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Tweak says, "Wanna share my umbrella?"

Wes (wassupwes) wrote in ecorridor_rpg,
@ 2009-04-24 14:51:00

Who: Wes & Scorpius (OPEN to professors!)
What: Doing a whole lotta nothin'
Where: Out on the grounds
When: Friday afternoon
Rating: Warning: Contents could be explosive.
Author's Note: I can be a complete flake, so expect slow-ass replies sometimes.

Wes was smoking, but it was just a cigarette. He actually wasn't in the mood to get high for once. Not to mention that it was actually impossible to get near the greenhouses, what with all the preparation for the Herbology exam coming up.
Exams, exams, exams. It was all anyone was talking about outside of the murders, and quite frankly Wes Longbottom was bored of it!
He sighed and laid back into the long grass, closing his eyes to enjoy the unseasonably warm Spring they were having, and how nice and quiet it was on the grounds, despite being a Friday afternoon. It wouldn't have been to hard for him to fall asleep where he was laying....

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wassupwes
2009-04-26 06:51 pm UTC (link)

Wes let out a triumphant "HA!" as the spell on him broke, only to be hit with one a second later. Much to his mortification, his eyebrows burst outwards, descending over his face with terrific speed.
"FUCK!" He exclaimed, quickly turning his wand on his face, "Finite Incantatem!"

He couldn't see, that much was obvious, and it scared him, because Scorpius had the upper hand once again!
"Explico!" He cast quickly. Wes' eyebrows quickly began to shrink back to their normal size. He looked around quickly, hoping Scorpius hadn't had a chance to do anything terrible, but he was already bracing himself for another spell, "Protego!"

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heirpresumptive
2009-04-27 12:18 pm UTC (link)

Scorpius did not immediately act upon his sudden advantage because, seeing Wes' face overtaken by thick hair pulled a loud peal of laughter from him. And so, when he did finally shout, "Expelliarmus!" it shattered harmlessly against the other boy's sheild.

Instinctively dodging backward a step of two, Scorpius spat a rapid leg-locked while moving, just in case Wes had already begun an offensive spell.

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wassupwes
2009-04-27 03:23 pm UTC (link)

Wes dodged the spell, regaining himself with his advantage of Scorpius pausing before trying to disarm him. He flicked his wand angrily, indignantly embarrassed at being caught by the eyebrow jinx.

"Levicorpus!" He exclaimed, deciding that if he could catch Scorpius up in the air by his ankle, he would have the chance to do all sorts of horrible disfiguring things to his face.

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Sorry! Edits! ^_^

heirpresumptive
2009-04-27 05:14 pm UTC (link)

The spell caught him up rapidly, and Scorpius lurched forward but could not break it's hold. His body began to twist of it's own accord, turning him almost entirely upside down by his ankles. His first thought was, Thank Merlin I'm wearing trousers today! as his robes began to gather, but his next was furious revenge.

"Incendio!" He all but hissed, aiming to light the hem of Wes' robes on fire- hoping the time it took to extinguish the flames would give him to chance to get back on the ground.

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wassupwes
2009-04-27 05:25 pm UTC (link)

Wes had stepped forwards the moment Scorpius' feet lifted off the ground, a smug smile on his face as he was sure he was about to get some excellent revenge. It faded instantly as Scorpius' spell caught the bottom of his robes and they instantly burst into flames.
"FUCK!" He cried, leaping back, trying to pat out the flames before quickly casting aguamenti, extinguishing the fire whilst simultaneously soaking his shoes, "Oh fuck you Malfoy!"

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heirpresumptive
2009-04-27 05:31 pm UTC (link)

Scorpius took the opportunity to cast a rapid counter-spell, which caused him to drop rather hard to the ground- it hurt a bit, but he was still grinning wickedly when he got to his feet.

"Fuck you, Longbottom." He crowed back. He blamed the fact that blood was still rushing to his head from his inversion for not being able to come up with anything more clever than that. "But, let me help you with that spell there- Aguamenti!"

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wassupwes
2009-04-27 06:01 pm UTC (link)

"Sonovva-" He managed before the jet hit him square on the chest. He stumbled back, a sudden flash of deja vu. Coughing and now completely drenched, Wes was angry. Very angry!
"Glacius!" He called over the stream, the blue sparks from his wand catching the jet of water surging from Scorpius' wand, freezing it in a great icy arch. Eyes flashing with anger, he pushed his wet hair out of his eyes and flicked his wand towards the ground just in front of where scorpius was standing.
"EXPULSO!" He roared, hopig the explosion would send Scorpius flying.

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heirpresumptive
2009-04-28 05:52 pm UTC (link)

"Protego!" Scorpius screamed, feeling his throat go raw as he tried to put as much force as possible into the protective spell, pushing it past the ice that had overcome the tip of his wand.

The groud just in front of him went up in peices, but Scorpius remained unscathed behind his sheild. His blood was boiling at this point, and it would not have surprised Scorpius if his grey eyes turned red with rage.

"Incarcerous!" He countered, this time sending real robes that would bind Wes, rather than simple pulling him forward. If he could tie the bastard's hand down then Scorpius would have time to think of a horriblee enough spell to use.

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corridornpc
2009-04-28 06:49 pm UTC (link)

Students. Rowdy, idiotic students. Professor Rakow had heard the clamoring of spells from his open window as he was attempting to focus on the decipherment of an old parchment. Turning around sharply, he saw the two boys, hurling birds and ice cubes at one another. he groaned to himself and shook his head, his blood boiling in his face. Always one to end an amateur duel between students, Professor Rakow grabbed his wand, locked his office door, and swiftly made his way down.

It seemed he had got there in time. The Longbottom boy had been bound by ropes and the Malfoy boy looked about ready to finish him off.

"ENOUGH." He called in his enhanced, bellowing voice. "OFF WITH IT, RIGHT NOW." His face was red as he walked toward them now that they were in his line of sight. Never one to be light on punishment, Professor Rakow was annoyed with the fact that he had to get out of his office to deal with this mess and he quite wanted these boys to clearly understand this fact.

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wassupwes
2009-04-28 07:11 pm UTC (link)

Ropes! Shit! Wes was wrapped up before he could stop them, too busy blocking the odd bits of debris from the explosion. He panicked as he was wrapped, and opened his mouth to shout a long stream of obscenities at Scorpius when another voice filled the air. He turned, arms pinned to his sides by the rope, to see Professor Rakow heading towards them.
"Shit-" He murmured, taking a few steps back, "This isn't what it looks like!"
What it looked like, he was sure, was himself and Scorpius Malfoy trying to kill each other. He wasn't sure there was much of an excuse that would cover it. DADA practice maybe?
"He started it!" He blurted before he could stop himself, no matter how childish it was.

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heirpresumptive
2009-04-29 10:09 am UTC (link)

Scorpius dropped his arms immediately to his sides and froze in his steps, trying to carry it off as though he had not just been advancing with murderous intent on the now bound Wes.

All new spells died on his lips but, with one glance of the professors livid face, he murmured a quick "finite Incantium" as watched as the robes unwound themselves from the Gryffindor and disappear.

At Wes' accusation, Scorpius show him a harsh glare, but he decided to wait a moment before speaking himself.

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corridornpc
2009-04-29 06:20 pm UTC (link)

"I don't care who started it," the professor advanced with a dangerous sneer in his face. "All I see is two gape jawed idiots who find their jollies hurling boyish spells at each other!" As he stood over them, he gave both boys a well aimed clock on the back of their heads.

"Longbottom. Malfoy. Follow me. Now." He spat at them before turning. Rakow wasn't interested in apologies or explainations.

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wassupwes
2009-04-30 05:55 am UTC (link)

Wes winced as his was hit, and rubbed the back of his head gently, his expression not doing much to cover the obvious cogs turning in his head, searching for a way to wriggle out of being punished. He'd done it a thousand times before, but most of those times he hadn't been caught in the act.
Reluctantly, knowing the alternative would've been a lot worse, Wes followed Rakow, throwing a dirty look at Scorpius as he did so. His day had been looking quite up until he'd showed his face.

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	heirpresumptive 2009-04-30 11:30 am UTC (link)
	Rubbing his head at the blow Scorpius sneer back when Wes caught his eye, but fell into step behind the professor. What bad luck, he couldn't help thinking to himself, that Rakow hadn't come just a minute later then he did-- Scorpius could have really put Longbottom in his place once and for all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

corridornpc
2009-05-01 02:42 am UTC (link)

Professor Rakow led the two boys back into the East Tower, where his office lay. However, instead of walking up the stairs to the third floor where he usually resided when he wasn't teaching classes, he walked downstairs, into the basement of the Tower. As the descended the steps, they passed floor after floor until natural sunlight pierced the steps only in bare, weak shafts. Eventually, torches appeared and illuminated their path.

"Move quickly and with confidence," he warned. "If you even make a single misstep on these stairs, you will no doubt descend into a darkness where not even your mothers would dare to call out your shameful names."

At the very bottom of the steps, they reached a set of large, old wooden doors. With a tap of his wand, the doors creaked open, revealing a leaky dungeon illuminated by a single green torch, filled top to bottom with grimy flasks of all shapes and sizes.

Rakow turned to the two teenagers behind him. "Boys. Wands." He said, his face looking rather severe in the green light.

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wassupwes
2009-05-01 06:09 am UTC (link)

Wes silently followed, trying to avoid falling into step with Scorpius. He was secretly already plotting his revenge for Scoripus getting him another detention under his belt. It'd be something sticky, he decided. He was barely looking where he was going until Rakow warned them. It was then that he realised they were in a part of the school he'd never been in before. He didn't make a point of going to the dungeons at the best of times.
"What's this?" He asked as he pulled his wand out of his pocket, his tone a little more rebellous than he intended, but hell, it was a nice day and he was apparently going to be locked in a dungeon or something! Well, he'd complain to his dad later on, that was for sure!
"Professor we were just practising-" He tried.

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heirpresumptive
2009-05-01 06:10 pm UTC (link)

Scorpius did not even try to hind his revulsion as the descended into this dank part of the castle. what the fuck? The professor couldn't possibly expect them to stay down here for any length of time. Sure, as a Slytherin Scorpius spent more than enough time in the school dungeons, but this was hardly the same thing at all!

Scorpius handed over his wand, reluctantly but not seeing any other option at the moment. "Professor," He began, completely ignoring Wes' attempt, "Longbottom accused me of killing Lysander, not just finding him...I haven't gotten over it, and I reacted a little violently, but.."

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corridornpc
2009-05-04 04:50 pm UTC (link)

Since discovering the two in the heat of a duel earlier, Professor Rakow's patience had hardly grown. He cut them short of their explanations. There was no excuse that would bring upon either of them his mercy.

"Tut! Not another word out of you two! I don't care if he attempted to kill your mother!" He said as he grabbed their wands, turning around to walk past the threshold. "Do you know where we are?" He didn't wait for their answers. "This is a volatile potions cabinet. Some of these vials, they are centuries old, brewed once in a millennia and never more."

The Professor walked up to a creaky looking green shelf, filled top to bottom with similar looking vials. "These are old transfiguratory potions. I want you to take all of these vials and put them into that box," he pointed to a nearby box with a few vials in them; clearly a job he tried to start. "When you are finished, I want you to bring them back into my office. The stairs will know when you've finished the job correctly and bring you up without dropping the box."

"Don't you dare try to steal one of these vials because I have each and every one of them cataloged in my mind. And I would avoid breaking them too," The Professor plucked one of the vials from the very top and dipped the boys' wands into the it. In a puff of grey smoke, the two wands turned into tiny black rats. He stuffed them into his pocket. He took an hourglass out in its place.

"I'll keep these for now. You have until the hourglass is through to finish this job. If not, I'm shutting the doors and you get to spend the rest of the night on these moldy floors. Understood?"

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