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 Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 4:58 pm
Thankfully, before another spell could be casted by the boy, he was momentarily distracted by a sharp scream. Heck, it got Quill's attention too. But he was pretty quick on his feet, so he managed to fumble to stand upright. Quillan looked back to see a work of genius. The girl's face had errupted in reddish purple pimples. "That's gnarly!" Quill grimaced, not from the pain, but from the atrocity that was now that girl's face. She's not getting a date anytime soooooon! Quillan mused, limping over to the table to grab a large container of jello. Within seconds, he had grabbed a large handful of the slime and threw it just as the Gryffindor boy was turning his head back to him.
It splattered. It spewed. It smacked. And it made one damn fine mess.
In that moment, Dorian came up to his side. Thankful for the support, they both retreated out of the Main Hall. By now, Quillan was doing a funky little run-limp and continued to do that till they disappeared into the mass of hallways. When they did, Quillan turned to Dorian, never prouder of the boy. Between gasping breaths, he managed to say, "Daaannng, Dorian, you make the girls scream for 'ya." with a smirked, not at all realizing the potential sexual innuendo ((ooc: I did, of course : P But I'm not eleven)).
By now, a bit of adrenalin had wore off and Quillan was beginning to feel the pain in his leg. Hope it's just a sprain! He thought, trying to be positive. However, being in the infirmary for long amounts of time never bothered him much. He had to go when he got attacked by a hippogriff, not to mention, it's one of his favorite sleeping spots. "C'mon this way, to the Common Room!" Quillan beckoned, removing Dorian's support to hobble up some stairs. "I think those Gryffindor's will be searching for us!" The thought of being on the run was absolutely exhilarating for Quillan.
So exhilarating that he fell flat on the stairs after tripping.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:20 pm
Dorian shot Quill a dark look, and shook his head. He really hadn't meant to loose that spell on her, but hadn't been able to control himself. She had made him so mad that he hadn't been able to think straight! If his Grand-mere found out about him using the spell on a girl, she'd probably whip his hide! The thought made him gulp. Why had she taught him the spell in the first place? What had possessed her to pass that spell along?
Dorian scowled at Quill's jubilant cry, trying to ignore the jello that was still sliding down the Gryffindor's face. It made him want to laugh but he held it back. He realized that he had nearly gone as far as the two Gryffindors had and he hated himself for that. Being around Quill was not a good thing, it seemed as though the other boy brought out the worst in him.
"Shut up." He murmured under his breath, his face going dark at what Quill said. "Hold on, you're going to...fall." Dorian finished after Quill fell flat on the stairs. he shook his head murmuring french curses under his breath as he made his way down the stairs and picked Quill up.
"God, you're such an idiot." he told Quill as he half carried him the rest of the way down the winding stairs. "When you're on the run, you're supposed to be quiet." He admonished with a severe look at Quill.
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Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 5:37 pm
"Thanks," Quillan muttered as Dorian helped him up. Once again, he began to hobble up the stairs. He turned to give the boy a big smile, but it immediately washed from his face.
The stickler Dorian was back. "What's got your panties in a knot?" Quillan responded to Dorian's glare. One moment, they were having the time of their lives and the next he was all uptight? How disappointing! Quill had thought they had got past that stage! A few seconds ago, they almost as thick as thieves. Anyway, Quillan was pretty sure his dad said something about this--it was called PMS.
Shrugging, he began to hop up the stairs to the Slytherin Common Room. As he didn't he realized something pretty bad. His leg... how would he be able to get it fixed without running into either the Gryffindors or the teachers, who would ultimately give him detention... Oh well... Behind him, he could hear a loud commotion. "Looks like they're on to us, Dorian!" Quillan exclaimed, hopping faster, making sure not to fall again.
Once they got the Common Room, Quillan froze. "Oh god... Please say... you do remember the password, right?" It was only him doing those dumb things, right? Dorian would know, right? They were in some deep dog crab otherwise! The voices were getting increasingly louder from the hallway they had just came from. Oh jeez... It seemed like those Gryffindors hadn't gone to the teachers, but rather, had managed to multiply like amoebas.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 9:35 pm
Dorian could tell that something he had said had annoyed Quill. He didn't really care at that moment, what with two fourth year Gryffindors hell bent on catching them. He really didn't want to explain himself in the middle of a chase, a chase that could end really badly for the both of them.
Dorian reached out to help Quill when he saw his leg was hurt rather badly. He was a bit put off when Quill didn't see it and began to hope away. Fine..let him suffer if he wanted to. Dorian wasn't about to let the Gryffindors catch him. He followed Quill, making sure to not go too fast. Despite his not wanting to get caught; he didn't want Quill to be caught alone outside the sanctity of their Dorm.
"You forgot it already?" Dorian asked disbelief written across his face. Then he leaned forward and whispered the password to the stone wall. The wall opened revealing the Slytherin Common room.
"Come on!" Dorian said impatiently grabbing Quill and pulling him inside right as the Gryffindors rounded the corner and saw them. Thankfully the stone door to the Slytherin room slammed shut before they could get anywhere near the open door.
"Well..that wasn't how I meant to spend my afternoon. Looks like we're pretty much cornered in here for the rest of the night." Dorian said with a scowl.
So much for his goal of letting loose. If there had been less Gryffindors outside and not fourth years and older he might have had the guts to go out and deal with them. Dorian rubbed his chin slightly. Maybe..he and Quill could get some of the older Slytherins to come out and help deal with them. Their House's enmity against the Gryffindors was legendary and it was more than likely that the older students would jump at a chance to show the Gryffindors up. Though..they probably wouldn't want to deal with getting in trouble.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 1:18 pm
"You're a life-savior, man!" Quillan exclaimed when Dorian spoke the password to the Slytherin Dungeon. Thank god! If Quill had been by himself, he was pretty sure he would be on the floor in a pulp-like state. "PHEW! I knew you were good for something, Dorian! Kudos, man! You were awesome!" After Quillan hobbled into the Common Room and the door had been firmly closed behind him, Quillan made a lunge to bear hug Dorian, hoping to take him in so much surprise that he wouldn't end up jinxing him with those nasty pimples like that Gryffindor girl.
"Ahh, well! It's more fun to be unpredictable, isn't it?" Quillan, whether or not he had managed to lift Dorian up like a teddy-bear, hobbled over to the entrance to the boy's rooms. "It's not a complete waste though! My parents sent be a boat load of candy that we can eat in the meantime! It's not like those Gryffindors can hang around the entrance of our Common Room forever! One of the older Slytherins will kick their asses! Not only that, but a prefect would bust them for hanging out so close to our rooms! Ohhh, I actually want to see that a bit!" Quillan rambled on, trying to keep a conversation flowing in order to ignore the pain in his leg. It didn't feel broken but it didn't seem that hot either. It felt like it was swelling quite a bit underneath his robes though.
Finding a spot on the couch, Quillan stretched himself out and made himself comfortable after grabbing a bit of candy from his hidden stash underneath the green crystal ball's stand. "Want a chocolate frog? Or perhaps some jellies?" Quillan inquired, tossing Dorian both just in case. Back on the couch, he opened up a chocolate frog container cautiously and with much concentration. Just as the dark chocolate frog jumped out, Quillan's neck craned and he lunged, catching the frog mid-jump in his mouth. "Sthats shhkill!!" He celebrated with his mouth still fun with frog, the little arms and legs wiggling outside of his mouth even though his teeth were firmly implanted in the body.
After poking the rest of the candy into his mouth, Quillan turned to look at Dorian. "Nice jinx you got there, pal. Her face was repulsive!" Just the thought of her face was enough to send Quillan into a fit of giggles. "You're a good kid, you know that? I was under the impression you wouldn't be that much fun but I was wronnng!" Quillan admitted, now quite happy that he had taken out his rage on this boy earlier today. He wasn't sure about Dorian but he could feel a friendship between them already! ((poor Dorian, lol!))
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2011 12:39 pm
Despite the thrill of elation that Dorian felt at being praised, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He was good for a lot more than remembering a password that really wasn't that hard to recall. "Sure, I'm glad I could help." Dorian replied turning to go only to be completely stunned at being engulfed in a rather long bear hug.
"Uh.. sure. I suppose." Dorian replied blinking a bit surprised at the hug, and a bit put off by Quill's sudden happy tone. This kid was just too unpredictable. Though..the mention of candy was tempting. "Yeah, I wonder what will happen if they're caught milling around out there. It would be rather fun to watch." Dorian agreed.
He noticed that Quill was still hobbling around on one leg and frowned. The Gryffindors must have hurt him pretty badly. "Is your leg okay?" Dorian asked sitting down on the couch's arm rest next to Quill.
He shook his head at the offered candy. It took too much skill to eat the chocolate frogs and he didn't really care for the all flavored jelly beans. He had mistakenly eaten an earwax one when he had been five or six and all jelly beans had lost appeal to him. "Nicely done." Dorian said admiringly.
So Quill wasn't like other kids, and seemed to be random at times. The same could be said for Dorian when he lost his temper or his other emotions flared up on him. They really weren't much different; Quill just tended to not care what other people thought or how it affected them. Dorian wondered if he'd become the same way if he continued to hang out with him.
"Oh, yeah. I suppose it was. It was a spell my grandmere taught me." Dorian replied. "I suppose she knew I'd need something that would make people avoid bothering me."
Dorian wasn't sure what Quill meant by him not being fun, but decided to ignore it. Perhaps he was a bit too stiff at times. At least if he were to hang out with Quill there would definitely be adventures and interesting things happening.
"Thanks. You're not half bad yourself." Dorian replied with a small grin.
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