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Open To Mssr. Regulus Black

2008-03-29T15:07:38Z

Bellatrix wandered into the sitting room at her home and looked around with a disapproving air. She had told those elves to make the room spotless, but she could see a bit of dust on the mantel above the fireplace. Of course, this could just be her way of making an excuse to torture the elves later (not that she needed one), but she swore it was there. She tsked and walked over to the table she had had the elves set with tea. Settling herself in a chair, she summoned one of the house elves.

"Bring Regulus down for tea. And I shall need to have a word with the lot of you later."

The elf's ears drooped as it scampered off to find her houseguest. She had fetched Regulus from Hogwarts the day before and now it was time for their little chat. She settled back and poured herself some tea as she waited, thinking about what she was going to say.

Open to anyone who would go see a muggle movie

2008-03-26T04:53:08Z

Having the day off, Marlene decided to catch a flick. One of the man at the office had mentioned that there was a theater showing some of the more old school horror zombie flicks this week only. Being a lover of all things undead and b-rated, she decided that going would be the best course of action, so she got in line to buy a ticket.

As she got to the front, the person that was in front of her purchasing a ticket turned, and she made I contact, "oi, what are you doing here? You have a thing for bad zombie movies too?" She laughed.

Open to anyone ((hope I post this in the right place ^_^))

2008-03-26T04:17:26Z

Evelyn entered the library, going to check out some last minute resources for a herbology homework assignment. She made her way to the back stacks to grab the book on algae, of course being an "A" it was almost too high for her to reach but she tried for it anyway, "I swear what is the point of stacks this high when no one can reach them, stupid library."

Not wanting to ask for help, she decided to just quickly step on the first two selves, grab the book and be down with it. As she grabbed the book and went to step down, she lost footing, and collided with another human being, before she, and the other, fell to the floor.

After a moment she regained her wits and looked to the person who broke her fall, when she turned she saw...

((sorry for the damsel situation, it seems to work when in a pinch ^_^))

An interesting talk between Evan and Regulus

2008-03-01T07:11:15Z

Who: Evan and Regulus
Where: Slytherin common room
Rating: PG? PG-13? lol... Just a mentioning of something you don't really want to know.

Evan: *curled up on a couch, half asleep*

Reg: *comes into the dorm after class* *drops his bag on the floor* *sits on the arm of the couch* Sleeping so early in the day?

Evan: *blinks blearily up at him* I'm not asleep... *eyes close again and he sinks further into the couch*

Reg: Right. You're just resting your eyes then? Checking for light leaks, etc?

Evan: *makes mumbly noise that could be agreement*

Reg: *yawns* I can see that. Were you up late last night, too?

Evan: A bit... *rolls over, forgetting he's on a couch, and falls onto the floor. swears*

Reg: *smirks* Maybe your bed is a better place to lay down than the common room couch.

Evan: *nods, rubbing his eyes* To be fair, I wasn't intending for that to happen when I first lay down there.

Reg: Fair enough. I'll probably take a nap before dinner myself. Long night.

Evan: *nods* Doing homework, I'm guessing?

Reg: Yeah. Awful Potions assignment that I brilliantly put off until the last minute.

Evan: *looks up at him in surprise, then finally gets off the floor and sits back on the couch* Even studious Regulus leaves things to the last minute?

Reg: *scowls* You can bet I won't be doing that anymore. I got distracted, that's all. I'm all caught up now.

Evan: *grins* Alright, alright. But it's not such a bad thing, yeah?

Reg: I know better than that. My essay was definately not what it could have been. *shakes his head* But it's all finished now. What about you? Why so tired?

Evan: *cheeks go slightly red* Ah, just had trouble sleeping, you know how it is.

Reg: *raises an eyebrow* Oh?

Evan: Yeah. *smiles more reservedly than usual*

Reg: Well, as I have no problems falling asleep, maybe you can enlighten me as to how this happens?

Evan: You don't? Oh, well, mainly just thinking about stuff will do it.

Reg: What kind of "stuff"?

Evan: *noticeable lack of eye contact* You know...anything, really.

Reg: Anything in particular?

Evan: *little mind thinks fast* I think I thought about a new camera I saw in Hogsmeade in the weekend and some point..

Reg: ...oh? I didn't notice it. *lets the matter drop*

Evan: *relieved. wonders how he got into the mess in the first place* Yeah, it was pretty fancy. I'm not so good at photography, though, so it'd probably be a waste for me to buy it.

Reg: Probably. *is still so curious...* So, how are classes with you?

Evan: You know, same old thing. Teachers getting frustrated, me getting frustrated, me losing interest...

Reg: Just do your work and it'll alleviate alot of that frustration.

Evan: Nah, it's easier if I try to ignore it. Attempting it is the most frustrating part.

Reg: So... it's easier to deal with angry professors, and the personal frustration than it is to just do the assignments?

Evan: Yeah, well, I don't really care what the professors think, and my personal frustration mainly comes from my inability to actually concentrate or do a good job on the assignments even when I try. And it's jut boring. So yeah.

Reg: So then I take it you aren't all that worried about OWLs or anything? What are you going to do after Hogwarts?

Evan: Be a model *grin*. I don't think they look at your OWLs when you apply for that job. *laughs a bit*

Reg: That's really your plan?

Evan: Yeah *nods happily*

Reg: So then, what do you do after you're done modeling? That doesn't last forever you know.

Evan: *pause, pursing his lips, eyes going a bit wide, then shrugs* No idea. I'll think about that when the time comes.

Reg: You might want to come up with a plan before you get old and can't model anymore.

Evan: But that's ages away! I'll be a different person by then. I'm only fifteen - I don't want or need my life planned out just yet.

Reg: Fair enough. *shrugs*

Evan: *smile* So...I'm guessing you've got something planned for your future?

Reg: *shakes his head* Not quite. I have a few ideas, but nothing set in stone. I'll do as well as I can here, and see what my options are.

Evan: *laughs a bit* So there you are. You'll probably have lots of options, though. My uncle's always saying hard work couts for a lot in the workforce, and you've got it in spades.

Reg: I just like to keep my options open. I am curious about Unspeakables though. *smirks*

Evan: Wow...that's aiming high. Good luck.

Reg: *pauses lost in thought* I wonder what they do exactly...?

Evan: *twists his mouth in an 'I don't know' sort of expression* It'd suck if they ended up doing really boring things.

Reg: *chuckles* Yes, it would. But then, no one would know, would they?

Evan: *laughs* If you only care about the appearance of it, that could work.

Reg: Well, it'd be fun to know something secret like that. Something no one else knows. *shrugs* Or at least very few people.

Evan: So a secret's still fun, even if it's boring?

Reg: Of course.

Evan: *shakes his head, smiling* Can't say I relate to that one.

Reg: Well, I think it would be rather interesting. And I highly doubt that they're so secretive for no reason.

Evan: *shrugs* I sill maintain that even dangerous information can be boring.

Reg: *shakes his head* I'd have to disagree with you there. All information is interesting and important, no matter how minor.

Evan: Aah! That's why you love schoolwork so much! *looks like he's just discovered the solution to an impossibly hard riddle*

Reg: *blinks* Well, I suppose that's one reason.

Evan: There are others?

Reg: I don't know. I've never thought about it like that.

Evan: Okay. *shrugs* Let's not question it too much or it might die.

Reg: Yes, let's let that one go. But I am still curious what had you in such a state that you were up half the night.

Evan: *completely caught off-guard again. red comes back to his cheeks* Why do you care?

Reg: Because I rarely see anything affect you as much as this obviously is.

Evan: It's not a big deal, really!

Reg: And yet you still choose to hide it. *smirks*

Evan: *rubs his forehead. drops pretenses* One, it's personal, and two, you only think you want to know.

Reg: Oh no, now I'm quite sure I need to know. *raises an eyebrow*

Reg: Afterall, weren't we just going on about how important information is to me?

Evan: Need? This isn't...like...exciting Ministry stuff or some cool new potion to make your feet as big as sleighs.

Reg: Well, possibly not. But it is information that I'm not allowed to have apparently, and that is enough.

Evan: Oh, you're one of those, are you? Want whatever you can't have?

Reg: In this instance, sure. Let's go with that. But stop changing it around to me here. Something is bothering you to the point where you can't sleep.

Evan: It wasn't bothering me, just distracting me.

Reg: That's some distraction. Ruining your beauty sleep like that.

Evan: *rolls his eyes* I'm beautiful with or without sleep. But seriously. It's not a problem or anything. It's quite nice, actually. *mentally bites his tongue*

Reg: *confused* Nice? Missing sleep?

Evan: There are things better than sleep, aren't there?

Reg: No, well, I can't think of any... I rather like sleep

Evan: You'd like this better, I'd bet. *hangs head, wishing he had a zipper for his mouth*

Reg: *dying of curiosity* *tries playing it cool* I doubt it, I really like my sleep.

Evan: *shakes head, pressing his lips closed*

Reg: Sleep is fantastic. Just close your eyes and relax. Everything seems better after a good night's sleep.

Evan: *mumbles* Everything seems better after other things, too...

Reg: I don't know about that.

Evan: *rubs his temples* Merlin...why do you care?! *voice higher pitched than usual*

Reg: *blinks* You're getting pretty upset for something that's not a big deal.

Evan: Because you keep pestering me about it!!

Reg: Well, if you just tell me I wouldn't have to keep pestering you.

Reg: As it is, you should probably clear your schedule, because I'm not going anywhere.

Evan: *takes ten deep breaths but still sounds like he's about to throw a fit* Okay, I was having a wank! *said a bit too loudly. swivels around in his seat so his back's to Reg. folds his arms*

Reg: *flushes* You were, ah... Right. *clears his throat, stands and grabs his bag* I, uh... think I'm going to go get myself obliviated.

Evan: *voice dripping with frustration* I told you you didn't want to know.

Reg: Yes, well... I didn't think you'd really meant it. I'm just going to, uh... *points at the stairs* Right then. See you at dinner later? *nods* Right. *heads up the stairs to relative safety*

Evan: *sighs and sinks his head into his hands*

hoggiewartsrp @ 2008-02-19T11:19:00

2008-02-19T16:20:55Z

Who: Emma and Regulus
Where: Some secluded spot in the castle
What: They want to spend some uninterrupted time together... It's not too much to ask...
Rating: PG-13

Emma finished her breakfast and headed over to the Slytherin table. "Almost done?" she asked Regulus as she sat down.

Regulus nodded as he pushed away his bowl. "Yeah," He said with a smile, "Never have much of an appetite in the morning anyway."

"Did you have plans for the day?" She smiled hopefully at him.

"Nothing that can't wait," He grinned, "Why, have you?"

She grinned back at him. "I thought we could spend some time together, me and you. No distractions." Emma was looking forward to the fact that she found a spot Evelyn wouldn't be able to find them.

Regulus raised an eyebrow, "Seriously?" He asked, "Did we have to resort to foul play for this, or are we just particularly lucky today?"

"You just happen to have a very clever girlfriend." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "So, you up for it?"

"Lucky me," He winked, "And of course, where are we going?"

"Follow me." She stood and held out her hand to him.

Regulus smiled and took her hand, following her out of the Great Hall. "Is this a surprise then?" He asked

"Just don't want everyone to know where it is." She figured he knew who she meant. Emma led him towards the library but veered off at one point. Soon, she stopped at a little alcove with a cushioned bench. "What do you think?"

Regulus blinked. "I've never even noticed this before... Do I want to know how you found it?" he teased.

She laughed. "I was wondering around the other day and I came across it. No one ever uses this hallway."

"Well, it's definitely nice to have somewhere to hide," He said, taking a seat on the bench, "For how big this place is, it sure is hard to avoid people."

She sat next to him. "Especially certain people."

Regulus squeezed her hand. "It's not all that bad though. I occasionally get to run into some people that I like."

She smiled at him. "Yes, well, I do like most of the people I run into. But some people..." Emma shook her head. "Some people I can't seem to avoid." She rested her head on his shoulder.

"Is it Lupin?" Regulus said with a wide grin, "I could take care of that. Oh, do let it be Lupin."

She swatted his arm gently. "You know it isn't. He's my friend, despite how you two don't get along."

"Yeah, I know," Regulus sighed, and rested his head on hers, "So, who is it then?"

"Evelyn." She squeezed his hand. "Ugh, I can't stand her!"

"What did she do?" He asked with a frown, "She's horrid unpleasant from what I've seen."

"You mean other than breathe?" Emma groaned. "Remember the other day when you said I was acting off?"

Regulus chuckled a bit. "Yeah?"

"I fell that day. And I'm pretty sure she was the reason."

"So she's really picking on you then?"

Emma nodded against his shoulder. "I know I don't have proof, but there was nothing on the floor in front of me and then next thing I know, I've landed face first and she going down the hall, laughing." She sighed softly.

"Well, as I see it we can take this one of two ways," He said with a sigh.

"What's the first way?"

"I deal with her."

"Define deal with." Emma squeezed his arm gently.

"I'm sure you'd rather not know," He said, "Besides, the inner workings of a Slytherin mind aren't meant for you to know."

She sighed softly. "That worries me a little. More so because she's a Slytherin too and she's always plotting."

"The second option is that you handle her yourself," He said, squeezing her hand, "I can, and will take care of this for you if you want. I don't mind at all. Actually, I'm almost looking forward to it. But she's also going to know that it was your boyfriend who ultimately stood up for you. She won't respect that, and you'll hear about it I'm sure. She won't even lay a hand on you, or a spell for that matter. But I'm not sure anything on this earth could shut her mouth."

Regulus sighed, already plotting what he was going to do with Evelyn, regardless of Emma's answer. Sirius had made the mountains and molehills comment, but he must not have know how upset Emma was about this.

"I'm not sure how to deal with her. I really, really, want to hex her into next year and make sure she can't talk to a single soul for the rest of her life..." She sighed again. "What the hell does she have against me anyway?"

"I'm sorry," Regulus said softly, "I don't know why, but I'm fairly sure it's my fault. She has this odd interest in me and I don't know what started it."

Emma snuggled a little more against him. "She's just going to have to deal with the fact that you're with me."

"Yeah, but she's a little thick-headed, that one," He replied, putting an arm around her and giving a gentle half hug.

"I've noticed." She sighed and slid her arm around his waist as he held her. "Now, how to I knock her off her high horse?"

Regulus smirked, "She really does bring out the best in you, doesn't she?" He teased, "Maybe you were really meant for Slytherin."

She laughed. "I got sorted into Hufflepuff." Emma lifted her head and looked up at him. "Though, if I was in Slytherin, I might have met you sooner."

"That is true," He said smiling at her, "And just think of all the time we've lost already. I think that hat made a mistake." He leaned in and gave her a quick kiss, happy to see her more relaxed than when they were discussing Evelyn.

"Sometimes I wonder about that whole sorting thing. I think everyone can have days when they should be in another house." Emma smiled warmly at him, faint blush on her cheeks from the fact he'd kissed her.

"Not me," He said proudly, "Slytherin through and through."

She laughed softly and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "You're pretty loyal sometimes, you know." Emma let that comment sink in.

"Oh, that was sneaky," He said, "Slipping that in there like that. I'm telling you, the Sorting Hat made a mistake the day you started here."

"Maybe." Emma smiled brightly at him. "Maybe not."

"I suppose it depends on which one of your personalities was present at the time?" Regulus asked, "That might have an affect on things."

She laughed again. "And how many personalities do you think I have, Reg?"

"Still, I think that's altogether very Slytherin of you."

"I haven't figured it out yet," He said, pretending to think very hard, "Two, possibly three. One can never be sure."

"And which one do you like best?"

"Hmmm... Well, the Emma-who's-out-for-revenge is interesting, I'll grant you," He teased, "But I prefer the one who makes those really good cookies."

She smiled and leaned in for a soft kiss. "Good answer, Reg."

Regulus returned the kiss and pulled her closer to him. "What would you have done if I gave the wrong answer?"

"I'm not sure there really is a wrong answer. Might have swatted you on the arm if you stuck with the me who's out for revenge," she teased.

"Well, then you would have turned into your third personality, the Emma-who-likes-hitting-amazingly-wonderful-guys-who've-done-nothing-wrong."

"And you like them all. Admit it." She grinned.

"Of course I do," He said with a bit of a shrug, "You keep me very well entertained."

She laughed. "At least I'm not insane."

"....." Regulus grinned.

She swatted his arm. "Hey!"

"What?" He asked, pretending to be hurt, "I didn't say anything."

"Exactly." She glared at him, trying, and nearly failing, not to laugh. "It's not nice to imply your girlfriend is insane."

"I implied nothing of the sort," He replied in his best I'm-so-much-better-than-you impersonation, "It isn't nice to falsely accuse your boyfriend you know."

"Oh really?"

"Really," He said, all in mock seriousness, "You have to treat your boyfriend right you know. Just the right amount of kissing and help with overly inflated egos. Shouldn't be too hard."

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind," she said as she kissed him softly. "Though it might take me a little while to get used to the balance."

Regulus smiled and leaned his forehead against hers. "It’s ok. By the time you get used to balancing my needs, I may have gotten used to your multiple personalities."

She smiled. "Alright then. I think that's a fair deal." Emma liked this, the quiet moments, the fact that it was just them.

Regulus could practically hear Severus teasing him for being so completely besotted over a Hufflepuff. Thank Merlin no one was around to bother them. He kissed the tip of her nose and sighed. "I think this is going to be one of my favorite places now."

"I'd like it to be ours for as long as possible," she said softly. Who knew Regulus Black was such a softie? No one, and she wanted to keep it that way, to be the only one who got to see this side of him. She hugged him tight and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Well, you can bet I won't be telling anyone about it," He said confidently, "It's the best hiding spot I've found yet,"

"You've found?" she teased. "I'm sorry, I thought I brought you here. Not the other way around."

"That is true. I guess I should be saying thank you," He smirked, as he kissed her.

She reached up and cupped his cheek as he kissed her. "You're welcome," she murmured softly.

Moments like this made it easy to forget everyone else and their expectations of him. "Definitely my new favorite place," he said softly.

She smiled. "I'm glad." Emma rested her forehead against his, sighing softly. "Is it bad that I think this is perfect?"

"No, of course not," he smiled, "I do too, and we both know I can't be wrong."

She laughed softly. "Heaven forbid the great Regulus Black ever be wrong," she teased.

"It would never happen," He winked, "Though maybe using my full name is a bit pretentious. Maybe I should just use my initials. Wouldn't want to seem stuck up." He grinned

"What's your middle name then? Because the great RB doesn't have that ring to it." She grinned back, enjoying their little game.

"Arcturus." He said, making a face.

"Arcturus," she repeated. "I like it." Emma kissed the tip of his nose. "So that makes you the great RAB." She smiled warmly.

"Well of course it sounds better when you say it," he smirked, 'The great RAB. I like it..

She grinned. "You know, it's only fair if I get a nickname too."

"Hmmmm.... How about Emmy?" Regulus chuckled.

Her smile turned almost wistful. "My father used to call me that when I was little."

Regulus frowned. "Bad, then? Shall I pick something else?'

She nodded. "Something that's just for you."

Regulus sat back on the bench, trying to think of something good. "What is your middle name?"

"It's Jane." She smiled at him. "I told you the Pride and Prejudice was my mother's favorite book. She loved Jane Austen."

"Obviously, Emma," he said with a wink.

Emma smiled, cheeks turning slightly pink. "You don't have to give me a nickname right now. Maybe it'll just come to you."

"I don't know, love," He said scratching his head, "I guess I'm not very good at this..." *still thinking*

"The Great RAB not good at something." She gasped, grin on her face. "For shame!"

"Alas, you're discovered my best kept secret... I am not perfect like everyone thinks. I hope you can keep this between just us? "

"My lips are sealed." Emma lay her head on his shoulder again.

"Oh?" Regulus frowned, "Well that's a shame."

Her brow furrowed and she lifted her head. "Why is that a shame? I thought you didn't want me to tell anyone."

"If your lips are sealed I won't be able to kiss you

Emma almost laughed. "Maybe if you ask nicely, I'll unseal my lips for you."

Regulus grinned, "I'm sure I could find in it me to ask nicely," he said softly, leaning in closer to her.

"I thought you might be able to," she replied as he leaned in, smile slowly creeping over her face.

"Just for you," He replied as he kissed her

The kiss lasted all of a second before she pulled back enough to speak. "You didn't ask," she teased.

Regulus sighed and rolled his eyes. "Please?"

She bit her lip to keep from laughing. "Don't roll your eyes at me."

"Yes, mother," He replied sarcastically, "I'll roll my eyes at whoever I want to," He poked her in the side softly.

She giggled. "It's not nice," she replied, leaning in. "If I was any other girl, I might not want to kiss you."

"Well if you were any other girl I wouldn't want you to kiss me," He said, leaning in close enough to touch noses, "But since you aren't... May I?"

"Good answer," she murmured. "And yes, you may."

Regulus leaned in and kissed Emma, wrapping an arm around her.

Emma slid her arms around his neck as they kissed. This really was perfect.

Regulus wrapped both arms around her and hugged her to himself without breaking the kiss. This was definitely a good day.

When she broke this kiss, this time it was for air. "Wish I'd found this spot sooner," she said softly, breathing against his cheek.

"Me too," Regulus replied,

Emma smiled and blushed her lips over his cheek, not for the first time thinking how much easier it would be if they were both in the same house and had a place they could spend time with one another without having to resort to finding spots like this.

Regulus kissed her forehead and sighed, "We should be getting back. Before someone sends a search party."

She very nearly pouted. "I suppose."

"You don't want them to find us and kill me, do you?" He said with a smirk, "You know, evil Slytherin, poor innocent Hufflepuff...."

She grinned back at him. "Little do they know that I told you how I felt first," she teased.

Regulus smiled, "Yes well you've been hanging out with those Gryffindors a bit too much. Their ridiculous courage has rubbed off on you."

"Would you rather I hadn't told you?"

"No, I'd have to say that for this, and only this, I'm glad for it," He said teasing, "Your courage that is."

She smirked. "And not for say things like this?" Emma leaned in and kissed him, cupping his cheek.

Regulus smiled into the kiss and returned it, breaking it after a moment. "Yes, well... That's very good too."

"See?" She smiled sweetly at him. "And if I didn't have that courage, I wouldn't have brought you here."

"Ok, so maybe it isn't all bad."

She grinned. "Told you."

Regulus threw his hands up in defeat. "You win," He said finally, "Just don't tell anyone. I do have an image to protect after all."

"Your secret is safe with me." She kissed his cheek again. "Boy, you must trust me. I have all these secrets of yours," she teased, pleased that she was the one who got to see this side of him.

"Well, like I said before... You Hufflepuffs are a trusting loyal sort," He grinned, "I think I'm safe with you."

"If we're going by house reputations, I'm not sure I should trust you," she said with a slight smirk.

Regulus frowned, "So you don't trust your own boyfriend? How sad... Maybe I should go?" He was obviously teasing her, and enjoying himself at that.

"Don't you dare," she replied, leaning closer. "Though, if you did, it would certainly be your loss."

"Oh? Would it be?" He pretended to think hard on this, "I don't know..."

“You'd miss out on my wonderful company for starters."

"Well that's true, and I do enjoy your company," He said with a grin, "Couldn't give that up."

She smiled. "And you'd miss out on my baking..."

"That reminds me, I never got to properly thank you for those cookies," Regulus remembered, "They were wonderful."

She grinned. "I'm glad you liked them. I had to agree to let the house elves arrange them in the tin, but I did get to make them.”

"I could tell. They were much better than the ones the house elves make,"

Emma was clearly pleased that he could tell the difference. "You're very welcome," she said as she leaned in to kiss him softly again.

Regulus pulled back after a few seconds and looked at her seriously, "You know.. You know you can trust me, right?"

She smiled warmly. "Of course I know that. I was only teasing.”

"I should have known," He said smiling, relieved.

She cupped his cheek. "I trust you completely Regulus."

Regulus smiled and put his hands over hers. "Thanks,"

Emma leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose.

Regulus raised an eyebrow, "No, that's cute but definitely not enough," He said as he leaned over and kissed her softly.

She smiled as he called her cute. Regulus' kisses, though she had nothing to compare them to, were soft, caring and she loved them.

Regulus smiled, "That's better."

She blushed a little. "I thought you were the one who wanted to head back," she teased, clearly not ready to head back at all.

"Er..." Regulus sighed, "After you."

"No!" She sighed. "I was only teasing you. I really don't want to go back, not yet."

"Well, I certainly wouldn't want to force you to do anything you don't want to do," He said smiling, "So then stay."

Emma snuggled herself against his side. "I will then." She was clearly not letting him leave anytime soon.

"I guess this means I get to stay too?" He chuckled.

"Yep." She wrapped an arm around his waist.

"Oh good," He said, "How long do you think we can hide here before someone finds us?"

"Well, we could probably go a couple of days, but people might start suspecting something if we don't turn up at dinner."

"A couple days?" Regulus said, raising an eyebrow, "Want to test that little theory?"

She grinned. "We'd get hungry, you know."

"That's true..." He said contemplating this, "Well, maybe we could get the house elves to bring us food?"

"I'm sure you could if you asked them nicely." She kissed his cheek. "But I didn't think that was something you did," she teased.

"Just you... Well, that does ruin things, doesn't it? Maybe you could ask?"

She giggled. "I could. But how would we find one to ask?"

"Well, you know where the kitchen is. Aren't they usually down there?"

"That would involve me leaving here, wouldn't it?

"Ah, that is true," He said, hugging her, "And that is most definitely not allowed. At least not right now."

She hugged him back. "We could plan to attempt this another time."

"There's plenty of time left yet, " He said, "It’s not a rush." Nothing was a rush at the moment. He was just enjoying spending the quiet time with her, blessedly uninterrupted quiet time.

"Sounds perfect." Emma closed her eyes as she was snuggled into his side.

Regulus yawned and rested his head on hers.

Emma tucked her legs up and to the side so she was more effectively curled in his side. "Comfy?" she murmured softly.

Regulus lifted his head up. "Almost..."

"What more do you need?"

"Stand up for a second,"

Her brow furrowed but she did as he asked. "What?"

Regulus grinned and grabbed her arm, pulling her down so that she was now seated on his lap, "There, much better," He said as he wrapped his arms around her.

Emma laughed softly. "You're adorable, you know that?" she said, sliding her arms around his neck again.

"I know," Regulus grinned, "But you can keep telling me that,"

"Peacock," she murmured as she leaned in to kiss him again.

"Kitten," Regulus smiled and kissed her back.

For a few moments, she let the world melt away, focusing solely on kissing him, being completely comfortable in his lap.

Regulus hugged her tightly and broke the kiss for a moment, only to kiss her again. He definitely enjoyed spending time with Emma. It was the only time he could be completely relaxed, completely open and not have to worry what people where thinking, or what was expected of him. It was so freeing, he didn't want to leave.

There was no pressure in their little world, no annoying people trying to ruin what they had. This was safe and she was happy, happier than she'd been in a very long time. And for a while, she could forget that other than her friends, she was alone in the world. He soothed her.

Regulus broke the kiss with a smile and leaned his forehead against hers. He hoped that Severus and Evelyn were wrong, that it wasn't going to end badly for them. Sitting here like this it just didn't seem possible. He gave her a little wink and kissed her again.

When he rested his forehead against hers, she cupped his cheek gently. She wished that Remus could see that Reg was a good guy, that he treated her well. He wasn't as arrogant as he came off sometimes. But she had a feeling Remus would never see that side of him. Emma smiled as he winked and let him kiss her.

With a smile, Regulus pulled away and hugged her close to him. He wasn't a particularly violent person, mostly due to his apathetic nature, but if anyone bothered them at this moment he might have to kill them. He sighed, content with the moment and closed his eyes.

She smiled softly and curled up in his lap, head on his shoulder as he held her. Reg sighed and her smile widened a little. "Thank you, Reg," she murmured, tightening her arms around him.

"Whatever for?" Regulus asked, brow furrowed but not opening his eyes.

"This," she said softly. "Just being here with me like this." Emma smiled as her eyes slipped closed. "I feel safe with you."

"Well you are," He said, trying to hold back a yawn, "I would never let anyone hurt you."

"I know." She saw how upset he was about what Evelyn had been doing to her, trying to get between them and she knew things were right, having him in her life like this.

Regulus gave her a small squeeze and sighed, "Good," He said

Regulus rested his head on hers, a feeling of warmth and safety lulling him to sleep.

Emma yawned softly, snuggled safely against him. Soon, she too had drifted off.
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Regulus and Evan in the Slytherin common room

2008-02-18T06:22:25Z

Who: Regulus and Evan
Where: Slytherin common room
When: Before bed?

Reggie: *finishing up a potions essay before class tomorrow* *in the common room*

Evan: *sitting in a chair close to Reg, reading a magazine and humming quietly to himself*

Reg: *wishes Evan wouldn't hum like that* *finishes his scribbles and rolls up the parchment* *looks over at Evan, confused* Are you already done your homework?

Evan: *stops humming and looks up* Homework? Oh, right... Nope.

Reg: Well, don't you think maybe you should? I think you've already lost us plenty of points for missing homework.

Evan: *sigh* Do I have to? Can't I just make up some excuse?

Reg: Once in a while you can, but if you do it all the time they catch on you know.

Evan: That's true... I've got a lunchtime before the class it's due. I'll do it then.

Reg: You'll forget.

Evan: Nah, I'll do it *waves off the negativity*

Reg: *shrugs* *puts the rest of his books in his bag* Well, at least I'm done.

Evan: Good for you! *sighs wistfully* I wish I was done...

Reg: Maybe if you started on it sooner...

Evan: Nah *shrugs*

Reg: *gives up* Have it your way then. *leans back on the couch and sighs, finally able to relax now that his work is finished* You seemed to be having an ...interesting... time at the dance. What was that snowman about?

Evan: Oh yeah...that *frowns* didn't turn out how I expected. Snowmen are cold! And aggressive! Remus did warn me when he told me how to make one.

Reg: Yes, well... of course snow is cold.

Evan: *sigh* I really didn't think it through properly.

Reg: Apparently not.

Evan: It's not one of my strong points, as you'll have noticed. But how did your date go?

Reg: *small smile* It went rather well thank you.

Evan: Ooh *leans forwards* I like the sound of that. What happened?

Reg: Nothing. It was fine, just a dance anyway. Nothing terrible happened and so I am satisfied.

Evan: *nods* The absence of negative has to be positive. You went with Emmeline, right?

Reg: *nods* Yes, I did. What of it?

Evan:Nothing - she seemed nice when I met her.

Reg: *frowns, realizes that Evan isn't going to verbally attack him* Sorry, guess I've just gotten used to having to defend my choice is all.

Evan: Really? Because she's a Hufflepuff?

Reg: Mostly, yes. Severus wasn't too happy when I told him. And Evelyn's been making snide comments for days.

Evan: Well, good on you for not listening to them and going for her anyway.

Reg: *wonders if it's a bad sign that the only person that agrees with him is insane* Well... Thankyou.

Evan: No problem. Oh, and I'll bet they're just jealous anyway

Reg: I wouldn't be surprised. Afterall, I am a Black. Not everyone can come from my lucky background.

Evan: Yes, I'm not one for jealousy, but I can understand why someone might be jealous of you. What's it like, anyway?

Reg: It fantastic. *looks to the other side of the room, staring off* Knowing that you're better than so many other people. Getting practically everything you want.

Evan: *laughs* Sounds great! And I thought I had it good.

Reg: *wry grin* Yes, it's wonderful.

Evan: *even he picks up on this* Oh? I understand there's always a downside.

Reg: I -- *stops, realizing he let too much emotion show* No, you misunderstand. I'm just tired, been doing this essay for hours now. *shrugs* Sorry, not much for company right now.

Evan: *brightly* No way - you've been great. *hasn't forgotten about the show of emotion but can take a hint*

Reg: *smirks* You're pretty easy going aren't you? However did you manage to get sorted into this house?

Evan: Who knows? I'm perfect! *laughs* No, actually, I'm quite selfish.

Reg: *can't argue with that and won't bother trying* Most people are.

Evan: I think I'm a bit worse than most though. Some people are always thinking of others! I find it quite hard...

Reg: Well, the problem wtih thinking of others all the time is that you forget to take care of yourself. *shakes his head*

Reg: It's good to be a little selfish i would think.

Evan: Yeah, I'm not bothered by it. I know I'm not perfect but I think that just makes me better *grins*

Reg: *smiles* Well, I'm better get going. Class in the morning and all. *stands* Have a good night Evan

Evan: You too! *waves goodbye then goes back to reading his magazine*

Reg: *goes to bed*

Tonight's Chat

2008-02-09T07:20:30Z

Where: Slytherin common room, then magically transferred to a corridor
Who: Regulus, Evan, Alice and Remus

Regulus: *catching up on homework in the Slytherin common area*

Evan: *wanders down from his dormitory, handheld mirror in front of his face, completely absorbed in his reflection. accidentally bumps into Reg's chair as he's not looking where he's going*

Regulus: *looks up and sighs* Helllo Evan

Evan: Whoa, sorry Regulus! *almost drops his mirror...clutches it tightly to his chest*

Regulus: Better now break that, seven years bad luck. *smirks*

Evan: Is that true? Sounds about right... Very precious objects, mirrors.

Regulus: *rolls his eyes* To some people I'd imagine

Evan: Yes... *ponders and looks a bit daft* Not everyone must love mirrors. Some people probably can't stand looking in them. *makes a 'yuck' face*

Regulus: Yes, *deadpan* I simply cannot stand looking in mirrors.

Evan: *raises an eyebrow, his little mind racing to figure out if he's serious or not* You're joking, right? You're pretty good looking. Not as good looking as me, of course, but still.

Regulus: Well, there aren't many that can compete with you.

Evan: I know, right? *strokes his hair a bit, dreamy look on his face. softly, half to himself: * Perhaps no one...

Regulus: *rolls his eyes, again* You realize you're just a touch arrogant, right?

Evan: *looks back at Reg* Yeah, who cares? I'm allowed to be. *gestures to his face and figure, grinning*

Regulus: *doesn't know how anyone can be that self-absorbed* Right... So how are classes going?

Evan: *shrugs* Boring as usual... *sits down next to Reg* McGonnagal is getting annoyed because I haven't handed in an essay from a month ago...

Regulus: Has she given you detention or anything for it?

Evan: She said she will if I don't hand it in by next week. *sigh* So mean...

Regulus: Well, if you don't hand it in we just may have detention together.

Evan: You've got detention? *sympathetic face* How'd you manage that?

Regulus: *slightly flushed* Er, I got caught in the kitchen.

Evan: *laughs* Sneaking food? *shakes his head as if in disbelief*

Regulus: *continues walking down the hall* Would you believe it wasn't my fault?

Evan: The house elves tied you up and carted you down there against your will?

Regulus: *smirks* No, not the house elves. It's certainly not my favorite place to hang out.

Evan: *laugh* I wouldn't think so. So why were you there, then?

Alice: *walking thourgh the halls, reading one of her essays*

Regulus: *shrugs* Promised someone I'd go.

Remus: *on patrol*

Evan: *hands on hips* Why are you telling me these little tidbits and not getting to the point?

Regulus: Because I know it annoys you. *grins*

Evan: *puppy face* Why would you want to annoy me?

Regulus: Well, to be honest there's nothing else to do right now. And it's just so easy.

Evan: Is it, now? *narrows eyes* You should appreciate my company more, you know. *big smile*

Regulus: *wishes he had the company of someone slightly less conceited* Are you going to be gracing us all with your company at the dance? *continues walking down the corridor* *smirks* I hear Severus is going too.

Evan: *laughs quite wildly* Severus? Really?! *doubles up*
Regulus: *grins* Yes, actually. That's my good dead for the month.

Alice: *walking behind Regulus and Evan, still reading her essay but finding their converstation much more interesting*

Evan: *recovers a bit* Yes, I'm sure the school will be so happy that you're inflicting his gloomy presence on the dance!

Regulus: With any luck he'll try to have a little bit of fun. Though I think I may be expecting far too much.

Evan: I think you might be. You dream big, that's for sure. I don't think I've ever seen him even smile!

Regulus: Neither have I. *looks to his right and catchs Alice in his peripheral vision* *leans over to Evan and whisphers* I think we're being followed. *grins*

Evan: *peers at Alice over his shoulder* What should we do?

Regulus: Being tailed by a Gryffindor? Oh, there are so many choices... *smirks*

Remus: *walking along all by himself*

Remus: *not watching where he's going and runs into somebody or other*

Someboy or another: *clearly annoyed* Watch where you're going.

Remus: You could too. *walks off*

SOA: *shakes a fist angrily at him*

Remus: *walking so cannot see the angry fist shaking*

Evan: *shakes his head and sighs* Poor thing. Maybe we should make her feel better about her crap house. Wait - what's wrong with Gryffindor, anyway? I've never really understood it... *ponders and looks daft again*

Regulus: *sighs* I shouldn't have to explain this to you. We're rivals. We're better than them. That's all you need to know.

Evan: Well, yeah, any house with me in it is better. But they're alright, aren't they?

Regulus: No, not really. *looks up ahead and spots Remus* Look, there's more. *shudders*

Evan: *looks in Remus' direction* I think I have a class with him... *can't remember...was too busy looking in the mirror at the time*

Regulus: *glaring at Remus without realizing it* He's a prat. You aren't missing much by not knowing him.

Evan: *notices the glare* Ooh you really hate him, don't you?

Alice: *holding her tounge while she's listening to them*

Regulus: He isn't my favorite person, that's for sure. Mostly by his own doing, I'd like to add. *turns to look at Alice* Just in case you're taking notes back there.

Evan: Fair enough. *looks back at Alice and gives her a brilliant smile* Enjoying the show?

Alice: I'm reading an essay for your information, not taking notes. *annoyed face* And oh, yes it's great. *sarcasm*

Regulus: It must be a fantastic essay for you to be able to follow our conversation so dilligently.

Evan: All essays are boring. I really don't blame her.

Remus: *perfect and sweet and loveable*

Regulus: You find everything but yourself boring, Evan.

Remus: *notes the slytherins and alice but doesn't say anything to them*

Evan: Not *quite* everything. *still smiling* Though I am the most interesting.

Regulus: *is still walking down the hallway, ya know, where Remus is* Well, I'll grant you that much. Wouldn't you agree? *said to Alice, though he has no idea what her name is*

Alice: I've met people more intresting.

Evan: But not as beautiful! *winks. magical attractiveness powers emnate*

Regulus: You're just going to egg him on you know.

Remus: *walking and trying to ignore*

Alice: *shurgs and stays quiet*

Evan: See! There's no denying that, is there? *self-satisfied smile*

Alice: I didn't confirm or deny it.

Evan: *expansive hand gesture* Your silence spoke a thousand words.

Regulus: *still glaring at Remus but listening to Evan and Alice*

Remus: ... *glances over at regulus*

Regulus: *Still annoyed from their last encounter*

Alice: Maybe you're a bit too conceited. *frowns*

Evan: Uh, no such thing, yeah? *gestures proudly from the top of his hair to his shoes*

Remus: *thinks regulus is amusing*

Regulus: *wishes all kinds of bad things on Remus*

Alice: Yes, there is such a thing.

Evan: *disbelieving* No way.

Alice: *amused that he's so suprised* Yes, way.

Evan: *waves his hand dismissively* You're bonkers.

Remus: ... *starts walking again*

Alice: *shurgs*

Regulus: *hexes Remus's bag to rip open on the bottom* *smiles, feeling slightly better now*

Remus: ... *has no trouble figuring out where that came from; picks his books up*

Remus: That's attacking a prefect. What's that, five points from Slytherin? *fixes the bag*

Evan: *blinkblink* Did you do that Regulus?

Regulus: *shrugs, clearly not bothered with the loss of points* Technically, it was an attack on a bag. You are, I believe, unharmed?

Regulus: *shrugs*

Remus: Oh, well, technicalities. Too bad I already deducted the points.

Regulus: Too bad I really don't care.

Alice: *sliently cheering on Remus*

Remus: *laughs* Of course you don't. What are a few more points.

Evan: *sighs, shaking his head. finds even schoolyard politics boring. taps his foot lightly, hands on hips, waiting for this to finish*

Regulus: *assumes Remus somehow knows and is referring to the fact that he lost house points yesterday* *shrugs* I can make up 15 points easily enough.

Remus: Not if you keep this up.

Regulus: What's it to you, anyway? *glares* And how exactly did you find out? Talking to portraits like Sirius? *wonders exactly how much he knows*

Evan: *sighs loudly and stamps his foot in impatience* Points are for squares, anyway! *stalks off to the bathroom to check himself out in the big mirrors*

Remus: It's nothing to me. Just offering my opinion.

Regulus: I'm pretty sure I never asked for it.

Remus: So?

Regulus: So I don't see why you feel the need to give it. Haven't you better things to do with your time than check up on me?

Remus: Loads of better things to do. But since I'm here and you are destroying my things, I figured I might as well. Something to report back to your brother.

Regulus: Obviously you've kept tabs on me before now, or you wouldn't know about the points from the other day. What I don't understand is why. Surely there is better gossip in this place than what I did to lose 10 points?

Remus: Oh, believe me. I don't go out of my way to keep tabs on you, as you say. I just ... come across the information.

Regulus: *crosses his arms* Oh? And how might that be?

Remus: A variety of ways that you shouldn't worry about.

Regulus: Right. *now just a touch paranoid* You really shouldn't talk to those portraits. Sometimes they lie.

Remus: I don't talk to portraits.

Remus: Well, sometimes I do. But mostly they just gossip.

Regulus: *doubts the Professor would have said anything* So then you stoop to talking to house elves? That's almost worse.

Remus: House-elves? Where on earth would I find a house-elf to talk to?

Regulus: *just glares because he can't figure out what the hell is going on*

Remus: *heheh* You should be careful, your face might stick like that.

Regulus: And yet I would still look better than you. *smirks*

Remus: That's all well and good for those in the world who are fond of looking at pretty little inbred mutants.

Regulus: You do realize that Sirius comes from the same household, no matter how much you might like him? I guess he's just a pretty little inbred mutant as well then?

Remus: I've probably told him as much.

Regulus: I suppose he's just a glutton for punishment to pick a friend like you. *clearly disgusted with him*

Remus: *isn't phased* Obviously.

Regulus: You know, making friends with those above you isn't going to improve your social standing, You're just going to drag down those around you.

Remus: I'm perfectly fine with my 'social status.' And I'm rather sure my friends are too... And hey, that even includes Emmeline.

Regulus: *smirks* Yes, well I think you'll have to start getting used to sharing her.

Remus: Sharing? I wasn't aware she was mine to share, but I will keep that in mind.

Regulus: *wants to hurt him, so very, very badly* You have a wonderful ability to take everything the exact wrong way, you know that?

Remus: Do I? I always thought it was the gift of elusiveness.

Regulus: Just keep your "elusiveness" away from Emma and me at the dance. *smirks*

Remus: Oh, how cute. You two are going to dance.

Regulus: As a matter of fact we are. So I'd appriciate it if you would back off a little. I'm sure you wouldn't want to ruin the evening for her.

Remus: Back off... That would imply being in a state of non-back offedness.

Regulus: Well you seem to be interested in keeping tabs on me. Or at least when I lose points. Maybe we can come to an agreement? I'll go my way, and you can go your way and never come back.

Remus: Ah, younger Black. Are you worried?

Regulus: Whatever for?

Remus: *shrugs* It was a broad statement.

Alice: *is still standing there listening to the two go back and forth*

Regulus: I'm only trying to prevent a future headache. *shrugs* That's all.

Remus: Well, that seems unlikely to happen.

Regulus: That is unfortunate. *sighs*

Remus: I suppose so.

Regulus: *having nothing more to say to Remus, turns to Alice* Aren't you ever going to go away?

Remus: Leave her alone.

Alice: I'm free to stand where I like. I like to observe.

Regulus: Why should I? She's been standing there listening for ages and for no good reason. To observe? Don't you have anything better to do?

Remus: Maybe your paranoia is just too entertaining, younger Black.

Alice: No, actually I don't. I've finished all my homework and it doesn't matter anyway. This is a hallway, I can stay here if I'd like.

Regulus: *rolls his eyes* I am not paranoid. But I do not like being followed around for someone's amusement.

Alice: I wasn't falling you for your information! I was walking along the hallways and I happened to be behind you two.

Regulus: Yes, and you happened to never leave.

Alice: Well, I got intrested in what you were talking about and then Remus came along and then you two got into a row and I didn't want anyone to get hurt. I'm sorry, I have concern for people. *annoyed*

Regulus: Typical.

Remus: *smiles* How dare you, Alice.

Regulus: Don't worry, I won't hurt him. You can leave now.

Evan: *saunters back over to the scene looking sleepy but extremely happy *

Alice: *raises eyebrow* And you think I can trust you? Not that I don't think Remus can handle himself against you but I don't feel like having to hear that you got hurt. I'd feel bad, even if I find you annoying.

Remus: *chuckling quietly*

Regulus: Don't worry, the feeling is mutual. *sneers*

Evan: *incredulous* Are you lot still arguing?

Regulus: No, Evan. We're having a party.

Lunasaurous: Evan: You should be. Life's too short to waste bitching at each other.

Remus: He's wasted a good long time just now.

Regulus: Yes, well I've had company, haven't I?

Alice: And who brought on the aruging? *arms crossed, annoyed*

Regulus: I haven't the foggiest. I'm pretty sure I didn't start the conversation.

Evan: I bet you haven't been arguing at all... You've been having a threeway in the middle of the hall! Tut tut! *shakes head*

Remus: Ugh.

Regulus: *sighs*

Regulus: As if I would touch either one of them.

Alice: You tore Remus' bag! How could you even try to blame me or Remus? *points at Evan* And shut up you!

Regulus: I have no idea what you're talking about. *shrugs*

Evan: *hands up, backs up a bit* Woah there, Miss Angry

Alice: *takes some deep breaths and stays silent with an annoyed look on her face*

Regulus: *shrugs* I have better things to do then argue with you two.

Regulus: I'll see you later, Evan.

Evan: Laters! *big smile and wave*

Regulus: *just leaves*

Evan: *gets out a handheld mirror and starts fiddling with his hair*

Alice: *raises eyebrow at Evan* You're off, you know. I've never seen someone look so much at themselves.

Evan: *looks over the mirror at her* Have you ever seen someone as good looking as me?

Alice: Loads of people. *frown*

Evan: *clearly doesn't believe her* Whatever.

Alice: Sad that not everyone thinks you're as nice looking as you think you are?

Evan: *shrugs* Only sad for their apparent lack of eyesight. Poor things.

Alice: My eyesight's just fine.

Evan: *sigh* Each to their own, I guess... Plenty of people agree with me, though. *smiles at his reflection in the mirror*

Alice: *muttering, inaudible* Someone other than yourself?

Evan: What's that? *quirks eyebrow*

Alice: Oh, nothing.

Evan: *brightly* Okay. *eyes her feet* I like your shoes, by the way.

Alice: ...Okay? Thanks, I guess. *a tiny bit confused*

Evan: Where'd you get them?

Alice: A store in Diagon Alley.

Evan: Was it Florence's Fantastic Footwear? That shop is amazing.

Alice: I think so, I got them awhile ago...

Evan: Well, I'm not surprised you held onto them. *eyes back on the mirror. fluffs his hair a bit*

Alice: Uh, thanks. *feels awkward*

Evan: You're welcome. *doesn't take his eyes off his reflection* I wonder what I'd look like with glasses...

Alice: Umm, well I'll be off. *raises eyebrow, walks away*

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hoggiewartsrp @ 2008-02-09T00:49:00

2008-02-08T13:59:17Z

Who: Severus and Lily
Rating: TBD
Complete: Nope

Severus stood beside the Quidditch pitch, waiting for the Herbology class to finish. The sun was beginning to set, and the wind had developed a bite as the warmth from the day faded. He was looking for one Gryffindor in particular, and his gaze kept darting back to the greenhouse, watching for a flash of red hair. He'd been outside every one of her classes today, but somehow when he saw her the nerve failed him and he walked away, head down, hoping nobody had seen him. As the cold began to seep beneath the school cloak, he grimaced, and swore silently at Regulus in his head, warming himself on the many ways he could make the younger boy suffer. There would be no need to go through all of this if Black hadn't meddled.</div>

hoggiewartsrp @ 2008-02-06T14:53:00

2008-02-06T04:01:16Z

Who: Sev and Regulus
Where: 5th year Dorm, Slytherin
When: Late afternoon, 6th February
Rating: TBA
Complete: No

Anyone with a less precise memory would have been hard pressed to tell you what color Severus's bedspread was as he sat on the bunk, legs folded beneath him indian style to make room for the parchment spread out around him. He bit his lip, hunched over a page that had only partially been covered in his scrawl, as he tallied up the figures. Arithmancy, much like Potions, was an exacting discipline, and Severus preferred to have all parts of the equation where he could see them, in order to ensure the overall result worked with each of its individual parts.

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Open to Anyone

2008-01-31T06:10:53Z

Regulus kicked a stone along his path and watched it skip a few feet away before it collided with a tree. It was actually sunny out for once, and though still a bit cold it wasn't ridiculously so. Unable to spend another minute inside the library he decided to go for a walk around the grounds. He'd been in a foul mood all day, and was attributing it to a bad case of cabin fever. His classes were boring, his friends were either up to their ears in schoolwork or busy chasing after girls and the people who were around....well, they weren't worth being around.

Except maybe Emmeline. She didn't seem so bad. She was pretty, and she was actually nice to him from the start. (A big plus when you're in Slytherin) And at 14, what other qualities was he really looking for?

Regulus kicked another stone, though quite a bit harder and listened as it skipped along....and hit someone in the leg.

hoggiewartsrp @ 2007-12-09T10:50:00

2007-12-09T00:07:42Z

Who: Snape et al
When: The morning of the Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw match
Where: The Great Hall

Severus looked down at what had once been his breakfast, but could now only be described as a conglomerous lump. He let the spoon drop from his fingers, appreciating the pattern the tiny milk droplets made on the arm of his neighbour, as the boy continued his conversation with a pretty little fifth year, before pushing the bowl away. He didn't stand immediately - the necessary effort seemed proportionately too large for the task - instead choosing to sigh as he haphazardly pushed his hair out of his eyes.

The raucous at the next table was enough to make him wince, but after a moment's deliberation the need to barricade himself in the dungeons to avoid the quidditch match won over his distaste at walking past a table full of Gryffindors. A table of disgustingly cheerful, wide awake Gryffindors. He scowled and stood, climbing out from the bench without a word of farewell to his fellow housemates, and began to make for the door. Severus Snape was not a morning person.</div>

Seven chats this time.

2007-09-29T04:45:13Z

Who: Gideon, Fabian, Caradoc
Where: Prewett Flat, Caradoc's Flat,
When: 30 June
What: Caradoc painted his bedroom green, Gideon makes the pillows fight like gladiators, Caradoc and Fabian talk about being old.

Gideon: *making the couch cushions fight each other gladiator style*
Caradoc: *in his flat painting his bedroom muggle-style*
Fabian: *gardening, because gladiator pillows are dangerous*
Caradoc: *admiring his handiwork*
Gideon: Fight for my amusement, my fluffy minons! *cackles*
Fabian: (oh look - the carrots are ready) *oblivious*
Caradoc: *wanders into the bathroom and examines his hair wondering if paint just washing out or not*
Caradoc: *shrugs at his reflection and goes to make some tea*
Gideon: *leans out the window* Fabian!
Fabian: Hm?
Gideon: I'm bored! Wanna visit Caradoc?
Fabian: Aren't your gladiators busy?

Gideon: I've grown bored with them...
Caradoc: *drinks his tea and eventually goes to take a shower*
Fabian: Shh, they'll hear you. *picks up his carrots* Sure - let me wash my hands.
Gideon: *grins happily* Excellent! *turns to his gladiator cushions* Finish this, men!
Fabian: *goes inside to wash up*
Fabian: *comes back to the living room* Ready?
Caradoc: *gets dressed and goes back into his bedroom to admire his painting some more*
Gideon: *practically bounces out the door*
Fabian: *follows more calmly*
Gideon: *apparates to Caradoc's and knocks*
Caradoc: *wanders to his front door* Who is it?

Gideon: Your best mates!
Fabian: *also there* Hello, Caradoc.
Caradoc: Sturgis and Edgar?
Gideon: I'm wounded and a little jealous...
Caradoc: Hmm, petty jealousy. Must be Gideon.
Caradoc: *opens the door* Ha, I was right.
Gideon: I feel so unloved... *pouts and wanders in*
Fabian: You wound him, Caradoc. Tsk.
Caradoc: *grins* If it wasn't so easy. *steps aside so fabian can come in*
Fabian: *shakes his head and moves past him*
Gideon: *plops on the couch* So what are we doing today?

Caradoc: I was painting, but I'm finished with that now. *goes into his kitchen and pours two cups of tea and brings it out to them*
Gideon: Ahhh... Randomly, what color were you painting said room? *takes his tea* Why thank you
Fabian: Mm. Thank you.
Caradoc: You're both welcome. *smiles* It's green, actually.
Gideon: Hmm. That would explain the interesting dye job *quirks an eyebrow and grins*
Caradoc: Yes, well, I thought it looked good.
Gideon: *snickers* It's smashing mate
Caradoc: I thought so. *plops down on his sofa*
Gideon: *drinks some tea* So what caused this sudden want to paint your room?
Fabian: *mumbles into his tea cup* Perhaps you being drunk all in it?
Caradoc: *chuckles* That was part of the reason. But since I've actually unearthed it, I figured it might as well look pretty too.
Gideon: Well, judging by the green in your hair, it will look fantastic
Caradoc: You can go back and admire it if you'd like.
Gideon: *hops up* Ok! *wanders back*
Caradoc: *tries to get the color out of his hair*
Fabian: *wanders back there to look*
Caradoc: *calls back to them* Don't touch the walls! They're still wet.
Gideon: *plops on the bed* Very green... but not overwhelming. I like it.
Fabian: *already poked one of the walls* ...

Gideon: ...*gets a devilish look on his face*
Fabian: *senses mischeviousness; looks at Gideon*
Gideon: *holds a finger to his lips, then sneaks to corner and signs his name rather small near the baseboard*
Fabian: *bites back a laugh*
Gideon: *cleans off his finger quickly and winks at Fabian, heads back out front* It's a lovely color, Caradoc
Fabian: *puts a smiley in the paint and quickly follows Gideon*
Caradoc: *about to resort to jinxing the color out of his hair* Yes, I know.
Gideon: Need a hand there, mate?
Caradoc: No.
Gideon: Are you quite sure?
Caradoc: I'm sorry, Gideon. But I do not trust you with my hair.
Gideon: *pouts* Well... Fair enough
Caradoc: See? You admit you'd probably turn it bright orange or something.
Gideon: *laughs* Indeed I would

Caradoc: You're only confirming out untrustworthy you are.
Gideon: Well, when it comes to ones hair, yes *grins*
Caradoc: *looks hurt* But I'm your best mate. You'd do that to me?
Fabian: *doesn't say anything to this; drinks his tea*
Gideon: Not on purpose, my dear Caradoc! But I'm hopelessly with cosmetic jinxs *shrugs*
Caradoc: Then why would you even offer?
Gideon: Because you're my mate! You seemed to be having a tough go of it
Caradoc: *sighs* I give up.
Fabian: ... Do you want me to get it out?
Caradoc: Could you?
Gideon: *flops on the couch and finishes his tea*
Fabian: *nods*
Caradoc: Please?
Fabian: *does so*

Caradoc: *smiles* Thanks.
Fabian: *sits back down* You're welcome.
Caradoc: So, what brings you two here?
Gideon: *shrugs* We wanted to see you?
Regulus: *gets up to head lily off by the door*
Caradoc: Oh. Okay.
Fabian: Visiting. You're our friend, you know.
Caradoc: I know, but you two don't usually come over that often. Unless one of you is drunk.
Caradoc: And neither of you seem drunk, so I was just curious.
Fabian: I'm not, drunk, thank you.
Gideon: I wasn't dru-... I can't even lie about that one, can I? *laughs*
Caradoc: No, you really can't.
Gideon: Ah well... admittedly, it wasn't one of my better evenings
Caradoc: Yes, we know.
Fabian: We really know.

Fabian: *puts his teacup on a table*
Caradoc: Want anymore?
Fabian: No, I'm good, actually. Thank you.
Caradoc: *nods* Anything interesting happened lately?
Fabian: Well, I have a dear friend who painted his room green. That was interesting.
Caradoc: *smiles* Was it? It doesn't sound terribly interesting.
Fabian: I found it interesting. The green was a lovely shade. If it were a shirt, it'd be fetching.

Fabian: How about you? Anything interesting going on?
Caradoc: No, not really actually. Some dear friends came to visit but then one left under suspicious circumstances.
Fabian: That's rather odd.
Caradoc: Odd, yes... Yet normal at the same time.
Fabian: Ah. An odd sort of fellow then. I understand completely.
Caradoc: Extremely odd.
Fabian: Mhm. *smiles*
Caradoc: *smiles back* I'm glad he dragged you over though. So we can sit here and do nothing remotely entertaining.
Fabian: Ha, just like usual, yes?
Caradoc: Yes.
Caradoc: Although we must've done something entertaining at some point in our lives.
Fabian: I suspect that we have, and that we weren't in any condition to remember it.
Caradoc: *chuckles* That's probably true.
Caradoc: We've turned into a couple of old blokes, Fabs.
Fabian: Doesn't that involve a fair bit of tweet and sweatervests?
Caradoc: It's just around the bend, Fabian.
Fabian: I don't like tweed.

Caradoc: Perhaps not, but you know you're dying for a sweatvest.
Fabian: Uh, no. They're hot and sweaty.
Caradoc: Alright, then maybe I'm just getting old.
Fabian: ...you have cravings for tweed and sweatervests?
Caradoc: No. I didn't even liken old age with either until you said it.
Fabian: Oh. Woops.
Caradoc: I'm just finding myself unable to go out drinking like I used to and actually enjoy it.
Fabian: Any particular reason?
Caradoc: This voice in the back of my mind telling me that there are more important things I should be doing. How I'm wasting away at the bottom of a bottle of firewhisky.

Fabian: Hm...everytime? I mean, it's okay occasionally, right?
Caradoc: Well, everytime recently.
Fabian: I see...
Caradoc: I'm old.
Fabian: You're not old.
Caradoc: *pouty* I'm getting there.
Fabian: I'm not old, therefore you're not old.
Caradoc: Well, maybe you're just in denial.
Fabian: ...I don't think so..
Caradoc: Okay, then I'm worried about nothing.
Fabian: I think so.
Caradoc: What else is new...

+++
Who: Fabian, Gideon, Caradoc, Lucius, guest dancing by Augustus
Where: Leaky Cauldron, Ministry Corridor, Caradoc's flat
When: 10 July
What: Caradoc gets horribly drunk, Gideon encounters Lucius in the hallway.

Gideon: *piddling around at work*
Caradoc: *at the leaky cauldron; drinking*
Lucius: *at the Ministry*
Gideon: *decides to go for a walk about the Ministry*
Augustus: *poking around the department of mysteries*
Caradoc: *drinking with some random people he doesn't know; singing loud and drunkenly*
Fabian: *a tad self contious; window shopping*
Lucius: *strolling in the halls*
Gideon: *sees a Lucius, glares because the hate is still strong*
Lucius: *looking a tad sunburnt*
Gideon: *pondering if hexing Lucius in the middle of the Ministry would be bad form*
Caradoc: *drinkydrinky*
Augustus: *doing whatever it is they do in the DoM*
Lucius: *talking to random people*
Gideon: *decides to be mean, waves his wand and lights a small bit of the tail end of Lucius' robes on fire*

Lucius: *hasn't noticed yet*
Gideon: *follows along discreetly to catch his reaction, snickering to himself*
Fabian: *goes to get a drink*
Caradoc: *lying face down on the bar*
Fabian: *goes to the bar, but doesn't reconize Caradoc right away. orders a drink*
Caradoc: *rolls over and falls off the bar*
Fabian: *looks down at him; reconizes Caradoc* ... *nudges him with his foot*
Caradoc: *groans*
Fabian: *puts his drink down and leans over Caradoc* Caradoc? Are you still in there?
Caradoc: *blinks a lot* You look familiar.
Gideon: *keeping his eye on Lucius, probably shouldn't let him burn to death*
Fabian: So do you. I seem to find you on the floor a lot. Would you like help up?
Caradoc: No... no... I don't know if standing up is the best idea right now.

Fabian: Well...you're sort of in the way. I'm going to move you, okay?
Caradoc: I'm sorry. *rolls out of the way*
Fabian: So standing's a no, but rolling's fine?
Lucius: *probably up in flames by now; putting himself out*
Caradoc: *face down on the floor now* Hmm
Gideon: *conjures up a bucket of water and dumps it over Lucius*
Lucius: .... *sopping in the hallway; casts a drying charm on himself*
Gideon: You're a bit daft, aren't you Malfoy... Most people would notice when they're on fire
Fabian: That's it. *moves Caradoc off to one side, into a chair* That floor can't be good for you.
Caradoc: Fabian! Hi.
Fabian: Hello, Caradoc. Now you reconize me?
Caradoc: *nods*
Fabian: Good, good. *sits in a chair beside him*

Caradoc: *leans over toward him* Fabian! I think I might be slightly intoxicated.
Fabian: I think you might be right. Except more than slightly.
Augustus: *surfaces from the DoM, probably for food, and wanders around*
Caradoc: You were always so smart, Fabian.
Lucius: It's such a rare pleasure, that it didn't occur to me.
Fabian: Thank you, Caradoc. You're the same as you've always been.
Caradoc: *too drunk to think about that too much* Want something to drink?
Gideon: Only you would find being engulfed in flames pleasurable. Oh... is that something smoldering still? *conjures another bucket of water and dumps it over Lucius again*
Lucius: *dries himself again, just a little irritated* I appreciate your assistance, Mr. Prewett, but it's really not necessary.
Augustus: *wandering aimlessly; whistles to himself*
Gideon: Just trying to help *smirks* Wouldn't want one of my co-workers to go up in smoke *eyes his robes like he's looking for another spark*
Caradoc: *leans over on fabian; snoozes*
Fabian: *waves at the bartender since he left his drink on the bar*

Lucius: Then perhaps you should refrain from setting them on fire.
Gideon: *look of innocence* What do you mean?
Lucius: *eyebrow raise*
Gideon: *look of shock* You think I lit you on fire?
Caradoc: *wakes up suddenly* ...
Augustus: *moves from whistling to singing and dancing in the corridor*
Fabian: *sipping his drink*
Lucius: Of course not. I would never make such an accusation on a fellow coworker.
Gideon: I should hope not! Especially after said coworker helped save your life *nods*
Caradoc: *gets up quickly and runs outside to throw up because the door was closer than the bathroom*
Lucius: Of course, Mr. Prewett.
Fabian: ... *finishes his drink and then follows Caradoc outside*
Gideon: Well, Malfoy, now that you seem to be free of anything incendiary, I should get back to work *smirks*
Lucius: I'd hate to delay your contributions to the ministry. Good day, Prewett.

Augustus: *dancing*
Gideon: Ta. *turns and wanders off, smirks broadly*
Lucius: *walks away muttering to himself*
Caradoc: *sitting on the curb with his head between his knees*
Fabian: *touches him lightly on the shoulder so he knows he's standing there* You okay?
Caradoc: *nods* Yeah, I think so...
Fabian: Okay, good.
Caradoc: *falls over and lays on the sidewalk*
Fabian: *sighs quietly and sits down*
Caradoc: I'm sorry, Fabian.
Fabian: For what, Caradoc?
Caradoc: For being a drunken prat.

Fabian: You're not a drunken prat, Caradoc.
Caradoc: Yes I am.
Fabian: No, you're really not. *pats him on the head*
Caradoc: Well, I currently feel like one.
Fabian: Oh. Well. *doesn't really have anything to say to that*
Caradoc: *sits up slowly* Blech.
Fabian: Did you have fun? Before the blech?
Caradoc: I suppose.
Fabian: That's good, then.
Caradoc: I have no self control. *hangs his head*
Fabian: It's been a while since you've done this. You have control.
Caradoc: Momentary, perhaps.
Fabian: It's all right, Caradoc.

Caradoc: It isn't really. But thanks, Fabs.
Fabian: *nods* Mhm.
Caradoc: I should get some coffee and head home before I do something stupid.
Fabian: That might be a good idea. *stands and offers him a hand up*
Caradoc: *takes fabs's hand and pulls himself to his feet; wraps an arm around fabian's shoulder*
Fabian: Come, let's get you home.
Caradoc: You're too good to me, Fabs.

Fabian: You'd do the same for me, Caradoc. How do you feel about sideapparation right about now?
Caradoc: Er, I suppose given the likelihood of leaving half of myself in London any other way, I am alright with it.
Fabian: *apparates them both to Caradoc's flat*
Caradoc: Ah, home sweet home.
Fabian: You sit down somewhere - I'll make you coffee.
Caradoc: OK. *plops down on his sofa and lays down*
Fabian: *conjours coffee and brings him a cup*
Caradoc: *sits up again and sips the coffee* Thanks.

+++
Who: Gideon, Caradoc, Fabian
Where: Ice cream parlor
When: 12 July
What: Caradoc and Fabs get their flirt on, Gideon meets the girl from the ice cream shop

Caradoc: *wandering around diagon alley in his straw sunhat and sunglasses*
Augustus: *his turn to polish the walls of the department of mysteries*
Gideon: *eating some ice cream in Diagon Alley*
Fabian: *also eating icecream in diagon alley*
Caradoc: *buys some owl treats and meanders on*
Gideon: *decidedly eating ice cream with Fabian, takes a spoonful of his ice cream*
Fabian: *eating a strawberry sundae*
Lucius: *walking the halls of the Ministry*
Gideon: *decides his hot fudge sundae is better* Strawberry, Fabs?
Augustus: *heads upstairs to put the cleaning supplies back looking harassed*
Caradoc: *stops in front of some random store and meets someone from work and chatters for a bit out in the street*

Fabian: I like it. It's like being healthy, but not really.
Gideon: *makes a face* If you're going to be unhealthy, go all out, I say!
Caradoc: *continues on his way, twirling the bag of owl treats*
Fabian: But I like pretending....
Gideon: *shrugs* Whatever works for you *smiles and munches on his fudgey goodness*
Caradoc: *walks by the ice cream place, spots the prewetts, and walks back*
Gideon: *spots a Caradoc* Caradoc!
Fabian: *steals a spoonful of Gideon's icecream while he's distracted*
Caradoc: *wanders over; removing his sunglasses* Hello Prewetts.
Gideon: I'm amused by your hat, my friend *grins*
Caradoc: *looks hurt* What's wrong with my hat?
Fabian: It's odd.

Caradoc: *looks even more hurt* You too, Fabian?
Fabian: I didn't say it's bad. Just odd. I have one like that, but yours is floppy.
Gideon: And very straw like
Caradoc: *looks devestated; sits down and steals gideon's ice cream* Well, I like it.
Gideon: Hey! My ice cream...
Fabian: *continues to eat his*
Caradoc: *eats the ice cream* You insulted my hat. It's a fair trade.
Gideon: Bah... if you say so...
Caradoc: Obviously I do. *finishes the ice cream*
Gideon: I feel less than satisfied now...
Caradoc: You shouldn't say such mean things about your friend's hat then.
Gideon: I didn't say I didn't like it!

Fabian: Ah, but you didn't say you did, Gideon. *offers his ice cream*
Caradoc: See?
Gideon: *inner yay! munches* Thanks, Fabs. *to Caradoc* But you just assumed I didn't!
Caradoc: It wasn't an assumption. I just know how mean you are.
Gideon: *pouts* You think I'm mean...?
Caradoc: Yes. You're the brute of the two, aren't you?
Gideon: *pouts and pokes at his bummed ice cream*
Fabian: *pokes at the ice cream with one finger* He's the defender, right Gid?
Caradoc: Same thing.
Gideon: *smiles* Yes! The defender. I like Fabs' term better
Caradoc: Well, of course you do. He likes you more so naturally he has more flattering terms for you. *pats gideon's hand* You insulted my hat so you've been demoted.
Fabian: That's quite the jump from defender to brute.

Gideon: Exactly!
Gideon: But have I ever told you how much I love that hat...?
Caradoc: It's too late now, Gideon.
Gideon: *pouts* Damn...
Caradoc: There is a way you can make it up to me though.
Gideon: *perks* What would this be?
Caradoc: *takes his hat off and puts it on gid's head* Wear that for the rest of the day and some more ice cream wouldn't hurt.
Fabian: *takes his icecream back from Gideon with a smile*
Gideon: .......*grumbles and goes to fetch Caradoc some ice cream*
Fabian: How cruel. *grins*
Caradoc: It'll be good for him.
Fabian: I'm sure it will be.
Caradoc: At least I spared him my sunglasses.
Fabian: That is true.

Gideon: *hits on the counter girl with his awesome straw hat*
Caradoc: *stands up to see what gideon's doing; sits back down chortling*
Fabian: Hm?
Caradoc: I think he's hitting on the bird at the counter with that hat on.
Gideon: *grins, doesn't even really know what he's ordering*
Fabian: You probably aren't going to like your ice cream. If you get ice cream.
Caradoc: That's ok.
Caradoc: I can eat some of yours. *bats his eyelashes*
Fabian: ...you think a flutter's going to get to my ice cream? *amused*
Caradoc: No? What would then?
Fabian: If I told you, then it'd be too easy.
Caradoc: Ooh, challenge.
Gideon: *wanders out with some odd concoction, grinning* Here we are, Caradoc!

Caradoc: *looks at the ice cream* ...What is this?
Gideon: Dunno. Bird behind the counter says it's delicious, though.
Caradoc: Did she?
Gideon: *nods* Very nice girl... cute *grins* She loves the hat, by the way
Fabian: Or did she say you were? It's easily confused, I hear.
Caradoc: *pokes the ice cream with a spoon*
Gideon: *snickers* Though I am quite stunning, I do believe she was talking about the ice cream
Fabian: Just checking. *continues with his icecream*
Gideon: Want me to taste it first, Caradoc?
Caradoc: *pushes the ice cream at gideon* There's probably a love potion in it.
Gideon: *takes a nibble* Mmm... most definitely delicious
Caradoc: No love potion?
Fabian: Careful - it may be slow-acting.

Gideon: So far, so good... I don't feel all flowery and light
Caradoc: *tries to steal a bite of fabian's ice cream while he's talking*
Fabian: *pulls it away* Nuh uh.
Caradoc: *pouts a bit and takes his ice cream back from gideon; decides to try some sneaky tactics*
Gideon: *fiddles with the hat* You know, this hat really isn't so bad
Fabian: You don't say that when I wear mine.
Caradoc: He just likes it because he got some bird's attention. *plays footsie with fabian*
Gideon: *grins* It is a conversation starter. My charm takes over from there
Caradoc: *chokes a little trying not to laugh*
Fabian: .... *clears his throat* Yes, well, you're charming and quite, yes. *foot twitches, but doesn't know if he should do anything back*
Gideon: *quirks an eyebrow* I get the feeling I'm being humored...

Caradoc: *gives fabian a smug look; eats his ice cream* You always are, Gid.
Gideon: Hmph, I am quite charming!
Fabian: *shoots Caradoc a look and stabs at his icecream* We didn't say you weren't, Gid.
Caradoc: I've never seen you interact with a bird, so I wouldn't know. You always seem rather preoccupied.
Gideon: *looks between the two of them, tilts his head* Yeah... Wait, preoccupied?
Caradoc: *smiles at fabian and gives him a little wink as inconspicuously as possible; looks at gideon* Yes, preoccupied.
Gideon: Whatever do you mean? *takes a bite of Caradoc's ice cream*
Caradoc: Well, you never seem to pay much attention to the opposite sex, Gideon.
Gideon: Ahhh! *thinks about it* ...I suppose that's true...
Caradoc: Have you just recently hit that age, Gid?
Gideon: *snorts* I've lived a sheltered life *winks*
Fabian: I've lived a sheltered life. That's my excuse, sir.
Fabian: *poking at the rest of his ice cream*
Caradoc: *makes googly eyes at him*

Fabian: *sticks his tongue out at him* You have your own ice cream.
Caradoc: Yes, but its not the same. You can have some of mine.
Fabian: I don't even know what that one is, though...
Caradoc: Adventure, Fabian.
Fabian: ...what does it taste like?
Caradoc: It's difficult to explain. There's marshmallow, I think. Some chocolate. Possibly peanut butter, I can't quite tell. *gets a spoonful and holds it out for fabian* Here, try.
Fabian: ..... Okay. *takes the spoon and eats it*
Caradoc: Well?
Fabian: Marshmallow...ish... Yeah. *scoops some of his icecream out of the dish and offers it back to Caradoc*
Caradoc: *eats the ice cream off the spoon while fabs is still holding it* Mmm, strawberry.
Fabian: ... *sweetly* Would you like another, Caradoc?
Caradoc: *nods*

Fabian: *offers another spoonful*
Caradoc: *eats that too and offers Fabs some more of his*
Fabian: *eats it, slowwwwwly, cause he's playing the game, now. hmph.*
Caradoc: *slightly taken aback by that and stares for a moment* More?
Fabian: *stops; smiles* Sure.
Caradoc: *gets another spoonful and offers it to him*
Fabian: *eats it the same way again*
Caradoc: *bites his lip, mumbles* Good lord, you're adorable.
Fabian: Really? *offers some of his ice cream* Want some?
Caradoc: *nods and takes a bite as seductively as he can manage without looking ridiculous*
Fabian: *smiles - is a little flushed*
Caradoc: *smiles back and is flushed himself; really glad gideon's not there anymore*
Fabian: Still a challenge? *abandons his ice cream*
Caradoc: *pokes his ice cream with his spoon and nods* Are you being coy again, Fabs?

Fabian: Why, yes I am. I think I like it.
Caradoc: *smiles again* I think I like it too, actually.
Fabian: *actually plays footsie this time* Good.
Caradoc: *smile turns into a grin, plays back* I'm so glad we're in agreement then.
Fabian: Mhm..agreement is an excellent thing.
Caradoc: It is, it is! *scoots his chair closer as casually as he can manage*
Fabian: You seem to be migrating. *moves his chair closer, too* I'm at the bottom of my ice cream reserves, I'm afraid.
Caradoc: That's quite alright. I think I've had enough ice cream for the evening, you?
Fabian: I think so. Strawberry and marshmallow-something is a rather odd combination.
Caradoc: *laughs a little* That is true. The world is full of odd combinations though. Strawberry whatever is just another.
Fabian: *nods, watching Caradoc* I don't think I'll be having it again soon, though.
Caradoc: Not to your tastes?
Fabian: It breaks my illusion of healthy-flavoured ice creams.
Caradoc: ... *laughs a bit* Oh, okay.
Fabian: *sheepish laugh* In theory, strawberries are healthy, and ice cream isn't, but if you combine them....yeah... *stops*

Caradoc: Well, you don't know whether it was healthy-ish or not.
Fabian: ...that's true, too.
Caradoc: So you could have it again whenever, in theory.
Fabian: Why, yes. In theory.
Caradoc: And theory is a wonderful thing sometimes.
Fabian: I'm rather fond of theories.
Caradoc: Me too, another agreement.
Fabian: We seem to be agreeing a lot today.
Caradoc: Perhaps today is just a good day.
Fabian: It could be. It feels like a good day.
Caradoc: *sighs happily* It does indeed.

+++
Who: Caradoc, Fabian, Gideon, Ice Cream Counter Girl
Where: Diagon Alley, Prewett Flat
When: 13 July
What: Caradoc and Fabian finally kiss~, Gideon goes on a date with the ice cream girl (ICC Girl)

Gideon: *on a date with ice cream counter girl*
Caradoc: *on his roof*
Gideon: *being his charming ol' self*
Fabian: *sitting on his steps*
Caradoc: *watches people from the rooftop for awhile thinking about stuff*
Ice Cream Counter Girl: *flutters her pretty eyelashes*
Gideon: *grins and mentions how pretty her eyes are*

ICC Girl: *giggles and pushes his shoulder playfully*
Fabian: *wonders if he should get a porch swing, because the stair isn't comfy*
Gideon: *laughs and playfully brushes her hand, says something about being fragile and winks*
ICC Girl: *says she doubts that he's fragile in any way; shy smile*
Gideon: *smiles and thanks her, suggests going for a stroll*
Caradoc: *gets bored and a bit of sunburn; apparates to the prewett flat*
ICC Girl: *agrees and asks where they're going*
Gideon: *gets up and offers his arm, smiles most gentlemanly*
ICC Girl: *takes his arm with a little curtsy*
Caradoc: *wanders out of the wooded area into which he apparated to avoid being seen by muggles and heads toward the building*
Fabian: *flopped on his front step*
Gideon: *laughs and goes on a stroll with ICG*
Caradoc: *spots Fabian; shouts* HELLO FABIAN!
Fabian: *jerks upright, wand out* Ghg. *puts it away* Hello Caradoc!
Caradoc: *grins* Sorry, didn't mean to startle you.
Fabian: Don't be silly, of course you did. *smiles*

ICG: *very flouncy*
Caradoc: Well, not to the point of getting myself hexed.
Gideon: ...*being flounced near, not sure if he enjoys it*
Fabian: Sorry...it's a little instinctive
Caradoc: *smiles* Understandable. What are you up to?
Fabian: Nothing really. Just sitting here.
Caradoc: Exciting.
Fabian: Very. It may be a bit too much for me to handle.
Caradoc: Oh, no. Poor Fabian.
Fabian: If I faint, please don't draw on my face.
Caradoc: Oh, I won't.
Fabian: You won't won't, or you won't but will anyway?
Caradoc: I won't. Promise.
Fabian: Good enough for me. *pretends to pass out*
Caradoc: Oh, what interesting timing that had. *walks over and picks fabs up and lays him somewhere more comfortable than some steps*
ICG: *likes flouncing near Gideon*
Gideon: ...*pokes her*
Fabian: *pretending to be slightly unconscious*
ICG: ....?
Caradoc: *pokes fabian* How sad, poor dear Fabian is unconscious.
Fabian: *makes a sigh that sounds suspicously like 'woe'"
Gideon: Must you... flounce quite so much?

Caradoc: Oh, if only he would awaken.
ICG: Oh, I'm sorry... Is it bothering you? *sad, apologetic eyes*
Remus: You realise there are people who will come after you if you kill me, right?
Gideon: ....*so cute! smiles quickly* No, no! Flounce away!
ICG: Oh. Okay. *smiles* Because, you'd tell me, right? *flounces again*
Fabian: *imitating lump-ness*
Caradoc: *pokes him again* I wonder how I can get him to wake up again. Dump him in a tub of ice, perhaps?
Fabian: *frowns a little*
Gideon: ...*smiles and nods* Of course. *decides she's cute when she flounces*
ICG: Okay! *smiles sweetly at him*
Caradoc: *chuckles* Okay, not that.
Gideon: *oi, so cute!* You know you're rather cute *smiles*
ICG: Aw, you're a sweet one, aren't you?
Gideon: *winks* I try!
ICG: *quite charmed by Gideon*
Caradoc: If only I knew what to do.
Fabian: *cracks one eye open to look at Caradoc; murmurs amusedly:* You're so dramatic.
Caradoc: *smiles* Says the one who's pretending to be fainted.

Fabian: *stops pretending; grins at him* How true.
Caradoc: *leaning over him* Oh, look. All better.
Fabian: Without tubs of ice, even.
Caradoc: Lucky you.
Fabian: I thought so. *pokes him*
Caradoc:*pokes back* Me too, actually. That was just a last resort. It would have pained me to carry it out.
Fabian: What were the other options for resorting to?
Caradoc: A pitcher of water, tickling... other stuff.
Fabian: I think a pitcher of water would be worse than a tub of ice, really...
Caradoc: You think so? Shall we find out? *grins*
Fabian: I think not! *starts moving away*
Caradoc: Oh, alright.
Fabian: *suspicous- it was too easy*
Caradoc: *innocent look*
Fabian: *slowly resettles*
Caradoc: You don't trust me. I think I'll cry.
Fabian: There, there. Just another conditioned response.
Caradoc: I see... *sniffles*
Fabian: Aw, such a sensitive lad. *reaches out to pat him on the arm* S'okay.

Caradoc: *stops and smiles* Okay.
Fabian: *leans back and smiles* Good.
Caradoc: *leans forward a little* It is good, isn't it?
Fabian: Ah... *now slightly distracted* Yes. Very.
Caradoc: *smiles; moves just a tad bit closer* Good, good. Everything's good. *rather hung up on the word at the moment*
ICG: *shyly leans against Gid*
Fabian: Good...yes... *sits up a little more*
Gideon: *smiles and snatches a flower from a nearby flowerbox, hands it to ICG* Flower for the lady?
Caradoc: *moves closer and puts his lips to fabian's; almost immediately pulls away a little blushing bright red*
ICG: *giggles and takes the flower* Why, thank you!
Fabian: *reaches for Caradoc, then stops. flushes a bit*
Caradoc: *sits there for a few long moments and then kisses him again*
Gideon: Of course! *points to a little bench* Shall we sit and chat for a bit?
ICG: Sure, if you like~
Fabian: *kisses him back, sitting up properly, now*
Gideon: *walks over to the bench and bows a bit, letting her sit first, smiles*
ICG: *smoothes out her skirt before sitting and then fixes her hair; smiles at him*
Caradoc: *pulls away and watches fabian; still quite red* ...
Gideon: *takes a seat and leans back a bit, sighs* It's a lovely day out isn't it?
Fabian: *brushes his fingers across the front of Caradoc's shirt* And I thought you didn't blush.
ICG: Mhm, perfect weather, I think.
Caradoc: Perhaps the situation has never been quite right before.
Fabian: It seems so.
Caradoc: *smiles* Funny how that works.

+++
Who: Lucius, Augustus, Fabian, Caradoc
Where: The Ministry - Caradoc's office, Lucius' office
When: 18 July
What: Augustus vists Lucius since he's returned from Spain, Fabian drinks Caradoc's tea

Caradoc: *at work staring at his desk*
Fabian: *filing things at work, whilst Jono flirts with his girlfriend*
Lucius: *working*
Augustus: *chatting up some bloke from the department of international magical cooperation*
Augustus: *finishes extracting information from the dude and sets about wandering the ministry corridors*
Caradoc: *still staring at his desk*
Fabian: *goes to see Caradoc*
Fabian: *walkitywalkity*
Augustus: *goes looking for lucius*
Lucius: *working on a mansion plan*
Caradoc: *snaps out of his fascination with the desktop*
Fabian: *knocks on Caradoc's door*
Caradoc: Come in.
Augustus: *hones in on lucius' office*
Fabian: *does so* Hey there. Busy?
Caradoc: *smiles* Yes, terribly so. There's this spot on my desk that I've been trying to remove with my mind but it doesn't seem to be working.

Fabian: Perhaps it didn't hear you?
Caradoc: *sighs dramatically* Probably not.
Fabian: Perhaps if you ask nicely, then?
Caradoc: *waves a hand dismissively at it* I don't even care anymore. It's taken up enough of my day. How's things in Aurorville?
Augustus: *bursts into lucius's office*
Lucius: *looks over at him with a raised eyebrow*
Augustus: Lucius! Darling, you've returned to me!
Fabian: Increasingly busy, I'm afraid. I feel sorry for the trees of the world.
Lucius: Hello, Augusts. Good to see you haven't withered away in my absence.
Caradoc: Yeah, I think a lot of our usual stuff has started escalating straight you lot these days.
Augustus: I've been staying strong just for you, Luce.
Lucius: I'm glad, Augustus. What would I do without you?
Augustus: I dunno, really.
Fabian: Yes, well... we know why.

Caradoc: Indeed we do.
Fabian: Mhm.
Caradoc: *sighs* Things will only get worse before they get better. Why don't you sit down?
Fabian: Sure. *takes a chair*
Lucius: *nods; puts his plan away* How have you been?
Augustus: Bored. How were your travels?
Caradoc: I've not seen you in a few days... Other than work you've been alright?
Fabian: Yes, I've been good. *smiles* How have you been?
Caradoc: *smiles back* I've been quite well, myself, actually.
Lucius: Busy. My mother still keeps the same brisk pace I could never quite keep up with. Other than that, it was nice.
Fabian: Oh?
Caradoc: *nods*
Augustus: Well, as long as it wasn't too trying for your delicate disposition.

Fabian: Okay. *absently straightens his collar*
Lucius: Of course not. I'm in excellent shape.
Caradoc: Want a bit of tea or anything?
Augustus: Of course.
Fabian: Sure, if you have it on hand.
Caradoc: *gets up quickly and conjours tea so Fabian can't see since he didn't have any and brings it over to him.* There you are.
Fabian: *didn't notice* Oh, thank you.
Caradoc: *smile* You're welcome.
Fabian: *drinks his tea, yumyum*
Caradoc: *sits at his desk again and admires*
Fabian: *mm, tea* *glances at Caradoc*
Caradoc: *looks away innocently*
Fabian: *head tilt; continues to drink his tea*
Caradoc: Good tea?
Fabian: Very. I'll have to drop by more often if this is the type of tea that frequents.
Caradoc: Well, you are very welcome to drop by whenever you choose to, you know.

Fabian: *nods* Yes, I know.
Caradoc: For tea or whatever.
Fabian: Of course. I wouldn't just hit you up for tea or something.
Caradoc: Well, of course not. But if you wanted to, the option is there.
Fabian: I'll remember that, then.
Caradoc: *smiles sweetly*
Fabian: *stomach flutters*
Caradoc: Doing anything after work?
Fabian: I hadn't planned on anything.
Caradoc: Care to do something then?
Fabian: Sure. I'd like that.
Caradoc: *smiles again* Excellent.
Fabian: *enjoying Caradoc's new tendency to smile lots*

+++
Who: Caradoc, Fabian
Where: Diagon Alley
When: 19 July
What: C & F run into each other at Diagon.

Caradoc: *at the leaky cauldron in a dark corner drinking tea*
Augustus: *poking around in places he probably shouldn't at the ministry*
Caradoc: *absently stirs his tea and watches some random people play darts*
Fabian: *windowshopping in Diagon*
Caradoc: *offers some dart-playing tips and drinks his tea; feels like a total ponce but has given up alcohol again*
Caradoc: *drinks his tea and leaves since the atmosphere isn't the same whilst sober; heads toward the quidditch supplies*
Caradoc: *notices an alarming amount of young people*
Fabian: *standing off to one side, walking around the crowd*
Caradoc: *admiring the shiny quidditch supplies from the window*
Caradoc: *debates actually buying something; changes his mind and heads back into the crowd*
Fabian: *trying to remain unnoticed*
Caradoc: *glares at the young people and heads off toward flourish & blotts*
Caradoc: *flips through some books*
Fabian: *dawdling in front of the ice cream shop with no intention of going in*
Caradoc: *buys something that may or may not be for fabian and heads back out into the street*
Fabian: *walking along, drinking a soda*
Caradoc: *has this weird prewett-homing-device thing going on and spots fabian from a distance*
Fabian: *steers around various young children*
Caradoc: *goes around and sneaks up behind fabian* Surprise.
Fabian: Oh! *jumps and turns around* Caradoc - hello there.
Caradoc: Hello.
Fabian: *smiles* Just popping out of no where - what have you been up to?
Caradoc: Just shopping around. Had a bit of tea. Nothing interesting. You?
Fabian: *wiggles his drink at Caradoc* Wandering. I hadn't expected there to be this many people.
Caradoc: Yes, it's almost as if the children are invading.
Fabian: Ah, summertime.
Caradoc: Yes... It's a joy.
Fabian: *grins at him* Of course it is.
Lucius: *strolling through Diagon*
Caradoc: Oh, wait, you like children though, don't you? You're always leading them around the Ministry. Or is that just because you're getting paid?
Fabian: I enjoy interacting with kids. It's not just for the money.
Caradoc: Well, then you should be enjoying this.
Fabian: Not especially. It's a massive cluster of teenagers. Teenagers are not lovely children.
Caradoc: True. But you were a teenager once. Ah, I remember it well...
Fabian: Ah, but I was the same boring old Fabian I am now.
Caradoc: Nah, you're not.
Fabian: ...I'm not?
Caradoc: Well, not really. You were a bit more boring then.
Caradoc: Not that you're all that boring now.
Fabian: So, now I'm interesting. That's good to know.
Caradoc: Well, yeah.
Fabian: *shrugs, drinks his soda*
Caradoc: You know how easily I get bored. If you were boring, I'd be bored more often wouldn't I?
Fabian: That is true. I've managed to keep you interested somehow.
Caradoc: Because you're not boring.
Fabian: Mhm.
Caradoc: Is that a "Mhm, I agree" or a "Mhm, you're full of it but I won't argue" ?
Fabian: Um... I agree and won't argue?
Caradoc: That works too.
Fabian: Then I stand by that.
Caradoc: Alright then.
Fabian: *steps back to avoid crowd*
Caradoc: *runs into him and grabs his shoulders to stop him from falling forward*
Fabian: *grabs hold of Caradoc to steady him* Whoa-
Caradoc: *smiles; still holding onto him* You've got to warn a chap when you're going to do something like that, Fabs.
Fabian: Something like what, Caradoc?
Caradoc: Stepping backward. I don't pay any attention. I could've knocked you over and then not only would I have landed on top of you, but we both would have been trampled by teenagers.
Fabian: Well, I think we're far enough out of the way to avoid being trampled by teenagers. I don't think there's anything I could do to prevent the rest of that, though. *innocent look*
Caradoc: Well... As long as we wouldn't get trampled.
Fabian: I don't think we'll get trampled.
Caradoc: Would you like to find out?
Fabian: I would like that.
Caradoc: Hmm... *still holding onto him and just falls over*
Fabian: *lying on the sidewalk*

+++
Who: Gideon, Fabian, Caradoc
Where: Leaky Cauldron
When: 20 July
What: Gideon finds out about Caradoc and Fabian

Augustus: *at the leaky cauldron; drinking by himself for a change*
Caradoc: *diagon alley*
Gideon: *goes out for a drinky*
Fabian:*comes into the Leaky through the Floo*
Caradoc: *wandering around outside*
Gideon: *goes to le bar to le drink*
Fabian: *gets a drink from the bar*

Caradoc: *heads to the animal... store... place and buys owl treats and to poke at some animals*
Owl: *hisses at Caradoc*
Caradoc: *pokes it some more and continues on*
Owl: HISS! *sits there and bes angry as most owls often do*
Gideon: *spots his brother in the pub* FABS!
Caradoc: *gets his stuff and moves on since the shop keeper is giving him dirty looks*
Fabian: *glances around* Oh! Hi, Gid!
Gideon: *plops down next to him* Fancy meeting you here! Had I know I would've just dragged you along with me *grins*
Fabian: Well, we'll know to coordinate next time.
Gideon: Indeed. What are we drinking to this evening?
Fabian: Tea. ...with whiskey.
Gideon: Interesting combination... any good?
Fabian: I enjoy it. What's yours?
Gideon: Not sure.. I asked for the house specialty and got this. It fizzs!
Caradoc: *buys himself a milkshake and loiters*
Fabian: Um, ooooh.
Gideon: *snickers* It's tasty, thugh
Fabian: Oh, well then that's all right.
Gideon: *orders another* So how are things?
Fabian: *grins instantly and then smothers it* ...pretty good. You?

Gideon: ....What was that?
Caradoc: *finishes his milkshake and heads off to buy gideon a present that will make him not hate him should any information reach his ears*
Fabian: ....pretty good. You?
Gideon: *shakes his head* Nonono. That grin. That butterfly-and-rainbows-and-happykisses grin *quirks an eyebrow*
Fabian: I had a good day? *tries not to stress the question mark*
Caradoc: *buys gideon something nice and shiny and just sort of stands in the middle of everything trying to think of where to go now*
Gideon: *eyes narrow* ...Something's happened... something big...
Fabian: You're so paranoid, Gideon. *drinks his tea*
Gideon: ...Mmhm... *drinks* So who is the lucky fellow? Or lady? *grins*
Caradoc: *sighs and wanders toward tlc since it's the only place to floo outside of knockturn alley and he's too lazy to apparate*
Fabian: *sighs* You'd like the person.
Gideon: A ha! I was just guessing! *feels smart*
Fabian: Well, you got me, Gid.
Gideon: That's my brother! *puts an arm around his shoulder* Sooo... details?
Fabian: *shrugs* Like what?
Caradoc: *wanders in and heads for the fireplace*

Gideon: Well, what's this person like? When do I get to meet the mysterious person who could make my twin smile like that *grins*
Fabian: *was looking around the room* Hm. Soon, if you like. The person is...thoughtful. And honest.
Gideon: *smiles and drinks, nods a bit*
Fabian: How was that date the other night?
Caradoc: *gathers up everything he bought so he doesn't lose it whilst flooing*
Gideon: *grins* Fabulous. She's quite a lovely girl, she is. We're suppose to be going out to Hogsmeade next weekend I believe
Fabian: *calls across the room* OY. *to Gideon* That's nice - what was her name?
Gideon: Jacquline *nods* Beautiful smile... *smiles to himself*
Caradoc: *looks around and spots fabs and gideon* ...
Fabian: Careful, Gid. Betsy might become jealous. *waves at Caradoc*

Gideon: *looks around* Caradoc! *waves*
Caradoc: *waves at both of them and heads over* Hello lads.
Fabian: How are you?
Caradoc: Just wonderful, yourself?
Fabian: Excellent. We aren't keeping you from something, are we?
Caradoc: No, I had just run out of things to do and was on my way home, actually.
Gideon: Have a drink with us?
Caradoc: Ah, sure. I'll be right back. *heads over to the bar and orders some tea*
Gideon: *gets another drink, suddenly thinks of something that makes him sad* So... does Caradoc know about your new... friend?
Fabian: Yes.
Gideon: How did he take it...?
Fabian: ...pretty well. *innocently* Why wouldn't he?

Gideon: *shrugs* I don't know... I always kind of thought he.. ta know... had a thing for you
Fabian: Really? *looks interested*
Caradoc: *in a discussion with the barkeep about why he's not ordering hard liquor like usual*
Gideon: *nods* He always seemed to give you this look... *shrugs*
Fabian: *expression softens* Really?
Caradoc: *argues with the barkeep now about his tab*
Gideon: *stares at Fabian*
Fabian: ....what?
Gideon: *points at him and waggles his finger* It's Caradoc!!!!!
Caradoc: *pretty sure he heard his names with exclamation points and doesn't turn around*
Fabian: Er..
Gideon: It is! You're hemming! A sure sign that I'm right!
Fabian: *flaps at him* Indoor voice! Indoor voice!
Gideon: *hugs Fabian* I'm so happy right now!
Fabian: *embaressed* uh, why?

Gideon: Do you know how long I've been waiting for this? Actually saying it makes it sound weird... But now
Caradoc is like actual family! Not that he wasn't before... you know what I mean!
Fabian: *slightly horrified or something* Gid, um. It's weird that you're so happy about this. I think? Why where you waiting for this? How long? What? *drinks his tea and waves for another*
Gideon: I mean it was *obvious* you two liked each other! *blinks* Am I suppose to not be happy? *tilts his head*
Fabian: *didn't think it was obvious* It was obvious? But.. Oh.
Caradoc: *staying at the bar now trying to determine if its safe to go back over*
Gideon: *smiles* I'm just happy for you guys. And I'm especially happy because you're the two most important people in my life
Fabian: Oh.. Well, thank you. I'm glad you approve..
Gideon: Sooooooo, when did this happen? And no sex on my bed...
Fabian: ....
Gideon: Where is Caradoc by the way? He's been gone awhile... *stands on his stool* Caradoc!

Fabian: *grabs his arm* He's getting a drink or something.
Caradoc: *curses under his breath and goes back with his tea*
Gideon: *smiles brightly and hops off his chair* Congrats, Caradoc! And, as I told Fabs, no sex in my bed.
Fabian: Oh my god!
Caradoc: *looks slightly horrified* I - er, what?
Fabian: *makes 'run for it' motions*
Gideon: Fabs told me everything! Well... I guessed, but I'm still happy for you two!
Caradoc: Oh, okay... *relieved* That's good.
Gideon: It's about time, I say *nodnod*
Caradoc: About time..?
Fabian: Apparently it was obvious....
Gideon: Indeed it was
Caradoc: Oh, really? I guess I can return your bribery gift then.
Gideon: ...I get a gift?

Caradoc: No. You're okay with it so I don't have to buy your friendship back.
Gideon: ...What if I'm not?
Caradoc: That would be a lie.
Narcissa: *nods* A fine fondness to have, of course.
Gideon: ...Grr?
Caradoc: *shrugs*
Gideon: *pouts* Pllllllllease?
Caradoc: You just did a little dance on your chair, Gideon. You're going to have to wait for some other gift giving reason.
Gideon: Damnit... celebrated too soon...
Caradoc: Indeed.
Fabian: *drinks his new drink*
Gideon: Hey, did you know it's... er... Give a Present to Your Best Mate Day!
Caradoc: Really? Did you know this, Fabian?

Fabian: Not at all. It's news to me.
Gideon: *whispers* Work with me, Fabs...
Caradoc: And if that is the case, where's my present?
Gideon: ...At our flat *nods*
Caradoc: *sighs* Here. *digs around in his stuff and hands him a box*
Gideon: *yay!* Thanks Caradoc! *opens it up* Shiny...
Caradoc: *hands fabian a book shaped package* So you don't feel left out.
Gideon: *decidely takes out his new riding gloves with the shiny emblems on the back*
Fabian: Oh. Thank you. I...don't have anything for you..
Caradoc: *shrugs* That's ok.
Fabian: *touches him on the sleeve* Well, thank you. *opens and examines the book*
Caradoc: *smiles*
Gideon: *tries on his gloves* Thanks, mate *watches them*
Fabian: *kinda into the book; you've lost him*

Gideon: *puts his gloves away so they don't get dirty*
Caradoc: *drinks his tea*
Caradoc: *finishes his tea*
Fabian: *reading*
Caradoc: *puts his hand on the page*
Fabian: *looks up at him*
Caradoc: Good book?
Fabian: Yes - a good choice.
Caradoc: Excellent.
Fabian: I'm sorry that Gideon was so... *waves his hands*
Caradoc: Yes, well... It could have been worse. I was expecting worse.
Fabian: I tried not to expect anything..
Caradoc: Tried?

Fabian: Well, I mean, I didn't expect anything bad, but I didn't want to tempt fate or anything...
Caradoc: Yes, well, that's true. You don't suppose he was just drunk or anything, do you?
Fabian: I really don't think he was.
Caradoc: Good.
Fabian: Agreed.
Caradoc: Now I think we're just going to have to deal with him making odd comments. But I can ignore him
easily enough.
Fabian: I live with him. I might have to knock him out now and again.
Caradoc: Well, if it comes to that when you knock him out let him know it's from both of us, yeah? I just can't bring myself to beat him senseless.

Fabian: How sweet. If he knew that, I'm sure he'd up it up just for you.
Caradoc: Probably. He's a git like that.
Fabian: But he does it out of love, so I can't keep him knocked out all the time.
Caradoc: It has to be tempting though.
Fabian: Sometimes. Like a few moments ago. That was extremely tempting.
Caradoc: That would have been nice, just then.
Fabian: Ah well.
Caradoc: The moment's come and gone.
Fabian: I'm sure it will arise again, one way or another.
Caradoc: *laughs* That's probably true.
Caradoc: He did seem rather happy...
Fabian: Well, he said he was happy because we're the two most important people in his life..
Caradoc: Aw, he's a sentimental prat.

Four More Chats~ I'll catch up eventually. ^__^

2007-09-29T00:13:57Z

Who: Augustus, Fabian, Caradoc
Where: The Ministry
When: 08 June
What: Augustus helps Fabs take Auror files to the storage, then makes lunch plans with Caradoc.

Augustus: *wandering the halls at the ministry after an informative meal with some chump in the department of magical cooperation*
Fabian: *carting file folders from his dept. to storage*
Caradoc: *in his office working*
Augustus: *spots fabian with his folders and wanders over* Hello there.
Fabian: *peers at him over his stack* Ah, hello Augustus. How are you?
Augustus: I am just fine. You look busy though.
Fabian: Was away for a while. Just catching up.
Augustus: Ah, yes. I remember your brother mentioning something. Did you have a nice trip?
Fabian: It was nice. I should do it more often.
Augustus: I'm glad to hear it. You do seem overworked at times.
Fabian: Yes, well, better overworked than out of work, I think.
Augustus: I guess you have a point there. Although these days, the Ministry isn't really letting anyone go. They need as much help as they can get, I suppose.
Fabian: Government organizations have a habit of such things, I've noticed.
Remus: *walked into; stops himself before he falls backward* Sorry. I wasn't watching what I was doing, are you alright?
Augustus: Yes, well, particularly this government organization. It amazing anything gets done at all when half of the department of magical law enforcement are playing darts in the cafeteria.
Fabian: Perhaps it's a skill enhancing tactic?

Augustus: *chuckles* I suppose it could be.
Fabian: *smiles* These are getting heavy, but you're welcome to join me if you like.
Augustus: Oh, right. Do you want any help?
Fabian: Um...you could take the top box if you like.
Augustus: *grabs the box* Where to?
Fabian: *nods in a direction* Just down here, actually.
Augustus: Alright. Lead the way.
Augustus: What are these anyway?
Fabian: Documentation and records. Boring things.
Augustus: Ah, I see. Most things in file boxes turn out to be boring.
Fabian: Files tend to have that sedative effect. But they must still be housed.
Augustus: Why, I wonder. Does anyone ever read them?
Fabian: I read them...
Augustus: After you file them away? You come back and read them all?
Fabian: No, before I file them away. Well, these ones anyway.
Augustus: So once they're in their final destination, they're never read again?
Fabian: Unfortunately, I rarely find reason to read them again. So yes, I suppose so.

Augustus: Just seems like a waste of space to me.
Fabian: *shrugs* It's protocol.
Augustus: Yeah, I guess.
Fabian: *goes into an office and drops his box on a desk - when he turns on a light, there are rows and rows of shelves with boxes on them.*
Augustus: *walks in after him and puts his box down as well; whistles* Damn.
Fabian: Yes, and all to be forgotten. *examines the shelves for an empty space*
Augustus: Like you said: protocol.
Fabian: Mhm. *throws his box in an empty spot* Anywhere you like with that.
Augustus: *squeezes the box in the first empty space he can find*
Fabian: *brushes his hands off* Well, there we are. Thank you for helping me.
Caradoc: *bored; goes to visit fabian only to find an empty office, confused*
Augustus: You're welcome. It was nothing.
Fabian: *exits the office* So...what are you up to? It seems that I always run into you either in a hallway or at a pub.

Augustus: I heard that quite often... I was just coming back from a visit with a friend of mine in the department of international magical cooperation.
Fabian: Ah, I can't say I've ever been down there.
Augustus: It's nothing special.
Caradoc: *can't believe he visited when fabian was actually out of the office; sits and waits since he has nothing better to do*
Fabian: I see. *is going back to his office*
Augustus: Yeah, I don't see how they stand it.
Fabian: Do they work constantly? Perhaps they don't notice the area.
Augustus: From what I've seen, yeah.
Fabian: Then perhaps that's it.
Augustus: I suppose so. Seems boring to me though.
Fabian: It probably is. *goes into his office*
Caradoc: *reading stuff fabian had laying around on his desk*
Augustus: *checks his watch* Oh, damn. I need to get back downstairs otherwise I'll be killed. It's been a pleasure, Fabian! *dashes back to the department of mysteries*

Fabian: .... *turns to Caradoc* Hello.
Caradoc: *looks up from what he was reading* Hello.
Fabian: Comfortable?
Caradoc: Yes, actually. You have a better chair than me.
Fabian: I stole it from Jono. I don't think he noticed.
Caradoc: That's because he's a git. They don't notice things like comfortable chairs.
Fabian: Ah, I see. I didn't know this about gits.
Caradoc: Not many people do.
Fabian: Your knowledge of this is astounding.
Caradoc: I have sources.
Fabian: How mysterious. *smiles and sits in Jono's chair*
Caradoc: Mysterious, yes. That's me, you know. Mr Mysterious.
Fabian: Oh, you've changed your last name?
Caradoc: No, it's a hyphenate. Caradoc Mysterious-Dearborn.
Fabian: It sounds like a middle name.

Caradoc: Yes, but there's a hyphen there.
Fabian: Ah, I didn't hear it. I'll remember it's there.
Caradoc: Please do.
Fabian: I take it you can't really use it as a pick up line, can you? Seeing as it's not your middle name and all.
Caradoc: No. I actually hadn't even thought of that.
Fabian: Ah. Well, I suppose it doesn't matter then, does it?
Caradoc: No, suppose not.
Fabian: Mhm. *twirls in his chair*
Caradoc: Been up to anything interesting today?
Fabian: Just putting files in storage.
Fabian: But that's hardly exciting.

Caradoc: Wow. How boring. I hardly had anything in my inbox when I got back. Mostly everything had been taken care of. It was probably slow.
Fabian: Most likely. They were old files. Spring cleaning and whatnot.
Caradoc: Are you done now?
Fabian: I am.
Caradoc: Brilliant. Want to go grab something to eat or something? I'm starving and I've not got a thing to do.
Fabian: GOUDA.
Remus: I don't know when things will be back to normal, if they ever are though.
Caradoc: Again? Alright, that place down the street should have something.
Fabian: *laughs* I was just kidding. It doesn't matter to me where we go.
Caradoc: Well, me either.

Who: Gideon, Fabian, Caradoc
Where: Outdoors, Prewett Flat, Caradoc's flat
When: June 09
What: Gideon get's pissed out of his head, apparates twice and ends up at Caradoc's

Gideon: *out and about as home is empty*
Caradoc: *playing football with some muggles near his flat*
Fabian: *playing badminton*
Gideon: *having a drink at the Leaky*
Caradoc: *beats some muggle arse at football and goes home for a shower*
Caradoc: *showers and lays sprawled out on his bed because he does actually have one*
Fabian: *balancing his racket on his shoulder; on his way home*
Caradoc: *admires his ceiling*
Fabian: *goes into his flat*
Caradoc: *debates putting clothes on*
Gideon: *drink drink drinky*
Fabian: *showershower*

Lucius: *in Spain with his mother*
Augustus: *misses lucius*
Fabian: *rummaging through his closet*
Caradoc: *grabs his cigarettes off the sidetable and lights up*
Fabian: *wandering around in boxers, looking for a certain shirt*
Gideon: *getting properly sloshed*
Caradoc: *smoking in bed*
Fabian: *can't find his damn shirt, dammit!*
Gideon: *apparates his drunken self home, ends up on the roof* Oi...
Fabian: *hears a thump on the roof*
Gideon: *wriggles himself over the edge to a window, knocks* Faaaaaaaaaaaaabs
Fabian: Oh good Lord. *opens the window* What the hell are you doing?

Gideon: *climbs through the window* Trying to get home! Here. Here being home *smiles brightly*
Caradoc: *smokes and sings to himself*
Fabian: You...are so drunk... Did you apparate?
Gideon: Nooo! ....Yes. *hugs Fabian* I missed you!
Fabian: *sighs; pats him on the head* I missed you too, Gid.
Gideon: I missed Caradoc too! *eyes widen* We should visit Caradoc!
Fabian: You can visit Caradoc when you have a firmer grasp on reality.
Gideon: *pouts* Nooooo.... we should go now!
Fabian: As the sober of this twinship, no.
Gideon: ....Ok... *grins wickedly and apparates to Caradoc's*
Fabian: G- *swears* *apparates to outside Caradoc's flat*
Gideon: CAAAAARADOC!
Fabian: *bangs on Caradoc's door* CARADOC.

Caradoc: ... *hops out of bed and wraps a towel around his waist* Gideon?
Gideon: Caradoc! *hugs him* I missed you!
Fabian: *walks in because Caradoc doesn't lock things* Caradoc! Is Gideon here? Is he in pieces?
Caradoc: *has a gideon on him* He's in here, Fabs! Nothing seems to be missing.
Caradoc: *pats gideon on the back* I missed you too.
Fabian: Twice! *bursts in* Drunk apparation, twice! Give me your wand!
Caradoc: You better do what he says, Gid.
Gideon: *grins* I missed you too! *grumbles at Fabian* I did not apparate while drunk! I am sober!
Fabian: GIDEON.
Gideon: ...*hands over his wand, whispers to Caradoc* Fabs yelled at me...
Caradoc: I noticed. You better behave or he'll start spitting fire at you.
Fabian: *puts it in the waistband of his boxers*

Gideon: *pulls Fabs into the hug* We're all together again!
Caradoc: *holding his towel on*
: Fabian: *tries to get out of the hug* Yes, yes, we are, Gideon.
Caradoc: Why don't you sit down, Gid, and I'll make us all some coffee?
Gideon: Coffee.... Yes, I shall sit down *nods and releases them; walks over to Caradoc's bed, flops down on it*
Caradoc: I'll be back. *wanders out of the room; grabbing a pair of sweat pants on his way out the door*
Fabian: *awkwardly standing in Caradoc's bedroom in his unders* ....
Caradoc: *puts the pants on and makes coffee*
Gideon: *starts muttering incoherently* The coffee's eating my wand... make the frogs go away...
Caradoc: *wanders back in with coffee for all* Er, Fabs. You don't have pants on.
Gideon: *crawls under Caradoc's covers and curls up* Comfy...

Caradoc: Hey, drink your coffee you git. *pokes gideon*
Fabian: Or a shirt. Or anything else. I'm sorry about this.
Gideon: *grumbles* Comfy!
Caradoc: *shrugs* It's no big deal. Gideon is rather like a child when he's drunk. Help yourself to my closet, although I think my clothes would be too big for you.
Fabian: Um...okay. *goes over to the closet*
Gideon: *pokes his head out from under the covers* Is it good coffee...?
Caradoc: Yes, it's good coffee.
Caradoc: Drink it or I'll pour it down your throat.
Gideon: *manages to sit up whilst still wrapped in covers, holds out his hands* Ok ok ok ok....
Caradoc: *hands it to him* Don't spill it either. I sleep there sometimes.
Gideon: *snickers and sips* Who else sleeps here, eh *winks*
Caradoc: Wouldn't you like to know.

Gideon: Yup *looks at him and sips*
Caradoc: Nobody, Gideon. Not for awhile actually.
Fabian: *pulls out a random green tee and drawstring pants - pulls them on*
Gideon: *snorts* I find that hard ta believe... We'll find you someone!
Caradoc: Well, not all of us can be lucky enough to find someone as nice as Betsy.
Gideon: Ahhhh Betsy! She's perfect cause she'll never break my heart *nods and chugs*
Caradoc: Yeah, I'm sure there are a few things she'll never do.
Fabian: *drinking coffee, for once*
Gideon: That is very naughty, Caradoc!
Caradoc: *shrugs and lights another cigarette*
Caradoc: Ah, Fabian has found the last pair of trousers from my plaid period. Lovely, aren't they?
Gideon: *stares at them and starts cracking up*
Fabian: *nods* They're soft... *looks at Gid* What?
Gideon: *can't stop laughing, falls back on the bed holding his sides*

Caradoc: He's just being stupid. Don't spill that coffee, you prat or I'll throw you out the window.
Gideon: *drops off into giggles which he will deny up and down if it's ever brought up again*
Caradoc: *rolls his eyes and takes the coffee away*
Fabian: ... *sits on the edge of the bed*
Caradoc: Your brother is a lost cause.
Fabian: I think so. Coffee doesn't sober him up.
Fabian: And that's the only useful quality of coffee.
Gideon: *giggles drop off into sleepy mutterings, curls up in the covers again*
Caradoc: And now he's sleeping in my bed...
Fabian: It surprises me that you have one, for some reason.
Caradoc: Har har. I usually don't bother with it.

Fabian: I know. Hence why I'm so surprised. *smiles*
Caradoc: I actually forgot about it for awhile. *finishes with one cig and lights up another*
geni91782 (3:48:58 AM): Gideon: *starts snoring lightly*
Fabian: Oh dear. I'm going to have a hell of a time moving him, now..
Caradoc: *shrugs* You can leave him.
Fabian: ...I don't want to just dump him on you, like that..
Caradoc: *takes a drag on his cig* As long as he doesn't throw up on anything of mine in the morning, he's no bother. Leave him be. Like you said, it'll be too hard to move him anyway.
Fabian: Well...okay...
Caradoc: *gathers coffee mugs, steals fabians* Want some tea?
Fabian: I would love tea.
Caradoc: *nods and wanders back into the kitchen and starts making tea*
Fabian: *follows him*
Fabian: So...sorry for barging in on you like that..

Caradoc: I don't mind. It makes life exciting. *pours tea and hands it to fabs*
Fabian: Okay. Thank you.
Caradoc: You're welcome. You know, he's really rather lucky he managed to apparate without splinching himself.
Fabian: *sighs* Yeah. Twice, even. That's not something I'd like to repeat.
Caradoc: Well, if he were to do something that stupid, it would serve him right. Besides, deaths from splinching are rare.
Fabian: Rare, but not impossible.
Caradoc: Well, that goes for a lot of things.
Fabian: Well... Yes, that's true, too.
Caradoc: *pats him on the shoulder* Don't worry about him so much.
Fabian: I know, I know.

Caradoc: Oh, Fabian. Sometimes I think there's as little hope for you as there is for your brother.
Fabian: What do you mean?
Caradoc: You each do your own thing you always fall into the same pattern. Gideon has taken over the role of alcoholic and you're stuck taking care of him.
Caradoc: Worrying about him as if he was a child.
Fabian: I'm not... He's my brother...
Caradoc: Yes, but he can take care of himself.
Fabian: Yes, I know that, but it's different when you're drunk, yes?
Caradoc: To an extent, yes. I suppose.
Fabian: The way the three of us go about it, sometimes?
Caradoc: Okay, okay. I get your point.
Fabian: Yes. Sorry. *drinks tea*

Caradoc: But when it all came down to it, you just wanted to see me. Admit it. *smiles and finishes off his cigarette*
Fabian: Of course. You in your towel, me in my boxers. The bed I didn't know existed.
Caradoc: *laughs* Oh, if only it weren't for Gideon.
Fabian: *smiles* If only.
Caradoc: Ah, well, what can you do? *lights another cigarette*
Fabian: *sips his tea* Rhetorical question?
Caradoc: Why, got an answer?
Fabian: Want an answer?
Caradoc: *finishes his tea* Sure.
Fabian: *'Oh.'* Well...um.
Caradoc: *chuckles and puffs on his cigarette*

Fabian: Well, clearly there's two things that can be done.
Fabian: One being, there's always other nights, and two being that Gid's uncontious anyway.
Fabian: And that being said, this is why I shouldn't drink coffee. *drinks his tea*
Caradoc: This is true. But Gideon unconscious in the next room isn't exactly, I dunno, appealing. And you blame the coffee. It can't bring out anything that's not there.
Fabian: Yes, I know, but I was making a failing save for nerves. And no, Gideon being in the next room is not quite appealing.
Caradoc: Nerves? It's just me, Fabs. If I'm making you uncomfortable I'll stop.
Fabian: *pours himself more tea* Not the bad sort of nerves, Caradoc, and it's fine. If I had a problem, I'd ask you to stop.
Caradoc: *smiles* I'm sure you would. *blows smoke above their heads in little rings*
Fabian: Mhm. *watching the smoke rings*

+++
Who: Gideon, Caradoc, Fabian
Where: Prewett Flat
When: 12 June
What: The boys are indecisive and then decide to go to the pub.

Gideon: *chilling on his couch*
Caradoc: *magically appears on the prewett's doorstep; bangs on the door loudly*
Augustus: *in the leaky cauldron*
Gideon: *jumps a bit* Cripes... *gets up and answers* Loud enough, Caradoc?
Caradoc: *smiles* No.
Gideon: *shakes his head and smiles* Well, come in, come in *wanders back to the couch*
Caradoc: *wanders in* Don't mind if I do. Did I interrupt anything?
Gideon: Nah... Just relaxing on the couch
Caradoc: How surprising. *pats him on the shoulder* Lazy sod. *hops onto the sofa*

Gideon: *grins and plops next to Caradoc* You know me too well! Have you any suggestions for
what I should be doing?
Caradoc: No, not particularly. But I'm sure you could find something if you tried.
Gideon: Ahhh, but there's the fact that I'd have to try. I'm feeling particularly lazy today
Caradoc: Obviously.
Gideon: There's always the bar... but one shouldn't spend all of one's free time at the bar, am I right?
Caradoc: *shrugs* It never hurt me.
Gideon: True... *ponders*

Fabian: *was working in his garden; comes inside*
Gideon: We have a visitor, Fabs!
Caradoc: Perhaps you should take Betsy out for a night on the town. She's looking a bit forlorn.
Caradoc: Hello Fabian!
Gideon: *whispers* Betsy and I are having a bit of a row...
Caradoc: *gasp* What did you do, Gideon?
Gideon: I haven't been taking her out as much as I used to. I think she's getting suspicious
Caradoc: *shakes his head*
Fabian: *sighs* Ah, Betsy troubles once more. Hello Caradoc.
Gideon: *goes all melodramatic* She doesn't love me anymore!
Caradoc: Perhaps because you are a lazy sod.

Gideon: Quite probable *grins*
Fabian: Oy. Okay, I'm taking a shower. *goes to do so*
Caradoc: Have fun, Fabs.
Fabian: Of course.
Gideon: *lays on Caradoc* We should all go do something. Now that you've pointed out my laziness, I'm bored
Caradoc: *pats gideon on the head* Well, we'll have to wait for Fabs now. Unless the something you had planned is that we all shower. And I just did earlier. And I don't think Fabs would enjoy the company.
Gideon: *snorts* No, that would just be odd... We may be twins, but we don't tend to shower together

Caradoc: I suppose that would be a bit awkward, wouldn't it?
Gideon: Indeed. Besides, our shower is tiny *nods* But what shall we do?
Caradoc: I dunno.
Gideon: There's always the bar
Caradoc: Indeed.
Fabian: *showershower*
Caradoc: We should ask Fabian his opinion.
Gideon: *nods* Indeed we should. I'm going to rest my weary eyes til he is done being clean
Caradoc: On me?
Gideon: *grins* Yup *closes his eyes*
Caradoc: You better not drool.
Fabian: *dressing*
Fabian: *goes back into the living room*
Gideon: *napping on Caradoc*
Fabian: ...you seem to have an attachment, Caradoc.
Caradoc: Yes. *pats gideon on the head* He was tired, poor thing. Being lazy does take it out
of you.

Gideon: *mutters* I can hear you, you know
Caradoc: Oh, imagine that.
Gideon: *grins, keeps his eyes closed* You and Fabs should figure out what we're doing
Caradoc: Alright. I say we ask Molly if we can borrow some make-up and draw on Gideon's face as he pretends to sleep.
Gideon: *sticks his tongue out* I disapprove of that idea
Fabian: Ah, she could help. And the kids. It'll be a party.
Caradoc: We could have a drawing contest.
Gideon: You two are hilarious
Caradoc: Should you be talking? You're asleep, remember?
Fabian: He talks in his sleep. It's rather annoying some days.
Gideon: *snickers* I am quite verbose
Caradoc: That's disturbing.

Fabian: Mhm.
Gideon: *sits up suddenly* So what're we doing?
Caradoc: Pick something.
Gideon: *pouts* I don't want to...
Fabian: *eyeing the kitchen; thinking about tea*
Caradoc: Pick something or I'll throw you out the window.
Gideon: Fabs should pick *nods*
Fabian: Hm?
Caradoc: Go ahead, Fabian.
Fabian: Um...the pub?
Gideon: The pub it is! *hops up*
Caradoc: Alright then. *stands himself*
Fabian: Ookay. *grabs his coat*
Gideon: Alright, let's go! *heads out*
Fabs:*follows*
Gideon: *apparates to the Cauldron*

++
Who: Caradoc, Fabian
Where: Caradoc's Office at the Ministry
When: 21 June
What: Talking about the new girl in lawn enforcement

Caradoc: *in his office for the third day in a row; making notes on a report*
Fabian: *not in his office yet again, and en route to Caradoc's*
Fabian: *bangs on Caradoc's door*
Caradoc: *jumps* Come in.
Fabian: *goes inside* Hello.
Caradoc: Oh, hello. Haven't seen you in a bit, have a seat.
Fabian: *sits down somewhere* Yeah - Jono said you dropped by yesterday? I seem to be out of the office when you come by.
Caradoc: Yes. I was just dropping by for a visit, nothing drastic.
Fabian: Ah, okay. But still.

Caradoc: Still...I had to endure a lengthy amount of time with Jobo? Yes.
Fabian: Ah. I'm...sorry. *not really, but knows how Caradoc feels about Jono*
Caradoc: That's okay. I was glad to leave, he was glad I left. It all worked out in the end.
Fabian: Excellent, then. So, what have you been up to?
Caradoc: Work lately. There's actually been some. And I've seen your brother a few times. He keeps trying to poison me.
Fabian: ...he's been cooking for you?
Caradoc: Well, no. But he's been having me go eat with him. First he tries to make me eat a tongue sandwich. Tongue, Fabian. Then he expects me to eat in the cafe downstairs.
Fabian: I eat in the cafe downstairs... *shakes head* Tongue sandwiches? Actual tongue, or is it something lewd that I'm completely missing?

Caradoc: Well, I don't. But that's me. And yes, actual tongue. As if I am ever lewd.
Fabian: Oh, of course not. You're the image of purity. What kind of tongue?

Caradoc: I'm glad you realise. And I don't know. It's a tongue. Does it really matter whose mouth it came from?
Fabian: Well, something like cow tongue is an edible food high in some sort of mineral or something...
Caradoc: It could guarantee me eternal life and I wouldn't eat a tongue, Fabian.
Fabian: So you're just not a tongue sort of fellow. It's okay.
Caradoc: Not when it's lying between two pieces of bread.
Fabian: Bread? Now that's just wrong. *randomly reading stuff on Caradoc's desk*
Caradoc: What else would a sandwich be made of, Fabian? *signs off on the report he'd been working on and tosses
it to the side*

Fabian: Biscuits, of course.
Caradoc: *makes a face* I suppose you're 'a tongue sort of fellow' then, Fabs?
Fabian: Not if we're talking about sandwiches and biscuits, no.
Caradoc: *raises an eyebrow* Are you being coy now? I can't tell sometimes.
Fabian: *smiles* Sorry, I'm in a good mood today.
Caradoc: Well, no point in apologising for being in a good mood. Something good happen?
Fabian: Not especially. Just...been steady lately. *knocks on the desktop* Normal, casual, not stressful.
Caradoc: *smiles* Good. I'm glad to hear it.
Fabian: Mhm. *stretches* Have you seen that new woman in the Law Enforcement Department?
Caradoc: Er, yes, I do believe I have. The blonde?

Fabian: Yeah - have you caught her name? I think I know her, but I'm not sure from where.
Caradoc: No, I've not asked. It should be easy enough to find out though.
Fabian: *nods* True. I should pop by sometime.
Caradoc: Fancy her?
Fabian: *shrugs* Haven't talked to her.
Caradoc: Well, obviously or you'd know her name. You can fancy people without talking to them.
Fabian: I suppose, but it's not very practical, is it?
Caradoc: It typically isn't.

Fabian: Then I don't think I'll go fancying people without talking to them first.
Caradoc: Ah, Fabian. Dear, practical Fabian.
Fabian: ...what?
Caradoc: *smiles* Nothing.
Fabian: *eyebrow raise* Okay...
Caradoc: *continues to smile*
Fabian: ...what.
Caradoc: Nothing, nothing. Don't be paranoid. Shall I find out this blonde's name for you or shall you partake on that task on your own?
Fabian: Well... I'm kind of still a little iffy about going down to the Law Enforcement, so..
Caradoc: Then I shall do it for you.
Fabian: Thank you. *smiles*
Caradoc: You are welcome.

4 chats for the price of 1~

2007-09-27T23:39:43Z

Well, there's no point saving the rp from before the restart, in regards to the youngers, so I took it all out and am only posting the stuff that the elders were in. Sooo...Yeah.

Who: Fabian, Caradoc, Gideon, Bellatrix, August. Appearances by Lucius.
Where: Prewett Flat, Diagon Alley
When: May 30/07

Fabian: *lazily watching tv on the couch*
Caradoc: *watches as his quill falls off his nose* Damn.
Gideon: *slinks out of bed but brings his blanket with, wraps it around himself, wanders out front* Whatcha watching, Fabs?
Augustus: *wandering still*
Fabian: Some game show or something.
Caradoc: *leans back in his chair to pick the quill up and falls over*
Augustus: *pokes at an owl at the animal store place*
Gideon: *plops on the couch* Is it interesting?
Fabian: Not really. I think they're playing for a kitchen set.
Gideon: How odd... why would anyone want that ridiculous thing
Fabian: To cook things? They were playing for a car before.
Gideon: Brooms are better *nods*
Fabian: Ah, but you're biased.
Gideon: *grins* Agreed. They still are. *yawns* Oi, I'm still tired...
Caradoc: *decides to stay on the floor*
Augustus: *goes to get ice cream*
Fabian: When'd you get in?

Gideon: *shrugs* Some ridiculous hour... haven't unpacked a bit yet
Fabian: How was everything?
Gideon: Frustratingly unproductive... it was obvious there had been foulplay but not a clue as to who had done it
Fabian: *sighs* Joy. That's always the way it is.
Gideon: *frowns* Unfortunately. It's maddening, really. I hear you and Caradoc are to be going out on Order business?
Fabian: Er, yes. Kirkwall and Derby, we're off to.
Gideon: Hope you have more luck than I did. When are you suppose to be off?
Fabian: I'm not sure, but I assume that Dumbledore would prefer if it were sooner rather than later. I haven't talked to Caradoc about it yet.
Gideon: Well, at least you two will be together. *thinks a second* Though I know you can take care of yourself *nods*
Fabian: *nods* I wonder if we'll drive though. I don't have a muggle car license.
Gideon: *makes a face* Driving is so dull. Though I suppose safer in some ways

Fabian: Well, we're dealing with muggles, though. It'd be rather suspicous to just apparate in and out, don't you think?
Gideon: Excellent point. Can Caradoc drive?
Augustus: *sitting outside eating icecream*
Caradoc: *gets bored with work, leaves a note for his boss, and goes home*
Bella: *wanders by the ice cream shop, spots Augustus and ponders whether to stop*
Fabian: I have no idea.
Gideon: You could always apparate to the edge of town if push comes to shove
Fabian: Yes, that would work, too. *channel flipping*
Gideon: *yawns again and leans on Fabian* Sooooo... did ya miss me *grins*
Fabian: *pokes him lightly in the forehead* I wept every night, Gideon, for my darling brother was no where near. *dramatic sigh*
Of course I did.
Bella: *decides to be civil, walks over to Augustus* Hello, Rookwood. Enjoying your ice cream?
Gideon: *snickers* Missed ya, too, twinsy. We should somehow make Caradoc magically appear here cause I missed him too, yet am too tired to get up...
Augustus: *looks at bella* ... Yes.
Fabian: *waves his hands* Accio Caradoc!
Fabian: *wasn't trying*
Bella: Ahhh, you always were quick and to the point. *gives him a not so nice smile, but a smile nonetheless* How are you?
Augustus: Excellent. ...Who are you again?
Caradoc: *goes home and changes clothes; eats some toast and randomly gets the urge to harass some prewetts*

Bella: How rude! You mean you've forgotten me? Though I suppose we've only met once or twice
Gideon: *snickers* I admire the effort, Fabs
Fabian: Well, I tried.
Augustus: Sorry, luv. I don't retain names well. We have met before then?
Bella: That's where you and I differ. On the rare occasion. I believe you've attended a few parties at the Black Manor.
Caradoc: *pops over and knocks at the door, still eating his toast*
Augustus: Indeed I have. You're the eldest, aren't you?
Fabian: ... *stares at the door*
Gideon: *stares too* Odd... *yells* COME IN!
Caradoc: *wanders in munching on his toast* Oh, hey Gid. Nice time in Wales? Lovely country, isn't it?

Gideon: ...Fabs, you're amazing! *grins at Caradoc* Excellent time. Excellent people
Bella: *smiles and nods* Indeed. Bellatrix. Good to know I'm not completely forgettable
Caradoc: The best people anywhere, actually. Why is Fabian amazing? Did I walk in on something?
Augustus: You definitely make an impression. And I'm sure anyone else would have remembered your name. I apologise profusely.
Fabian: *perturbed*
Gideon: *grins* Fabian accio'd you, and here you are. Mainly because I was too lazy to get up

Caradoc: Really? Nicely done, Fabian. I've never been accio'd before.
Fabian: Did it feel like anything?
Bella: *nods* Forgiven. *not really* Mind if I sit?
Caradoc: I was just standing in my kitchen thinking, "hm, I haven't harassed a Prewett in awhile." So I suppose it did.
Fabian: Interesting.
Gideon: Hmm... I get that feeling quite often... Odd
Fabian: Don't look at me. I just did it this once.
Caradoc: Aw, I feel special now.
Fabian: Well, I can't go around accio-ing everyone, you know. Terribly inconvient and such. *stands* Tea? or food?

Gideon: *falls over since he was leaning on Fabs* Tea for me?
Caradoc: *holds up what's left of his toast* I'm fine, thank you.
Fabian: *nods* Tea it is, then. *goes to make some*
Gideon: *yawns* Thanks Fabs
Caradoc: *finally sits down* So, anything interesting happen?
Gideon: *stretches and shakes his head* Big deadend
Caradoc: Ahh, isn't it always?
Gideon: Heh, unfortuantely. They'll have to get messy one of these days...
Caradoc: Dumbledore's sending Fabs and I off. I don't imagine we'll find anything.

Gideon: You never know! Maybe you'll have better luck than I. Especially since it'll be the two of you
Caradoc: *scoffs* Why is it the two of us, though?
Caradoc: Dumbledore's never sent me out on a mission or anything. I've always kept close to the Ministry.
Gideon: *shrugs* Cover more ground? There have been a lot more disappearances lately
Gideon: I'm sure Dumbledore needs all of us investigating right now
Caradoc: I suppose. Everyone disappearing from the Ministry for a week or two at a time is going to look suspicious after awhile.
Gideon: Ha that is true *smiles a bit* I'm sure Dumbledore knows what he's doing
Augustus: Oh, of course. *stands to be polite* Please, have a seat.
Caradoc: Oh, I don't doubt that. *finishes his toast*

Faban: *brings back tea*
Bella: *nods ands sits* It's refreshing to run across such a gentleman. People these days are beginning to forget their place
Gideon: *sleepily* Teeeeeea!
Augustus: *sits* Well, that's people for you, isn't it?
Fabian: *hands him a cupw/tea* There you are. *sets the rest on the table and sits down*
Caradoc: I was just telling Gideon about the abnormality of me actually going on a mission for the Order.
Bella: Indeed. That's why I try to associate with those of my breeding. *They* know how to act
Fabian: Yes, that is rather unusual, isn't it?
Gideon: *sips his tea* Caradoc is getting his feet wet!
Augustus: You seem quite serious about it all. *eats his ice cream*

Caradoc: I suppose it was bound to happen sooner or later.
Bella: *nods* Someone has to take it seriously before this whole world goes to pot!
Augustus: *nods and shrugs* I suppose you've got a point there.
Bella: *nods* Of course I do. It's about time someone reminded us of how grand we used to be
Augustus: I still happen to be quite grand, thank you very much.
Fabian: Do I have to show you the ropes and whatnot? *sips his tea*
Gideon: *tea sippage* You'll do swimmingly
Caradoc: There are ropes?

Fabian: There are ropes.
Bella: *small smile* As I recall, you are one of the better ones
Caradoc: And I thought you preferred belts. *wishes he had tea to sip, as that would be perfect for after a statement such as that*
Augustus: Why, thank you. You're not so bad yourself.
Gideon: ...Kinky *sip*
Gideon: *too sleepy to mute himself*
Caradoc: I know, he doesn't seem the sort, does he?
Fabian: *smiles into his teacup* As I remember, belts was your idea.
Bella: *smirks* I'll take that as a compliment. So, Mr. Rookwood, what brings you to Diagon Alley?
Augustus: Just getting out. You?
Caradoc: It was for your own good.

Gideon: What did you two get up to whilst I was gone? It didn't involve my bed, did it?
Caradoc: That was quite inappropriate, Gideon. It's not as if we'd tell you if it did, anyway.
Bella: The same. Taking a jaunt about to get out of the house
Gideon: *shrugs* A chap's got to look out for his sheets. I don't do laundry as often as I should
Fabian: *pours himself more tea*
Caradoc: That's disgusting, Gideon. I mean, I knew you were the dirty twin, but your sheets?
Gideon: I don't use em as often as I should, either, if you ctahc my drift *grins and winks*
Caradoc: You sleep on the sofa?
Gideon: Haha. Way to kill a chap's ego

Caradoc: *chuckles* I try.
Gideon: *smiles and finishes his tea, looks at Fabs* You've gotten rather quiet
Fabian: You two were on a roll. I wouldn't want to interrupt. *smiles*
Gideon: We do tend to do that *snickers, rolls over*
Caradoc: Indeed we do.
Augustus: Have you come across anything interesting?
Bella: *shrug* The odd trinket here and there. You? Enjoying your ice cream?
Augustus: It's alright. I find myself not really in the mood for it now.
Gideon: *mutters* I'm gonna take a nap now... *pulls his blanket over his head*
Bella: Mm, have I ruined your appetite?
Fabian: *sits on him*
Augustus: Not quite, I've just changed my mind.
Caradoc: I did interrupt something earlier...

Gideon: *grunts* Meeerrrr...
Bella: Ahh, I see. This seems to be quite the popular spot. I saw Lucius Malfoy here just the other day
Augustus: Lucius turns up everywhere sooner or later.
Lucius: *looking at brooms in a shop*
Bella: That he does. He seems to be everywhere at once
Augustus: He probably is.
Fabian: No, I'm just abusing my brother a little.
Caradoc: Oh, well. Then carry on.
Gideon: *from under his blanket* Brother abuse!
Bella: I wouldn't be surprised. He's certainly a man to keep one's eye one
Augustus: I agree.

Fabian: *gets off of Gideon and sits elsewhere*
Caradoc: How have you been, Fabs? I haven't seen you in a bit.
Fabian: Been busy. I took on some extra work at the Ministry. How about you?
Caradoc: Ah, I've just been loitering here and there. Nothing terriblying exciting.
Fabian: *nods* So. We've a mission - when do you think we should go?
Caradoc: The sooner, the better most likely.
Fabian: When are you free? After this past week, my boss has been pushing me to take some time off.
Caradoc: Whenever's best for you. I can always pull some strings with a few folks in my department if I have to.
Fabian: It's really not a big problem for me to take off time whenever. I just have to let him know the day before, really.
Caradoc: Well, anytime then. This weekend?
Fabian: Sure. Sounds good to me.
Caradoc: Alright then.

++
Who: Fabian, Caradoc, Gideon, Augustus
Where: Prewett Flat, Diagon Alley
When: June 01

Fabian: *packing a bag for the weekend, because he's a planner like that*
Caradoc: *threw some clothes in a bag awhile ago and hasn't worried about packing since*
Fabian: *folding socks*
Caradoc: *bored; apparates over to the prewett flat and knocks*
Fabian: *calls out* It's open!
Caradoc: *wanders in and looks around* Hello Fabs!
Fabian: Hello, Caradoc. How are you?
Caradoc: I'm fine. What are you doing? *sits down across from him*
Fabian: Currently? Folding socks.
Caradoc: Why?
Fabian: So that can pack them?
Caradoc: Want help?
Fabian: *laughs* Thank you, but I'm not taking that many. *is folding shirts*
Caradoc: Oh. Well, need any help with anything?

Fabian: I'm all right, thanks. Do you think it'll rain?
Caradoc: It's Britain. Chance of rain is good.
Fabian: I always hope for a different answer.
Caradoc: It's nice to dream, Fabs.
Caradoc: Mind if I use your kitchen to make a bit of tea whilst you pack?
Gideon: *decidedly buying new clothes cause he doesn't feel like doing laundry*
Fabian: Go ahead.
Caradoc: Want any? I mean, it is your tea, after all?
Fabian: I always want tea, but thank you.
Caradoc: I'll be right back then. *heads into his kitchen*
Caradoc: *eventually wanders back out with tea* How's the packing coming along now?

Fabian: Done!
Caradoc: Excellent work. You deserve tea. *pours him a cup and hands it over*
Fabian: Excellent, tea!
Fabian: Thank you.
Caradoc: You are most welcome. *pours himself some tea and sits back down* Where's that prat of a twin of yours, eh?
Fabian: I think he went out to get something. I'm not sure what.
Gideon: *shops!*
Caradoc: Typical.
Caradoc: Perhaps he's grown tired of Betsy. What have you been up to? Other than packing?
Fabian: Not much. I went to Muggle England today. Walked around. Came back.
Augustus: *wandering around diagon alley again*
Gideon: *poking around in the robe shop for some reason*
Augustus: *spots gideon through the shop window and just watches from outside*

Gideon: *gets bored as he doesn't much wear robes, heads out to wander some more*
Augustus: *stares at gideon*
Augustus: *ignores the annoying shortening of his name* Hello Gideon Prewett.
Caradoc: Sounds positively captivating.
Fabian: Oh, it was. Captivating. Wet. Lots of fun.
Fabian: How about you?
Gideon: My full name? What's the occasion?
Augustus: I was walking by and spotted you and I thought "that's gideon prewett, I'll go and say hi." So that would be the occasion.
Gideon: *grins* Well, it's lovely to see you too! What brings you to the Alley?
Caradoc: I didn't do anything, really. I sat about and read a book. After awhile I went to the Muggle pub nearby and played billiards then I decided to come and visit you.
Augustus: Shopping and more escapism.
Gideon: Ahhh, the old lady at home? How is she these days?

Augustus: *a bit bitter* I'm surprised you haven't received an invitation from her to find out. Every other bloke in England has.
Fabian: Did you win?
Caradoc: No. I'm pretty sure I was hustled. But no harm done.
Gideon: *makes a face* Oh... let's speak of happier things, then! Were you shopping for anything in particular?
Fabian: Ah well.
Augustus: No, nothing in particular. Just browsing.
Gideon: Shall we browse together, then? I need a new wardrobe
Caradoc: Ah well, indeed. *sits there for a few moments sipping tea* We should go out. We haven't been in awhile.
Augustus: Do you? Its there something wrong with your old one?
Fabian: *sets his tea cup down* No, we haven't. Where to?
Gideon: It's dirty
Caradoc: I dunno, there aren't many choices, are there? At least magically speaking.
Fabian: That's true. We could just stick to the tried and true, though.

Caradoc: The Leaky Cauldron?
Augustus: Wash it. Even I don't go and buy new clothes every time they get dirty.
Fabian: *nods*
Gideon: *shrugs* Eh, I needed some new stuff anyways. Besides, there's some odd funk in my favorite shirt that I can't get out... *sighs sadly*
Augustus: Alright... New clothes then...
Caradoc: *hops up* Let's go then.
Gideon: Excellent! Shall we then? *starts off towards a clothes shop*
Fabian: *debates changing shirts and decides it doesn't matter; also stands* Okay.
Augustus: *follows gideon*
Caradoc: Race you there?
Gideon: So what else have you been up to, 'Gustus?
Fabian: Um, sure?
Augustus: I can't tell you that. It would make your brain melt.
Remus: Yes, I suppose.

Caradoc: *disapparates*
Fabian: *goes to the den and floos to the L.C*
Gideon: Well now I'm intrigued...
Augustus: Are you keen on getting your brain melted, Gideon?
Caradoc: *apparates to diagon alley and heads inside tlc*
Gideon: Not especially, but Im insanely curious
Augustus: Well, you know what they say. Curiosity killed the red-ish haired man.
Gideon: *snickers* Well, I suppose I do want to live a bit longer. Let's talk of other things
Augustus: That's twice now. What is it that you would like to talk about?
Caradoc: *looks around for fabs and sits at the bar*
Fabian: *brushing soot off of his clothes*
Gideon: Dunno... how's work going?
Augustus: Fine. I can't elaborate. I'd have to kill you.
Augustus: You?
Gideon: See, this just means you have to pick the topic
Caradoc: Hey there, Fabs. Imagine meeting you here.

Augustus: I'm not so great with discussion topics.
Fabian: Why hello, Caradoc. Didn't think I'd see you today.
Caradoc: And I'm sure you were thinking that it would be a terrible day indeed if that had happened. Lucky we ran into each other.
Gideon: *shrugs* Well, I've hit the home life, work life... how's about the weather?
Fabian: Why yes, you've saved me from a dreadful fate. Thank you.
Caradoc: You're welcome. What do you want to drink?
Fabian: Hm... Not a Firewhiskey.
Caradoc: Butterbeer? Water? What?
Fabian: I don't know. Something orange.
Caradoc: Something the color orange or something that tastes like an orange?
Fabian: Er, something that tastes like an orange.
Caradoc: *informs the barkeep of this and orders a firewhisky for himself*
Fabian: So...who won?
Augustus: The weather is... *looks up* Good?
Gideon: Excellent! Something that won't melt my brain *grins*
Augustus: Good job.

Caradoc: *gets the drinks and wanders back to Fabian* Here. He told me what this is called, but I forgot. *hands him his drink*
Gideon: Hmm... the weather is boring, though. What kind of look do you think I should go for with my new clothes?
Augustus: Ah, I dunno. What was your old look? I never paid much attention.
Gideon: Relaxed... very chill and groovy.
Augustus: Groovy?
Gideon: *nods* I'm thinking of maybe something more out of the norm. Something that pops
Augustus: *holds up something hideously flowered* How about floral?
Gideon: *makes a face* Not quite so much pop...
Augustus: Right. How about this? *holds up some stripey thing*
Fabian: Oh. Okay, thanks. *sips it*
Caradoc: How is it? Orangey enough?
Fabian: Tastes like oranges and carrots.
Caradoc: Carrots?
Gideon: Ehh... *pokes it* No
Augustus: I obviously haven't the slightest idea what you have in mind so shop away.
Fabian: *sips again* Carrots. It's not bad, though.
Caradoc: If you like it. *holds up his glass* Cheers.

Fabian: Cheers. I do.
Caradoc: *downs his firewhisky* That's all that matters, right?
Gideon: *snickers and holds up something black and white and snazzy* What do you think of this?
Augustus: *shrugs* If you like that sort of thing.
Fabian: True, that. I should find out what it's called, though.
Caradoc: Or just ask for the orangey carrot thing.
Fabian: What if I get a different orangey carrot thing?
Caradoc: There can't be that many.
Gideon: I'm sensing a no... *browses more* Maybe this? *grabs a tie dye something or other*
Fabian: You never know. There are millions of drinks, and they can go by odd and weird names.
Caradoc: Well, you could always ask the barkeep.
Augustus: Would you actually wear that?
Gideon: *looks at it* ...Absolutely not *tosses it back* Let's go to the casual yet groovy section. I like my style
Fabian: I think I will. I'll be right back.
Caradoc: Alright. *waves someone down who can get him another drink*
Augustus: Is there such a section?

Gideon: If there is, I'll find it! *wanders*
augustus: *follows*
Fabian: *goes to talk to the barkeep*
Caradoc: *chats up the waitress when she brings him another firewhisky*
Fabian: *returns with another glass of the orange stuff*
Caradoc: *chatting with the waitress; turns back to fabian when he shows up again* You found out what it was then?
Fabian: *nods, eyeing the waitress* A Carrot Top Cocktail, apparently.
Caradoc: Well, you're all set then, yeah? *smiles and whispers something to the waitress so she goes away*
Fabian: *nods, watches her leave*
Caradoc: *decides to sip this drink instead of guzzling it like the last* So, this is nice...
Fabian: *nods again, sipping his drink* Our favourite hobby.
Caradoc: Indeed.
Fabian: Y'think I should be nice and leave backing for Gideon tomorrow?

Caradoc: No. You're always nice, you should break from the norm every so often.
Fabian: But what if he doesn't eat properly or something..
Caradoc: Then he doesn't eat properly for a few days. It's not as if we'll be gone all that long. Besides, it'll be good for him to be on his own for a change.
Fabian: He just got back - he was on his own..
Caradoc: Allow me to elaborate: On his own at home.
Fabian: Ah. ...okay.
Caradoc: You're going to bake for him anyway, aren't you? Send Molly over if you're so worried about him.
Fabian: Well, I just... I'll leave him something. Nothing big.
Fabian: And sending Molly over would make -her- worry.
Caradoc: Such a good brother.
Fabian: I can't help it. *sips his drink*

++
Who: Caradoc, Gideon, Augustus, Fabian
Where: Somewhere on a mission, Ministry of Magic
When: June04

Augustus: *in the canteen at the ministry reading the daily prophet*
Caradoc: *probably gone with fabian by now; but reading wherever he is*
Gideon: *filling out paperwork*
Gideon: *decides to wander the Ministry*
Augustus: *eavesdropping on two blokes from the department of magical cooperation*
Gideon: *notes an Augustus, walks over and stands next to him quietly*
Augustus: *busy listening and pretending to read*
Gideon: *stands there for a few moments* ...What're you reading?
Augustus: *jumps and almost falls over* What the hell are you doing?
Gideon: *grins* Just saying hi. Why are you reading out in the hallway, 'Gustus?
Augustus: I'm waiting on somebody.
Fabian: *drinking tea, because no matter where he is, he's drinking tea*
Augustus: Why are you terrorizing people in the hallway Gideon Prewett?
Caradoc: *puts his magazine down* What should we be doing?
Gideon: Because I'm bored *grins*
Augustus: Clever way of using your time. *folds his newspaper up* Another busy day?
Fabian: Well, probably.
Fabian: I seem to have mislain my list.
Caradoc: You wrote it down?
Fabian: Sort of.
Gideon: Hardly. Just filling out paperwork. I needed a break from all the inane questions
Caradoc: Is it in backward secret code?
Fabian: Not backwards, per se, but it is in code.
Augustus: Well, we who are not behind stacks of paper welcome you.
Caradoc: Ah-ha. In the meantime, we sit here and read Witch Weekly and sip tea?
Gideon: It is nice to get a breath of fresh air! So what are you up to besides reading?
Fabian: Well...we did finish what we were here to do...
Caradoc: Hm so that's it?
Fabian: Sorry?
Augustus: Loitering. I was on my way to the cafeteria, care to join me?
Gideon: *smiles* Sounds excellent! I am a bit hungry
Caradoc: We just do what we're here to do and ta-dah we're done? I'm new to this, Fabian. Guide me. Teach me, I am here to learn.
Fabian: Well...there's not a whole lot to this sort of mission, you know. We go, we talk, we come back... There wasn't even any crawling through mud and ripped robes or anything.
Caradoc: Ah. Okay then.
: Fabian: Sorry, Caradoc. Not much rope, here.
Caradoc: How disappointing. *goes back to his magazine*
Gideon: *walking to the cafeteria*
Augustus: How is your brother, Mr Prewett?
Fabian: *looking out a window, since I've decided there is one*
Gideon: Fabs? Oh, he's excellent. He's off on a trip right now, getting some fresh air.
Caradoc: *looks at fabs over the top of his witch weekly, which he is reading out of desperation and nothing else* You alright, Fabs?
Augustus: Well, that's nice. He did sort of look like he could use some time off...
Gideon: Indeed. I miss him, though... We aren't often apart, him and I
Augustus: You do seem close. Do you have any other siblings?
Gideon: *nods* A sister. She's a gem, she is *smiles brightly*
Augustus: Are you close with her as well?
Gideon: Oh extremely! Though she's married now and working on a nice big family.
Augustus: Well, that's good.
Fabian: *glances at him* Yes. Should I not?
Gideon: What about you, 'Gustus? Any siblings?
Caradoc: Well, no. I was just wondering.
Augustus: No, I'm an only child.
Gideon: Ah... I'd imagine that would've been lonely
Augustus: It wasn't so bad.
Fabian: Oh, okay.
Gideon: I can't imagine growing up without Fabs and Molly...
Caradoc: You seem a bit preoccupied with the window.
Augustus: Well, its different when you're raised by yourself. I can't imagine what'd be like with siblings.
Gideon: *nods a bit* I suppose that makes sense. Did you ever get lonely?
Fabian: Do I? *turns around* I'm just looking out it.
Augustus: *shrugs* Doesn't everyone?
Caradoc: Right. Sorry. *goes back to his magazine*
Fabian: *watches Caradoc instead*
Caradoc: *reads for a few moments then looks over the top of his magazine at fabian again* Hello.
Fabian: Hey.
Gideon: Not me. There was always someone around when I was growing up
Caradoc: Admiring the view? *pretends to brush invisible hair off his shoulder*
Fabian: *smiles* Of course.
Caradoc: Aw, Fabian. I'm flattered.
Fabian: *nods, sits on the floor*
Caradoc: *whines a little* Fabian I'm bored.
Fabian: You know it's sad when I'm bored too.
Caradoc: Bah you're bored too? I didn't think you got bored. I should've packed some games or something.
Fabian: Of course I get bored, Caradoc. A game would have been nice. Maybe we can make one up?
Caradoc: Make one up? *dreads the thinking that's gonna have to go into that* Any ideas?
Fabian: I don't know... Do we have anything to work with?
Caradoc: *looks around* There's my magazine, some socks, and a stick. *holds up a stick*
Fabian: ...a stick?
Caradoc: *shrugs* It was just sitting here.
Fabian: Odd. Well, I have a tea cup and a saucer, and I'm willing to put in my shoelaces.
Caradoc: Okay. I don't see how any of these things could form to make a game, Fabs. We could ball the socks up and hit them with the magazine and try to get it to lang in your tea cup?
Fabian: *amused sigh* Yeah. Not that great is it.
Caradoc: Maybe it'd be better if we could fit the stick in somehow.
Fabian: Deflect it off of the stick, maybe?
Caradoc: *laughs a bit* That could work.
Fabian: *sets his cup on the table top*
Caradoc: *balls up the socks and rolls the magazine up*
Fabian: *watches*
Caradoc: Want to go first or shall I?
Fabian: Well, you have the magazine and the stick.
Caradoc: I have the socks too.
Fabian: Ah, yes. I think you're definetely first, though.

+++
Who: Caradoc, Fabian, guest appearance from Gideon
Where: Train
When: June 05

Gideon: *eating lasagna, loooonely*
Caradoc: *leaning on fabian; asleep*
Augustus: *at the leaky cauldron since he hasn't been there in a day or two*
Fabian: *dozing; leaned on*
Caradoc: *wakes up a little; slightly disoriented* Where am I?
Fabian: *still dozing a little* Metal tube of death....
Caradoc: ...What?
Fabian: *sighs and opens his eyes* A train...
Caradoc: Ohh, why didn't you just say that? *still leaning on fabs*
Fabian: I -did- say that, Caradoc. You weren't listening.. *a little sleepy; leans his head on Caradoc*
Caradoc: *yawns* Sorry? Did you say something?
Fabian: Funny, funny.
Caradoc: Yes. I am, aren't I?
Fabian: Mhmm.
Caradoc: *randomly* I like trains.

Fabian: Why? *does not like trains*
Caradoc: It reminds me of Hogwarts. And its relaxing.
Fabian: It's a metal tube rocketting down a track. I don't enjoy it.
: Caradoc: You just have to relax, Fabian.
Fabian: *makes a sound eqivillent to 'yeah..right.'
Caradoc: *puts his hand over fabian's eyes* Here, just take a deep breath and relax. And try not to think about being on a metal tube rocketing to your death or whatever you said.
Fabian: *takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly* You know, telling someone to not think of something only makes them think of it more...
Caradoc: Alright, think about it alot.
Fabian: *laughs* Okay..
Caradoc: Just relax and enjoy the rocking and occasiona jarring and clattering noise. It's soothing, see?
Fabian: Um...okay. *just sits there*
Caradoc: *takes his hand away and watches him; narrows his eyes* Stop thinking about that whole hurtling to your death bit. I can tell you are.

Fabian: Am not.
Caradoc: Uh-huh.
Fabian: *stubborn look*
Fabian: I'm not thinking about it.
Caradoc: What are you thinking about then?
Fabian: Er, cheese.
Caradoc: Cheese?
Fabian: Yes. ...cheese.
Caradoc: What kind of cheese?
Fabian: ...Gouda.
Caradoc: That's sad, Fabian.
Fabian: What is?
Caradoc: Thinking about cheese. That's sad. Gouda no less.
Fabian: ...I wasn't actually thinking about cheese...
Caradoc: You were thinking about hurtling to your death, weren't you?
Fabian: ....maybe a little?
Fabian: *as an afterthought* Though, this talk of Gouda makes me want a sandwich.
Caradoc: Well, there's no food on the metal tube of death, Fabs.

Fabian: I thought it wasn't a metal tube of death, Caradoc.
Caradoc: It's not. This is hopeless.
Fabian: I'm getting confused...
Caradoc: But its keeping your mind off of the train, isn't it? Sort of.
Fabian: Yes, mostly. Kind of.
Caradoc: Good.
Caradoc: How much longer until we get off this thing?
Fabian: Not much longer, I'd imagine.
Caradoc: Good.
Caradoc: *stretches*
Caradoc: I'm bored, Fabian.
Fabian: Did we have this conversation before?
Caradoc: Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm not bored.
Fabian: *tugs on Caradoc's ear*
Caradoc: What was that for?
Fabian: For luck, I suppose. Mum does it at the oddest times.
Caradoc: *does the same back to him then*

Caradoc: *rests his head on fabian's shoulder again* Entertain me, Fabs. I have a short attention span.
Fabian: *takes Caradoc's hand* Johnny *taps his pinky* woops *slides down* Johnny *taps the next finger* woops *slides down* Johnny woops, Johnny. Johnny. *repeats again - same pattern, other direction*
Caradoc: *amused* What are you doing now?
Fabian: Entertaining you and your short attention span?
Caradoc: Well, yes, I figured that out. But what are you doing?
Fabian: No idea. *stops* Just making it up.
Caradoc: Oh, I thought it might've been another thing of your mum's.
Fabian: Maybe. I don't know.
: Caradoc: Ah, okay. How's the train anxiety coming along?
Fabian: Virtually nonexistent, thank you.
Caradoc: Brilliant.
Fabian: Hm. I think we're pulling in, Caradoc.
: Caradoc: Finally.
Fabian: Mhm
Caradoc: I feel like we've been trapped in a box.

Fabian: How so?
Caradoc: The train. A box of boredom.
Fabian: Ah. I see. Yes, it does seem like that.
Caradoc: So we should get off the train and go do something.
Fabian: Yes, that would be a good idea. *stands and stretches*
Caradoc: And you got through your train ride without a panic attack or anything, even better.
Fabian: Yes, that I'm grateful for. You don't need to experience me in an anxiety attack.
Caradoc: No, I can't imagine that I do.
Fabian: Mhm. *grabs his back and leaves the compartment*
Caradoc: *follows* What should we do, Fabs?

Fabian: Get a sandwich with gouda in it?
Caradoc: Ew.
Fabian: Sorry. Still hungry.
Caradoc: Fine, let's go find you some food.
Fabian: Yay!
Caradoc: Now we just need to find someplace.
Fabian: Well, there should be somewhere near the station, yes?
Caradoc: Typically, yes.
Fabian: Well, there you are.

hoggiewartsrp @ 2007-09-05T14:37:00

2007-09-05T18:38:27Z

Who: Emma and Evan
What: Looking for a pet in Diagon Alley

Emma: *is in Diagon Alley, glad to be away from her mother for the moment*

Evan: *browsing the streets in Diagon*

Emma: *gets herself some ice cream while muttering to herself about her mother and heads back outside, not really playing attention to much*

Evan: *spots a pretty brunette leaving the ice cream shop*

Emma: *is totally oblivious*

Evan: *goes over to Emmeline* Excuse me? How's the ice cream today?

Emma: *looks up* Um, hey Evan. *wipes ice cream off her chin and looks a little embarrassed* Yes, it's quite good.

Evan: I can never tell when it's too hot or just hot enough to enjoy a scoop. What's the flavour of today? *smiles*

Emma: Personally, I think you can never go wrong with ice cream. Unless of course, it's winter, I suppose. I've got caramel creme today.

Evan: Lovely flavour - I like ice cream in the winter, though - it doesn't melt.

Emma: Fair point. But then I end up cold and where is the fun in that? *smiles*

Evan: Well, no fun by yourself, I'm sure. The cold is only fun when you have something to keep your mind off of it.

Emma: Well, that is true, too. Are you trying to sway me in favour of ice cream in the winter, then?

Evan: I don't see the downside of winter ice cream. It doesn't melt, there's more to share since it's not in high demand, and there's not the temperature shock of drinking something hot instead.

Emma: But I do enjoy a warm drink. Hot chocolate for example, is so nice after being out in the snow. Warms you from head to toe. Now, what is wrong with that?

Evan: Nothing, I'm sure - there are just I just know of other things to keep me warm in the winter.

Emma: *blushes a little* Well, while there are other alternatives to warming up, hot chocolate is still high on my list.

Evan: *leans forward a bit with a smile* As you like, but I still prefer mittens and scarves~

Emma: *still blushing* You're a fan of mittens? *wonders exactly why that seems so shocking to her*

Evan: On strings even~ Wouldn't want to lose one.

Emma: I'm impressed.

Evan: That I prefer not to lose the benefits of having hands?

Emma: *laughing* No, that's you'd admit to wearing mittens with strings.

Evan: Well, if you wait for winter, you can see them for yourself. :]

Emma: I guess I'll have to then.

Evan: Excellent.

Emma: So what are you up to today, besides our discussion of winter wear?

Evan: Ah, just visiting the Diagon, though I idly spend my time here often enough to perhaps take a temporary residence.

Evan: And you? Aside from ice cream?

Emma: Escaping, really.

Emma: *eats the ice cream that's melting on her hand*

Evan: From what? *pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket; moves closer to wipe the melting ice cream from her hand*

Emma: *blushing a little again* My mum, actually. *is a little embarrassed about the hand wiping* Thanks.

Evan: Think nothing of it. *smiles; folds the kerchief and puts it back in his pocket* Is she trying to set you up with someone?

Emma: *laughs* I wish. That would be easier to handle. No, rather she doesn't want me to go back to school.

Evan: Really! And why not?

Emma: *sighs* With everything that's going on, she doesn't think it's safe. And I feel bad because of my dad being missing and my aunt and everything... *so doesn't realize she's rambling* It's just hard on her and then she makes it harder on me. And I feel like I'm being the bad one by the end of the day...

Evan: Love, you need an education, and what's happening can't be prevented by remaining ignorant, now can it? Your mother's a grown woman. I'm sure she'll get over it.

Emma: I know that and I'm going back, no matter what she says. I just wish she'd get off my back about all this. You don't know my mum. She's like a dragon, protecting her egg or something. It's ridiculous!

Evan: Ah, but mothers can't help themselves. They're naturally fierce. Sometimes the kit need to...snarl back a little. Show they're capable and whatnot.

Emma: *laughing* I don't know if I have a snarl in me.

Evan: Well, if you don't know, how's the mum dragon going to know?

Emma: *shrug* Suppose it wouldn't hurt to try...

Evan: There you are. Now! What shall we do? I'm imposing my company on you, since I have nothing to do, and I'd love to spend the afternoon with a pretty girl.

Emma: *blushing again* Umm... I don't know really. I've got most of my school things... *thinks and then muses aloud* I've been saving up to get something special for the new year since I don't have an owl any more...

Evan: Ah, a new pet, then. Perhaps another owl?

Emma: *a little hesitant* Maybe...

Emma: *makes a face* No! I'll know it when I see it. But my mum would just let an owl loose before I got back to school. She believes that ... never mind. It doesn't really matter how crazy my mum has gotten... *smiles* Let's go pet shopping.

Evan: *decides to let this one lie* Of course. Perhaps a cat? Wonderful companions, even if they are finicky.

Emma: Oh! Good idea. Though, I am a little finicky myself. *said with a laugh*

Evan: *smiles* Then perhaps you'll get along nicely, Miss Emmeline~

Emma: I think so. *smiles and holds out her hand (the clean one) after tossing the remains of her ice cream in a bin nearby* Let's get going.

Evan: *takes her hand and tucks it around one of his arms* Of course~ *sets off*

*at Magical Menagerie (cause that's where all the best crazy cats are found... and kittens too *wink*)*

Emma: *peeking in the window* Not too crowded. Hope there are some good ones left.

Evan: I'm sure there will be plenty to choose from

Emma: Hope so. *holds the door for him 'cause she's polite like that lol* After you, Evan.

Evan: Why thank you. *bows a little and goes inside*

*lots of animal noises inside the shop that make Emma look like she's in heaven*

Emma: You weren't kidding about choices.

Evan: Let's start at one end and move until something catches your eye.

Emma: Sounds like a good plan. *entranced by cats* They're so cute. *careful inspects the purring ones*

Evan: *eyes a white persian* Hello, pretty. *offers a hand to sniff*

Emma: *is momentarily oblivous to Evan as a black cat nudged her outstreched hand* Hey there, little one. *cat doesn't seem to like being called little one and walks off* Huh...

Evan: How about this one? *points to the persian*

Emma: *turning* Hmm? Oh, that's a pretty one. *holds out her hand to be sniffed*

Evan: She's a lovely one. Nice eyes. Intelligent.

Emma: Stately. *scratches her behind the ears*

Evan: A fine addition to the family?

Emma: I think so... *suddenly gets headbutted by a little tabby-colored ball of fluffy (really just felt like someone threw a balled up pair of socks at her ankle)*

Evan: ....

Emma: What's this? *crouches down* It's so tiny!

Evan: I wouldn't advise touching it if you can't reconize it.

Emma: Evan... *rolls her eyes* I'm fairly certain it's a cat. A very small cat. *It purrs softly*

Evan: Are you sure?

Emma: It's purring. I'm sure. *picks it up and it purrs louder and fits in the palm of her hand. The persian sniffs at it*

Evan: *stares at it like he's not quite sure what to do with it.* A lot of things purr, Emmeline.

*the ball o' fluff straightens a little and starts to look less ball like and more kitten like*

Emma: Poor thing! It was probably the runt of the litter. *pets it*

Evan: Perhaps a stronger kitten, then?

Emma: *totally entranced by fluffy* I bet everyone says that, Evan.

Evan: ..I take it you want this...animal, then?

Emma: *look up at him* Aww, come on. She's cute! *purring starts again* See?

Evan: Yes, I suppose she is.

Emma: *so pleased* What do you think, little one? Want to come wiht me? *purrs louder*

Evan: *observing*

Emma: *lifts her hand to face level. Kitten lifts head and looks at her with BIG eyes* Aww. *kitten licks her nose* She's perfect. *Persian walks away in a snit over not getting picked*

Evan: *bids the persian good bye* To the cash, then?

Emma: Definitely. *turns away from kitten* Thank you for coming with me, Evan.

Evan: Think nothing of it. It was...interesting.

Emma: *pays for the kitten and some kitten supplies. (Shop worker confirms it's a girl) and then she heads outside* She needs a name.

Evan: Alta, Thumbelina, Flora of the Small~

Emma: *laughing* Come on, Evan. Give her a small name and she'll stay small.

Evan: Little John wasn't little.

Emma: I have a feeling that's where the little came from.

Evan: Sorry?

Emma: I think he was called Little John because he wasn't little. You know, like a joke.

Evan: Perhaps he started out small and grew tall in defiance?

Emma: Maybe... still, I think she needs a stronger name. Thumbelina didn't get any bigger, now did she? *totally teasing btw*

Evan: *always teases* Ah, but that was her destiny preventing her, not her name.

Emma: True. Do you always have to prove me wrong?

Evan: Am I? Oh, forgive me. How rude of me.

Emma: *rolls her eyes* Come on. We've got my kitten and a name will come to one of us, I'm sure. What should we do next, besides stand here and tease each other.

Evan: Teasing is one of my pasttimes, though! Perhaps the kit needs something to eat?

Emma: Once again, you're the man with the brillant ideas. Let's find somewhere where we can find her something.

Evan: There's a bunch of cafes that way. *steers them in the right direction*

Emma: *lets him lead and holds kitten close* I'd name her after my aunt, but it seems silly to call her Kitty, don't you think?

Evan: A bit redundant, I must admit.

Emma: Hmm... Well, what about Isabella? *inclines her head thoughtfully*

Evan: *murmurs* Un chat laid a appele beau?

Emma: *looks up* Hmm? No good?

Evan: *smiles* No, no... Isabella is a wonderful name.

Emma: *smiles* Do you think it fits her though? Or should I think of something else?

Evan: What matters, love, is that you think it appropriate.

Emma: *ponders for a moment* Maybe Izzie until she grows into Isabella? I think she can handle it. *lifts kitten and sort of displays it to Evan* Don't you? *Emma and kitten give him doe eyes*

Evan: *immune!* If you believe it's best, dear Emmeline.

Emma: I think so. *Izzie purrs* And so does she. *grins* Now that that's all settled, let pick a place to eat. Your choice.

Evan: Hm. Well, I'm not overly choosy. There's a place that has excellent Italian sodas, just over there.

Emma: Sounds perfect.

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Chats from May 16th ... Wow, two of them.

2007-07-16T03:09:07Z

Who: Remus, Sirius, Lily, Benjy, Caradoc, Gideon, Fabian, Regulus, Augustus, Bellatrix, Lucius
What: Sirius and Lily chat in the library, Regulus and Benjy discuss Dorcas's crazy, Lucius shops and Augustus 'works', Caradoc finds a Fabian on his lawn, and Gideon is in Wales.
When: May 16th (early morning [just after midnight])

Gideon: *off in Wales*

Caradoc: *at his flat, reading a book*

Remus: *in the common room poking the fire*

Lily: *in the library studying*

Sirius: *in the library*

Benjy: *in a hallway, for now*

Lucius: *in knockturn alley*

Bella: *decidedly out and about for the first time*

Remus: *pokepoke*

Regulus: *wandering around aimlessly*

Augustus: *actually working*

Lily: *sighs and gets up to find a new book*

Sirius: *browsing the charms section

Remus: *pokepoke...poke... bored*

Lily: *notes a Sirius, supposes she should say hi* Hello Sirius

Bella: *wandering Diagon Alley with a wicked little smile on her face*

Sirius: *pulls a book off of the shelf* Why hello Lillian. How are we today?

Lily: Swamped... I hadn't realized I'd been slacking so very much in my studying *makes a face* Speaking of which... are you actually studying?

Sirius: Me? No - I'm looking for something to spice up my life.

Remus: *lays on the floor and stares at the ceiling for awhile*

Caradoc: *readreadread*

Lily: That being? Or should I not ask so as to be able to plead ignorance later...?

Regulus: *wandering still*

Augustus: *poking and prodding things at work*

Benjy: *stops in a hallway to look out a window*

Sirius: I don't know... It's been boring around here, and it seems that all anyone can do is talk about it.. So I'm going to try and fix that.

Lucius: *shopping for illegal potion ingredients*

Lily: As long as you don't burn the castle down, that sounds good to me. It has been rather dull lately

Sirius: I tried setting a corridor on fire, once, but stones don't light well.

Lily: You have no idea how comforting that is

Sirius: Though, if I really wanted to light it all up, I suppose the tapestries would be a better place to start.

Lily: Don't make me nervous... I'm already not sleeping as it is

Sirius: Oh? What's troubling you, Lillian?

Regulus: *spots benjy* Oi, you. Did you get rid of that annoying girl the other day?

Lily: *shakes her head* Nothing important, really. Just schoolwork and such *shrugs*

Sirius: If it's keeping you awake, that's something, Lily.

Benjy: Eventually. She's rather persistent.

Regulus: She followed me around for ages.

Lily: It's really nothing to worry about... It's just been the last couple of evenings. I have that massive Transfiguration essay to finish I

Sirius: Oh yeah, that thing. Almost forgot about that. ...meh.

Benjy: D'you know why? She wouldn't give me a straight answer.

Regulus: No. She was rambling on about being from the moon though.

Benjy: From the moon?

Remus: *gets stepped on by a first year and decides its time to get off the floor*

Regulus: That's what she said.

Lily: Meh, indeed. It's far too much, really

Benjy: She said she wasn't mad, but...

Regulus: Well she would, wouldn't she?

Benjy: That is true. The mad can't admit that they're mad.

Bella: *decides to head to Knockturn because... why not?*

Regulus: You should watch yourself around her.

Benjy: Because she seems a bit batty?

Regulus: *nod* She'll follow you about next.

Benjy: Um, I'd rather that didn't happen...

Regulus: Best keep on your guard then.

Benjy: I suppose.

Lily: So what plan have you come up with?

Sirius: Well, it's the end of the year. The profs save all their best stuff for the last.

Sirius: None. It's rather depressing.

Caradoc: *gives up on his book and goes outside to get some fresh air*

Lily: That is very true. And I can't believe you have nothing! I think you lot haven't been hanging out enough lately *hinthint*

Sirius: Well, I suppose we've been seperated a bit lately. Haven't seen Jamsie in a while. *oblivious*

Fabian: *sitting on the lawn outside Caradoc's flat*

Lily: He has been suspiciously quiet as of late. I've seen Peter more than James lately.

Sirius: Yes, isn't that weird and awkard for you, and entirely not appealing at all?

Lily: I will definitely agree with the awkward. He made me this... thing the other day. I think it was a prune pastry *makes a face* I hadn't the heart to tell him I didn't like it...

Sirius: ...Lily. I'm going to be honest with you. Promice not to call me an idiot until you've heard me through?

Lily: ....Against my better judgement, I promise.

Caradoc: *stretches and notices fabian; smiles faintly* Hey, are you following me? Because that's not on, you know.

Sirius: Excellent. Now, Peter's trying to win your affections and he thinks he's got a pretty good shot. You're only encouraging him by 'not having the heart'. Which is not on.

Fabian: Well...I was going to visit, but then I thought I might try something spontanious...and I haven't come up with anything. So here I am, still.

Fabian: Sorry.

Lily: *frowns* Well what am I suppose to say? "This pastry tastes like it's recently died"?

Caradoc: *laughs* How long have you been there?

Regulus: *nods a little; keeps walking*

Sirius: That's something I'd say. Maybe - I appreciate the pastry, but it's not to my taste?

Lily: *a little freaked out that she was temporarily thinking like Sirius* I suppose... But people aren't really that nice to Peter. I just... feel bad

Sirius: Yeah, but y' don't have to lead him on.

Fabian: Um... *looks at his watch* Oh dear. A while.

Caradoc: Come on upstairs. I'll fix some tea.

Lily: I'm not trying to...

Sirius: I know, Lillian. I'm just saying.

Fabian: *stands and brushes off his pants* Okay.

Lily: *sighs* I suppose you're right. I'll just have to figure out how to do so

Caradoc: *goes back inside and leaves his door open a little for fabian; starts making tea*

Fabian: *goes up and into the flat; closes the door behind him*

Remus: *goes up to the dormitory to study but just ends up falling asleep on james's bed because, for some reason, that's where the books were*

Sirius: I'm sure you'll come up with something. You're a smart girl.

Caradoc: It was a nice try, Fabs. But you should've just come up after a little while. You might've been there for hours.

Benjy: *walking off somewhere*

Fabian: I didn't notice, really... But I would have, eventually.

Lily: *smiles* Right. Besides, Peter needs to find someone else

Caradoc: I'm sure you would have. Or you would have had the police called on you for loitering. *hands him his tea*

Fabian: Ah, that happens around here? *takes it* Thank you.

Caradoc: Are you kidding me? There's this old bat down a ways who lives to call the police on people.

Fabian: Oh dear. That's a good thing to know. No more loitering on the lawn.

Sirius: Does he now? *sly wink*

Lily: *gives him a look* Haha. I'm far too busy for boys right now.

Caradoc: I probably found you just in time.

Fabian: Thank you, then, from sparing me another visit with the police.

Caradoc: You are most welcome.

Sirius: *smiles* I believe that, actually. *sly look again* But if you weren't?

Who: Lily, Remus, Regulus, Bellatrix, Caradoc, Sirius, Lucius, Benjy, Andromeda, Lily, Peter
What: Lucius and Bella meet up in Diagon Alley, Lily and Andromeda chat, Peter and Remus observe Sirius' unique meditation positions, Caradoc wanders aimlessly, and Benjy makes a cameo
When: May 16th (evening)

Lily: *out near the lake*

Remus: *outside in the courtyard*

Regulus: *loitering near the forest*

Bella: *shopping... again*

Caradoc: *at the bookstore in diagon alley*

Sirius: *standing on one leg in the courtyard*

Lucius: *getting icecream*

Benjy: *in the great hall*

Remus: Why are you standing like that...?

Bella: *spots Lucius and decides to be civil, wanders over* Hello Lucius

Sirius: I'm breaking all my habits. Usually I sit when I meditate. Today I am making up my own positions. I call this The Flamingo.

Lucuis: Bellatrix, hello. How are you?

Bella: I'm well. And you?

Remus: *tries not to snicker* Oh, okay.

Andromeda: *Back from Ted's, sitting outside thinking to herself, not really paying attention to her surroundings*

Lily: *notes Andromeda, goes to say hi* Hello Andromeda... *sits next to her*

Caradoc: *shopping for books and humming to himself*

Andromeda: *surprised but happily so that she has company* Oh! Hello there. *Trying to be friendly and normal since the days previous have been so draining*

Lucius: In good spirits, thank you for asking

Lily: *smiles* How have you been?

Bella: *nods* You seem to be enjoying the weather. Good ice cream?

Andromeda: *shakes her head wearily* Oh, it's been a long week.

Lily: I can imagine... I heard some rumors going about

Andromeda: Yeah. *Chokes a little* Ted's parents are . . . *can't finish, purses her lips so she doesn't get too emotional.*

Lucius: Quite. I don't usually indulge, but I'm afraid temptation is a bit much today.

Regulus: *exploring the edge of the forest*

Lily: Oh Andromeda... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have brought it up...

Sirius: *sticks his arms out*

Bella: *small smile* I see. Speaking of which, have you written my darling baby sister, lately? I haven't heard much from her these past few months

Remus: *watching*

Andromeda: No-- no, it's fine. A lot of people don't know, and that's probably for the best. I'm sure you've noticed; Muggle and Muggleborn deaths aren't as well-broadcast in the papers. *Blinks rapidly.*

Caradoc: *buys a bunch of books and heads out toward the apothecary*

Lucius: I have, actually. At last inquiry, she seemed to be plagued by schoolwork, but otherwise fine.

Lily: *shakes her head* Unfortunately not... *bites her lip, then gives Andromeda a quick hug* If you need anyone to cry to, I'm around *smiles*

Sirius: *brings one knee up to his chest and moves his arms so it looks like he was frozen while running*

Bella: Excellent. I am looking forward to seeing her again. I do miss the family sometimes.

Remus: What's that one called?

Caradoc: *humhum; shopshop*

Sirius: I like to think of it as 'Second Place'

Andromeda: *Smiles at the niceness of this, but also breaks loose with the tears at the sympathy and gets some wetness on Lily's shoulder* Thanks so much . . .

Remus: Why not first?

Lily: Of course! You've always been so nice to me... just returning the favor *smiles and rubs her back*

Andromeda: I do try . . . I'm afraid being Slytherin it's not always so natural, and my upbringing certainly didn't help, but I'm glad you think so. It is so nice of you/

Sirius: Because if you're in first place, everything is fast and shiny. Second place is where it feels like everything's frozen in place.

Remus: Ah... okay...

Peter: *walks outside*

Lily: *smiles* Well someone that can go above their upbringing is certainly a strong person

Caradoc: *wanders around the apothecary*

Regulus: *still wandering along the forest*

Andromeda: *Ponders a moemnt* I nebver thought of that. If it came naturally, it wouldn't be anything special, then, would it? *almost laughs*

Lily: *smiles* Of course it is! Planned or not, it's quite an achievement

Lucius: I could see how, considering how lively your family is.

Andromeda: *Smiles softly back.* Have things been alright for you?

Bella: *rolls her eyes a bit* If you're making any reference to my cousin, please don't.

Lily: Fair enough. I've just been studying, studying, studying. Typlical Lily *laughs*

Andromeda: Well, it does well for you. Anything interesting in the romantic department? *Smirks and eyes light.*

Lucius: I wouldn't imagine it. I just meant in comparison to my family household.

Sirius: *crumples to the ground*

Lily: *flushes a bit* Not particularly...

Remus: Are you okay?

Caradoc: *debates going to the leaky cauldron*

Sirius: "The Woe Begotten Parchment Piece"

Bella: I see. The Malfoys aren't a lively sort?

Lucius: *smiles* Considering I'm one of two? No, not especially.

Peter: *walks into the courtyard at this, confusedly looks at Remus* Wha--?

Andromeda: Particularly? I saw that blush . . . come on! Even crushes and little conversations with them count as something!

Bella: *smiles* Of course. I suppose it's a good thing you're courting my sister, then. What would the world be without the Malfoy family?

Remus: ... *trying really hard not to laugh* Sirius is meditating, Peter. Hello, by the way.

Lily: *flushes more* Well... *shakes her head* No... it's silly...

Andromeda: Oh, come on! Cheer me up with a little giddy romance story!

Regulus: *trips on a tree branch and falls over*

Lily: Well... I think I might have a bit of a crush on... James Potter...

Regulus: *hops up and makes sure nobody saw; continues walking*

Andromeda: *Eyebrows go up* Ooh! He certainly is cute-- and I don't see why he wouldn't go for a certain adorable redhead. *Grins.* Have you tested the waters? Is there, you know, something maybe being fed back from the other side?

Lily: *blushes* I don't know! I mean... he's so arrogant and rude sometimes. But... I don't know. And sometimes I think he likes me, but then sometimes... *shrugs*

Andromeda: *Purses her lips* I don't know about those arrogant types all the time; Ted is a fluffy bunny when it comes to boys. But maybe it's all the better when you get just the littlest bit out of someone so confident he coudl have everyone?

Lily: Do you think? I don't know... I think that's part of what gives me pause. Why would James Potter go for me?

Caradoc: *decides to forego the alcohol and continues walking*

Andromeda: I think a better question would be why wouldn't he? You're lovely-- your hair, your eyes-- and you've got quite a good head on your shoulders. Maybe-- hmm . . . maybe he's intimidated by you!

Lily: You're too nice, Andromeda *blushes, then blinks* Do you think he might be? I can be rather stern with him at times...

Lucius: A touch lighter, a touch brighter, evenings long and pockets tighter... Depends on your opinion, I believe.

Andromeda: Boys have terribly fragile egos. Particularly the ones with bigs ones; it's like a balloon blown up too big, it pops vrey easily.

Bella: *quirks an eyebrow* Did you come up with that all on your own? But I suppose it is. As long as you treat my darling sister well

Lily: I suppose... Maybe I should try being less... antagonistic?

Andromeda: Well, I can't tell you to change. That can't ever be good.

Andromeda: But putting on a nice face can't hurt.

Lily: *nods a bit* True... *blushes* Oh dear, I can't believe I'm even talking about him like this!

Lucius: I wouldn't want nor dare otherwise, Ms Bellatrix.

Bella: Excellent. Well, I should be getting my shopping done. Care to escort your future sister-in-law on her errands?

Peter: Okay . . . um . . . *stands there awkwardly*

Andromeda: Well, why not? There's no sense in denying your feelings.

Lily: I don't know. I'm not good with feelings... More of a book smarts kind of girl *smiles*

Lucius: I'd be honoured to. I suspect I will be carrying anything you might come to purchase?

Remus: What are you up to, Peter?

Bella: *smirks a bit* You're a such a gentleman, Lucius. Shall we?

Peter: Watching a madman, apparently.

Andromeda: The unfortunate thing about feeligns is they're so irrational!

Remus: I think that's how he relaxes...

Remus: Unless you're referring to me, in which case I'm offended.

Sirius: *sticks his arms and legs into the air while lying on his back* "Possum" Or "Skywalker"

Lily: *smiles and laughs* Excellent... this should be fun, then...

Lucius: I try. After you.

Bella: *heads off towards the apothecary* It's good to know there are still some gentleman out there

Andromeda: Oh, it is, once you let go and realize you don't control it any longer.

Remus: *can't stand it anymore and snickers a little; hides his face in his previously unmentioned book*

Lily: *smiles* Unfortunately, I'm not very good at letting go of control...

Andromeda: Not much I can help you with, there, unfortunately/

Lily: *laughs* It's ok... It's something I need to work on, anyways

Andromeda: The irony of working to actively work on something less!

Lily: *laughs a bit* Indeed! But I suppose if it's meant to be, it will all work out in the end, right?

hoggiewartsrp @ 2007-07-15T00:19:00

2007-07-15T04:25:42Z

Who: Remus, Regulus, Caradoc, Peter, Sirius, Fabian, Dorcas, Emmeline, Regulus, Benjy
What: Peter conjures more food much to Remus's dismay, Sirius and Remus discuss Peter's growing obsession with Lily, Fabian and Caradoc discuss Gideon and a variety of other topics, and there's more Dorcas-stalking-Regulus and I think Benjy was there too. (Hey, I just edit them, I don't read ALL of the logs, I'd be here forever.)
When: May 14th

Remus: *in the great hall reading a library book*

Regulus: *at the slytherin table chatting with a random slytherin*

Peter: *continuing work on his pastries, this time trying to make tiramisu out of a chocolate-chip cookie.*

Remus: Don't you have any homework to do, Peter? You're constantly working on those pastries.

Peter: The way I see it, this may be a better investment. Have you seen my grades?

Sirius: *drawing at the Gryffindor table*

Benjy: *walking in the hall*

Remus: Well, if you tried a little more...

Fabian: *sleeping on the floor of the flat*

Caradoc: *decides to check in on fabian after the previous day's psychotic gideon fiasco; starts to knock on the door, but remembers his key and lets himself in*

Peter: It doesn't help. When I try with this, it does.

Remus: Making a crumpet isn't going to help you pass history. Transfiguration, perhaps.

Caradoc: *almost steps on fabian, hops to the side to avoid him and sits down on the floor next to him and staaaaares*

Peter: Yes, but getting an O in History doesn't get you money until later. This could get me it now. PLus-- what does an O in HIstory do for anyone, anyway?

Sirius: Bragging rights?

Fabian: Mmm... *rolls over*

Peter: Hah. Lame thing to brag about.

Remus: *frowns* Being knowledgable of the past is hardly lame. It's good to know where one comes from.

Caradoc: *pokes*

Fabian: *mutters and moves over*

Sirius: What he said.

Peter: My mum. I knew that without looking in that old, ratty book. *Sticks out his tongue slightly*

Sirius: No wonder you're failing. That's not a test answer.

Remus: *rolls his eyes* Go ahead and make your pastries then. You're sure to win the girls with that. *goes back to his book*

Caradoc: *whispers in fabian's ear* Fabian... Time to wake up...

Peter: Oh, that thing you suggested for Lily didn't work, or she didn;t like it, or something.

Remus: *reading* Imagine that.

Fabian: Hmm, a few minutes, love.. *snuggles against the floor*

Caradoc: ........ *louder* Wake UP, Fabian!

Fabian: *startled* Eh, whatsit? *has his wand out*

Peter: *quirks head to side* I thought you siad that's what she liked? Shoudl I try chocolate?

Sirius: Lillian hates chocolate.

Caradoc: Whoa, calm down Fabs.

Remus: You should try leaving Lily alone.

Peter: Really? Good that you warned me then. ANd maybe I messed up, but she apparently doesn't relaly like prune turnovers, either.

Sirius: Really, 'cause she used to eat them all the time when we went dancing.

Peter: *frowns at both of them.*

Fabian: *blinks at him* Er, sorry about that. *puts his wand away*

Caradoc: No harm done. Why are you sleeping on the floor?

Remus: Something wrong?

Peter: I get the feelign I'm being teased.

Sirius: Why would you feel like that, Pete?

Fabian: *stretches* Mm. Never made it to the bed, I suppose.

Peter: I guess not then. *Frowns.* Wnat me to make you something?

Sirius: What can you make, now?

Caradoc: *puts a hand on fabian's shoulder* This is too reminiscent of me, Fabs.

Fabian: I'm...sorry?

Caradoc: You passed out on the floor, that's my gig Fabs.

Remus: *mumbles something about encouraging him; reads*

Fabian: I didn't...pass out...

Peter: Give me a suggestion and I'll tell you how hard it'd be. I;ll try it just hte same, but if it's a wedding cake you want, there;s no guarentee yet. But I'm getting so much better!

Caradoc: You just curled up on the floor then?

Fabian: Myself and cat, actually.

Caradoc: Okay.

Fabian: Mhm. So, what brings you by?

Sirius: Fried Icecream with gelantious globs.

Caradoc: Just visiting. Can't I visit?

Peter: Ooh. Challenge. Lemme start with a cup of milk. *Pours himself one, concentrates for a moment, waves his wand over it. It turns into not very well shaped, but decent fried ice cream*

Fabian: Of course you can visit. I was just wondering.

Caradoc: Okay, well, here I am.

Fabian: So I see. Can I get you anything?

Sirius: *watching*

Caradoc: Nah, I'm good. Did you have a good sleep, anyway?

Remus: *also watching*

Fabian: Yeah, actually. Much better than the office.

Caradoc: Were you dreaming or something? You were talking in your sleep.

Peter: What can I use for the *gobs*?

Sirius: -Gelantious- globs, thank you.

Peter: Well-- what would a good base be? More milk? This jelly?

Caradoc: Ahh. I see. Well, you were talking about how attractive you think ducks are... It was odd.

Fabian: *frowns* Really? I don't remember anything about ducks...do you mean birds, perhaps?

Sirius: I unno. You're the pro at this.

Caradoc: No, why? Were you dreaming about birds, Fabian?

Fabian: *stands and stretches again* Well...I might have been. Who knows.

Caradoc: Are you alright? After yesterday, I mean. You seemed a bit tetchy.

Fabian: Yes, I'm fine. I guess I'm just not used to being on the recieving end of someone worrying like that.

Caradoc: Well, you don't give people much opportunity. What about Malfoy? He didn't try anything, did he?

Fabian: He wanted tea. And to know about my night. That's all.

Caradoc: He has a lot of nerve.

Fabian: I hope I crushed some.

Caradoc: You have a lot more restraint than I do, Fabs. I would've killed him, if it'd been me.

Fabian: It wouldn't have screwed me over in the long run if I'd killed him.

Caradoc: I suppose so.

Fabian: Though, if I ever dream about it, I might off him one day. *sighs*

Peter: *Ponders, uses the jelly* Does . .. does this work? *Hands the creation to him*

Caradoc: Well, it's good you didn't because you're too good've a person. Plus if you did, you'd be in Azkaban and I'd be stuck with Gideon all the time.

Fabian: And Betsy, of course. Mustn't forget you'd have to deal with her too.

Sirius: *examines it* Looks fine to me.

Caradoc: Ah, yes. Betsy. She's a jealous little slag, you know.

Peter: Try it, then! *Waits with baited breath&

Sirius: *pokes it* But it's got gelatin globs on it...

Fabian: Oh? Did you two fight?

Caradoc: It was just a look she was giving me.

Fabian: Did you get too close to Gid, because that might be the reason.

Caradoc: I didn't think so, but she's probably just looking for things to be pissy about.

Peter: *makes pouty face* Please? Just try?

Remus: Yeah, Sirius. Just try it. He made it for you.

Sirius: *licks it*

Fabian: Perhaps. But I would be too, if I were a broom.

Sirius: *shrugs*

Caradoc: What? Jealous or pissy? Stupid broom. I'm gonna snap her in half one day.

Fabian: Oh, please don't. Gid'll be raging and heartbroken.

Caradoc: Bah, fine.

Fabian: And pissy, probably, since I'd only be good for riding, and that's bound to make a person a tad touchy.

Caradoc: Gideon is always touchy. He needs some tough love. His life would be better without the little wooden leech.

Peter: *concerned* Good? Tolerable? Oh, Merlin, I hope I'm not losing my skills!

Remus: Well, it is a step away from pastry, isn't it?

Sirius: ....pete. It's a bowl of fried icecream with 'gelatin' cubes. I don't think I'm capable of appreciating it.

Fabian: He's not -always- touchy...

Peter: *Frowns.*

Caradoc: Alright, alright. Not always. But he has his moments.

Remus: Maybe you should just stick with creme puffs, Pete.

Peter: Ooh, just gave me an idea. How about a cremesicle?

Sirius: Peter. Why the food?

Fabian: Yes, that's true...

Caradoc: Don't get me wrong though, I love the guy.

Peter: Everyone loves food. What else would I make?

Peter: Is it because it's sweet? Would you prefer a steak?

Sirius: I like food, Peter, but I get it at mealtimes or from kitchen elves. Thanks anyway.

Fabian: Yes, but at times he's a little touchy. I know.

Caradoc: *scoots over to lean against the wall* Exactly.

Peter: *offended to the depths of his soul* But this is cool food! This is conjured food!

Remus: It's mutated food, Peter.

Sirius: Food made of magic and other things.

Caradoc: I'm glad you're alright.

Peter: But . . . but . . . it's something I'm good at!

*Cue bitterness which will bottle and turn him evil*

Fabian: *confused smile* For yesterday?

Sirius: Yes...but there are other things, too...

Peter: The map? *Sighs* I haven't done much of it lately. Should I . . . ?

Caradoc: *shrugs* For... always?

Remus: Pretty soon it won't be any good for us to be making a map of the school as we won't be here.

Fabian: Um, okay.

Sirius: Won't know when things are coming or going...'cause we've come and gone... *fake weep*

Peter: I don't even want to think about that!

Caradoc: *nods a little* Okay.

Peter: *Starts shifting around to leave since this conversation has not made him comfortable*

Remus: That could be something to work on then, Peter.

Peter: Fine, I'll go *study* now or soemthing useful, since we're all so grown-up now.

Fabian: *goes to make tea* While I'm not a big fan of Gideon leaving for a week, at least he'll get out and about like he's been itching to.

Caradoc: Yeah, but it's like he's looking for trouble...

Fabian: ...what do you mean?

Caradoc: Um... nevermind.

Fabian: No, Caradoc - what do you mean?

Caradoc: No, because you'll just get worried and then you'll freak out about him being gone for a week instead.

Fabian: I'm worried now, because you won't tell me.

Caradoc: It's just that he's been too eager for some action, Fabs. I just think that makes him susceptible to doing something stupid.

Fabian: Oh....okay. ...

Sirius: Y'think that anything we say to him gets through anymore?

Remus: No, I really don't.

Sirius: We've maraudered him to the point of no return...

Caradoc: That doesn't mean he will, so don't get all worked up.

Remus: You think that's the case? I was thinking he's just thick.

Sirius: Or that. It's difficult to tell, sometimes.

Fabian: I'm not getting worked up. *brings a tray of tea and sits back on the floor*

Caradoc: I'm not saying you are right this second. But a week can be a long time.

Remus: Most of the time. I can't believe he's still going after Lily. James is going to kill him.

Sirius: I can't believe that James doesn't know. Or Lillian.

Fabian: Well...when I inevitably get 'worked up' feel free to tell me then.

Remus: Lily thinks she's being nice and James hasn't whisked in at the right time yet, I guess.

Caradoc: *smiles* Was there a touch of snark there, Fabian?

Fabian: *sips his tea* ...no...

Caradoc: Aw, shame.

Sirius: Lillian thinks it's nice? Oy... No wonder James is having it rough.

Remus: I don't think she necessarily thinks it happening his nice... But she doesn't want to hurt his feelings.

Sirius: Geez. It happens all the time and he's fine.

Fabian: *laughs* Would you have preferred there to be?

Remus: Yes, but it's gotten this far and he thinks he has a chance of stealing her from James.

Caradoc: *shrugs* Maybe.

Regulus: *in the entrance hall, having just left the great hall*

lovexmischa Emmeline: *In the GH reading and snacking*

Sirius: *scribbles on his parchment piece; laughs* Oh god. James is gonna kill him -twice-.

Dorcas: *pacing about in a corridor*

Benjy: *walking around in the halls, by the way*

Fabian: *smiles* I'll remember that.

remus: I suppose when the time comes, it might be entertaining. Or, more likely, he'll see it as James being jealous.

Caradoc: Good. You need more snark in your life, Fabs.

Sirius: Oh of course. James. Jealous of Peter.

Remus: Sirius, this is Peter we're talking about. He has a different view of things sometimes.

Remus: Most of the time.

Sirius: A lot of the time.

Regulus: *wanders down a corridor and spots Dorcas and turns and heads the other way*

Fabian: Snark, eh. Well, I think I know that well enough to add some more of it here and there.

Dorcas: *sees Regulus; follows him* Hallo Mr. Sunshine!

Caradoc: Good, I look forward to it.

Regulus: Would you stop calling me that?

Remus: Exactly.

Dorcas: Why?

Benjy: *enters the g.hall*

Regulus: Because it isn't my name.

Dorcas: But I like to call you it, it's a sort of nickname.

Fabian: *nods* Tea?

Regulus: I don't like nicknames.

Caradoc: Hm, sure. Thanks.

Dorcas: Why not? I think it suits you.

Regulus: My name suits me more.

Dorcas: I'm still going to call you it because I like it.

Regulus: I don't have to respond.

Dorcas: That's perfectly fine with me. I'm sure you will eventually.

Regulus: Why would you think that?

Benjy: *grabs a bun and leaves for the halls again*

Remus: *randomly brushes a piece of lint off of sirius' shoulder*

Dorcas: Because I have a feeling you will...*smiles*

Caradoc: Have you ever done anything out of character for you, Fabian? Aside from the binge drinking and the subsequent passing out on the floor. I'm just curious because I was thinking about it and I can't think of anything.

Regulus: *rolls his eyes* Oh please.

Fabian: *slides him tea* Out of character? In what context?

Sirius: Remus?

Caradoc: Any at all. Ever do anything spontaneous that afterwards you just couldn't believe you'd done? *takes his tea* Thanks.

Remus: Yes?

Dorcas: Be honest, Mr. Sunshine is a perfect nickname! One day, you'll come to love hearing me call you it!

Sirius: *shows him his badly drawn picture* Does this look like anything to you?

Regulus: ...What planet are you from?

Remus: Yes...? *tries not to stress the question mark*

Dorcas: What a silly question...*dead serious* Don't you know I'm from the moon? *giggles*

Regulus: ... *starts walking again*

Dorcas: *follows him* Where are you going?

Regulus: Away.

Sirius: ...and?

Remus: And? And. And... it looks like a dog?

Dorcas: A specific place in mind?

Sirius: *sad frown* Really?

Regulus: Not currently.

Remus: No?

Dorcas: Alright then. I'll join you.

Regulus: Why?

Fabian: Spontaneous... Didn't we discuss my need for this, once? All the spontaneous things I want to do are things I shouldn't do, or are small things that aren't really spontanious to other people.

Sirius: ...then how'd you know it was a dog?

Dorcas: I feel like it. *dead serious* Plus, I was sent to observe you!

Remus: It is a dog then?

Caradoc: Probably. But we never discussed if you'd ever done anything beyond my knowledge of you.

Regulus: You are strange.

Dorcas: As are you.

Regulus: I am not.

Dorcas: Keep telling yourself that, Mr. Sunshine.

Sirius: It is a dog! But I was trying to be abstract...

Remus: Oh, sorry. It just seemed like a likely subject for you...

Sirius: ...well, yeah... ...this is harder than it looks...

Benjy: *with a sigh, talks to some portraits*

Remus: Well, ask somebody else. Maybe I just know you too well. *eats a cookie*

Regulus: *wandering the halls and spots benjy* There, go talk to him. He's obviously in need of company.

Sirius: Bah. *abandons his picture*

Remus: What did you do that for?

Dorcas: You want to get rid of me that easily? I thought we were friends!

Regulus: Did you?

Dorcas: Yes, was I wrong?

Regulus: I don't have friends, if you haven't noticed.

Dorcas: Well, I want to be your friend. It happens when you enjoy the company of another.

Benjy: *leaves the the portraits alone and heads down the hall towards Dorcas and Regulus*

Sirius: Drawing isn't exactly my thing.

Remus: Drawing isn't a lot of people's thing.

Fabian: Well, there's probably things you don't know about me that I've done.

Regulus: Really? I'm ever so glad you're here to explain.

Caradoc: Which, essentially, is what I'm asking. I'm being nosy.

Dorcas: Ha. Ha. You slay me with your humor.

Fabian: Well...help me out, here. This is my entire life, we're talking about.

Sirius: Yeah, but it's -some- people's thing.

Caradoc: Alright, just tell me the most outrageous thing you've done in the last, I dunno, year or so.

Remus: Yes, like Benjy. Everyone has a talent

Fabian: That you don't know about, good lord... Let me think...

Regulus: Why do I even come out of the common room...

Sirius: Mhm. Benjy's the reason I'm doing this, anyway.

Benjy: *approaches the two* Evening.

Remus: Benjy's inspired you to be an artist?

Caradoc: *sips his tea* Take your time.

Sirius: No, he's supposed to do my hobbies today, and I'm supposed to do his. So far I haven't seen any explosions.

Regulus: Hello. *grabs dorcas by the shoulders and directs her over to benjy* You two have a lovely evening.

Remus: Oh... That's different.

Benjy: Er, what?

Dorcas: But! Mr. Sunshine! Where're you going?

Regulus: *doesn't answer; starts walking off*

Dorcas: *scowls and grabs Benjy by the arm* Come on! *to
Regulus* Wait for us!

Benjy: Whoa, wait! *is pulled along* What's going on?

Fabian: *sips his tea - really can't think of anything*

Caradoc: *waits patiently*

Regulus: She's stalking me and apparently dragging you along with her. *walks faster*

Benjy: Why, and I can see the second one.

Dorcas: Am not! *to Benjy* I am not stalking him!

Benjy: Then why are we chasing him down?

Fabian: Um...

Sirius: I was bored. He's compliant.

Remus: So you just switched hobbies?

Caradoc: Come up with anything?

Fabian: Not really...

Sirius: For the day, yes.

Caradoc: Ah, well.

Dorcas: *scowls and stops* Fine then, I'll see you later, Mr. Sunshine! *to Benjy* I wasn't really stalking him, you know.

Fabian: Well, how about you?

Remus: Ah, okay. I was just making sure that I'm not Benjy's boyfriend for the day or anything... *sips some pumpkin juice*

Regulus: *stomps off*

Caradoc: Me? I can't remember half of what I've done.

Fabian: Well then.

Benjy: Then why were we following him?

Sirius: What?! You, darling lovely Rems, are not a hobby!

Caradoc: I think I went streaking down Diagon Alley once when I was drunk...

Remus: I didn't think I was... I was just making sure that hobbies were the only thing you switched.

Dorcas: Because...there's not really a good reason withouth sounding like I was stalking him...Trust me, I wasn't stalking him!

Fabian: Oh my.

Sirius: No. You're not to be switched. Ever.

Benjy: Oookay... I'm...going to keep walking...

Remus: Good.

Dorcas: To resume talking to portraits?

Caradoc: I might've set fire to someone's hair by accident too... But that could've been someone else.

Fabian: Anything you remember clearly?

Benjy: I haven't decided yet.

Caradoc: No, not really. I'm not terribly interesting when I'm sober.

Fabian: Then you'll understand why I don't have any spontanious stories.

Caradoc: Yes, I do.

Dorcas: You must think I'm loony, right?

Benjy: A little bit, yes. Regulus isn't usually so sociable.

Dorcas: That's Mr. Sunshine, he drives you mad when you try to be the slightest bit friendly.

Benjy: Well...it might help not to call him Mr. Sunshine...

Dorcas: *smiles* I can't resist calling him it.

Benjy: Pardon my being nosy, but why?

Dorcas: It's funny...it's the only way I get under his skin.

Fabian: Once, when I first started as an auror, I had to walk from the elevator to my office, taking off a piece of clothing for every person who passed me.

Caradoc: *laughs* Really?

Fabian: Oh yes. It's really cold in the hallways.

Caradoc: *still chuckling* Poor Fabs.

Fabian: I only had to do it twice. It could have been worse.

Caradoc: *laughs again* Yeah, someone could've brought a tour of children through.

Fabian: Merlin, I didn't think of that.

Benjy: You like to bother him, don't you?

Dorcas: I suppose...but he bothers me at times as well.

Caradoc: Well, luckily that didn't happen.

Benjy: Ah, well, he tends to bother most people.

Fabian: Very. I don't think I would have been able to handle that back then.

Dorcas: Alright, let's change the subject. How're you?

hoggiewartsrp @ 2007-07-14T21:24:00

2007-07-15T01:41:37Z

Who: James, Benjy, Remus, Regulus, Caradoc, Fabian, Gideon, Lily, Lucius, Andromeda, Sirius, Augustus
What: Caradoc gets forced into Fabian hunting after Gideon freaks about him not coming home, Andromeda goes emo at Regulus, Remus gets jealous, Lily tries to comfort Remus, James and Sirius do a bit of plotting, and Regulus and Benjy have another conversation.
When: May 13th

James: *is thinking of bad things to accomplish in the next ten minutes in the Great Hall*

Sirius: *chatting to someone at the Ravenclaw table*

Benjy: *in the courtyard*

Remus: *also in the great hall and still in a bad mood; eating something sweet*

Regulus: *wandering around outside*

Caradoc: *at his flat suffering from the worst hangover ever*

Fabian: *sleeping in his office*

Caradoc: *wondering how he got home* ...

Lily: *wanders towards the GH as that's the hangout spot*

Gideon: *freaking out cause Fabs never came home*

James: *pulls out his wand and taps his fingers innocently*

Remus: *stabs whatever he's eating*

Lily: *goes and sits at the Gryffindor table, notes Remus* Hello Remus *smiles*

Remus: Hello. *stabstab*

Lily: ...I'm almost afraid to ask how you are...

Gideon: *apparates to Caradoc's flat, knocks loudly* Caradoc!

Remus: *stops* Sorry.

LUcius: *in the ministry*

Lily: *tilts her head* What's wrong?

Caradoc: *groans* SHUT UP.

James: *hesitates from pulling a spell and goes to sit near Sirius*

Sirius: *chatting up a lady ravenclaw*

Remus: *glances over at the ravenclaw table and picks up the fork again* Nothing. How are you, Lily?

Lily: *chooses to ignore the topic change* There's obviously something wrong, Remus... what is it?

Gideon: *knocks louder* CARADOC!!!

Remus: Really Lily, it's nothing.

Caradoc: *slowly gets up off the floor and opens the door* What?

Fabian: *wakes up; hangover still not gone*

Lily: Are you sure? I can't help but notice that Sirius is in the same room as you, yet nowhere near you. That happens... well... never

James: *weighs the difference between complete mayhem and Sirius' conquest - you can tell which wins* Siiiiirius. *nudge*

Gideon: *freaking* Fabs didn't come home! Why didn't I walk him home last night?!

Remus: It's been happening a bit lately. It's no big deal. He's a popular guy, afterall.

Lily: *frowns* He shouldn't be too popular for his friends. Especially you

Remus: *shrugs*

Caradoc: *looks at gideon as if he doesn't quite understand what he's saying* What?

Sirius: *nods at the girl and then turns to James* Yeah, mate?

Gideon: Fabian's MISSING! What if something happened to him? What if he's been kidnapped?! *hasn't even thought of checking the office*

Lily: *frowns and glares in Sirius' direction* Jerk... If it bothers you, Remus, you should say something!

Caradoc: Are you sure he didn't go home?

Remus: If I say something I just get angry and I don't like to be angry. Or upset for that matter, so I'm trying to not let it bother me.

James: It's too quiet in the hall and I really can't stand it much. Let's blow something up.

Sirius: *everything else forgotten* Excellent. Anything in particular?

Gideon: Yes! He wasn't there when I got home and he never came home during the night. I *knew* I should have walked him home!

James: I was thinking either the Slytherin Table or even something that's going to be served at dinner.

Lily: *frowns and rests a hand on Remus' shoulder* But then nothing will change, Remus. You'll constantly be bottling up these angry feelings

Caradoc: *rubs the sides of his head* Did you check everywhere? His office? Or The Leaky Cauldron, for that matter... They do have rooms.

Remus: *shrugs* Really, Lily... It's okay. It's no big deal.

Gideon: Why would he sleep in either of those places...?

Sirius: Could blow up the juice jugs. Y'know how that stains.

Caradoc: Maybe he was too drunk to get home? Maybe he didn't want to go home? Maybe he just didn't want to look at your ugly face? *grins*

Lily: If you say so. Want me to hex him for you? *smiles*

Fabian: *wandering to the cafeteria in the Ministry*

James: But I hardly think anyone will forget a turkey that blew itself up when they tried to eat it.

Remus: Well, that's up to you. But I'll not stop you if you'd like.

Gideon: ...*frowns and crosses his arms* Har har. I suppose that's a possibility... But why wouldn't he tell me?

Caradoc: You weren't there?

Sirius: Turkey's good, too.

Gideon: He could've left a note! *pouts* I'm worried sick!

James: ...although we could do something with the juice anyway...

Caradoc: Then go look for him instead of making my headache worse.

Lily: *snickers* Alright. I'll keep that in mind *smiles*

Gideon: Right... I guess I'll check the Cauldron first. Seems more likely...

Sirius: We could just do everything at the table.

Remus: So how are you, Lily? Since you never answered my question.

Caradoc: You think so?

Lily: Heh, I'm alright.

Lily: Just studying and the like

Gideon: *shrugs* Do you really think he'd sleep at the office?

Remus: Finals are coming up soon. I should probably be studying.

Fabian: *drinking tea in the cafeteria*

James: We could just blow up the food and with the juices and soups, we could think of something to put in them...like a laxative or something.

Caradoc: *runs his hands through his hair to "fix" it* Let me get dressed and we'll check both places.

Gideon: Good idea! *goes and paces near the couch*

Caradoc: *wanders out of the room, gets dressed, and wanders back out* Do you want to check together or separately?

Sirius: Expanding Poition.. Speechlessness potion. *has spent too much time in detention with Snape*

Gideon: We should probably split up... cover more ground

James: How about...the mix of a laughing potion and tongue-tied charm?

Caradoc: Alright, where do you want to check and I'll go wherever you don't.

Lily: Well, if you need someone to study with, I'm always around. It gets kind of boring studying by myself

Sirius: ....that's an odd combination. I like it.

Gideon: I'll check the Leaky Cauldron *nods* If I don't find him there, I'll apparate to the Ministry and vice versa

Remus: I'm not in much of a studying mood right now. But I'll definitely keep that in mind. *smiles*

Caradoc: Alright. If you find him, don't start screaming like a banshee or anything.

Gideon: *coughs* Right... and I was *not* screaming like a banshee!

Caradoc: If you say so. Lock the door when you leave. *disapparates to the Ministry*

Lily: *smiles* Well, what are your plans for the summer holiday?

Gideon: Righto *locks the door and apparates to the LC*

James: Me too. I actually learned a couple of things from paying attention in Charms

Remus: I hadn't really thought about it, actually. I'll probably just hang around at home and help my parents out. Like always.

Lucius: *strolling through the Ministry*

Caradoc: *heads to fabian's office*

Augustus: *at home being nagged at by the mrs.*

Lily: Ahhh, sounds relaxing. No vacations planned or anything?

Gideon: *checking around the LC to see if anyone has seen Fabian*

Sirius: Ah, charms. What a wonderful classroom to sleep in .

James: I prefer History of Magic and Potions

Remus: *shakes his head* I don't really like to travel. More trouble than it's worth.

Caradoc: *gets to fab's office and knocks on the door just in case*

Lily: Really? I love to travel! I wish my family did so more often....

Remus: Do you have traveling planned for the summer, then? You're old enough to go on your own now, aren't you?

Sirius: Charms for me. I'd sleep in Transfiguration, but McGonny doesn't particularly enjoy that.

Caradoc: *doesn't get an answer; so goes inside and looks around*

James: Last time I attempted to even nap in Transfiguration, I was the test subject.

Sirius: *snickers* Ah, that's right.

James: *slight glare* Yes, what a lovely rabbit I would have made to some crazy five-year-old girl.

Lily: Oh, I don't know... it would be weird to travel on my own. A couple of summer's ago we did go to France. I'd love to go back

Gideon: *not finding Fabian, starting to freak out again*

Caradoc: *notes the lack of fabian; leaves the office and wanders around to inquire about him*

Remus: I'd go with you if I could stand it. *smiles* Afraid I can't though. And I suppose it would be a little lonely to travel on your own.

Lily: Aww, thanks, Remus *smiles* Yeah, though I suppose it would give one plenty of time to think. I'm sure I'll have plenty of time to travel after school, though

Remus: Ah, yes... After school. It's not that far away, is it?

Lucius: *gets a tea from the cafeteria; notices Fabian*

Sirius: Now, now. I would have found you a lovely home.

Lily: It's frightening how close it is, really... even though we have a whole year left!

Remus: It'll probably fly by.

Caradoc: *hears from some random witch that he doesn't know that fabian was heading in the direction of the cafeteria*

Fabian: *suffering from hangover, at a corner table*

Andromeda: *Steps outside to take a breath of air to get her bearings after sending Ted her owl.*

Lucius: *sits down at the same table*

Regulus: *sitting under a tree*

Fabian: ...*sighs and ignores him*

Andromeda: *Is close enough she has to pass through his vision, but knows this is a bad idea and tries to walk past discreetly, but still can't help sighing aloud at imagined frustration*

Lily: I'm sure... *frowns a bit*

Remus: Did I say something..?

Lily: *shakes her head* No, no. I'm just... a little worried about life after school. Silly, no?

Regulus: *spots andromeda and doesn't pay much attention at first*

Remus: No sense of greater purpose yet?

Andromeda: *Almost more annoyed at his lack of reaction. Sniffs.*

Caradoc: *taking his time; gets stopped by some random dude he knew from his old department*

Regulus: *notes the sniffing* Are you still sick?

James: I'll bet...with all the carrots I could eat too, right mate? *leer*

Sirius: *pretends to be offended* Are you implying I'd throw you out into the unknown?

James: I'm implying that you'd like me more as a rabbit than as a human alphamale

Andromeda: Not really; thanks for asking. Sirius brought me soup.

Sirius: Alphamale? I'm sure, Jamsie. Though I do enjoy you better as a human.

Gideon: *upon not finding Fabian, apparates to the Ministry to look*

James; I'm wounded. You don't think I'm alphamale material?

Regulus: You say that as if soup made you better. It's soup. What's wrong with you then?

Sirius: I think you need more followers to be Alphamale.

Lily: Not currently, no. *looks at Remus* Do you know what you want to do once you graduate?

Lucius: You don't look well, Fabian.

Caradoc: *chatting away; eventually continues on his way to the cafeteria*

Remus: Well, I have an idea. I don't know if it'll happen though.

James: Well then that's a mission saved later for another discussion. Now, we need to calculate our escape plan.

Lily: *tilts her head* What is it?

Fabian: *rests his head on the table; slides his wand from his sleeve* Rough night, Lucius.

Gideon: *checks Fabs office first, then goes in search*

Andromeda: You'd be amazed what soup can do. And . . . well, I've had a rough week. The world's had a rough week. I don't see how you can't be depressed.

Remus: I'd actually like to become a medi-wizard. I haven't really mentioned it before because, well, I don't know if it'll happen or not. It's better to not get my hopes up.

Regulus: What are you on about? You're so melodramatic sometimes.

Lucius: That much fun, I suppose, has a price.

Caradoc: *humming to himself; talks to random people*

Fabian: It wasn't that kind of night.

Andromeda: *Starting to tear up.* I have a reason, this time, okay? I just . . . I just . . . there'd be no use in talking to you about it!

Lucius: Hm. No, I suppose not, since you managed to find all pieces of clothing.

Regulus: Probably.

Fabian: *swears to himself and pours another cup of tea*

Sirius: Run for it?

Caradoc: *eventually gets to the cafeteria*

Lily: Don't talk like that, Remus! I think you'd make a wonderful medi-wizard! You certainly have the intellect for it

James: Well, sounds reasonable, but that's our escape plan every time. We need to pull something surprising.

Lucius: *holds out his cup for more tea as well* Poor Fabian. Feeling neglected?

Remus: Thanks... You don't know what you want to do yet?

Fabian: Perhaps I had work to do.

Andromeda: *Frowns.* You are impossibly inhuman, sometimes. Regulus, I doubt you'd even care if your own mother died. *Realizes after a second she also probably wouldn't care herself, but tries to hide this*

Lucius: And perhaps you file booze bottles as well, hm?

Regulus: My mother didn't die. As far as I know, nobody I know died. So why would I have a reason to be upset?

Caradoc: *scans the room for fabian*

Fabian: *kicks him -hard- under the table* No, I think perhaps not, Lucius.

Lucius: *strained expression, seeing as Fabian hasn't removed his foot, yet* No...perhaps not.

Andromeda: You should have a reason to be upset because hopefully you can imagine what it would be like to know somebody that died, and have sympathy for them!

Fabian: Tea?

Lily: No idea... not even a glimmer of a clue

Gideon: *finds out Fabs may be in the cafe, heads in that direction*

Regulus: I've never been one for imagination.

Lucius: *shakes his head* No...thank you.

Andromeda: Clearly. It's no wonder you're so dull. I would hate to live inside your mind for even a few hours, dear cousin.

Caradoc: *zeroes in and spots malfoy; narrows his eyes and heads over; talks loudly* Hello there!

Regulus: Oh, you're being mean now. How quaint. *crosses his arms in front of him*

Remus: You'd be a good... Hmm, auror? Everyone wants to be an auror.

Fabian: *winces at the volume* Hello, Caradoc.

Andromeda: *Quirks an eyebrow.* Quaint? Where did you pick that up? That sounds like something I would say, not you. *Almost laughs in spite of herself, in that annoying I-might-blubber-as-I'm-laughing burst of a way*

Lucius: *gripping the table* Dearborn.

Caradoc: Well hello there Malfoy. I didn't even see you there. I suppose you blended in with the wall. Is everything okay over here?

Regulus: What is your problem? You're more annoying than usual today.

Lily: I suppose... *shrugs* Why does everyone want to be an Auror? I suppose it is glamorous...

Remus: It's adventurous and all that. It's never really appealed to me much. You'll figure out what you want to do when the time is right.

Andromeda: Thanks, Regulus. I'm upset, in case you haven;t noticed, and by things much more pressing than you just being obnoxious!

Lucius: Perfect, thankyoufor asking.

Regulus: Fine, you're upset. I'm obnoxious. Nothing new.

Fabian: I was drinking tea, he was drinking tea, but now I think I'm going to leave.

Andromeda: Except the world turning for the worse and you being obnoxious not really being appropriate, even more so than usual.

Caradoc: Right. Your brother was looking for you, Fabian.

Regulus: *rolls his eyes* Yes, the world is ending and I'm still annoying. I get the point, Andromeda.
Monday, May ,

Fabian: Then I should go find him. Lucius. *stands*

Andromeda: If the world changes, why can't you? Only in a good way, to counter all the bad in the world, okay?

Lucius: *relaxes, sitting up properly* Fabian.

Regulus: Because the world is bad and always has been and whether or not I mourn the fact that millions of people die everyday isn't going to make a bit of difference other than to make you feel better.

Andromeda: *Sniffs.* You just don't understand.

Caradoc: *debates following fabian or hitting lucius in the mouth*

Regulus: No, I don't. And if it makes you all sniffly, I don't want to.

Andromeda: Fine. Fine. You are so aggravating. You ruin the . . . entire sacredness of every feeling!

Remus: *occasionally glaring over at the ravenclaw table as subtly as possible*

Regulus: Do I? I didn't realise I held such power.

Fabian: *walks away*

Lily: I suppose it is. I would like to do something meaningful.

Gideon: *still looking for the Fabs*

Gideon: *headin towards the cafe*

Caradoc: *looms over malfoy for a moment; then follows fabian*

Remus: Well, anything can be meaningful.

Lucius: *should've skipped tea*

Fabian: *debating going back to the office*

Caradoc: *trailing behind fabian, jogs a little to catch up* Are you all right?

Fabian: Other than hungover, fine.

Fabian: How about you?

Caradoc: Oh, I'm just great. I get awakened by a screaming Gideon at my room about to drop dead with worry because his brother didn't come home last night.

Andromeda: Only because-- and you'll like this-- because I'm too stupid to let you.

Lily: That is true. I think I would like to work for the Ministry. I'm just not sure if being an Auror is for me

Regulus: Well, if that's the case, you're just asking for it, aren't you?

Remus: Well, there's tons of things to do at the Ministry. You'll figure it out.

Lily: *smiles* Thanks for the vote of confidence

Andromeda: Regulus, if I even just challenged you to be sympathetic, could you even do that?

Remus: *smiles back* You're welcome.

Fabian: Oh god, where's Gideon?

Caradoc: I imagine he'll show up here soon. You two have that twin-dar don't you?

Gideon: *spots Fabian* FABS! *runs over and practically tackles him*

Fabian: Apparently so.

Caradoc: *jumps out of the way*

Gideon: I thought you were dead! Or kidnapped! Or something else equally horrific! Why didn't you come home?

Regulus: I don't think it's in my nature.

Fabian: Because I could walk here?

Caradoc: *mumbles* I told you, Gideon.

Andromeda: You don;t even have pride to have woudned?

Gideon: *pouts* I was worried...

Regulus: I have pride, but I'm not stupid enough to get worked up if its wounded. Especially by you, cousin.

Fabian: Well...I'll mention it if I'm coherant enough, next time.

Caradoc: You seemed coherent from what I could remember.
Andromeda: I guess I don't have much pride, either. But I have other things that get wounded. I'm sure you must have something . . . but, yes, I know, you're not going to tell me, are You?

Remus: *goes back to stabbing the stuff on his plate just out of boredom this time*

Regulus: Why would I?

Andromeda: I'll have to do some research. I am Slytherin enough to go that far, I think.

Lily: *grabs a roll and nibbles* So what have you been up to today?

Fabian: Well, I'll remember to remember next time.

Sirius: *wanders over to the Gryffindor table*

Gideon: Well as long as you're ok. *checks him over* You are ok, right?

Caradoc: He's not a child, Gid.

Remus: Well, not much really. Just relaxing. You?

Fabian: *bats him away* I'm fine, Gideon.

Gideon: *smiles brightly* Good, good! I'm sorry... I just... freaked a tad bit

Lily: The same, really. Well... besides studying, of course *smiles* You'd think I lived in the library part time

Fabian: Why - I'm fine.

Gideon: I didn't know that! You could've been lying broken in a ditch somewhere, for all I knew!

Fabian: I was gone for one night, Gideon.

Regulus: Whatever you say, cousin. *starts walking away*

Sirius: *sits down next to Remus and lily*

Remus: The library's been really crowded lately with all the fifth and seventh years. I haven't been in there as much as I usually am.

Remus: Hello Sirius.

Gideon: We live in dangerous times, Fabs. I mean, a bunch of people just went missing!

Andromeda: *On principle, starts to make after him, but all that comes out is a bit of a MMRPH and she restrains herself*

Lily: *gives Sirius a look, then turns back to Remus* It has been rather crowded lately

Sirius: Lo' love. *stares at Lily* Hello to you too.

Fabian: *rubs his eyes* Yes, i know.

Regulus: *amused that he pissed andromeda off; heads inside*

Caradoc: *just quietly standing off to the side*

Gideon: *takes a deep breath* But you're ok and that's what matters

Lily: Hello Sirius. What have you been up to?

Caradoc: You're horrible, Gideon. So overprotective.

Sirius: Not much, really. Running, detentions, the usual.

Fabian: *wonders if this is what it's like when he worries about people; is also crabby*

Gideon: I was worried!

Fabian: I know, I know. I'm sorry.

Caradoc: Why don't you go get some rest, Fabs. You can't have been comfortable sleeping in your office. Unless you and Jono have a bed hidden away in there someplace.

Gideon: It's ok... though I am amazed you found space in that office to sleep

Fabian: I sat in my chair, and then I fell foward. Problem solved. ...I think I will go home - and actually go home this time.

Lily: Ahh, of course. Though, I must say, it's been very quiet in the castle these days

Remus: *quietly sipping tea*

Regulus: *in a good mood now*

Sirius: Misleading, isn't it?

Gideon: Sounds like a plan. You still look a bit tired

Caradoc: *hits gideon* Leave him be.

Gideon: Owwie...

Fabian: Okay...I'm going... Cheers. *leaves*

Lily: Very much so. Especially since I rarely see you lot together anymore...

Sirius: Yeah..

Gideon: Bye, Fabs *waves* ...Now I've forgotten what I was suppose to do today...

Caradoc: Bye Fabs! *waves overenthusiatically*

Benjy: *smoking cigarettes, still in the courtyard*

Regulus: That's a disgusting habit, you know. *sits down somewhere not to close to benjy*

Caradoc: You'd think you were his mother, Gideon, honestly.

Benjy: I would agree, if it were real cigarettes.

Gideon: *pouts* He could've been dead, Caradoc!

Regulus: Either way.

Caradoc: How old is he, Gideon? He's a grown man, if he doesn't come home, then he doesn't come home. You don't come over to my place in a panic and flip out like you did. Now he's all irritated because you overreacted.

Caradoc: *frets* Probably at me too because you made me help you.

Benjy: Would you prefer if I didn't smoke right now?

Gideon: Firstly, I didn't overreact. Well... maybe a little bit. But I didn't make you help!

Lily: *stands* Well, I'm sure you two have catching up to do. I should get some studying done before I retire.

Caradoc: You held me hostage with your screaming. It was either help you or have my head explode.

Remus: You don't have to go, Lily...

Regulus: Do whatever you like.

Gideon: *sighs* Sorry about that... It's just... I worry about Fabs. Especially after the whole... Malfoy... thing *scowls*

Benjy: I would like not to bother you.

Caradoc: Speaking of Malfoy, they were sitting at the same table when I found them in the cafe.

Lily: *smiles at Remus* It's ok. I really do need to hit the books. And I wouldn't want to interrupt any plotting. I'd like to be able to plead innocence later

Regulus: Well not much is going to bother me right now so I don't care what you do.

Gideon: *scowls even more* I told that slime to stay away from Fabian.

Remus: Alright, have fun studying then.

Caradoc: I think Fabian can handle things on his own, Gideon. I get protective of him too, although I don't know why I should, you two are supposed to be overprotective of me, I'm the young one. Anyway, he seemed to have things under control.

Caradoc: I think Fabian can handle things on his own, Gideon. I get protective of him too, although I don't know why I should, you two are supposed to be overprotective of me, I'm the young one...

Caradoc: Anyway, he seemed to have things under control.

Sirius: Cheers, Lillian.

Lily: *waves* See you around *wanders off*

Benjy: All right, then. *continues to smoke*

Gideon: You know I would probably do to Fabs what I did to you if you turned up missing *pokes and smiles*

Caradoc: Aww, you're going to make me blush.

Sirius: Is she mad at me?

Gideon: *snickers* You're practically family, Caradoc! Hell, you are family

Remus: I don't think so. Why would she be?

Sirius: I don't know. That's why I asked you.

Remus: Well, I don't know.

Caradoc: Aw, stop it.

Sirius: Oh, okay. *picks at an orange*

Remus: How are your Ravenclaw friends doing?

Gideon: So... since we're both up, want to get some food?

Sirius: Ravenclaw friends? I haven't spoke with them since I last went drinking, and as I remember, they were spectacular that night.

Remus: Ah, I just figured since you were at their table...

Caradoc: Of course. You owe me anyway.

Gideon: *snickers* Of course, of course. Cafe or the diner?

Sirius: Oh, you mean Blanche. I was trying to get her to trade me potions partners, but apparently she's not even in our potions class. Who knew?

Remus: Wouldn't you...? *drinks his tea*

Caradoc: Ew, not the cafe.

Gideon: The diner it is!

Sirius: I saw her at the end of class sometimes. How was I supposed to know it was her coming in for the next class?

Remus: *shrugs and continues with his tea*

Sirius: What's new?

Remus: Nothing really. You?

Fabian: *watching a movie at the flat*

Lucius: *pouting in his office*

Sirius: I saw James.

Remus: The ever elusive James Potter? Wow.

Sirius: I know. It was mysterious.

Remus: Did anything interesting happen?

Sirius: Talked about pranking the hall, mostly. Exploding things. Potions in juice.

Sirius: And then he was gone...

Remus: Ah, how like him.

Sirius: Too much planning, not enough pranking! But yes, very much like him.

Remus: One step closer though.

Sirius: That is true.

Regulus is holding a conversation?

2007-07-15T01:01:59Z

I have a bunch of chat logs in reserve as well, so I'm going to start with what I have saved (only going back to May when I discovered AIM's logging feature).

Who: Remus, Regulus, Caradoc, Sirius, Benjy, Fabian, Gideon, Lily, Peter, Andromeda, Dorcas, Augustus
What: The beginning of Remus's bad mood, Sirius comforts Andromeda, Regulus talks with Benjy, Lily and Peter flirt (AGAIN), Fabian plays darts with Augustus and then competes with Caradoc over who is the biggest drunk and Gideon observes.
When: May 12

Remus: *in the great hall*

Regulus: *in the library*

Caradoc: *at the leaky cauldron*

Dorcas: *wandering the halls*

Augustus: *also at the leaky cauldron, playing darts*

Andromeda: *sitting alone at at window in a corridor she knows from patrolling to usually be abandoned, trying to write Ted a consoling letter but mostly staring off into space outsidce the window*

Benjy: *sketching illustrations in the library*

Sirius: *walking the halls*

Peter: *trying to turn a bagel into a cheesecake at a table in the Great Hall.*

Regulus: *studying potions*

Remus: *watching what peter's doing*

Fabian: *sure, at the Leaky C*

Peter's bagel: *turns to rather unstable mush*

Peter: *pokes a finger into it and tastes it.* Well, tastes like cheesecake. Want some? *Holds out a finger to Remus*

Remus: Er, no thanks.

Peter: I swear, it tastes just like it.

Remus: I'll take your word for it, mate.

Peter: *Takes out another bagel from the basket in the center of the table* So what do you want, then? *Holds wand at the ready*

Remus: I'm fine, Peter. Thanks though.

Sirius: *ducks into the emptier halls to go for a jog*

Dorcas: *humming; wandering*

Fabian: *nursing a drink and watching Augustus play darts*

Caradoc: *drinking with some random guys from work*

Regulus: *gets bored with studying and slams his book on the table*

Peter: Fine, your loss. *Waves his wand and squirts a line of custard unto the bagel.*

Andromeda: *Sighs and rumples her note, dissatisfied, wishing she knew exactly what to say.*

Benjy: *closely copying a drawing of the owlery*

Peter: Hey, Remus, what sort of pastries are girls' favorites-- you have any idea? You probably don't know much about girls, either, but, well . . . you know about stuff, in general, more than I do.

Remus: Why don't you ask a girl? *sips his tea*

Peter: *Flushes furiously* Well what if it was meant to be a surprise?

Remus: Then ask a girl you're not trying to surprise.

Sirius: *sprinting*

Remus: Each girl has their own tastes, Peter. They don't all collectively like the same thing.

Andromeda: *senses perk up as she hears weird thumps coming down the perpendicular hall, confused.*

Remus: Lily, for instance, told me she likes prune turnovers. *lying*

Peter: I thought they all liked chocolate, or something. Or at least that's what my mom said. Or maybe it was just chocolate during their monthly . . . thing.

Peter: Say *smirks* You like chocolate, and you have a "monthly thing." *Laughs*

Peter: Oh, really? Hmm. Seems odd. But girls are odd.

Remus: *glares daggers at peter* Some boys are quite odd, Peter. *mumbles* And I seem to know them all...

Dorcas: *stops and looks out a window*

Regulus: *gets up to put his book away and passes by benjy and notices his drawing; looks over his shoulder*

Peter: Prunes. Really? Maybe she had a deprived childhood, being a Muggle and all. But Muggles have got chocolate, haven' they?

Remus: Yes, of course they have. Not everyone likes chocolate, Peter. Some people are allergic.

Peter: I suppose you're right. *Snaps his wand over the bagel, which turns into a prune turnover.* I'm not taste-tasting that.

Benjy: *pauses; feeling the back of his neck prickling*

Remus: Then why did you make it?

Peter: To give away. Any idea where Lily might be?

Remus: No, afraid not. Perhaps with James.

Peter: *feels kicked in the stomach.* Ahh . . . well, then, I'll just save it. I know a warmng spell. Unless you want it, and I can make another. *Offers it.*

Remus: That's quite alright. Perhaps you could give it to James to give to her. *gives Peter a look then drinks more tea*

Sirius: *slows to a walk, moving by Andromeda*

Andromeda: *Turns to him, hoping she's not tearing up or anything.* Oh, Sirius-- hello.

Sirius: Hey, 'Meda. How're you?

Regulus: What are you drawing?

Andromeda: *Sighs.* Not the greatest. Did you hear the news?-- the attacks?

Caradoc: *drinking*

Augustus: *losing at darts*

Benjy: *glances up* This picture of the owlery. I liked the inked lines.

Dorcas: *hears distant talking; investigates*

Sirius: Well, I read a bit about it in the Prophet. Was there... someone you knew?

Regulus: Hm.

Benjy: What do you think?

Regulus: It's good.

Remus: *finishes his tea*

Benjy: *kind of surprised* Ah, thank you.

Regulus: Uh-huh. Why are you drawing the owlery?

Peter: Want me to make you something to give to Sirius or anything? Maybe I could try something heart-shaped. *Tries to stifle his own gigle.*

Benjy: ....*looks at the paper* It looked pretty?

Remus: Clever, Peter.

Regulus: Alright.

Andromeda: *Choking on her tears and nodding.* Ted's parents. They've disappeared. No one knows where they are, but they expect-- *can't finish.* I met them once, Sirius!

Sirius: Merlin. C'mere. *goes to hug her*

Dorcas: *hears Andromeda; walks away quietly*

Andromeda: *falls into his arms, partially losing her balance off the window ledge, crying freely*

Fabian: *a bit tipsy* You might....wanto aim for the middle, there.

Augustus: You think so? *notices its Fabian and smiles* Ah, hello there!

Remus: I think I'm going to take a walk.

Peter: Alright then. *Pushes him a heart-shaped bagel.* That's for you. *Sniggers.*

Dorcas: *heads to the lake*

Remus: *not in the mood!* Yeah, thanks. *gets up and leaves; leaving the bagel*

Sirius: Hey, okay...have you talked to Ted yet?

Peter: *shrugs, eats bagel.*

Andromeda: He sent me an owl. I haven't been able to reply yet-- I don't know what to say! I'm worried that I'm taking too long as it is!

Remus: *goes for a walk outside; grumbling to himself*

Fabian: Why hello, to you and yes.

Augustus: Sounds like you have the concept down, want to take my shot if its that simple? *holds out the dart*

Fabian: I wouldn't want to messup your game, now.

Augustus: Go ahead.

Sirius: I'm sure he just needs to hear from you more than anything, 'Meda.

Benjy: Are you interested in art?

Andromeda: *Sniffs.* I'm sure you're right. It's just so hard to come up with the right things to say. That's such a huge loss! I realy should find time to get away and go see him.

Regulus: Sometimes.

Dorcas: *spots Remus; waves* Hallo.

Benjy: Fair enough.

Fabian: *stands and approaches the dart board; squints at it*

Remus: *doesn't spot dorcas right away; but does eventually and waves back* Hello.

Augustus: Need glasses?

Regulus: I'm interested in it as much as I can be interested in something.

Regulus: When it's good, anyway.

Fabian: *jiggles his drink at him* Have one, thanks. I needa dart.

Caradoc: *making a bunch of noise with the dudes he's with*

Augustus: *holds the dart out* Don't hurt yourself.

Sirius: Well...here I am promoting bad habits, but... Do you have anything more important than him right at this moment?

Andromeda: I can't think that I possibly do, but if it comes out to the parents that I've been shirking classes and ran off to . . . Oh, you;re right. It doesn't matter. I'm going to owl him and tell him I'm coming over as soon as he needs me.

Dorcas: *smiles then frowns* I overheard Sirius talking to Andromeda in the hall.

Remus: Ah, really?

Sirius: Good girl. *tight hug*

Dorcas: Yes, she seemed upset.

Fabian: *takes it and hucks it at the board; it pricks and then falls to the floor*

Augustus: *laughs*

Fabian: ...maybe I should aim closer to the middle.

Augustus: *still laughing* I think so.

Andromeda: Thanks for talking sense into me. I don't know how I could possibly get so mixed up like this. It's hard when we're apart, and there's so pressure for us to never be together . . .

Fabian: Woops. Your turn, I think. *sits back down*

Benjy: I..don't follow?

Regulus: You really don't have to.

Remus: About anything in particular, do you know?

Sirius: Don't worry about it, 'Meda. And, if you love someone enough, you'll be with 'em.
Sunday, May ,

Augustus: Right, thanks. *still chuckling; throws the dart and hits the bullseye*

Dorcas: Ted's parents. I didn't mean to drop eaves on their conversation, I only heard a bit of it.

Benjy: Ah. ...Well, all right then. *stretches* What're you up to?

Remus: *frowns* Ted's a Muggleborn... I wonder if his parents were involved in all those disappearances the Daily Prophet reported...

Regulus: I was studying. Now I am speaking with you.

Andromeda: I'm glad you believe the same thing. It's so good that we're both on the same page, and not just because we're the family rejects.

Benjy: Very concise. You have OWLs coming up, don't you?

Regulus: Yes.

Benjy: Ready?

Dorcas: Me father's a muggle. I myself worry sick about him. Poor Ted, I...

Sirius: Well, not -just- because, but it rather helps, yeah? *smiles*

Fabian: There you are. Middles. Very nice.

Augustus: Yes. You must be lucky.

Andromeda: Definitely. *Hugs him again*

Remus: Yeah, my mum's Muggle too. I don't know why any decent person would attack a Muggle. They can't defend themselves.

Regulus: I believe so.

Fabian: Of course I'm lucky. Don't be silly.

Sirius: So you're doing better now?

Augustus: Right, I apologise. Want to take another turn or have you given up?

Andromeda: I think so. I'll just tell him I'm coming to visit. And then it'll all come out there, when I can see in his eyes what to say.

Fabian: I...could thrown another, I suppose I could.

Dorcas: It makes me more determined. I want to protect not only my father but all muggles from it.

Sirius: *grins* Good good.

Remus: Unfortunately you have to graduate first.

Augustus: Go on then.

Andromeda: Is all well with you, I hope? *Wipes tears away*

Remus: Both of us do.

Dorcas: Right, I've got OWL's soon. I've been studying as an escape from thinking too much about it.

Remus: Well, that will definitely help.

Sirius: Yep. I've been pretty okay lately.

Andromeda: Glad to hear it. And thanks again for the soup! It was so thoughtful-- and delicious!

Dorcas: I should probably get to the library and study a bit more.

Remus: *nods* Good luck.

Sirius: Real chicken noodle! Muggle recipie. I knew it was magic.

Dorcas: Thanks! *heads to the library*

Benjy: That's cool. Most people are freaking out all the time right now.

Fabian: *throws another dart - stays on the board this time*

Andromeda: You have to love the innocence of Muggles. Does the soup work for . . . well, ailments of the heart? Could I make some for Ted?

Augustus: Nicely done.

Regulus: *shrugs* Getting worked up doesn't accomplish much.

Sirius: Maybe! It might make him feel better, and, well, if's coming from you, of course. It could help.

Andromeda: Do you still have the recipe?

Sirius: Of course! I'll make a copy for you.

Fabian: Why, thank you.

Androemda: Thank you so much! I-- I need a chicken, right? Where on earth did you get yours?

Sirius: Kitchen Elves.

Andromeda: Ooh. Will they . . . you know, make it into meat for me, too, first? I don't really want to . . . by myself . . .

Benjy: Agreed, but it is difficult to control, usually.

Augustus: You're welcome. So, Fabian. Why are you off drinking all by your lonesome?

Regulus: I imagine it is for some people.

Remus: *sits in the grass by himself*

Fabian: Because I am on my lonesome, of course.

Augustus: Really? What about your brother and that other fellow?

Sirius: Probably, if you ask them to. The kitchen elves like to please.

Fabian: I've lost Caradoc, and Gideon is on trip.

Benjy: I admire your clamness. History rears its head and I freak.

Andromeda: Yeah, they do . . . I don't like to be such a bother, but i haven't asked them for much.

Augustus: How do you lose someone? *sips his drink*

Regulus: History is nothing but a bunch of dates.

Benjy: Yes, but it doesn't stick. Numbers garble.

Regulus: I suppose that can happen.

Sirius: They live to serve. They won't mind.

Benjy: It does. *nods*

Fabian: Well, it depends on the type of someone, really, yes?

Augustus: I suppose it does. Also on how exactly you've lost them.

Caradoc: *extremely drunk*

Remus: *watching various people/creatures*

Andromeda: As long as I tell myself it makes them happy. Poor deceived little fellows.

Sirius: Yes, well. At least they're happy.

Lily: *wandering towards wherever Peter and Remus are*

Dorcas: *enters library; sits in the corner*

Peter: *brutally destroying the heart-shaped bagel he was working on earlier; it's now coating in frosting, custard, pudding, nuts, ice cream, hot fudge, marshmallows, and peppermint candies*

Gideon: *apparates to the LC*

Fabian: Yes, that's right, too.

Lily: *runs into Peter, peaks over his shoulder* ...What's that you're making?

Augustus: So, how have you lost this friend of yours?

Peter: *jumps and squirts a huge gob of caramel all over the top.* Oh! Hey . . . uhh . . . making something.

Caradoc: *ditched by the people he was there with as they were all sober enough to leave on their own*

Gideon: *wanders to the bar* Firewhiskey over here, thank you!

Lily: *tilts her head* It looks... messy. What is it?

Fabian: Well. It seems that I no longer know where he is. Hence. Lost.

Augustus: Ah, lost in the most literal sense. I was thinking something more figurative.

Fabian: In what way? *waves for another drink*

Peter: Well . . . *frowns.* An experiement. You want to try some? I'll have a taste too . . . Oh! Wait! *Grins.* I have something for you, as it is. But you can have both. *Pulls out the pastry, and taps his wand over it to warm it.

Augustus: I don't know. Perhaps he'd found new friends or something like that.

Lily: *blinks and smiles* A pastry? Oh it looks tasty! Thank you, Peter *takes a bite* .........

Fabian: Perhaps, but I doubt I'd have lost him.

Peter: *Watches intently*

Dorcas: *mulls over a book whilst tapping on table*

Gideon: *spots Caradoc* Caradoc! *wanders over and plops next to him*

Caradoc: *face down on the table; looks up* Oh, Gideon. Hello.

Lily: *chokes it down, smiles weakly* Did you make this...?

Gideon: *tilts his head* Someone looks a bit intoxicated

Caradoc: *narrows his eyes at gideon* Someone looks a bit blurry. You should do something about that, mate.

Gideon: *snickers* I'll try to keep myself in focus. Weren't you suppose to not be drinking so much, mate?

Peter: Yeah . . . is it okay? Did I mess up?

Lily: Oh no! It's.. uh... tasty *smiles, but doesn't take another bite* Let's try this thing! *points to the mess*

Caradoc: I'm a liar.

Gideon: Hmm... no you're not! What's got you in the drinking mood, though? *sips his firewhiskey*

Fabian: *drinks his drink*

Caradoc: I dunno.

Augustus: Probably not.

Fabian: Of course not.

Gideon: Hard day at work? Co-workers annoying you? Some apartment creature escape?

Peter: *Breaks part off sand hands it to her anxiously>*

Lily: *pops that in her mouth and hopes it tastes better* ....Mmm... interesting...

Peter: *Tastes himself* Whoa-- that's sweet. I like it.

Lily: Definitely sweet... I think I might have just developed diabetes *laughs*

Caradoc: I didn't work today. My co-workers did just abandon me, but that was recent. And there are no more creatures in my flat, thank you very much.

Augustus: Well, you never know though. Isn't that them over there? *points toward gideon and caradoc*

Remus: *still sitting outside in the grass*

Peter: I got bored, clearly. *Shrugs.* Want me to-- want me to make you soemthing else?

Gideon: *snickers* Are you sure about that? I'm quite sure I've heard some growling emitting from your kitchen

Caradoc: That kitchen is spotless!

Lily: *snickers* Clearly. *shakes her head a bit too quickly* Oh no! I'm alright... must watch my girlish figure, you know!

Fabian: *swings around; squints* Hm. You've found them.

Gideon: *laughs* It makes me wonder where you hid all the mess *winks*

Dorcas: *sighs; flips page*

Peter: Oh, I;m sure one cake couldn't ruin that. I doubt even growing twice your size could make you ugly. *Blushes.*

Augustus: Easier than you thought, eh?

Lily: *blinks and coughs* Oh... well... that's nice of you to say, Peter...

Peter: *Shrugs*

Fabian: Very easy. Shall we meander, or am I leaving you to sharp empliments?

Augustus: Oh, I don't know. I quite like sharp things.

Caradoc: Under your bed, Gideon. Where else?

Lily: You already gave me this... lovely pastry. I'm sure I'll be fine *smiles*

Peter: Alright. But any time, okay? Whatever you want!

Fabian: Well, you could bring them with you. *standing*

Gideon: Hmm... I had wonder what that odor was...

Augustus: *holds up a few darts* Well, we wouldn't want to intrude.

Caradoc: No, the smell is all you, Gid.

Fabian: *stops* That's right. Maybe we wouldn't want to intrude. Hm.

Lily: *smiles* Thank you, Peter! Well, I hate to dash, but I must go to library and get some studying done!

Augustus: I was referring to the darts and myself, Fabian.

Peter: All-- all right. *Smiles goodbye.*

Lily: *waves* I'll see you around! *escapes*

Fabian: Ah...of course. Sorry.

Gideon: *gasp* Are you saying I smell, Caradoc?

Caradoc: *puts his head back on the table* Yes.

Gideon: *leans on him* I smell wonderful, I'll have you know!

Dorcas: *stands up and stretches*

Caradoc: *pushes him away* You smell like broomstick cleaner. I think you're addicted.

Regulus: *still in the library probably*

Lily: *gives the prune concoction to the nearest house elf and heads into the library*

Remus: *outside watching birds fly around*

Gideon: *leans back on him* You like it! *winks*

Caradoc: I think Betsy or Betty or whatever that thing of yours is called likes it more.

Fabian: Okay. I'm going to go stumble over there. If you wish to follow, I do not object. Cheers. Happy darting. *staggers away*

Augustus: Perhaps later. Take care. *goes back to his dart game*

Gideon: *pokes him and drinks* Are you jealous of my Betsy?

Fabian: *dawdling across the room*

Caradoc: Why, yes, Gideon. I'm jealous of a broom. Stop poking me or I'll throw up on you.

Gideon: My my... are you really that drunk, my dear Caradoc? *poke*

Dorcas: *spots Regulus; sneaks up on him* Mr. Sunshine!

Caradoc: I haven't been drinking Gideon. Any tolerance I had isn't as good as it used to be and I will throw up on you and then I'll wait and throw up on Betty or whatever that broom's name is.

Regulus: *would be surprised if he showed that emotion* Oh good.

Benjy: *up and about*

Sirius: *walking in the halls*

Dorcas: Was that sarcasm again, Mr. Sunshine?

Gideon: My poor Caradoc... And it's Betsy!

Regulus: Is it ever not?

Caradoc: Whatever.

Gideon: *leans on him more* How much have you drunk, anyways? I get the feeling you're about to fall asleep on the bar! *downs the rest of his drink*

Lily: *wander wander*

Dorcas: How're your studies?

Caradoc: Why don't you just sit on me, Gideon? *tries to push him off* I haven't had much. Just... I don't remember.

Regulus: Fine, yours?

Gideon: Is that an invitation? *winks*

Fabian: *stops by the bar to get a drink*

Dorcas: Fine, fine. I think I may take it outside, the library gets stuffy.

Caradoc: When did you ever wait for an invitation?

Gideon: Excellent point. If I weren't afraid of being vomited upon, I would. *waggles his finger for another drink*

Remus: *eventually gets cold enough and heads back inside*

Fabian: *intercepts the drink order and brings them both over*

Gideon: Fabs!

Fabian: Why hello, I have drinks, but I don't know which one you waved for.

Caradoc: Hello Fabian.

Gideon: Either one is fine by me *grins*

Fabian: And hello Caradoc. Gideon, you can have that one, because this one is rather greenish and smells like limes.

Gideon: *snickers* Sounds good. *drinks whatever he was given*

Regulus: It's a library, they're always stuffy.

Caradoc: *lays quietly with his head on the table*

Remus: *wandering the halls*

Lily: *spots Benjy in his wandering, waves* Hello Benjy

Fabian: *looks at Caradoc* What happened?

Gideon: He's intoxicated

Gideon: *poke*

Caradoc: *kicks at gideon*

Gideon: *snickers*

Fabian: Is he? *pets Caradoc's hair* That's not good. *sits down*

Benjy: Ah, hello Lily. On patrol?

Caradoc: At least someone doesn't revel in my misery.

Lily: Actually I was just wandering... which is mostly the same things nowadays

Benjy: Nothing pops out of the corridors at you, anymore?

Dorcas: I know that, I've reached my stuffiness limit. That's why I'm leaving, really.

Gideon: I'm not reveling! Fabs is just more nuturing than I am

Lily: No... *almost pouts* It's a bit dull, really

Regulus: All right.

Dorcas: ...You...can join me if you want.

Fabian: Nurturing is growing is something... I don't know. *drinks his drink*

Caradoc: Are you intoxicated a little bit there, Fabian?

Regulus: Are you asking me to join you?

Gideon: *blinks* Wha? *drinks*

Fabian: Caras, I am. And I can't play darts.

Gideon: Drunks! I'm surrounded *snickers*

Caradoc: Who -what?

Fabian: I object!

Dorcas: More or less. I figure a stuffy person like you could use some fresh air.

Benjy: Maybe, dare I suggest, we're growing up?

Gideon: *finishes his drink* Face it my dear brother... you're a lush!

Lily: I suppose that's a possibility... would have thought it possible with some

Regulus: Har har.

Fabian: I...am not a lush. I'm not even all over someone. I haven't -danced-. Y'know there's a jukebox?

Remus: *wanders.. runs into someone/thing*

Caradoc: That's true. If he was drunk he'd be belted to someone.

Dorcas: Is that a "yes or a no?

Gideon: ...I feel as though I should ask, but I'll leave it. There's a jukebox?!

Sirius: Oof!

Regulus: Alright.

Fabian: Belted to you, probably. *to Gideon* There's a jukebox!

Remus: Sorry. *sees who it is* Oh... sorry.

Caradoc: Big deal, there's a jukebox.

Gideon: Big deal?! We must have music! *jumps up* Points me in the proper direction, brother dearest

Sirius: Two apologies? I didn't see you either, love.

Remus: I seem to always run into people. I, apparently, never watch where I'm going. What are you up to?

Sirius: Aiding people. I went for a run, and ran across 'Meda.

Remus: Yes, I heard. Apparently you two had an audience for a time.

Sirius: ...Did we.

Dorcas: Right then, let's go! *takes his arm; pulls him along*

Fabian: *swings one arm to a corner of the room* Over there!

Gideon: Excellent! *wanders in the direction Fabian pointed*

Remus: Yes, I ran into Dorcas earlier. She mentioned that she overheard you speaking with Andromeda. Is she alright?

Caradoc: I think I might be dying.

Fabian: *peers at him* How much did'y have?

Caradoc: I don't remember.

Fabian: *pets his hair again* You better not be dying. Silly Caradoc.

Sirius: She is now - we talked a bit. Apparently Ted's parents are missing..

Benjy: They're still sneaky that way.

Caradoc: I'll try not to die, Fabs.

Remus: Ah, I thought it might've been that. How terrible.

Lily: Indeed. I'm waiting for something huge to happen

Gideon: *wandering around looking for the jukebox*

Fabian: Good. Cause, good.

Caradoc: Ah, you're drunk. That's funny.

Sirius: Yeah....she's going to go and see him, though.

Fabian: How is that.. It's not. You're drunk.

Benjy: Which may or may not be a good thing, of course.

Gideon: *runs into Augustus* ...'Gustus!

Augustus: ...Hello Gideon. How are you?

Lily: I know... I'm hoping for something that doesn't involve burning the castle to the ground

Gideon: I'm wonderful *grins* I'm looking for the jukebox, but I can't seem to find it...

Caradoc: I am drunk, but so are you. And you got drunk by yourself?

Benjy: If someone managed that, I'd be especially surprised, considering the charmwork on the castle. I just don't want a repeat of the freed portrait incident, myself.

Augustus: Ah, I think it's over there someplace, I've never really paid much attention.

Fabian: I did do so on my own. Did you?

Lily: Ahh yes, that was a bit of a mess

Remus: That's good... It'll be good for him to have her there.

Caradoc: No.

Fabian: Ah, okay then.

Gideon: What are you doing here all by your lonesome? Escaping the wifey again?

Caradoc: I was here with some people at work. They all went home. Why were you drinking by yourself?

Sirius: *nods* Mhm. She was overly worried about what to write to him. I'm glad she's going to him.

Fabian: Can't I do so sometimes?

Augustus: I had a long day at work and thought'd I'd stop over for a bit.

Caradoc: You're a big boy, I suppose you can. I was just curious is all.

Remus: It'll probably settle her nerves as much as his.

Fabian: Yes, and yes and oh.

Sirius: Yeah, probably.

Regulus: *was being pulled out of the library and probably the castle by now*

Caradoc: Yes. Oh.

Gideon: Well why don't come sit with us? I've come to think of you as a drinking buddy as we run into each other all the time *winks*

Augustus: Ah, I already told your brother I didn't want to intrude.

Fabian: *turns his empty glass upside down on the table* Okay.

Gideon: No intrusion! But if you don't want to, how about you just help me find the jukebox?

Remus: Want to walk with me?

Caradoc: I think Gid got lost.

Dorcas: Ah! It feels wonderful outside!

Augustus: Well, perhaps I'll stop over before I leave. I have to be going shortly.

Regulus: It feels the same, only breezier.

Sirius: Always, Rems.

Gideon: Excellent! I'll hold you to that, 'Gustus *winks* Off to find the juke! *wanders off again*

Fabian: i think that he stopped to talk to Augustus.

Dorcas: To you it might feel the same but I like it out here...a lot more than I like the library.

Caradoc: Have I met him? I don't remember him.

Regulus: I like it fine out here.

Remus: *grabs his hand then and walks*

Fabian: There was Lucius and there was the other guy who was kind of friendly.

Caradoc: Oh, him.

Sirius: *goes with* Anywhere in particular?

Fabian: I talked with him earlier. He's rather good at darts, you know.

Remus: Well, before I was heading to the Common Room. I got mad at Peter earlier.

Caradoc: Is he?

Benjy: A fun mess, I take it?

Sirius: About what?

Fabian: I believe so, yes.

Lily: *smiles* I thought so. At least it was more amusing than some pranks...

Gideon: *runs into the jukebox and puts something loud and happy on*

Dorcas: Good. Maybe if you take the boy out of the stuffiness, it'll take the stuffiness out of the boy? *smiles*

Remus: He was asking me what sort of pastries girls like, if I even knew about girls. Then he implied that my furry problem was similiar to girls issues.

Remus: And he's still going after Lily, which is just wrong.

Regulus: I'm outside all of the time.

Caradoc: Isn't that nice.

Dorcas: Hmmm...then why are you so stuffy? Or are you just particularly curt with me?

Sirius: *chooses to ignore the second bit* He still after Lily?

Remus: Yes.

Regulus: I'm not stuffy.

Gideon: *finds his way back to Fabs and Caradoc* How are my favorite drunks! *orders another*

Sirius: And I thought Jamsie was persistent.

Caradoc: Hmph.

Fabian: *sticks his tongue out at him*

Remus: Yes, well, he's Peter.

Remus: Nothing will come of that so its just more irritating than anything else.

Remus: Nevermind what he said to me.

Sirius: You should deck him.

Dorcas: You sure about that?

Remus: I don't do that.

Regulus: Yes.

Dorcas: Prove it.

Caradoc: You're a git, Gideon. And you have horrible taste in music.

Gideon: *grins* I love you both, too

Benjy: Heh, that's true. Like...anything involving some sort of liquid or syrup.

Regulus: How am I supposed to do that?

Gideon: This is a wonderful song!

Dorcas: You figure it out.

Lily: *smiles* Exactly. Or anything involving me falling whenever I try to walk through a classroom door...

Regulus: It's your idea. I don't find it necessary to prove anything.

Caradoc: It's a song? I thought it was just noise.

Dorcas: *shrugs* I guess you really are a stuffy person. What a shame. *climbs a tree*

Fabian: *swaying to the song*

Regulus: I guess so.

Sirius: Just a suggestion.

Gideon: It's an amazing song. I figured I'd play something upbeat! You seemed a bit bummed, even for being plastered

Remus: Obviously.

Castor: *watching from the lake*

Sirius: Sorry. I'll keep it to myself next time.

Benjy: Ah, classroom doors. That sucks. Staircases are bad, too.

Remus: You don't have to keep your suggestions or opinions to yourself, Sirius.

Lily: Oh yes *shakes her head* It's amazing the things people will come up with. I haven't run across anything more harmful than a dungbomb lately, though

Caradoc: Why on earth would I be bummed, Gideon? Why on earth would that be?

Benjy: Unfortunate, really. There'll be no legacy left behind.

Dorcas: *hanging upside down from a branch* So...you're just going to settle for being stuffy?

Gideon: *holds his hands up* Sorry, mate...

Fabian: It's cause his stomache's ready to revolt. Yes?

Regulus: Is there a problem with it?

Caradoc: Something like that.

Lily: *shrugs* I suppose the professors are rejoicing, though

Dorcas: *shrugs* No but I was looking forward to seeing you do something spontaneous.

Gideon: Mayhaps we should get you home?

Regulus: I consider speaking to people as spontaneous enough.

Caradoc: I dunno, I might fall asleep and something might eat me. *glares at gideon*

Fabian: Hm?

Gideon: *snickercough* Why would you say that?

Caradoc: Git.

Dorcas: *giggles* You're probably the only one that considers that spontaneous.

Regulus: That's enough.

Remus: *walking quietly*

Dorcas: You know what I like to do when I feel my life is too stagnant?

Gideon: *innocent smile* What, my dear Caradoc?

Caradoc: Why are you harassing me?

Regulus: Laundry?

Sirius:Y' seen James lately?

Remus: No.

Sirius: Bah.

Gideon: I would never harass! Besides, I have to get what I can out of my system before I'm off *nodnod*

Remus: He's bound to turn up sooner or later.

Dorcas: What? No! I like to do something really silly. Like a funny dance or walk around on my feet a bit.

Caradoc: Right, you're big mission.

Regulus: What do you usually walk around on if not your feet?

Regulus: Maybe you should join the circus then.

Fabian: *bobbing in his seat quietly*

Caradoc: *eyes fabian* Is that why you're out drinking by yourself? Him? *points at gideon*

Gideon: *blinks* Wha? *looks at Fabs*

Dorcas: So funny. *jumps out of the tree*

Regulus: It wasn't meant to be.

Fabian: *head tilt* I thought you were just curious.

Sirius: We need to put a tracking spell on that boy. Y'think he's getting studious or something?

Caradoc: Now I'm curious to know if I'm right.

Remus: James? I doubt it.

Benjy: I think the professors like it too. They're just not allowed to admit it.

Dorcas: It's your turn to do something spontaneous other than talking to people!

Sirius: Hmm. I'll figure out his secret.

Regulus: Why?

Fabian: *quietly* What do you think?

Lily: *snickers* Some of them, I suppose. I'm sure there are quite a few that could do without.

Dorcas: Because I think it'll be good for you!

Caradoc: *kicks gideon*

Benjy: Heh, Slughorn?

Remus: If anyone can, its you.

Gideon: *looking between the two of them* Ow! What?! *pout*

Lily: *snickers* For one. He tries to act easing going, but he's so particular!

Regulus: I don't find it necessary to be randomly spontaneous.

Caradoc: You're a git, Gideon.

Sirius: *bit of a bow* Yeah.

Dorcas: I do and you're the reason why.

Fabian: Caradoc...it's fine.

Benjy: Particular? He's biased!

Gideon: ...*blinks* Wait... *looks at Fabs* You're drinking because of me?

Regulus: I make it necessary for you to be spontaneous?

Lily: *sighs* It's true. And once he latches on to someone he likes, it's impossible to escape! And he just rambles on and on!

Caradoc: *applaudes the slow one*

Fabian: *sighs and rests he head on one hand* Fuck.

Dorcas: ...Tell me have you ever had a good laugh in your life or just do something silly because you can?

Regulus: No.

Gideon: *frowns* Fabs... I'm not going to be gone that long! A week at the most, if that

Fabian: I know, I know.

Benjy: I'm just glad I'm not one of his lucky few. I show up for class and make a run for it.

Lily: I suppose he's not so bad... just... *makes a face* obnoxious

Dorcas: That's what I thought. But here's your chance to change all that! *sits on the grass* Now, do something really spontaneous! No one's watching, so don't worry about that.

Gideon: And our drunken friend will be here still *smiles* You won't even notice I'm gone!

Regulus: I don't want to.

Fabian: Yes.. *faintly* Of course.

Benjy: Obnoxious is a good word for him. Persistent, too.

Dorcas: Why not? It'll be good for you and fun!

Lily: Oh most definitely. Why do you think I sit at the back of that class?

Regulus: Because I don't need to and I don't want to.

Gideon: And Caradoc will take good care of ya, won't you Caradoc?

Caradoc: I have every other time.

Dorcas: Just do one little thing.

Regulus: Like what?

Benjy: Because when you first picked seats in the front, James sat down beside you?

Dorcas: Anything...anything different! Sing, dance, or walk around on your hands.

Gideon: ...Right! I'll be back to bug you both before you know it

Lily: *blushes a bit* Hardly. I wouldn't move merely because of a boy

Benjy: *innocent shrug* Just checking. Could be just because of Slughorn.

Fabian: I'm...going to go. You lads have a good night.

Caradoc: Hey, Fabs, don't be upset.

Gideon: Don't leave, Fabs...

Fabian: Not feeling well. I think the drunk's about to come back up.

Lily; It is. *coughs* Besides, the only reason James probably sat next to me was so that he could copy off of me

Regulus: No. I refuse.

Benjy: Oh. *unconvincingly* That's defintely the only reason.

Gideon: We can accompany you back to the flat

Fabian: It's okay. I'm going to see if I can't walk some of this off, anyway.

Lily: Exactly. *nods to herself, then shakes her head* So, Benjy, what are you doing out and about?

Gideon: *frowns* Are you sure?

Benjy: Well, I was drawing in the library, talking to Regulus and the like, but now I'm wandering out here. I thought of going up to the owlery, but it just seems like too much of an effort, now.

Fabian: Yeah, I'm fine. *stands* Cheers, boys.

Dorcas: It's not like I'm asking you to conjure up a miniature replica of the Taj Mahal! Just something different!

Lily: Well, would you like some company? I haven't a thing to do

Gideon: *stands too* Cheers, Fabs. Sure you're ok...?

Fabian: *hugs him* Be safe, and don't do anything stupid, Gid. I'll be fine.

Regulus: I dislike different

Benjy: Well, I'm actually on my way back to the tower.

Gideon: *smiles and hugs his brother* I'll be extra safe, Fabs. Take care of yourself

Gideon: And no worries about your twin!

Fabian: I will. Night. Cheers, Caradoc.

Dorcas: One small thing? Please.

Fabian: Okay.

Caradoc: If you get sick and you need anyone to hold your hair, you know where to find me. If I'm awake.

Fabian: Likewise, mate.

Regulus: Maybe some other time.

Dorcas: Is that a promise?

Lily: Alright, then. Goodnight Benjy!

Regulus: No. But we'll see.

Benjy: Goodnight, Lily.

Dorcas: We'll see sounds promising. I look forward to it.

Lillian's such a tease~ ;p

2007-07-14T21:25:07Z

Who: Gideon, Augustus, Fabian, Caradoc, Lily, Remus, Benjy, Sirius, Peter, Andromeda, Regulus
Where: The Leaky Cauldron, Caradoc's flat,
When: APR23

WHAT++
+ Peter draws a picture of Lily, then proceeds to flirt with her...
+ Remus and Benjy discuss the problems of the above point
+ Sirius works out by facing off with the Willow
+ Fabian and Caradoc drink and play cards together (and talk about evil clowns)
+ Andromeda and Regulus chat lakeside
+ Gideon and Augustus talk about work and Quidditch in the Leaky

Lily: *in the Great Hall*
Remus: *also in the great hall, doodling on a napkin*
Regulus: *scowlscowl; at the lake*
Caradoc: *out for a jog*
Augustus: *out drinking again*
Fabian: *gardening*
Dumbledore: *reading gideon's letter*
Sirius: *running around*
Benjy: *in ze hall*
Gideon: *out at Diagon Alley looking for broom accessories*

Andromeda: *outside by the lake*
Lily: *nibbling absentmindedly on a roll*
Peter: *absentmindedly turning a donut into a danish and back again*
Remus: *scribblescribble; trying to draw a random person*
Lily: *glances over at Remus* What are you drawing?
Benjy: *balancing saltshakers on top of one another*
Fabian: *hmmhmm, digdig*
Remus: *holds it up* What does it look like?
Lily: *tilts her head* Er... *squints* A troll?
Augustus: *at the leaky cauldron*

Benjy: A scarecrow.
Remus: *looks at the picture; frowns a little* Really?
Remus: *tosses the napkin* This is why I don't draw.
Peter: *starts drawing on a napkin himself in hopes Lily will notice his skills*
Lily: *snickers* I'm sorry... what was it suppose to be?
Remus: It was just a person.
Remus: Sort of.
Benjy: Aha, then I win.
Regulus: *throws rocks in the water*
Sirius: *runrunrun, past the willow*
Lily: Oh... well, a troll is kind of close... *smiles*
Remus: Not really.
Remus: Benjy's guess was closer. He wins the picture. *puts the napkin near benjy*
Lily: *laughs* Hooray for Benjy

Andromeda: *Notes Regulus, conjures herself up some lemonade and figures if he wants to bother, she'll let him initiate*
Benjy: Yay! *folds it up carefully*
Peter: *drawing Lily, telling himself it's a "sign" if she notices*
Regulus: *spots andromeda; figures he hasn't bothered her in awhile but waits a little bit*
Caradoc: *apparates near the prewetts' and jogs up*
Fabian: *patting all the dirt back in place*
Lily: Were you trying to draw anyone in particular?
Caradoc: *jogs up to fabian's garden* 'Ello!
Remus: No, not really. Just a person.
Fabian: *looks up, grins* Hello there.
Caradoc: How is the gardening coming along?
Lily: Ah, ok. *glances at Peter* Are you drawing, too?

Peter: *blushes in spite of himself* Yeah.
Fabian: Good, good. I'll be able to start planting, soon. What're you up to?
Caradoc: Just out for a jog.
Lily: *smiles* It must be arts and crafts day! What are you drawing?
Peter: Oh, just, uh . . . *not sure if he wants to flaunt it, as he doesn't expect hismelf better than Benjy and is a little traumatized by the attention all of a sudden and the success of his bet with the powers that be*
Fabian: *stands and brushes himself off* I'm impressed, considering you don't live in the neighbourhood...
Benjy: *waiting, cause he likes all sorts of art*
Gideon: *looking in a broom shop window*
Caradoc: *laughs* Yeah, it was a hell of a jog.
Remus: *observing; eats a roll*
Regulus: *wanders over to andromeda* What are you doing?
Fabian; *laughs* Well, anything I can do for you, since you've come such a long way? *grins*

Lily: *waiting patiently*
Andromeda: Lemonade and a book. Want some? *Offers her cup*
Peter: Well, jsut look at it. *Pushes it to her; it's clearly a girl, her hair mostly colored in, rather sketchy, not obvious it's Lily but it's kind of like "who else would it be?"*
Caradoc: *shakes his head* Nothing specific. Just thought I'd visit. Where's your prat of a brother?
Regulus: No.
Fabian: Ah, he mentioned something about Diagon...I'm not sure what he's there for, though.
Caradoc: Probably something for that broom of his. It's not normal.
Lily: *looks at it, tilts her head* Oh that's rather good, Peter. Who is she?
Benjy: Not bad. *examines it*
Fabian: Yes, well...it keeps him happy
Caradoc: So would a ball of string.
Peter: Well, I was, uh . . . *swallows, hoping this is the best thing to do, since Benjy did say it was good* trying to draw you.

Remus: *raises and eyebrow and continues eating his roll*
Lily: Oh! Well... it's very flattering *a little weirded out right now*
Benjy: *suddenly interested in the saltshakers again*
Peter: I mean, you were just right there, and all . . . I was, uh, inspired. *panicking, getting sort of sweaty*
Remus: *takes one of benjy's saltshakers*
Andromeda: Want anythingi n particular? Or just . . . here?
Fabian: Only if it was tied to Betsy.
Caradoc: *laughs* Probably.
Regulus: I'm just here. *crosses his arms in front of him*
Sirius: *playing dodge with the Willow*
Andromeda: What a pleasure. *Sips some lemonade* Anything new?
willow: *thwack*

Regulus: No. You?
Sirius: *LEAP*
Fabian: Well, he's been rather bored lately. *picking up various gardening tools*
Lily: Oh, well, it's rather... good. I didn't know you could draw
Caradoc: *helps* He should find himself a girl or something.
Benjy: Hey.
Peter: I draw sometimes. Not much.
Remus: Hm?
willow: *swats at sirius as if he was a fly*
Fabian: I'm sure he'll think about that more once his obsession with his broom has died down. ...he doesn't seem lonely, does he?
Sirius: *dances out of the way as if he were a fly*
Benjy: *only has one saltshaker* I was...playing with that.
Remus: Oh, sorry. I didn't realise when I took it so I could avoid that bit of awkward over there. *points toward peter and lily and gives benjy his saltshaker back*
Benjy: Now that's understandable. *glances at the other two* He does realize that James would knock him in a bit, yeah?

Lily: Oh, well, it's definitely better than anything I could do
Lily: *smiles*
Remus: Probably somewhere in the back of his mind.
Benjy: Oh my. This is not going to end well...
willow: *being an angry willow*
Sirius: *flirting with injury*
Peter: *Grins, now sorto f wants to dissolve on the spot, and considering revoking his belief in that as a sign*
willow: *would be more than happy to injure him*
Lily: So how have classes been going? *changes the freaky subject*
): Remus: No, and he doesn't ever seem to learn... *shakes his head*
Caradoc: Not lonely as such. Just like you said, bored. A girlfriend would take his mind off things.
Fabian: I suppose it could. *takes his things inside*
Andromeda: Relaxing. That's new. It's been a busy past few weeks.

Sirius: *a slippery sort of fellow*
Peter: Pretyt good, I guess. Uh-- you?
Caradoc: *follows fabian* You don't think so?
Benjy: ... Should we try to stop him or something?
Regulus: Has it? I haven't been terribly busy.
Fabian: I think it would depend on the type of girlfriend.
Caradoc: No interns.
Remus: Well, do you think it would work? He'd probably think we were trying to sabotage him.
Andromeda: Wait until you're older. Enjoy it now.
Fabian: *smiles* That I would hope for.
Regulus: You're two years older than me.
Benjy: ...by helping him avoid a skull smashing?
Remus: This is Peter we're talking about. He learns from experience.
Caradoc: We'll save all of them for you, Fabs.

Lily: *shrugs* The same as usual. Though I'm a bit stuck on a Divination essay I have to write. I don't like having to make everything up...
Fabian: *makes a face* No thank you. I've experienced the 'intern'. I'll just pass them off to Jono. Not my type.
Benjy: Okay, was that sarcasm, because I can't really tell.
Caradoc: *laughs*
Remus: *not really sure himself* I guess we better stop him.
Peter: Divination's . . . a silly class. *Frowns empathetically.*
Benjy: Okay. *watches them for a moment* So...how do we go about that?
Andromeda: Yes. With classes two times harder.
Lily: Indeed. I mean, it's all a bunch of drivel!
Fabian: You enjoyed that entirely too much. *dumps his stuff in a box and goes to wash his hands*

Caradoc: *still laughing* I suppose I did. Still do, really.
Fabian: *shakes his head* Oh Caradoc.
Caradoc: *eventually stops laughing; mocks* Oh Fabian.
Fabian: *sticks his tongue out at him*
Caradoc: How rude.
Peter: It really is. It's not really a class.
Fabian: *winks and shrugs* It happens, sometimes.
Caradoc: I'm shocked by this behavior.
Lily: I know. But I suppose it could be worse *shrugs* How is Potions coming?
Remus: I don't know. One of us could shout "Hey, look, it's James!" and see what happens.
Peter: Pretty good. It's hard to keep up, though. I learned what you taught me, but now we're on new stuff I don't understand . . . *tryihg to see if she offers to help again*
Lily: Well, I'm sure you'll catch on *smiles* It's not too difficult

Benjy: That's not really discreet..
Remus: Well, it would work.
Fabian: Really? I've managed to shock you?
Remus: I think I've been around Sirius too long, I don't know what discreet looks like anymore.
Caradoc: Yes.
Benjy: That, mate, is not a good thing.
Sirius: *limping away from the Willow*
Peter: I . .. I hope so. But I'm so bad with learning from books and stuff, you know.
Fabian: Hurrah. Two points to me. *pats dirt out of his shirt*
Remus: I didn't think it was, really. *sighs* Any other suggestions?

Lily: You just have to come up with a system. Something that works specifically for you *nods*
Caradoc: Points for what? Are we competing for something?
willow: *wins*
Gideon: *goes to the Leaky Cauldron for a drinky*
Augustus: *still there*
Fabian: I don't know, and competition really depends on the prize.
Peter: Do you have any suggrestions?
Caradoc: *shrugs* Well, you're the one awarding yourself points.
Fabian: It was a joke, Caradoc. I was playing.
Lily: Well, you could try flash cards. We used those all the time when I was younger.
Peter: Hmm, maybe. And then I gte someone to quiz me, right? *Figures this is insurance for later help*
Gideon: *orders a drink and chills at the bar*

Caradoc: I am well aware of this, Fabian. Honestly.
Augustus: *spots gideon and drifts over* Hello there.
Lily: I suppose, though you can do it by yourself, too
Peter: I guess.
Fabian: Oh. Okay.
Sirius: *hobbles into the great hall*
Caradoc: *smiles* So what are you going to do now that your gardening is done for the day?
Fabian: I am going to change my clothes, and then I am otherwise undetained.
Caradoc: Any chance I could borrow your shower? Although I guess I could pop back to my flat...
Fabian: That's fine - go for it.

Gideon: *blinks and looks over at Augustus* Hello there. ...Have we met?
Caradoc: Sure you don't mind?
Lily: It does help sometimes to have a friend go over it with you. Maybe Remus will help?
Remus: *hears his name and glances over*
Peter: He's pretty good, though Potions aren't his thing so much.
Lily: Oh I'm sure Remus is excellent at Potions, right Remus? *looks over at him*
Fabian: Don't worry about it. You're here, and I'm not a shower-nazi.
Benjy: Of course he is.
Sirius: *approaching the Gryff table*
Peter: *wondering why Benjy is speaking for Remus*
Remus: *shrugs a little; spots Sirius* What's wrong?
Sirius: *plops down at the table* Wrong, love? Who said there was anything wrong?

Lily: *quirks an eyebrow* You look... exhausted
Sirius: I was..jumping.
Lily: Uh-huh...
Sirius: ...around..
Remus: You were walking oddly.
Caradoc: Alright, thanks mate. *heads for the shower*
Sirius: ...and possibly into things...
Benjy: Intentionally?
Sirius: No. Not intentionally.
Augustus: Yes, once.

Fabian: *goes to change*
Gideon: Ahh *drinks* I can't remember if I liked you or not... refresh my memory?
Caradoc: *showers; lalala*
Augustus: I've no idea if you liked me or not. I met you when you were here with your brother once.
Fabian: *matching socks*
Gideon: Ah, I see. Well, nice to see you again, then *smiles and drinks*
Sirius: So, how is everyone? *reaches across the table for the pitcher of misc.juice*
Augustus: Indeed.
Remus: *narrows his eyes at sirius briefly then turns to lily* You really shouldn't lead Peter on.
Lily: *blinks* What?
Gideon: So I get the feeling we were never properly introduce. *holds his hand out* I'm Gideon Prewett *grins*
Fabian: *walking around without a shirt on - looking for a certian shirt*

Augustus: I know, actually. *takes his hand and shakes it* I'm Augustus Rookwood.
Benjy: Peter.
Benjy: And the flirting?
Caradoc: *done showering and then realises that his clothes are dirty, shrugs and gets dressed and wanders out*
Lily: *makes a face* I was not flirting! I don't flirt.
Sirius: *snorts*
Remus: *wasn't going to use the f-word* It's just that he might have a crush on you... And we don't want James killing him and hiding him in a trunk somewhere.
Gideon: *quirks an eyebrow* Nice to meet you, Augustus. How is it that you know my name?
Lily: First of all, why on earth would Peter have a crush on me? And, second of all, why would Potter even care?
Augustus: You told me last time. And your brother might've mentioned you once or twice. *drinks his drink*
Fabian: *found his shirt!* *shakes it out*

Gideon: Ah, I see! Well, nice to meet you again, then
Benjy: Because it's Peter, Lily.
Sirius: And because James is James and you are Lily.
Lily: *blushes a little* Ha ha. Well, I was simply trying to be nice...
Caradoc: *wanders around looking for fabian*
Remus: Peter sees it as encouragement.
Fabian: *humming, pulls the shirt on starts the buttons*
Lily: Do you suggest I tell him to get lost? I'm not going to be mean to him just because you think he has a crush on me
Caradoc: *finds fabian by his humming but stays quiet*
Remus: No, just... be indifferent. Or mention James.
Lily: *shakes her head* You lot are being ridiculous
Sirius: He's a very delusional lad.

Gideon: *drinks* So what brings you to the bar this evening, Augustus?
Fabian: *does all the buttons up, then reconsiders and undoes the top two**humhum*
Lily: *rolls her eyes* Fine. If you think I'm 'leading him on', I'll try to... not do so.
Augustus: The same thing as every evening. Escaping from my wife. *drinks*
Caradoc: *watching; being creepy*
Sirius: It's for the best, Lillian. *swipes a cookie off the table*
Remus: We would've bring it up if we didn't think it was a problem, Lily.
Gideon: *laughs* I see. The missus causing you troubles?
Lily: *sighs* Fine, fine. *grabs a roll and nibbles*
Augustus: *sighs* She's just unpleasant most of the time.
Fabian: *turns around as sees Caradoc* Oh! Um. Hi.
Caradoc: Boo

Gideon: Why'd you marry her, then?
Fabian: *slighly embaressed* Been there long?
Augustus: She's beautiful and she wasn't always unpleasant.
Caradoc: No, not really. Sorry.
Fabian: No...it's fine. Just startled me.
Gideon: Beauty isn't really a reason to marry someone...
Sirius: Good lass. *examines a scratch on his arm*
Lily: What were you doing, Sirius...?
Sirius: *avoidy* Running, jumping... accidently running into things.
Lily: Of course...
Remus: What sort of things?

Augustus: For you, perhaps.
Caradoc: Sorry about that.
Gideon: Well, from what you're saying, it wasn't such a fab idea for you, either. I'm more of a personality guy myself
Fabian: *looks at him for a moment, then goes into the kitchen* Really, don't worry about it. It's fine.
Augustus: Well, it didn't hurt that her family is fantastically rich.
Sirius: Er, trees?
Remus: You were playing with the Whomping Willow, weren't you?
Sirius: Oh look! Juice! *drinks some*
Caradoc: *feels like an idiot now; clears his throat and heads toward the living room*
Fabian: *making tea* Do you want anything?
Remus: *rolls his eyes* You are lucky you are in one piece.
Caradoc: No... Thank you... *sits on the sofa*
Sirius: ...it keeps me on my toes.

Fabian: *humhumtea*
Gideon: *snorts* I suppose that's a... slightly worse reason... *drinks*
Remus: *stays quiet; drinks tea*
Lily: You're insane...
Augustus: *shrugs*
Sirius: Or fit.
Remus: Or daft.
Sirius: Or nimble.
Lily: I'm sticking with insane
Gideon: Why didn't you marry for love?

Augustus: Because money is more convenient.
Remus: *drinks tea*
Sirius: Fine. *drinks his juice*
Caradoc: *flips through a nearby book*
Lily: *smiles and shakes her head*
Gideon: I suppose. But marrying for money is so... distasteful *makes a face and finishes off his drink*
Fabian: *goes into the living room with a teacup, sits down on the other side of the couch*
Augustus: *just sort of looks at him and drinks*
Caradoc: Well, want to do anything?
Fabian: Sure. I've nothing else planned.
Caradoc: Great. Any ideas as to what?
Fabian: Damn, I was hoping you already had one. Um..

Caradoc: You know me, Fabs. My freetime is spent here with you or drinking. I'm already here with you.
Gideon: *orders another drink* Of course, who am I to judge *shrugs*
Remus: *eats another roll*
Augustus: Who indeed.
Gideon: Let's talk about something else. What do you do for a living?
Augustus: Department of Mysteries. That's about all I can tell you without killing you. *drinks* You?
Fabian: Well, Gideon's at Diagon, and since he's not back, there's a high chance in a pub somewhere. As for drinking here, there's the usual, and a bottle of green stuff that Jono brought back for me from Paris.
Caradoc: Green stuff?
Fabian: Yeah. I don't know what it is.
Caradoc: Jobo just brings you stuff in a bottle? It might be acid. He's always looked shifty to me.
Fabian: If it were acid, wouldn't it go through the bottle?
Fabian: *wonders about the safety of his cupboards*

Caradoc: It could be a special bottle.
Fabian: *goes to get it* It didn't feel special.
Caradoc: Well, I could just be paranoid, you know me.
Remus: *quietly drinks his tea*
Gideon: Interesting... I'm an Auror myself *drinks* Though I'm more of a paper-pusher these days... *pouts*
Fabian: No, no. We're not doing the paranoid talk again. *hands him the bottle* Now. Does this look acidic?
Augustus: Well, pushing paper means nothing's happening that an auror is needed for. That should be good, right?
Caradoc: Yes, it's green liquid.
Fabian: *sits on one arm of the sofa* He said it was a booze of some sort.
Gideon: *frowns* Yes.. I suppose...

Caradoc: Hmm... *opens the bottle*
Augustus: Or are you one of those war-mongers?
Gideon: I'm not a war-monger. I don't approve of ignoring a clearly dangerous situation, though
Augustus: I'm sure it's not being ignored.
Gideon: *scoffs* Right...
Fabian: *waiting* Well?
Caradoc: *takes a sip and coughs*
Augustus: You sound like a bit of an alarmist to me.
Fabian: Caradoc! *pulls at the bottle* What the hell?
Gideon: *shrugs* That's what they all say.
Caradoc: It didn't smell like poison, calm down. It's just really bitter.
Augustus: So you've been told this before?

Gideon: Quite a few times actually *drinks* I've gotten used to it *shrugs*
Augustus: I'm sure one would after awhile.
Fabian: Not all poisons have a scent, you know... Do you feel all right?
Gideon: They just don't know all the details.
Caradoc: Well, it doesn't taste like poison either. I feel fine. It's a little strong though, it goes straight to your head.
Fabian: *smells it* *pulls the bottle away and takes a drink*
Caradoc: Well?
Augustus: What details?
Fabian: *coughs* Yeah, that's strong.

Caradoc: That's saying something coming from me. It'll probably knock you unconscious if you drink anymore.
Gideon: *drinks and shrugs* Nothing. *shakes his empty glass* Psh! But let's talk about something more amusing!
Fabian: *rubs his eyes and hands the bottle back* Mhm.
Augustus: Such as?
Gideon: *shrugs* What amuses you?
Caradoc: *takes another sip and puts the bottle down; putting the top back on it*
Augustus: *shrugs* Lots of different things. What about you?
Fabian: I...think. Jono's an arse.
Caradoc: Really? That's incredibly random, Fabian. Although I've always thought he was an arse, why do you think I call him Jobo?
Fabian: It's not random, because he -knows- I'm a lightweight. And I just thought it was because you can't be bothered to call him anything else.

Caradoc: Maybe he thought it would help loosen you up a bit. Or he was trying to knock you unconscious, although I don't see where there would be fun in that unless he was around.
Caradoc: And I call him Jobo because it seems to irritate him. And it sounds like a clown's name. It suits him better.
Gideon: Flying! Well... brooms in general. Magnificent inventions, don't you think?
Augustus: Yes, I can't complain about flying too much. I don't do it as much as I did in school though.
Fabian: I don't think he was trying to knock me uncontious - that's a very un-clown like thing to do, don't you think?
Caradoc: *seriously* Clowns are evil, Fabs.
Fabian: Really? They're always so jolly.
Fabian: Like Kringle.
Caradoc: They're trying to lure you into a false sense of security. And look what it's got you, a bottle of green liquid that'll have you drunk in two sips.
Fabian: I will not! Damn clowns.
Caradoc: Here here!

Fabian: Damn clowns! *reaches for the bottle*
Gideon: It's marvelous! I can't get enough of it, meself
Augustus: So you like to fly, did you play Quidditch in school?
Caradoc: You sure you want to drink that?
Fabian: *pauses* ...do I?
Caradoc: I dunno, do you?

Fabian: ... Hm. *examines the bottle*
Gideon: *grins* I was a Chaser for the Gryffs back in the day. Loved it!
Caradoc: *looks at it as well*
Augustus: Ah, I played beater.
Fabian: Hm. *puts it back* Perhaps not tonight.
Caradoc: *nods*
Gideon: Really? Wonderful game, isn't it?
Fabian: *smiles*
Augustus: Yes, I wish I still had time for it these days.
Caradoc: Soooo, now what?
Gideon: There's always time for something you love! *drinks*
Fabian: Well, drinking's outisuppose, since that's a hard knock. *rests his arms on his head* I don't know.
Caradoc: Ah, well. I dunno either. I'm horrible at thinking of things to do.
Fabian: *flops on the couch* Whaddid we use to do?
Caradoc: Drink, if I remember correctly. I probably don't though because I was most likely drunk.
Fabian: I have cards somewhere.

Caradoc: Cards. Alright, if you can find them what do you want to play?
Augustus: Not always.
Gideon: If you love it enough, you make time
Augustus: I suppose I just don't love it enough then.
Fabian: Well. Old Maid of course. *looks under the couch*
Gideon: *shrugs* I'm sure there's something you care about enough that you make time for
Augustus: Drinking?
Gideon: *laughs* Whatever works *drinks*
Fabian: *stumbles away to scrounge for cards*
Caradoc: Be careful.
Fabian: I am not afraid of cards, thank you.
Caradoc: *laughs* I was talking about your stumbling.

Fabian: Oh. Well, I'm not afraid of the stumbling either. *rummaging through the bookshelf*
Caradoc: *sniffles* Fabian, you're so brave.
Fabian: Of course I am. *holds a pack of cards triumphantly* Tada!
Caradoc: Excellent job.
Fabian: *plops back down on the couch; tosses the cards to Caradoc* Your deal.
Caradoc: *starts shuffling the cards* Alright then.
Fabian: Mmhmm.

Gid Must Also Learn to Knock Like a Normal Person

2007-07-14T07:15:15Z

Who: RANDOM Dumbledore, Gideon, Lucius, Caradoc, Augustus, Fabian, Lily, Sirius, Remus, Regulus, Benjy, Castor!
Where: Prewett Flat, Caradoc's flat, Library, Lakeside
When: APR 20

WHAT++
+ Benjy sings loudly outside and disturbs Regulus; they talk about things
+ Sirius takes Lily to the old astronomy platform - on the tallest Hogwarts tower
+ Gideon scares the crap out of Caradoc, and Fabian visits as well

Lucius: *diagon alley*
Remus: *library*
Regulus: *lake*
Gideon: *flat*
Lily: *hall*
Caradoc: *in his flat*
Augustus: *actually doing work for a change*
Dumbledore: *cameo appearance*
Fabian: *gardening*

Gideon: *reaaaaaally wishes he could get a field assignment; so very bored*
Sirius: *hall*
Benjy: *walking around the lake, smoking*
Lily: *bumps into Sirius* Oh... hello!
Sirius: Why hello, Lillian. Am I taking up too much of the hall? *winks*
Lily: *smiles* Ha ha. No, I'm just off in my own little world this evening...
Sirius: Is it nice there?
Lily: Eh, it has it moments.
Regulus: *being antisocial*
Fabian: *lala, weeding*

Remus: *reading a book about man eating plants*
Caradoc: *slowly becoming a hermit*
Augustus: *pondering things in the department of mysteries*
Gideon: *making floating cloud animals with his wand and having them fight each other*
Sirius: So, what's on the agenda tonight?
Lily: *shrugs* A vast amount of wandering aimlessly. I'm off patrol duty tonight.. not sure what to do with myself
Sirius: I have several suggestions, but you, my dear, are not quite the audience to give them to. *smiles*
Lily: *quirks an eyebrow* I'm guessing it's a list of things that would most likely land me in detention, is it not?
Sirius: And me for suggesting them.
Remus: *still reading his book on plants that eat people*
Lily: *smiles* I see. Have anything a bit more tame for us boring people?
Benjy: *smokesmoke*

Fabian: *goes inside, all dirty*
Cloud!lion: *mauling a cloud!zebra*
Fabian: Oh dear.
Gideon: I'm BORED. *let's loose a cloud!hyena to scavange the cloud!zebra leftover as the cloud!lion goes to bask in the sun*
Fabian: *watching.* So I can see. *trailing dirt around*
Gideon: *glances over* How's the garden going?
Castor: Mew
Caradoc: *asleep on his couch*
Regulus: *tossing things in the lake; stops after hearing the mew*
Remus: *disturbed that there are plants big enough to eat people*
Sirius: Hm. Well, I suppose. Let me take you on a tour of the school, Lillian.
Lily: Hmm... alright then. Where to first?
Castor: *watching Regulus from afar, sad mew*

Regulus: ...
Fabian: Swimmingly. *conjours a cloud rhino to romp around*
Gideon: *watches the cloud rhino run by* Mmm... wanna go visit Caradoc?
Fabian: Hm. *smiles* Sure. Let me wash up, though.
Gideon: Alright! I'll be here with the zoo
Fabian: Okay - if you want to head over without me, that's fine too. *goes to shower*
Sirius: Come, let us go somewhere high up. *leads down a hallway*
Lily: Alright *follows*
Gideon: Sounds like a plan! *apparates to Caradoc's apartment and knocks*
Caradoc: *asleep*
Benjy: *singing loudly*
Gideon: *knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock*
Fabian: *showering*

Sirius: Now, Lillian, how much of this school do you think you know?
Caradoc: *could sleep through the blitzkrieg*
Caradoc: *doesn't lock his door*
Regulus: *hears a loud noise* Be quiet!
Remus: *freaked out by his book and puts it off to the side*
Lily: Pretty much all of it... I wander around every other night after all
Gideon: *wanders in* CARADOC!!!!
Sirius: And just how far up do you think you've been? Wait - what's the highest place you've been to?
Lily: *thinks* The Astronomy Tower, I suppose
Caradoc: *jumps awake and falls off his couch* What the bloody hell is your problem?!

Remus: *readread*
Benjy: I WANT TO BREAK FREEEEEE *sings louder*
Sirius: Ah, Lillian. *stops in front of a portrait* You've barely touched the sky.
Gideon: *smiles* So you're awake, grand!
Fabian: *drying his hair*
Lily: *stops and tilts her head* You don't say...?
Sirius: *murmurs something to the portrait, and the canvas fades away to darkness* I do say.
Caradoc: *trying not to die* Yes, I'm awake.
Lily: *blinks and smiles* I can see this is going to be interesting
Regulus: Shut up.
Benjy: *pauses* *takes a deep breath* GOD KNOWS. GOD KNOWS I WANT TO BREAK FREEEEEEEEEEEE. *stops* You're a very irritable person.

Gideon: *smiles and leans over him* Fabs and I came to visit. Well... right now it's just me, but Fabs is on his way
Regulus: You're an obnoxious person.
Caradoc: And you can't wake people up normally? *gets up off the floor*
Benjy: Only right now. I'm not usually.
Regulus: Are you doing it on purpose then?
Fabian: *looking for a socks that match his shirt, cause you just know he does that sort of thing*
Benjy: *sits down* It's a compulsion. I blame my dormmates. *quiet*
Sirius: *falls into the darkness*
Gideon: *shrugs* You woke up, didn't you? *pokes* All in one piece, too
Lily: Meh... *follows*

Regulus: It is quite easy to blame them for pretty much anything. *actually knows who benjy is, surprisingly enough*
Sirius: *they appear in an old office with big windows*
Caradoc: *swats gid's hand away* I'm mad at you. *wanders into the kitchen area* Want anything to drink?
Benjy: *memorable* Well, they are the cause of most things.
Fabian: *examining the contents of his refrigerator*
Gideon: *snickers* Any butterbeer in there?
Regulus: That's probably giving them too much credit.
Lily: *blinks once she arrives, tilts her head* Where are we?
Caradoc: *gets two out and tosses one at gideon*
Caradoc: Why the *glare* surprise */glares* visit?
Benjy: Is it, though?

Gideon: *catches it and smiles sweetly* Do I need a reason to visit my best mate and scare him half to death? Though the second part was completely unintentional
Caradoc: I suppose not. But you don't visit all that often.
Sirius: *goes over to a window* We, dear Lillian, are in the old astronomy classroom. See that platform down there? *points*
Gideon: *pops the top and drinks* I know, but I figured I'd remedy that.
Lily: *walks over and looks out the window, nods* Yeah.
Caradoc: Alright. *drinks some butterbeer* How's work?
Sirius: That's the current one. See where Jamesy and I knocked a piece of the railing off?
Gideon: Dull as piss! I've never been so bored...
Lily: *eyes widen* Really? Oh my... How come I've never noticed this tower before? And *how* did you guys manage to break the railing...?
Caradoc: Really? I thought they'd have you working on that thing.
Gideon: ...What thing?
Sirius: Because we're always looking at stars, not the school, and because things happen. *shifty eyes* So. Shall we go up?

Caradoc: *shrugs* Something's happened and a bunch of people in my deparment were all worked up. They said that they were going to get the Aurors involved. In fact, I know they did. I guess they passed you up.
Lily: *smiles* Sure. Just don't break anything
Sirius: If we're careful, that won't be an issue. *pushes the glass of the window open*
Lily: ...Is there a reason we're going out the window?
Gideon: .........*downs the rest of his butterbeer*
Sirius: To go up? *gets up on the window sil* There's a reason they're so big, Lillian.
Gideon: Anything stronger, mate?
Fabian: *packing chicken sandwiches*
Caradoc: No, sorry.
Caradoc: *chuckling to himself; drinks*

Gideon: ...*narrows his eyes* Are you kidding with me?
Caradoc: Would I do such a cruel thing?
Lily: Meh... *walks over and climbs out* Ehhh.... I don't think I like this...
Fabian: *apparate!*
Gideon: Yes. *pouts*
Sirius: *shuffling down the ledge to a metal ladder* It's all good - sky's the limit!
Caradoc: You deserve it. *drinks*
Regulus: Yes, it is.
Lily: *as close to the side of the tower as possible, shuffles slowly* Eek eek eek....
Gideon: Hmph! So cruel!
Sirius: *moves over so she can climb up* You first. It's not far up, okay?
Lily: *shuffle* If I die, I'm haunting you. *starts to climb*

Sirius: You're not going to die.
Sirius: *innocent smile*
Gideon: Seriously, though, you'd think they'd be bursting with things for us to do...
Caradoc: Maybe it's just quiet right now. Don't jinx it.
Lily: Huh... *climbs and makes sure not to look down*
Fabian: *knocks on the door*
Caradoc: Come on in!
Gideon: Yeah, yeah... *glances towards the door*
Fabian: *does so* Hello!
Sirius: *climbs up after her*
Lily: *gets to the top and finds a not too close to the edge spot*

Caradoc: Hello there, Fabian. Want something to drink?
Gideon: Hello Fabs!
Fabian: Sure - I brought chicken sandwiches. Hi Gid!
Gideon: Mmm, chicken sandwiches
Sirius: *climbs up* Now, Lillian. -This- is high above Hogwarts.
Lily: *looks around and smiles* It's amazing...
Sirius: *grins an looks around* Why, yes it is.
Caradoc: *gets up and heads into the kitchen again* Anything in particular?
Benjy: Well. *tosses a rock in the lake* I hear Dorcas has been giving you a bit of trouble.
Fabian: Not especially. Surprise me.
Gideon: *goes over and pokes Fabs* Chicken sandwich?
Lily: How did you guys find this place?
Caradoc: *brings out another thing of butterbeer because its the only thing he has that isn't tea or milk* Here you go.
Regulus: *rolls his eyes* She's more of an annoyance.

Fabian: *takes it* Thank you. *hands Gideon a sandwich and offers one to Caradoc*
Caradoc: *shakes his head* No thanks. *sits back down*
Fabian: *puts it back in the box*
Sirius: *winks at her* We don't just watch the stars during astronomy. And we get places.
Gideon: *yay! munches* Thanks, Fabs! *goes and sits on the floor next to the couch* So what craziness shall we get into now that we're all present?
Lily: *smiles* So it's a secret. Understood. *looks around again and breathes in the air* Which of you found this particular spot?
Sirius: *shrugs* I unno. Probably Jamesy, broom and all.
Caradoc: I dunno, I'm pretty close to my quota on craziness today thanks to some person.
Fabian: *sits down somewhere* What happened?
Caradoc: Your brother nearly scared me to death.

Gideon: *innocent look* Never!
Fabian: ...did you climb in a window?
Lily: Hmm... It's nice...
Caradoc: He snuck in the front door while I was asleep.
Gideon: It was open! Which isn't all that safe, by the way, mate
Caradoc: The lock is broken and I haven't bothered fixing it... But that's not the point.
Fabian: *frown* You should really fix that.
Sirius: Of course it is. *examining the people walking around the grounds*
Caradoc: I will... Not the point, though.
Gideon: *coughs* I was just demonstrating what could happen!
Benjy: Is everyone an annoyance, in general?

Caradoc: Liar.
Regulus: Not when they don't bother me.
Lily: Do you lot come up here often?
Remus: *ditches the library and goes for a walk*
Gideon: *innocent look*
Sirius: Here? No, not really. Bit chilly most days.
Lily: Agreed. What other spots to you guys have around here?
Sirius: The better question would be what spots -don't- we have around here.
Benjy: *nods* I see.
Lily: *smiles* I must say, I'm impressed. If only you all would put this amount of dedication into your schoolwork
Sirius: *grins* Don't need to.
Sirius: Well, cept for Rems, but that's different.

Lily: *rolls her eyes* Copying off of Remus does not count as doing your schoolwork...
Regulus: Do you really?
Sirius: Like he'd let me copy his homework. *shakes head*
Lily: *gives Sirius a look* Right... He's certainly the only one of you I've ever seen actually doing his homework *smiles*
Benjy: Yes. *looks out at the lake* People are lovely and beautiful, and you can make all the assumptions about them you want, but then they open their mouth, and suddenly you have to deal with personality and words and -them-.
Sirius: I do my homework!
Regulus: *stays quiet because he actually does see, apparently*
Caradoc: *drinks his butterbeer; occasionally glaring at gideon because he doesn't let things die*

Fabian: If you got hit in the back of the head with a tea cup, would you consider that something to start a fight over? *drinks his butterbeer*
Gideon: *giving Caradoc his best 'don't hate me' eyes*
Caradoc: Yes
Caradoc: Well, it would depend.
Fabian: On?
Lily: Mmmhm... *shivers a bit* It is getting a bit chilly up here...
Caradoc: Was it aimed at me? Who threw it? Was it even thrown or did it fall on me? How drunk was I? There's a variety of things. Why?
Sirius: Alas - no offering of coats, since I neither have one, nor should offer it to you. Inside?
Fabian: Just curious.
Benjy: *flops back to lie in the grass*
Lily: Inside sounds lovely. *looks down* .......You go first...
Sirius: *hops down*
Caradoc: Strange thing to be curious about.
Fabian: *shrug*

Gideon: Agreed... Are you planning on chucking tea cups around?
Fabian: Clearly, I'm drinking a butterbeer. *does so*
Lily: Meh... *climbs back down very slowly*
Gideon: *whispers to Caradoc* Watch out for flying bottles *winks*
Remus: *walking*
Caradoc: Better a bottle than my teacups, I don't have that many.
Regulus: *sulking*
Fabian: Bottle would hurt more, though.
Gideon: He has a valid point
Sirius: *climbs back into the classroom*
Lily: *follows him back in and lets out a breath* Solid ground... thank Merlin...

Sirius: Not a flyer?
Lily: Not especially... I'm not a fan of heights
Sirius: Ahhh...okay.
Sirius: ...well, sorry about that, then.
Benjy: *glances at Regulus; eyebrow raise*
Regulus: ...What?
Lily: No no! That was nice *smiles* I need to be more adventurous, anyways
Benjy: I dunno. Was I wrong?
Regulus: Not really.
Benjy: Oh. .... Okay then.
Sirius: Ever talked to portraits in the castle, Lillian?
Lily: I can't say as I have. Well... beyond the Fat Lady
Sirius: Wanna be adventurous? Ask them stuff you wanna know.
Lily: Hmm... I'll have to try that...

L.C. fights just ain't what they used to be :/

2007-07-14T02:25:04Z

Alrighty. As usual, when I post chats, I post them in clusters. Mhm. I have chats backdated to April. Mhm. Sooo...sorry. ^^; And editing them takes longer, now. ~~Silly AIM.~~

Who: Remus, Regulus, Caradoc, Augustus, James, Dorcas, Benjy, Sirius, Fabian
Where: library, halls, lakeside, Leaky Cauldron
When: APR 18

What:
+ Regulus decides to annoy Dorcas back (and succeeds)
+ Dorcas and Benjy talk about Regulus
+ James, Sirius and Remus are altogether and dramatics ensue
+ Augustus and Fabian chat and throw a teacup at some dude
+ Caradoc plays some cards. Woe.

Remus: *bouncing a ball off the wall in the entrance hall*
Regulus: *not even bothering going outside; sulks in the library*
Caradoc: *playing solitaire on the coffee table in his flat*
Augustus: *at the leaky cauldron liquoring some people up*
Sirius: *wearing his faerie earring proudly*
Benjy: *in a hallway*
Fabian: *in Diagon*
James: *coming out of the Great Hall and going outside*
Dorcas: *eating an apple; studying by the lake*

Remus: *yawns and tosses the ball*
Sirius: *catches the ball*
James: *spots Sirius and Remus* Should I cry now that I can see both of you at once?
Sirius: It might not be manly, you realize.
James: *fake-sniffles* I don't think I can handle it...*hand over head*
Sirius: Be strong, Jamesy! *wide teary eyes* We'll get through this together!
James: *clutches Sirius' shoulders* I can't do it, mate! I dunno if I can take it!
Remus: Can I have the ball back?
James: We're havin a moment here!
James: *gives Remus dirty look*

Remus: Sorry, continue.
Sirius: He's hiding his pain, Prongs. *sob* It's his way. *tosses the ball back* Be strong, Rems!
Remus: *catches* I'll do my best.
Regulus: *looks out the window towards the lake and scowls*
Augustus: *bored; yawns and drinks some firewhisky*
James: He's hurting so bad, he doesn't even know it.
Sirius: So tragic!
Fabian: *goes to the Leaky for a brief drink*
Dorcas: *yawns; flips page*
Augustus: *twirls a pretzel on a straw*

Regulus: *heads outside because the library just doesn't work for him*
Fabian: *orders tea*
James: *throws self at Remus* You don't understand how it feels to miss someone so bad.
Remus: *pats James on the head* You're right. I know nothing of your misery, I apologize.
James: I'm miserable, you've cheated on me, I have nothing left.
Remus: How can I ever make it up to you, James?
James; I don't know if this wound in my heart will ever heal.
Sirius: *wonders what they're dramatisizing anymore*
Remus: That's unfortunate then.
Sirius: We'll have to get you a new heart, I suppose.
James: Remus has my old one.

Dorcas: *rolls on back; reads*
Remus: It's in the bottom of my trunk.
James: That's cold.
Regulus: *stalks outside and goes to a different spot by the lake*
Remus: Well, I am a heartless bastard. Although not entirely heartless, I suppose. I do have yours.
Augustus: *spots fabian and wanders over* Hello there!
Caradoc: *cheats at solitaire*
Fabian: Why hello. *smiles* Fancy seeing you here.
Augustus: I am always here. I should invest. *smiles* How are you?
Dorcas: *sees upside down Regulus; rolls back over* 'Lo there.
Regulus: Hello.

Fabian: That might be wise, then. I'm all right. How are you?
Dorcas: Beautiful day. *rolls on to back*
Regulus: I suppose.
Augustus: *shrugs* I'm just fine. Where are your bodyguards?
Fabian: *laughs* They aren't my bodyguards. I assume they're out living their lives and such.
Sirius: Well then. Am I just unloved or something? *sniffle*
Augustus: Really? Maybe it's just their hobby then.
Remus: *wanders over and hugs sirius* Of course not. James just can't let go.
Dorcas: Forgot my name again, did you?
Regulus: Dorcas, no. I never did, actually.
Sirius: Let go? Was there holding on?

Remus: Jealous?
Sirius: Yes?
Dorcas: *sits up* Then why did you...? I'm confused.
Fabian: *amused* Keeping me out of trouble is a hobby? How odd.
Regulus: I enjoy people's reactions. Yours was amusing.
Augustus: Maybe I'm wrong, what do I know. They seem to take it seriously though.
Dorcas: *pouts* Real mature!
Regulus: *shrugs* I enjoyed it.
Dorcas: I'm glad I entertained you but I must return to my book.
Regulus: You're angry then?
Fabian: Well, I guess. It's just because I'm youngest, I suppose. *shrugs*

Augustus: Ah, you're the baby. That makes sense then. *drinks*
Dorcas: Naturally! Where do you get off toying with people's emotions for your own amusement?
Regulus: *shrugs*
Fabian: Mhm. *drinks his tea*
Dorcas: You have nothing to say for yourself? Nothing at all?
Regulus: What should I have to say for myself?
Augustus: *sighs and drinks again* It's dull in here tonight.
Remus: *smiles* Really?
Fabian: The Leaky Cauldron has its ups and downs, I find. Either it's all fists and darts, or the paint's drying.
Dorcas: Right, *throws book in bag angrily* I suppose a word of apology is too much for you, Black.

Augustus: Indeed. We could start a fight.
Fabian: For what purpose?
Regulus: Why are you so angry?
Augustus: *shrugs* Something to do.
Fabian: I'm afraid I'm not much for brawling. Sorry.
Augustus: Ah, well. It was worth a shot.
Fabian: You could start a fight, though, and I can patch you up afterwards, if you like.
Augustus: No, it's no fun by myself.
Fabian: Well, the next time my 'bodyguards' are here, you can try asking them. More their thing.
Dorcas: People aren't playthings.
Augustus: Maybe I will.
Regulus: It's not as if I manipulated you to kill someone or something. Stop overreacting.

Sirius: Should I be?
Remus: No, of course not.
Dorcas: You toyed with my feelings and made a fool of me, I think I'm reacting fine.
Regulus: Made a fool of you? You did that all on your own.
Sirius: Ah, then, I probably am, aren't I>
Fabian: *smiles* Of course.
Remus: It's James... That's just disturbing.
Augustus: You come in here a lot.
Augustus: Not as much as me, but still.
Dorcas: Of course..well, being foolish is quite tiring. I'll be off. *heads inside*
Regulus: Well, that's your perogative. Girls always overreact anyway. I should've known better.

Sirius: Love the lad, but true.
Remus: *smiles* See? Not a thing to be jealous about.
Dorcas: *swings back around* I really don't have the patience if this is because you're bored and trying to rile me up.
Regulus: Apparently I've already done that.
Sirius: Of course not, love. Hey...what's my present, hm?
Fabian: It's a familiar hang out. Been coming here for years.
Dorcas: *laughs* I can get angrier.
Augustus: I suppose that's true for alot of people.
Remus: No guesses?
Regulus: Really? That's interesting.
Sirius: Well, I know you're a present, I think, because it was you with a bow...

Remus: Are you sure?
Sirius: ...no.
Fabian: Yes, I suppose it is. *smiles*
Remus: *laughs* You're on the right track.
Dorcas: Don't start, I can't be held accountable for my actions.
Sirius: Reeemusss. *pouts*
Augustus: Besides, as large as our community is, there are very few places to actually go.
Regulus: Please.
Remus: I'll give you another hint, close your eyes.
Sirius: *does so*
Remus: *digs around in his pocket and puts a piece of chocolate in his hand* Ok. I like your earring, by the way. *laughs a little*

Fabian: Well, if we want to stay at a wizard pub, yes.
Dorcas: I must be off. Have a nice day, Black. *heads inside, again*
Regulus: Bye then.
Augustus: Yes, but anything else isn't quite the same.
Sirius: *examines what's in his hand with a grin* Thank you. And thank you. *picks up Remus* Chocolate, eh?
Remus: Yes. Do you approve?
Sirius: Very much so!
Remus: Brilliant.
Fabian: I suppose not.
Caradoc: *got bored with solitaire a long time ago; building a house of cards*

Dorcas: So frustrating. *glares at him over her shoulder*
Augustus: *finishes off his drink* Muggle places are dull as are most of the people.
Regulus: *waves just to make her angrier*
Fabian: Depends where you go.
Augustus: Really? They've all seemed the same to me.
Fabian: Then perhaps you always go to the same type of place.
Dorcas: *sticks out tongue* What an arse.
Augustus: Perhaps. That's always possible.
Regulus: *laughs to himself*
Fabian: Agreed.
Augustus: So, tell me a bit about yourself. I only know that you hang out at The Leaky Cauldron, occasionally with two guys who obvious care enough to play bodyguard, and you apparently like tea.

Dorcas: *heads to library*
Regulus: *has his spot back and is oddly bored now*
Benjy: *wandering*
Remus: *still with sirius in the entrance hall, I think*
Regulus: *lords over the lake*
Caradoc: *fell asleep on his cards*
Fabian: *eyebrow raise* Well.. I work at the Ministry, I play badminton, and I own at cat. Your turn.
Augustus: Okay. I also work at the Ministry, I played Quidditch but not so much anymore, and I'm married. When did you graduate from Hogwarts? You did go to Hogwarts, didn't you?
Dorcas: *spots Benjy; waves*
Benjy: *waves back* Hello there.

Fabian: Ah... '68 I believe. Yes - I was a Ravenclaw graduate.
Dorcas: Hi...what're you doing?
Benjy: Just taking a stroll in the halls. You?
Dorcas: On my way to the library.
Benjy: Late night studying?
Dorcas: No, I was reading quite comfortably outside until he showed up.
Benjy: ...he?
Dorcas: *frowns* Regulus Black.
Benjy: Ah, Regulus. Not a fan?
Augustus: Ah, you were there when I was. I graduated in '72 from Slytherin. I would've been a fourth
year when you graduated.
Dorcas: *disbelieving laugh* He has fans!
Benjy: I'd imagine so.

Fabian: Ah, forgive me if I don't remember you... I was a bit of a shut in.
Augustus: I wouldn't expect you to remember me. It was a long time ago.
Fabian: *orders another tea* That's no excuse for my memory.
Dorcas: I'd also imagine that they are insane as well.
Augustus: Do you really remember everyone in the castle when you were in school?
Benjy: Dorcas...everyone's insane here.
Regulus: *heads back inside because its getting cold*
Fabian: *smiles* I could try to.
Augustus: Really? That's ambitious.
Dorcas: *chuckle* You're right...but I think it takes a special person to fancy him.

Benjy: *shrug* I suppose. I don't mind the lad. He's got people issues, that's all.
Fabian: Have to have something to be ambitious about.
Dorcas: Tell me about it...
Benjy: You two not getting along?
Augustus: True, true.
Dorcas: I don't know.
Benjy: You don't know?
Augustus: I try not to be particularly ambitious. It makes things a little easier on everyone.
Fabian: How so?
Dorcas: I find him irritating, not exactly what I call getting along.

Augustus: If I am ambitious and fail, then I'll just be in a bad mood and that obviously affects people around me. So this way, I have nothing to be in a bad mood about.
Fabian: I see. That's a kind notion.
Augustus: I think so.
Fabian: Is that fair to yourself, though?
Benjy: You could avoid him altogether, if he's that much of a bother.
Augustus: *shrugs* Well, right now I'm perfectly contented with my life and I spent so much time being ambitious in school. When the time is right, I suppose things will change.
Dorcas: That sounds like a fantastic idea but knowing my luck, I'd just run into him more.
Benjy: *nods* That sounds like a very Regulus thing to happen.
Dorcas: *groans* I know.

Fabian: Sounds like a natural assumption. I don't think I was ambitious enough in school.
Augustus: Really? You seem to be doing okay now so something must've worked out.
Fabian: The same with you, I think.
Benjy: Maybe do the reverse? Show up everywhere he is, and eventually he'll begin avoiding you. That's what happens with Sirius.
Dorcas: But that plan could backfire as well. Then I'd be spending more time with him.
Benjy: Maybe he'll warm up to you and be less irritating.
Augustus: Well, then, we're both set for awhile.
Fabian: Excellent.
Dorcas: As much as the idea of him warming up sounds pleasing, I think it's better that I remove excess
stress from my life.

Benjy: Pleasing. Really.
Augustus: *watching people*
Dorcas: *blushes* I didn't mean it like that!
Benjy: Really. So you're blushing for no reason?
Fabian: *pondering another tea*
Dorcas: I'm blushing because that was a little pervy for you to point out.
Augustus: So boooring.
Benjy: Pervy? I was just confirming your word choice.
Dorcas: But you didn't have to confirm it...like that.
Fabian: *casually tosses his tea cup at the back of someone's head, who is right behind Augustus*
Augustus: ... Wow.
Fabian: *pretending nothing happened, examining the menu* Yes?

Benjy: Ah. Sorry. I'm used to the bluntess of my dormmates, in that regard.
Dude Behind Augustus: Who threw that??
Fabian: *to Augustus* The chips or the chicken, you think?
Augustus: Er, the chips here are good.
Dorcas: *smiles* No worries, bluntness is a good quality. I should get some studying done.
Dude: *bleeding* Did you two sods see anything?
Fabian: Hm? Sorry, sir?
Dude: Did you see the arse who threw the teacup? Are you blind?
Augustus: I think it was that gentleman over there. *points at some random guy*
Fabian: *sips his empty teacup* If I were blind, I would be offended right now.
Benjy: All right.
Dorcas: Nice seeing you again *waves*

Benjy: Bye! *continues on his way*
Dude: *ignores fabian; looks over to where augustus pointed* The chap with the eyepatch?
Augustus: That's the one.
Fabian: *waves for another tea*
Dorcas: *heads to the Ravenclaw Tower*
Dude: *starts a fight with eyepatch man*
Fabian: *sips his tea*

Gid Found Out (GASP)

2007-07-13T05:37:02Z

Who: Fabian, Gideon, Lucius, Caradoc, Benjy, Lily, Remus
Where: Diagon Alley, Caradoc's Flat,
When: Right after Rianna was killed, before they went to her house (APR27)

What++
-Lily and Benjy talk about siblings
-Caradoc and Fabian talk about hobbies
-Lucius accidently (really. accidently.) lets Gideon in on the LuciusxFabian thing
-Prewett brothers yell it out in Caradoc's flat

...and I still didn't mean for Lucius to say that. I -really- forgot that Gid didn't know... ._.

Lucius: *diagon alley*
Fabian: *at the flat*
Lily: *wandering*
Gideon: *shopping for soothing lotion*
Remus: *wandering as well*
Caradoc: *hiding in his flat*
Augustus: *where he always is*
Regulus: *reading in the library*
Gideon: *moving very slowly and deliberately*
Lucius: *windowshopping*
Benjy: *lakeside*
Sirius: *wanderiiinnnng*
Remus: *humming to himself*
Fabian: *goes over to Caradoc's* *knocks*
Lily: *bumps into Benjy decidedly*

Caradoc: *crawls out from under his blanket and answers the door* Hello Fabs.
Remus: *still wandering then*
Gideon: *waddle/swagger-ing towards an apothecary*
Fabian: Hello. How are you?
Benjy: *decidedly bumped into* Why hello there, Lily.
Caradoc: *makes a noise and steps aside so fabian can come in and wanders over to his sofa*
Lily: *smiles* Hello there! How have you been, Benjy?
Benjy: *shrug* Not bad. I'm doing all right.
Lily: Lovely. How is your art coming?
Remus: *figuratively floating around should anyone need him*
Fabian: Been hiding all day?
Caradoc: Hiding? No. Maybe.

Benjy: Well, I mainly scribble during school hours. It's not bad. How's...things? *sheepish smile because he doesn't know exactly what she does*
Lily: *smiles and shrugs* Not much. Studying and trying to stay sane
Fabian: *sits down beside Caradoc* I see.
Caradoc: I haven't been up to people. I had to call out from work.
Fabian: I figured as much. Should I leave you alone?
Lucius: *steps into the apothecary*
Gideon: *trying to find a potion to make his skin stop burning so*
Caradoc: *sits quietly for a moment* You don't have to.
Fabian: ...okay. Is there anything you need? Food, tea...ectetera?
Caradoc: *shakes his head*
Fabian: *settles down on the couch* Okay. Let me know if you do.
Caradoc: *nods* I will. How have you been?

Benjy: Stay sane? Or that just because of the studying?
Fabian: I've been all right. Gideon's been offering to cook, though.
Lily: Mostly because of the studying. *lyyyyyying*
Benjy: Ever tried studying in a tree?
Caradoc: Did you make him angry?
Lily: Can't say as I have... I can't imagine it would be very comfortable...
Fabian: *laughs* No, but he's trying to help out, since I cook all the time.
Benjy: Surprisingly enough, it is. Except for the birds, if that's something that bothers you.
Caradoc: Poor you.
Fabian: He can make soup stuff. It should be fine..
Lucius: *browsing the potions*

Lily: I actually quite enjoy birds... I'll have to try that
Gideon: *bumps into Lucius while looking at bottles, winces visibly* Ow...
Lucius: *notices; puts a hand on his arm to steady him* Careful there.
Benjy: *smiles* It might be good for the sane-ness?
Gideon: *winces and jerks his arm back, winces even more* No touching! *notices who it is and glares*
Lily: *smiles* I hope so. It wouldn't do good for me to go batty this close to my seventh year
Lucius: *withdraws with a smile* Forgive me. Didn't want you to fall into a rack, Mr. Prewett.
Benjy: Oh yeah. There's always time for such things after, yeah?
Caradoc: You better hope so.

Fabian: You too.
Lily: *snickers* Indeed. My parents would be as disappointed then
Gideon: Of course. Because you care so much for my well-being, Malfoy. *frowns and looks at the potions, grumbles under his breath*
Lucius: Why, Mr. Prewett. Of course I care. *randomly selects a potion off of the shelf to examine* What seems to be the ailment?
Caradoc: Me?
Fabian: Did you think I'm eating it myself?
Fabian: You're helping.
Gideon: *shuffles and grumbles uncomfortably* A bit of a sunburn...
Caradoc: Did I anger you, Fabian?
Lucius: Hm.. *turns around to examine the potions behind him* Something for the skin then. *discreetly moves some labels around*
Fabian: Of course not. Gideon really is a good cook with stews and soups. You should enjoy them as well.
Caradoc: Yeah, we'll see.

Lucius: *offers a potion that clearly states 'itching potiion' on it* This...perhaps?
Gideon: Excellent deduction... *looks at it, then glares* I don't think so, Malfoy.
Lucius: *shrugs and puts it back* Can't say I didn't try to help, Gideon. *moves along down the rack* You don't quite seem to trust me.
Caradoc: Want something to drink or anything?
Fabian: I could make tea, if you like?
Gideon: You can't possibly expect anything else, can you? *moves slowly after him, keeping a close eye on him*
Lucius: Now, now. Just because your brother and I had some difficulties..
Caradoc: I can do it. You're a visitor, afterall.
Fabian: If you don't mind. Lord knows I drink my quota anyway.
Gideon: ...Some difficulties? 'Some difficulties' is getting in a fight over the bigger office. Not framing someone for murder!
Lucius: Well, it's not exactly fair to fight over office size, considering I work in an four-floor, open-area department, and he works in a two-person office cubicle.
Lucius: And, we aren't in the same department anyway.
Caradoc: I'll be right back then. *stands and heads into the kitchen area*
Fabian: *steals half of his blanket*

Gideon: *has a cubicle, too. hates* Stop being delberatly thick.
*deliberately
Benjy: Ah, parents. They don't quite grasp teenage insanity, do they?
Lucius: I beg your pardon? *innocent expression*
Lily: Unfortunately, no. And sometimes they can be a bit smothering with their expectations... Ever get that feeling?
Benjy: *laughs* I'm eldest of three boys. I hear that.
Caradoc: *makes tea and brings it out* Here. *sets it down*
Gideon: *glares* You know what I mean, Malfoy. But there's really no point in stirring up trouble. I'm too sore to beat the snot out of you.
Fabian: Thank you. *pours himself a cup*

Lily: *smiles and laughs* I'm surprised you've got along this far without going batty!
Caradoc: *sits back down and takes the non-stolen half of the blanket* You're welcome. *gets himself some tea as well*
Lucius: I'm sure you are. *smiles* So tell me, Gideon, what caused you to crisp in the sun?
Benjy: *grins* Boarding schools all around kinda help. One brother is in New Zealand, and the other's going to Eton. We only really see each other during the summer.
Gideon: None of your business. *glare*
Lucius: Hm. Guess games, then. Let's see... A beach getaway? Without your brother, of course..
Caradoc: This isn't terribly exciting, is it?
Fabian: Well...no, not really. But that's not really my middle name.

Lily: Oh, I see. That's like me and my sister. Though sometimes I think she doesn't really miss me, heh
Caradoc: So you're alright with just sitting here?
Fabian: If you'd like to, that's fine with me.
Gideon: Guess again. *looking at bottles, frowns* And why would you say without Fabian?
Benjy: Oh, I'm sure she misses you. Are you two close?
Lucius: Would it be with Fabian? I was under the impression you two weren't fast company. Tanning potion gone wrong?
Lily: *shrugs* I suppose so. I love her dearly, but she can be such a brat sometimes! But I know she loves me, too
Gideon: *frowns* What would give you that impression? He's my brother! And wrong again.
Lucius: Give me that impression? Fabian expressed some concern, of course. You were hexed?

Gideon: ...Did he, now? And, again, no.
Lucius: You weren't aware? Oven burn?
Benjy: Of course she does - you the older?
Gideon: He seems perfectly fine to me... *frowns* And still no.
Lily: *nods* I think sometimes she resents me being away so much. We used to be together all the time!
Caradoc: I might just fall asleep.
Fabian: Hm. Did you want to do something?
Caradoc: I dunno, did you?
Fabian: I sence we're about to not make decisions, seeing as it doesn't matter to me if we do or not.
: Lucius: Hm. Perhaps I heard him wrong then. My mistake. Sunlamp?
Benjy: Ah, distance with distance. I think it's harder for the younger siblings to handle.

Gideon: ...What exactly do you think you heard? And very wrong.
Lily: Yeah... are you the oldest?
Lucius: Sunshine, then? Fell asleep, I suppose?
Benjy: Sure am. By almost five years, and then eight years, I believe.
Caradoc: I suppose it doesn't matter to me either.
Gideon: Spot on. And you're avoiding the question.
Fabian: We need to get hobbies, mate.
Lucius: Why yes, I am avoiding the question. How very direct of you.
Caradoc: Indeed.
Lily: Oh my! Do they miss you?
Gideon: Why? I'd imagine you'd love trying to get between my brother and I

Benjy: I'd imagine so, since they seem to bother me endless when I see them in the summer. *grins*
Benjy: Or maybe they just don't like me.
Lucius: Get between you? What a startling suggestion, Gideon Prewett. I bear no particular malice towards your dear brother.
Lily: *smiles* I do like getting to spend time with Petunia when I'm at home. At first she's a bit cool, but she can't resist the stories for long
Caradoc: How does one just go out and a get a hobby?
Benjy: Ah, hijinxes and things?
Gideon: Which is why you framed him, correct? Because you like him so very much.
Lucius: *smiles* How that ended had nothing to do with Fabian. I'm afraid you misunderstand me.
Fabian: Well, I think you can just go and try new things. Then, if you like these new things, it becomes your hobbies.

Gideon: Right. You have nothing but good intentions *glares*
Lily: *smiles* Indeed. And she seems to really enjoy hearing about the things I do at Hogwarts, though she'd never admit it
Caradoc: Hmm, obviously we've not had much success with this.
Lucius: *smirky smile* Your ability to jump to conclusions is astounding.
Fabian: Well, we don't go places.
Caradoc: This is true.
Fabian: Actually, when we do, it's to bars.
Caradoc: So I suppose drinking is our hobby?

Gideon: *glares* What other conclusion should I be jumping to, exactly? It is what it is, Malfoy.
Fabian: It's not a very good hobby.
Caradoc: Perhaps not, but it is one, I suppose.
Lucius: *mock sigh* Ah, Gideon. If you must know, I once asked if the two of you were close, to which he replied that he wasn't your keeper. I mentioned that I had thought differently, since you share a flat, and are twins. He said...oh, what was it... Ah. "It helps pay the rent."
Lucius: Forgive me if I thought you weren't close any longer.
Gideon: Is that all? *snorts* I can see where someone like you would misconstrue that... *pouting on the inside*
Lucius: *shrugs* He seemed hurt. But how would I know, yes? He and I weren't emotionally close.
Fabian: I suppose so. It fits all the requirements of a hobby.
Gideon: *makes a face* I should hope not. *storing this for later*

Benjy: How young is she? Perhaps she'll have stories when she attends here?
Caradoc: Then we can't really say we need a hobby as we have one. It's not just a very good one.
Fabian: Well, a person can have more than one hobby...
Lucius: *moves into the next aisle* Well, of course not. It was a physical thing, since he and I had our hearts elsewhere.
Caradoc: More than one? That's pushing things isn't it? We barely have one.
Fabian: Well, if we have two maybe-hobbies, doesn't that count for one real one?
Caradoc: I suppose it does.
Gideon: *stops dead where he is* ......You... what?
Lucius: *continues browsing* Hm?

Caradoc: What's another maybe-hobby then?
Gideon: *glares death* What 'physical' thing?
Lucius: *looks at him* You don't know?
Fabian: Um... a sport, maybe?
Caradoc: Sport?
Gideon: Know? My brother would never touch you, you filthy liar!
Fabian: Physical activity?
Lucius: Hm. Perhaps I wasn't too far off on you two not being close.
Caradoc: I know what sport is, Fabs.
Gideon: *fuming* You foul troll! You stay away from my brother! *stalks away as best he can feeling as sore as he does*

Lucius: *calls after him* You yell as if it hadn't been mutual, Gideon!
Gideon: *stalks back and gets him his face* My brother would never willingly touch you!
Lucius: Really. Perhaps you should ask him just how willing he was.
Fabian: Ah. Then that's a no?
Caradoc: I'm too bloody old for Quidditch. What other sport is there, really?
Gideon: *death glare* Stay away from him. *stalks off again, fumefumefume*
Lucius: *smiles*
Fabian: Er, I play badminton...
Caradoc: You do, don't you. You already have a hobby!

Fabian: Um. *plays with his cup* Yes, I'm sorry.
Caradoc: Well, that's no fun. You play your badminton then.
Fabian: We can still get another hobby, though.
Caradoc: I don't know if I like this hobby business. It seems rather complicated.
Fabian: Maybe this is why we don't have any?
Gideon: *apparates back home, seething*
Caradoc: More than likely.
Lily: She's actually a year older... she never got a letter.

Gideon: *has to let the steam out to someone, apparates to Caradoc's flat and knocks*
Benjy: Oh! Okay. Then she's not magically inclined? Or she just goes to a different school?
Lily: *shakes her head* No, just not a witch. She seemed a bit upset when I got my letter
Caradoc: *hops up* I shall be right back. *flips his side of the blanket over fabian's head and answers the door* Hello Gideon.
Gideon: Did you know Fabian... and Lucius... UGH!!! *stomps in*
Caradoc: *steps aside* What?
Gideon: They... they... it's too disgusting to even imagine! *stalks into the living room, notes a blanket covered lump on the couch* ...
Fabian: *pale* Um, hi, Gideon...?

Benjy: I would imagine so, if she's the older.
Lucius: *whistling somewhere*
Gideon: *twitches, clenches his teeth so as not to scream at the top of his lungs* Fabian. I just had a chat with Malfoy.
Caradoc: *closes his door quickly*
Fabian: *huddles down under the blanket* Did you.
Lily: *shrugs* I guess... I mean, she never really seemed interested in magical things, but who knows.
Augustus: *still in the leaky cauldron*
Gideon: Tell me that it's not true. You two didn't... *grits his teeth*
Benjy: Everyone's interested in magic, Lily.
Caradoc: *moves a little closer in case he has to intervene in any way*

Fabian: *ohfuck* Didn't?
Gideon: *snaps* You know what I mean!
Fabian: *pulls the blanket off his head and stands up* Yeah.
Lily: I suppose so, but she makes a point of trying to ignore me when I talk about it. *grins* I can tell she wants to know more, though
Gideon: *grit, quietly* Of all people. Malfoy.
Fabian: It just...happened.
Benjy: *grins* Of course. ...y'know, it's funny, but that reminds me of Regulus and Sirius, sort of.
Gideon: *twitch* Something like that doesn't just bloody HAPPEN! *starts pacing* ESPECIALLY with MALFOY!

Lily: *blinks* Really? How so?
Fabian: *backs up* It...did, though.
Caradoc: Calm down, Gideon.
Benjy: Y'ever notice? Sometimes Sirius will talk about something and Regulus will, being Regulus, ignore him. And then ask questions later.
Gideon: *turns on Caradoc* Calm down?! That slime took advantage of my brother!!!
Caradoc: Fabian has his own mind, Gid.
Fabian: He didn't- *changes his mind and stops*
Lily: *tilts her head* Huh... I suppose you're right. *smiles* I guess it's just a sibling thing
Gideon: ....*just stares at Fabian*
Benjy: Probably. I don't pretend to understand siblings. It's a mysterious thing.

Fabian: ...
Caradoc: Do you want some tea, Gid? You need to sit your arse down and stop screaming.
Lily: *smiles* That they are. You have to love them, though
Benjy: *fake sigh* Well, I suppose I should...
Gideon: ...*sits abruptly, looks straight ahead*
Fabian: *bites his lip; distances himself across the room*
Caradoc: *gets gideon some tea and sets it in front of him*
Lily: *snickers* I'm sure you're little brothers adore you

Gideon: *glares at the tea as though it did him some great personal wrong*
Benjy: *shrugs* They have to - mum said so. *winks*
Caradoc: Nothing you scream, rant, and rave about is going to change the past, Gid. And it's nothing Fabs hasn't heard before.
Lily: *laughs* Of course. Are they magically inclined as well?
Gideon: *glaring at the tea* Why didn't you tell me.
Benjy: You bet. Halen -the older- is on a Seer's scholarship in New Zealand, and Uri is starting his first year at Eton. Well, he's almost finished now, but still.
Lily: *smiles* That sounds wonderful! Halen is a Seer, then? Your parents must've been very excited
Fabian: You weren't there.
Caradoc: *sits on the floor in the middle of the drama*
Gideon: *clenches his fists* So you were just never going to tell me?

Caradoc: *would flip through a magazine, but doesn't want to seem insensitive*
Fabian: It didn't....I mean, what was I supposed to say?
Gideon: *snaps* I don't know! Anything would have been better than finding out from Malfoy!
Benjy: *grins* Of course - he's the shining star of the Fenwick boys.
Caradoc: He only told you to piss you off, Gid.
Lily: *snickers* I'm sure they're plenty proud of you and your other brother, as well
Gideon: That's not the point. I shouldn't have had to hear it from him. I should have heard it from Fabian.
Fabian: *freaks* It's not something easy like, 'oh, we're out of bread', Gideon! I dealt with it, and it's not exactly something that I would've pulled out again - 'oh hey, I shagged Lucius - jolly good time'.

Caradoc: It's not really anyone's business anyway, Gideon.
Gideon: *twitches* It's my bloody business! He's my bloody TWIN! What the bloody hell were you THINKING?!
Caradoc: Lower your voice, Gideon, I have neighbors.
Fabian: What was I -thinking-, Gideon? *eyes narrow*
Gideon: *looks at Fabian* That's what I said, isn't it? I mean... Malfoy?!
Caradoc: *kinda wants to know what fabs was thinking too; drinks tea*

Fabian: Okay, Gideon. What was I thinking? Well, at the time, it was just Lucius, not Malfoy. It was an attractive young man who was interested in me. It was dinners and shows, it was talks and lunch and such. Then at one point, yes, it was a great deal of booze, and then there was a great deal of sex, and at that point, I was thinking that it was nice that there was someone that wanted to be close to me and be with me. I was -thinking- that it felt good, and that it seemed good.

Fabian: *fills his tea cup and drinks it*
Gideon: ...*can't really be mad with that explanation, but wants to be*
Caradoc: *looks at fabs, then at gideon; finishes his tea*
Gideon: Out of everyone in the wizarding world, though. Malfoy? I mean... *growls and makes a face*

Fabian: *very quietly* The flat was collapsing on itself and I went to the ministry. I met with a young blond man whose job was to fix it. We had to reschedule and in apology he took me to lunch. Then he fixed the spells on the flat and we continued seeing each other.

Gideon: *scowls* Malfoy fixed our flat?
Fabian: Yes. Speaking of which, we should probably get that checked. *deposits his tea cup on the table to avoid throwing it at a wall*
Gideon: I'll check it. I don't know why you needed his help in the first place.
Caradoc: *still there; for the record*
Benjy: I like to imagine so. I find my parents very fair people.
Lily: They sound like lovely people *smiles*
Fabian: I thought it should be done by someone who actually does it for a living.
Gideon: *scowls and crosses his arms* Whatever. I still don't understand how him fixing our flat led to dates and... *makes a face* The man is pure slime!
Caradoc: *wants more tea but thinks it'll ruin the moment*

Fabian: *sits down on the couch* He wasn't at the time, Gideon.
Gideon: *grumbles* He was just hiding it well.
Fabian: Yes, he was.
Caradoc: *clears his throat since he warned fabian the whole time; pretends he still has tea to drink*
Gideon: ...*frowns and looks at Fabian* ... *sighs* I didn't mean to yell.
Fabian: *thinks Caradoc's throat-clearing is askance for tea* *brings him the pot* I expected it, considering.
Caradoc: Thanks. *takes the tea and pours himself more* Are you two back to being bestest twinly friends again? *sips*
Fabian: *to Caradoc* I'm sorry this happened here. *takes the teapot back to the table*

Caradoc: *shrugs* Better here than out in the street somewhere. That would have just been embarassing.
Gideon: It still makes me squirm...
Fabian: I'm already embarassed. *to Gideon* Think how I feel..
Gideon: *makes a face* You have a point. Want me to castrate him for you?
Fabian: No, that's fine.
Gideon: ...Please?
Fabian: No.
Caradoc: *kicks his feet up and watches the entertainment*
Gideon: *pouts* Ok. But only because you said no.
Fabian: Good.
Gideon: *sighs, finally sips his tea*

Gideon should invest in pants.

2007-04-23T23:09:57Z

Who: Lily, Gideon, Remus, James, Regulus, Fabian, Sirius, Benjy, Caradoc, Augustus
Where: The Library, Prewett Flat, Great Hall, Lakeside
When: 14 April

What: Lily and Remus try to figure out a present for Sirius, James and Benjy have an intelligent conversation in the library, Gideon walks around nekkid, Caradoc cleans epically, Fabian and Caradoc have a serious conversation, and Caradoc stays the night.

Lily: *wandering to the Great Hall*
Gideon: *showering*
Remus: *in the great hall making a list whilst eating an apple*
James: *is trekking the dark, deep recesses of the Restricted Section*
Regulus: *outside by the lake*
Fabian: *asleep in on the couch*
Sirius: *at the Raven' table in the GH*
Benjy: *in the library*
Caradoc: *cleaning his kitchen now*
Augustus: *at work observing some boring stuff*
Lily: *walks into the Great Hall and sits at the Gryff table, grabs a roll*
James: What's so Restricted about this section of the library? *mutters to self*
Remus: *scratching things off his list*
Benjy: *hating goblin wars*
Gideon: *hops out of the shower, looks for a towek* ... *yells* Fabs! We have any towels?

Lily: *spots Remus and waves a bit* 'Ello Remus... what're you doing..?
James: *sits at Benjy's table* What's got you making faces, Fenwick?
Remus: *glances over at lily* Oh, I'm trying to figure out what to get Sirius for his birthday.
Benjy: Goblins and their wars, mostly.
Fabian: Ahhumgugfullhmm....
Lily: Ohh, really? What did you have in mind?
Remus: Apparently absolutely nothing. *crumples up his list*
Gideon: *wanders out into the living room toweless* Fabs? Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabs
James: *clutches hair and puts head in hands* If I have to think about Gregory the Great or Golly or Gross one more time I'm going to explode.
Lily: Oh come now! It can't be that hard... I'm sure Sirius would love anything you got him *smiles*
Fabian: *startled awake* Eh~? What're you wandering around starkers for? * yawns, intending on going back to sleep*
Remus: That's what everyone thinks and that's probably what he'd say but I don't believe it.

Caradoc: *killing things in his kitchen*
Augustus: *wondering if his brain cells are dying*
Gideon: Where are all the towels? There's none hanging up in the bathroom
Benjy: *sighs* Same here. Why always the bloody goblins? I'm sure other races fight wars...
Lily: *laughs* Ever thought that it might be true? What did he say he wanted, anyways?
Fabian: Didja try your bedroom floor? *rolls over, curling up again*
Remus: Something shiny. Like that helps.
Gideon: Hmm... excellent idea, brother! *heads to his bedroom*
Fabian: Ahmm... *snoooze*
James: They do, I'd bet we have to learn about them too. I don't see what it really has to do with us wizards.
Benjy: I unno. Learn from their mistakes or something?
Lily: Sounds like something he would say. How about getting him a luminescent quill? I hear they make some that write in charmed ink for secret messages and what not

Remus: I'm pretty sure I've gotten him a quill before. Besides, that's a typical me gift isn't it?
Gideon: *roots through his mess of a room and finds something that works as a towel*
Lily: What's wrong with being you? *tilts her head*
James: Well, you know, I'd like to think that wizards wouldn't have to make the mistake of fighting over land like the goblins did....or whatever they fought over. We're smarter and more capable of handling ourselves.
Remus: He's probably sick of me-gifts.
Caradoc: *has his bandana around his head; pops over to the prewetts; knocks loudly*
Fabian: *snoooooze*
Gideon: *has a towel that may actually be a sweater around his waist* Fabs? *pokes his head out*
Benjy: Just because someone's smarter and more capable of handling themselves, it doesn't mean they can't do something stupid that could cause a war.

Fabian: *sprawled on the couch, muttering nonsence*
Caradoc: *gets his key since nobody's answering the door and pushes it open a bit* Hello?
Gideon: *wanders out, smiles* Oh Caradoc! It's you. Come in, come in!
James: But their intelligence should be able to allow them to make the right decision, have themselves plan ahead and avoiidy that would cause a war.
James: And if they by chance get into one anyway, they should be able to handle it efficiently. ((it was toooooo long))
Caradoc: *wanders in* ...Why do you have a sweater around your waist?
Benjy: *eyebrow raise* How's one supposed to handle a war efficently? *looks at the book like it's betrayed him*
James: Well, it takes a lot to organize weapons, material, and people. You can't just send out common folks to go and fight a war.
Gideon: *looks down, tilts his head* ...In this light, it certainly seems that way. Thought it was a
towel, heh
Lily: *thinks* Well... what does he like?
Remus: Different things. Motorbikes, music, troublemaking...
Caradoc: Ever consider pants?
Sirius: *playing exploding snap*
Benjy: ... I'll accept your wisdom in this matter. *closes his book* What're you up to?
Remus: Exploding things.
Gideon: I was working up to that *grins* Meanwhile, have fun trying to wake my dozing brother *points*
James: Wisdom? More like common sense. *sighs* Keeping my mind off of things and wondering what the fuss is about the Restricted Section of this place.

Lily: You could get him a glowing dungbomb *snickers*
Remus: *makes a face*
Benjy: Well...it's Restricted, and therefore tempting.
James: Well, yeah, but what about it makes it off-limits? I mean, kids attempt to sneak in it everyday.
Lily: *thinks* Why don't you make him something?
Benjy: I think it's reference books and such for the professors that students would be tempted to put to misuse. Or something.
Gideon: *goes to get dressed* I'll be out in a moment!
Fabian: *snoozysnoozy*
James: So, a big ordeal over a couple of books? IF they were so worried, they shouldn't allow them to be here for reference....it's very tempting.
Benjy: Maybe it's a test. See who can resist.

James: That's a test that I'd fail. I mean...some of those books could blow up the school!
Benjy: ...you planning to blow up the school? Cause I'd like to not be here if that happened.
Remus: I'm not very creative. *rests his head on the table*
\James: No, I'm not that bad. Just mentioning that some of those are really dangerous.
Caradoc: *wanders over and pokes fabian*
Fabian: *squirms-snoooze*
Lily: Now now, don't be so hard on yourself! Maybe you could, I dunno... oh! Maybe a photo album! Of, you know, him and you and the other mates.
Benjy: Oh, okay. Good to know. Well, that's probably why the're locked up and away from everyone. Cause who needs to know how to do that?
James: But still, that couldn't be a safe place to allow access to. I'd bet if some sort of invasion of somekind happened and they got access to these books, then we'd be in trouble. They should keep them in a safer place.

Remus: He already did something like that for me. I'm horrible at gifts.
Caradoc: *pokes again*
Fabian: *fuzzily* Hrm?
Lily: Really? How sweet... hmm. *goes back to thinking* Can you cook?
Caradoc: *gets right in his face* Wakey, wakey.
Benjy: Maybe you should bring that up with Pince.
James: Maybe not, she kind of hates me.
Fabian: *squints at him* Caradoc?
Caradoc: Yes, hello.
Benjy: Right, forgot about that. Anonymous letter?
James: Believe that even less than she'd believe me.
Benjy: Take it to the Head Boy or Girl?

James: Let's just face the facts, I could have witnessed a murder first hand and no one would believe a word I said unless I had a video recording with my face and identification of some sort in it.
Remus: Not well.
Fabian: Hmh. *rolls over to go back to sleep*
Lily: Hrm... I was going to suggest making him dinner or something... You know, this is difficult...
Benjy: Well... *looking for a tactful way to put it* Er, probably. *didn't find one*
James: Well, I suppose they'll never know until it happens. Except you, you'll get lucky and probably tell someone who believes you.
Benjy: *blinks* Am I supposed to tell someone?
James: I'm not expected you to. Just mentioning what else I think is going to happen in the future.

Remus: *getting distraught* I know!
Caradoc: Well, that's nice. *pokes him again*
Fabian: *sighs into the couch cushions* Do I poke you when you're trying to sleep?
Lily: How does he feel about jewelry?
Caradoc: I don't know, probably not.
Remus: His ear is pierced, but I don't think I could really afford anything. He doesn't like gold or silver and the alternatives are expensive.
Fabian: Bah.*sits up*
Lily: That is true... Though, have you ever tried alchemy?
Remus: *shakes his head*
Caradoc: Sorry.
Lily: With your smarts, I bet you could make it work! There are some fascinating books about it in the library

Remus: Do I have the time though? There's only a few days.
Fabian: *waves a hand* Gid still wandering around starkers?
Caradoc: *shakes his head* He had a sweater on.
Gideon: *trying to find clean clothes*
Lily: True... you should get a bck up gift, just in case.
Remus: I would if I could think of one.
Fabian: ...I'm sorry you had to see that.
Caradoc: I've seen worse.
Lily: How about a puppy? *just throwing stuff out there now*
Remus: I don't say this to sound mean, but would you trust him with a puppy?
Gideon: *wanders out* Because I am sexy *winks* What're we talking about, anyways?
Lily: ...*snickers* Good point...
Caradoc: We're talking about you.

Gideon: Then that comment wasn't misplaced!
Caradoc: That's a matter of opinion.
Gideon: *dressed, by the by, laughs* Well, I'm going to go make myself some... what time is it anyways?
Caradoc: Time to be dressed and not sleeping on the couch.
Fabian: *stretches and stands* Fine, fine.
Fabian: Nice, bandana by the way. *goes to make tea*
Caradoc: Isn't it? I was doing some cleaning at my flat.
Remus: It's hopeless.
Gideon: Your flat can't possibly be *that* dirty...
Lily: Nothing's hopeless! Maybe, and I can't believe I'm saying this, a practical joke box. They have some interesting ones in Hogsmeade
Caradoc: I had to beat things into submission, Gideon. I think something cursed at me in Gaelic.
Fabian: Offer it milk.

Remus: I don't know...
Caradoc: I just put a body bind on it and threw it out the window.
Fabian: Or that.
Gideon: That's a tad disturbing... Gaelic?
Caradoc: *nods* Irish, I think. It didn't sound Scottish but my Gaelic is nonexistent so what do I know.
Gideon: You might be growing new magical creatures in that apartment of yours
Caradoc: If that's the case, I've killed most of them too.
Gideon: *feigns sadness* They barely had a chance to live...
Caradoc: They could've been there for years for all I know.
Gideon: ...And I thought *I* was bad. When was the last time you cleaned, mate?
Caradoc: ... I don't remember.
Gideon: *laughs* And that's why we get along so well. If anything that's growing in that flat of yours gets too agressive, you can bunk here
Caradoc: Nothing I can't handle.

Lily: *shrugs* Well... I think I've run clean of ideas for the moment... I never knew it could be this hard...
Gideon: You should save some of those creepies to send to people you dislike
Caradoc: *shrugs* I suppose I could.
Remus: I'm horrible. *covers his head*
Lily: No you're not! Only someone who really cares would be agonizing this much about a present
Gideon: Designate a room off to the side just for your creations. You're like a.... what do Muggles call them... mad scientist!
Caradoc: I don't know if that really suits me.
Remus: I should be able to think of something.
Gideon: Good point. But, before you clean them all away, I want to see some of the creepies *intrigued*
Caradoc: You can come over whenever, you know.
Gideon: I know. They've just been cracking down on me at work. They expect me to actually do my paperwork

Lily: You will! It'll come to you quite easily, I'm sure
Caradoc: Poor thing.
Gideon: I know! They need to shove the paperwork on the new people...
Caradoc: Then it would be done wrong.
Gideon: Curse my thoroughness...
Fabian: *back and with tea*
Caradoc: Maybe you should get a job with less paperwork.
Fabian: Someone does paperwork besides me?
Gideon: Want to do mine? *winks*
Fabian: I dont even want to do mine, thanks.
Gideon: Darn... well, I'm gonna go make myself a snack. Have fun without me! *heads to the kitchen*
Fabian: He trying to pawn work of on you?
Caradoc: I think he might've been.
Fabian: Shame on him.
Caradoc: Indeed, the lazy bastard.

Fabian: *offers a tea cup*
Caradoc: *takes it* Thanks.
Fabian: Soooo~ What's new.
Caradoc: Not a thing, you?
Fabian: Nothing, unfortunately.
Caradoc: Sounds like fun times for the both of us.
Fabian: We are fun people, Caradoc, there's no doubt about that.
Caradoc: *laughs and drinks some tea* I'd hate to see how the rest of the world lives, then.
Fabian: Chaos, of course. Utter insanity.
Caradoc: Of course. Poor things.
Fabian: Fabian: Very tragic. *grins into his tea cup*
Caradoc: *sighs and drinks more tea* I feel like an old man sometimes.
Fabian: It gets easier the more it frequents.

Caradoc: Does it? I don't think so.
Fabian: Well, I've gotten used to it. Perhaps that's not a good thing, then?
Caradoc: I suppose that depends on the individual.
Fabian: I guess so. I don't mind it all that much. *tea!*
Caradoc: *stays quiet for awhile and sips his tea* Gideon thinks I should talk about what happened with Rianna. Do you think I should?
Fabian: *thinks for a moment* Well... Well, I think you should at least once.
has entered the room.
Caradoc: What do you think would happen if I didn't? Gideon said something about it not being healthy...
Fabian: Well.. It can't be a good thing to have something that you won't talk about. And even if you talk
about it once, at least you know you -can- talk about it, yes?
Caradoc: I guess so.
Fabian: You don't think so?
Caradoc: I just ... It's not been something I've wanted to talk about. I still don't think I do.
Fabian: Well...I don't think you'll ever -want- to talk about it...

Caradoc: But you think I should?
Fabian: I think talking about it is part of the healing process and that you should.
Caradoc: *runs his hand through his hair* I dunno...
Fabian: *sips his tea* No one says you have to talk to us about it, if we're pressuring you into it, so long as you talk to someone.
Caradoc: I was just asking your opinion since Gideon already told me his. I just feel like I'm being babysat sometimes. As if one of you expects me to, I dunno, just go mental one day.
Fabian: *frowns* I don't mean to seem like that.
Caradoc: I'm sure you don't, but there it is.
Fabian: I'm sorry...
Caradoc: *puts his tea down and crosses his arms* You don't have to apologize. I shouldn't have brought it up.

Fabian: No, no... It's better I do. I'll stop bringing it up. I can talk to Gideon, if you like?
Caradoc: *shakes his head*
Fabian: *nods; drinks tea*
Caradoc: The other day... When you brought those cookies over? Those were the first things I'd eaten in awhile. I haven't been very hungry.
Fabian: *nods* I had the feeling...
Caradoc: *shrugs* I just haven't felt like eating. I've been living off tea and the occasional bit of toast.
Fabian: *hides a worried look in his tea cup*
Caradoc: I suppose you guys have a reason to worry.
Fabian: We don't mean to crowd, but we're trying to make sure you're doing okay...
Caradoc: *nods* I know.
Fabian: It's not that I think you're going to crack or anything, but if you ever need to crash here, or anything, you know it's completely fine, right?
Caradoc: I know that too. *smiles*

Fabian: *smiles back* You're full of knowing things tonight.
Caradoc: It's a rare thing.
Fabian: No, just not widely broadcasted.
Caradoc: What's the difference?
Fabian: It happens more often, but people just don't know.
Caradoc: Including myself sometimes.
Fabian: That happens.
Caradoc: Yeah, I guess it does...
Fabian: *stands and stretches* I need to get some sleep... You're welcome to stay - I promice we have more blankets than towels. *smiles*
Caradoc: *nods* Alright. I don't really feel like going home right now anyway.
Fabian: *gets blankets and pillows from the hall closet* Make yourself at home, and if you can't sleep, you can wake me up or something. I won't mind.
Caradoc: Ha, after earlier I don't think I'll be waking you up. Goodnight, Fabs.
Fabian: *grins* Still. Good night, Caradoc.

Kids and Siblings

2007-04-23T22:10:40Z

Who: Remus, Sirius, Benjy, Caradoc, Fabian, Gideon, Augustus, Lily, Regulus, various children
Where: The Ministry, The Great Hall, Castle Grounds, The Leaky C.
When: 05 April

What: Remus makes Benjy paranoid, Sirius joins them. Fabian leads kids on an Easter Ministry-Tour and Gid tells the kids stories. Caradoc sleeps in his office, and Lily and Regulus talk about siblings.

Remus: *in the great hall eating an apple*
Regulus: *wandering around the halls*
Caradoc: *buried in paperwork at work*
Augustus: *playing darts in the leaky cauldron*
Lily: *on patrol*
Gideon: *actually in the office, for once*
Gideon: *not entirely working, though*
Lucius: *at work at a normalish hour*
Fabian: *leading kids on an Easter tour of the Ministry*
Benjy: *in the great hall doing History*
Sirius: *posting things on the news boards*

Gideon: *doodling on some paperwork* Boring... *sighs and taps the doodle with his wand to get rid of it*
Regulus: *wandering around; headed nowhere in particular, debating going to the library though*
Remus: *watching benjy do his homework*
Caradoc: *yawns and starts filing*
Fabian: *pokes his head in Gid's office* Hey - you busy?
Gideon: *perks* Not at all! What can I do for ya, Fabs?
Lily: *patrol patrol, humming to herself*
Fabian: I have children.
Caradoc: *shuffling papers*
Benjy: Can I help you with something, Remus?

Regulus: *attempting to walk off a headache*
Gideon: ...I didn't even know you were dating!
Remus: No. *innocently eats his apple*
Benjy: .... *goes back to his work*
Lily: *spots Regulus in his wanderings cause it's just fun to harass him, waves* 'Ello!
Fabian: *sticks his tongue out at him and then opens the door to reveal about six or seven little kids* ...and this is where my brother works. Everyone, this is Gideon. Gideon, meet the Easter Ministry Tour kids.
Gideon: *smiles and stands up* Hello kiddies!
Regulus: *hears lily but chooses to ignore her*
Remus: *goes back to looking over benjy's shoulder, but hopefully not as obvious as last time*
Lily: *catches up to Regulus* How are you tonight? *smiles*
Kids: Hallo Mr. Gideon!

Benjy: *feeling a bit paranoid*
Regulus: Fine up until a few moments ago.
Caradoc: *rests his eyes for a few minutes and ends up falling asleep on some file folders*
Gideon: Have you guys been having a good time on your tour?
Remus: *eating his apple*
Lily: Because of me, right? You're oddly predictable
Regulus: No, actually I just received a letter from my mother saying that my grandmother died.
RandomBoy: I gotta see a dancing tea pot!
Lily: *eyes widen* Really? I'm so sorry to hear that...

Regulus: Now who is predictable.
Gideon: *laughs a bit* I'm sure that was exciting! Did my brother show you where we keep the talking dish towels?
Lily: ...*narrows her eyes a bit* Are you lying just to prove a point...?
Regulus: It takes you a little while, doesn't it?
RandomBoy: The towels TALK? WOW.
Lily: Honestly! Who would kill off their own grandmother to prove a point...
Regulus: She's already dead.
Gideon: *laughs and nods* Oh yes! They talk up a storm. We have to keep them in a special soundproof room cause they're so chatty
Lily: Still... that's a bit low
Kids: WOW THAT'S COOL.
Fabian: *grinning*

Regulus: *shrugs*
Benjy: *glances at Remus*
Remus: ...
Benjy: *stares back at his work*
Gideon: *laughs* So do you guys wanna know what I do for a living?
Kids: OKAY.
Lily: *shakes her head*
Caradoc: *sleeping*
Gideon: Welp *gets down to their level* I chase down bad guys and put them away so they can't hurt people
: Regulus: *walking* You say it's low, but I proved my point didn't I? That's all that matters. To me, anyway.

RandomGirl: Ooh, ooh, me! *raises hand*
Remus: *finishes his apple; drinks some pumpkin juice*
Benjy: *has given up and is drawing stuff*
Lily: So you'd do anything to prove your point?
Regulus: Not anything. You're acting as if I killed my grandmother to prove a point.
Gideon: *smiles* Yes ma'am
RG: Is it, um, is it scary?
Lily: True... but saying she's dead is still a bit much
Regulus: But she is dead.

Gideon: Oh, it can be. But it's also very important, so I love doing it!
RG: *giggles* Okay!
Fabian: Okay, kids, we'd better leave Gideon to his work. *looks at Gid* unless he wants to protect us from baddies on our way to Caradoc's office?
Gideon: *perks* Well of course! Can't have anything happen to these wonderful Ministry kids!
Kids: *yay, we'll be safe now, Gideon's the best, watch out baddies, etc*
Lily: I suppose. But I get the feeling you would have said that either way...
Regulus: You'll never know.
Lily: I guess not. *glances at him*
Fabian: *herding children through the Ministry halls*

Regulus: What?
Gideon: *following along, telling random not too scary but kind of scary stories from the field*
Kids: *in awe*
Lily: *shrugs* Nothing. You're being more defensive today than you were yesterday
Regulus: Oh well.
Lily: Bad day?
Regulus: My grandmother did just die.
Remus: *watches benjy draw; bored*
Sirius: *comes into the great hall, whistling*
Fabian: *knocks on Caradoc's door*

Lily: *smiles a bit* Of course. But think of all the happy times you undoubtedly had with her
Caradoc: *sleeping soundly*
Fabian: *knocks again*
Caradoc: *snores a little*
Regulus: Yes, can't forget those.
Fabian: ... *to Gid* I'll be right back. *slips inside*
Sirius: *goes over to the Gryff table and sits down* Allo, all!
Gideon: Alright. *turns to the kids* Who wants to hear about the time I made Fabian's hair change color for a whole day?
Kids, various: Ooh, me! Me!

Lily: *smiles and tilts her head* You know... you are a bit like your brother. I had thought you two were nothing alike
Regulus: ...
Fabian: *goes to Caradoc's desk* Oy. Caradoc.
Caradoc: *mumbles something about geese*
Fabian: ...hm. *digs around on the desk for a blank piece of parchment and a quill.*
Gideon: *grins and sits* Well... was when we were little... did it completely by accident! He had said something about my hair looking like something had died on my head or something like that...
Caradoc: Zzz
Lily: You kind of have the same sense of humor *nods*
RandomGirl: I think your hair is pretty~
Regulus: No we don't.

Fabian: *writes a note to say he dropped by*
Remus: *eats an orange now*
Caradoc: *mumbles more; something about a hot air balloon this time*
Gideon: *smiles* Why thank you! Your hair is particularly lovely as well.
Sirius: ...well, you lads are simply facinating today.
Benjy: Homework. History. Also paranoia.
RG: *giggles and hides behind her friend.**
Lily: In a way, you do. You're both rather... snarky at times
Fabian: *also writes that the red ballon will escort geese at 4PM*
Remus: *continues eating* No more fascinating than usual.
Benjy; He's making me nervous.

Gideon: Well, after he said that, I was understandably upset! So I wished that something would happen to his hair so he would feel bad. Which I never suggest kids... revenge is not the answer
Remus: I am?
RandomBoy: What's the answer?
Fabian: *taping the note to Caradoc's arm, so the paperwork pile doesn't devour it*
Gideon: Turn the other cheek. Because if you act like the better man, everyone likes you better and you win *nods, totally screwing these kids up*
Kids: Yaaaay~!
Benjy: Yes! *scribbles away*
Sirius: ...well, then.
Caradoc: *feels someone taping something to him; gropes around with his other hand to pull it off; as he doesn't have very good coordination when he's mostly asleep* Wha..?
Remus: Oh...I didn't realise...
Sirius: He's a little crazy, Rem. It's all good.

Regulus: My brother and I, despite a person's effort to see it, are not similiar in the slightest.
Fabian: *stops* Woops. Hello there.
Caradoc: *yawns* What's going on?
Gideon: *smiles and laughs a bit* I must say, you lot have been the most interesting part of my day
Lily: ...*tilts her head again* Do you not like your brother?
Regulus: No.
Remus: *feels bad now; eats his orange*
Lily: Why?
Regulus: Because.
Lily: That's not a very good answer...
Fabian: I have a tour group outside and I was bringing them by to meet you. But you were sleeping, so... *pulls the note off of Caradoc* Yes.
Regulus: I have my reasons.

Caradoc: Tour group? There isn't enough to see in London that they have to tour the Ministry?
Kids: WE LIKE YOU TOO. *group hug*
Lily: Hmm... well I suppose it's not that unusual for a sibling to dislike another sibling. Sometimes I think my sister doesn't care for me too much *laughs a bit*
Fabian: Children of employees. The Ministry's much more fun for them.
Regulus: Then ask her to explain the complex relationship between siblings.
Gideon: *big smiles and hugs* Well, thank you! You've certainly made my day!
Caradoc: Oh, children. Even better.
Lily: I doubt she'd tell me. I thought she'd gotten better about the whole "I'm a witch" thing, but she's been rather moody towards me as of late...
Fabian: *checks his watch* I have to take them back to the front anyway. I hope Gideon didn't corrupt them while I was gone. I'll be back in a bit, if you don't mind the distruption.
Regulus: *shrugs* Maybe she just doesn't like you. It happens sometimes.
Sirius: *pats Remus' head*
Caradoc: *nods* You might have to wake me again, but that's fine.

Remus: *smiles at sirius and offers some of his orange*
Lily: Hmm, I like to think she loves me. She is my sister, after all. She's family
Sirius: mm. Thank you. *takes it*
Regulus: You don't have to like someone just because you're related.
Fabian: *smiles and leaves* Okay, kids, back to the families, now!
Gideon: *pouts a little bit*
Lily: I suppose not. I don't understand how you couldn't, but I suppose it could happen...
Caradoc: *immediately goes back to sleep*
Fabian: Sorry, Gid.
Regulus: Like and love aren't the same thing. You can be apart of a family, not like a person, but still care about them. *feels nauseous from saying that*
Kids: *wibble; kind of attached to Gideon now*
Gideon: *sighs and stands up* Ok... I should probably get back to work anyways. But I had a lot of fun with you guys *smiles*

Lily: Yeah... I suppose. It seems a bit odd to me, though. Caring for someone but not liking them.
Regulus: That's because you seem to live in a world full of sunshine, rainbows, and little puppies frolicking everywhere.
Kids: *various good byes and awww, and b-but...*
Lily: *snickers* I do like puppies
Gideon: Bye guys! *to Fabs* I'll see you later, Fabs *smiles*
Regulus: Like I said.
Fabian: *waves* See you! *leads the kids away*
Remus: *reads a random book he had with him*
Gideon: *pouts and heads back to the office*