Teddy R. Lupin (makethemproud) wrote in bearandbarnacle, @ 2009-03-24 10:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | teddypost, teddythread, topic, underwear, victoirethread |
Teddy Lupin: Topic: Underwear
Teddy Lupin likes underwear just fine, thanks very much.
Just because his ridiculously randy roommates back in his Ravenclaw dorm decided it was in their best interests to traipse about a draughty Scottish castle just in case does not mean the then-prefect was in agreement. Of course Teddy knew this probably disappointed his girlfriend when she cornered him in the third floor passage behind the tapestry or between the stacks of musty library books on the 1,001 Uses of Common Moulds & Fungi. But, he'd counter wisely, would she rather his bits froze off before anything interesting happened?
He thought not.
And honestly, Teddy thought that was the last he'd ever really hear about the underwear thing.
It wasn't until a few weeks later when it came up again. Or, well—a related branch of it. The Metamorphmagus was sitting in bed, skimming through his textbook in review for a Transfiguration test he already knew he was ready for. In comes Jensen and Max, chortling over something or other and Teddy gives them a cursory glance (complete with raised eyebrow) and returns to his book.
"Oi, Lupin!"
Sigh. "Yeah?"
"Your girlfriend ripped us off, mate. Five Galleons for a piece of—"
"Hey now, it was bloody well worth it. Actual lace. My girl's just got the one pair and she's always going on about how it's for special ocassions. As if us shagging isn't special enough?"
Teddy stares. "What're you—"
"What, didn't you know?" The boys elbow each other and start laughing again. Teddy feels his hair prickling into an uneasy orange. He gestures for them to go on. "Oh Merlin, Ted, you're thick for a prefect. Your Slytherin sweetheart's been selling her knickers."
Teddy stares some more. Definitely orange, remarks the unstunned part of his brain.
"Oh," adds Max with a bit of a smirk, "and last I saw, she was hawking off some of your things. Cheaper than hers, I reckon, but of the two... Sorry, mate, don't fancy you that w—"
Teddy bolts out of the room without a word.