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Sirius O. Black ([info]chienderace) wrote in [info]loremrpg,
@ 2011-04-30 19:00:00

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Entry tags:!incomplete, amelia bones, arthur weasley, dorcas meadowes, fabian prewett, gideon prewett, hestia jones, james potter, kira fenwick, lily evans, remus lupin, septima vector, sirius black

Characters: Gryffindors and/or anyone friendly with the Marauders, even in passing, including friends of friends of friends...the more, the merrier!
Setting: Gryffindor common room, after dinner on Sunday, 31 October
Content: NSFW, likely, for mentions of drunken debauchery by underage witches and wizards. And probably also costumes that are, erm, less than proper.
Summary: It is Sirius Black's birthday, and you know what that means!


One of Sirius' favourite things about his birthday was that it was Halloween. Some people might have resented sharing their birthday with a holiday, but not Sirius. For him, the addition of Halloween just gave him an excuse to make his annual party even larger than it would have been already.

Once he had rolled out of bed midmorning, eaten brunch, and downed some hangover potion, he had spent at least a fair portion of the afternoon getting ready for the party. He went down to Hogsmeade one last time to pick up some treats from Honeydukes', then, along with the other Marauders, kicked everybody out of the common room and started work. They enlarged the room a bit with magic, pushed all the tables and chairs to the perimeter of the room, put up several magical and somewhat frightening decorations, asked the house-elves to send up some refreshments, and prepared their impressive store of alcohol. Sirius also sweet-talked the Fat Lady into letting any and all partygoers into the common room for the evening, regardless of password knowledge, except those who weren't wearing masks (since enchanted masks were his requirement of the year, after all).

Once everything was set, Sirius headed back up to his dormitory to change into his costume, then returned to the common room with his mates and waited for the partygoers to drift in as dinner finished.

[OOC note: As mentioned in a couple of entries, enchanted masks are the rule of the party! The Fat Lady won't let you in if you aren't wearing one! The deal with the masks is they've got a mild confundus charm on them, so the wearer won't be recognized, even if they normally would be. If someone has already told you who they are, or you know what they're wearing, then you will recognize them, but other than that, you don't know who anyone wearing a mask is!

Also, feel free to reply to this in multiple subthreads, just like at the ball. This is a big party, and it's not ALL about Sirius, much as he'd like to think so ;) Feel free to godmod Sirius as welcoming your characters, offering them drinks, etc, and if you want to include him in a thread, you don't need to ask me, just go right on ahead! I'd make location comments, but the common room's not really big enough. Let me know if you have any questions!]


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Gideon/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-01 10:47 pm UTC (link)
Gideon wasn't sure what sort of trouble he was going to get in that night, but he was hoping for a great deal of fun to come out of it. He'd rigged together a pretty good Julius Caesar costume, which really was just some well-placed sheets and fastenings. Truth be told, Gideon just wanted to wear a toga because, well, it was Sirius Black's birthday party and if there was ever a reason to wear a toga, that would be it. He'd managed to snag a pretty cool mask, too.

It would be weird to be at a party where he wouldn't be able to find Fabian on a moment's notice, but that wasn't going to keep Gideon from having a good time. He bounded down the stairs a little after his brother, and started to mingle with the crowd.

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Re: Gideon/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-02 06:47 am UTC (link)
The crowd had grown rather to the large size of medium and Tiberius was....in a manner of speaking....on fire. At this point he was using all around him as buoys keeping him upright until he found some constant support, whether by a wall, a comfy gold and red armchair, or even a person. Anything would do, really, and Tiberius was quite happy and quite friendly.

He had been having a great past 24 hours. He had made it to the ball, made things better with Mia, and he was almost certain Ed was unaware he was even back. He wasn't worried about seeing him tonight either. Not only were everyone's appearances unrecognizable, but Ed would most likely not be attending after the drama at the ball that Tiberius had seen a part of. He was looking forward to one more night before facing Ed again, and he was very thankful for it. Since he hadn't planned on attending this party until last night, he had little time to prepare anything fancy. He wore his normal clothing for the most part. He tried to dress it up to at least attempt secrecy. He transfigured an autumn leaf he found under his bed into his mask, which turned out being more impressive than anticipated.

So as he stumbled on, he noticed a man with dark hair and a white robe. For a moment, Tiberius considered that perhaps he had actually just died and was seeing god or God or a god (he wasn't quite sure what he believed). But as he came to realize how ridiculous that was, and as he came closer, he met himself face to face with,

"Herpo the Foul!!!!!!! I thought that I'd be seeing you sooner or later. Come back for round two since I beat your soddy ass to a pulp on my History of Magic O.W.L.?!?!??!!?" he managed to slur in a manner that was really funny and entertaining, but at the same time the slightest bit alarming because you couldn't be 100% sure he wasn't meaning it. He articulated this with a dramatic point to the accused's chest accompanied by a challenging look, which he hoped pierced through his foe's silver mask.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-02 12:29 pm UTC (link)
Of all the things and scenarios Gideon had considered he might stumble upon at Sirius' birthday party, being mistaken for a dark wizard who invented dark curses and had a weird obsession with snakes was not one of them. It made him laugh, though. He had no idea who it was that was accusing him of being such a wizard, but whoever it was seemed to be pretty obliterated. He glanced down at the finger poking into his chest, then back up a the masked man. What was he supposed to be? A tree?

"Common misconception, mate. I'm afraid I'm his younger brother. A lesser known foul. More of pleasant, really. Squint a bit, and you'll see I'm much better looking than Herpo. He's a right git, eh? You say you whooped him to a pulp, did you?" He clapped the other on the back. "Good for you, mate."

He tried to hide his laughter behind his words, but there was no hiding the smile on his face. Drunken stupors were far too amusing. He needed to find whatever this bloke had gotten into and have a bit himself.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-02 06:26 pm UTC (link)
The laughter and the smiles were very disorienting. Never before had Tiberius know a true dark wizard to facilitate such emotions openly. He was faced with a decision to make. He could either continue to accost Herpo until he confessed he truly was Herpo, or he could believe that this man in front of him was not in fact Herpo the Foul.

He took his advice and squinted at the man. Since his eyes were in a state of half close before, not his eyes were barely even open. He also cocked his head to the side in hopes that it would help reveal the true identity of the man in front of him. Indeed, his playful and jovial face was much better looking than Herpo. Wait....why did he notice that? He banished the thought from his mind.

"You are indee righ I DID! He was never able to recover. An thangyu. I mean sorry. You are quite correct, I was mistaen. You're NOT Herpes the Foul! You are definadely not. So sorry. How can I make id up to you?"

He was desperate to redeem himself for this beautiful yet to be identified man. He looked at what he had in his hands and felt around his pocket. All he had was his flask and a pipe. Knowing that only one was suitable indoors, he proffered it to his newfound ally.

"Heer, take a swig!"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-03 02:38 am UTC (link)
Gideon didn't quite know what to make of this bloke. He didn't know who it was, of course, but he was thoroughly amused. He wasn't laughing at the masked fellow's expense, really, but he just found the things he was saying to be pretty funny. He'd simply come downstairs, and was immediately accused of being a dark wizard, then exonerated a few seconds later. Now he was being offered a flask of something or another. He didn't know what was in it, but clearly it'd gotten this guy smashed.

He wasn't usually one to do anything like that -- take a drink from an unknown source, that is. Gideon liked to have fun as much as the next bloke, but he wasn't stupid. Especially without knowing where Fabian was. But, he supposed that if he was ever going to do something out of character for himself, it might as well be at a time when no one would know it was him. "Thanks," he said, and took a swig as instructed. ..And nearly choked. "Bloody hell, that's strong," he said, his voice a bit strained. "You're not wanting to remember tonight, are you?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-03 03:06 am UTC (link)
"Strong, I suppose, is subjective. But I think you could catch up with me."

He thought about how he should respond to his Roman Senator's last comment. He was thinking of a lot of things to say, but his shrivel of self control was thankfully strong enough to filter out the bad ones. He decided on,

"I would only like to remember tonight if I had something interesting about it worthy of remembrance."

He knew not by what power he was made bold, but at the closure of the previous statement he added a devlish smirk. He figured that if he got any shit for it he could blame it on his state of mind. He didn't know what he wanted exactly, but he knew this was the correct path towards whatever it was that he wanted.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-03 03:43 am UTC (link)
Gideon raised an eyebrow. He wasn't expecting that sort of reply, though honestly he wasn't sure what he ought to have expected to come out of his mouth at this point. He wasn't sure if he was a loose cannon by nature or if it was just the alcohol. But that smirk was.. well, if he was being honest with himself he'd say it was a bit enticing.

"A bunch of students in costumes and masks who have no idea who's who isn't interesting enough for you?" He asked, grinning a bit. He went ahead and took a second swig, feeling a bit of a burn in his throat as a result. "So then, what would you deem as a worthy memory, sir?" He asked, handing the flask back to him.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-03 05:11 am UTC (link)
"I think that the students involved with costumes just opens multiple doors towards discovering things and other things where usually nothing would happen."

He didn't know if what he had spewed made sense, but as long as it kept him thinking long enough to think of a second answer, it was good enough for him.

"And as for something to remember by, I think it would be a happening or an experience unlike any other that I've had. Do you think you know of any? Rather,any you'd be capable of?"

While he laughed with those around him, he hoped that whomever he was talking to understood his double meaning in his joke. As loosely veiled as it may have been, he thought he had a thick layer of secrecy between his comments and his feelings. He was never usually this forward, he didn't know what would follow or what would be thought.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-03 01:11 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah." Gideon did understand what he was saying. He made a good point. "No real consequences when you're hiding behind anonymity," he said, and tapped his own mask with his index finger. "Leaves you feeling kind of liberated. ...Maybe even a little brave."

He thought he could see where this masked fellow was leading the conversation, and almost felt like he was being propositioned. Gideon had never really let this side of himself come to the surface before, because he wasn't sure he really understood it or if it was really real. How did this bloke know? Coincidence? Or was he wearing a sign on his toga? Maybe it was the toga. ...Now he really, really needed a drink.

"Possibly. But it's hard to say without knowing just how brave you are."

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-03 10:02 pm UTC (link)
Tiberius' silly drunken charm was slowly changing. If it was even possible, his demeanor sobered up while he listened and thought. He had always harmlessly acted this way, but it almost seemed like he was being pushed back against this time. For the first time, Tiberius felt as if something could actually come of this. He was equal parts scared and thrilled and excited all at once.

In the back of his mind, he thought about the troubles that had just sorted themselves out with Mia, his anticipated troubles with Ed and Trish, and the turmoil that might arise from whatever was about to happen. But in his state, his priorities were re-adjusting themselves to fit the event. If he could help it, he wanted to stop thinking about it all together. He would shut down his mind and function based off feelings rather than thoughts and judgments tonight if he could. He wasn't sure if this opportunity would ever happen again, so in the end he just went for it.

"Brave? Is that even a question?! I would have marched up to Harpo the Louse tonight if you had really been him! It is safe to say I am exceedingly brave. It is you that who needs to prove his bravery. And you can start by taking another drink."

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-03 11:35 pm UTC (link)
Gideon didn't know what sort of repercussions would result from any actions he took, because he did not know who it was that was behind the mask. That was part of the allure, and part of what scared him. He wasn't a coward by any means, but he also wasn't quite as brave as Fabian. In his brother's presence, he would almost always default to Fabian. In this case, he was very much alone.

He also wasn't one to jump the gun. Though he didn't always think before he would leap, he also had enough common sense not to leap off a bridge. But this... This was entirely uncharted territory for Gideon, even though it was something he'd been thinking more and more about over the last several months.

Gideon set his jaw, and reached out to take the flask back. He took a longer swig this time, feeling his throat burn as the contents swished down. This was crazy. Crazy. He never did things like this. Never. Considering his stomach was empty, it was even less of a good idea. The alcohol was going to go right to his head.

"Good start?" He asked, after swallowing and fighting back a grimace. "What else should I do to prove my bravery?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-03 11:51 pm UTC (link)
"Hmm....lemme think..."

Tiberius took this time to think of other tasks he should assign to this enticing stranger. He didn't want to start playing a game resembling a scavenger hunt of tasks. He knew that he would soon get bored with that, and surely so would the man in front of him. He had other things on his mind. However, he was cognizant enough to realize that maybe the man before him wasn't buying into his advances, just his drunkenness. He was used to doing these sorts of things with his other guy friends. He didn't let that get to him though. He had made up his mind, and he was going to go to whatever lengths to try and make his wish a reality.

"Well, surely by now you have enough brave spirits within you from the firewhiskey to do anything really. But it will have to be something big."

That was just filler. Tiberius still had no idea what to ask him to do yet.

"Hmmmm.....Why don't you......wait...never mind. Why don't you stand on the fireplace and sing something?"

He didn't think about what he said before he said it. He realized almost immediately that that was a bad idea.

"Wait, that was stupid. Let me give you another one...."

He was panicking. He probably looked like a drunken fool and whatever allure he once held had left the common room. Instead of letting the moment slip by, he decided to abandon the bravery tricks and ask him a question that he was very interested in, one that required bravery to answer.

"Instead of wasting time asking you to do something stupid, why don't you muster up the courage to tell me your name?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-04 12:36 am UTC (link)
As he stood there waiting for his masked companion to decide on a task to prove his bravery, Gideon was beginning to feel more and more fuzzy in the head. He wasn't drunk by any means. Not off a few sips of firewhiskey. But he was a tiny bit tipsy. Just enough to give him a bit more of an edge than usual.

He laughed when the other young man suggested he hop up on the fireplace and sing. Gideon would've done that sober just because he could. If that was all it took to prove he was brave, he was probably one of the bravest in the school.

When the next request came, his eyebrows rose significantly. Well, that would be completely stupid of him. Brave, maybe. But stupid. "That makes it less fun though, doesn't it?" He grinned a bit. "You're gonna have to convince me why I ought to tell you my name. What's in it for me?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-04 12:51 am UTC (link)
His strategy hadn't worked. He wasn't surprised though, he knew his game was significantly off. That didn't keep him from trying still.

He took another swig and offered it to his new friend.

"I think the both of us know I've had far too much. You finish the rest of it."

He had no intention of accepting it back.

"Fine. I don't need to know your name. I suppose that adds a bit of mystery to what we are doing."

Now for the punch,

"What is it that we are doing, exactly?" He articulated this with an expectant gaze. He may have shuffled forward a bit, Tiberius couldn't be sure. He was tired of making all the moves here. The answer to his question would determine if he would continue his pursuit or move on. He knew that the alcohol was not allowing him to hide his nerves as best he could.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-04 02:28 am UTC (link)
Gideon was going to need to finish the rest of that liquid courage in order to keep up with his masked friend. This was so unlike him -- but if there was ever a time to explore this side of himself that he'd been thinking about so much lately, it was now when no one would know who he was. It was assurance, to be certain, to be able to hide behind an anonymity charm. Part of him wished he was braver, so he could say his name was Gideon Prewett, but he wasn't. Not yet, anyway.

He downed the rest of the flask, which left him feeling really warm all over and even fuzzier in the head. Gideon studied the eyes behind the other young man's mask, as he thought about what it was they were doing. "We're dancing," he said, grinning. "Dancing around what neither of us will say but both of us seem to want. Unless I'm.. horribly wrong, in which case I'm glad you don't know my name."

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-04 06:29 am UTC (link)
He was pleasantly surprised at the young man's comment. He was so glad and relieved that he didn't have to take the plunge for himself, but now that he was submerged, he was worried he wouldn't know how to swim.

"Even if you were wrong, I would still want to know your name by the end of it. But I agree. Now that we are talking about it, we could actually dance."

He bowed his head slightly and held out his hand, jokingly reminding the man before him of his costume's stature. When he brought his head back up,

"Wait... Is this what happens in these situations?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-04 10:11 am UTC (link)
Gideon felt his cheeks go a bit pink at the prospect of dancing. Or maybe it was just another effect of the fire whiskey. He'd go with the latter, because dancing wasn't a big deal, was it? He danced with his mates all the time. Besides, even if it was a big deal, he still had the safety of his mask to hide behind. No one else was going to know. He wasn't ashamed -- not really. He just wasn't sure what this was and until he knew for certain he didn't want to broadcast it all over the castle.

"I don't know," he said, laughing a bit and scratching the back of his head. "I've don't.. I mean, I've never been in this situation. I--" He dropped his hand from behind his head, and reached out to take the hand offered to him. "Let's just dance, all right?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-04 04:29 pm UTC (link)
There was no way that Tiberius could hide his smile. He took the Roman's hand and led him back into the crowd of people, closer to the music. Once there, not only did he realize that the setting did not really accommodate for much of a dance floor, but that hardly anyone was dancing as a result. Tiberius was not disheartened. He never considered himself a good dancer, so to compensate for it he would sometimes make an effort to look extra funny while dancing. He hoped it would help break the ice, but the firewhiskey was melting it fast enough on it's own.

After a bunch of songs (really only about two, but Tiberius could have sworn it was closer to an hour), Tiberius wondered if this would be the end of the night -- hands barely touching once and no name to remember it by. He stopped his goofy dancing and looked at the Roman. He had been gutsy enough to engage in this conversation in the first place. Why couldn't he do any more? He was plagued by indecision. Finally, his desire won out.
"Do you wanna maybe talk without so many people around?"

He led the way over to a corner by a window and waited for the Roman to follow.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-04 06:34 pm UTC (link)
Gideon didn't have a problem dancing like a fool. That was something he did often anyway. He was glad to see that his masked friend was able to do so too without feeling self-conscious. Though, what this all meant, he still couldn't be sure.

When the other young man asked him if he wanted to move out of the thick of the crowd so they could talk more privately, Gideon nodded. At the same time, his heart sped up rapidly. Did he really want to talk? Or do a little more of the verbal dancing they'd done before? It was a little intimidating, but that wasn't enough to stop him from following him over to the corner.

He sat down in the window seat. "Be seated, my subject," he teased, to try to make himself feel a little more relaxed.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-04 11:08 pm UTC (link)
Once he had been joined, Tiberius knew that he only had so much time before his reflexes kicked in and made him start to worry again. He had to make his move. He slid closer to the other boy, hoping that a close proximity would heighten the intimacy and also his honesty.

"So, I don't know if you could tell from before, but I think I might fancy you. I'm not sure how that is possible but it is, even though I have no idea who you are. Merlin, please don't be a Slytherin. But I thought I should tell you before the night gets over and the opportunity is gone."

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-05 02:53 am UTC (link)
Of course he noticed how close he sat by him, and his breath immediately hitched. Gideon had gotten a good sense of his scent when they were on the dance floor, but sitting there now, he could breathe it in with each intake of air. He liked it.

His heart was racing. Any doubt he felt about the situation, that he'd misinterpreted the other's advances, flew out the window they were sitting next to. It was confirmed in those words, but Gideon was skeptical. "I'm not a Slytherin," he said, but he still wasn't sure he was ready to give up his identity yet. He knew he ought to take this bloke's words with a grain of salt. Did he really fancy him? He was drunk, and didn't even know Gideon's name. But.. there was something there. A spark he'd felt almost instantly.

"I'm glad you told me," he said. "Means I wasn't just building this up in my head. Whatever 'this' is." He met the other's eyes behind the mask, and in such close quarters he could feel his breath against his face.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-05 09:01 pm UTC (link)
Emboldened by the success of his last confession, he decided to push the boundaries even further to see what else he could achieve.

He did not know why these feelings erupted from him, nor why they were so strong but even in the state he was in he knew that to fight them would leave him rapt with regret. He knew that a chance like this to explore would not come again lightly.

"Well, does that mean you fancy me too? Because if we both fancy each other, that makes each of us fancy people, and it is my belief that fancy people are allowed to...er...break the rules sometimes."

His pulse beat like he was flying -- a feeling he did not want to let go anytime soon. After the doldrums had set in for a brief second, to elicit a response he tagged on the end,

"What do you say?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-05 10:53 pm UTC (link)
Gideon wasn't sure how to answer that question. Did he fancy him? Maybe. He didn't know who he was, or how well they did or did not know each other. All he had to go by was his instincts and what was transpiring between them in that very moment. He also supposed it depended on how they were defining what it meant to 'fancy' someone.

Given that they did not know each other's identities, Gideon could only assume he was asking if he fancied him based on what he knew alone. Fancying based on initial attraction, initial impressions. It wasn't exactly deep, but there was still potential for it to be meaningful. If nothing else, he would learn if this unexplored side of himself was real or if he was just a confused teenage boy.

"I... I reckon I do," he said. "At least, from what I know." He took another steadying breath, but it did nothing to slow down his rapid heart beat. "What rules were you intending to break?"

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]romanriver
2011-05-05 11:55 pm UTC (link)
"I would only break those that forbade me"
He leaned in closer,
"from being able to kiss you. But we might want to go somewhere else. Wouldn't want to show up on the front page of the Prophet in the morning."

He smiled, but this time not in a way that was over the top and mischievous, but caring. He may not have known whom the other was, but he was not playing around. He needed this, and it meant a lot to Tiberius that the Roman would help him get it. He knew he was being extremely forward, an amount that much exceeded propriety. But he so desperately wanted something to happen before it was too late.

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Re: Gideon/Tiberius/Open
[info]notacur
2011-05-06 04:48 pm UTC (link)
Gideon's heart was racing so fast, he was convinced it skipped a beat when the other boy mentioned kissing him and breaking any rules in place that might prevent it from happening. He was momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond to that. But why? If a bird had come up to him and said such a thing, would he be hesitating so much? Probably, because that was just the way Gideon was.

He couldn't take him up to his bedroom. Clearly the other boy wanted to remain hidden from others and there was too great a risk of them being seen by one of his roommates (or for Merlin's sake, Fabian) coming back from the party. "There's an alcove, just outside the common room and down the stairs. Come with me." His heart still beating as fast as a hummingbird's wings, Gideon stood up and walked toward the portrait hole to leave the party behind.

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Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]romanriver, 2011-05-06 05:41 pm UTC
Re: Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]notacur, 2011-05-06 06:13 pm UTC
Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]romanriver, 2011-05-06 08:40 pm UTC
Re: Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]notacur, 2011-05-06 09:35 pm UTC
Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]romanriver, 2011-05-06 09:50 pm UTC
Re: Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]notacur, 2011-05-07 01:51 am UTC
Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]romanriver, 2011-05-09 04:49 pm UTC
Re: Gideon/Tiberius/Open - [info]notacur, 2011-05-10 03:27 am UTC

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