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 Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 12:44 am
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¯¯¯ ♔ • cσcκγ grγffιηdσrEzra didn't have time to answer Eswen's comments, he was too busy trying to get as far away from that girl as possible. He was so focused on what he was doing, it wasn't until Eswen skidded to a stop that Ezra turned to listen to her. "What? Oh, ok, good idea," He agreed, willingly following her into the small room. It was smaller than he expected, and he tried to squirm around into a more comfortable position. He was noticeably close to Eswen's body and didn't want to make her feel insecure or unsafe by his intimidating presence. But instead of her moving away, she leaned in closer to him, presumably to light her wand.
Ezra prayed that the small ball of light wouldn't reveal the blush on his cheeks. His gaze was held firmly on Eswen's pale skin that seemed even fairer in the dim light. It took him a moment to register what she had said and blurt out a reasonable response. "Probably not.." He muttered quietly, feeling oddly disturbed to break the awkward silence. His eyes briefly flickered to her own, but they weren't looking back at him. They were focused on his.. lips? 'She must be lost in thought.' He thought curiously.
The tension between the two seemed to grow to an unbearable extent when Eswen's voice finally flooded the small closet. Her question surprised Ezra. What boy? 'Oh, Quillan! I completely forgot about that... I wonder if Matthew fixed him up?' He thought, slightly distraught. Looking down at Eswen he sighed and shook his head. "He, um... insulted me," Ezra mumbled, feeling ridiculous for using a such a flimsy reason as an excuse to punch someone's nose in.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 6:07 am
"Why... Of course I could!" Quillan exclaimed, seemingly aghast that Matthew doubted his abilities. "All I'd need to do is force a polka-dotted sweater on you and then transfigure you into a llama!" He explained, knowing just what kind of error would allow him to create a polka-dotted llama. It wasn't like Quillan could do that high of transfiguration on his own! But knowing how he failed every exam and recognizing those errors, he was sure that if Matt was wearing a polka-dotted sweater, and Quillan hoped and hoped that he'd turn out as a normal looking llama, that he'd appear as a polka-dotted llama--that is, of course, after he's learned Human transfiguration. Buuuuut, that was just a matter of time!
Quillan shrugged when Saga mentioned that the girl had been freaking out because a boy went in the girls bathroom. "Oh, bloody hell, it's not that big of a deal. I go into the one on the second floor all the time! It's a great spot to sleep, none of the teachers check in there," Quillan commented nonchalantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. He didn't care if he got weird glances, that bathroom was good for sleeping in--even if it WAS a bathroom.
Then, knowing that it would get Mattie mad, he crept closer to Eleanor. "We should skip sometime in there, savvy?" He grinned, nudging her softly with his elbow as his eyebrows raised up and down for emphasis.
Before he was dragged away from her, Quillan swung away and threw his arm over Matthew's shoulders. However, he wasn't able to get out any words before Eleanor declared that they should find out the perpetrator who went into the girls bathroom. "How righteous!" Quillan exclaimed, walking and nearly dragging Matthew along with him. "You siblings are quite some fun!"
Quillan dragged Matt along after the direction Ezra and Eswen had scampered off to. There were a few teachers running around, obviously looking for the boy who had dared to go into the girls bathroom. Quillan had Ezra and Eswen in his sights, but they turned a hall, and once Quillan and Matt got there, they had disappeared. "That's entertaining..." Quillan commented, pursing his lips. Then he spotted a door and a wide grin appeared on his head. "Follow me, Mattie-boy!"
When he arrived at the door, his arm was no longer slung across Matt's shoulders. Instead, both of them were perched near the doorknob. In one sudden movement, he swung the door open, having every intention of scaring the daylight out of Ezra.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 7:42 am
Eswen tilted her head to the side and looked up at Ezra. "It must've been hurtful," She calmly stated, ignoring the irrationality of his actions. After he responded, she didn't ask any more questions. It didn't seem like Ezra was that proud of it--and someone who loves animals like he did most definitely had a reason to use violence. Over the years, Eswen observed that people with compassion towards animals were in general more compassionate, and since he was in a situation very similar to hers when it came to pets, Eswen felt that the Slytherin boy's bloody nose was somewhat deserved, even though she had no knowledge of what really happened between the two besides the result. With their conversation filling the small little room, she felt herself regaining composure.
Now that she was focusing on something else, in fact, she felt much more comfortable. Strange, seeing as she was with Ezra, who she had been resentful of for about a week. Speaking of which--"Ezra, I am really sorry," She said, feeling as if she should state her feelings out clearly, even if the situation had passed. And Eswen did feel rather bad about what she did, however, it felt like a huge pressure was lifted off her shoulders now that they were friendly to each other again--disliking someone took a lot of effort!
A few minutes after she apologized, Eswen heard footsteps outside the door. "Ezra," She interrupted, holding a finger to her lips in attempt to silence him. Whether it worked or not, Eswen quickly brought her wand up to her face and whispered, "Nox." The bright light was extinguished in an instant, leaving the small room before them pitch black. A silence overtook them and Eswen could hear the footsteps even clearer now. Then, the person outside the door paused. Oh no... Eswen gulped. Are we found out? Did they hear us? She took another breath. As she did, she saw the doorknob turning. Oh no... oh no...
Then, the door flung open.
"It wasn't his fault! I led him in there, if you're going to punish someone, punish me!" Eswen blurted out, though she was temporarily blinded by the light. After her eyes adjusted, her racing heart calmed. Standing before her were Matthew and Quillan.
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 8:05 am
Saga was reassured by what the group said, in fact, she was ready to let the thought die, however, Eleanor immediately proposed to investigate the affair. She couldn't help but feel run down. Looking after Eleanor sure took some energy! And Matt honestly didn't seem like he could ever look after his rambunctious other-half! Saga got the vibe from him that he was more of a stagnant character--unless he was being all heroic, of course. However, she could be wrong! For all she knew, he could be even more energetic than his sister! He could just be hiding it, acting all responsible, but on the inside... he was some sort of energy-high bunny. Saga couldn't hold in the laughter--what the heck was she thinking!? Matt, some energy-high bunny?! That was absolutely mental! "Y-yeah, let's go," she responded to Eleanor, nearly in tears from her laughter.
Before they could even start to move, Quillan dragged Matthew past them. "Jeez, they're energetic." Saga observed, picking up the pace. However, even then, the gap between them and the boys widened. In order to keep up, Saga actually had to start jogging! That Slytherin boy is a monster! How can he be so fast while dragging someone!? Saga wondered in amazement. If she had that much power--she could... Get back at those gnats for throwing balloons at her! Oh, that would be wonderful! But it wasn't like she needed that power to get back at them...
Finally, Quillan slowed down. Saga slowed her pace, looking to see where Eleanor was. In her immediate vision, however, instead of seeing Eleanor, she saw a professor striding down the hall, a firm look on their face. "Hey guys!" Saga interjected, however, Quillan had already pulled open the door. Oh jeez...
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