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Tweak says, "Harry sniffs knickers"

Anzelm eyerolls at those who can't say his name... (manofauthority) wrote in loremrpg,
@ 2011-04-12 21:52:00

Current location:	Hogwarts Entrance Hall
Entry tags:	!incomplete

Who: Amos Diggory and OPEN.
What: Amos has gone for a random wander, and someone ends up joining him...
When: After dinner and before patrols on Tuesday evening.
Where: The Entrance Hall / the grounds
Summary: Rating tbd.

Standing up from the Hufflepuff table and stretching his back, Amos quickly scanned the Great Hall to see where his patrol partner was. They were not due to begin their rounds for a good half hour at least, but he was a creature of habit, and he usually liked to go and find her so that they could arrange the specifics of where to meet and see if there was anything in particular to look out for. Tonight, however, he couldn't see her anywhere.

Assuming she had left early, he walked quickly down the gap between the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables, idly pondering the idea of fetching his broom and going for a quick fly - though by the time he got to the heavy oak doors, he had changed his mind. Heading straight when leaving the hall, he walked towards the doors that led out to the grounds. Perhaps he would spend a few minutes looking for the signs of injured creatures that the Black girl had mentioned and stretch his legs outside before patrols...

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romanriver
2011-04-12 11:15 pm UTC (link)

Tiberius was hustling as fast as he could back from the forest and into his dormitory, which thankfully resided of the first floor. His face was covered in sweat and his hair had mud and twigs haphazardly entwined within his slight shag. Sure, he was sore and a little roughed up from this latest bout of flying failures. But he knew he had to get back soon, and before anyone saw.

The story had worked since his sixth year. Using it only twice, no one thought anything was the matter when Tiberius had returned to the castle in a rugged quidditch kit after a solo practice on the pitch. However, he felt a great dead of dread in his confidence in selling the lie this time around. His clothes were not only ragged and stained, they were cut in several places and had burrs covering them from the neck down: all things not usually found on or near the pitch.

His run in with Amos was not met kindly.

Amos and Tiberius had been friends ever since Tiberius' first year (which would have been Amos' first). Both fun loving Hufflepuffs, they both shared a certain admiration for Quidditch, flying, and nature. Tiberius shared much of what he learned and what he wanted with Amos. He had even confided during Tiberius' fifth year that he wished not to go into the ministry and would rather explore the wilds of the earth, something no one else ever would hear. But he didn't share everything with such a close friend...

"Ah! Amos! What are you doing here?", he opened with. He had decided that if asked anything, he would claim he was searching for the thing killing the forest creatures, but was worried about making it believable due to his current nerves and shock.

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manofauthority
2011-04-13 12:37 pm UTC (link)

Not fully alert at first, for Amos was still half glancing around in case his patrol partner appeared from nowhere, he did not notice the state his friend was in when he first spoke. "Oh, you know, just going for a bit of a stroll outside before my patrol tonight. You?"

As he said this, his gaze locked more fully on Tiberius's torn and damaged clothing. Amos blinked in surprise, for he had never seen his mate look so, well, terrible.

"Bloody hell mate, you look awful" he said with concern. "What happened? Piss off a Hippogriff or something?"

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