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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 15:12:07 GMT -5
The week had been a rough one for Chole Goyle. All she ever seemed to be doing is getting herself a one-way trip to detention. And it was over little things like girls saying shit about her because of her father. She wasn't definding her father, but herself because if you really got to know her.. Chole was nothing like any of her siblings nor her parents. Chole was the unqiue one out of the bunch. However, today was a different story. Chole had gotten herself sent to detention because a professor told her that she needed to change to her uniform, and of course, Chole told the bastard off.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 17, 2006 16:24:17 GMT -5
Jake wasn’t getting detention as much as usual this year, but he was still there enough to be on first name terms with the teacher taking detention. Nearly everyday he’d come after school to, in his opinion, waste a whole two hours of his life, before going to have dinner. Tonight was no exception and so, ten minutes into detention time, he strolled into the classroom and headed straight for his seat at the back of the room. Once he’d parked himself behind the desk he looked around, to observe a certain blonde sitting in front of him. Leaning forward he whispered, “Hey, what’re you in here for?”
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 16:29:31 GMT -5
Chole turned,"Bloody Professor Lu sent me because I wasn't dressed in uniform.. So we had a big rawl. You?"
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Post by ring_junkie on May 17, 2006 16:29:45 GMT -5
Dylan glanced up from the marking he had brought to do whilst supervising detention as he heard Jake and Chole whisper to each other.
"No talking, please," he said warningly - or as warningly as his voice would allow him to be.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 17, 2006 16:44:08 GMT -5
Jake grinned slightly at Chole’s reply, “I chucked a Gryffindor first year into the lake, and apparently he couldn’t swim,” he said, “He should’ve really thought about that before trying to hex me though…”
"No talking, please,"
Jake looked up at Dylan, whispering quieter to Chole he said, “Hey, watch this,” he slipped his wand out his pocket and performed a silent spell which made one of Dylan’s desk’s legs collapse. He had learnt the spell in third year with his friend, it was simple but effective.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 16:46:01 GMT -5
Chole bit back a laugh,"Where'd you learn that?"
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Post by ring_junkie on May 17, 2006 16:54:38 GMT -5
Dylan jumped as the desk crashed to the floor, making a small noise of surprise in the sound of a shocked "Oh." But then his eyes closed for a few moments, and he sighed before opening them again and taking out his wand, repairing the desk and setting his papers back to the way they had been with a wave of his wand. Then he sat down and resumed marking, looking up at the two Slytherins momentarily before continuing and thinking bitterly, So it begins...
"I'll - I'll thank you to remember that you're here on punishment," he stammered. "If you want to stay here for longer, that-that's fine by me."
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 17, 2006 16:59:46 GMT -5
Jake just grinned to Chole and then said, in an innocently voice “I think you should get the desk check out Professor – it doesn’t look very stable,” he then whispered to Chole, “Back in third year – I’ll tell you it later.” Jake then lent back on his seat and started to tap a rhythm out on his desk – an annoyingly loud, repetitive rhythm.
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 17:03:13 GMT -5
Okay.. she thought. She just sat there, annoyed with the reason of why she was there. It was a ridiculous one.
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Post by ring_junkie on May 17, 2006 17:18:03 GMT -5
Dylan glanced up at Jake as he spoke, but then looked down at his work again; the seventh-year was trying to wind him up, and he was not going to fall for it.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 17, 2006 17:29:02 GMT -5
Jake was slightly put out when the teacher didn’t react, so he sat for a few minutes, bored but still taping. He then decided to go back to old school tricks, and reached forward for the pieces of paper they’d been given, which they were supposed to write the rules on. Casting a quick muffling spell on the paper so no one could hear it as he ripped it up and scrunched it into balls, he then took aim and threw the piece of paper. The ball struck the teacher right in the middle of his forehead. Score!
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 17:34:20 GMT -5
Chole laughed, she couldn't help it. It was funnY!
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Post by ring_junkie on May 17, 2006 18:07:11 GMT -5
Dylan blinked in surprise as the paper hit his forehead, then looked up at Jake, his cheeks colouring a little in embarrassment. "Five p-points from Slytherin... D-don't do it again."
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Post by Alloy Alloy on May 17, 2006 18:14:36 GMT -5
"Wooo.. We're so disappointed in loosing points." Chole said, then laughed again.
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Post by ...Really Bad Eggs... on May 27, 2006 15:13:38 GMT -5
Jake rolled his eyes at the teacher’s feeble attempt to discipline him and instead of complying to the Professor’s wishes he merely enchanted some more paper balls to fly at him, in an arrowhead attacking formation.
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