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 Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 11:19 pm
Gabriel swung an arm around the younger man's shoulders. "That's the spirit, mate!" he exclaimed. "Onward!"
He walked towards the seventh year dorms, nearly jumping out of his skin. That last prank he had pulled was giving a Cement Mixer* as a free drink to a jerk in the bar he worked at last month. It was a bartender's trick. He couldn't wait to give his next prank to the unsuspecting Marauders.
(*For those of you who don't know. Cement Mixer is an alcoholic drink with Irish Creame and Lime Juice. However, the Lime Juice makes the irish creame go sour and thereby usually making the drinker sick. So no cement mixers! If a bartender offers you one as a free drink, just say no!)
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 1:07 am
Allowing Gabriel to lead him into the dormitory, Harry figured he was probably going insane. Sirius and Remus would kill them in the morning and he had the sneaking suspicion he liked Gabriel a bit more than was proper.
Shaking his head, he stepped out from beneath Gabriel's arm and moved toward his trunk, unlatching it and pushing the lid up. The tin was still resting near the top of the mess and he retrieved it quickly, slamming his trunk shut and locking it again before he stood.
"We can use this," he said, offering it to Gabriel for inspection. "It's the right material and all...I just...do you know any spells to keep the water cold?"
((Wow...longest post I've made...ever...kick a**!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 11:28 am
Gabriel nodded thoughtfully. "We could use a simple cooling charm. After all, if there's a warming charm, there must be a cold one too," he reasoned before bounding over to his raggy bag. He sifted through the meager belongings before pulling out a very old looking book with a faded cover.
"Here, this will help. It's something my mum left for me," he said, flipping open the charms book. If he remembered correctly, the right incantation would be a little after Cheering Charms. "Ah, here it is."
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 4:59 pm
Harry grinned. "Brilliant," he said, pulling his wand out and transfiguring the tin into a bucket. Rapping his knuckles on the side, he nodded, satisfied he'd done it correctly when it gave a dull clang of bone of metal.
"I'll fill this up," he said, balancing it between his hands. "Perhaps I should have given it a handle," he mumbled retrieting to the bathroom and turning on the shower.
He returned, bucket filled with water and his left sleeve and most of his hair soaked through. "This is why you don't drop thing," he grumbled, shaking his head. He had dropped the bucket and of course, not thinking retrieved it and thus dunking himself under the cold water. "I didn't get any water on the book, did I?"
He set the bucket down on the floor and retrieved a towel from the bathroom, pressing it to his arm and leg to stop the water from dripping all over the floor. Finally, he dried off his glasses.
(Okay...its bad...I'm too tired to care and I wanted a long post.)
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 2:47 am
(Alright, Draco is now waking up, I got bored though you guys rock!)
With a start, Draco shot out of his bed. Immediately regretting said action, he stumbled a bit. Soon, however, he regained himself and cleared his throat, standing upright.
He looked about him and realized he had nothing to worry about, he was in the dorm by himself. He nearly slapped himself for being so self-concious, but decided to take a shower since he was already awake. One of his imperfections that his father always went about tutting for was the fact that he couldn't ever sleep through anything and was almost always tired, hence being known as a git or mean, when he was actually just cranky from lack of sleep.
A smirk fell upon his lips. Alright maybe it was a bit more than deprivation of sleep, he just loved watching people squirm. A dasterdly trait his father gave him, he supposed.
"Like Potter. Ha, Potter was the easiest to upset by far." he thought to himself as he turned off the hot water and stepped out of the shower. He shook his head a moment, releasing some larger water droplets before they would have graced his already almost dried skin. He put on his boxers as he went to work drying his hair. An hour later, his hair was dried, though not at tip top condition. He walked about the room in his checkered green and white boxers a moment, letting the cool morning air dry the rest of him off. He then chose out a more simple ensemble than yesterday.
He didn't wear the robe, he just chose out some black slacks and a blue and white plaid flannel shirt with a white undershirt beneath it. He looked in the mirror placed above his dresser and did a pose in front of it, raising his eyebrow at himself while turning to the side with his hand lightly resting on his waist.
He let out a defeated sigh at how good that simple things looked on him, the fancy items his father usually chose were of a high caliber and looked like they were to eat him they were so big to his own not so built body. These clothes merely draped upon his body, making him look less scrawny than before. He then smirked again before heading out of his dorm.
He creeped across the common room, only a few unrecognisable faces up and about. He muttered the password and a door formed from the rocks. He peered outside, and seeing no one was doing their rounds, he smirked and let the door slide behind him. He travelled out of the dungeons and was soon walking through the great hall, looking about at what now looked like a lonely, dark dining hall.
I would like to ask you that you find a place to settle down soon. I am hoping that as soon as the latest prank session is over, we can move on to the next day. We've been stuck at this night for quite some time.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 7:49 am
(Sorry for taking a long time on the prank session... heh)
Gabriel grinned at the decidedly more damp Harry, and shook his head. There were so many things he could say to that, but he kept his mouth shut. He pulled out his wand and cast the cooling charm on the water, making sure it would stay ice-cold.
"There's no water on the book," he assured him. "All right, I'm just going to levitate this over their door, and then I'll be right back." He pulled out his wand, and cast the age-old Wingardium Leviosa on the bucket and directed it out the door and poised it over the door to the Fifth Year Dormitory. He put the spell on it to make it tip over when the door opened. With a wicked grin at his and Harry's work, he scampered back towards the Seventh year dorm.
"I can't wait to see their faces tomorrow!" he almost crowed out, but managed to not shout it. He checked his watch, jumping slightly. "Bloody hell, I didn't know it was this late."
He grabbed the charms book and put it back into his bag. "I don't know about you, mate, but I'm turning in," he told Harry.
He couldn't help but grin like a Cheshire cat as he changed into his pajamas and crawled into the random bed that he had chosen.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 8:28 am
((Sorry...))
Harry nodded, tossing the towel over a chair and giving up on trying to fix his clothes. They would just end up getting washed anyways. Shrugging off his shirt, he threw it onto the chair along with the towel. His pants followed, leaving him in his boxers. Fighting back a sudden yawn, he crawled into his own bed.
"Bloody hell," he muttered, sitting back up and pulling his glasses off. "Night," he said, slightly more cheerfully before kicking off the heavy comforter and pulling the sheet up over him.
Ignoring the fact that his pillow of was going to be soaked in the morning, he tried to fall asleep, wondering what exactly Sirius and Remus would do in the morning when one of them got covered in ice cold water.
((Am I the only character who doesn't have PJs? I mean besides Rem and Sirus. I don't think those two would take enough time to put on PJs before they ripped them off again. You two are like....rabbits. Honestly, Rem thank the world for werewolf stamina and Sirius' lack of any for thirteen years or whatever. Else you wouldn't be shagging like bunnies...okay, I'm done.))
(Bite me Snape.)
(All I have to say is that Sirius is nearly 40 and is getting more than his Hero for a Godson who is 17. Pretty pathetic.)
((That is so not far. You guys suck.))
(Very well, I might add.)
(Lupin, Thine suckage has always been most brilliant. -Sirius)
((Stop spamming my post. I don't want to hear about yours and Lupin's hedonistic lifestyle.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 3:30 pm
Draco thought he had been awake. Of course a common mistake. He sat down at the gryffindor table and, suddenly finding himself too tired to head back down and change, went to sleep upon the table, his head cradled in his arms (this is where he'll stay, i just wanted to show i was still watching, i just didn't want to loose touch with the draco inside me. Wow, that was the longest post I ever did before *gasp*)
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Sirius Black-Snuffles Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 6:11 pm
In the First year Hufflepuff dorm rooms, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore woke up with a yawn and a very cheerful smile. Flipping his long purple sleeping cap back behind him, he smiled benignly over at Fawkes the Phoenix glaring at him from the top of one of the other four poster beds.
"Good Morning Fawkes!" Fawkes gave a hoot of indignation, making the old Headmaster chuckle.
"Still mad about me saying no to your perch then. Well, I've had a most wonderful night. This was a very enjoyable plan. Perhaps I shall try Slytherin or Ravenclaw tomorrow night." Fawkes turned away from the Headmaster, beak held high.
"Now, now Fawkes. Don't be that way. Perhaps I'll have the House Elves fix something special for your breakfast this morning? Would you like some Belgium waffles?" Fawkes eagerly turned back to Albus who laughed.
"Always works, now before I forget, I must post the fliers." With a wave of his wand, Dumbledore cast a quick spell, sending fliers to attach themselves on all the Common Room boards, the Great Hall doors, the Entrance Hall doors, random walls in the hallways, and multiple copies to scatter themselves down the tables.
"Well that takes care of that than," he said standing up. "Call up a House Elf, Fawkes. We'll tell them to make Belgium Waffles this morning. And then I must wash, and of course make myself presentable today. I think I might wear my yellow robes--you know, with the shooting green stars?" Fawkes sighed and shook his feathers. At the very least he could always say that Dumbledore made things interesting.The Fliers NOTICE: THE NEXT TASK
The Next Task will be held tonight. It shall be a formal ball. Please wear your best and come join us for an evening of merriment and dancing.
The Ball will start at 7 o'clock. Please be prompt!
GOOD MORNING!
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 11:28 pm
It wasn't as if Kathryn woke up eagerly, in fact it was quite the opposite. She rolled over and managed to hit her head on the bedside table, making it nearly impossible for her to fall back asleep when your head is aching. Once she had decided that it was a hopeless case, she got up, found some clothes and headed for the showers.
"Spooky" She said, looking around, there were no sounds of the other girls and she couldn't help but feel alone. Finding her lemon scented soap at the bottom of her bag, she stepped in and began the morning ritual of showering. Once finished, Kathryn came out, her thin red hair clinging to her neck. She Located her clothes after, she had dried herself, and pull on the checkered green vest over a longsleeved top. Going back into the dormitory, she left her dirty pajamas on her bed and proceeded in brushing her teeth and hair.
"How could hair so thin get so damn knotted!" She said irritably and threw the brush down and grabbed a hair lacky and tied it up and then began to brush her teeth. Afterwards, she proceeded down the stairs and into the common room where she dove onto the couch and waited for the others to come down, blissfully un-aware of the new notice on the board.
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 8:26 am
Gabriel got up groggily, due to the fact that he had forgotten to close the curtains on his bed, which was situated next to a window. The sunbeams were shining on in his face, making him gve off a few mutters curses. He hated mornings. Nights were so much better. After all, at night, you couldn't get sunburned and a lot of interesting people always came out of the woodwork after the sun went down.
He could have just pulled the blankets over his head, but he didn't feel like doing that.
Note to self, he thought. I really need to remember to close the curtains of my bed.
He grumbled and tried to hide under the covers for a few more minutes before realizing that he wasn't going to get back to sleep. With a few more curses at sunlight and daytime and mornings, he threw off the covers and swung himself out of bed. He rubbed his hair, yawning.
Then something came to him. He wondered if Sirius or Remus had woken up yet. Glee filling his face, he vaulted quietly towards the door, just to peek out and see if the bucket was still there.
He grinned when he saw that it still was. Quietly, he closed the door of the seventh year dorms behind him and skirted around the fall zone before making his way down to the Common Room. He didn't want to stay in the dorms and accidentally wake up Harry, so he went to see if anyone was in the Common room. To his delight, he saw Kathryn sprawled onto the couch. He took a seat on the plushy chair next to her.
"Sleep well?" he asked.
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 9:01 am
(I refuse to stay asleep any longer.)
Remus woke, his internal clock going off, alerting him to the fact that it was time to get up. Sirius was curled on the bed next to him, having stolen his pillow. Remus sighed, sitting up and stretching a bit, knowing that he wasn't going to be waking up Sirius anytime soon. The man could sleep through the apocalypse.
Pushing aside the curtains and blinking as a beam of sunlight crashed through the window, he left Sirius in the dark of the bed and set about getting dressed, glad that he and Sirius had taken a second shower before going to sleep. Cleaning spells just never felt as relaxing as a hot shower. Pulling on his robes and noticed that a few threads had come loose near his wrist.
With a sigh, he retrieved his wand from the night table and cast a quick spell to preserve the threads until he could take the time to actually fix it. Running his fingers through his hair, he moved back toward the bed, parting the curtains and kissing Sirius' temple.
"Let sleeping dogs lie," he muttered, closing the curtains again and shaking his head at his own stupid joke. He didn't recall making jokes like that in school. Well, not all the time.
Shaking his head again, he opened the door.
He heard it first, the soft swoosh of magic being activated. Before he could throw up a shield, he felt it, cold water. No, ice cold water soaking him to the bone. Closing his eyes as he gasped, he heard a clang of metal on wood.
Opening his eyes as the cold hit him full force, he shivered and gazed blankly at the bucket as it turned back into a small aluminum tin. It was easy to put the pieces together and he growled.
"s**t!" he snapped, pulling at his now soaked robes and shivering in the cool morning air that usually came with sleeping in the tower. "Bloody buggering ******** ******** just realized Remus has a foul mouth when angry. Yay! Also, aren't I nice, taking the hit for Sirius? I deserve a reward.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 9:18 am
Gabriel heard mutted curses from the vicinity of the boys' dormitories. He couldn't help but laugh hysterically.
I wonder which one we got, he thought to himself, trying to contain his glee. If he didn't know that returning to the scene of the crime was silly, then he would've rushed up just to see who it was.
"Oh well," he mumbled as he ran to go see, nearly sliding across the room on one of the rugs. He finally made it up, only to see Remus completely wet. He was slightly disappointed that he didn't get both of them, but he didn't mind. The look on Remus's face was priceless.
He had to tell this to Harry later.
(Wow. Remus does have a foul mouth. Heeheehee. And yes, you do deserve a reward.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 10:31 am
Killa all but bouned into the great hall, stopping dead in her tracks as she saw the blonde on the Gryffindor table.
"That guy just want to make a fool of himself, doesnt he" she muttered and tip-toed up to where he was lying, then grabbed his shoulder to wake him up.
"You really need to stop doing that, you know" she said, taking a step back. "People might think you actually like the Lions. A rumour might start that you have a crush on one of them. Get a grip of yourself, would you?" she continued, hands on her hips, her tone of voice very mother-ly.
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Sirius Black-Snuffles Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 2:04 pm
Clang
"s**t! Bloody buggering ******** ********!"
Sirius shot up.
"I didn't do it!" he yelped pulling back the curtains quickly. "I swear I--" Remus stood in the door way dripping wet and obviously cold.
"Oh..." he mumbled. "Told you I didn't do it." He grunted and lay back down sleepily, curling into a ball beneath the blankets.
((Now don't be that way. I easily would've gotten up first and allowed myself to be drenched had I been on at the time. But you're the one who posted first, so it's your own fault--as soon as I finally realize what's happened you'll get a treat, I promise.))
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