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Post by Alloy Alloy on Apr 30, 2006 7:41:40 GMT -5
Delilah Regan thought the day was too gorgeous to stay inside. So she decided to take a little walk over to the lake not too far off from the school grounds. There she sat under a huge willow tree, giving her the shade she needed at the day was hot. You could cook an egg on concrete. Under the tree Delilah took out a small book. She then began to scribble some things down in it:
Diario Caro,
L'oggi è il mio sesto giorno alla Scuola di Hogwarts di Stregoneria e Wizardry.
She paused and looked up to see some fish poke at the surface of the water with their gold orange lips. She smiled, then went back to her writing.
Era il cosí bell'oggi che dovevo uscire. Non sono giù al lago, appena una passeggiata piccola dalla scuola.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 5:42:41 GMT -5
Jake spent most of his time at Hogwarts out in the grounds, it was the one place he actually enjoyed being in the school and it was only rarely that he’d be seen inside the castle. It was lunch break, and instead of joining in the lunchtime rush Jake headed outside to go sit in his usual spot, away from anywhere the first years usually went. However, today he wasn’t alone for he saw an extremely pretty Ravenclaw girl sitting under his tree, writing in some book or something. He quickly decided that he could either turn around and go somewhere else or he could go over to the girl and have a conversation with her. Deciding on the latter he walked up to the girl, trying to remember her name, and sat down leaning on the same willow she was leaning on. Jake didn’t mind Ravenclaws as much as the other houses, more of them held the same values as Slytherins – hard work and ambition.
After sitting in silence for a couple of minutes he said, “Do ya have a fag?”
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 1, 2006 5:46:03 GMT -5
Delilah jumped, shuting her diary quickly. She looked at Jake,"Uh.. no. I don't. Sorry." Her tone was blank, but deep inside was a little shaken and bit anger that she wasn't alone anymore. She was expecting to have any company right now, and didn't particularly want any. Delilah just wanted to write in piece, not that anyone could understand the language she wrote in. That was the bonus of being Italian.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 6:06:05 GMT -5
“Uh… no. I don't. Sorry."
“Oh,” Jake replied good naturedly, deciding that the girl didn’t want company, and he would just make the situation uncomfortable by forcing his conversation her. Just by his luck at that moment two Hufflepuff boys walked past the willow tree, one with a packet of cigarettes in his hand. Although Jake would normally have thought better of stealing cigarettes he was desperate. However he decided to ask nicely first, “Hey, mate give me one?” he said standing up and gesturing to the boy’s hand.
The boy laughed and lit a cigarette, exhaling in Jake’s face. “Not in a million years…mate.”
Jake glared at him, took out his wand and in a second the boy was hanging upside down in the air, he repeated the same line, “Give us one.”
The boy pulled the packet closer to his chest, and shook his head violently.
“Oh for fucks sake,” Jake reached forward and prised it out of the boy’s hands, instead of taking just one he now had the whole packet. He let the boy the right way up. “Now run along.”
The boys glared at him and stalked off.
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Post by ring_junkie on May 1, 2006 7:26:13 GMT -5
Andy, on her way back from Quidditch practice, looked up as she walked back to the castle with her broom over her shoulder and saw a Hufflepuff hanging upside down in front of a Slytherin - moreover, a Slytherin seventh-year she recognised. He can't be allowed to get away with this... she thought, sighing and speeding up her walk so that she reached Jake just as the Hufflepuff was let down and marched off with his friend, looking angry.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" she demanded, shifting her broom slightly on her shoulder and adopting a firm stance. "You can't just nick stuff from Hufflepuffs! Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Gryffindors maybe, but Hufflepuffs... They don't stand up for themselves - leave them alone, Higgs."
He was the Keeper for the Slytherin team... she was allowed to hate him just a little bit, wasn't she? Besides, Hufflepuff was the weaker of the four houses; it was time the Slytherins were stopped from taking advantage of them.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 7:44:19 GMT -5
Jake took a cigarette out of the packet and slipped the rest into his pocket. He was about to light up when a girl marched up to him. Andrea Potter to be more precise.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
“Gein a fag,” he replied, the cigarette still poking his mouth, making his words less understandable. He lit the cigarette, and took it out his mouth with his fingers to frown at Potter with an almost bemused look on his face.
"You can't just nick stuff from Hufflepuffs! Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Gryffindors maybe, but Hufflepuffs... They don't stand up for themselves - leave them alone, Higgs."
Jake blinked, bloody hell another Gryffindor on a hero mission. Sighing he took the packet out of his pocket and offered it to her, “If you want one you only have to ask,” he said sarcastically, “And Hufflepuffs aren’t as bad as you think… in fact I find it slightly offensive to stereotype them as all pushovers. Of course you get the odd one or two who’ll shit themselves when you talk to them… but other than that, I’d say I can nick - that’s such a strong word - what I like if they give it to me freely…”
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Post by ring_junkie on May 1, 2006 7:56:04 GMT -5
Andy blinked as it took her a little longer than usual to understand what Jake had said, seeing as he had a cigarette poking out of his mouth. "Er, no," she said, raising an eyebrow, "you were stealing a fag."
“If you want one you only have to ask,”
She looked down at the packet he held out towards her and her hand sub-consciously reached for one, but then she realised what she was doing and brought her hand sharply back to her side, her other hand clutching her broom slightly tighter. "No, I don't," she said hastily, knowing that she looked a little stupid. She did want a cigarette... even after having given up - or rather, thought she'd given up.
"I’d say I can nick - that’s such a strong word - what I like if they give it to me freely…”
Andy's eyes narrowed a little. "So hanging upside down by your ankle is now classified as free, is it?"
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 8:19:47 GMT -5
"No, I don't,"
Jake watched her hand edge forward and then quickly pull back, he chuckled slightly, bemused. He took a drag and exhaled slowly listening to what she had to say, he did, however, make sure he exhaled away from her face.
"So hanging upside down by your ankle is now classified as free, is it?"
Jake shrugged, “Meh,” he sat down again against the willow tree, “Well he shouldn’t have had them anyway… against school rule you know,” he tucked the packet in his pocket again and took another drag, “being the honourable Slytherin House Captain I am I thought it,” he thought for a second, “…my duty to confiscate them and dispose of them in any way I see best.”
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Post by ring_junkie on May 1, 2006 8:35:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, it might have escaped your notice during your wonderful display of honour that smoking them is also against school rules, so..." Andy moved over, bending down and taking the cigarette out of his mouth, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to take this off you." She threw the cigarette on the ground and put it out with her foot, standing up straight again. "After all, you wouldn't want to be caught breaking the rules, now, would you, Jakey-Jake?" she added patronisingly, even though she was two years below him down the school.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 8:48:34 GMT -5
Jake let a small bark of disbelieving laughter when Potter took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it on the grass. She could not be serious. Apparently she was, and Jake had lost two good cigarettes that day, was he cursed or something?
"After all, you wouldn't want to be caught breaking the rules, now, would you, Jakey-Jake?"
He looked at her for a couple of seconds like there was something wrong with her, and then slipped another cigarette out of the packet and lit up this time clamping it firmly between his teeth so she wouldn’t be able to remove it.
“Who are you? The bloody thirteenth disciple or something?” he said annoyed and yet slightly bemused.
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Post by ring_junkie on May 1, 2006 9:28:50 GMT -5
Andy's mouth thinned as he lit another cigarette, though she couldn't pretend that she hadn't expected him to do so. Reaching down, she tried to take that cigarette out of his mouth too, but couldn't, unless she yanked very hard and pulled his teeth out in the process; well, either that or the cigarette would tear, getting tobacco over Jake's lips. It didn't taste very nice, and Andy hadn't quite reached the point at which she would do that.
“Who are you? The bloody thirteenth disciple or something?”
"No, I'm just an annoying Gryffindor trying to do my do-gooder duty," she replied, holding out her hand for the packet of cigarettes instead. "Look, just give it to me..."
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 1, 2006 9:38:47 GMT -5
"Look, just give it to me..."
Jake shook his head, "No way Potter," he took another drag and this time exhaled over her shoulder, just close enough that she'd be bothered by it, but not close enough to choke her. “I already tried giving up, and frankly, it sucked!” he said. It suddenly struck him how much he actually was like his sister; stubbornness was a trait that both siblings had inherited from their father.
“If I give them to you you’ll just smoke ‘em all…” he muttered.
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Post by ring_junkie on May 1, 2006 10:02:23 GMT -5
Andy held the breath she had just taken as he breathed the smoke past her, and let it out slowly, trying not to let it show that she didn't like having people blow smoke in her face. Well, no one did really, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that it bothered her. She didn't need the temptation to start smoking again.
“I already tried giving up, and frankly, it sucked!”
"Then you don't have enough will-power," she replied. "Trust a Slytherin..." she added, just to provoke him into a response. She hadn't meant it to be an insult as such; more of a jibe. Everyone knew there was inter-house rivalry at Hogwarts. Most of all between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
“If I give them to you you’ll just smoke ‘em all…”
"I will not," she retorted. "I'll have you know I gave up a few months ago."
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 1, 2006 14:00:54 GMT -5
((well, i guess i'm outtie for now. lol))
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