He had to admit that everything was moving a little fast, but he placed a calm hand on Felicity's cheek, and bit his lip.
"Your beautiful." Mycroft's voice was light as his hand moved down from her face and lightly pushed against her shoulders guiding her to lay down as he adjusted himself over top of her.
He could see everything about her body, and it was amazing, he had little to no experiance, and could feel his heart pounding a thousand beats a second. He leaned down and kissed her his lips brushing against hers lightly, while his hands moved to explore her, touch her body. Simon wanted nothing more than to touch her, he wasn't even sure if going any further than this was smart, but she was wet, and he was hard, he breathed heavily for a moment Peeves's laughter echoing so loudly in the room that it really was a miracle they didn't have a larger audiance, but at the same time he didn't think he would have cared.
Simon was over top of Felicity now her bright red face more then attractive as he looked over her body, taking in small nervous breaths trying to contain how excited he was, when there was a loud knock at the medical wing door, and it started to open.
Even while Peeves' laughter was still booming, Simon may as well have been deaf for all he could hear. They were naked, deffensless and completely caught. Simon panic'd and in that moment did the only thing he could think of, whispering to Felicity. "Cover up." He practically through the bedsheets towards her, and in the time it took for the door to fully open, Simon was gone. Rather where he had been was replaced, with a smaller, rather bushy tailed Racoon. Simon's green eyes replaced by a black set, surrounded by black and grey fur.
Doctor Iriewalked into the room slightly confused, even as Simon jumped into Felicity's lap and curled up laying on her legs, his full body weight replaced by only a few pounds of agile animal furl. He let out a soft purring sound trying to let Felicity know that she needed to pretend he was her familiar.
"What is with all this racket? Peeves, you should let injured students...." He was about too say rest when his eyes came over what Peeves was hooting at. He was just returning from his break because he figgured no students would get injured yet, and there was a young woman and a racoon in one of the beds... surrounded by clothing. "Rest."
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Felicity gasped loudly the moment the door opened and Simon's body seemed to all but disappear, the welcome and wonderful weight vanishing so quickly as a bunch of sheets flew at her with a soft whoosh. She instantly grabbed at them, pulling them up snuggly about her almost totally naked body. Swallowing hard, she knew that Simon was curled up on her lap, transformed into his animagus self and, for a moment, she envied the ability. Her eyes glistened slightly as she looked from her lap and then to the door, which had opened, her eyes finding those of Dr. IrieHogwarts' respected in-house Healer.
"S-sorry, doctor," Felicity began. "Peeves has been making it difficult to... to do just that." Her cheeks were red and she bit down on her lower lip. The moment the words spilled out of her mouth, she found she couldn't even hold the doctor's gaze for fear he would know she was telling a white lie.
Peeves just laughed at the situation, pointing fingers and clapping. "Difficult?" he bellowed. "I was enjoying the show!" He roared and rolled about the rafters causing Felicity to hang her head a little, one hand tugging hard on the sheets while the other clutched tightly onto Simon and held him close.
"I... I was poisoned in Potions, doctor," Felicity continued, trying her best to ignore Peeves.
"Nothing a snogor morewon't cure, eh?" Peeves taunted from up above.
Felicity just kept her head down, cheeks burning, eyebrows furrowed as she sat there. "The room got a little warm and... and Peeves is bothering me. I... I'm s-sorry," she said. Her hands went to work nervously petting Simon in his raccoon form, cuddling his now small body close to her own. She could feel him purring against her as she let out a shaky breath, her own hands trembling slightly. Swallowing hard, she dared to glance upward to where Peeves was, the poltergeist shaking his head as he looked down upon her.
"Blame Peeves. Blame Peeves," Peeves droned on in the background with a sing-song voice.
Felicity knew that things looked bad and would probably only get worse. There was no denying it. She heaved a heavy sigh. "C-can I just rest, please?" she asked, her voice hopeful, though she knew deep down it would be foolish to expect that there was anyway she was getting out of this one. However, she hoped that at least she could retain some dignity and redress before points were deducted and that somehow she could ensure that one of themher Simonwould be safe from losing points from his house. "I'm really tired after what happened in class." She petted Simon once again and made to look like she was snuggling up under the sheets as if ready to go back to sleep. Though as she did, her eyes flitted briefly to Dr. Irie and she gulped silently. A wave of panic washed over her, though she did her best to hide it. And as she clamped her eyes shut, her one hand petting Simon in animagus form, she knew she could only be so lucky.
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Irie glared up towards Peeves. "Leave the girl alone, and go find someone else to bother." He said lightly, "I saw a couple of 1st years in the east wing who are completely and helplessly lost... go help them."
Peeves glanced down at the two, one naked and one raccoon letting out a long sigh now that a teacher had arrived, and he could end up being forcably removed. "Great show while it lasted." He said lightly and then headed through the wall, on his way to make someone elses life just as miserable.
Irie sighed walking over to Felicity he put a hand over her forhead and sighed, she was sweating, and certainly warm to the touch, and there were still vague signs of poison. He did believe her story if a little odd that she felt she needed to remove everything... while there was a ghost and a raccoon in the room. Then again this was a rather shy and meek ravenclaw girl. He nodded. "Let me get you some~" His words were cut off when he tripped over a pair of male trousers. Looking down at the ground he could see that there were clearly two sets of uniforms, but only one occupied bed.
He didn't see any other human, but there was a raccoon being cuddled.
Simon's breathing was starting to speed up a little, there were no lies he could manage from his current form, and nothing he could say would explain their current situation except the truth. As much as he wanted to avoid all of that. He could feel her petting him, and honestly it did feel rather good her hands stroaking his fur down, was an enjoyable sensation. ~This must be why cats want all the attention.~ He thought lightly.
Irie pulled out his wand. "Homorphus." as soon as he spoke there was a burst of white light that knocked Simon out of the bed his body his claws still clutching the sheets as he was tossed aside taking them with him as he demorphed. This time the transformation was seemingly painfully and ungraceful. His body twitched as his bone structure re adjusted and he once again became human.
"Ow! Fucking ow! Do you have any idea how much that stings!" Mycroft spoke as he got up, still naked, though not aroused at the moment. His hands now still clutching the removed bed sheets from Felicity's body his hand not yet willing to let go due to pain that still worked around his joints. "Your a doctor aren't you supposed to like cause no harm or something!"
Irie shook his head as he palmed his faced. Both of these students were so busted. This wasn't the first time a set of students had tried to use his hospital wing as some kind of love motel, they were however usually smart enough to wait till night time when his shift had finished and he had left two sick or broken students alone. Still the humiliation they would suffer from Peeves having seen everything they were doing before he came in... they would probably never be able to live this down. He looked at them both, wanting to hear what they had to say for themselves before he pressed the gavel down on this case.
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This did indeed go from bad to worse just as Felicity knew they would. Yes, Peeves was dismissed. That much was a relief. However, she knew there was no way Dr. Irie would be fooled for very long, not if he was going to do a proper job and check her out and determine the state of her health after her ordeal down in the Potions classroom. After all, she'd been poisoned and was sick enough that she'd had no other alternative but to head straight to the Hospital Wing and miss classes. Surely, he'd have to check her out and see how she was faring. It was standard protocol.
Trembling slightly, Felicity just cuddled Simon's raccoon form close to her body, her hand stroking him gently as the doctor finally approached and tripped over the articles of clothing strewn upon the floor beside the bed. The puddle of clothes made her wince and before she hate knew it, Simon was ripped away from her grip, his body transforming back into its normal shape. His hands reached for the sheets to help cover himself seeing as he was fully naked with nothing to cover his exposed flesh.
Felicity felt her cheeks burn hotly as her eyes averted and fixed upon the floor. She was mortified, though glad to have Simon by her side in his human form once more. The strange thing, however, was that she didn't regret what the two of them had done, or... had nearly done. In fact, she'd probably do it again if the moment proved to be just right. For some reason Simon made her feel safe and comfortable. Not an easy feat for anyone.
Biting down on her lower lip, Felicity managed a quick glance over at Simon. Her cheeks still burned and she held onto the sheets to keep her body concealed from sight. As she remained quiet, Simon went into a burst of chatter, showing his anger at being transformed against his will. Her hands began to fidget with the edges of the sheets as the tension grew along with just how awkward she felt. Sitting there, she waited for Dr. Irie to interrupt, to deduct the standard 25 points a piece for indecent exposure or inappropriate conduct... as most of the professors tended to call it if any student had been caught doing anything considered unsightly in a place not deemed appropriate. Sure, everyone knew things happened between students. It was foolish to think otherwise. But there were times and places and it was expected that students would use their judgment.
Felicity knew that neither she nor Simon had used any. They'd both let their emotions and hormones take over completely.
"It... it's not his fault, doctor," Felicity then stated, not knowing what else to say or do. "He had a nasty time of it in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Her voice was desperate as she spoke. "Perhaps you and the rest of the faculty should speak to Professor Buttermere and tell her to stay out of her student's heads!"
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Irie blinked hearing the protest coming from Felicity in defense of Simon. He walked up to the nude male, and quickly checked his head. Sure enough the boys forhead was still ice cold, and there were signs that he had his mind at least partly tampered with. Both students had the right to be here he could see that, the fact that they had chosen to spend their time here in this manor however was unfortunate. He would have to speak with both their commanding teachers who had sent them down here. This was going to spread like wild fire no doubt about it.
Simon's own cheeks were on fire. His head ache and body slowly starting to return to where he had been when he had collapsed on his bed. There was a lot serotonin and adrenaline of a new experience could do to cover up the pain, but at the same time, he hadn't slept, and he hadn't eaten anything since his mind had been tampered with.
"25 points, from both Slytherin and Ravenclaw." He said finally, while also giving a light forward chop to both their forheads. "Use your brains, no matter how tampered with they may be. I would normally take more from you, but you two basically put on a show for the most loud mouthed spirit in the school. You two are going to have to deal with a lot more than one night of discomfort." Irie shook his head, he couldn't believe the shit he had to deal with, and this was only the first day back from summer vacation. It was going to be a long year.
Simon shrugged, his reputation would fix it's self in time, in truth he wasn't worried about anything on his side. Both he and Felicity were already varying levels of outcasts when it came to the rest of their house, so a few more rumors and snickers here and there wasn't anything really meaningful. In truth like Felicity he really didn't regret anything that happened. It may have been a little irresponsible to 'put on a show' like they had, but it had actually been kind of hot. Having a witness or two, if given the right atmosphere he honestly wouldn't have cared.
Irie on the other hand shook his head. "You two can't stay here. I'll get you something for your stomach, and you." he pointed at simon." I have some tonic to restore energy, take them, get dressed and get out. I am going to have a talk with both Buttermere, and Archer. as well as your house heads." He said harshly going away and getting the potions. One anti venom to help Felicity's body settle, and a potion that was actually more common used for Hang overs, but it worked wonders on restoring a head to working condition.
When Erie returned and handed them the drinks he turned his back so that the two students could get dressed. "Honestly you two... if you don't care about ghosts it's called the first floor girls bathroom." He said still a little annoyed that they had chosen to use his medical wing instead of any of the other many hiding places this school had.
Simon was quick to start pulling his clothing off the ground and getting dressed, pulling on a shirt, and finding his boxers. while also passing Felicity any of the clothing he could find that wasn't already on the bed. Then when he was almost fully dressed he paused for a moment and stole a quick kiss from her lips, his hand lightly grabbing a feeling from her smaller breasts before the two had to run off. Giving her a quick smile. Their next class was more than half over by now, so really there was no point in going to it, and while the moment had certainly passed for the two of them to restart what they had tried it was a good opportunity to get an early lunch.
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Felicity let out a tiny puff of air when the house points were deducted. No doubt she'd hear about it later on from both Andie and Kyle and... her cheeks reddened at the thought of how the two would give her such hell after Peeves' words hit their ears. They'd surely have a field day with that information. She then let out a sigh as she began reaching for her clothes, quickly putting on her panties first followed by her bra and then her blouse. She made quick work of buttoning the thing back up, though a part of her was saddened that things had been interrupted so abruptly, so quickly. Her mind drifted for a brief, fleeting moment at how wonderful things had felt with Simonhis weight, his touch, even the way he looked at her.
A smile suddenly played on Felicity's lips as her mind wandered. But she was soon snapped back to the reality of the situation. She glanced over at Simon who was dressing just as quickly as she was. Meanwhile, Dr. Irie had been going on about choices and how theirs hadn't been the wisest. Of course, she knew that, but then when you found that right someone, you were willing to take more risks. Weren't you? Willing to be more daring just for them because it was with them, for them and because of them. Again she smiled, her stormy eyes glittering a little as she buttoned up the last button, letting out a tiny gasp when Simon stole a kiss and managed to brush her breasts with his hand before she fully concealed them from view.
Felicity looked over at Simon with reddened cheeks, embarrassed at being caught, but clearly happy at being with him. She gave him a smile as she reached for her robes and then moved to stand close to him, her hand reaching for his. She'd taken her medicinea vile drink when it first touched her tongue, but it sweetened the more she downed. She coughed a little when she finished, her free hand covering her mouth as she did so. But she had to admit she started to feel better after she drank it. After setting the empty cup back down, she looked at Simon, a bit relieved that they only received a tiny slap and a 25 point reduction on their houses. It could've been far worse, though in some respects she knew it was now that Peeves was on the loose.
"Lunch?" Felicity suggested in a soft whisper, though she was uncertain if she'd be able to actually eat anything just yet. But it hardly mattered since she'd be spending her time with Simon.
Meanwhile back in her classroom, Pandora Buttermere had long dismissed her fifth year students and was engaged in a class full of first yearsthough the class was more than half way finished. She flounced about the room, her face bright and full of life as she smiled at everyone, telling them about the basics of the darker arts of magic and some of the nastier creatures out there lurking in the Forbidden Forest that surrounded the school grounds. Her golden hair shone brightly in the dim light and her violet eyes sparkled, clearly drawing all the first years into her lecture as she all but danced about the room. The students watched her in awe and wonder, mesmerized by movements, her smiles and giggles. The woman definitely loved what she did, her skirts swishing and swirling as she twirled about the room. Students whispered about the pretty professor in tones loud enough for her to hear.
"She's amazing," one student said. "How does she know so much?" another asked. "I've heard she's the best," boasted still another.
Pandora couldn't help but smile, her cheeks reddening as the first years listened on and nodded, their hands gripping their quills as they scribbled and took notes.
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Simon drank down the energy tonic with a disgusted face. For a moment he seemed completely repulsed that anything with such a taste could have been curative and yet it was. Simon blinked for a moment as his mind cleared, and pain faded away. It would be back by the end of the day but at least then he would be able to curl up and sleep for a time, and move past all of the events of the day. Even though if he was being completely honest and truthful he really didn't want too move past anything. He wanted to remain inside his head, and fixate on felicities body, and how she had looked with everything happening. The unique tension that had over came them, and the energy he had felt in their first kiss.
He was only snapped back to reality when Felicity took his hand, and mentioned the idea of lunch. He smiled and nodded and the two made their way away from the Hospital wing feeling genuinely better. Simon was content, and more than willing to walk alongside felicity. He couldn't really describe the feelings he had running through him. He was excited, and all too happy, perhaps a little too happy with all things that were considered. After what had happened between him and Felicity, and the fact that they had done so without care or tact, there was bound to be a rocky adjustment period to what everyone would say about them.
Simon walked along side Felicity her hand held safely in his own, though he was a little embarrassed it wasn't what was making him hold his tongue. Rather the silence was a product of a feeling that he didn't need to talk at the moment, rather every now and then he would simply glance towards her and smile, giving off a small giggle every now and then. While the two had been stopped from consenting, Simon didn't feel all that ripped off since he still had a few extra hours that he was able to spend with her. When they reached the tables, he blinked for a moment, he didn't want to let go of Felicity's hand but their tables were different. Their houses were different.
"Would you... like to sit down at the slytherin table for lunch today?" He said lightly, he wasn't even sure if they were actually aloud to invite students from other houses over. It happened on the rarest of occasions, but this was likely a situation where it would be acceptable, though it certainly would not help with the rumors that were going to crop up over what happened. He also would have happily jumped at the offer to sit down with her at the ravenclaw table so long as he didn't have to let go of her hand. "Also... I don't know if I should say this, but I want too." He paused the next words out of his mouth felt bigger than normal, but not exactly hard for him to say. "Felicity..." Simon said taking another breath. "You are now my girlfriend." His face slowly becoming red. His silver tongue failing him as usual, and he ended up sounding blunt and demanding.
Irie stripped the bed that Felicity and Simon had used, finding the wet marks from where the girl had sat in the bed and been apparently very arroused. He rolled his eyes as he tossed them in a laundry hamper at the far end of the room, and then a new clean set of bedsheets simply appeared onto the one he had stripped. Shaking his head, he went down. His first step was certainly going to be going to see Buttermere. If what the two had told him was true she had actually commited a pretty heavy crime against a student and this was something that needed to be investigated. Even if the students themselves hadn't handled their situation at all appropreately.
The funny part was if the two had just gone to sleep in the same bed, Irie probably wouldn't have woken them up. His experience in matters with sick students usually taught him better, as during his time as a doctor he had seen things that far outranked students sleeping together. Still he walked forward, and found the classroom run by the defense against the dark arts teacher.
Irie waited until the first year class was dismissed. While what he had to say was important it was not worth interupting students when they actually seemed to be learning something. Walking into Buttermere's classroom he let out a soft cough. "Ms Buttermere? I have received a rather serious complaint from a set of students down in the hospital wing, and I have come to check up on their story." The rest of what he had to say about Simon and Felicity could wait for now he just wanted to confirm the story he was told.
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The air seemed so cold the moment Felicity exited the Hospital Wing, though the feeling of her hand in Simon's made the contrast of cool and heat feel wonderful. She glanced his way and they immediately set off for the Great Hall and the early lunch that awaited them. They walked in silence for the most part, a nervous giggle or two escaping them every so often to disrupt the quiet that hung over them, though it was hardly awkward. In fact, Felicity never felt better despite the fact that she'd managed to poison herself and lose several points for her house. She was with Simon and, in that moment, that was all that mattered.
When Felicity saw the doors to the Great Hall, a tiny flutter of nerves washed over her. She knew that all too soon they'd be making a statement, entering a common area where students of all houses got together to eat, study and just mingle. Yes, they were a bit early and would have it to themselves for a bit before the other students were dismissed from class, but it wouldn't be long before they all gathered and saw them. Together. And what would that mean now? What would that make them?
Felicity held Simon's hand tightly and could feel his lovely heat against her hand. It made her cheeks redden, her lips quirk into a smile. Biting down on her lower lip, her eyes flitted from table to tableRavenclaw, Slytherin... Where to go, did they separate, sit together? As if knowing her worries, Simon had the answer, his question making her smile broaden. Immediately, she nodded and they began to make their way toward the Slytherin table. His next words caused her to stop in her mid-step. She looked into his green eyes, her own steely ones glistening.
"Okay," Felicity answered shyly, cheeks burning brightly. She gave his hand a squeeze and moved even closer. Looking up at him, she smiled and then dared to give him a kiss on his cheek followed by a kiss on his lips. Her arms went about his neck and she hugged him tightly, her body pressed hard against his. "I don't think anything could make me happier," she added.
Meanwhile back in her classroom, Pandora Buttermere was finishing up her lecture on the darker creatures that inhabited the Forbidden Forest. It was custom to teach the first years all about the nasties that resided there in hopes to deter them from venturing too far into the forest without supervision or after hours. After all, being young witches and wizards they were ill prepared to deal with such beasties on their own and the barrier that protected the school only extended so far. So, it was her job to get them both aware and trained.
As Pandora wrapped up her lecture, her lithe body dancing about the room like some fluttering fairy, she noticed Irie standing in her doorway. Her violet eyes caught his and she gave him a tiny smile and nod of acknowledgment. When the bell finally tolled and she dismissed her class, she walked over to him with reddened cheeks as several first years gave her whispered praises upon exit.
"A complaint?" Pandora asked, arching a golden brow. Her full lips went into a small frown. "I can't imagine why. She tapped her chin with her free hand, her other one holding her handheld spectacles. Her wand was attached to a band at her hip. "It must be serious, if you're here," she continued, her expression going thoughtful. Blinking a few times, she let out a sigh. "Ah, is Mr. Mycroft all right?" she then inquired. "He did indeed have to be sent your way." She clicked her tongue in a tsk'ing manner. "That boy hardly pays attention in class and I'm afraid he got a nasty run of things as a result. A most unfortunate accident that could've been avoided."
Pandora giggled just then and clasped her hands together in front of herself. Her skirts swished and her corset shifted just a little with the movement causing her chest to heave. Her cheeks reddened slightly and she dropped her hands to her side, though she reached up one hand to gently touch Irie's shoulder.
"I'm sure you know how it is to have students disregard you?" Pandora asked. "To think that what you do for them doesn't matter?" She tilted her head for a moment and then let her hand slide away from Irie, her fingertips grazing along the upper part of his chest before falling away.
Pandora turned around, her back to Irie as she walked back into her classroom.
"Though, I assure you, what you do is quite important," Pandora said, her voice flat, serious. She turned back around and flicked her golden hair over her shoulder. "This school couldn't function without you."
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Simon felt the kiss land on his cheek and felt his body relax, by the time her lips had pressed against his own he knew they were making the right choice, and when her arms gripped around him Simon honestly could not have felt more happy. For some reason Felicity seemed to accept him. She was the first person to ever have really done that, and there were many reasons not too. He often didn't think about the consequences of his actions like with the hospital wing, and he was impulsive, perhaps often too impulsive for his own good.
Simon hid his insecurities well, he had a gifted tongue that often let him get past the people he needed too, and he could think well on his feet, but planning things out was difficult. More so his study habits were a mess, and the worst one of all he was lazy. Ambition he had in spades he knew what he wanted and would take the steps to achieve it, but Mycroft was lazy when it came to things that didn't interest him. however in the arms of Felicity he felt ecstatic, he felt accepted, and for once he didn't feel lazy at all, he wanted to do anything he could too keep her smiling, keep her happy. It was a wonderful yet confusing feeling. "Thank you, I don't think I could be more happy to hear that."
His arms returned the hug squeezing her lightly in his embrace and then selfishly grabbing hold of her ass as he gave her a small guilty smile. When he separated from her and took his seat Mycroft let out a long sigh, looking around at the slowly filling up tables around them. Even though she was a ravenclaw sitting at the slytherin table no one really seemed to notice. Felicity only got a few glances, one or two people saying hi to her.
then Peeves came in, and during the time that he had been away he had clearly been working on a new song to sing. With a voice as loud as they came Peeves started to talk and sing praise to Simon and Felicity, thanking them for the show they had put on for him. Calling attention to the two virgin's sitting at the table he pointed and laughed, and got a few of the other students to laugh with him. Simon bit his lip.
"and I can die now." Simon said his face as red as they came.
Irie was having no luck with the new teacher. He blinked and nodded at first wondering if the story the two had given him had been some sort of cleaver bluff, until she mentioned mycroft by name. Then he knew that he was at least somewhat confirming the things he had heard. "Ms Buttermere." He started, though the way she carried on about how the school needed him... he felt a soft shiver running up and down his spine.
"Are you threatening me?" His voice light. Something about the way she had spoken her last lines, were darkly geared towards him. Irie couldn't help but feel like his life was in danger just by talking to this woman. It was a dark set, and it gave him a creepy chill up and down his body. Snapping back to attention his usual no nonsense demenor returned to him.
"Are you saying Ms Buttermere that you used Legilimency on a student, simply because he was not paying attention to your class?" Irie could pretty much guess why the boy hadn't been focused. Some men think with their brain's other with their cock, Simon from what he had observed was one of the latter category. Irie's hand trailed down to his wand for a moment. Feeling the need to touch it. One thing was for sure he was not at all happy about this situation.
Archer was on the prowl, moving around through the castle he was looking for the vile of poison. Something was wrong with what he had seen so far, and he wanted a good explanation. He wanted to know what had happened to one of his best students, and now that his lessons for the morning were done he was all too ready too find someone who could give him answers.
"Winnie." Archer said when he finally found the ravenclaw prefect just leaving her second set of classes, and probably on her way to lunch. "Do you have a moment I need to talk with you."
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As Peeves' song filled the Great Hall, she couldn't help but wince. Her steely eyes clamped shut and she let out an audible sigh. The grand room was already filling up fast and she could swear that she felt every single eyeAndie's and Kyle's includedlooking at both she and Simon. But despite the horrible singing, the awkwardness of the moment, she held tightly onto Simon's hand. When her eyes fluttered open, her cheeks hot and her heart pumping hard, she stared back at him and couldn't help but laugh. She laughed out loud at how crazy and spontaneous they'd been, at how they'd shared a moment and been through so much, at how they still had so much more in store and nowofficiallythey'd be sharing it all together.
"Not without me," Felicity stated through her fit of giggle. "Not without me." As she reached up her free hand to cover her mouth, she saw food begin to appear on the table, the gazes of their onlookers unwavering, but she hardly cared since she was happy just knowing she was Simon's girlfriend. "Besides," she then continued, her lips turned upward in a smile. "We have important business to attend to later." She gave him a knowing look. "We have O.W.L.s to prepare for." She giggled a bit harder and then moved to give him a nuzzle. "And other things." At that she just began to hum, not caring who looked their way or who didn't, her one hand holding onto Simon's as her fingers interlaced with his.
Back in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Pandora smiled sweetly at Irie. "Oh, that's hardly a threat, Irie," she stated. "It's fact." Her smile broadened and she let out a tiny giggle. She then fluffed her skirt and went over to her desk so that she could put her things away. "I can't think of a better Healer for Hogwarts." She flicked her golden hair and picked up her stack of parchment.
Pandora smiled brightly as she made her way back to Irie. The man seemed on edge though she couldn't quite understand why. Then again, perhaps he just didn't realize the true value of the Healing arts and the gift he possessed? It was possible. Most underestimated themselves. It was why several tended to fail when it came to the darker arts of magic. It was a pity really. A real shame.
"As for the Legilimency and Occlumency?" Pandora continued. "Well, that truly was unfortunate. "Mycroft is quite bright and quite capable of blocking the tiny nudge I gave him." She smiled sweetly. "And don't worry, Irie, I didn't pry into the boy's mind. I hardly saw a thing." She giggled and reached out to brush the wizard's shoulder as if dust had somehow gotten on him and then went to work adjusting his coat. "But, he's also rather lazy. You see, I want to make sure my students are prepared for anything," she said, her eyes suddenly glistening over. "Anything..." she said again, her voice a whisper. Blinking several times, she then smiled warmly at Irie. "Surely, you can understand the want for that?" she stated more than asked, her tone taking on its usual lyrical manner.
On the first floor in the Green Houses, Winnie was gathering her parchment together. She'd scribbled enough notes to create a small book, but then she'd been known to try and write down almost everything she heard in a lectureeven in a more hand on class like Herbology. She shoved the parchment into her bag along with her quill and looked up.
How typical. Winnie was, of course, nearly the last one to leave. Andie and Kyle had already up and gone and no doubt had been the first to leave the moment the bell had tolled. They weren't the best role models as far as Ravenclaw went. As she looked around, she was a bit surprised to see a couple Gryffindor still hanging about. She arched a brow as she glanced their way, but she figured they wouldn't pay her much notice. So, she grabbed her bag and pushed at her glasses. As she began to leave the Green Houses, she was suddenly stopped short by none other than Professor Archer.
"Hello, Professor," Winnie said, giving the wizard a quizzical look. "Umm, I was about to head off to lunch. But, if you need to speak with me, I am free," she said giving him a nod.
Across the way, Melinda looked on, watching Winnie speak to Professor Archer. Her heart stopped for a moment as her breath caught in her throat and she could swear that her all the blood suddenly went to her face considering how hot she instantly became. The wizard's unexpected presence definitely threw her off her game. She just hoped that Markus didn't notice. She'd never live it down... Melinda Evercreech crushing on Professor Colm Archer, Potions Master! And what was more? Potions was by far her worst subject ever!
Blue eyes wide, Melinda tried to keep herself calm andfor the love of Merlinbreathing. She licked her lips and flicked her blonde hair. Pushing her glasses up her nose, she looked over at Markus. "Ready?" she asked him, giving him a knowing look, one that said that they wouldn't be heading to lunch. She just hoped that Archer didn't realize what their plans were as they walked by.
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As Felicity started to giggle Simon couldn't help but join in, for as embarassed as he was, and how red his face was, he couldn't help but feel good. Just having her sitting next to him, and the obserdity of this situation, made him laugh. He couldn't help but feel happy even with with all the eyes that were judging him what did it matter? They had already exposed themselves to one person and compared to that every eye in the school looking them on hardly even mattered. Simon laughed as loudly as Felicity did, showing that honestly he didn't care anymore about his outward appearance people would talk for a little while but like anything else it would be forgotten latter in the year.
Simon nodded and nuzzled her back lightly kissing her neck and smiled. "Oh yes there is much prepreation we need to go through." He said lightly. Knowing that it wasn't just the O.W.L.s she was talking about. Giving her a smile and a light nudge he couldn't help but feel at peace as her fingers interlaced with his own. Turning towards the rest of the Slytherin table there were snickers and nods, one or two males were nodding their approval, not that he seeked it out. Simon simply went to work taking what he wanted from the plates around him, and forging a well balanced lunch. He could still feel his cheeks burning sure, but as long as he had Felicity next to him nothing else mattered, and honestly he doubted they were being actually judged by anyone except maybe the two purest Ravenclaws they had met so far.
Down in the classrooms the Irie couldn't help but watch Buttermere. She didn't seem to understand the box of things that she had opened. Though at the same time he did feel a little worse for sending Simon away now that he knew the full truth, however that was his job. The two lost their right to be in the room after having abused it.
That however did not forgive Buttermere and her treatment of a student. While Irie did take pride in his work as a healer, it wasn't really the only thing he could do. He was skilled at healing yes, but he had other intentions aside from that right now. He grinded his teeth lightly, shaking his head, and letting out an imbittered sigh. "Fine, however Headmaster Darwin will hear of this." He said lightly. "Legilimency, is not a punishment to be used on a student. It is a lesson to be taught. It doesn't matter if the student does know how defend themselves against it or not, and this... does not end with me Ms buttermere." With that he paused for a moment.
For a moment he was going to talk to her about Felicity, and the actions of one her ravenclaw girls. How it had been inopropreat for her to act in such a way, and perhaps other measures needed to be included in her punishment. However after speaking with Pandora himself, any punishment this woman devised would be far too harsh on what amounted to just another horny teenager. "That will be all, Pandora."
Archer ran a hand through his dark hair. Outside in the daylight his skin looked so pale it was like it looked like he was going to burst into flames just from standing in sun directly. It was lucky then that the man carried with him a small umbrella that he was using even on this rather sunny day. Most people knew that Colm had been born with a photo-sensitivity disorder which was why he spent all of his time in the dungeons, and rarely came up to eat in the great hall except during dinners, when the sun had gone down. He always seemed more healthy during the night. Though he carried a flask of potion that helped him focus when out of the daylight, it was not a cure, merely a prolonged preventive.
"Thank you." Archer said lightly his voice light as he walked towards the shade. His eyes crossing to Melinda, and locking on her blue eyes for a moment seeing her mild discomfort at the situation he simply shrugged it off. "I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me out. It seems someone stole a vile of Greyroot Juice during the potions class this morning. I don't care for the contents, but I demand that my vile be returned to me it's rather expensive if those things get lost or broken. If you find it for me I am willing to give your house 100 points."
He paused for a moment. "Of course I will be making the same offer to the Slytherin prefects as well, but I wanted to come to you first." He didn't know if she knew what the ingredient would mean for the potion, they had created, but he was trying to downplay the contents as important. After all if she did find the vile, it was going to be empty.
Markus gathered up his books and was more then ready for a long break, looking at Melinda however she was clearly uneasy for some reason, and he had to wonder why the light sensitive teacher would risk coming out into the daylight like he was. Shaking his head he disregarded the odd vibe and instead focused on the thing he hadn't been able to take his eyes off during the entire class.
Winnie. damn she had an ass, and those glasses. He couldn't help but find the ravenclaw prefect attractive, if even a little. Shaking his head, he walked lightly with Melinda. He didn't have the courage to ask Winnie anywhere. As much as he wanted too, he knew that the prefect probably didn't even know he existed, and if she did it was only because he was a problem causer. "Yeah sure I am. Where would you like to go?" He said lightly. "Lunch... or somewhere else." He said the lower part in a slightly hushed voice though there was no good way to say it. They were still in earshot of Winnie and he did not want to ruin her chances by making her think that he was off the market, but still wanted to know if Melinda was intent on exploring the school now or later.
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Peeves grew bored as he watched both Felicity and Simon laugh at his antics. He huffed and pouted and finally darted through the nearest wall to perhaps sulk elsewhere. Clearly the Great Hall was no longer going to be any fun for him if the two he'd planned to torment weren't caring or being affected. He'd have to find better prey. Though that didn't mean the two wouldn't be careless later on and allow him a peep or two or ten... or so he figured.
Felicity just shook her head and laughed, her hand interlaced with Simon's. She sat close to him, her dark head resting against his shoulder as she smiled. No, not even Andie's and Kyle's smirks would ruin this day. Not even the fact that they'd possibly tampered with her potion either. None of it mattered. Not that, not that she'd lost house points. She was with Simon and they were together, a true couple. And that, right there, as reason enough for her to smile and carry on with her day, her face donning a dreamy expression.
Meanwhile, Pandora's violet eyes narrowed as Irie left her classroom. The man was an asset to his art! Did he not understand this? Perhaps he needed his own memory nudged. The very thought made her giggle slightly as she held her items close against her chest and lightly bounced out of the room, her skirts swishing and billowing behind her. As she made her way down the corridor to her quarters, she could hear a few straggling students whispering in awe of how she'd handled herself in class.
At least some of them appreciated her methods. It was refreshing to see such bright young minds so eager to learn.
Pandora smiled at the students who passed by, giving them a warm smile. After she was out of their line of sight, her expression went serious. Irie needed to learn that his role was an important one in the school. It was imperative that he know that and that he realize that she had everyone's best interests at heart. She heaved a heavy sigh, coming to the conclusion that it was her job to make the wizard realize his true potential and worth.
Back at the Green Houses, Winnie gave Professor Archer a nod. "I'll certainly look into the matter, Professor. Greyroot?" she said. She bit down on her lip, her mind going over what the plant could possibly be used for, but she was drawing a blank. However, she knew a bit of research could more than likely remedy the questions flooding her mind. Her thoughts then flitted to poor Felicity. She hoped she was all right as she'd never made it to Herbology. "If I find it or the culprits, I'll be sure to let you know straight away," she added.
Winnie then turned to glance over at the Gryffindors who seemed to be staring at she and Archer. She recognized them bothMelinda Evercreech and Markus Harrowas she made it a point to know all the fifth year students by name and house. Both seemed a bit uneasy, but she tried to pay it no mind. Instead, she gave them both a warm smile and then turned to look back at Professor Archer.
"You're welcome," Winnie stated.
Melinda looked at Archer and swallowed hard. The wizard seemed so distant in the way he looked over at her and it confused her. She could've sworn he'd given her more clues at the end of the year the year before, but now? Now she just wanted to scream! To scream and yell and carry on right there in the Green House, not caring who watched or heard. After all, no one would be bothered, they'd all still line up later on anyway. She bit down on her lip as she tried to swallow down her pride, her cheeks going red as she glanced Markus' way.
"Somewhere else," Melinda said curtly, feeling quite put out. She felt angry inside and wanted to punch something, yet at the same time she knew she needed to follow through and take the chance at all costs. She wouldn't give up just yet. It wasn't within her to do so.
Winnie smiled up at Archer and nodded, "Well, if that's all you need, I'll be heading off to lunch then. I'll be sure to do my best to find the Greyroot vial for you. And the culprits who might have taken it." She let out a soft sigh and turned to see both Melinda and Markus readying to leave. Her green eyes focused on Markus for a moment and she gave him a tiny wave. "Have a good lunch, Markus," she said. "You too, Melinda."
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Irie went along his way, he had a few quests now that he needed to go for still. Finding Archer's classroom it was empty with no one around, and so he had to start looking for the Potions professor in the giant school where anyone could be anywhere. It was a rather tedius search, and ever longer he seemed to focus on Buttermere's words. While he didn't feel like she was threatening him, he had to admit that it was rather difficult to guess exactly what was on that teachers mind. In truth he could hardly tell what her deal was.
Irie couldn't help but fixate for a moment on a teacher who was so willing to just use such dark magic. Even if it was to try and teach a student how to block out the dark magic he didn't really agree with her teaching methods. Irie let out a long sigh, looking around the campus of hogwarts, he slightly shook his head. The teacher was a half blood, and couldn't help a darker thought every now and then when he was trying to find someone else in this giant ass castle.
"This is why I keep telling the other teachers we need cellphones." He said discouraged. Muggle devices had their uses in day to day life even if the roaming costs, and enchantments to actually make them work inside hogwarts would be a bit much.
Archer was grateful for the assistance in this matter, and nodded. "Do take care of yourself Winnie, it would be a shame if anything happened to you over such an endeavor." He said lightly, He doubted any student was dumb enough to actually keep the vile, but if he got his hands on it, he could extract exactly who had taken and used it through magic, and considering he wanted that vile as soon as possible if Winnie were to get hurt it would kind of suck for him.
That said his cold eyes watched Melinda go. He had said enough to the girl last year that he was confident she could work out what he wanted from her, that said they were playing a risky game, and so rather then spell anything out for her, he merely gave her a small nod towards her, as he left the room. If she wanted to take him up on what he had for sale, than she needed to come down to his office and say so. Otherwise she was a student and anything he attempted to do would be highly illegal. Still from the dark glares she had been giving off, he couldn't help but think that it might be fun to set the student in her place for once.
Markus was quick to return Winnie's wave. capturing the motion as quickly as his crush would allow. There was no doubt that he craved her, in a very different way than he was used too with most other students, and just the fact that Winnie seemed to know him, be it by reputation or some other means made him extremely happy to be alive in that moment. With that encounter done however Markus was quick to walk away and gesture for her to follow him. "I'll show you a shortcut." He said offering, one of his many paths.
Looking around they were basically alone now out in the open, and so he didn't mind really walking towards the gardens he was almost certain no one was following them. Coming to an old statue, he looked around again slightly nervous. "This was one of the first passages I found." He said lightly, "But I should warn you. these passage ways... aren't for people who can't take a bit of dirt." He didn't know how Melinda was about dirt, and dust, but most of his paths were full of it. Moving up to the statue, he tapped it, hearing a familiar hollow ring, and stepped back, the statue of a man, bowed polightly, and then the base moved back to reveal a staircase. "This one leads into the dungeon. near the Slytherin dorm... and honestly I don't think I am the only one who knows about it. I often see foot prints around here, but I never actually see anyone... it's kind of creepy."
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The trek to her quarters seemed endless, but eventually Pandora made it to her room and was more than happy to have some time to herself. The morning had proven to be rather eventful what with what she'd had to do to Mycroft in her very first class of the day and then Irie having to come and speak to her about it afterwards. Of course, she hardly faulted Irie for the inquiry, but the wizard needed to understand that what she'd done was in fact quite minor.
Not to mention in the best interest of the Slytherin!
Pandora heaved a tiny sigh as she sat down on the edge of her bed, her hands moving to loosen her corset she donned. She had a free period after lunch and decided to spend some time by herself mulling things over before facing the fray once again. Her full lips pursed into a small pouting frown and she wondered just what she could do to make Irie realize how important he was to the school and how what she'd done wasn't intended to harm anyone, but to help.
It wouldn't be easy. She sensed that. But, it had to be done.
The witch let her tiny body fall backward onto her plush bed with a soft thud, her golden hair fanning out underneath her upon the blue satin sheets. Tiny giggles erupted from her as she lied there and stared up at the ceiling above. She knew she'd find a way to make that wizard see just how much the school needed him, the students, the faculty. Her. It was a goal now, a mission. And she never gave up once her mind was set on something. Not ever.
Back at the Green Houses, Melinda watched Winnie leave, the pretty prefect giving both her and Markus a nod and a wave as she left. Wanting to be polite, yet wanting to scream her head off, she just lazily waved back. Her blue eye flitted to Markus who seemed a bit dazed. She rolled her eyes figuring the guy was lost in thought about the adventure in which they'd embark unless... No, no. She wouldn't pry. She promised herself she'd leave that alone.
Melinda glanced back at Archer while Markus seemed preoccupied. The wizard gave her nod, a look that almost resembled the ones he'd given her the year before. Her heart all but stopped for a fleeting moment before it resumed its pounding against her chest. She sucked in a sharp breath, gasping slightly as he then turned and walked away. Immediately, she balled her hands into fists at her sides, her nails digging hard into her palms.
Looking over at Markus, Melinda let out a loud sigh, once they were alone and gave him a look letting him know she was ready to go whenever he was. It didn't take them long before they were finally about to enter the first passage way. She had to wonder just how many students knew about them and how many of those actually bothered to use them. Tilting her head she also wondered if any of the faculty bothered to use them. She tapped her chin as she mulled that one over, her cheeks reddening slightly as her thoughts turned darker, more lurid. Trying to clear her mind, she knew her goal and she wasn't about to waste the opportunity these passages might hold. It was a risk, but she had to try and find out. She'd regret it if she never even bothered.
"I can take dirt," Melinda said with a smirk. She playfully shoved Markus as she followed him into the first of what she hoped would be many passage ways to come. "I can take a lot of things," she added. "Remember what house we're in."
Melinda laughed then, the sound echoing a bit as they entered the tunnel-like expanse. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as they forged on ahead and into the tunnel, her mind reeling at how it led down into the dungeons. That meant several things to herSlytherin, Potions classroom... Archer.
"Let's go!" Melinda exclaimed grabbing a hold of Markus' hand, dragging him along as she pressed onward into the passage way, eager to see if this first secret passage would prove as useful as she'd hoped. If it did, she knew what she'd be doing later on.
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Markus let out a long sigh. He couldn't really put his finger on it, but something seemed rather odd for Melinda. He could have sworn he caught some sort of glance between her and Proffessor Archer, but in truth he had no idea what it was. Archer was a teacher after all so of course there were going to be sharp looks in the direction of a student. However there was something a little different about the way Melinda responded. Something he had never actually seen from her before, and it confused him.
~Why is she so tense?~ He thought oddly before getting to his feet. When Melinda pushed him towards the staircase he almost lost his balance. The playful shove turning into something almost dangerous due to Markus' absent mind, and poor footing. The ground here was almost always dusty and kind of wet. Most of the passages that lead into the deeper parts of the school were like that. He always kind of guessed that was because they ran along the piping. As the two walked down into the darker tunnel, the statue resumed it's original place, and the two were placed into a tunnel of almost complete darkness.
"Lumos." With the singe word the tunnel was filled with light extending from the tip of of Markus's wand. He walked along hearing his foot steps tap against the slightly wet stone. "It may sound loud." He said with an echo. "But I swear this hallway must be soundproofed or something. I mean when I first found this place, I fell down the stairs, and screamed about as loud as I can... No one even noticed."
Walking down the hallway there was a slight chill in the air. They were now in an underground part of the school, the tunnel it's self was carved stone, and aside from the stairs everything was rounded and smooth. There was no indication of anything, just a solid direction for about 20 feet, and then it forked into three different paths, one to the left and right and one strait.
"If you take the path to the left it comes out closer to the Slytherin dorm behind a suite of armor. The one down that way, leads to a door hidden behind a painting... don't know who it the person in the picture is never home, and the right... Well I'll just show you." He said lightly Turning walking down the path on the right. The path didn't take long at all, before it came out into an even colder, and some how darker room. They had to move a bookcase just to get in, from the tunnel, but once they were in it was clear what this room was.
"I present Professor Archers, private stash of potion supplies. This place comes right out into the potions room storage closet. It actually kind of makes sense if you think about it. Archer gets sick in direct sunlight, so why not use a tunnel that goes from the storage room to the botany room? it's silent you can use it at night, and it would let you get most of the stuff you need without being in the sun for too long." Markus said lightly. He didn't think that Archer would be anywhere around them considering they had just passed him.
The thought of stealing one or two ingredients had always been close to his mind when he had found out about this place, but he shook his head. "My guess is the other exits are how the guy moves around so quickly." He said with a slight puff to his chest. Of course that was assuming that it was archer who actually used this tunnel and that there weren't other people who knew about such things.
"Anyway we should~" Markus stopped cold for a moment hearing muffled voices get clearer and louder on the other side of the door.
The door to the potions classroom opened as Archer returned back from his escapade in the sun. He felt boiling hot, and for a moment wanted nothing more then to just sit in the shade. Taking out his flask he took another drink. He shivered for a moment, his skin partly red from being out in the sun for too long. "Damn it." He said breathing lightly. He was in a bit of pain, but nothing he wasn't used too he had been a teacher for years after all. "Sorry Irie, but could you don't mind if we talk in here do you? I just want to be out of the sun for a bit."
Irie walked in behind Archer having finally caught up with the second of the two teachers he needed to talk to you. "I needed to ask you about a student you sent me earlier today? Felicity Steelie."
Archer nodded and gave a small sigh. "Unfortunate turn of events with that one. But I hope you helped her sort out her problems."
"Well once she put her clothes back on she was fine." Irie said with a laugh having already told Archer about how he had found the two students about to have sex in one of his beds. The two let out a rather humorous laugh.
"Yes, well youth and love you know how it is. Anyway, I can confirm that she did in fact ingest a little bit of poison. She was warned against it but some students need to experience a bit of tough love in their life." Archer said with a light shrug. "I hope there are no long lasting side effects."
"no I made sure of that, any way thank you again for sending her too me as quickly as possible." Irie said quickly turning and leaving the potions master in his classroom alone.
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"Lumos," Melinda said shortly after Markus, so that her own wand also illuminated at the tip helping to add to the little light they had. She followed her friend and fellow Gryffindor through the dark tunnel that led underneath the school, her skin forming goose bumps as the air got cooler and cooler the further on they pressed.
Melinda smiled as she walked, hearing her own footfalls along with Markus', as they thudded against the stone beneath her. She rubbed at her arms a little, illuminated wand in hand, and took in the sights of the tunnel. It was dark, all stone and very damp. She listened to Markus explain about where they were going and about the passage in general, her blonde head bobbing in a nod as they moved on through the darkness. She made sure to note what tunnels led where, her smile broadening as her sense of adventure grew.
After a bit more walking, Melinda's blue eyes went wide and she pushed at her glasses. Markus had led her to a room. A very secret room, she had no doubt and the place belonged to none other than Professor Archer. She felt her insides flutter at how close she was to achieving her goal, or part of it anyway. Biting down on her lip, she let her wand-free hand touch the walls and then gently brush along the ingredients just beckoning for someone to use them.
"It might be how he does it," Melinda stated when Markus mentioned how Archer moved about the castle so quickly. Though that was hardly a thought that mattered to her. All she could think about was how she'd found a way she could get to him unseen by prying eyes. Even if Markus somehow found out, she felt that she could trust him with the secret. However, that would be a bridge she'd cross only if she had to. For now, it was her secret to keep.
Smiling, feeling rather accomplished, Melinda turned toward Markus who seemed ready to leave. It was then that she heard voices... Archer. She held up her hand, a gesture letting him know she wasn't quite ready to leave just yet. Swallowing hard, she moved closer to the wall in order to hear better as to what was being said. She covered her mouth, a tiny smile playing on her lips. But that smile soon faded and her brows knitted together as she turned toward Markus, her face blanching before it reddened and started to turn an odd shade of purple.
"Did I just hear things correctly?" Melinda asked out loud, though her voice was soft. Blue eyes blinking, she could feel her heart hammering hard in her chest. "Say, do you know any other passages down here? If you do, lets search them now. I'm suddenly not wanting to bother with classes today." She gave Markus a sly grin, one that said she was up to no good and up for adventure. "What do you say? You in... or are you out?"
Melinda just had to find out what other passages might lead around the dungeons. She had to find others that could get her to Archer and not just his classroom. Desperate times called for desperate measures and if he was part of a conspiracy, then she was going to call him out on it. After all, if she was going to crush on him and if he was going to give her signals, then she'd better be the only one!
Her blood boiled at the thought of conspiracy.
Melinda then crossed her arms and pursed her lips, the look on her face one of pure determination. Tapping her foot, her impatience becoming clear, she arched a brow. "Well? So you know," she said, thumping Markus on the chest. "I'm going to search, whether you come along or not."
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Markus blinked for a moment hearing everything that the two teachers had said, in all honesty he could hardly believe it. Archer he could understand being in some kind of illegal activity like this. He was less open than other teachers, and tended to stay away from the light due to his condition. He was also a bit of a mystery around the school, and people loved to make their rumors about him. However Irie to hear the schools doctor was some kind of criminal, forcing himself on a student that was apparently some kind of sick gift to him by Archer.
Markus' mind immediately went to the darkest situation, and when Melinda gave him a heavy smack on the chest to bring him back out of his twisted day dreaming fantasies he let out a strong 'umph and almost fell over instead hitting against one of the many shelves. Nodding his answer to Melinda he opened the shelf that was the secret exit and quickly left the small enclosed room.
"What the hell was that? Are Archer, and Irie really running some kind of student prostitution ring?" He said lightly. His mind still wondering how Irie solved Felicities problems. Had they forcefully attacked a student? In all honesty Markus was about ready to contact the headmaster about all of this, but at the same time aside from overhearing a conversation that painted their guilt... they didn't really have any evidence. "Yeah I am kind of done with the idea of classes for the day. In all honesty this just got way more interesting."
Closing the passage behind them Markus made a quick exit towards the left, coming out at the staircase exit. "I know a few other ways around the dungeons come on I will show you." Markus said taking her around to the other side of the staircase.
"On second thought I have a better idea." Markus said lightly. "Why don't you name a location, like a room, or a place you want to go, I'll show you the fastest way to get there."
As Melinda and Markus left the potions storage room, Archer was just putting on a kettle to make some tea, using one of the students boiling desks for the heat when there was a slight bump coming from his storage room. For a moment he looked around and than gave a small sigh. "Jumping at shadows again. Still..." He shook his head lightly. "I can't believe Felicity, and Simon were dumb enough to try and have sex in the hospital wing. I thought for sure they both had some common sense." Archer said shaking his head and laughing at the thought it really did seem ridiculous.
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Melinda's cheeks reddened slightly in the darkness when Markus said he'd go with her and cut classes for the rest of the afternoon. She was hoping he would so that she wouldn't have to search out the passage ways alone. Not knowing them, it would take her much longer to figure them out. However, with Markus along, she could learn them much faster and more efficiently. Not to mention, it was always better to go on an adventure with a friend as opposed to solo. Her lips quirked up into a smile and she grabbed him by the shirtsleeve, tugging him along as she made her way away from where they could hear the muffled voices of both Archer and Irie.
"Excellent," Melinda stated, her heart pounding as the thrill of adventure and the pursuit of the truth began to fill her up to the point of overflowing. "You have to show me how to get to Archer's room," she stated with an air of smug confidence. "Or at least close enough to it anyway." She finally let go of Markus' sleeve and gave him a look to beat all looks and crossed her arms. Her wand was still illuminated at the tip. "I'm going to find out what the hell is going on here or die trying. So help me."
Melinda looked at Markus as she muttered, the words spilling out of her mouth before she could stop and think before she spoke. She could only hope that he thought she was solely fixated on the conversation they'd just heard while hidden in the secret room filled with Archer's potions ingredients. That it ended there. Fortunately, the rest of the afternoon was relatively uneventful, though it proved most advantageous that she'd decided to skip classes and stick to the secret tunnels. Markus had indeed known a tunnel that followed along the dungeons and let out near Archer's room. When following the main tunnel along the dungeons, it eventually sloped downward, the air getting ever colder. At first Melinda hadn't thought anything could actually be below the dungeons. It was near the lake after all. But apparently, she'd been wrong. The tunnel continued its downward slope for several feet before it finally leveled off once again. She'd looked to Markus who'd showed her the exit to a new floor, something just below the dungeons.
Biting on her lip, Melinda felt giddy inside knowing this little secret. Though she had to wonder exactly how to even get where they were by regular means. Was there a staircase she hadn't noticed? No matter, she had the passage way now and that was all that mattered and all that she cared about. The moment she stepped out into the cold air of the sub-dungeon corridor, she knew she'd be heading down there later, especially when her eyes caught sight of a door, the one she was certain was the very one leading to Archer's room. Upon further inspection, she knew it was when she saw the nameplate, the wizard's name emblazoned on the metal fastened on the heavy, hard wood.
Smiling, Melinda gave Markus a playful shove. "Fantastic," she said before smoothing out her skirt.
It had been a slightly difficult trek back up to the main halls of the castle since the footing inside the passage way was a bit tricky. Having to climb a bit didn't make things any easier. But, in Melinda's mind, it had all been worth it. As she and Markus made their way back up, she mumbled about how she'd wished they'd learned more about what Archer and Irie were up to, but that she'd be sure to resume the search tomorrow. As it was, her mind was a bit preoccupied with Archer. She'd missed his class, though it had been worth it to find that gem of a passage way thanks to Markus. And she'd be putting it to good use in a matter of hours.
Melinda had decided to skip out on dinner and head straight to the passage ways after she and Markus had parted ways for the day. She'd waved him off and set to work, her goalfind Archer and find out what the hell was going on. She didn't waste any time and found the entrance to the passage way Markus had shown her earlier that day.
"Lumos," Melinda said, causing her wand to light up like a tiny torch. She then followed the tunnel up to the fork and took the one leading to the Potions classroom. After following that for a while, she moved past the part that would bring her to the classroom and on to the part that would take her down.
Down, down, down. Melinda followed the path downward underneath the dungeons. Once or twice, she felt her ankle almost give on her and twist, but she made sure to take her time. There was no way she was going to spend any time in the Hospital Wing when she everything inside her was screaming to speak with Archer. That look he'd given her, that nod! And then that conversation! She scowled and let out a huff as she pressed onward, her one hand balled into a fist while the other gripped her wand so tightly her knuckles had gone white.
Finally, Melinda came to the exit, the one that led to the sub-dungeon. She quickly exited and stared at the door up the way. For a moment, she felt her breath hitch, her heart stop. "There's no going back now," she said to herself.
The torches that lit the damp corridor were dim at best, but they allowed Melinda to see where she was going, her blue eyes fixed on the door that led to Archer's room. She swallowed hard as her heart hammered against her chest.
"Nox," Melinda muttered causing her wand to stop glowing. Her breaths short, she raised up a fist and pounded hard against the door.
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Markus couldn't help but look at Melinda she seemed so focused on Archer's voice, and the look on her face... was something he was almost certain he had never seen from her. It registered only for a brief moment as they walked that he could pretty much feel Melinda's emotions coming off of her in waves. She didn't hide any of what she was thinking or feeling very well, but Markus was having a hard time figuring out if he was reading it correctly. After all the thought that Melinda the most desired Gryffindor in this year or any other for that matter could get jealous... It didn't seem to make any sense to him that was for sure.
The rest of the day had been rather uneventful. Markus had helped Melinda figure out as many of the passage ways around the dungeons and first level as he was comfortable revealing knowing he could probably avoid her if he wanted to sneak out for his own reasons. Reasons that seemed a little selfish even to himself, and yet at the same time he rather enjoyed. It was nice to simply have ways to vanish and reappear at will, and while he couldn't perform Apparition yet, and even if he could it would be useless within the walls of this castle he liked the illusion he could create using these passage ways. With them it was like he could.
When the two students had said their goodbyes, Markus had turned and vanished with little more then a good bye, and a 'you better get me my chair'. Markus may have been her friend but Markus never worked for free. Melinda would have to pay the price for his assistance just like any of the other students would have. And once he was gone, he returned to the open halls of the school Now that it was dinner and everyone was gathered, he started walking towards the west wing. He had checked all of the first floor's east wing yesterday, today he was going to make his way to the west wing gardens. and down every hall he was muttering to himself, "I need a place to rest." three times as he walked his eyes always watching the walls. ~I'll find it soon enough.~
Archer felt exhausted as he entered his home. He had been up since sunrise, and even gone out in the sun. His body was not designed to be up at these hours, and during the summer season he had gotten so used to his 'normal' nocturnal life due to his condition. It was only natural that his body felt burned out after all it was the first day back to working during the day hours. He placed an Ice pack on the back of his neck, which was slightly burned thanks to sunlight exposure. "I hate this job, and yet every year..." He spoke lightly to himself.
Every year it was the same thing. He was a potions master, but for the last 9 years he had felt trapped in this school forced to work in enviroment and on a time table that was just uncomfortable for him. Yet every year he accepted because where else was he going to work? He was lucky that he was friends with the headmaster, and that they were always willing to have him on staff, but job security was only half of the reason he was here. His reflection was interupted when there came a knock on his door. His eyes darting to the door. The rest of the students, and teachers should have been eating food already, the only reason he wasn't was because he was tired, and wanted to retreat to a place that was cold and dark. Somewhere more natural for him where he could feel at home.
"It's unlocked, come in." He was expecting someone more along the lines of Irie when the door opened, what he got however was Melinda... He paused for a moment wondering what this sudden visit was about. "What brings you to my office Melinda." He asked lightly, curious as to why she wasn't eating dinner with the rest of the student body.
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Melinda wasn't even sure she knew what she was doing as her fist pounded against the heavy wooden door. Her blue eyes stared at Archer's name engraved on the nameplate clearly indicating that the room was indeed his. She shook her blone head, hair swishing over her slim shoulders as she felt a chill run along her spine. Just why in the hell was she even there? What if the wizard wasn't even in his room? She was taking a great risk by using the passages and so boldly and blatantly and then daring to knock down the man's door.
A soft giggle passed over Melinda's lips as she brought her fist back to her side, her mind reeling and wandering, her thoughts dark as she contemplated so many things. The conversation she'd overheard earlier in the afternoon had bothered her greatly and she'd have to ask Archer about it. Merlin knew if the wizard was indeed giving her signals then that had to stop. Right then and now. She wouldn't be able to stand it. Her one hand balled into a fist and she glanced over her shoulder letting out a soft sigh. Yes, she'd heard that the dungeons ran deep, deeper than most imagined. But she'd never actually seen it for herself with her own eyes. Not until now. It looked darker and felt much colder than she expected, but she supposed that was the way of things given how far underground she was, so isolated from the rest of the hustle and bustle of the school.
Just then, Melinda heard a muffled voice from the other side of the door. She gasped and brought a hand up to her chest. Her breaths came fast and she bit down on her lip in an effort to calm herself down. She then pushed her glasses up her nose and reached for the door handle, working the latch and finally opening the door. Immediately, her blue eyes found Archer's and a pang of guilt washed over her at missing his class earlier that afternoon.
"I..." Melinda stammered wanting to do nothing more than melt. So she gritted her teeth and attached her wand to a band on her hip. Her hands gripped the hem of her skirt and she walked over to Archer, looking up into his eyes. "I need to know what this talk is of a student in the Hospital Wing who might have been mistreated inyourclass." Her words were like venom as she all but spat them out, her body running on pure adrenaline and emotion. "Something about missing clothes?" she added with an arched brow. "Perhaps you recall the conversation."
With a smug look, Melinda crossed her arm, though her nails dug into the pale flesh of her arms as she stood there seething.
"I think explanations are in order or is my time better spent with someone like Doctor Irie? Maybe he'll be more willing to talk to me," Melinda said, her blue eyes flashing her anger as well as some hurt. She let her arms drop to her sides as she went to smooth out and adjust her skirt. "Yes, maybe that's what I should do," she huffed, giving Archer another glance.
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Archer was puzzled to see Melinda at his door. She was glaring at him, yet she had been the one who had disappeared for half the day. Had she not skipped his class she would have certainly have heard what had happened in the hospital wing, the entire school now knew what had happened thanks to Peeves, and yet she didn't. He had a few guesses of where she had been back when he had been talking to Irie. The noise he had heard when he had been alone in his class, and the fact that a few things in his storage room looked like they had been touched gave him a strong indication that he knew exactly what had happened with her.
Archer slowly got to his feet, his eyes stuck on Melinda's he understood what she was trying to allude too, and it was a dangerous heavy little accusation. Not to mention completely unfounded and false. "You skip out on half the day, don't show up to my class, break into my storage room, and then come to me demanding an explanation over the dumbest thing possible." Archer shook his head, he had given her so many hints from the last year that he had been interested into her, and while her body had certainly became more attractive over the last year, it was a shame then that her brain hadn't developed nearly as nicely as her chest. For someone who wore glasses he had to guess she was just a usual blond.
"One of my students was poisoned, Her name was Felicity Steele, I sent her down to the hospital wing where she attempted to have sex with a slytherin boy named Simon Mycroft who was apparently sent down there this morning due too a teacher invading his brain." At this point his glaze became deathly upon Melinda, having explained himself. He took a deep breath. "They were interrupted by both Peeves and Irie so the entire school knows about them."
"Now then, you skipped out on classes, you come to my room afterwords too accuse me of nonsense you would have known had you not cut classes, and you invaded a teachers personal space." His voice became accusatory as he flipped the table on Melinda. "These are the actions of a vain little girl and I truly believed you were above them. I will give you one chance to explain this in a way that won't end up with you in detention for the rest of the month, and then some." Archer would have stripped her of house points, but her actions already showed that she didn't give any consideration to the other members of her house. No Melinda was much more selfish than that, but he could easily find work that would take her down a peg.
"Perhaps the grounds keeper can find some toilets for you to clean."
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The moment Melinda had spoken, her blue eyes locking onto Archer's, she felt a pang of regret and the wish that she could somehow truly turn back time. Once again, she'd let her impulsiveness take over, her emotions getting the better of her. She stared into the wizard's eyeseyes that seemed to see deep into her soul somehow, making her shiver and long for him to look deeperand bit down on her lower lip. But what had been said couldn't be undone. She knew that and had no choice but to stand her ground. She could feel her cheeks redden as a wave of heat washed over her, sweeping over her entire body, consuming her whole.
Melinda had to resist the urge to break Archer's gaze. It was intense. Hard and cold as he looked back at her with what almost seemed disgust and distaste. Immediately, she could feel the bile rising in her throat, that bitter taste threatening to dance upon her tongue as she stood there feeling so small yet having to give off the appearance she felt otherwise. It was all she could do to stay standing. Her knees wobbled, shaking and in danger of giving way, causing her to fall to her knees before him.
But she couldn't let that happen. No. Melinda knew she was in the wrong, that she'd reacted out of jealousy and fear. It had been silly of her to do so, but...
Oh, she couldn't help it as she looked up into Archer's eyes. Melinda felt herself get lost in those eyes as they seemed to harden even more. A chill swept over her skin, goose bumps forming and causing the tiny pale hairs on her flesh to stand on end. She rubbed at her arms, her eyes finally looking away as she shifted her stance. But they suddenly widened at the punishment that rolled out of the wizard's mouth due to her brashness.
Melinda's jaw dropped open and she stared at Archer for a moment in a complete daze. "I... I..." she stammered, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Her cheeks reddened even more and her eyes glistened over, no longer able to meet his gaze. "That's hardly fair," she whispered, her face contorted into a pout. "I... I..."
Melinda could hardly tell Archer that she'd been jealous, terrified that others might have held more importance. Just what would he think of her if he knew? She dared a glance at him, but immediately looked away. Oh, what did he think of her now? Had she ruined her chances just like that after all the signals he'd given her just by one swift, impulsive act of jealousy?
Standing there, a horrific punishment looming over her, Melinda felt as though she had. It was mortifying and... it hurt. But what could she do? She'd yelled at the one man she longed for, the only man she'd ever truly wanted. And now... Now she only had one choice and she knew exactly what that choice was.
"But, I... I'll do it, if you think that's best," Melinda stated, her voice just above a whisper, her blue eyes still staring at the ground.
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Seeing Melinda look like she was on the verge of tears, and how she looked like she was about to fall over if Archer didn't grant her some kind of reprieve, was rather refreshing, it was clear that she was regretful of her actions, but at the same time she wasn't defending herself. It seemed that in the end she was still very much a petulant child. It was a shame he had given her so many hints hoping that eventually she would show up on his doorstep wanting to learn what being an adult would entail, instead it seems that she was just as petty as most girls her age, and what was more she wore her emotions on her face. Maybe it was his many years of experience but he could practically read exactly what she was thinking because she did nothing to hide it as she failed to return his gaze.
Shaking his head he walked out of his chair and across the room, shutting the door to his office. Sealing the two of them away from the rest of the world. Turning towards Melinda he shook his head. He still wasn't impressed with her, and in truth he had every right to see her in detention for a very long time. But she was also right that such a punishment would be a little on the unfair side. Still he couldn't well give her anything near what she actually wanted. Not without feeling like he wasn't actually teaching her a lesson or worse encouraging her behavior.
"Honestly what am I supposed to do with you Melinda. I know you are smarter than this I have graded your papers. Yet you end up acting like an irrational child, what on earth drove you to do any of this?" He also wanted to know how she had come across his passage way in the first place. As far as he had known those were supposed to be a secret held by him and the staff of the school. The thought of someone getting inside his storage room. ~Note to self put a lock on that door.~ He thought darkly. He had hoped that wouldn't have been necessary, but now it seemed he needed an enchanted lock to keep students out of his store room.
"All the times I said you were free to come and visit me, and everything else I have said over the last year. I know your clever enough to play at being a real adult and understand what I actually mean. I can see it in your eyes that you knew what I was saying. Yet you come around throwing around shit like this, and it makes me wonder how I am supposed to trust you." Archer said biting his lip, even what he saying now could cause him to loose his job. He was already in a rather unique situation compared to his fellow teachers, one false move and he could wind up in much worse places than hogwarts.
Yes Archer had given her many hints, and alluded to much in his time with Melinda. Mostly because it had been fun at first. Suddenly there was a game he could play, something dangerous he could do that there was a chance he could get away with. He would lie and often say that just working as a teacher was okay, but in truth the potions master felt stuck in a castle like this one. Melinda presented a challenge, a game he could play and risk his job on, while at the same time having a sense of reward. It may have sounded stupid to others, especially considering that she had a following, but that hadn't been the reason this started. This had nothing to do with her blood line.
This had all started last year when Archer had caught Melinda's eyes on him, and returned the gaze, that moment she had selected to pursue him, and he had a game he could play in between his spouts of boredom and isolation from the others here at the school.
"What are you willing to give me, so that I know I can trust you?" If she wanted to play the game Archer was not stepping into a situation where she would give him away, or worse flip it around so that she was the victim in some situation. No he would not be some girls blackmail toy, she would need to surrender herself to him completely, and give over something he could use against her if she wanted to continue to play this game.
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Archer's words stung deeply as he said them, cutting her deeply to her core. Her blue eyes fluttered shut and she could feel the tears forming, threatening to spill. Tears? Since when did Melinda Evercreech ever cry? Really cry! Yet there she was ready to lose it as this wizard spoke words that made her feel like the worst human being in the world, like someone so unworthy of attaining the one thing she ever truly wanted. And, when she thought on it a bit more, the one thing she truly needed.
Melinda sucked in a sharp breath having all she could do not to fall over and succumb to the emotions that were roiling just beneath the surface. Archer could read her, could tell what she was thinking, feeling. If that was the case, did he know just how much she was feeling right then? How much it hurt to hear him belittle the things she was feeling? To her this was hardly a game. This was the first time she ever felt anything for another person, had ever gone to any length or took any risk no matter the cost. She knew what she was doing could get both of them in trouble, Archer especially.
Archer especially...
Biting down on her lower lip, Melinda looked up at Archer, her blue eyes glistening with tears that were threatening to spill down along her pale cheeks. She pushed her glasses up her nose and tugged on some blonde hair that rested along her shoulder. As she looked into his eyes, eyes that seemed cold and judging, she swallowed hard. Her hands began to tremble as she thought about the only things she had to give that no one else knew... there were two: she was Veela and she could have feelings for another despite the Veela blood coursing through her veins. It was her jealousies that were making her lose her typical confidence, lose her way along a path she usually felt comfortable treading. But she'd never had feelings for another before and the possibility of losing him before even gaining him... it had driven her to do something rash.
And stupid.
"I..." Melinda started still looking up at Archer. "This is new for me." Her cheeks reddened as her face became hot. "I've never experienced feelings like this before." She bit down on her lower lip as the tears welled up more. It was hard saying this out loud, yet there she was. Her knees shook, her hands trembled, terrified at the idea that saying things out loud would somehow make it all vanish, make everything suddenly be a result of 'other' things. How she hated what she was with all her heart and soul! "I... I care for you and..." she paused, worried that what she'd said would make her seem foolish, and worried that the rest would make the rest melt into nonexistence. "Being part Veela has always made things easy in some ways, but it's never..." she swallowed hard, a tear running down her cheek. "It's never allowed me to get what I've wanted." She blinked and brought her hands up to her face. "No, let me rephrase that. What I need."
Melinda wiped the tears away and dropped her hands to her sides. But the moment her hands fell, she could feel more tears forming. What the hell was this? This wasn't how she normally was! But she couldn't help herself. Though as her eyes betrayed her with tears, the rest of her body remained still with the exception of her hands, which trembled from fear.
"Being part Veela means I never know who actually cares back," Melinda continued. "And now you know. You're the only one here to know." She let out a jagged breath wanting to give him more, feeling she owed it to Archer now. "And you're the only one I hope is not affected." She could hear her voice starting to falter. Clamping her eyes shut, she felt her muscles tighten, her shaking hands suddenly wringing themselves as she braced herself for rejection.
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Listening to Melinda's words Archer was slightly impressed that she was willing to tell him something that she had never mentioned to anyone else. Hearing that she had such problems with trust he could sympathize somewhat due to his own condition. He never knew who he would trust or not and yet somehow this student was actually saying she cared about him. He blinked lightly seeing her cry, he felt oddly taken aback, but at the same time if this girl really cared about him then she needed to learn some harsh realities.
"If you really want this too work." He said motioning between himself and her. "Then you need to learn to loose your pride. It won't serve you well if get jealous of every teacher and student I talk too." As he spoke he walked forward placing a calm yet very cold hand on Melinda's cheek, his thumb brushing away the marks her tears left on her cheeks. He let out a long sigh. Melinda was a good person, but that didn't change the fact that she was also a very dumb childishly vein individual and none of those qualities were going to assist her through her life.
"Veela blood only effects the young, and weak minded. Those driven by hormonal instincts rather than their actual brains. I am not surprised to see that your fellow students are often so drawn to you." She was sixteen in a school that served thirteen through eighteen year old's and so it wasn't surprising too see how many people would flock to her, considering every single student is more likely too think with their cocks. However there were probably some exceptions.
Half of Archer wanted to deal with her misbehavior, and teach her a proper lesson, and yet the other half couldn't help but see a young vulnerable girl. However taking advantage of her now, wouldn't serve either of them very well. Rather instead he pulled back his hand.
"I will consider your offer however right now considering your state, I think you should go to your dorm, and sleep for now." He wasn't going to reject Melinda, but she needed to grow up, and prove to him that she was worth the risk that she was asking him to take. "Also Melinda, I will expect you to go to class. I have no intention of rewarding a girl who doesn't even obey the rules. I will think of a real punishment for you. After what you have said and done today, that I think is the least you deserve. However."
Archer smiled lightly drawing her a little closer, and giving her a small kiss on her forhead, his lips were once again oddly cold to the touch against her shaking skin. "I will consider everything you have confessed today."
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Melinda's eyes stung as she opened them and reached up to wipe the tears away. This was so uncharacteristic for how she normally was. What would Markus say if he saw her now? What would anyone say? Surely the level of shock would be astounding not to mention the disbelief. But she hardly cared in that moment as she stood there in front of Archer, her biggest secrets revealed to him. Her heart pounded as her blood coursed hard through her veins. She dared to look into his eyes though her vision was slightly blurred from the tears that welled in her blue eyes.
As she stood there, Melinda listened. She listened harder than she ever had to anyone, letting Archer's words burn into brain as he spoke. Never had anyone meant more than this wizard did and now she'd placed herself in the most vulnerable position by having told him so. Now he held all the cards, had the upper hand and the advantage. It was a terrifying feeling knowing that she had to trust in him and, what was more, still prove herself.
It was harsh knowing that her words hadn't been enough. Then again, she couldn't fault him. She'd skipped his class, invaded his secret stash with Markuseven if they hadn't taken anythingand then came tromping into his room with jealous pride written all over her face. Melinda was a disgrace and the more she allowed herself to think on it, the more she knew she didn't deserve Archer. Yet...
Yet, Archer was going to give her a chance. Melinda's blue eyes closed when Archer touched her cheekthe gesture far too brief for her likingand then again when he moved forward to kiss her lightly on the forehead. He was so cold, her body crying out to warm him. But she knew she needed to listen, to obey. Though nothing had been spoken out loud, in her heart she knew she was his. And given that, she'd do all she could to prove herself worthy of his time and affection.
Both of which were the only ones she'd ever craved...
Melinda nodded. "Thank you," she said softly through sniffles, the urge to reach out to Archer strong, but she stayed her hands somehow knowing she had to. Instead, she pushed at her blonde hair, fingers playing with stray ends. "And I'll go to class," she promised, knowing full well she'd keep it. "Also..." she started, biting down on her lower lip for a moment. "I'm... I'm sorry for saying what I did when I first came in here. That was wrong of me." She sniffled a bit more as her cheeks reddened. "I'll work on that," she said sheepishly. "It'll be hard, but... I will." She looked up at him and gave him a smileone she hoped he understood was due to her caring. "But you're right. It won't serve me well." Her smile broadened a little as she looked up at him. "Anyway, I... thank you."
Melinda felt a wave of heat wash over her as her pulse quickened, the blush that had swept over her cheeks sweeping further along her neck, her chest. She knew she had to follow through. Everything depended on it. And being the Gryffindor she was, there was no way she'd fail, as it just wasn't an option.
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When Melinda went away, Archer knew without a doubt that the girl would do her best to try and make today up to him. While she had said some rather dumb things, she had also admitted her problems, and given her word that she would at least try to work on her own feelings instead of being selfish. If she could manage to loose her pride than she would make a fine woman for him to play around with, until then however it was just too dangerous to go beyond the occasional flirt. He let out a long sigh now needing to focus on the other task of finding a proper punishment, but also he let out a yawn. As much as he would rather stay awake during the night, his job didn't allow for that, and he felt like he had already been up for days. Being out in the sun always took it's toll on his body, and after all that drama he was more then ready to sleep for the night.
Markus returned to the Gryffendor common room later than most of the other students. He had once again managed to find his home away from home the room of requirements, however that wasn't something he would be telling anyone about. That room was precious to him considering he needed it too work on his own master plan. Letting out a yawn he looked around quickly counting up the number of chairs in the common room, and he let out a long content sigh as he realized that one of them had indeed been moved to the upstairs. From there he was more then content to walk up into the male dorm, find his place, and let his body flop.
All around the castle night once again settled in, and everything was at rest. The night passed over the land and everything seemed normal and ready for when the students would awake. The morning started with a slow rolling fall fog covering the land, having crept up from the lake the nights before. it hung low to the ground and made the old castle seem less inviting than normal. Up above the grounds in the tall towers, the occasional foggy cloud seemed to pass low to the tower windows, but the ground below was almost entirely obscure.
In the Gryffendor tower Markus awoke early, changing and showering, before leaving the tower without even so much as a word. Today he seemed to have something else on his mind entirely. Walking through the tower he headed down into the great hall. Where only a few students were getting their morning start, above the sky was reflecting the same kind of eerily grey as the world around them. Everything was clouded and obscured, and there was an odd dampness in the air that felt like it clung right to the skin.
The castle was far from empty today, but it seemed that for the majority school life was starting to set in, and while the mood was far from somber it was slightly dulled by the fact that everyone was starting to fall back into their old habbits as students.
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Morning came all too soon, the pale rays of sun seeping their way through the drawn curtains of the Ravenclaw girls' dormitory. Winnie was one of the first to wake, her green eyes blurred with sleep as she blinked and slowly sat up. She shivered a bit as the chill in the air kissed at her skin, causing her to immediately move to rub at her arms in an attempt to warm herself. Biting down on her lower lip, she then pushed at the blankets that had been keeping her body warm and swiveled her legs about so that they dangled over the bed's edge. Yawning then, she stretched, her spine popping a little causing her cheeks to redden and a tiny sheepish grin to play upon her lips. The pretty prefect sighed and reached for her glasses, placing them on her face and allowing everything in her sight to suddenly snap into crystal, clear focus.
Winnie ran her fingers through her mousy, blonde hair and slid down off her bed. The floor was cold beneath her bare feet and she gasped a little at the sensation. Looking about herself, she walked over to her wardrobe and began to rummage through her things so that she could get ready for her day. It was going to be quite an eventful one, she was certain. She had a missionto find the missing vial of Greyroot Juice and hopefully the one or ones who'd pinched it. According to Archer, the vial had gone missing during her Potions class, which meant first period the day before. A lot could've happened to the thing between then and the present. But she had to find out what happened. It was her duty as prefect. She owed it to the professor who'd asked for her assistance, plus she owed it to Felicity... friend and fellow housemate.
As Winnie got ready, others began to get up. She noticed Andie and Felicity slowly rousing, though both girls seemed to keep themselves at a distance from each other. She supposed that wasn't too surprising given things. It had been the same every year, Andie taunted while Felicity avoided. She shook her head and sighed at how so much discord could occur in her very own house. But she couldn't let that distract her. She had a job to do and she wouldn't let petty rivals deter her from getting things done. Setting her jaw, she knew first thing first and that was getting a head start on breakfast. An early breakfast would mean getting an early start on trying to figure things out.
"Right," Winnie muttered to herself. She flung her bag over her shoulder and headed down to the Great Hall.
Winnie pushed open the doors to the Great Hall and entered. Her footfalls echoed loudly as she made her way inside the grand room and toward her empty table. Yes, once again, she was the first Ravenclaw to arrive. She glanced about the room, taking note of who had showed up yet and who hadn't. Her head tilted when she saw Markus getting an equally early start much as herself. It was odd to say the least and very unlike the Gryffindor. She pushed at her glasses as her eyes fixed upon him for a moment, lingering a bit longer than she had meant them to. When her eyes found his, she gasped and looked away, cheeks reddening in embarrassment. Biting down on her lower lip, she then looked back over at him and gave a wave.
As Winnie waved, she had to wonder what brought the usually less than punctual Gryffindor out and about so early. Perhaps he planned on taking this year more seriously since it was an O.W.L. year? She really wasn't certain, but it was all she could think of since he never seemed to show any interest in anything other than ditching class and taking naps. What could possibly motivate him at this hour? It was a question that was going to nag at her while she had to figure out what happened to the Greyroot Juice.
Trying to clear her head, Winnie set down her bag. She glanced from Markus to her table, food slowly starting to appear. Looking at the food, she felt an ache rise in the pit of her tummy. It was going to be a long and difficult day. How was she going to find one tiny vial in a huge castle? The odds... seemed impossible.
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Markus couldn't help but smile when he got a wave from Winnie, and he waved back quickly and happily. He sighed, knowing that she was really only visible from afar, and that in all reality he was probably invisable to her as anything more then a casual rule breaker, but rare moments like these allowed him to kind of forget that for a moment. Still it was this one sweet moment that had been the entire reason for his early awakening. It was true that he didn't really concern himself with the O.W.L.s or even classes all that often, but when ever Ravenclaw was involved for the last 5 years he had made sure to at least be partly involved. The female student turned prefect had a power over him that she honestly probably never realized or ever even considered.
The only thing that held him back was oddly the one thing that no one in his house was supposed to have, fear. It was funny but for a member of Gryffendor in this one scenario he feared rejection. He was afraid of being told no, and he feared that his actions were only going to somehow hurt her. Markus was far from a bad student, he just lacked courage, which was a unique trait coming from a house that was supposed to be all about the will of the pure at heart. The moment the hat had been placed on his head it had shouted the house out. His father could never have been prouder, as his family had always been in Gryffendor, however he couldn't help but feel that he had been placed wrongly. At times he seemed more like a member of Hufflepuff or Slytherin.
He shook his head grabbing some food and feeling a slight wave of self doubt run through him. Gold and Red looked terraible on Markus, but if he wasn't meant to be in this house then he probably wouldn't have been placed here... right?
Across the way Simon a familiar Slytherin entered the great hall, and instantly he could feel a couple of eyes on him, giggling and snickering about the events of yesterday. It seemed that Peeves had continued his song through most of last night even when the two people it was about had been able to brush it off. The song may have been gone from the halls however the damage it had done to his name remained. Simon was recognized everywhere, and part of him feared a little for the sake of Felicity.
Simon had no problem being in the spotlight actually in truth he kind of enjoyed it, he was a class clown after all a few eyes were nothing to him, and if he really wanted to be alone then he could sneak away from people as a raccoon and go hide somewhere away from people. Felicity lacked those privlages.
Simon sighed doing the bravest thing he could think of and taking a seat at the ravenclaw table where he could feel more then a few eyes upon him, Felicity clearly wasn't here yet, though it was still early. Smiling towards Winnie he gave a small shrug. "You don't mind if I sit here right?" He said not giving her much of a choice even if she did mind. "Actually I wanted to talk to you, is Felicity okay? how was she last night? and also... I know I wasn't there yesterday, but Felicity seemed to think that her potion was tampered with." As he spoke he piled bacon and eggs onto his plate along with some toast which he spread some jam on. "I'm not in that class so I can't really watch out for her, but could you do me a favor, and just keep an eye on her for me while I can't? I worry about her being picked on by others." He said briefly, having said his piece he bit down on his toast.
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Winnie let out a languid sigh, though her mind spun with a million thoughtsclasses, culprits, O.W.Ls and moreand sat herself down at the Ravenclaw table with a soft thud. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Markus making himself comfortable at his own house table. For a brief moment, she tilted her head as she looked his way, her hand reaching up to push at her glasses. Smiling to herself she shrugged and began reaching for food. She was absolutely famished and would need all the energy she could get if she was going to tackle the problem she was facing in finding out who stole Professor Archer's Greyroot Juice.
As Winnie began to fill her plate, she noticed a shadow blotting out the gray of the sky illuminated from the ceiling above. Turning her head, she saw Simon Mycroft heading toward the table. She had to admit she wasn't overly surprised. He was probably waiting for Felicity and... her cheeks flushed when she recalled the songs Peeves had recited throughout the day and evening the day prior and that was nothing compared to what he'd done at night while they all had tried to sleep. Poor Felicity. The girl had to throw a pillow over her head to block out the noise.
"I dont mind," Winnie answered, gesturing that Simon feel free to join her. She gave him a smile and tucked some blonde behind an ear.
Winnie listened to Simon as he spoke his concerns, ones that didn't surprise her given things. For a moment, she wondered what it must be like to have someone that fawned over you. She knew it was a silly notion, but she couldn't help herself nonetheless. It wasn't overly often she allowed herself the indulgence, her focus and drive always being her studies... never herself.
One day she'd remedy that... one day.
"Well," Winnie stated. "Outside of Peeves making it difficult for us to sleep... she's been fine." Her brow then arched when Simon mentioned that their potion had been tampered with, not brewed improperly like she'd initially accused.
Almost instantly, Winnie felt hot, stifled. A wave of guilt and panic washed over her at how she'd possibly wrongly accused Felicity, almost making the girl feel a need to prove herself by drinking down the contents of said potion. Like everyone else, she knew how well versed the girl was at potions. It was her passion, her calling. And she'd unwittingly backed her into a corner like a cat does a mouse.
Her! A prefect and supposed friend.
Wincing, though trying to cover it up by biting down on her lower lip, Winnie furrowed her brow. "Tampered with?" she said more than asked. "Actually..." her voice trailed, her thoughts thinking on what she'd learned from Archer, about her mission and goal. "That makes sense." She tapped at her chin, her green eyes darting about the Great Hall as she thought on who might have done such a thing and, more importantly... why.
More than ever, Winnie had to wonder who in their class would care whether or not their potion succeeded. As far as she knew, she didn't have any enemies. Not really. But Felicity? She heaved a soft sigh. The muggle-born girl definitely had her fair share. She was different, even for a Ravenclaw, and that didn't earn her any favors.
"And I'll keep an eye out for her," Winnie added, still feeling a bit guilty. "It's my job as prefect for Ravenclaw anyway." She tried to smile, but it felt forced due to how she felt inside, which was terrible. She was just glad that Felicity was all right in the end.
As Winnie tried to reassure Simon, the Great Hall began to slowly fill up. Students began to meander to their tables and she caught sight of a few facesAndie and Felicity being among them. Andie was giggling as she looked at Felicity who had circles under her eyes, her dark hair a bit disheveled, no doubt from a bad night's sleepthanks to Peeves and his nighttime serenade, which unfortunately lasted until the sun finally came up. Luckily, she knew a spell that prevented his chorus from reaching his ears after she'd had enough.
Felicity walked over to both Simon and Winnie giving them both a wave and a yawn. She sat down next to Simon and leaned against him, the snickers loud as she buried her face against his shoulder. She giggled a little mildly unfazed and reached for his hand.
Winnie pursed her lips together as she watched the two. Her thoughts pondering how nice it must be to have someone to care about and to care for you back. Just then, she saw Andie walk by, her eyes fixed on Felicity as she giggled. The look in the red-head's eyes gave the pretty prefect pause. Something just wasn't quite right.
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Simon nodded lightly when Winnie agreed to keep an eye on Felicity at least when he couldn't. Hopefully that would be enough to make her life a little easier, although when he saw what had become of Felicity he couldn't help but feel at least a little responsible. She looked terrible. Simon let out a long sigh as he felt her rest against him, and smile as he heard her snicker. He couldn't do much more then hold her close, and take her hand when she wanted his. He looked at her lovingly, happy to just have her by his side even though she looked like she would be much better sleeping somewhere else.
Simon nodded his thanks to Winnie, but focused his attention more on his girlfriend then the prefect, making sure that she got all the food she needed to have at least some energy to face the day. Simon caught the look in Andie's eyes as she passed, and simply brushed it off. For as hateful as the girl was, Simon rarely concerned himself with her. If anything she was just a pest that Felicity would have to learn to deal with. In all reality his previous threat of turning her into a ferret was sounding more and more like a good idea with that girls every movement.
Turning to Felicity he giggled lightly. "I guess telling you to go lay down in the hospital wing would be a bad idea." He said lightly closing one eye, and giving her a small wink. He both meant it as a joke, and as a real suggestion. Felicity just looked painful at this point, and he really couldn't do much to help with that. "Is there anything I can get you that will help you through the day?" He asked his light tone calm and caring.
Across the tables Winnie was not the only one who felt a pang of envy when Simon and Felicity started showing off their PDA's Markus couldn't help but watch and wish for a moment that it was him and the aforementioned ravenclaw prefect. He shook his head knowing that his reputation would never allow that too happen, at least not while they were in school together.
Markus let out a longing sigh, how long was he going to just sit back in the shadows and hold onto his feelings? according to the school and the way they had been talking last night, Simon had only known Felicity for like two days and they were already inseperable. Markus had been in the background of Winnie's life for five years now and he couldn't even bring up the courage to say hello most days. He closed his eyes some times he wished he was just about anyone else.
Kyle had entered in with the rest of the ravenclaw table, and taking one arrogant glance at Simon and Felicity he scoffed. "Hey isn't there a rule about public affections, at the table? I mean come on Winnie they are sitting right next too you, give some of us other guys a break and Kick simon back to his own table."
As he spoke he shot a rather venomous glance towards Felicity, and Simon before sitting down next to Andie, a sly hand moving up and down her spine as he sat teasing her, as he had still yet to take her up on the offer she had placed on him, however he was not going to allow her to forget for some time that he was still waiting for a good time to pounce on her. Sitting down his eyes reflected a keen look between Andie, yet again it seemed the two would be playing their favorite game of how can they ruin the mudbloods day today.
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Winnie forced a smile as she watched Felicity nuzzle Simon. Though she was envious of what the two had, she hardly wished either of them ill. Both were good people and as awkward and strange as Felicity was, she'd proven to be a decent friend in the past not to mention someone of keen mind. It was a pity that others treated her as they did and she knew that sometimes she probably should step in more as opposed to just stand back and let things go. But it wasn't always easy to stand up to others nor was it easy to worry about needless drama when your life depended upon your studies and how you fared at school. Adding in nonsense just distracted and caused issue.
Then again...
Winnie's thoughts wandered at how some distractions might very well be worth it if it meant having a significant other. For a brief moment, her green eyes flitted over to the Gryffindor table. They were drawn to Markus as he sat there quietly minding his own business, filling up his plate with food. She saw Melinda walking up to the table and setting herself down across from him and a pang of jealousy went through her at seeing how a small entourage followed her down to her seat per usual, yet she confidently chose to sit near someone specific of her choosing. Could she ever do that? Though why would she sit across as opposed to next?
Melinda flopped onto her seat and waved her onlookers away. She wished they weren't there, that none of them were. The only one she wanted to stare and glance her way was one who wouldn't give her the time of day unless she could make some changes. It was enough to make her insides knot up, her hands shake, throw everything off balance. She pushed at her glasses, her blue eyes darting to look at Markus who sat across the table.
"Sleep well?" Melinda asked him, hoping he found the chair that should've been waiting for him. She then bit down on her lower lip, her hands moving to her lap as she began to wring them together nervously. Her expression went distant as her mind wandered over what she needed to do that day to hopefully prove herself to Archer.
Back at the Ravenclaw table, Winnie glanced away from Markus and sighed. Only one envious glance was replaced by another as she looked over at both Simon and Felicity who seemed to be snuggling each other. Andie and Kyle sat not too far off, the two of them smirking and giggling as they scoffed at the display the two were making. In some ways, she couldn't fault them, then again those two were making their own display. As her cheeks grew warmer, her desire for returned affections growing, she finally stood up and grabbed her bag.
"I... I have some things I need to do," Winnie stated plainly, her eyebrows knitting together as she looked down at the floor. She sensed something off about Andie and Kyle. The two had it in for Felicity, always had. And it made her wonder some things. But she also needed to remove herself from everything she was seeing and wishing she had. At that, she turned on her heel and made to leave the Great Hall, hoping to get permission to be late to first class since she had a suspicion and had to follow her instincts.
Andie just giggled as Winnie dashed for the exit, her body shifting closer to Kyle as he rubbed a warm hand along her back. She shivered lightly in response, goose bumps forming on her skin. Biting down on her lip, she turned to look up at him with reddened cheeks. "You always did play my favorite games," she said giving him a coy wink.
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Markus watched Winnie from a distance but his view was suddenly cut off by the arrival of Melinda and her usual entourage. He let out a long sigh as he started to eat. Stuffing his face lightly with food, he watched her usual carry on baggage phawn over her, knowing full well that not a single one of them ever stood a chance. He had his suspicouns about her after last night, however even if he was correct it wasn't at all his concern nor did it really mean that it was going to be harmful. He snapped out of his thinking for a moment when he was asked about how he had slept.
"Oh yeah thanks for that. It was really comfortable, and I'm sure it's gonna come in handy over the next year." He said lightly he was really greatful for the addition of the chair, as it meant he didn't need too sleep in the common room like he normally did. He still got the odd look from the gryffendors but at least this year he could sleep in a more acceptable location. It was kind of sad that none of the beds were comfortable. He could just never get used to them for one reason or another.
When he saw Winnie get up to leave he was still eating, and as much as he wanted to ditch Melinda and walk with Winnie Markus was still a little too hungry to leave the great hall, though he did pass an eye onto the table where she had been sitting, and seeing two different couples show off their affections for one another he let out a small envious scoff. "Disgraceful isn't it? Turns out what we heard yesterday was that those two ended up trying to have sex while a ghost and a teacher were watching." He said with a small giggle. "The balls on some people am i right?" As soon as he cracked the joke he could only wish that he had the kind of internal crocodile masculinity that it took to actually pull off what Simon and Felicity had tried to do.
Simon on the other hand rolled his eyes at the raven claw table watching as Kyle and Andie did their own PDA's, turning to Felicity he was basically done eating for the moment, and leaned in closer to kiss her lips. "Come on lets get out of here before they cause a problem." He spoke while squeezing Felicities hand lightly and turning to leave.
Markus scoffed as he watched the two love birds take their exit and returned all of his attention on Andie's body. He took the coy wink to heart, and smiled happily. He knew he could have her any time he wanted, but at the same time the longer he waited to take her up on that, the crazier he could drive her, and there was some part of him that enjoyed making fun of someone as powerful and influential as Andie.
Markus's tongue poked out of his lips teasing Andie. "It's only because you pick out the games I find fun." He said in a light teasing tone.
Outside of the Great hall a familiar dark haired hufflepuff had been standing at the door laying in wait for the female prefect, and the moment he spotted her he adjusted his glasses. Walking forward he stepped in line with Winnie, and adressed her rather formally. "Greetings." His tone more serious and more matter of the fact than usual. He smiled lightly as he walked keeping an eye out for his female twin.
"I've come with a bit of a warning, Ravenclaw seems to be hurting for points, and it seems to me that you are having a hard time controlling your house members. You shouldn't allow your house to become such a lowly brothel like you have." Ryan's tone was on the edge of anger as he glared at her, clearly he was unimpressed by all the rumors and stories he had been hearing about Felicity and Simon. But there was more to it, everything that happened in the last two days showed that Winnie lacked the ability to control her people, and if she couldn't control them then she was no good as a prefect.
"You should keep your eyes more focused on the people you eat with. One of them seems to not be who they say they are, and isn't worth giving you their trust." He said passing on his own his own cryptic message about Andie's and Winnie's actions, though his intense gaze was still upon Winnie. "If you don't tighten down the house, then the teachers will start dealing with more harsh punishments. Ravenclaw is starting to use up the only warnings you get at this school."
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Winnie pushed open the heavy wooden door of the Great Hall and stepped out into the corridor. She adjusted her bag over her shoulder and was about to head off and see if Professor Buttermere would be all right if she was a bit late to class. No doubt the witch would be understanding that she had prefect duties to attend to, that it was a matter concerning the health of a student and potentially others. It also had to do with a promise made to another member of faculty so surely that would help excuse her, she figured. After all, Buttermere was reasonable. Or, so she hoped.
Setting her jaw, Winnie cleared her throat and set off for Buttermere's office. Her steps were cut short, as her path became obstructed by her fellow prefectRyan Duwitt. With a slight start, she let out a loud gasp and covered her mouth with her hand. Feeling silly after realizing it was Ryan, her cheeks reddened and she pushed her glasses up her nose.
"Ryan," Winnie whispered and she gave him a warm smile. As she stood there, her heart beat fast, her adrenaline pumping from the minor scare at being startled. She listened to Ryan as he spoke, her cheeks reddening with each word.
Winnie suddenly felt like the worst human being in the world. She truly had been clueless during Potions class. Felicity's protestations should've been enough of a warning that something was off, yet she just wouldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that anyone in class would pull anything on purpose. It was the furthest thought in her mind. But, she should've considered all the options. She stared at the floor, the stones so cold and gray beneath her feet. Just what was she doing? And what wrong with her? Tears pricked her eyes, but she blinked them back not wanting anyone to notice them.
"I'll take better notice," Winnie said plainly, her eyes still fixed on the floor. "I do know my house," she added, trying to make it clear that she wasn't totally useless. She'd just wanted to give benefit of the doubt... a silly thing and now, she was finding, a dangerous one. She heaved a sigh and looked up at Ryan, her one hand reaching out to touch his arm. "Things will get better, you'll see." Her smiled broadened just a little as she tried to think on her plan of action, on how she was going to head back to the dorms after she sought out Buttermere. She had some 'rummaging' to do.
"There you are," Reagan stated as she turned the corner and flicked her raven hair over her shoulder. She walked up next to Ryan to linked her arm with his, leaning her weight against him. "You got an early start," she added brightly. "One day I'll get to breakfast before you." Her blue eyes flitted to Winnie, scrutinizing the prefect as she stood there. She then gave her a smile. "Leaving?" she asked, still clinging tightly to her twin's arm.
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Ryan smiled having given the warning he had needed too, as he walked with Winnie, seeing her flinch at his words, and seeing how painful this experiance was for her. Oddly though he didn't care, he walked along completely uncaring about her misery, and rather focused on something else. The fact that she had failed. She was of course promising to do better, and he hoped for the sake of her house that she would. Ravenclaw had somehow lost a hundred points in the flow of a single day, of course it was still very early, and there was time for her to work towards regaining all of that.
There was more importantly however the fear that the teachers may start to use Ravenclaws hedonism as a sign that the punishments needed to be upped. If one house made the others look bad than there was as always a chance that the teachers might end up breaking out more harsh punishments and detentions early. Which while he was certain that wouldn't effect Hufflepuff, as he and Regan already ran a tight ship where they held control over the other students in their house. It was bad for their reputation as prefects and would mark their reputation when they finally left the school and moved on to larger, better targets... like the ministry of magic.
When Regan came out and wrapped her arm around his, Ryan gave her a small smile his hand holding hers lightly as he tried to look friendly with his twin, at the same time he caught the glare she sent to the raven claw Prefect and shook his head. "I haven't actually eaten yet, I just wanted to make sure that Winnie understood her situation within the school." He said adjusting her own glasses. "Come on Regan, let's go make sure the hufflepuff students are doing as they are needed, and find some breakfast of our own." He said lightly too his twin giving her a smile as he walked away from Winnie and went to the grate hall, making sure to give the girl one last hard look before walking away.
Markus walked out of the great hall, feeling a small shiver as he passed Ryan and Regan on their way to breakfast. There was something about the way those two acted that just made his skin crawl. Maybe it was the fact that they were actual twins, but they always seemed just a little too close when ever they were together. Sure they weren't Simon and Felicity, but part of him had thought they wanted to be more like that. Which was just outwardly weird and made him want to avoid the two even more.
Swallowing his pride for a moment he walked up to Winnie, silently walking along side her, he bit his lip for a moment. "Hi...so uhm where are you going?" He asked actually thanking the fact that he had enough of a voice to speak in some way. He felt intimidated sure, but he couldn't let that stop him, he had to at least try to talk to Winnie today, it had of course been the entire reason he had gotten up so early.
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Reagan held tightly onto Ryan's arm, her body brushing up against him, taking in his warmth. She was proud of him for speaking to Winniethough the girl had overstepped, but she'd brush that off for nowfor trying to make sure that all prefects did their jobs. After all, someone had to do it or else all of Howarts would fall into complete and utter chaos. She smiled and gave his arm a squeeze as they entered the Great Hall, the low murmuring rumble of voices of the students hitting her as they entered. She glanced around taking in the sight of everyone, how they milled about so haphazardly while eating their breakfasts. It was a cacophony of events as students chattered and walked, silverware clattering against plates and tables.
Slowly, Reagan found herself approaching the Hufflepuff table, her hand, which had somehow found her brother's loosening its grip so that she could sit herself down and eat the food that was suddenly appearing before her. She placed her bag aside and gave Ryan a smile, her cheeks a bit red. As she made to sit down, a student bumped into her causing her to stumble. She lost her footing and nearly tripped onto the floor, however another student managed to catch her, a Slytherin boysixth yearwho happened to be walking by.
"Got you there," the Slytherin said as his hands held onto Reagan. He went to brushing he off, giving her a smile. Reagan's cheeks were still red though not from her stumble. It was a lingering effect from before.
"Thanks," Reagan said quickly, her gaze turning immediately to Ryan, seeking him out.
Meanwhile out in the corridors, Winnie looked over at Markus. "H-hello," she said shyly giving him a smile. "I'm heading off to see Professor Buttermere and see if it's all right if I show up to class late this morning. I have some things I need to tend to." She paused a moment. "Prefect things." She blushed a bit as she spoke, embarrassed that half the mess she was solving could have been avoided had she been more observant. "Archer set me on a task. I need to find something rather important and I'd like to try and find it before the day ends."
Winnie gave Markus another smile before biting down on her lower lip. She then adjusted her bag and pushed her glasses up her nose. As they walked along, she felt a nervous flutter deep in the pit of her tummy. It felt oddly nice walking with a boy, something she wasn't used to. Closing her eyes briefly, she could almost imagine that this one liked her and longed to hang around just because of her. It was a silly thought. Markus had a reputation and she certainly didn't seem to fit that reputation. But still and all, it was fun to pretend, especially since he'd be none the wiser to her thoughts.
"You're welcome to come along with me to Buttermere's office... that is if you have nothing better to do," Winnie offered, her green eyes fixed upon the floor. "Hopefully she won't mind I miss out a little. This truly is a matter of student safety, so I like to think she'll be understanding only I..." her voice trailed. "She is new and I just don't know." Her cheeks reddened. "I'm nervous," she admitted. "Nervous she'll tell me 'no' and I really cannot afford that." She let out a sigh and glanced over at Markus, still pretending things might be different just because it felt nice. She then stared at his house colors, envying the bravery of Gryffindor. "You're lucky to be Gryffindor," she stated. "Must be nice to be so brave, to just go out and not be afraid of anything." She let out a soft sigh. "Maybe... maybe you can help me? Just stay with me while I ask Buttermere for the time?" she asked, her eyes hopeful as she reached out and gently touched his arm.
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Ryan watched the orginized chaos of the hufflepuff table. Everyone used their mannors, and asked for what they needed. Unlike the other tables there were no real signs of PDA or open affection. As he had made it rather apparent that it wouldn't happen at his table. He wouldn't allow it, and the other members had quickly learned that what he didn't allow was usually for the best. He was quick to enforce rules he liked, and as he took his seat he payed only a little attention to his sister, that was until she started to fall.
At first Ryan attempted to move, but already being seated it was clear from the outset that He wasn't going to be able to catch his sister, instead however another boy did. Ryan's blood ran cold for a moment, his glasses hazing over for a moment to hide the look of anger in his eyes as she was touched by another boy. A wave of some kind of envious anger washed over the male twin as she seemed to blush from the contact with a snake. As soon as he caught the eye of his twin he gestured for her to take the seat next to him. and send the boy far away. He wanted nothing more from the slytherin boy.
Ryan wasn't usually the type who got openly emotional, but Regan was his sister, his younger twin who had always been by her side, and there was an odd sense that he would rather see her hit the ground hard and be hurt than have her be saved by someone who wasn't him. It was selfish, and went against the persona that he let others see of the helpful student, and the keeper of the law, but when it came to Regan he was warry of her. He would never trust anyone else to be around her for very long. "I'm glad you caught her, but could you run along to your table now, I need to speak with my sister. Prefect matters you understand right." He said to the Slytherin boy while also still managing to do nothing more but stair daggers into the boy's skin. He wondered how long he would have to glare before the boy simply burst into flames.
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"Ah right ms buttermere." Markus let out a long sigh, remembering all that had happened yesterday with the deffense against the dark arts teacher. How she had clearly gone insane with power, and needed to be dealt with accordingly. At the same time while she may have been a prefect he had no idea if the teacher would react anywhere near the same way she had with Simon. With Buttermere it was honestly hard to tell how she would react especially after yesterday and how that had turned out.
"Well if it was Archer who set you on the task then you really shouldn't dilly dally, That guy hates people who lag behind." He said lightly scratching his head and feeling kind of awkward. He was actually doing it! He was actually holding a conversation with Winnifred Weatherwax! It was something like a bit of a dream come true, and while he felt awkward and couldn't help but feel a light blush across his features he walked with her, every now and then glancing up from the ground to look at her. He found himself grasping onto every word she was speaking and walking with her dispite not giving a reply to her question about joining her. It was pretty clear that no one was going to dissuade him from walking with her.
When she touched his arm however his ears burned and his spine straitened there was a physical jump to his step. "YeahIcandothat!" He said his words all trying to escape his mouth at once, creating a quick mix of things he said. Coming back down to earth he let out a long sigh. "In truth though it might be better for you to ask forgiveness rather than permission if your task is really important. I find that often having a good reason to do something, and doing it, is easier then simply going out of your way to ask if you can do something... ifthatmakesanysense."
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A wave of heat washed over Reagan as she walked away from the Slytherin and over toward Ryan, anxious to be near him once more. She could feel her insides fluttering just a bit as her eyes connected with those of her twin's, causing her cheeks to flush a deeper shade of crimson than they already were. It wasn't often she got to see him show this side in public, that protective side. But she liked it, if she had to actually admit such things. It made her feel special, like she mattered above and beyond everyone else in a crowded room. As she took her seat at the Hufflepuff table, she flicked her black hair over her shoulder and just glanced up at the chivalrous Slytherin, his face one of quizzical concern. She smirked inwardly, shrugging it off and paying it no mind as her focus and attention immediately went entirely to Ryan. Another wave of heat consumed her, her hand reaching for his arm as he protectively waved off the confused boy, all but demanding he leave.
It was almost comical watching the Slytherin as he nodded his acknowledgment, seeming to understand that this just wasn't the time to choose a battle. Reagan knew he'd clearly lose. He just wasn't a match for Ryan, not when he was this way. Her smile broadened and she let her hand slide onto his leg underneath the table in approval. The Slytherin let out a sigh just then and shrugged, but before leaving he placed a hand upon Reagan's shoulder causing her to turn her head just a bit.
Turning back toward Ryan, Reagn smiled, her body relaxing slightly. She let her one hand fall away from his leg while the other began reaching for food. "And he's gone now," she started. "Good thing he listened."
Meanwhile, in the corridors, Winnie couldn't help but giggle a little as Markus told her he'd go with her to see Professor Buttermere. It made the terrifying trek that much more bearable not to mention she could continue her little game in pretending that perhaps there was something more between them and he was helping her for those reasons rather than out of kindness and Gryffindor bravery. It was a nice thought, even if it was a fleeting one that wouldn't last after the task was completed.
Winnie nodded and smiled, her one hand pushing at her glasses. "That does make sense actually," she said. "See, I'm glad you're coming along!" Her smile broadened and she touched Markus' arm once again. "I wouldn't have thought to do that if not for you," she then admitted. "Interacting with people just isn't my specialty, though it should be as a prefect."
A sigh rolled off Winnie's lips and she hunched forward feeling small and dejected, a failure. Ryan had been right to stop her earlier and speak so plainly to her as he had. The criticisms he'd had to say were helpful, ones she could stand to learn from. She was glad he'd spoken up and taken the time to warn and remind her of her actions or lack thereof. As she continued to walk along with Markus, she knew she'd have to thank him later.
"You know..." Winnie suddenly said as she and Markus ever approached Buttermere's office, the room not too far off. "You seem to have a good head on your shoulders. Maybe..." her voice trailed and her cheeks reddened. "Maybe if Buttermere is okay with things, you can help me. That is... that is if you want to and are able." She bit down on her lower lip. "I don't know what your schedule is like."
Winnie couldn't believe she was asking Markus for help. But it seemed like a good idea. Part of her wanted to continue this fanciful game she'd conjured up in her head and another part was just enjoying his company. There was still another part that somehow knew he could be helpful. Though they hadn't seen Buttermere yet, his advice seemed rather sound and he was boosting her confidence. Not many could do that outside of academics.
"But if you don't want to, it's all right," Winnie went on. "I'll understand." She gave Markus a smile and suddenly came to a halt. Looking up, she saw that they were in front of Buttermere's office.
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Ryan's glare only deepened as Regan was touched, for a moment his hand lingured on his wand, as if he was asking for a reason to curse his sisters attacker, and that was what this slytherin boy was in his mind, an attacker, and a moron who was daring to try and touch his sister. However as the moment passed it became clear that it was not necessary to undertake the final step in crushing this boy. He was still very clearly tense as his sister departed from the boy and came to sit down next to him as she should have.
Ryan couldn't help but set his jaw into stone at the moment. He felt his sisters hand on his leg, and that brought with it a sense of the familial and an off comfort that only his twin could ever provide him. It was an odd sense of safety and as she leaned against him he let out a long sigh. He couldn't agree more that it was a good thing that the slytherin had read into the cues properly and ran off back to his table too eat alone. No one else was trust worthy enough to take his sister away from him, at least no one that he had ever met anyway. For once he was oddly happy to have his sisters normally oppressive behavior focused upon him, as it reminded him that he wasn't alone in these... odd feelings.
"I can't agree more." Ryan said lightly happy that the other was gone, gathering his food he started to eat, looking around at the hufflepuff table. Years ago they had gotten odd looks and whispers thanks to his sisters behavior. When they had first started in the school many people had called their behavior weird in the way that they tended to gravitate towards one another. However nowadays no one even noticed it anymore. There was usually a curious first year, but most had accepted that the prefect pair were basically off limits.
"Next time you should be more careful." He said calmly. Though it was clear where he placed the blame for his sister being touched. She had been the one who had tripped and fallen over, which was an unfortunate truth at the moment.
Markus wasn't always the smartest when it came to the matters of a person in need, however seeing Winnie hunch over as if she had just seen a person being beaten up, it was pretty obvious something was really bugging her. Which only made him focus on what that could possibly have been the cause of her negative feelings. He was about to ask if he was the cause when she said something that actually surprised him.
"For you my schedule is always open." Markus spoke lightly having a small moment of clarity. enjoying something akin to responsibility. Usually he wasn't called on all that much. She seemed to want him around, which was refreshing, and somewhat elating, and he would honestly rather have nothing more than working along side Winnie. He gave her a kind smile, as they walked up to the office. She seemed rather adamant about talking with the teacher first though he still advised against it.
Looking at the office door, he swallowed lightly. "You really don't have to go in you know. I mean... you heard about what happened to that slytherin student yesterday right?" He said reminding her of the situation that happened with Simon Mycroft, and buttermere. "You can just come back after class and explain your actions then." He bit his lip slightly afraid of how this new teacher would react. Either way was probably worse then the other, but at the same time this particular teacher was a nutcase, and not one he wanted to trust.
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Reagan smiled brightly and began to eat her breakfast, the ominous cloud that had been looming due to the Slytherin's presence lifting somewhat. She could see the boy staring over at herat themfrom across the way, but she made light of it. Let him stare, she figured as she went on about her daily business, ready to eat and face the day with Ryan by her side. She had to admit, she had no idea how others managed not having a twin. Without realizing it, she edged closer to her brother, her thigh brushing against his as her thoughts lingered on how nice it was to have that special someone since birth, that one where bonds stood the test of time and then some.
Shaking her head, Reagan knew the Slytherin was out of his league even broaching the thought. The very idea? It was laughable. No one could ever come close to replacing that one who'd always been with her since the beginning, the only one she trusted.
"He's staring," Reagan whispered before taking a bite. After she swallowed down her food, she reached for her glass, which had filled with pumpkin juice. "But I don't think he will bother us again," she reassured. Glancing over at the Slytherin, she could see the look of both concession and dejection written all over his face. And it made her feel special as well as powerful. Smiling, she edged even closer to her brother. "So," she then said, her lips very close to Ryan's ear. "You told him you had to talk to me?" She tilted her head, her one hand gently touching his thigh again from underneath the table. "Just what was it we needed to discuss?" she asked.
Back in the corridors, both Winnie and Markus stood in front of Buttermere's office. Winnie gulped as she stared at the door, her green eyes blinking furiously as she began to fidget with her hands. She looked over at Markus and bit down on her lip, her nerves bubbling up as she tried to decide what to do.
"You... you think it's best to just go ahead and come back later and apologize?" Winnie asked, trying to rationalize things out loud. "M-maybe Archer will give me a pass. You think he'd do that?" She hoped Markus would give her some reassurance.
Winnie had indeed heard rumors of what had occurred the day prior to Simon Mycroft. It had become known as the 'Legilemancy Incident' by some and the 'Brain Bruiser' by others. Again, she swallowed hard. The witch had a reputation for being quite skilled with the darker arts, a wonderful witch with a keen knack for hexes and counter-hexes. Truly she was an asset to the school. Some of the students already looked up to her, especially the younger ones. But the older students? There was an undercurrent of fear...
"Okay," Winnie stated. "We do it your way." Her voice sounded determined. "If she's as dangerous as you imply, then we'll just go on ahead. I'll get a pass and apologize for being absent later. No doubt an excuse from a distinguished faculty member will help." She let out a sigh and nodded, a small smile crossed her lips and she gently touched Markus' arm as a gesture of thanks.
On the other side of the door, Pandora stood there tapping her chin and clucking her tongue. She held her handled spectacles in one hand as she smoothed out her skirts with the other hand. "Pity, pity," she said softly. "Looks like one student will be absent." She giggled and walked to the back of the room and fetched a quill and some parchment. "Note that Winnifred Weatherwax will not be in Defense Against the Dark Arts today. Pity pity." At that the golden-haired witch merely frowned and set down the quill.
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Ryan felt every move his sister made. Her hot breath upon his skin made him feel an odd sense of satisfaction, and while he often upheld the societal rules he had to admit that having Regan's hand upon his thigh, and just feeling her lightly press against him was all a guilty pleasure of his. He enjoyed keeping her, he knew that his sister was a little obsessive but at the same time she did her best for him. She was the one person he could always trust to not only hold up to his standards but also work with them.
Ryan took a bite out of the food, chewing softly, his eyes glancing over to the slytherin that was still staring at his sister. He had to agree it was absolutely pathetic to watch, but at the same time filled him with a slight amount of rage. He moved one of his hands under the table, brushing against Regan's hand on his thigh, and placing it under the school uniforms skirt, brushing it along her bare thigh, and then clamping down on his sisters smooth skin, griping her hard, and crushing down on her leg with more then a little force. When he spoke it was into her ear, and in a light whispering tone.
"We have talked about this Regan, not in public. As much as I enjoy your affections I won't risk my public image, we are prefects now." His tone was rather cold but his mouth was still against her ear. "And secondly, if you are going to risk being seen." He moved his hand all the way up her skirt, his hand brushing against her underwear, and touching her under the table. "don't be a tease about it." He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek as a small display of 'brotherly love.' then let out a small cough having taken enough risks for a moment. His fee hand grabbing a drink and taking it down.
"Today is gonna be a long one, The other houses are setting a bad example of what students our year are currently capable of. They are acting like horny rabbits, and it's not even spring yet. Hufflepuff needs to set an example." He said loudly addressing the entire table. "I'm not telling you all to keep it in your pants, but keep it too the shadows! If I hear any students from my house are in the positions of slytherin and ravenclaw, then I will deal with it harshly. We are students in a school so lets act like it, and have a 'safe' year." All the while under the table his hand continued to crush down on his sisters smooth thigh, leaving red marks along her soft sensitive skin in a place none would really be able to see.
Markus smiled and nodded, in his experience it always made sense to ask forgiveness first, and this time there was even a good reason they were cutting class. He could only guess that with Archer's approval they would have to accept that. It wasn't like they were cutting class to go fuck.. unlike two people from yesterday. He let out a long sigh, no Markus wasn't nearly as lucky as that, however he did get to spend the morning helping not only a prefect while cutting class, but also the person he has always had a crush on.
"So what is it you need to help archer with any way." He said turning away from the door and paying it no more attention. This issue was sorted for the moment. They would return later when they had the note from Archer. And he himself would need to go talk to the potions master as he was inevitably cutting out on his class to help the young woman. Not that he really cared about potions to start with. There was nothing fun about weighing ingredients, and memorizing what everything was for. Rather it was all just an odd form of math that was rather over taxing and kind of confusing.
Markus was a much better lock breaker, and maker then a student. His charms were second to none, and that was just the way of it. He had a talent for the subtle dextrous movements of the hands and fingers that charms took too make. It made him rather useful when trying to get into places he really shouldn't be, but also got him in a lot of trouble. He sighed lightly, wondering which task Winnie was working on. "So are you going out somewhere to find an ingrediant? Going into town maybe? hogsmeade?"
He had no idea what task would keep a prefect out of class, only that they did some times act as a teachers aid. So what ever it was that Him and Winnie were doing for Archer it was probably for class. At least that was his assumption. For now he didn't really know what they were doing except following the ravenclaw prefects lead. He didn't know where they were going after all. "And really following along with you is no problem at all." He said lightly waving happily.
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Immediately Reagan's breath hitched, catching in her throat and causing her to gasp so softly that she was certain only Ryan was able to hear it. Her hand that had been resting gently upon his thigh suddenly moved and was gripping the edge of her seat, her knuckles turning white as she held onto it. She bit down on her lower lip when a tiny whimper threatened to escape her, something she had to stifle if she was to uphold the image her brother firmly believed was for the best. After all, what he wanted... she wanted. And Ryan always wanted what was best.
Reagan's breaths started to come easier, though her heart was pounding hard beneath her breasts. She was well aware of her twin's hand on her thigh, his palm hot against her bare skin as he squeezed and pressed, fingers sliding ever upward. The pain was exhilarating, letting her know she was alive, that everything was vibrant and real. Her blue eyes glistened before fluttering shut as she listened to his words, his breath hot against her ear. She shivered, though she tried to hide it. But it was impossible.
Slowly, Reagan felt Ryan's hand move further up her thigh, his fingers brushing against her sexthough the material of her panties barred the waycausing a tiny tingling jolt of pleasure to course through her. Without a thought, her legs spread, her hips tilted. It was an automatic reaction to his touch, one that triggered the craving. She sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes fluttering shut as she focused on his voice. The moment she did, she felt his hand bear down, the pain increasing as he squeezed harder, more forcefully.
Reagan had to stifle the smile as her head began to swim, her breaths coming shorter as sensations overwhelmed her to the core. By the time Ryan finished his speech, she was practically panting, breathless as she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "Well said," she stated. "This is why they look up to you." Her face flushed a deep shade of red. "It's why you're so respected and why I admire you so." She blushed even more and let out a soft sigh.
Back in the corridors, Winnie grabbed a hold of Markus' sleeve and dragged him away from Buttermere's office door. She swallowed hard and bit down on her lower lip as she led him further and further away.
"First thing first," Winnie said plainly. "We need to go to Ravenclaw dorms and check out some things there." Her face contorted a little as she thought about what she needed to do. "We need to search through someone's things to see if they have something. A vial." She sighed exasperatedly. "It's rather small and might not even be there, but it's a start," she said.
Winnie led the way toward the Astronomy Tower and the staircase that led up to the Ravenclaw dorms. She said the password and gestured that Markus join her in the common room.
"The stairs up into the girl's room is over this way," Winnie stated, pointing toward the stone steps leading further upward. "Rumor has it that Andromeda Sheppley might have been involved. So, we'll have to check her things first. Then, we can go up into the boys' dorms as well." She looked at Markus with a sheepish expression, her cheeks pink. "It's not much, but it's a start at least," she admitted. "Besides, it's the best lead I have right now." Touching his arm, she smiled. "I'm just glad you're helping me. I'm sure it'll make this easier and give me courage to get that pass from Archer later on." She giggled softly and pushed her glasses up her nose. "No doubt I'll need it," she stated.
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Ryan could hear the short breaths of his sister all too well. He knew full well that his sister was probably loving the fact that he was squeesing down on her leg as he spoke. There was a certain thrill that came with being a hypocrite, but at the same time he wasn't lying. He had told the members of his house to keep their actions too the shadows, and his hand was under her skirt, well concealed by the shadows of her clothing and the table all around them. There was a twisted pleasure he gained in bending the rules and finding that special case where he could say one thing, and do another yet be completely justified in both.
There was also the fact that while he was hurting his sister, he knew full well that his sister loved every second of it. He could see that much from the blush on her face, and the pained sharp breaths. Regan was a little twisted like that, always enjoying her own little moments of pain, but then again he was the one who was providing that experience so really who was too blame in times like these?
As he ate breakfast he dug his nails lightly across her smoth flesh scratching her thigh. Seeing her panting he shook his head and finally pulled away from her, as he had given her more then enough for her mind to play with today. However he let out a coy smile. "I know exactly why all these people respect me." He said lightly, after he ate he got up from the table, and gave her a small knowing smile. Whispering under his breath so that only his sister could hear, "tomorrow leave those in the dorm." He said giving her a knowing nod and a half grin.
Walking out into the hall he let out a long sigh. "Come on now everyone get to class, I don't want anyone skipping." He yelled over the hussle of the other students, and left the great hall with his sister in toe.
Markus blinked entering the Ravenclaw tower. He was actually slightly astonished. This wasn't a place he was used to going, in fact he had never seen any of the other common rooms except for Gryffendors. The difference was actually rather staggering, there were bookshelves all around the tower, and the place looked like it was designed less with comfort in mind, and more like a study hall. blinking at the pristeen blue's and silver that made up the decor of the room he sighed taking in the air.
~It smelles like nerd~ Markus thought rather darkly.
However as he was dragged over to the staircase he stopped. In the gryffendor common room, the stairs were charmed to become a slide if a boy ever stepped foot on the girls staircase. It wasn't something that happened that happened all that often, but he had watched it happen to at least 1 boy during his time at hogwarts. and while he nodded at the fact that Winnie needed him, but he wasn't about to make that kind of mistake. "Uhm... is it safe?"
"In the gryffendor tower the girls staircase is cursed for when a boy steps onto them... How do I know these stairs aren't?" Godrick had done it becuase he didn't trust men to conserve a womans virtue. Rowena was a smart woman, she would have known that students no matter what would get down to the nasty, but surely she put some prevention measures on the stair cases. He let out a long sigh unsure if he should take that kind of risk. He certainly didn't want to be the first male to try it. Especially with Winnie already on the stair case, if he stepped on them and they turned to a slide then she would get hurt wouldn't she?
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Reagan had all she could do to eat breakfast with a straight face. Though she managed. Barely. After all, both she and Ryan had images to uphold and she wasn't about to destroy that by allowing herself to break form right there at the table. Not in front of so many. Still, it was difficult as she felt his hot hand against her thigh, his nails digging at her flesh. The sweet sting was almost unbearable, beckoning for her to call out his name. But, she didn't. She held onto her composure, her panties soaking as he touched her so discreetly as only one such as he could.
After breakfast was over and Reagan got up to follow Ryan out into the corridors, he leaned toward her, his lips grazing her ear. Immediately she felt a flash of heat consume her, that special flutter that only he could instill, as he told her that next time... she was to leave the panties behind.
As Reagan waited with Ryan, she watched several students begin to exit the Great Hall so that they could head to their first class. Among them she noticed Simon and Felicity, both being eyed by Kyle and Andie. She shook her head and sighed. Rivalries. Every year there was at least one, if not more.
Meanwhile in the Ravenclaw common room, Winnie blushed as she looked over at Markus. She knew about the unfair enchantments on the stairs leading up to the girls' dorms while the boys' dorms were left unprotected. It was a funny quirk that still remained despite the changing times. Though, as someone who'd never really had any reason to bring a boy up to her room, it hadn't been on the forefront of her mind. Plus, most of the other Ravenclaw boys had automatically just used spells to levitate themselves over the stairs to get around the silly enchantment. She had to wonder why those in Gryffindor hadn't thought to do such things. Then again, they were bold and brash and brave. She supposed it wasn't their way to ponder such things.
"They are enchanted," Winnie began, her cheeks reddening a little. She then decided to let the game she'd been playing continue, to take on a darker more torrid tone in her mind. If only Markus knew the sort of things she was pretending just to make herself feel better, more special... he'd probably run away thinking her silly and foolish. "But..." her voice trailed and she reached for her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa," she stated causing Markus to levitate for a moment and then she let him drop back down to the floor. "See. A simple levitation will do the trick." She gave him a smile. "That's what the others do. I... I figured everyone must do similarly."
Winnie averted her eyes and pushed at her glasses suddenly feeling rather small, like she'd offended or worse. She hoped Markus wasn't and that he'd stay with her and continue helping her on her search.
Looking back over at Markus, Winnie smiled sheepishly, her cheeks burning brightly. "Still want to come up with me?" she asked, hoping he would and her mind still playing at the game she'd conjured up the moment Markus agreed to tag along. "I promise you it isn't that bad," she stated. "Though I cannot vouch for Andromeda's things." Her smile broadened a little and she giggled a genuine giggle, breaking the tensionat least for herselfa little bit, making her feel a bit more at ease.
Winnie bit down on her lip and put her wand away. She headed for the stairs and hoped that Markus would join her on the trek up.
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"You have to ask?" Markus said still happy to be along on this trip. There was something that Winnie wasn't telling him that was rather certain, but he wasn't sure what it was. He wasn't exactly a mind reader, still he was with the person he had a crush on, and they even seemed to be getting along. He swallowed lightly, maybe if this went well then he could actually ask her out after a while?. It didn't seem impossible to him that it could happen. When she let out her giggle however his own laugh joined her lightly. It was rather cute to hear the Prefect giggle.
Markus felt his body be lifted up, and blinked. He had never actually thought about using the levitation charm before to overcome the fact that students couldn't step foot on the stairs. He would have thought something like a broom would have been better suited, but then again if you had someone willing to cast the charm then why not. For Markus that was as simple as a flick of the wrist and he was back up in the air. Though he had to wonder why Winnie was blushing. He followed along side her feeling like an oversize Balloon for a moment as he floated along using his wand to guide himself up the stair case.
When they finally got inside he set himself down, and let out a long sigh. "It's not all that different from the boys dorm in gryffendor." He said lightly looking around at the room. Honestly he wasn't against rummaging through a woman's things, Andie wasn't really a person he had ever really interacted with, but he had heard a few stories about the pure blood. She seemed to have a reputation for not being the nicest person around. Still why a prefect would need to find a vial inside another house members stuff, was rather interesting to think about. When it came down too it, it meant that this girl had stolen something from their potions master.
Setting himself down on the ground he put his wand away and let out a small sigh of relief. It really was as simple as a floating charm? why had no one in gryffendor actually thought of that before? The answer was simple of course it wasn't in their personalities to take an easy way out like that. "Okay so now that we are in here... now what?" He said lightly looking around the room. He was basically inside the forbidden holy land. Every male student had at some point wanted to get into the girls dorm, and spy on things. Now that he was actually standing here however... it was kind of lame. There were no girls in underwear, or pillow fights, rather it was just as military and foreign as the boys dorm. Beds stacked side to side one bunk each, with the chest and closet for clothing and items. It was in the end just a dorm, and he couldn't help but hide a little disappointment. Especially since he was here with a girl. "So which one is Andromeda's stuff in?"
Simon walked in line with Felicity, he fully intended on walking her to class, however something crossed his mind, as they walked the length of the hallway to the great set of shifting staircases to go to their classes. He held her hand as he walked, but as they left the great hall he paused for a moment stopping, and thus halting Felicity at the same time. Biting his lip for a moment he glanced about the hallway, and then deviated from what would have been their normally schedualed walk. Turning away from the great hall and going the opposite direction that they should have been. "Follow me."
Simon didn't speak, rather this idea was completely on the whim of what had happened over the last two days. Not speaking he pulled Felicity aside and kissed her lips, waiting for more of the crowed to dissipate and move on. He was also hoping that the harder he kissed Felicity the less protesting to the sudden change of plans she would make. Yesterday had been more then annoying considering how the two of them had ended up fairing, and then the fact that they hadn't been left alone for a second. However as the saying went the new day was full of new opportunities.
His hand lightly pressed on Felicity's shoulder pushing her against a wall, while at the same time kissing her lips heavily, his teeth lightly biting down on her lower lips as he hoped to squelch any chance she had of protesting. He knew how important it was to Felicity to go to class, and if she said those words, then he knew that he would have no choice but to take her to them. The wall he had pressed her against however was rather strategic, as his goal was only a few feet away from them. The thought had been sparked by something that Irie had said the day before.
~It's called the first floor girls bathroom.~
Swallowing lightly the crowed had passed, and he thought they had even managed to loose Andie and Kyle in all the people leaving for their first class. The only sound now was the heavy beating of his heart beat, and oddly enough the sound of crying coming from the bathroom they were just outside of. "Want to try again?"
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Winnie's cheeks reddened as she looked over at Markus. He seemed to be glancing about, unimpressed by his surroundings. Letting out a soft sigh, she then gestured toward the one and only unmade bed of the bunch. Andie truly was unique among Ravenclaw. A clever witch to be certain, but in many ways, Winnie often wondered if the red head would be better suited for Slytherin. She had goals and ambition and there wasn't anyone she wouldn't step on to obtain them. In other words, the witch would hex you without thought if it meant climbing the proverbial social ladder and firming up a spot among the social elite.
It was despicable.
"Like I said," Winnie reminded. "We're looking for a vial. Archer mentioned that he was missing some Greyroot Juice. So it should be labeled that," she added with a slight nod, her mousy blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she knelt down on the floor in front of Andie's things.
For a brief moment, Winnie sat there and stared at Andie's trunk. She was hesitant to open the thing, feeling a bit guilty that she was about to invade a fellow student's privacy. She knew it was imperative to do so, that it was for the good of the school. But it didn't make doing so any easier. Biting down on her lower lip, she reached for the latch that would allow for her to open the trunk, but the thing wouldn't budge. Instead it rattled and shook.
"Oh no," Winnie mumbled, her lips turning into a frown. "Locked." As she let her hands drop away, the lock glowed slightly, an indicator that not only was Andie's trunk locked, but enchanted.
Winnie let out a puff of air and slapped her hands against her lap in frustration. She could feel her eyes pricking with tears, the feeling of failure trying to consume and devour. She looked at Markus and giggled a little, a means to cover up the fact that she was about to lose it and cry.
"Don't suppose you're good at breaking locking charms?" Winnie asked. But who was she kidding? Locking charms tended to be complicated. Typically only the one who placed it could break it. It was just the way of things, especially at their level of magic. Of course, there were exceptions. There were some students who had the knack. But she certainly had never had the fortune of knowing any.
Meanwhile, in the corridors, Felicity was happy to be walking with Simon, her hand firmly placed in his. Though she was tired thanks to Peeves' serenade and the lingering effects of the potion she'd consumed during class, she regretted nothing. All of it had gotten her and Simon even closer and because of that, she wouldn't change a thing about what had happened.
Felicity yawned a little, giggling slightly as she followed along with Simon, ready to head to class. As he led her along, he suddenly took a turn causing her to arch a brow. She figured he must have good reason for the minor deviation in course, though if they weren't careful, they'd both be late. However, because she was happy to be with him, to have that bit of time, she gave him a smile and followed, not questioning his reasons for going a different way than normal.
Just then, before Felicity had a chance to say anything, Simon's lips were pressed against hers, crushing them with their warmth, their heat. Immediately, her mind began to spin as a flood of sensations beginning to overwhelm her. She could feel that strange tinglethe same one she'd felt back in the Hospital Wingand let out a small whimper. Just what was Simon thinking as he did this to her? Did he not know that they had class in a matter of moments? In vain, she pushed against him, but her attempt was half-hearted. Everything felt so good, so right. Another whimper escaped her, a mix of protest and longing. Oh, it was so unfair! She wanted more... but there was class!
So much heat rushed over Felicity's skin, her heart pounding harder, faster the longer Simon kissed her. Her cheeks burned red, her breath catching as she suddenly gasped the moment she felt his teeth graze her lips. She was aroused, her knees trembling as she stood there before him in a daze.
"I... I..." Felicity stammered though breathless pants just nodding her consent to Simon's question. Her steely eyes were glazed over, staring off at nothing in particular. "But class..." she then mumbledclearly an after thoughtas her eyes flitted back to look into Simon's emerald eyes. Her cheeks were bright red as she looked at him, but she made no attempt to move and all the while she continued her nodding. "You know you're a terrible influence," she said. "Right?" At that, she gave him a shy smile, her blush deepening as she bit down on her lower lip.
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Markus was quick to pull out his wand. Stepping up along side Winnie he smiled brightly when she asked if he was any good with locking enchantments. It was really one of his best skills. Charms and enchantments were good for him, however at the end of the day his real calling was in magical lock making. "My father makes magical locks actually." He said lightly stepping forward.
He took a hard look at Andie's trunk and sure enough he was quick to pin down exactly which locking charm this was. He bit his lower lip for a second, as he took out his wand, Movements for unlocking charms like these were difficult, and it took him a moment to actually gather enough concentration that the enchantment faded, and a moment latter the lock click opened, unlocking and falling off the trunk.
Markus brushed a hand over his forehead feeling a small layer of sweat having formed, and let out a long sigh. "One lock broken as to your request. Don't worry I am pretty sure I can put the charm back on it before we go." He said lightly, but moving out of the way. As excited and happy that he was that he actually managed to make himself look cool, and as proud as he was for actually breaking a locking spell the last thing he really wanted to do was fish through a girls belongings. There were some lines men just shouldn't cross, and the only reason he had actually accepted to break that lock in the first place was because it had been Winnie that asked him to do it.
"Enchantments and charms are kind of my thing, stuff like this, it's all in the wrist really. It's hard to explain, but it's really the only talent I have. I'm just glad it's a useful one." He said lightly. It was certainly difficult to remove a locking enchantment placed by someone else, but it wasn't impossible. Andie's lock wasn't really the best he had ever seen, but it wasn't the worst either. If given the chance he would have wanted to ask where she learned to actually do stuff like this.
Back in the hall Simon's 'plan' had seemed to work. Felicities face was once again blushing adorably. Simon held her to a wall as he gave a rather coy smile. He knew full well that the ravenclaw had probably never skipped a class a day in her life, and yet here he was, holding her too a wall to the point where she could only call him a bad influence. It was something that made him smile. "Well I certainly won't deny it."
Simons hands slid under Felicities skirt for a moment, his thumbs hooking around her panties. They were still out in the hall, but as he looked around he didn't see anyone who was watching. Slowly he slid them down her legs, his body moving down slowly, and his thumbs dragging against the sensitive skin of her legs for a moment. As he knelt down his eyes cleverly looked up her skirt, and he gave a rather small blushing smile. Taking off her panties he quickly palmed them, and as if performing some kind of magic trick they disappeared. Simon held open both hands to show that he was no longer holding them. even moving his sleeves too show her that they were gone.
"Like magic." He said with a small happy tone, "and if you want them back..." He gave a small wink, and started to walk over to the girls bathroom jesturing for Felicity to follow him. Everyone was bound to be in class, and the only person they would have to deal with was moaning myrtle. He rolled his eyes, at the sound of crying as they entered the room. They had done a lot more in front of peeves, which had been stupid, so with myrtle... aside from the sounds she made he honestly didn't care about the girl.
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Winnie watched in awe as Markus set to work on the lock, his face showing great focus and concentration while his wand seemed to be gripped firmly in his hand. She wondered how it was he came to know so much about such things. Whether it was first hand experience at breaking rules or some other thing that gave him the knowledge. Regardless, it proved useful given the situation, so she was more than grateful and more than impressed. A tiny smile tugged on the corners of her lips as she watched, her body leaning in a bit closer to get a better glimpse. She had to admit, it was rather amazing to watch the Gryffindor work, the magic weaving throughout the lock until it finally opened with a click and fell to the floor with a thud.
Immediately, Winnie gasped, her body jumping a little at the sound of the lock falling. She smiled and looked at Markus. "I'm impressed," she admitted softly before he explained how such things were his specialty. "And I'm sure you have other talents," she added.
Winnie's cheeks reddened a bit as she turned toward the trunk, realizing how her words could possibly have come off. But she didn't bother amending them. She was still playing her game in her mind and she didn't want it to end just yet since it was nice to pretend that she could be special. Instead, she just swallowed hard and carried on. After all, they had a mission and that was to find the missing vial. Biting down on her lower lip, she dared to reach her hand into Andie's trunk and start moving things about. On top were some books, but underneath...
"Oh... my..." Winnie whispered as her hands held up what she figured must be a pair of one of Andie's pantiesif they could even be called that. "I... umm..." she stammered, dropping the black lacy thing back into the trunk. "That's not a vial," she squeaked. Her cheeks reddened more as she pushed the lingerie aside and there was plenty of it in blacks, purples and pinks. Just what kind of collection did this girl have? Apparently she had enough for an entire year! Giving Markus an embarrassed smile, she continued to rummage hoping to high and holy Merlin that she'd find the vial and not some other embarrassing piece of clothing.
Meanwhile, in the corridors, Felicity looked up at Simon with glistening eyes and reddened cheeks. She bit down on her lip as his hands slid down her body, the heat making her shiver slightly. He then reached up underneath her skirt, a coy smirk playing on his lips. Swallowing hard, she clamped her eyes shut in anticipation of what it was he was about to do, her breaths coming short and ragged. "A very terrible influence," she murmured.
Felicity could feel her panties suddenly sliding down her thighs, then down her legs. Without even realizing it, she just complied and stepped out of them, allowing him to remove them all together. She felt so exposed and vulnerable knowing that she had nothing on now underneath her skirt. But the only one who knew... Simon. Just Simon. She gasped as she watched him make them disappear. To where? She had no idea, an unfair trick to say the least! And oh how it made her knees wobble!
Simon was definitely toying with her. Felicity knew as much as she watched him walk away, gesturing that she follow him into the nearby girls' bathroom. She could hear Moaning Myrtle as she went after him, her cries muffled, but still rather loud even in the corridors. When she entered, the cries were even louder, but the ghost seemed occupied in one of the lavatory stalls at the moment.
Felicity bit down on her lip glancing about just in case. After what had happened in the Hospital Wing, she was nervous. No one seemed to be about and Peeves wouldn't enter with Moaning Myrtle wailing on and on. Besides, the bathroom was her domain anyway. Myrtle was rather possessive for ghost-girl who'd died at the age of fifteen.
"So," Felicity said, her cheeks bright red, Myrtle wailing in the background. "Are you going to tell me what you did with them? Or..." Her voice trailed. "Is the plan to keep me this way for a little while?" She bit down on her lower lip, her blush deepening as she averted her gaze to stare at the floor.
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Markus gave a soft but not really mean spirited glare at her comment about having other talents. He didn't really know what she meant, and for some reason the words rang out in his head almost like the prefect was trying to tease him. Which was actually oddly enough something Markus didn't really mind. Winnie was actually the first person to ever really see or notice that he had a talent like this, and impressing her with it, was well worth the class he had missed. For once he was actually being useful, and that oddly made him feel better about his situation.
Markus couldn't help but giggle as he saw the black lace undies. Before he could even think really on the situation he cracked one of the worst things he could have possibly said in just about any situation. "I think they would look good on you." He said lightly looking at how embarrassed that her face was. From there he blushed hard, and fell into a short moment of silence. It seemed neither of them could really hold their own tongues once it came to one of them having an idea.
Markus let out a nervous cough, "Why not just use the summoning charm?" He said finally after a few moments of her searching through rather lacy things that he was almost certain would look better on the prefect than it would on someone like Andie. Who was a little too evil, and apparently easy. What did she expect to need a set of sexy panties to impress every single guy at Hogwarts. Actually now that he thought about it, that was actually on some level probably her plan. He didn't know much about her, but any girl with a collection like this was probably easy.
Markus found himself drifting slightly into a daydream, with Winnie just wearing the thin lace of these panties, modeling them for him. At the same time the reality of the situation was that Winnie was a prefect. he doubted there was a slytherin alive who could convince her to do anything like steal sexy underwear from a member of her house and wear it for an almost complete stranger. Even if that stranger had been your stalker for five years.... actually his blush deepened slightly as he realized that last thought only made things worse.
Down in the washroom Simon couldn't help but tease Felicity. After all she was at her cutest when she was blushing a deep color of red, and really it was well worth what ever price he was going to have to pay down the line. There was no doubt about it. Simon wasn't doing any of this to be cruel, and he knew Felicity knew that much about him to keep things separate in her head. Though they hadn't said it, there was a strong connection between the two now, and it was an enjoyable thing they had encountered. "What would I get out of just giving them back to you, and besides if I did that then I couldn't do this."
As he spoke he once again pulled Felicity closer, his lips pressing against hers in a heated, quick kiss. his tongue pressing entrance into her mouth, and enjoying every second of the close contact he had with Felicity. He had grown bold from yesterday which honestly may not be the smartest thing he could have grown. His hand slid under her skirt grabbing her bare ass and pushing her closer to his body, while his leg slid between her legs and brushed the course fabric of her skirt against her bare sex.
Pulling apart, simon had once again hooked his thumbs around a piece of her clothing only this time it was her skirt, which he pulled on, and pushed down to the ground. This time however there was no magic trick, instead he bent down lower, kissing her shirt as he went down, till once again he was kneeling only this time it was in front of her bare and exposed pussy, before he kissed it, and his hands moved to her thighs, holding her in place, and pushing her against a stall door as he started to lick her pussy.
It was clear from his motions that he honestly didn't really know what he was doing, but he was trying his best. Licking her virgin sex, his tongue carressed her folds for a moment, and even when the crying in the room stopped, and a curious ghost seemed to poke her head out of a stall his tongue didn't stop.
"What are you doing!" Myrtle was in hysterics. Things like this happened in her bathroom maybe once or twice a year, but she never liked it. After all she was a territorial spirit, and thinking about something like this happening in her washroom was difficult to accept. "Perverts!" She wailed, and yet still watching.
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Markus' comment hadn't gone unnoticed by Winnie as she'd held up the pair of panties. Then, it was hard not to notice something like that when there was only one other person with you and everything was oh so quiet. She bit down on her lower lip, the game in her head taking a darker turn. She glanced over at Markus and smiled shyly, feeling so uncertain, yet strangely good. It was odd. A part of her wondered if some girls would've been offended by a boy saying such a thing to them so boldly like that, without a thought or care. But, she couldn't help but feel warm inside, the heat sweeping over her and making her skin flush a deeper shade of red.
"Thanks," Winnie mumbled very softly, the corner of her lips quirking up into the tiniest of smiles.
Winnie continued to rummage through Andie's trunk, her hands pushing the lingerie aside, causing things to move this way and that, leaving the trunk in complete disarray. As she looked at everything, she had to wonder about the red-head, though she also had to admit that she wished she was daring enough to wear some of the items she was seeingespecially the one pair that Markus seemed to favor.
After a while, Winnie was about to give up. At this rate, she'd have to tear apart the entire girls' dorm and then perhaps the boys' dorm. And such a task would take forever. But then Markus mentioned the summoning charm! She pushed at her glasses and sucked in a sharp breath.
"Markus! That's brilliant!" Winnie exclaimed, her hand reached out to touch his arm and her face lit up with a smile. Immediately, she took out her wand. "Accio vial of Greyroot Juice," she said.
Within moments there was a slight stir coming from Andie's bed something rolled out from underneath the pillow.
"Look!" Winnie shouted happily. The vial flew from the bed and right into her hand, the thing was empty. She looked over at Markus, her face beaming. "I knew it was right to bring you along," she said and she leaned toward him and gave him a kiss on the cheek, the boldest thing she ever dared to do in her life, but the adrenaline and emotional high at having succeeded in retrieving the vial had caused her spirits to rise. Nothing could ruin this day.
After Winnie pulled back, she realized what she'd done and suddenly bit down on her lip. She'd crossed the line in regards to the game in her head and she wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing. Suddenly a wave of confusion washed over her, but she tried her best to hide it.
"I..." Winnie stammered, unsure if she should apologize, especially since she didn't entirely want to. She hadn't been sorry for kissing Markus on the cheek. "Well, I suppose I ought to clean up the mess I made of Andie's trunk," she said with a nervous giggle. At that, she went to work straightening things back up so that when she was done Markus could lock it back up once more. As she did so, she glanced over at Markus and when it seemed like he wasn't paying attention, she stuffed the one pair of black lacy panties he seemed to favor in one of the deep pockets of her robes, even though she figured he'd never see her in them. The idea of wearing them for him... Somehow, it made her feel special and like she could continue playing her game even if it had ended.
Down in the first floor girls' bathroom, Moaning Myrtle was less than happy. She scowled at both Simon and Felicity as they clearly up to no good in her bathroom. "You perverts!" she shouted. "Getting it on in my bathroom, are we?" she asked. "Having a little fun?" The ghost whirled around in her ethereal form about the two, wailing and moaning, her face contorted as she watched. "No one ever wants fun with me... poor, wibbling, moaning, Myrtle."
Myrtle's wails grew louder and she flew about the room.
Felicity's eyes grew wide. Part of it was due to what Simon was doing as his tongue lavished new sensations upon her body and another at Myrtle's shrieking and reactions. Her hands reached down as she touched Simon's head, fingers running through his hair and gently tugging on it as he worked her up. She couldn't help but gasp as her legs began to shake, her body reacting as his tongue licked and tasted.
"Oh but you're doing it all wrong," Myrtle went on flying down to be beside Simon, sniffling and hiccupping through tears. "Lick her there. She'll like that," she said. "For a pervert, you don't know very much." Again, she cried and whirled about the room.
Felicity just closed her eyes trying not to pay Myrtle any mind. She was too fixed on what Simon's tongue was doing. Never had she felt anything so good. Her hips began to buck a little, the want for more growing into an urgent sense of need. Just what was he doing and how? And oh she didn't want him to stop.
"A little selfish aren't we?" Myrtle then said flying down next to Felicity. "Tsk tsk, I could show you, if you like," she then suggested looking with a giggle, her eyes fixing upon Simon.
Immediately, Felicity's eyes snapped open, her jaw dropping wide open. "N-no," she said breathily, a whimper suddenly escaping her. "You can watch, but... no..."
Myrtle pouted. "It's always, 'you can watch, Myrtle,'" she cried, her moans growing louder by the second. "Watch, but not touch! Hmph!" At that, she flew up to the top of the room and began to cry, but her eyes remained fixed on the two as they continued to have their fun.
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Markus gave a small sigh of relief hearing her say thanks. He had thought for sure that he had crossed some kind of line, however the rest happened so quickly, that he wasn't even sure that it actually happened. One moment they found the greyroot juice, and the next he had felt Winnie kiss him on the cheek. His hand went to his face for a moment unsure if anything had really happened, but sure enough he felt the dampness her lips had left on his cheek, and he felt bewildered. for a moment it didn't seem to make sense.
Markus had never actually pictured himself getting the girl, and yet she had just kissed him, and now that she was packing things up, he honestly didn't know what he was doing. It was less a sense of happiness and more along the lines of a sense of panic. Though he didn't think anything could have made him more happy then what was going on right now he could only really feel how his heart was beating inside his chest. It pounded through his head and ears. He didn't think he could have been more happy then he was at the moment however right now that was less what he was focusing on.
Markus opened his mouth for a moment unsure of what to say or do. Should he return the kiss, grab her and pull her close, should he just lock up the chest and not speak. It was so sudden and overwhelming.
After a moment Markus reached up and grabbed Winnie's hand, His grip holding onto her rather tightly. He looked at her with rather focused eyes. "Would you..."
Markus took a deep breath, preparing himself for rejection that was sure in his mind to follow. "Go out with me some time." His eyes showed serious determination, it took a lot but he finally mustered up his courage. "I've.. well actually I've been hoping to ask you for a long time... I just never had a good chance or the courage to ask you till now."
Down in the female washroom Simon was getting himself more acuanted with the taste of Felicity's soft virgin pussy. His tongue was becoming more adept at moving around the smooth skin, and when Myrtle suggested a place to lick he gave a small shrug, and used two if his fingers to better spread the area, his tongue finding the small bulb of her clit as he licked where he was told.
All the while Felicity seemed to be loving every second of this, which only told Simon that he was doing a good job. He didn't mind the critiquing from the dead girl, after all he had never done anything like this before. He could feel Felicity's hips moving against his face. and in truth he loved every second of this contact. though hearing Felicity being called selfish, part of him agreed. after all he was the one on his knees and it wasn't like Felicity could do anything to him while his face was between her legs, then again she had never asked him to do this, and in truth the horny part of his brain was telling it didn't matter who was doing what, after all he was loving the taste.
Moving back for a moment he looked up at Felicity with wide, but happy eyes. "You taste rather good.... Wanna try?" as he spoke he pressed one of his fingers lightly inside her pussy, drawing out her sexual juices and then lifting his now wet finger so that she could lick it off if she wanted too. However before he went back to work on Felicity's body he shook his head at the thought of Myrtle joining them.
"Myrtle your a ghost, you couldn't do anything to my body even if you wanted too, you can't touch anything, and I don't even know if ghosts can take off their clothing." He said lightly, before returning to his actual job, his tongue once again returning to Felicities pussy, licking her clit, as his breath came in short heated pants which fell onto Felicities pussy. "Speaking of clothing." He looked up at Felciity who was still wearing a shirt and presumably bra underneath it.
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Winnie's head turned, her green eyes immediately locking onto where Markus had firmly grabbed a hold of her wrist. For a moment, she felt a wave of fear rush over her at the thought that the panties she'd swiped might fall out of her robe pocket and suddenly become noticed. Oh the embarrassment should he find out what she'd done! And what was more, if he realized that they were the very ones he mentioned would look good on her! The game would be over and she'd have to stop pretending. She'd have to let go of the tiny fantasy she conjured up in her head and drift back to the reality she truly lived in. How she wished she didn't have to. At that, her cheeks reddened and her face suddenly felt hot.
Biting down on her lip, Winnie looked into Markus' eyes, her tummy fluttering nervously that she was about to be found out for the silly girl she was. She could see the look of determination on his face, the way his eyes seemed to bore straight into her soul. Oh, he knew something all right! It was over now! All of it! She might as well give up the tiny charade in her mind and let it go while she still had some dignity left. But those panties... They were still in her pocket. And for the life of her, she couldn't let them go. She didn't want to.
Terrified, Winnie swallowed hard, fearing the worst...
Suddenly, Winnie tilted her head. Had she heard Markus correctly? Her eyes went wide and her lips moved into a small smile, which seemed to broaden with each passing second. "Y-yes," she answered, shocked and elated that the game in her head suddenly became a reality, her mind drifting to those panties hidden in her robes and how she couldn't wait to wear them because now, more than ever, she'd be wearing them just for him. "I definitely will." Smiling, she touched him with her free hand. "I... I'm glad you asked me." Blushing, she let out a tiny sigh and then quickly finished putting the rest of Andie's things back in the trunk.
Back in the first floor girls' bathroom, Felicity's mind was all but reeling. Simon was doing things to her body that she'd never felt before, causing her hips to buck wildly against his face. She could barely hear Myrtle as she wailed and carried on, though she wished the ghost would lay off and not insinuate wanting anything to do with her Simon. The very idea made her blood hot, though she wondered if it was Myrtle's way of getting back at them both for invading her territory.
"Ha! Look at you," Myrtle said. "I knew you were a pervert!" She flew down to be beside Simon. "I told you she'd like it right there," she giggled sweetly through sniffles.
Felicity gasped, her body writhing as her juices began to flow. She could feel her clit throbbing with each masterful flick of Simon's tongue against it, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Whimpering, she wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out. As it was, she was barely holding on. Just then, Simon stopped, his finger finding its way against her lips and then into her mouth. Her tongue swirled about his finger, licking it clean. She could taste her juices on him, juices that were a result of him getting her excited, heated and aroused. Instantly she blushed and whimpered louder, the thought that he could do this to her only exciting her more.
"Oh, see there!" Myrtle went on. "Now you've done it, you pervert! You've excited her more!" She let out a tiny cry and flew next to Felicity. "You can feel it can't you. You want him. You need him." More sniffles and wails. "But nobody ever wants poor moping, moaning Myrtle!" The ghost girl let out a shriek as she flew about the room several times finally coming back to Felicity's side. "Urge is strong, isn't it?" she went on. "Perverts. You want to be stretched! Admit it!" She eyed Simon, her own narrowing into slits. "Well?" she spat feeling slighted at being ignored.
Felicity's eyes were locked onto Simon's, her fingers deftly unbuttoning her blouse as Simon had suggested that she was wearing too much clothing. Her mind had gone blank and instinct and adrenaline were all that made her do anything now. The blouse fell away from her body revealing a simple white bra with a front clasp. Biting down on her lower lip, she undid it, the thing falling open and her tiny breasts exposed to Simon's full view.
"Look at her," Myrtle stated. "She wants it! I've never seen one quite so eager!" She let out another sniffle and then began to cry a little. "I never got my chance," she sulked. "I died before I got it on with Chester Biggins. Of course, he didn't even know I existed!" she exclaimed angrily.
Felicity looked at Simon and licked at her lips, her body exposed and so very aroused. Her breaths were short, her heart pounding hard.
"What are you waiting for?" Myrtle coaxed. "Give her what she wants. Let me see your snake," she giggled.
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Markus couldn't believe his ears, there was a moment where he thought that he was dying, and in all honesty that still seemed like a very real possibility. He never would have seen someone like Winnie actually accepting his offer, not in a million years, and yet she had just said the single most important words he could ever have wanted to hear. He released her hand and smiled hearing that she was glad that he had actually asked her.
He gave her a kind smile, and nodded. "I should have asked sooner." He said with a small slightly weak voice, but still got up, well contented with everything, he set the lock back up, taking his wand he restored the locking enchantment with any luck Andromeda would never even know her stuff had been searched through, and even if she did he would have to guess that she would never know who actually did it. It wasn't like either of them had stolen anything from her right? He shook his head if he hadn't lifted anything from her why on earth would Winnie?
Markus smiled getting too his feet, more then happy to hear that he had a chance with Winnie. Offering a hand for her to hold if she wanted it. He was growing more bold by the second, with the fact that he hadn't been rejected. He let out a small sigh content with all they had done. "So now lets go hit up Archer, and tell him we found his vial." He said lightly. They had completed the quest, and that meant all that was left was to go down and find the teacher down in the dungeons. Nothing bad could happen on their way to go see the teacher, and clearly nothing was going to ruin his good mood.
Walking with Winnie he had all but completely forgotten the enchantment on the staircase, which was an unfortinate case when he took his first step onto it, and the entire staircase suddenly twisted down into a slide.
Back at the first floor bathroom seeing Felicity's hips move so eagerly against his motions, and tasting how aroused Felicity's body was certainly helped with Simon's own arousal. He was hot and hard for a long moment just hearing Felicity panting was enough to settle his mood, he wanted her about as badly as he coult think to wanting someone. He bit his lips and stepped back. His eyes admiring Felicities nude body, and the way she had sucked on his finger. He smiled brightly embarassed by everything, but also started to undress.
Every motion around taking off his vest, and shirt felt exaggerated, and stripping felt slow. He pulled out of his clothing and getting naked he stood before Felicity, Erect and just as horny as she was. Wanting nothing more then her body, his mind was more focused on what he wanted and how he wanted to take her, but at the same time as much as they wanted it, it was also rather difficult to take. Myrtle was right in a way, they should just go at it, but there was something about the tiled floor of a bathroom, that was just uncomfortable to think about.
Walking up to Felicity he touched her smooth skin, his fingers moving lightly around her body caressing her. as he thought about how best to do this. I mean he didn't really want to touch the ground all that much, but standing sounded awkward, this was a moment where it really didn't pay to be a virgin. He breathed lightly, and his hand went between Felicity's legs just touching her virgin body gave him an odd sense of strength.
"Maybe you should lay down?" He asked knowing that the tiled ground would be cold, once again having clearly not thought plans any further then take off her clothing and get naked. One of these days he would have to pick a more comfortable location.. preferably one that didn't have a dead ghost flying around to bother them.
"I was wondering where half the class ran off too." Kyle said quickly his tone laughing as he spoke. First Winnie had disapeared to god only knew where, and now once again Simon and Felicity were at it again. Kyle walked into the bathroom with Andie by his side. Looking at the two rather lude people in front of him. He actually really wanted to laugh.
"You know Myrtle is so loud half the school can hear what is going on right?" He said rather exaggerating everything. "So we come in here to check what all the commotion is, and look the idiot has a face about him like he doesn't even know which hole his dick is supposed to go in." He looked at Andie, and stiffled a small snicker. "You two make virgins look bad. Andie want to have the pleasure of cooling down the mudblood?"
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Giving Markus a small nod and smile, Winnie blushed and stood up, ready to leave the dorms and head to Archer's office. They had a bit of a trek ahead of them since the wizard's office was in the dungeons. But, it hardly mattered since she'd be walking with him. Gone was the worry about having missed Buttermere's class and the fact that she'd have to face the witch later on about having done so. Someone actually thought she mattered and more than for just her prefect skillsskills she was beginning to doubt given all the troubles that seemed to be occurring in her house as of late and all within the first couple of days! However, with Markus by her side, none of that seemed to matter. He saw her as something more than a good student or a good prefect. He saw her as a witch, someone he wanted to know and possibly even as something more.
A warm feeling began to grow deep in Winnie's tummy and she couldn't help but let the game play on in her head. Sure, she knew that Markus at the very least was interested, but she couldn't help but let her imagination wander further. She thought about the panties in her robe pockets, how she'd wear them for him later even if he had no idea of it. The very thought thrilled her and made her cheeks redden deeply. A part of her wondered what he'd think if he knew she'd taken them because of him and what was more, what he'd think if she was actually truly wearing them. Would he like it? Would he think her weird? Would he be angry?
As Winnie's mind drifted over all the 'what ifs', she suddenly heard a shout, her mind snapping into focus. She stopped short and tripped just before she was about to step onto the stairs that had suddenly transformed!
Oh, Markus hadn't levitated back down the steps! He'd forgotten!
Sliding down the steps, Winnie's robes and skirt flew up slightly, showing off plenty of leg as she came tumbling down. With a hard thud, she landed squarely on her bottom, legs fully spread with her skirt hiked up about her waist. Blinking and half dazed, she shook her head and tried to gain her sense of focus over what had just happened. She then pushed at her glasses and let her eyes find where Markus had landed at the bottom of the staircase.
Back in the bathroom, Myrtle couldn't help but snivel and giggle as she watched Simon strip away his clothing. She looked at Felicity and then at Simon and then back at Felicity again. "Look at it! Look!" she shouted. "It's so big!" More giggles, her eyes fixing upon Simon. "I have to admit, I didn't expect it to be as much." She then looked at Felicity. "Lucky. I was never that lucky." Just then she let out a moaning wail and flew about the room.
Felicity bit down on her lip and took in the sight of Simon's naked body. To say he was beautiful was an understatement. Never had she seen anyone or anything so tempting in her life. More than anything she wanted to touch his skin and feel him firmly pressed against her body. Somehow she knew it would be heavenly and just... perfect. As her thoughts continued to wander, he walked toward her, her body trembling in anticipation. She let out a soft whimper at his touch, the craving for more ever growing. She wasn't sure what to do next, but she felt that need grow, the ache between her legs throbbing, pulsing, screaming for something.
"Lay down?" Felicity whispered back. She glanced down at the tiled floor. It looked cold and hard and so very uncomfortable. Was she supposed to do that? She didn't know. But if that was what Simon wanted, she'd do it, even if it meant discomfort for a while.
Before Felicity had a chance to move, she heard a familiar pair of voices. Instantly, her heart sank and she could hear Myrtle letting out louder wails of protest. "More people! A party in Myrtle's Washroom!" the ghost-girl shouted in disgust, though she stuck to the rafters and pouted.
Felicity felt her face get hot, her arms moving to try and cover up. She didn't want Kyle or Andie to see her as she was. For some reason the very idea of either of them seeing her bothered her. She knew both would use it as a means to torment and destroy. She heard Kyle talking about how so many Ravenclaw didn't make it to Buttermere's class and then he went straight into mocking Simon, her delectably gorgeous Simon! It was too much. She dared to glance over at Andie, the red-head smirking at her, a smug expression plastered all over her face.
Andie leaned against Kyle, her demeanor like that of queen looking down upon her lowly subjects. She gave a huff and smiled. "With pleasure," she stated. Quickly, she whipped out her wand. With a flick of her wrist the faucets suddenly turned on and the water splashed out into a stream of water hitting Felicity squarely in the face and chest. The dark-haired girl sputtered and coughed as the blast of cold water hit her naked body, making her shiver as the cool air of the castle swirled about her as she stood there.
Myrtle let out a shriek and flew about the room, her cries echoing off the walls until she finally dove into one of the toilets with a loud splash.
Felicity could feel her eyes stinging with tears and, though she was wet, she was grateful. Because at least no one could see the tears that were threatening to spill down her cheeks as a result of the predicament she and Simon found themselves in.
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Markus wasn't able to control himself as he fell down the slide, and ended up twisting as he fell flipping by the time he hit the ground so that he landed sprawled out on his chest, As Winnie fell down directly infront of him landing only a few inches away from his nose. Winnie's panties and skirt were basically shoved into Markus's face. He let out a small grown as he moved to get up, though his eyes had certainly taken in as much of the sight as possible. His hands moving up and grabbing Winnie's exposed thighs as he tried to pull himself back on his feet.
To say that Markus had enjoyed the slide was a lie, however the landing had certainly had a unique perk. The story he had going on his head, about how he had been invited into Winnie's room, and how he had even gotten her to go out with him were all enjoyable stories, though considering what he had just scene he couldn't help but laugh a little. Winnie's panties were cute, but also rather plain, something he would have expected a prefect to wear, and of course he had enjoyed the site emmencely.
Getting to his feet he gave a soft smile and held out his hand for Winnie to take, so he could help her up. "Are you okay?" He said still in a small amount of pain himself. His wand had dug into his side during his fall, but nothing had broken. He was a little bruised up, but mostly it was just his pride. He wondered if it was safe to add something about what he had seen. Should he apologize? he didn't really feel sorry so he wasn't really sure if he should be, if anything he just felt a little selfish. Helping Winnie up he decided to pull a brazen stunt of his own, and as she got to her feet he pulled her close and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. A kind of repayment for all he had seen just a moment ago.
Down in the bathroom, to say simon was angry was a little bit of an understatement. This was the second day now that the two of them had been interupted, and Simon had been effectively blue balled, but what was more, and in a way what was all the worse was that this time it had been caused by the two people who were constantly on his nerves. Turning on his heels he left Felicity's side though after seeing her get doused with cold water it was the last thing he really wanted too do. He didn't bother covering himself, The anger had caused his mind to drift from the pleasures of a moment ago, and instead focus on just how much he wanted to kick Kyle, and Andie's ass.
Walking forward, he grabbed Kyle by the shirt pulling him closely so that the two were eye to eye. Physically there was about a 4 inch difference in height between the two men, with Simon standing the taller. It wasn't much but it made him that much more imposing even as stark naked as he was. "Listen Kyle, Andie I'm gonna use small words right now so you two morons can follow my logic. Leave us, the fuck alone."
Releasing Kyle he moved to look like he was going to go back to Felicity, but what followed was instead a powerful sucker punch to Kyle's left eye. The force of the punch knocked the man back on his ass. He turned to Andie, glaring at her. "The next time you even think of bothering Felicity, I will find out, and I will give you both a matching set. Now get out."
Kyle was holding his eye, scrambling backwards slightly, he had never expected someone who usually relied on his silver tongue to actually hit him. Simon had up until that point only ever used words. Turning and exiting with Andie he couldn't shake the pain in his eye, in fact he was almost certain it was going to bruise and swell over.
Simon turned back to Felicity, letting out a long sigh. The two of them would likely think twice before ever doing anything like that again. However there was a sad loss to all of this, As Simon looked at Felicity, the mood had kind of been ruined, however he didn't really want to give up on this attempt. Walking over to her, he placed a dry warm arm around her, pulling her close for a moment, and feeling her body press against his. "It's okay, they will be gone for a while."
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As Winnie regained her senses and focus, her green eyes found where Markus had landed. Biting down on her lip and pushing up her glasses, she could feel a strange heat sweeping over her face and moving down her neck, her chest. His face was buried between her bared and spread legs, her skirt hiked up about her waist. She thought she might die right then and there at the embarrassment of it all! But what was more, she also feared that he'd be disappointed in what he sawa girl with plain jane tastes, nothing exciting or pretty for him to see given the odd predicament they suddenly found themselves in after toppling down the stairs.
Winnie's one hand then discreetly went to her robe pocket to make sure the pair of panties she'd taken from Andie's trunk was still thereit wasand she let out a tiny sigh. With reddened cheeks, she took Markus' hand when he offered it, her thighs still feeling the lingering heat of his touch after he'd managed to get himself up from the cold, hard floor.
"I..." Winnie stammered, about to answer. But that was all she'd managed before Markus pulled her close and kissed her cheek... just like a Gryffindor!
Winnie blushed harder, her mind spinning, her tummy fluttering. Truly, this Gryffindor was brave and bold just like the lot of them. She envied them all for having such wonderful traits and couldn't help but feel a little bit special that this one seemed to think her worthy of knowing. It made her feel warm inside and allowed her to play her little game just that much longer and it also allowed her to hold onto a hope she never dared hold onto before.
"Thank you," Winnie stated softly, shyly. She couldn't help but smile at Markus' actions though she felt a bit silly and awkward and unsure. More than anything, she wanted to ask him 'why'. But her nervousness got the better of her. Smoothing out her skirt, her one hand fidgeting with the hem, she looked up at him. "Will... will you walk with me to Archer's and then to Buttermere's?" she asked, her face reddening more than it had already.
Winnie knew Markus had already implied as much, but she needed to hear him say it and she wasn't ready for him to leave, not when things were suddenly taking this unexpected turn as they were. Never in her life had she anticipated anyone taking an interest. Especially someone from house Gryffindor! Again, her mind drifted, darker thoughts invading it as she thought about what he might think if she wore those panties for him and realized that she'd also stolen them because of him as well.
Down in the girls' bathroom Felicity's gray eyes widened when she watched her normally so self-composed Simon suddenly punch Kyle in face. She blinked rapidly, a wave of heat washing over her almost instantly. She felt a burst of arousal at the sight of it and bit down on her lip as she continued to cover up as the scene unfolded before her eyes. She had to admit there was a sort of satisfaction to be had as she watched Kyle fall backwards, the typically smug Ravenclaw sniveling like a coward as he tried to get back up to his feet. And then there was Andie. She looked over at the pretty red-head, the girl most guys dreamed of going out with... and more. She didn't look so stunning as she stood there wide-eyed and ready to run for her life. It was plain that the girl could see that Simon wasn't joking, that he was quite serious in his threat. Andie helped Kyle, her arms wrapping about his.
"Let's get out of here," Andie whispered against Kyle's ear. "I'll take care of that eye for you before it swells more." Her words were clipped, short. And Felicity was certain she could hear a desperation in them as well. Without further hesitation, she helped Kyle out of the bathroom, leaving both Felicity and Simon alone once more.
Felicity looked at Simon, her face awestruck at what she'd just seen. She was shivering a bit, but all to soon she was engulfed in Simon's warmth as he placed a warm, dry arm about her cold and chattering body. It felt nice and right and she nuzzled against him taking everything inthe smoothness of his skin, his heat, all of it.
"You feel nice," Felicity mumbled against Simon, her head rubbing against his chest. "And thank you for getting rid of them," she added.
A tiny frown played on Felicity's lips for a moment, but she didn't want to dwell on what had come and gone. The fortunate part was that Simon had gotten rid of them. They were now alone. Together.
Felicity pulled away slightly and looked up into Simon's eyes and smiled. "What now?" she then asked, her smile broadened a bit and she pressed against him just a bit more causing her to make the tiniest of whimpering sounds. It was clear her body liked how he felt and there was the fact that she was still aroused from what he'd just done to both Kyle and Andie, though she wasn't sure if he realized his actions had invoked such a reaction from her body.
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Markus smiled as he walked in toe with Winnie giving her a small nod when she asked if he would go with her to see the two professors. He was more then willing to stick with her at this point, and he was happy that he wasn't rejected by her from that kiss. He was still a little embarrassed after he had seen her panties, in all honesty he really didn't mind that she seemed to play it plain, in fact there was something cute and charming too it. However his mind still couldn't help but conjure at least one or two images of Winnie modeling in lace, and he rather enjoyed the image.
Walking with her he only smiled lightly. "Yeah I'm happy to walk with you actually." He said his hand lightly taking hers as he walked and holding it. They had a rather long walk ahead of them down to the dungeon, but maybe he could convince her of taking a detour? He thought about all the paths he knew through the school, all the ways to avoid others and be alone, but at the same time classes were just getting out, and they were actually alone still so none of that was really needed.
Walking down the astronamy tower. He gave a small laugh. "Next time I am gonna need to show you the Griffendor dorm room." He said in a light tone, walking with her down towards the dungeons, as they would need to talk to archer about everything first, his hand never letting go from hers as long as he didn't hear any protest about him holding her. He smiled lightly as he walked a few questions forming around in his head.
"Hey is it true Prefects have access to an actual bath tub? I miss those, really the feeling of being submersed in hot water. All the regular dorms have are showers." He asked before he even really realized what he was saying. Though there was a way he could always take a bath if he really wanted too, it was often times difficult to find the time to head all the way to the room of requirement just for something as basic as that. He let out a slightly longing sigh.
Down in the bathroom Simon couldn't help but feel a little aroused when Felicity seemed so oddly aroused. Had him punching kyle made her horny? It made sense in a very primal sort of way, but it was interesting too see how sensitive her body had become. It was a little embarassing but after all that happened he wasn't about to leave her alone just yet. Maybe though a change of scenery would do the two of them good? however... leaving the room would at the least require felicity to put her clothing back on, and he honestly didn't want to do that. Instead he focused on her question... what now?
The obvious answer was sex. He sighed over thinking everything. His hand pressed to her shoulders admiring her body for a moment. Leaning forward he embraced her into a passionate kiss, their lips locking as his hands went down to her hips. Raising her left leg for a moment testing how heavy Felicity's body was and at the same time seeing how high he could lift it without actually hurting her or getting a pained response.
When he determined that he could actually carry her for a moment, he twisted around pressing his back against the wall so he could lean a little better, and then Lifted Felicity up. His cock pressed against her soft pussy for a moment feeling the heat as he became more and more aroused with each passing second and searching for an entrance. Holding her thighs so that she was supported he let out a long soft breath. This was it. He was going to have sex. the tip of his penis pressed against her entrance and he let out a hot breath on Felicities skin.
Thoughts about safety hadn't even occurred to his mind at this point, though he had an odd feeling that it would be fine. Felicity was a master at brewing potions, and such things could be used as an after thought. Swallowing he looked into her eyes. "Ready?" He asked as he applied a little more pressure, but if she wanted him to take her, all she really needed to do was move her hips, and he would be inside her. It was an odd teasing moment as everything in his body just felt hot and hard. He had never felt so excited in his life.
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Winnie bit down on her lower lip as she grinned, her cheeks warm and red. "You'd take me to see Gryffindor?" she asked, tilting her head a little causing her hair to fall over one shoulder. Her smile broadened a bit at the prospect of seeing the Gryffindor common room, all those reds and golds. And then... the dorms. "You know," she went on. "Those enchantments on the stairs. They only work on the way up to the girls' dorms." She giggled softly and shook her head, though she looked at Markus out of the corner of her eye. "Kind of silly actually," she said flitting her eyes away to stare at the ground. She then pushed at her glasses and cleared her throat.
The game in Winnie's head had taken an even darker turn. She knew Markus had interest and for that she was glad. It was definitely reciprocated. The warmth she felt growing deep inside said as much and how nice it felt for him to hold her hand and be walking beside her. But it was still hard to tell where things stood or where they were going. And she needed to know. Would he get her subtle nuances? It was hard to say, but she'd drop them nonetheless in hopes he'd catch on.
"And yes," Winnie stated her cheeks reddening even more. Her one hand reached into her robes pocket and she found the pair of panties she'd lifted, the lace soft as she let her fingers run over the luxurious material. "Prefects do have access to a tub. A rather nice one actually," she went on. "It's huge." She couldn't help but giggle just a bit. "I can show it to you sometime," she added. "That is, if you want me to." She bit down on her lip and let go of the panties in her pocket. More than anything, she wished she was wearing them right then and there, but she had to settle for the fact that such a thing couldn't happen, that she'd have to wait for another day.
Back in the first floor girls' bathroom, Felicity's eyes were locked with Simon's. Her breaths were short and her body pressed close to his. Never had she felt so warm despite being so cold only moments ago. She felt him manipulating her body, her limbs going pliant as he adjusted her, the want clear in her eyes and in her heart. The heat only seemed to grow though she shivered slightly, trembled. A smile played on her lips, her eyes drifting from his only for a moment as she watched him situate her body against him.
Truly they were two pieces of a puzzle slowly being fit together for the first time...
Felicity could feel her heart pounding hard against her chest and in her ears, her sex throbbing as Simon rubbed and teased against her entrance, her juices of arousal slowly pooling. Biting down on her lip, she gave him a nod, whimpering softly in consent of what they were about to do, something she knew she wanted more than anything in that moment.
"Yes, Simon," Felicity panted. "I... I'm ready." She'd worry about contraception later. She knew the potion backward and forward, the ingredients simple and easy to get, not to mention once taken lasted several months. Sometimes it truly paid to live in the magical world. Her hips bucked forward then, her sex hot and wet, ready for him and only him. Gripping his shoulders hard, she braced herself for what was to come... the discomfort, the pleasure, all of it. "For all of it. I want you."
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Markus had thought that it just made sense to offer her the chance to see Griffendor, after all he had just been inside the Ravenclaw, and yet when she mentioned the male dorm he swallowed lightly there was something different about taking him up to his room. Then again he had just been up in hers, though she had never actually pointed out which bed she had used. Not that Markus could even sleep in a bed. ~Though if it was with her... I would at least give it a try.~
The moment the thought crossed his mind his face became more and more red, and that was when she offered to show him the bathtub. He coughed for a moment. It seemed so vulgar, and yet at the same time his mind immediately jumped into a situation in which the two of them were in the hot water. He didn't even know if that was what she was implying, but at the same time he swallowed lightly. Or was she simply saying that he could use it if he asked her nice enough. He wasn't sure about either of these things, and he bit his lip for a moment feeling an awkward yet selfish rush streak run through his body. Everything seemed so unclear, but maybe he was making this more complicated then it needs to be.
Markus let out a long sigh, he both wanted and needed answers that at the moment at least he felt like he wasn't allowed to have, but finally he decided just to throw caution to the wind. He wanted Winnie to be his, and his alone. It sounded a little twisted but he wanted ownership over the prefect, and now he had a chance to actually have her mutually. He swallowed knowing that he couldn't have the next part of what he was about to say sound like a joke. Rather he needed to make sure that she knew he was serious.
"Only if you would be willing to take a bath with me." He said allowed. The hand that was holding hers squeezed down tighter, he didn't want to let go cause now there was a fear that she was going to think he was crazy, or just awkward, which both of these things were true, but he wanted her, and his own mind had been playing a rather dark game ever since he had gone up into ravenclaw tower and started to walk with Winnie. He swallowed lightly and waited for her reaction from that alone. He wanted to know if she would be willing, but didn't want to give everything away, and also was already risking being slapped with what he had said already.
Simon let out a longing breath. He had wanted this for a while now, and he finally had permission to take it, His hips pressed lightly against Felicity's, and his nails dug into her legs for a moment as he held her, making sure that his cock pressed against her pussy she was tight, and it took a moment for Simon to actually manage to adjust and push his cock inside her thanks to the awkward position. Pressing against her virgin layer Simon pressed his lips against her locking his lips to help surpress any screams if there were any, as his cock entered her and they were finally joined as one.
Simon let out a small moan of pleasure. he had heard that this would feel good, but Felicities young virgin body was pretty much squeezing him, The position and the fact that he was carrying her weight meant he was able to push all of his cock inside her, and with how wet she was it helped him move and push against her body lightly. He swallowed as he started to move his hips, slowly at first watching Felicity's reactions. Gauging if he was hurting her, but at the same time his body wanted to be so much more ravionous then this. He wanted nothing more then to be brutal with her body, however he restrained these urges, and bit down on his lower lip focusing instead on the pleasure he already had.
"I'm not letting go." He said happily, in truth he had wanted her since yesterday, and now he had her. His hands were gripping her body so tightly that they were leaving red marks against her flesh. He had never done anything like this in his life, and all that mattered to him was that Felicity got as much out of this experience as possible. This was her first time as well, and he let out a short panting breath as he finally claimed felicities virginity, and the rest of her body was sure to follow.
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Winnie's heart skipped a beat as her breath suddenly caught in her throat. She had all she could do to keep breathing, to keep herself from tumbling forward as her tummy fluttered with a sudden onset of nervousness. She felt Markus squeeze her hand and she let her eyes drift slightly so that she could glimpse over at him out the corner of her eye. She felt warmno hotand she swallowed hard, her mouth as dry as a desert. Licking her lips, she turned to look at him, her cheeks burning brightly.
"I..."Winnie stammered. She was well aware of Markus' hand, how warm it was, the pressure of his palm against hers as he held it. He was squeezing it harder than before. Each second feeling like the weight of air around her was bearing down more and more. "I... I think that can..." Her voice trailed slightly as she trembled. "Can be arranged." She bit down on her lip, her face hotter than ever. Without even realizing it, her free hand had found its way back in her robe pocket once again, her fingers absently running themselves along the lacy material of the panties hidden away in there.
Winnie let out a tiny sound and looked away quickly, her green eyes focusing on the ground as she and Markus continued on their way to Archer's office. Everything was moving so slowly and she was able to make out every single soundthe way their footsteps echoed off the stone of the floor as they walked, the way their robes swished with each movement of their arms and legs, the fact that there was no other sound in the corridors save them... they were very much alone. She had to wonder what hour it was, if classes were over or if the next set had started or... Shaking her head a little, she decided she was over thinking things. It didn't matter, did it? She was walking with a Gryffindorwith Markusand he seemed interested, very much so, and she knew she very much returned the sentiment. She couldn't help that she was nervous, slightly embarrassed and he seemed to have this power over her she couldn't explain. Already she was doing things for him that she normally wouldn't do.
It both thrilled and terrified, made Winnie wonder just how far she'd go for Markus if he only dared push. If... if he only knew!
At that, Winnie let her fingers run over the panties in her pocket one last time and she let her hand drop to her side. She giggled nervously. "J-just let me know when and..." She swallowed hard, trying to work through the nerves that tried to consume her. "And I'll make sure it's all set up," she said, pushing up at her glasses, her eyes still quite fixed on the floor.
Back in the bathroom, Felicity sucked in a sharp breath, bracing herself for what was about to happen. She gripped Simon's shoulders, her gray eyes locking onto his green. She gave him a nod, her lips curved up into a small smile. More than anything, she was ready for this, wanted it unlike anything she'd ever wanted before. Her heart was hammering hard against her chest. Licking her lips, her eyes blinking rapidly as she felt him start to push, her entrance stretching... stretching...
Suddenly, Felicity's lips were captured by Simon's. She felt a searing pain as he penetrated her, stretching her wide as he entered her, taking her for the first time. A tiny shout was muffled by the kiss and her grip tightened, but she hugged him close, her legs almost trying to wrap tightly about him as he pushed deeper inside. The sensation was strange and uncomfortable and yes, there was pain. But she was with Simon. She was one with him! Finally! It was enough to bring her to tears. She could feel them pricking her eyes a little, so she closed them, hugging herself close as he supported her weight. His moan of pleasure reached her ears and she nuzzled against him, letting her body adjust to this newness. She could feel more dampness pooling and it made her smile against his lips, her hips moving slowly as they tried to see what felt right, what felt good.
Just then, Felicity felt something that sent a jolt of pleasure throughout her body. She let out a gasp and moved again, trying things out, seeing if the same thing would happen. Again, the same sensation only this time she moaned softly, a tiny whimper. Her smile broadened and she let one hand reach up to touch Simon's hair. "You feel good, Simon," she said breathlessly. "Don't stop."
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Markus felt a moment of power surge through him. He was starting to learn that he wasn't being denied about anything he was asking for, and of course as with anyone who stumbles into power he had to wonder what would happen if he started to excessive his power over Winnie. Would she continue to say yes to his requests? could he get her to do just about anything? there were many questions he had but at the same time part of him didn't want to have the answer to that. If it did turn out that he had complete control in this situation then he was likely to go mad with some kind of power, however as it was having some sway with Winnie, and the fact that he was actually getting what he wanted made him happy.
He smiled as she awkwardly said that she would be willing to arrange such an event as taking a bath with him. He swallowed for a moment feeling his mouth go dry in all the excitement of the moment. His grip on her hand only seemed to increase as he nodded lightly. "Well tonight is not the best for me, but if you want..." He paused giving a small sigh going over his time table for the next few days. "lets try for tomorrow night okay?" He said happily. He was honesltly looking forward to this, and it seemed that with each moment that he wasn't really being denied that he was becoming more and more bold. As they reached the dungeon level and went more towards Archers office he twisted around for a moment.
Markus blinked and for a moment it seemed like time was standing still. His hand raised to Winnie's shoulder the other still holding her hand as he pushed her lightly against the wall of the dungeon and leaned against the wall taking a forceful kiss from her lips. He blushed and pulled back quickly. "I... Don't know what is getting into me today, but... I am happy that I came with you today, and I would like to stay around you. "
Down in the girls bathroom Simon moved gently against Felicity, when she told him not to stop he nodded and pressed his body against hers wrapping his arms around her tighter as his cock continued to move against her body. With each explorative motion he felt more pleasure coarse through him, and he could hear Felicity's gasps, and small moans which in return helped him to become more enamored with what he was doing with her body. He was enjoying every second of this close contact.
Walking while keeping Felicity wrapped around him, he lifted her for a moment careful to not accedently withdraw from her body while also putting her on top of a sink. His back felt a release in tension as he no longer needed to hold all of Felicity's weight, and while she was small and cute she was still a human being and thus heavy by design. He hoped that the cool marble sink was not too cold against Felicity's ass, but at the same time his hands were now free to explore her body. Tracing along her sides as he held her close. Simon's hips bucked slowly against Felicity's body his hips moving gently exploring the range of motion and making sure that she was comfortable while also heating up at the same time.
Simon leaned against felicity deciding that he wanted to bite her skin, his teeth grazed lightly against her neck while at the same time his nails dug white lines along her skin. Enjoying the sensation of his flesh rubbing against hers he let out small moans. His body couldn't ignore how tight Felicity was against his cock, but at the same time he couldn't deny how good this felt. There was no need to tell him not to stop, the fact was he wanted to make sure that this never ended. Feeling her hand against his hair he looked into Felicities eyes. while at the same time his hand slid down her body between the two of them, a gentle finger pushing against her clit. "Your so tight and this feels so good."
"Oh Felicity I could do this all day." He said through a slightly louder panting breath.
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Winnie felt Markus' grip on her hand tighten causing her eyes to drift just slightly. She felt a warmth growing in the pit of her tummy, something she couldn't explain and she liked it. Again, her one hand found its way into her pocket, slender fingers tracing the lacy material. The corners of her lips curves upward into a tiny smile at the thought that she might be pleasing this Gryffindor she was walking with, spending time with. It made her feel things she craved to feel more of and with each passing moment it only seemed to somehow intensify. She let then let go of the panties in her pocket and licked at her lips, her hand moving to push at her glasses.
"T-tomorrow will work," Winnie answered, her cheeks reddening deeply. She turned her head and smiled shyly at Markus.
Suddenly the air was getting colder, the two of them finding themselves in the dungeons and thus closer to Archer's office. A pang of despair came over Winnie at the thought that her time with Markus was drawing closer to its end. After Archer's would be Buttermere's and... then what? He'd have to leave her. The idea of ending things seemed wrong somehow, though she knew they'd have to part ways eventuallyif even just for classes and bedtime.
As Winnie's insides began to twist and knot over the prospect of having to be parted from Markus, this Gryffindor who was slowly changing things about her lifeand all with the start of a game that had been so simple at first, though now it had taken the darkest of turns, twisting into a possible reality she hadn't ever hoped to foreseehe pushed her against the cold, hard wall, his lips finding hers in a powerful kiss, one that commanded and demanded. When he pulled away, her eyes were closed, her chest heavingbreathlessand a tiny whimper escaped her as if begging and needing more from where that had come from.
Winnie's eyes fluttered open and she stared directly back up into Markus eyes and swallowed. "I..." she panted, trying to catch her breath. "I'm glad you came." She licked at her lips, her eyes fixed upon his in dazed wonder. "And..." Her voice trailed, her cheeks reddening as she bit down on her lip. For a brief moment she looked away and she contemplated whether she should show him the panties she'd lifted just for him, but then worried he'd think it too bold, too weird. "I... I'd like you to be around," she admitted." Her eyes then looked back up at him through mousy blonde that had suddenly fallen a bit in front of her face. Oh how she wished Archer's room was farther away, that they had more time in the day... no classes, no obligations. How she wished she could change for him right then and there and show him just how glad she was he was there with her.
Back in the girls' bathroom, Felicity's grip on Simon tightened, her groans growing louder with each movement, each touch. He was deep inside her, his thrusts just right as he allowed her body to adjust and experience, to feel each sensation to its fullest pleasure. She bit down on her lip, so grateful that she was with the wizard she washer Simon, her one.
As Felicity held on tightly, her hips bucking against Simon, she suddenly felt him moving. He was walking, taking them somewhere. A smile played on her lips and she giggled a little as she nuzzled him, her hips hugging against his as he moved and finally set her back down again. A tiny gasp rolled over her lips when her skin made cold contact with that of the sink. It was a stark contrast from before, though she had to admit, it was thrilling, exciting. There was something to this strange sensationand even positionthat enhanced things, made them... better.
"Don't stop, Simon..." Felicity panted. "Don't stop..." Her hands explored his body while his did their own exploration, causing her to shiver and moan encouragingly. She couldn't help but admire the way his back felt, his sides, his arms, everything. She honestly couldn't get enough of him and wanted to commit it all to memory, each and every angle.
As Simon reached down and rubbed at her clit, Felicity let out a loud whimper, juices pooling, making squelching sounds as he continued to thrust against her. The sounds only served to excite her more, making her want him, need him, everything swirling in a daze of lust and so much more. Her moans grew bolder and she leaned in to nuzzle him. Without knowing why, her teeth nipped at his shoulder, her hips bucking harder, more wildly. Never had she felt such sensations, such a heat! It burned deep and bright and how she wanted more! Her body was on fire as her clit screamed in bittersweet agony as it throbbed against his touches, aching in need as she got wetter and wetter just for him.
"All day and all night..." Felicity whimpered, biting down on her lip. "Every day!"
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Markus smiled every passing moment he was starting to learn that Winnie was actually returning his affections and feelings. Things that he never actually anticipated her returning and feeling he was both elated and more then a little ecstatic. Of course the promise that tomorrow would be a very interesting day made his heart nearly skip a beat. He had honestly not expected any of this when he had agreed to go with Winnie and lend her his support for the morning on her tasks. He could feel the fact that he had a bit of power over Winnie, just from the fact that she not only seemed to accept his offer of bathing with her, but that she would do so tomorrow made him oddly happy.
Then when the kiss happened Markus had expected rejection, what he got instead was a look as if her entire body was craving more. He could hardly do anything more then smile as he saw her practically begging for more of the contact that he had given her. Even hearing her whimper he had to admit that it was rather attractive. He swallowed lightly his own body wanting her as he looked at how she reacted, though he had already set aside a time slot for the two of them.
Hearing her words and how she wanted too keep him around he smiled and leaned in towards her kissed her a second time this time all the more passionately. As he pulled away this time his eyes glanced around her as he smiled. "I want to keep you around as well." He said his voice light, as he was clearly enjoying the moment around the two of them.
However he was quick to snap to attention to the rest of the world when he felt a cold set of eyes on the two of them. His mouth going dry for a moment as he turned around, and proffessor Archer was standing behind them. His gaze was a mix of predatory anger and slight amusement. What was more impressive though was that even here where the floor was waxed stone and every step created an echo, he swore he never heard a single step, as if he had walked out of he had snuck out of his office and walked silently behind them.
"Ms weatherwax? Mr Harrow, I suppose you two have a better reason for missing both your first classes this morning. One far more responsible than the one I am currently thinking in regards to both of you." He said increasing his powerful gaze on the two of them. He wasn't giving them a death glare, but was certainly unimpressed by what he was seeing in regards to student conduct. ~Fifth years.~
back in the washroom every moment with Felicity was something that Simon couldn't help but enjoy. It was like his entire body was on fire. Feeling her get so wet, and feeling him as hard as he was he could have sworn he was about to explode. However everything kept persisting pleasure-fully. Every time Felicity spoke it was to urge him on further and at this point he could honestly say he had no intention of ever stoping he was going to go for as long as he possibly could, and push Felicity on ever further.
The smell of felicity's sweat and sexual aroma only served to drive Simon mad with a lustful motion, his hips bucking harder and harder as he pushed Felicity against him. Enjoying every single moment as his hand rubbed harder against her clit, he wanted Felicity to orgasim. his other hand that was holding her moved along her back and scratched her hard as he pulled her close, his nails digging white lines into her soft skin enjoying every second of the sensation. It didn't matter that they were in a bathroom the only thing that mattered was that they were together.
He could feel a strange heat all along his body. The harder he played against Felicity and his carnal desires, the hotter his skin became even though they were naked in a drafty room Simon felt like he was boiling his body was sweating and all the more he was feeling a bitter sweet agony along his spine, a strange tingling that ran across the entirety of his body.
His breath came in heavy panting against Felicity's skin as he pulled her close and kissed her hard enjoying the contact, as his tongue forced it's say into felicity's mouth. Needing the embrace and contact, his nails dug into Felicity's skin along her back and spine needing for there to be as little room between her body and his. He could feel that he was close to exploding. which made locking lips with Felicity instead of talking all the more important, Part of him really wanted to see Felicity driven wild, and as he got closer his hips and thrusts became more and like those of an animal, a wild part of him taking control as he got closer and closer to the boiling point.
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A sweeping heat caused Winnie's face to flush a deep shade of red, the warmth creeping across her cheeks and down along the length of her neck. She could feel it washing over her entire body as Markus looked down upon her, his gaze so sure, so full of confidence. Her tummy fluttered and a shy smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It was nice as she looked up at him, finding a strange sort of solace as his shadow loomed over her and she took in the sight of his face. He leaned in again, his kiss even firmer than before, deeper, harder. She found herself getting lost in the dark embrace, her body somehow complying to every nudge he gave, no matter how subtle. Breathless and whimpering, she was snapped back to cold reality the instant he pulled away.
Winnie's green eyes fluttered open and she sucked in a sharp breath, panting as her body craved for more. She was on fire thanks to this Gryffindor, but behind Markus she saw the Potions Master standing there with a stern look on his face. Her cheeks reddened further and she felt so very small. She'd almost forgotten her task at hand as the dark game she and Markus had been playing had taken yet another turn, one bold and daring, even for house Gryffindor.
Biting down on her lip, Winnie gave Markus desperate lookone of longing, one of apology. She swallowed then and moved free from where she stood between the Gryffindor and the hard, stone wall. She pushed up her glass and smiled weakly. "Yes, Professor Archer. I... I apologize. It's entirely my fault. As prefect, I take full responsibility." She hung her head a little. "I'd asked Markus Harrow to assist me with the task you'd assigned me since I figured it would get done all the faster." Her smile broadened a bit. "And, honestly, my deductions there proved quite true. Indeed, his help was quite invaluable."
Winnie turned to look over at Markus and she smiled shyly at him, her cheeks still burning brightly. She then reached into her robes pocket, her hand searching for the vial she'd found in Andie's bed thanks to Markus. As she fumbled through her pocket, she frowned. Just where was it? Her fingers traced the lacy material of the panties she'd lifted from Andie's trunk... but, no vial. She gasped softly, her fingers searching deeper, pulling the panties to the edge of her pocket, but not quite out of it. She hoped no one noticed what was inside. She chewed on her lip for a moment and then shoved her other hand in her other pocket. A tiny sigh rolled over her lips the moment her fingers made contact with the cool glass, curling about the vial and pulling it out of her other pocket.
"See here," Winnie then said, letting the panties she'd lifted drop back deep inside her robes pocket, safe and hidden away for later useso she hoped. She held out the empty vial of Greyroot Juice for Archer to see. "I found this in Andromeda Sheppley's bed. It was hidden beneath her pillow. It was thanks to Markus' quick thinking that it was located as fast as it was," she said handing the vial over and stepping back over to where Markus stood.
Down in the girls' bathroom, what had once been a cold and seemingly uncomfortable place had suddenly heated up, turning into a place where apprehensions and worries had all but melted away. All that existed now was Felicity and Simon and the pleasures that only he could invoke deep within her very existence. She bit down on her lower lip as she held tightly onto him, her hips rocking against his fervently. The way he rubbed and teased at her most sensitive places, adding to a delicious torment that pushed her further and further into a state she couldn't even begin to describe. There was a fire burning deeply within and it was ready to explode with every seething throb of her sex.
Felicity let out several moans, her juices dripping down her thighs as she felt an urgent need rush over her entire body. "Simon... Simon..." she panted, her breaths short and raspy as he pulled her closer, scratching along her back as his own need seemed to grow ever stronger.
White heat burned and consumed as the passion of the moment engulfed them both. Felicity was truly lost, feeling nothing but the pleasures that centered all about Simon. She hoped he was feeling the same things she was, the same intense need as her body writhed to his every action, his every touch. Her grip grew stronger, her nails digging into his seemingly flawless features as he pushed her, causing her to gasp, to pant, to let out a long and needy groan. His lips then found hers, kissing and exploring them to the fullest, causing her breath to catch and her moans to muffle.
Shaking her head, cheeks flushed red, Felicity just couldn't hold back. She let out what sounded like half a sobbing cry and half a scream. "Simon!" she shouted out. Her body shook and tremored, arching hard against him as her legs quivered and her chest heaved. "Simon!" she exclaimed once again, her sex pulsing, throbbing hard with every erratic beat of her wildly beating heart. "So good... feels so good!" she cried, tears running down her cheeks. She could feel the dampness between her legs, so much mess from what felt like such a short time. Yet still her hips moved, sweat dripping along her flesh. Again, she felt another burst, more sweet sensations overwhelming and consuming and again she let out another cry as her body shivered and trembled. "Merlin... more..." she begged, biting down on her lower lip, her voice almost unrecognizable to her own ears as she spoke. And how she hoped that he was feeling at least a fraction of what she was.
Whimpering, Felicity felt a small wave of pleasure take over her once again, her sex pulsing harder than before as she let out another scream of ecstatic pleasure. Burying her head against Simon, she nipped at his shoulder and trembled hard against him, her body racked with exhaustion and contentment and the wonderful feeling of being stretched and filled. Holding onto Simon tightly, she longed for him to feel satisfied, to hear him moan his pleasures and to know he'd been satisfiedand by none other than her and her alone. Smiling, panting, she kissed at his jaw line, happy that they'd finally been together, that they'd finally taken this step neither of which they could never return.
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Archer couldn't help but supress a bemused smile as he seemed to have caught the two of them. However when Winnie was able to provide a more then fair and reasonable argument as to why Mr Harper wasn't in his potions class this morning then he let out a long sigh, and took the vial from her. He was happy to have the vial back in his possession and the ability to run his tests on it to see who the actual guilty party in the poisoning of Felicity was, but at the same time the thought of getting one of his least favorite students into trouble was also tempting. Still he hid his feelings like a professional and smiled for a moment looking down at the vial now in his hands.
"Thank you, this will go far towards solving many problems." He said lightly however his tone still had a warning edge, he would have to track down Andromeda Shepply, and who ever else had finger prints on this. Though he had to assume that it was her lab partner. Either way both of them would be in deep water by the end of today. "Still next time a teacher asks you to complete a task you should make sure to inform the staff of your absence. Mr Harrow missed his first potions class of the new year, but since he was with you." His eye visably twitched before he let out a calm breath.
"as promised I shall award your house one hundred points, however considering the state I found the two of you in, I shall deduct twenty five from Hufflepuff." He said happy to let the pair off with a stern warning about making out in the hallways during class.
"Oh actually." Markus said about to dig his grave a little deeper. "Could you provide a note for Winnie so that we can explain her absence from defense against the dark arts." He asked lightly considering the favor that they had just done for the potions master. He also shot a happy glance towards Winnie, though for a moment when she had been searching her pockets he could have sworn she had something... lacy inside one of them. It had looked so oddly familiar to him and yet slipped his attention completely until just that moment.
He shook his head for a moment he was pretty sure that he could sneak something out of her pocket a little later, but not in front of Archer.
Archer on the other hand was contemplating the hall pass request before reaching into his jacket and pulling out a card. "Hand this to Ms Buttermere. Consider it a get out of jail free card for the two of you, It's the least I can do." He said turning and walking away, now he needed to have Andie and who ever else had prints on this vial to his office so he could give them some kind of proper detention. He thought for a moment, maybe he could have them run some errands in the forest for him with the grounds keeper, he was almost certain there was some very small insignificant yet completely rare plant he could make a student spend hours hunting for, and if there wasn't... well he could always make one up. He smiled deviously at the idea, the hours he could force students to waist in detention.
Simon let out hot breaths onto Felicity's skin more and more now it felt like there was nothing between them. Any and all fear was gone and had been replaced with an almost animal like set of logic. He needed Felicity's body and he needed it now more then ever. He couldn't think of a single reason to ever stop. Hearing her call out for him was enough to set his body on fire, but what was all the more pleasureful was just how tight Felicity's pussy was. He enjoyed the sensation and the more he enjoyed it the more he craved it. Feeling her kiss at his jaw line he kissed her back passionately playing with her lips as he held her as close as he humanly could.
When he felt her orgasim rip through her, and her pussy pulsed it was as if her entire body was trying to suck his cock dry, and for a moment he couldn't resist. Simon's body seized every muscle tightening as he held Felicity tightly in his arms his nails digging into her like claws. "Felicity!" He moaned into her ear as he breathed heavily and felt his cock twitch inside her finally releasing his heavy load deep inside Felicity knowing that neither of them would have wanted it any other way.
For a moment Simon's body was still and stiff, but then after a few he started to move again his hips grinding against Felicity as his cock twitched and spilled his heated cum inside her with each new move. He took a deep breath. Nothing more then this moment could have made him happier then this. In truth he didn't think that anything could have been better. Feeling her lips on him he placed a hand on her cheek and kissed her lips lightly. They had just done something that could never really be undone, and he couldn't think of a better partner to have in that moment then Felicity.
"Oh Felicity." His voice cracked after a moment looking at her eyes. Feeling satisfied he stayed inside her for as long as she would allow him too however even once he did pull away he still wasn't 'soft', but he was a little too embarrassed to ask Felicity for what he wanted her to do. Embarrassed only by the request he was going to make there was a crimson flush to his cheeks. "Would you be willing too suck me clean?"
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Winnie bit down on her lower lip, her hands shaking slightly as she watched Archer look over both her and Markus. She was glad that the Potions Master seemed pleased to receive the vial she'd been task to find and ever grateful that Markus had stepped up and inquired about the pass for Buttermere. Letting out a soft sigh, she dared to reach up and gently touch the Gryffindor's arm, wanting him to know of her gratitude. She then let her hand drop and edged closer to him, taking in his heat, staying within the cozy warmth of his shadowsomething she could easily get used to. She only wished that somehow there'd been a way that Markus didn't need to receive any kind of penalties at all, though she figured she'd find a way to make it up to him.
"Thank you, professor," Winnie said softly as she watched Archer turn to leave. She pushed at her glasses and turned toward Markus. "And thank you, Markus." She blushed hard, her heart pounding as she looked over at this boy who suddenly turned everything upside down and all because of a simple game. "I... I'm sorry you had to lose house points on account of me." She hung her head a little, mousy blonde covering her face. She pushed it over her shoulder and shifted her stance, her one hand plunging into her robes pocket so that her fingers could brush against the lacy material of the panties she had hidden away deep within them. "I'll make it up to you. I promise," she added shyly.
Winnie then looked up at Markus, her green eyes glistening. She gave him a smile as the blush that had swept across her cheeks deepened.
"Though I'm glad you didn't get a detention," Winnie then said with a nervous giggle. Licking at her lips, she swallowed hard. "Will... will you go with me to give the note to Buttermere?" she asked, her cheeks reddening even more. How she didn't want Markus to go. He made everything seem better, gave her confidence, made her feel special. "I promise to make it up to you. All of... this." She made a slight gesture with her hands and waved them about. She bit down on her lip, her teeth grazing it before she licked at them again. "Just name what I can do and I'll see it done."
Down in the girls' bathroom, Felicity still hung on tightly to Simon, his body moving urgently against her own. Her hips hugged his as he moved, his thrusts fast and hard as she wrapped her legs about him. His moans were unlike anything she'd ever heard, a sweet and enticing sound that beckoned her deeper into a spell that centered about him and no one else. This wasn't wizarding magic, no. This was something better, something deeper and much more wonderful! Wanting him to feel as much pleasure as possible, she bucked her hips just that bit more, her body still shaking from the pleasure of her climaxes that he'd given her. Whimpering and writhing, she suddenly felt his body tense, every fiber of his muscles going rigid under her touch. At that, she knew he was cumming. Each moan and thrust causing her to hold on tighter, wanting him to go deeper inside of her.
When Simon finished and he kissed her, a part of her was sad to let go of the moment. She was still wrapped up in the intensity that was him. She looked deeply into his emerald eyes, his words reaching her ears and she nodded. Licking her lips, she kissed him again and gently pulled away. She didn't care about how she felt some of his cum dripping down her thighsit felt heavenly knowing what they'd done, what they'd shared.
Kissing her way down his chest, Felicity just let instinct take over. She pushed her dark hair away from her face and looked up into Simon's eyes as she worked her way down. Her steely eyes locked onto his, unblinking and transfixed. She was mesmerized as she kissed along his chest, his abdomen and finally was on her knees before him. She let out a hot breath as she looked down, her eyes fixing themselves to stare at his still stiff cock. It was slick with his cum and her juices, glittering in the odd light of the girls' bathroom.
Gently, Felicity reached out a hand and took a firm hold of the shaft at its base. Her other hand moved to join it. Licking at her lips, she moved forward and finally let her tongue swirl about the tip of Simon's cock, slowly bring the head into her mouth, slurping up the cum and pussy juice into her mouth, her tongue cleaning him as she brought him deeper into the heat of her mouth until she finally gagged the moment she felt him touch the back of her open throat. But that didn't stop her, she moved him out slightly, finding a more comfortable position and let her tongue move over him, tasting and licking, her hands slowly starting to explore.
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The loss of points for his house was Archer going easy on him. Markus could tell that from a mile away. He wasn't all that afraid of the potions master and in truth he had only gotten off so easy as to not have any kind of detention for himself by luck for the most part, and the fact that he actually had a responcible person with him to defuse the situation. Shaking his head he hardly felt upset about the loss of house points, he was certain that other people would make up the points for them in the long run.
Once Archer was gone to perform what ever ritual was needed to do on the vial he was quick to turn his attention to Winnie as she seemed to be hiding behind him. He would have to remember that in the long run, after all she was the prefect in all reality he should have been hiding behind her. It wasn't that he minded being a hero he just didn't like it when the position was forced onto him like some sort of honor tittle. He blinked when Winnie said she would give him anything in her power to give. Considering they had already kissed that was a tall order and he blinked his mind going vacant for a moment.
"Yeah i'll go with you." He said more out of reflex though his body wasn't moving. His mind was a giant blue screen trying to process what he had just heard.
There was suddenly an odd pressure all through his mind. He hadn't even thought the points were that big a loss, but she had just said that he could pretty well name anything within her power to give, and she would make it happen. Did he want anything? The situation he had already asked for the bath they would eventually share tomorrow was of course the first thing that popped into his mind, but there was more to that. He bit his lip for a moment taking the weight of what he could ask, and seeing what he truly wanted.
"I..." He said trying to find the right words, and reboot himself so that he could finally get to walking. "I.. want..." He only got one request, but he wanted more then that, he hardly even knew how he could be putting it forward but after a moment he gathered what ever courage was inside his cowardly mind and his vision cleared up after a long awkward pause. "I want to own you." The words sounded a touch awkward even as he spoke them, but it was the best way he could have put it. He wanted to dominate Winnie, wanted her to be his, and his alone, so much so that he wouldn't have let anyone else ever touch her.
Down in the Girls washroom Simon hadn't really expected her to go with his suggestion, however feeling Felicity kiss him as she trailed down and go down on her knees he stayed rather hard enjoying the feeling, and even letting out a surprised gasp when he felt her hand touch the base of his cock. Her skin was warm and hot, but for some reason it still sent a powerful shiver up and down Simon's spine. He swallowed for a moment feeling anticipation as Felicity licked her lips and stood back when her tongue licked at him. "Ah."
Simon bit his lower lip for a moment feeling the pleasure run through him His eyes eyes were locked on Felicity staring at her eyes and the rest of her body as she knelt down before him. His cock twitching inside her mouth. His flesh reacting to the touch by heating up again as if he had never really finished before. The more she explored his cock with her mouth the more he was willing to let her work on him, and the more he let her explore his body. When she gagged he found it more then a little attractive, he hadn't even thought of himself as that big, but then he also never looked at other men to compare, so hearing that his cock was enough to make her gag was hot to him.
The tension in his spine relaxed more and his hands had nothing to do for once so instead he simply reached down and ran his hands through her hair as she cleaned him. His cock becoming hard in her mouth. He ran his hands through her hair but at the same time also started to push her a little more. Making it clear that while he didn't want to hurt her he also didn't want her to stop either. "Ah, Felicity that's great." His mind on fire for a moment as he breathed heavily enjoying Her motions, as he tried to keep himself from thrusting or being too heavy against her.
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A smile played on Winnie's lips when Markus said he'd go to Buttermere's with her. The very idea of facing the witch terrified her since she felt absolutely guilty for missing the class even if it was for good reason. Her cheeks then reddened a little as he replied and her gaze drifted down to the stone floor. She'd already asked him about three times if he'd go, something she'd wondered if he'd noticed. If he did, he didn't seem to let on and she was rather grateful for it. Though she figured the reason he was playing it casual was to spare her the humiliation of coming off rather needy. But she couldn't help it. She was a perfectionist, striving to do things right all the time and fearful of coming up short... and typically doing soat least from her own perspective. The fact that she'd been scolded by Ryan Duwitt the day before was only firming things up in her mind as far as all that was concerned and she was beginning to question so many things, even as to why she'd been chosen to be prefect of Ravenclaw in the first place.
Being chosen as prefect had come as quite a shock to the mousy blonde. Winnie had been utterly elated at the proposition, accepting it immediately and without hesitation. To think that Head Master Evert thought that she was right for the job made her feel special and she craved to feel as much, to know that she could make a difference in the lives of those at Hogwarts. She loved her school, her house and she wanted to touch their lives in some positive way. Knowing that people believed in her, thought she could do something as challenging as be a prefect, then she'd do her best and take any criticism to try and improve herself.
Winnie's green eyes widened suddenly as Markus stated what he wanted; giving reply to the offer she gave him. Sucking in a sharp breath, she gasped a little, her tongue darting out to lick at her lips, which had somehow gone dry. She tilted her head, a hand reaching up to push at her glasses before moving to push at her mousy blonde hair. Her heart hammered hard as her breathing quickened.
"O-own me?" Winnie asked. She let the concept roll around her mind a little. It certainly wasn't something she expected to hear nor was she certain she fully understood what Markus had meant. However, the moment she mumbled the words, she knew the game they were playing was over. A nervous flutter began to grow in the pit of her tummy along with a glorious ache between her legs. Blinking, she looked up into his eyes and bit down on her lower lip and swallowed hard. Before she knew it, she was nodding, and her words were spilling outlight and breathy. "All right," she mumbled softly. "I'm... I'm yours. You own me, Markus Harrow."
Down in the girls' bathroom, Felicity was on her knees before Simon, her eyes staring up at him as she held his cock between her tiny hands, her mouth engulfing him as she gagged and tasted him. She pulled out a little, her tongue swirling to lick and taste everything they'd done together as it had spilled all over him. She could taste his cum, her juices... all of it mixed together on his heated, salty flesh. He was stiff, getting harder and bigger by the second as she sucked and slurped, her saliva dripping down her chin and she went down on him.
Felicity looked up into his eyes, her own starting to water slightly as she gagged just a bit each time she brought him deeply into her mouth, causing him to strike the back of her throat when she noticed the reaction it caused each time it seemed to occur. It only made her long to please him, to make him feel like the most wanted wizard in all of Hogwarts! And to think that he was sharing this time with her, that he wanted to share it with her and her alone. It made her feel warm inside and the desire to please only grew.
Tiny whimpers escaped Felicity as she licked Simon's shaft, licking and sucking, her hands suddenly exploring him with each thing her mouth did. The slickness of saliva and cum only seemed to make everything feel more heated, more exciting. With slight urgency, she couldn't help herself and she dared to lick up the underside of his shaft and let her tongue gently brush against his balls. Her hands gripped his thighs for support, nails digging his flesh as she licked and explored. Truly, he was remarkable, tasting so wonderful upon her tongue.
Felicity then gently suckled on Simon's balls, her hands moving over Simon's thighs, his hips, his ass. She wanted to touch every plane and angle, committing it all to memory as she continued to taste and clean him. She gave his balls another lick and moved up along his shaft, her hands moving to find the base again and she brought her mouth to the tip, forcing it into her mouth a bit harder than before. She could hear his words, his moansall of it encouraging. The way he gripped her hair, urged her on with subtle nudges... she couldn't get enough. Whimpering, clearly wanting more, she sucked harder, slurping as more saliva dripped down her chin, her chest.
"You taste good," Felicity panted before gagging a little. She then sucked up the saliva mixed with cum and pussy juice that threatened to spill from her mouth and giggled. "I can taste us... mmm..." Immediately she went back to sucking on him, her eyes watering as she sucked, licked and tasted.
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Markus blinked he had been holding his breath for what felt like minutes always expecting rejection in someway or another. How could he have just asked to own another human being? how was that even going to work? did he really expect to actually use her like a slave? well the truthful answer to that question was that yes he did plan to use her like he owned her, but even as he thought about it there was something dark and twisted to it which he couldn't help but fear as a little bit unnatural.
Then came the moment that she repeated his answer back to him. He blinked dumb founded for a moment when she finally said that he owned her. He swallowed so it really was that simple? He owned her now? What was he even going to do with her. Well of course he had some ideas about that he had more then a few actually and that was what disturbed him. It was difficult enough to figure out that he had wanted to own her in some way what he was actually going to do with her was another matter entirely. It felt so strange and gave him an odd floating sensation to hear that she was his now. There was a line they had crossed, and there was no going around it.
He owned her, and he liked that. Before even moving another foot towards Buttermere's office he pounced towards Winnie, his hands grabbing her shirt and pulling her close to him, while at the same time pushing her back against the nearest wall, his kiss came hard against her lips, his tongue quickly asked for entrance into her mouth and he tasted her saliva. He gave a quick breath before kissing her with as much force as he could. In truth he was almost certain that if he had kept it this way he would have broken some part of her.
When he was sure that he had tasted her saliva for long enough, he pulled away smiling. "Tomorrow, we are going to take that bath together, and I am going to truly claim you as my own." He said looking into her eyes telling her exactly what he was going to do to her. He had every intention of taking her long and hard tomorrow night. Sadly however tonight he had another thing he had to focus on. He leaned forward his tongue ran lightly across Winnie's ear as his hand snaked along her waist pulling her closely. Whispering exactly what he wanted to do to her in that tub.
As he pulled away he let out a small amused look, and then glanced down at what had been in her pocket moments prior. The black lace panties, were oddly familiar to him, and after a moment he blinked knowing exactly what they were. He giggled slightly, "Put them on." He said handing them back towards her, and checking around the hallway. Everyone was still in classes. "And give me your old pair."
Down in the girls bathroom Simon couldn't help but watch as Felicity seemed to understand what his body needed, and how she licked at him. He let out a rather loud pining moan as his hands tangled further into Felicity's long dark hair. He panted slightly as he felt her mouth move around him and watched her gag on him. Everything she was doing felt wonderful to him, and he wanted more.
As she said that he tasted good, he winced slightly. It was not something he had ever expected anyone to say and yet the way she said he knew that she was telling the truth. "nnm" His reply was stiffed as she went back to work on his cock and he bit his lip to try and not give out too loud of a responce. His face was bright red, and all he wanted was for Felicity to continue doing exactly what she was. "Your too good at this. Keep it up and I'm gonna cum again." He said wincing slightly as her tongue moved over a sensitive patch of skin and he felt her suck on him.
His hips wanted to move, and his hands were already pulling Felicity towards him, making sure that she couldn't really get away from him. Every moment this connection continued was this unique mix of sweet agony. The heat of her mouth and the look on her face just making him want more from her, but the risk that taking her mouth as he had with her pussy would be painful too her. Even so as she sucked on his cock he found his hips moving lightly thrusting into her mouth as he held her by her long hair. "feels so good."
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One moment, Winnie could hear herself breathingtiny movements as her chest rose and felland the next, she was being kissed, hard, by her new owner. Markus Harrow. How that name took on new meaning as it rolled around in her mind. He was the center of her everything now, a new focus, a new reason to just 'be'. It was funny how a single Gryffindor could change everything so very drastically with such a simple statement, a request so deep and impacting, that she wondered if either of them truly understood just how deep it truly went. Or... could possibly go.
A shiver ran down her spine just then, shuddering through her body and settling deep within her core.
Winnie could feel the hard stone as it pressed against her back, though the warmth of Markus was all she could focus upon. His mouth claimed hers as his tongue sought its entry, claiming and exploring every inch that now belonged to him. His. Such a profound concept as she stood there, his body pressed firmly against hers, while he kissed and sampled and the wall just pushed back with merciless force. She felt her breath get lost as her mind spun, her heart beating hard as time seemed to somehow stop. When Markus pulled away, she blinked her eyes, panting, almost whimpering as she looked up at him. There was an odd sense of loss as the space seemed to grow between them, the cold air swirling, causing a heavy weight to bear down upon her heaving chest as she tried to catch her breath.
Suddenly, Winnie's cheeks reddened further, the heat that swept over her face running over her body and causing the ache between her legs to grow with arousal. She bit down on her lower lip as Markus' words registered, as everything about their situation registered. He noticed what was in her pocket, had somehow found the panties and taken them as he kissed her. She felt so vulnerable, so embarrassed. But he wanted her to put them on, to switch into them right there in front of him... in the hallway.
Swallowing hard, Winnie just looked into Markus' eyes and nodded, her delicate fingers brushing over the lace as she held the thing after he'd given it back. She hooked it about her one wrist as she slowly hiked up her skirt, her thoughts going wild... what if someone found them, what if Archer returned... But Markus wanted her to do this, he'd demanded it. And... she was his. Mouth dry, eyes glistening, she pushed her skirt up that much more and finally reached up underneath and hooked her fingers about the material of her plain-jane panties concealing a now very wet sex. She closed her eyes as she pulled the panties down over her thighs, the material damp from her arousal at doing what she was for her new owner. After a few moments, the white cotton was about her ankles and she stepped out of them, picking them up and hooking them about her free wrist.
Not once did Winnie's eyes leave Markus'. Not once did she look away. Licking at her lips, she took the lacy panties she'd lifted from Andie's trunk and began to slip them on, slowly bringing them up her smooth legs. Trying to stay calm, though her breaths were short pants as she stared into Markus' eyes, her thoughts were all over the place. Again, she worried about who might show up, who might catch them... so many what ifs. But for now, at least, things seemed quiet enough.
Down in the girls' bathroom Felicity couldn't help but smile a little despite her ministrations to Simon's cock. Knowing he was enjoying things, that everything felt so good and that he thought she was doing a good job of everything, made her happy and boosted her confidence. As she continued to suck and lick at him, her hands stroked him, caressing him with great care. Her tongue swirled about his tip.
"I taste you and me," Felicity said plainly, her hands stroking Simon a bit harder as she licked him a bit more urgently. "And... I want to taste more of you," she admitted, her cheeks turning red. Just then, she felt a tiny gush of arousal pool between her legs. The very thought of Simon cumming again, only this time tasting it all and drinking it down. It made her skin ignite and the nub of flesh between her legs scream in bittersweet agony. "Can I? Taste you?" she then asked between sucks, her tongue furiously licking along his shaft, kissing and suckling like she couldn't get enough of him, of his taste. "Please?" she begged looking up at him as she reached between her legs and began to rub at herself, whimpering slightly before going back to work on his cock with her mouth.
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Markus swallowed at first he had assumed his task had been a bit unreasonable and yet she went on with it. It felt like time slowed down as she pulled up her skirt and then pulled down the white plane panties. For a moment before her skirt covered he could see Winnie's pussy, and he felt his own arousal grow with the moment. His mind was racing across the field it was impressive how quickly his heart was pounding inside his chest.
He watched as she put on the lacy underwear, and he took up her regular underwear feeling the wetness on them and instantly knowing that she was just as aroused as he was. There was a moment where he contemplated pouncing her but at the same time remembered the promised bath that was supposed to happen tomorrow. His entire plan was to claim winnie's body at that point and Markus didn't want to ruin the image he had in his head. Placing the wet panties into his pocket he smiled leaning into her a bit as his mouth came to her ears. A faint whisper as he held her shoulders to the wall. "I told you those would look good on you." He said pulling away and keeping a devilish smile.
He turned smiling as much as he wanted to do something more then this, they had places they needed to go. He took her hand and started to walk up to the main hallway. Heading to the stairs that would take them all the way back to the Buttermere's office. He liked this feeling of control it was stronger than he knew. In fact it was actually rather invigorating, the simple fact that he owned her and thus could get her to do anything, there were ideas here that he rather enjoyed, and oddly none of them had anything to do with the schoolwork. She may have been a member of Ravenclaw but for as lazy as Markus was he honestly wasn't about to make her do his homework. That said he would certainly end up using her in the long run.
"Come on we have work that needs to be done." He said lightly god he wished he had a video camera that could work in hogwarts. there was a sad fact that electronics didn't work all the way out here. Which made recording devices a sad thing that only his muggle father had. Still his mind replayed the image of her taking off her underwear a hundred times with each and every step he could take. Loving every second that he got to act as Winnie's owner and master.
Down in the girls bathroom Simon let out a soft moan feeling his entire body shiver with pleasure as he was being licked and touched, but it was when Felicity started to play with herself that things took a sudden shift. Simon had been holding himself back struggling for a moment on how to deal with his lust, but seeing Felicity outright play with herself while sucking on him shifted things around.
Simon grabbed onto Felicity's pig tails pulling her hair to force her to take more of his cock into her mouth. Suddenly he got violent with his hips, thrusting his cock hard against her mouth and using it as though it were her pussy. Suddenly his cock was being forced down her throat hard and he wouldn't have had it any other way. Simon was panting as used Felicity's mouth hard pulling her hair to make sure that she couldn't back away or stop him from hurting her. He knew his actions were painful towards Felicity, but he also needed this. Her mouth felt great even as he forced himself down on her. He didn't know how she would react just that he physically needed too do this to her.
His breath came in small shallow gasps now as he pulled on her hair his cock thrusting wild against her mouth as he forced her to take every inch of his cock pulling her mouth right to the base of his body and feeling is cock dip down the back of her throat. Pulling back only for a few seconds before thrusting her down again every motion was pleasure for him, violent enough that when he pulled back he felt himself cum hard. He rubbed his cock against Felicity's tongue as he felt it twitch, each move letting out a surge of hot cum out into her mouth for felicity to drink all keeping his cock inside her mouth until he was sure she had swallowed at which point he would release her.
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The ache between Winnie's legs was strong, her cheeks hot as she stood there before Markus with her green eyes fixed on the panties she'd just handed over to him. She swallowed hard knowing full well just how wet they were, betraying her arousal, the excitement she was feeling as he made his ownership known. She pushed at her glasses and then at her mousy blonde hair, biting down on her lip as the tension that hung in the air only grew in its intensity. It was like a weight bearing down on her chest, causing her breaths to quicken as she tried to suck in precious air while her mind tried to process just what exactly was happening between herself and her owner.
Owner. It was a dark concept, dark and wild and wonderful. A shiver ran along her spine when Winnie realized that the game truly was over, that she really was wearing the panties she'd lifted forhim, for Markus. She washis. Her eyes went wide at the thought and then came his compliment, the praise and words of approval. She blushed almost instantly, her eyes still fixed upon the stone floor as she let out a soft sigh of contentment. It was accompanied by a tiny gush between her legs causing the new pretty panties to dampen slightly. Blushing more, her legs locked at the knee awkwardly and a soft, nervous giggle escaped her. She wondered if he noticed, if Markus could tell, if...
But as Winnie's mind reeled and spun, Markus grabbed her hand. She blinked and nodded. "Yes," she answered. "We have to see Buttermere." Her fingers entwined with his as she moved to be a bit closer to him as they walked along the corridors, making their way to the witch's office. Her tummy fluttered with nerves at the thought of seeing the witch, knowing that she'd missed the class and then there were those rumors from the other day about the student who'd ended up in the Hospital Wing. Thankfully, she had the pass from Archer. But still, having to face a professor and explaining an absence... even an excusable one... It was enough to make even the most responsible student nervous and afraid. Fortunately, she had her owner with her. The bravest Gryffindor she knew and one she'd trust with all that she was. After all, he hadn't failed her in making things 'all right' all day long. So, as long as he was with her, everything would be fine.
It had to be. It was just the way of things.
Meanwhile, down in the girls' bathroom, Felicity was letting out tiny whimpering moans as she sucked and slurped on Simon's cock. It tasted so good as it stretched her lips, filled her mouth. Her one hand continued to stroke him, every so often brushing gently against his balls while her other hand began to rub at herself, trying to appease that bittersweet heat that was beginning to roar between her legs as she tasted him. She could feel her excitement growing, her heart pounding as her fingers kneaded against the tiny nub, which had hardened into a small fleshy pearlround and hard and screaming for release as her tongue swirled and licked.
Suddenly, Felicity felt Simon's grip on her hair tighten, his hips thrusting hard against her face in a rough motion of heat and passionate frenzy. She struggled at first, trying to breathe, gagging as a reflex causing her one hand to grip him harder, stroking, caressing, touching. Saliva dripped down her chin and along her neck, a small rivulet mixing with beads of sweat that had formed on her chest so that it could run between her tiny breasts. She moved to be on her knees, her face taking the brunt of his thrusts as her body bounced on the floor in front of him. Her fingers worked more furiously on herself, rubbing and teasing, pushing herself to the edge. She felt that want for more, to be filled and stretched. Without realizing it, a finger slipped inside herselffirst one, then two. Over and over again, she pumped, her thumb rubbing the bundle of nerves that begged for release as it craved for more attention from her fingers.
Felicity could hear the wet squelching sounds of her juices as her fingers pumped her sex, her wetness dripping down her thighs, causing her to moan between gags while Simon face fucked her. Groaning, whimpering, she longed to taste him, her tongue demanding he fill her mouth so she could drink down every drop he had to offer. Just then, as if he knew, his cock spilled heated, sticky cum into her mouth, down her throat.
"Mmm... mmm..." Felicity moaned, her fingers still pumping her sex hard. As she drank down every last drop, swallowing everything down, she let out a loud moan of pleasure, nearly screaming out as she fell into the blissful void of orgasm. As her sex pulsed about her fingers, she thrust her hips against her hand, her mouth kissing Simon's cock with heated urgency, licking up the last drops she might have missed. When he pulled away, she brought up her fingers wet with her own juices and licked once, blushing slightly. "I... I was messy," she admitted shyly. "And... and you taste so good." She squeaked softly, her face turning so she could bury it against his thigh as she giggled.
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Markus let out a soft breath as he walked with along side Winnie. He felt fantastic, really it was as simple as that. Nothing had the chance of spoiling his good mood. In one hand he held Winnie tight, his fingers intertwining with hers so that there was no chance of her slipping out of his grip, and the other hand was tucked away in his pocket feeling Winnie's wet panties as he walked along the school walls. Walls that he knew so many passages around, and so many ways to evade others that he had an odd confidence that if they wanted to disappear the two of them would never really be caught.
The best part of course was the fact that Simon now owned Winnie now. His head felt high with the kind of power that meant, it wasn't just that Winnie was a prefect and thus could get away with so much more then the average student, or the fact that he had held a crush on the raven claw girl for almost three years. It was the fact that as they walked she was beside him, and he owned her. There was nothing better than that moment of realization. It gave him a strong if slightly arrogant glow of strength around him, and allowed him to enjoy the air as he walked.
Simply put he couldn't be higher than he was right now. The universe had suddenly dealt him all the cards in the world and as long as he held onto Winnie then nothing would go wrong. Even as they walked up to buttermere's office nothing could ever really go wrong. Standing tall and proud he didn't even bother to break the contact he had with Winnie as he knocked hard on the Defense against the dark arts teachers door. Suddenly her treatment of the slytherin boy from the day earlier was completely lost on Markus. He turned back to Winnie giving her a swift but joy filled smile.
Markus would have to think of so many ways to justify his owner ship of her. There was the immediate things he wanted to do with her of course, but with the tittle like owner it seemed to him that he really needed to come up with some special and unique treatments of Winnie. Make every moment of her servitude count. He shook his head trying to focus on the hear and now, while also knowing that she was wearing the special lace panties. It felt like the entire world would know about them soon enough. "Ms Buttermere?"
Down in the girls bathroom, Simon breathed content and happy for a long moment. His hand brushed Felicities hair as she pressed her face into his thigh. He felt happy, and just a touch tired at the moment. Leaning against the wall for a moment he let himself slowly slink down and sit on the tile floor of the bathroom. His hands still brushing along Felicity's long hair.
He smiled his face turning bright when she said he was delicious. "You taste great as well." He said happily remembering the taste of her pussy, and how all of this had started. He smiled not sure if he wanted to get dressed at the moment or not. Instead he pressed a hand along Felicity's back and pulled her gently towards him so he could cuddle against her body. He didn't want to let her go, under any circumstance.
Simon blushed slightly and looked over Felicity. She had been a little messy, but something about the mess and all they had done together had seemingly never made her look better. He swallowed wanting to her to tell her that maybe she could have been a little more messy, an image of him cumming on the young witches face instantly forging in his mind. Instead he shook his head he had nothing left in him at the moment. "It's okay there will be other opertunities for us to do stuff like this, and maybe in the future.." Instead of speaking what he had in mind his hand trailed down Felicities Spine and touched her ass grabbing a hand full of her cheek and spreading it slightly. "We could try down that side too?" The question came off as curious to see what her reaction would be.
Simon laughed awkwardly and genuinely his eyes locking on hers for a moment, it was so clear that they both needed to go clean themselves up, but they wouldn't get the chance too, the next set of classes was going to start soon meaning that they would both be walking around looking like this for the rest of the day, smelling like each other. He wouldn't have had it any other way. "If only there was a way to savor this moment forever." He said lightly under his breath as he looked at her. "You look so good right now."
Down in the medical bay Kyle had finally arrived to see Doctor Irie. The good doctor took one look at the man and had started to 'very unprofessionally' laugh. It wasn't rare for students to get into a fight, but usually that meant he had to deal with curses. Students who were puking up slugs, and stuff like that. This on the other hand? this was something rare. Something he had to savor when it happened because when it did there was a primal brutality to it that was just energetic about it.
"You got punched in the face like a muggle!" He said in a light giggle. Trying to contain his actual excitement for his job as he looked over the student who's left eye was starting to swell. "Well I'm sorry to tell you, but." He leaned back into his chair still chuckling. "I have potions here designed to regrow bones, and fix joints. I know spells for reversing curses and hex's all day long, but when it comes to a bruise your shit out of luck. Fact is magical medicine isn't something people can or should use on the little things. Paper cuts, and black eyes are something you just gotta deal with."
He took out a cold pack, the magic made sure that the ice never melted. "Put this on your face and ask one of your female friends about make up. The swelling will go down in a day or so, and there shouldn't be any permanent damage to your eyes. If that's all please feel free to go to your next class, and also make sure to lodge a complaint with your house representative about who ever punched you." Irie said quickly dismissing Kyle who only seemed to grumble obscenities under his breath.