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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-15 22:04:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 12 2003, character: anthony goldstein, character: michael corner

Characters: Michael Corner & Anthony Goldstein
Setting: Anthony's flat, 12 November 2003, 7:00pm
Rating: PG-13 for language and possible arguing
Summary: Big kid sleepover! Memory speculation, zombie invasion, muggle warning system, BFF arguing, & moaning about The Lavender Situation.

Michael was exhausted and it wasn't even really fulfilling considering that there was still a tremendous amount of work to be done in the streets of Diagon Alley and elsewhere in the Wizarding World. He'd spent most of the day at the Leaky Cauldron trying his best to keep the mindless bodies from destroying the place and whatever other nearby building he could help defend. It was grueling work, especially considering it took them ages to realise that so many of their spells weren't affecting them in any way. Michael could barely believe that just the night before he had been worried about such menial things like Lavender being in his flat and now there were mindless bodies roaming all over the place. With all the shite they already had to deal with, why would they get more added on top of it all?

Now he only wished that the situation with Lavender staying at his flat was one of his only problems. Really that problem had escalated tenfold just last night when she decided to say those words he could not handle hearing. None of it probably would have happened if he had just kept his intentions to himself but he never knew when to keep his mouth shut and leave things be. Michael was smart, but he never seemed to learn with Lavender - he was constantly tripping up because she was always throwing him for a loop.

And then there was Anthony Goldstein, his best mate he could always rely on, regardless of whether or not he said extremely stupid shite he knew he was going to regret later. Because unlike Lavender, Anthony had been with him for twelve years and knew him backward and forward even if Michael liked to pretend that he could still fool him. And even now knowing that there was a pretty good chance that Anthony was going to call him out on some of the things he'd said in the journals, Michael still wanted that comfort of being with him even if a row could be involved. Because even arguing with Anthony felt like something familiar and home to him, unlike how he had felt with Lavender invading his space the past few days and that was exactly what he needed right now. So he may not need to stay at Anthony's, but it was something he wanted to do anyway, since he wanted to consult with him about the memory obliviation idea that had crossed his mind when he was talking about the potions with Lavender. There was no one better to talk to about it with than Anthony. And of course with all the mindless bodies wandering the streets, he wanted to check in with his friend anyhow.

These were all valid reasons for him to show up at Anthony's flat around seven that evening. Rather than knock he just opened the door because it was essentially an extension of his own place in most ways and Anthony had learned to set his wards to include Michael if he did not want to deal with an incessant amount of whinging. Unlike at Michael's flat where he might actually be shagging someone, there was no need to worry about Anthony entertaining since he was still so adverse to such things. It was really rather sad and Michael had to get him a shag at some point. "Honey, I'm home! I hope you aren't wanking in here!" Michael called as he closed the door behind him and tossed his bag on the floor near the sofa.

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mlcorner
2012-01-18 05:22 am UTC (link)

Michael loved to tell stories and battle wounds usually gave the best stories to tell. Unfortunately he did not have a battle wound this go round even though he'd love to say that this was how he'd got the injured hand, he was never very skilled at lying to his two best friends. It wasn't that he couldn't do it, more that he just didn't want to so if he ever even attempted it, it was always half-hearted and with the knowledge that they were going to see right through it anyhow. So Michael really had no intentions of lying to Anthony about this now, but that didn't mean he wouldn't attempt to downplay it like he did most things.

"What, this old thing? I've had it for ages," he said, like he was talking about a piece of clothing. "Besides, you should see the other bloke, he looks much worse!" Which alright, he should probably not be joking about punching people seeing as he really had just punched someone not that long ago so saying that might be actually kind of believable. He sighed and finally said, "I may have exchanged a few words last night...with the walls of my flat."

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logiclogiclogic
2012-01-18 05:39 am UTC (link)

Anthony only raised an eyebrow at Michael at his first attempt to pretend as if it wasn't a big deal, leaning back against the arm of his sofa and waiting Michael out to actually tell him the truth of the situation. It was the sort of knowledge that came with years of friendship, and Anthony was pretty patient about most things.

"Well, I'm really sure they must have offended you in some way, so that's all right." It literally wasn't possible for Anthony to shove any more sarcasm into his tone than there was already. Maybe it was the fact that he had a tiny inkling of where this was going to eventually lead. Except he really, sincerely hoped not because he had had quite enough of it the first time around, thank you very much.

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mlcorner
2012-01-18 05:56 am UTC (link)

Michael rolled his eyes and raised his arm to shove Anthony in annoyance, but when you kept attempting to do these things with your dominant hand which was - at the present time - quite injured, it was really rather annoying to say the least. "Sod off, will you? Had I known there would be a rampaging mob of inferi at eleven I would have gone to the healers early. I got a bit busy though so I haven't had the time, thanks. Would you just look at it, you arse?"

He began to pull the bandage off of his hand. It was no longer bleeding which was good, but his hand was bruised blue and purple and he couldn't really move his fingers without pain shooting up and down his hand and wrist so he had a feeling he may have done some major damage inside that he wasn't really capable of fixing himself. "I had a rough night, alright?" Michael added unbidden, because that explained everything he needed to know.

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logiclogiclogic
2012-01-18 06:11 am UTC (link)

Anthony just continued to give Michael that same look for a moment before reaching over to grab his wand from under a stack of parchment on his coffee table. "You know what I hear works best for injuries? Not getting them." Anthony then sighed when he saw the actual state of Michael's hand and gave into the sudden urge to shove him hard in the shoulder. He sort of wished Michael had been sitting somewhere higher, so that he could have pushed him on the floor.

"And, also? Rough night or not, you're an idiot. Do you know that?" He very intentionally did not ask what that meant, and instead concentrated on the best charms he knew of to fix the mess that was Michael's hand -- for a small amount of time before taking his NEWTs, he had considered the career of being a Healer and it had only made sense at the time to learn as many as he could... even if it hadn't worked out that way in the end. Michael having had a rough night would be Very Much About Lavender, and Anthony did not want to talk about Lavender because Anthony had no advise to give regarding The Lavender Situation Part II, as this was. "The next time you feel like punching a wall, throw something. That way you'll shatter something that isn't your hand."

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mlcorner
2012-01-18 06:45 am UTC (link)

"Oh, you're just a brilliant one, aren't you?" Michael couldn't help but respond to the sarcasm, because he felt like he was being attacked for something he could not have stopped if he tried. If Anthony had been put in his position last night, he doubted he'd have acted any better. "Oi! Cheers, mate, but I'm already injured!" Michael protested when Anthony shoved him.

Michael felt like this was an excuse for Anthony to try and make him feel worse than he already had last night and he didn't really need that. Granted he was helping him with the hand, but Merlin. "Alright, I don't think I need to be mentally bruised as well, Ant." He knew that Anthony didn't want to hear about his problems with Lavender and he didn't necessarily blame him. Michael had never really bothered Terry and Anthony with talk about birds before because he never had problems with them; mostly because he ended the relationships whenever they got difficult. So all this new drama he was experiencing with Lavender was something entirely new that neither of his friends were quite used to dealing with seeing as Michael had never stuck with anyone who caused him this much strife before. And really, he wasn't even technically with her to begin with, which was probably where half of the drama came from.

"Sorry mate, but that is generally Lavender's favourite thing to do so I try to avoid it altogether if possible. It was the better alternative to running so..." he shrugged, trailing his words off purposefully as he knew that Anthony didn't want to really hear about it anyway.

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logiclogiclogic
2012-01-18 07:00 am UTC (link)

"I'm incredibly brilliant, where have you been for the past twelve years?" Anthony stated, more as a rhetorical reply than anything else. It was incredibly easy for Anthony to be the one healing a hand and passing judgment on how the injury came to be because Anthony's life didn't leave him open to very many situations with people like Michael's with Lavender. It was a blessing. A blessing that no one really understood was a blessing, but that was all right with Anthony.

Anthony only smirked a bit then, not responding to the claim of being mentally bruised as he silently worked to repair Michael's hand to top shape. Personally, he thought he could have said much worse.

"The better alternative, yeah? Better in what way, exactly?" Anthony had a very feeling that he was going to regret asking the question, but it wasn't his fault that the logic hadn't added up, was it? It was Michael's, for putting that statement in a way that required clarification, right? Right.

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mlcorner
2012-01-18 04:06 pm UTC (link)

Michael shook his head, careful not to move his hand while Anthony was working on it. "Apparently not with any mates who are humble," he pretended to mumble, but truthfully Michael knew how smart Anthony was and he'd be one of the first to admit it to anyone but Anthony.

He shrugged his left shoulder. "I mean, technically you should be proud of me, yeah? Usually if things get intense I just run from birds. And y'know, Lav and I might not exactly be in a normal sort of...situation, but at least I stayed. I could have very well transformed and went to the forest, which believe me was what I wanted to do - or just let her leave which she had been going to do there for a bit but I didn't do either. I think that shows real maturity on my part, thank you very much." Minus the punching walls, but that couldn't have been helped; he had to release the pressure somewhere.

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logiclogiclogic
2012-01-18 08:04 pm UTC (link)

Anthony felt that Michael was very lucky that he only received a dark look for that remark and that Anthony wasn't the sort to shove him yet again.

"Oh, I see." Anthony stated, nodding in approval as Michael's hand started to look a bit better with his charms. "I should be proud that you chose what might have been the least dysfunctional route -- which I highly doubt, actually -- of all dysfunctional routes, even though the route you did actually take was extremely dysfunctional in itself. Right." He was sure that Michael was possibly looking for him to be more understanding of the situation, but Anthony didn't exactly have it in him. And not just because of his own lack of relationships, either. But because the entire thing didn't make sense to him.

"You know, what? I don't think I'm actually seeing it."

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