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They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







His jaw slackened and his lips parted, which made his mouth hang open like a dunce without even realizing it. In the back of his mind, he began to imagine just what Ronna’s father might look like; tall, broad, clean shaven (or maybe a cop mustache) and about two hundred and something pounds of “I’ll kill you if you touch my daughter.” Yeah, she wasn’t exactly helping to ease the situation. ”Er…. Oh, is that all?” He mumbled, somewhat sarcastically, but if anything, he was apprehensive, scared. No so much so because of the intimidation, because really, bring it on!

He just…. He didn’t want to screw things up.

Still, he mustered a smile and chuckled nervously again, his hand tousled the back of his hair, probably for the hundredth time; as if his hair wasn’t messy enough on normal days. His head nodded in a shuffle, perhaps trying to reassure himself that the situation was just as simple as she said. ”Well I’m down,” he agreed with a shrug, taking the time to spear a piece of egg with his fork and eat. ”So long as he doesn’t get too mad at you, or, y’know, kick me the hell outta his house, I can’t see anyway it’ll go wrong.” He smirked; yeah, there was a little sarcastic tease to his words, but his eyes were smiling bright.

”Ohyeah, excuse me, I’m not too fond of being the local police departments punching bag that their fists keep ‘accidentally’ falling into.” He laughed and shook his head, his teasing words echoed. ”But at least it won’t be the first time I’ve been to a holdin’ cell,” he grinned. ”Probably not the last either………

“—I’m joking!”

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







Shoulders rolled with a shrug, Crash darted his eyes down to stab at something, but his plate was empty and the metal and glass clanked together awkwardly. ”Kinda… not really?” His features scrunched up sheepishly and then he laughed, his head shaking. ”It was in Texas… I was tagging some fence under a bridge, and well, I was the one who tripped and got caught…. I still can’t believe Nate left me.” But that was a lie, they didn’t call him Nasty Nate for nothing.

“He was going to take me home! But my mom didn’t pick up the phone…. So he made me go to the police station and wait; he was an a** though, he stuck me a holding cell for half an hour just to try and “teach me a lesson”, pfft,” he rolled his eyes. ”But at least it wasn’t Officer Reed! He’s the worst.” Chocolate eyes blinked up at Ronna and he nodded along, hoping she was right. When all was said and done, his brows furrowed and his lips pursed together defensively. ”Hey! I never mean to do anything bad, it just happens!” Serious at first, it didn’t last, Crash broke into a small bout of laughter and drowned it away as he drank his juice.

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







”Pssh, it wasn’t that private, trust me.” He grinned and smirked, but somehow, he had a feeling that that wasn’t the answer she was looking for. He fidgeted while she carried on, bit his tongue and every snide ’well, you see’ comment in the back of his mind. He knew he was right, and hell, she was too (in her own way) but he didn’t need to make this lecture any more aggressive than it was going to be. Or maybe he should, just because… She does get pretty darn cute when she’s mad. ”Yeah, yeah, whatever you say Miss Vigilante.” He laughed and shook his head. ”Wait—someone tried to charge you? Heh, I guess being the daughter of a cop has its perks, doesn’t it?”

”But you were just a kid. I mean, they couldn’t really have done anything, right?” And, as soon as she mentioned ballet lessons, the pumpkin juice he was sipping was spewed out everywhere! He laughed and lurched forward and tried to wipe the dribbling juice from the corner of his mouth with a napkin—and praying—that he hadn’t just doused her in his spit! Oh holy mother of—”s**t, I’m sorry!” But he was still laughing, and the last bits of his toast and eggs were now floating in a puddle of murky orange. He wiped his chin, his cheeks flushing with the faintest rouge.

”…Well, if your dad’s that psycho, we’ll just have to spend an ungodly amount of time outside, where he can’t possibly wire up the whole neighborhood. I just hope he doesn’t expect you to study all summer, and me to, well, be interrogated all summer.” He frowned a little at that, and tried to busy himself with cleaning the mess he’d made, trying his damnedest not to be totally embarrassed by it. Gods, he just hopes he just didn’t get her in the face!

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







”Heheh?” He laughed a little as he stared up at her stern, grim expression. She cleaned it off well enough, and of course it hadn’t ever occurred to him that he could just use magic to clean it up. That thought never occurred to him until it was too late. ”It’s not just the tutu; it’s trying to picture you being anything but graceful to try and get kicked off the dance.” He smiled, sniggered a few times and tried to recollect himself before she ended up throwing something at him. ”Pink, huh? Looks like I know what I’ll be doing when you’re studying. Heh, trolling through every photo album you’ve got to try and see if I can find a picture of you in that tutu.

“Who knows, maybe me and your dad’ll ‘bond’ over different ways of making you feel awkward and embarrassed.” He winked at her, because he was totally kidding! Well, maybe just a little. ”And if I were in his place, I think I’d know better than to trust you to bring someone “safe” home. Museum? I don’t think I’ve ever actually been inside one of those before….

“Castle? Like, in fairy tales? Well, like this one?” He laughed and gestured all around to the magical school they were in. ”Sounds pretty badass.”

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me







”You mean you don’t have two left feet? Yeah, right, I’ll believe that when I see it.” He teased and the grin on his face quickly changed, it scrunched up all weird as he pursed his lips and wrinkled his brows. The very thought of actual bonding was too much for him to bear. ”Yeah well I don’t think you’ll have too much to worry about on that one, it’s kinda creepy for me too.” Running his fingers through his hair, he had to physically shake his head to brush off the thoughts that followed. ”Yeah, trustworthy. That kind of ‘I’ll find any loophole to be within trustworthy’ kind of trustworthy.” He mocked, waving his fingers in mock quotations just to reiterate his point. It was weird; he realized. This, all of this, just the normalcy of it all, he was just so used to hiding, sneaking, destroying, stealing, and the fact that he hadn’t gone off yet to make a giant slingshot on the top of the staircases with the enchanted portraits was already weird enough to realize. And now, he was actually making plans to stay at a normal house, with a normal family, doing… normal… things…

It was all just so… insane. But he tried to play along; it might be nice just to see what it’s like. ”Meh, castle, fortress, what’s the difference?” He shrugged. The closest thing to a castle he’d ever seen before coming to Hogwarts was the shoddy, ruined and miserable looking hobble that the Alamo had fought off someone to try and keep Texas. Or something like that, as if he could remember that now. And it was nothing compared to this—it might as well be the size of the castle broom closet…. But smaller?

Definitely smaller.

”Oya? That sounds cool. Is there water at these cliffs? Can we jump in? That sounds like it’d be gnarly. And do people get lost in those tunnels? Oh- wait- you said group…. Can’t we just sneak in there instead?” That seemed like much more fun!

Location: Great Hall (Gryffindor Table)

Leonette despite walking down with her cousin to the Great Hall didn't stay with him. She figured she'd go sit with her friends from her year like Theo, Tanya, and even Catherine. Maybe she'd even talk to some of the others she never really got to know. Like Alex she was a reserve on the team too but Leonette never really talked with her much if at all sadly. 'Well I have to admit making friends was tougher than I thought... but I sure did enough myself regardless.' she thought as she scanned the room. Noticing her cousin she hoped he could tell Remy whatever it was he wanted to tell her. Honestly she would have much rather been with Remy and David then sit by herself waiting for others to arrive but she figured giving him some space wouldn't be too bad.

Status: I hope David gets out what he has to say...
With: Fellow Gryffindors

Wearing: End of Year

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Location: Great Hall (Gryffindor Table)

David couldn't imagine what life would be like outside of Hogwarts. It was something he looked forward to but at the same time he wasn't so sure. Luckily he had three more years before he had to face reality. "You'll do great Remy I'm sure of it." he told her confidently. How could she not be fine this was Remy they were talking about here?

David had hardly noticed that he was playing with his glasses until Remy asked him what was wrong. "Oh nothing..." he replied taking his hand away from them. 'Wait a go David you gave yourself away...' he chastised himself. "I just have something on my mind I guess." he told her thinking if he didn't tell her now he was never going to. "There's something I wanted to tell you..." he started to explain. "Only I don't know how to say it without sounding like a complete idiot. So I'm just going to through it out there into the open before I lose the chance to." David said taking a deep breath before looking into Remy’s eyes.

"Remy, I really look up to you. You're like the big sister I always wanted you always believed in me even when I didn't believe in myself and it's because of you I never gave up. I hope to be just like you someday and Remy... it won't be the same here without you." David told her honestly his words coming straight from the heart. It was then that he gave the older Gryffindor a hug despite that there was a possibility his sister might be watching from across the hall. “I’m going to miss you Remy and I hope we keep in touch.” He added before releasing her and falling silent waiting to hear what she had to say.


Status: Sad but yet Happy
With: Remy

Wearing: End of Year

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