elfflame (elfflame) wrote in rp_bad_boyz, @ 2007-12-23 11:34:00 |
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BZ: *has his arms full of scrolls, and is walking down the hallway from his classroom to his office*
Val: *comes walking down the hallway in the opposit direction, his attention fully on the open book in his hands, reading today's homework for Ancient Runes, and doesn't see where's going*
BZ: *runs into him because he doesn't see the boy over the stack of scrolls, and they go flying* Damed... *huffs and begins to levitate the scrolls back into his arms* Are you all right?
Val: *falls backwards and lands on his bum as he bumps into Blaise, dropping the book. Flushes and gets to his feet, picking up his book and dusts it off* yeah, sorry, professor.
BZ: *looks at him* Are you certain?
Val: *rubs his backside, whicing slightly, but just nods* yes, professor.
BZ: *raises an eyebrow* Well...why don't you come with me for a bit, just so we can be sure, all right? My office is right around the corner.
Val: *scratches his cheek a bit* erhm, sure, professor. *stuffs his book back into his bag*
BZ: *nods for Val to walk ahead of him* What were you reading there that had you so distracted?
Val: *walks as Blaise indicated. Mumbles* just homework, professor.
BZ: *smiles* You must enjoy your homework. Professor Pucey keeping you busy?
Val: *blushes* yes, professor.
BZ: *whispers the password that opens his door, then gestures Val in, raising an eyebrow*
Val: *gets inside, working hard on make his face look neutral again*
BZ: *sets the scrolls on his desk, sighing with relief, then turns to look at Val* Would you like to sit down?
Val: er, I'd prefer to stand, professor.
BZ: *raises a brow again* Yes...I seem to recall having the same affliction at your age. *winks*
Val: uhm... yes, professor. *looks slightly surprised at that comment*
BZ: *laughs, then glances to make certain the door is shut* You are being careful, aren't you? Some...older students like to prey on the younger. If any of them cause you trouble, you're more than welcome to come to me about it.
Val: *blushes slightly again* will do, professor.
BZ: Is someone doing that, Valentin?
Val: *shakes his head* no, not at all, professor.
BZ: And you know the protective spells?
Val. *blushes even more* pr-protective spells? W-we've only learned the theory in DADA so far, never practiced it.
BZ: *chuckles softly, then summons a book, holding it out to Val* An "old friend" of mine from when I was your age. I'd like it back in one piece. I assure you, your DADA professor won't be teaching you *these* sorts of protection spells. *grins*
Val: *takes the book* what is it?
BZ: *grins* Spells for use in sex. Surely your partners have used at least a few?
Val: *flushes scarlet* uhm, I-I... suppose so?
BZ: *sighs* And there are a few minor healing spells you might want to learn as well. You parents are separated, yes?
Val: *raises both eyebrows at this* why do you ask that?....professor.
BZ: Because I would hope that by your age, one of them would have talked to you about this? When I was eleven, my stepfather at the time tried, but... *makes a face* He botched it horribly. I walked around terrified of everyone for the first month until one of the other boys set me straight... You remind me of me a bit. I just...don't want you getting in over your head.
Val: *just looks to him* Uhm, thanks, I guess.
BZ: You guess? I just don't want you thinking some older boy's word is law, Valentin. *sighs* They don't always have your best interest at hart, after all. In fact, quite rarely.
Val: *feels slightly awkward by now* I'll remember that, professor.
BZ: *sighs again* I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I just know how it is to be that young and having sex already. *voice softens by the last word* You tend to feel a bit...lost. *looks down*
Val: *raises both eyebrows* uhm... are you quite alright, professor?
BZ: *sighs, then looks up at him* Just...memories.
Val: oh... yeah, memories. I know those... *smiles slightly*
BZ: *laughs softly* So...I don't expect you to tell me anything unless you wish. I just want you to know that you don't have to do anything you don't want. And I want you to know how to protect yourself. It's the two things I would have wished for myself. *smiles softly* All right?
Val: *smiles slightly back* yes, professor. Thanks for.... the concern.
BZ: *smiles* All right, then. And...you might want to get yourself healed up a bit better next time? I know it's fun at the time, and the memories are enjoyable...but do you really want the Headmistress asking why you can't sit down? *smirks*
Val: *can't help snickering while looking slightly alarmed* No! Er, I mean, no, I'd rather not.
BZ: *laughs* I thought not. Tell him to give you a hand. It can be almost as sexy, you know. If done right. *winks*
Val: *blushes slightly again* yeah?
BZ: *nods* Yeah. *seems to debate with himself, then leans in and whispers* Have you ever felt his tongue inside you *after*? *grins*
Val: *blushes wildly* I-I... N-no, pr-professor. *gazes up at Blaise with wide eyes*
BZ: You should try it sometime. *winks*
Val: *is completely scarlet in the face* I-I...
BZ: *bites his lip, and places a light hand on Val's shoulder* Breathe.
Val: *tenses completely up when Blaise touched him, but then lets go again, exhaling slowly*
BZ: *lets go* Sorry. I couldn't resist. Are you all right?
Val: *breathes in deep and nods* y-yeah, I just... get all choked up some times.
BZ: *smiles* It's rather adorable. If I weren't a teacher here... *winks*
Val: t-then what?
BZ: *leans closer and whispers* Your paramour would have a rival. *winks* I'm rather fond of dark hair and pale skin.
Val: *swallows, his mouth rather dry* wh-what's a paramour, professor?
BZ: *smiles* A lover.
Val: *goes red yet again* oh...
BZ: *laughs softly* It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Valentin.
Val: *mumbles* guess not.
BZ: *reaches out to stroke his cheek, looking a bit worried* Are you all right, Valentin?
Val: *follows Blaise's finger with his black eyes* yeah... I'm fine.
BZ: *sighs, then backs off* All right. Too much? Just please...do keep me in mind if anyone causes you problems?
Val: *watches him* why... why do you do this, professor?
BZ: I told you. I wish I'd had someone to tell me all these things. I made a lot of mistakes at your age. Though I didn't think they were at the time. And I don't want to see you hurt.
Val: *looks rather puzzled* why not? I-I mean, I'm just another student... why should you care? I'm n-not even in your class, professor.
BZ: Because you remind me of me.
Val: you... *looks down* you were way too shy and always getting into trouble too?
BZ: *nods* It was difficult. Though by third year, I at least had a few friends. I never see you with anyone.
Val: *mumbles* No, I... I don't have any friends.
BZ: Not even in your housemates? I know that Slytherins can be difficult to get on with, but surely there must be someone you spend time with? *looks confused, just realizing something*
Val: *shrugs* no... not really. *looks up at him*
BZ: Hm... Well...don't let any of them boss you around, either. I know they can be a bit difficult.
Val: I don't, professor. Most of the time they just leave me alone.
BZ: Good. *smiles, then moves behind his desk, not letting Val see his concern* Well, you probably have studying to do?
Val: well... only Ancient Runes. I finished the rest yesterday.
BZ: *nods* Well...if you need me, you know where I am.
Val: *nods* you... you want me to go now, professor?
BZ: *raises an eyebrow* Unless you had something you wanted to tell me...?
Val: I... I guess not. *moves towards the door, but pauses and looks at him* Thank you for the concern, professor.
BZ: *nods* I hope to see you soon, Valentin.
Val: professor?
BZ: *looks up at him* Yes, Valentin?
Val: how do you know my first name? All the other teachers just call me Fawcett *makes a face*
BZ: *chuckles softly* I like to make certain I know the names of all the Slytherins. It is my house, after all. *smiles* Would you rather I called you Fawcett?
Val: No. Then I'd prefer Voronov, professor.
BZ: *is silent for a long moment* *soft* Your father's name?
Val: *nods* yeah.
BZ: I am sorry. If mother had done that to me... *scowls* *sighs* If that is what you'd prefer, that is what I will call you. *smiles*
Val: *smiles slightly* but I like that you call me by my first name, professor.
BZ: *smiles back* Then I will. In private, though. I wouldn't want others to get the wrong idea.
Val: *shakes his head* No, professor. That... that would be bad.
BZ: *smiles*
Val: *lingers by the door, fiddling a bit with the hem of his shirt*
BZ: Yes, Valentin?
Val: *mumbles* what... what if I don't feel like leaving? *blushes and looks down*
BZ: *raises an eyebrow* Why wouldn't you want to leave?
Val: ...like talking to you, professor.
BZ: *takes a deep breath* You won't make friends your own age that way, Valentin.
Val: I don't care about people my own age.
BZ: *sighs, closing his eyes, then stands up and looks at him* Sit down.
Val: yes, professor. *walks over to a chair and sits, rather carefully, down, looking up at Blaise*
BZ: *casts a silencing spell at the door, then moves to stand in front of Val* I don't think I need to know who did this to you...with you. But...Promise me he did not force you?
Val: *eyes wide* h-how do you know who...?
BZ: I don't. But seeing as you spend no time with other students...I have my suspicions as to who it *might* be... *purses his lips* Did he coerce you?
Val: *shakes his head* No, professor.
BZ: I won't say anything to the Headmistress, or to him, if that is what you are worried about. My only worry is for you. I've been where you are now. Well...almost. The professor I had a crush on would never have touched me. *sighs*
Val: *looks relieved by this, then arches an eyebrow* what happened?
BZ: *makes a face* He died. I always told myself that I would go to him the day I was to leave Hogwarts... *swallows* He died the month before.
Val: I'm sorry.
BZ: I am, too. *sighs*
Val: I... kind of know... how it feels to... lose someone.
BZ: *sits next to him* Oh? Who?
Val: *shifts slightly in his seat* My.. my father. *takes a deep breath* Haven't seen him since I was seven.
BZ: *nods* I'm sure that must have been difficult. I don't really remember mine. I was barely four when he died.
Val: he.. he died? Sorry.
BZ: *makes a face* Yes. I take it you've not heard of my mother. She went through several. She's on her tenth now.
Val: *raises both eyebrows* wow...
BZ: *scowls* Not something I'm particularly fond of, myself.
Val: *smiles slightly* suddenly my mother doesn't seem so bad
BZ: *laughs* I take it she hasn't remarried?
Val: *grins* No... that's the only thing I like about her.
BZ: *chuckles* See? Things could be worse.
Val: *smiles* I guess you're right
BZ: I am...trying to respect your privacy, Valentin. But...it worries me.
Val: what worries you?
BZ: I know how easy it is to be taken in by sweet smiles, Valentin. I don't want to see you hurt.
Val: *swallows slightly* I... I don't think he'll hurt me. That's what everyone who knows him say anyway.
BZ: *sighs softly* I will be watching you, Valentin. I won't say anything, but if I see you in pain for any reason...
Val: *nods, voice quiet* thank you, professor. That's... sweet of you to say.
BZ: It is no more than I wish I'd had for myself. *strokes his cheek again* Well...part of what I would have wished... *looks sad again*
Val: *can't help but lean slightly into Blaise's caress, then just watches him with his black eyes*
BZ: *pulls him into a soft hug* May I show you a picture?
Val: *is slightly surprised by this and just nods*
BZ: *stands and moves to his desk, pulling out a photo album, then goes to sit with Val again, opening it up and flipping through it*
Val: *looks curiously down at the photos*
BZ: *is obviously looking for something, still flipping slowly, then comes across a picture of he and Draco with Snape* There.
Val: *looks closely at the picture, then points at Draco* that bloke. He's a Malfoy, right?
BZ: Mm... *smiles* Yes. My best friend. Draco.
Val: oh... *shuts himself up*
BZ: And...the teacher with us is professor Snape. *softer* He died in the battle of Hogwarts our last year.
Val: *looks up at Blaise* that's... the teacher you... mentioned?
BZ: *looks at Val and nods*
Val: I... I'm sorry.
BZ: *smiles* I just hope you don't regret, though I suppose your regret will be different than mine... *looks down at Snape again* Which is why I won't interfere unless I think he is hurting you.
Val: *nods, then smiles slightly at him*
BZ: *smiles* Now...don't you go using those wiles on me. *winks* I might not be entirely immune to them, but... I have to follow in his footsteps somehow. *runs a finger over Sev's face*
Val: *watches the photo again, following Blaise's finger with his eyes*
BZ: *turns to Val, then puts his arm around Val's shoulders* Would you like to keep looking?
Val: *blushes at the arm and swallows slightly* uhm...
BZ: No?
Val: well... do you have any photos of... *blushes even more* no... nevermind.
BZ: Who? No one can hear us here, and anything you tell me I would keep in strictest confidence.
Val: *chews his lip a bit, then whispers* ...Adrian Pucey?
BZ: *clears his throat, flipping through, then puts the book directly on Val's lap*
Val: *gazes down at the photo of the young
BZ: *tries not to look too worried* He always was charming...
Val: yeah... *looks flustered* er, I mean, I can imagine.
BZ: *chuckles* Far more so than Severus. I imagine the horror tales about him still linger...
Val: *smiles slightly* they might. Haven't heard any though. But I don't really... talk with the others so I wouldn't know.
(played 12/22/07)