Hermione Granger
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Post by Hermione Granger on Dec 26, 2009 22:32:08 GMT
Hermione couldn't help but grin as she looked to her friends around her, that was until the wonderful red headed boy came striding in. Her eyes lit up in joy.*
Ron...
*She managed to get out the single name before the boy moved rapidly to her. She would stand and be gathered into his arms, wrapping her own tightly around him and kissing him gently, though passionately.*
Mmm... Missed you too...
*She had been completely focused on Ron until Neville spoke again. She turned a slight pink as she looked to him with a shy grin, before moving to take a seat again, holding Ron's hand tightly as he held hers. She tilted her head as she heard Neville's words and nodded with a slight grin.*
Some things just never change...
*She nodded, but then looked to him, furrowing her brows slightly, shaking her head some as she thought.*
Yea you're right... Especially since our oh so Favourite teacher is now running the school... Um... It's harder now to recruit in Hogwarts... But there's still many students we would remember from our time there... Maybe we could... Would it truly be so odd to have a few graduated students come back to visit the school... It's possible I suppose...
*She bit her lip as she tried to think her words through as she spoke them.*
I really don't know how we would do this exactly...
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Post by Ron Weasley on Dec 28, 2009 3:39:51 GMT
*chuckled at his friends words*
right mate...err...sorry?
*blinked hard to make sure this was not a dream and held onto Hermione even tighter*
if anybody was in the dumbledore's army then we should all have our coins
*pulling his out but chuckled at neville*
would be suspecious if they all came to visit Hogwarts.
*turned to look at his girl with loving eyes*
activate the coins, those that truly believe in harry's cause will still have it with them and will see it glow? it just telling them where to meet that would be the problem?
*looked around the room for suggestions*
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Post by Neville Longbottom on Dec 31, 2009 21:58:04 GMT
*Blinks, thinking about Hermione's words. He speaks distractedly, picking at the table as the ideas begin to form.*
Hold on, I'm going to be going back as the Herbology Professor-
*Snorts, looking up into their eyes.*
-if that git'll let me, and, well...that could be a start, right?
*Eyes widen.*
Oi! What about Hogsmeade weekends? The DA members who are still there, we can give them a place and time to meet, and they can bring their adventerous little mates...
*Trails off, suddenly excited about the idea. If it'll work, of course.*
No, but honestly!
*Grins at Ron's comment.*
I truly believe in Harry's cause but if you were to send anything out, I wouldn't get it. Don't know where my coin is, remember?
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Hermione Granger
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Post by Hermione Granger on Jan 12, 2010 2:54:16 GMT
*Smiles warmly at Ron, very glad to have him near... They hadn't gotten to spend a whole lot of time together since they got out of school. But every time she saw him, her heart leapt up into her throat with eager excitement. She smiled warmly to him and nodded for a moment, glancing around silently before returning her attention to the conversation. She would withdraw her coin in her hand and rub it lightly between her thumb and forefinger.*
That could work Ron... But yes it would indeed be odd if we all started coming back... People would know something was up...
*She bit her lip slightly and thought for a moment, gazing at the table, her other hand still in Ron's, holding it tightly, as if unwilling to release it.*
That's brilliant Neville! I certainly hope you get the spot! That would be perfect! You could talk to the ones we know are in and we could so set up a time. It will be alright, I'll charm you a new one.
*She nodded, her eyes glittering with excitement.*
This could work... We can not let Voldermort win...
*Her eyes glinted with determination.*
Whatever the cost...
*She nodded firmly, her grip growing quite tight against Ron's hand in her apprehension.*
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Post by Zero Quinn on Feb 27, 2010 22:01:03 GMT
*Having a rare moment to himself, Zero enters the Hog's Head pub, and thoughts of a quiet glass of wine fills his thoughts. He chose the Hog's Head for it's known reputation of being a bit dodgy, it's usually fairly empty of patrons.*
*Quietly he settles himself in a dim corner of the dingy pub, back toward the wall. He's been a bit jumpy these past few days, and hopefully the glass of wine he ordered will do the trick in softening the edge. Zero would like to go home to his boyfriend in nothing but a chipper mood.*
*Grins to himself with the thoughts of Sebastian, the wizard Zero can proudly claim is his boyfriend, and chuckles a bit. Anytime the man thinks about Sebastian his mood is instantly lifted.*
*With a polite thank you to the barman, he takes his glass of wine in hand, and begins to sip lightly, the soothing effects of the alcohol immediate.*
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Post by Axel de Saint-Phalle on Mar 3, 2010 22:11:41 GMT
**After a long, excruciating night with a large wizard he did not care for, Axel feels a strong drink is in order. Several, in fact.**
**Tosses about ten galleons upon the bar, quite prepared to drink for hours if that is what is required for him to forget the past three nights.**
**Slumps his tiny form over a stool, wearing tight striped robes of white and violet.**
**Wraps his little fingers around his first glass of gin, pondering his profession and all his former clients, thoughts still drifting back to his moodiest, most eccentric client: Sebastian. He wondered if he would ever get over that wizard.**
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Post by Zero Quinn on Mar 4, 2010 0:09:23 GMT
*Swirls the wine around in the glass, thoughts traveling happily to the day that Venus will have finally removed all of her belongings from his house in Godric's Hollow.*
*Sips his wine, mentally toasting himself to a new beginning, and new happiness when at the exact same moment, Jean-Claude, Sebastian's "ex", traipses into the pub.*
*Swallows the wine too quickly and begins to sputter, hastily setting down the glass, wine sloshing all about the bar. Of all places to run into the wizard, Zero would have figured this one to be the last.*
*Tries to recover from nearly choking in shock as discreetly as possible, not wanting Jean-Claude to catch sight of him.*
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Post by Axel de Saint-Phalle on Mar 9, 2010 19:44:03 GMT
**Fidgets almost girlishly at the bar, twiddling his thumbs against his glass, frowning as he spots a handsome man nearby. Axel twitches at the sight of Zero, remembering when they both tried to keep Sebastian.**
**Saunters angrily over to Zero, throwing himself on the stool beside the wizard.**
Where's your lover boy, Mr. Quinn?
**Elegantly reaches into his robes, flicking out a business card with his name address, and occupation upon it, wanting to be dramatic when he discloses his true identity. It was time that Zero knew about his darling's secrets. It was now or never.**
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Post by Zero Quinn on Mar 10, 2010 2:53:00 GMT
*Doesn't attempt to hide the groan or scooting of stool as Axel decides to grace the next one with his horribly dressed self. Zero avoids looking at the handsome wizard, growing angry that he's even had the nerve to interrupt such a wonderfully quiet glass of wine.*
*Axel's question causes Zero to turn his head so quickly to face the wizard he flinches with the crick. Wanting to rub his current relationship status in the escorts face, Zero turns himself gracefully toward Axel, recovering from his near neck breaking, and smiles smugly.*
My sweetest Sebastian is not any of your concern.
*The smile is wiped off Zero's face the moment Jean-Claude produces a business card. He takes it between his graceful fingers, plucking it gently from the man's hand, and turns it over to read.*
*Zero's brilliant green eyes widen with horror as he reads what is written. Hands beginning to shake, disgust filling his chest, and he pushes himself away from the bar, violently standing.*
Wh- What is this rubbish?
*Tosses the card and a deadly look to Jean-Claude.*
What are you playing at?
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Post by Axel de Saint-Phalle on Mar 13, 2010 21:16:17 GMT
**Remains impassive as Zero boasts of finally being together with Sebastian. Of course he assumed they would date eventually, but Axel wanted to believe it would take more time that this.**
Took you long enough, didn't it? He's not truly yours. Don't bother disillusioning yourself, Mr. Quinn.
**Gives a quick grin.**
I'm here to tell you the truth about your dearest French eclair. His contract with me ended weeks and weeks ago. It became void as soon as I got hurt and he swore he would never hurt me.
**Delicately slides the business card to Zero, eyes flashing with mirth. Above all he wants Zero to finally believe him and finally doubt his boyfriend's sincerity.**
**Whispers almost seductively, pouting lips inches from the wizard**
My name's not even Jean-Claude... It's Axel. Jean-Claude is a fantasy Sebastian created for himself. To ease the pain. Bet he didn't tell you my profession, did he? He always liked to tell elaborate, romantic stories. Moonlight and lit candles and flowery words of meaning.
Whether or not they're true is another thing, bien sur.
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Post by Zero Quinn on Mar 14, 2010 2:42:16 GMT
*The card is returned to Zero's hand, and his mind is swimming with questions as he glares between narrow eyes to Jean-Claude, Axel...whomever the hell this wizard claims to be.*
*Zero's green eyes drop to the card, rereading the script neatly printed on the front. Everything is written there, plain as day, but there is no reason for Zero to trust this wizard. He knows Axel was more than smitten with Sebastian, that alone could be a reason to try to sabotage the new couple.*
*Looks to the handsome escort from under his lashes, his anger only enhancing the sparkle in his eyes.*
*Disgustedly*
I'm to believe that, my Sebastian, felt the need to hire your affection?
*Once the question hits Zero's ears it sounds unbelievable. How could his love need to hire someone to shower him with attention when he was standing right in front of Sebastian the whole time? Doubt begins to flood Zero as he watches Axel, waiting for his answer.*
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Post by Axel de Saint-Phalle on Mar 14, 2010 5:39:12 GMT
**Nods earnestly, smirking at how tightly Zero is wrapped around his former client's little finger. Axel secretly delighted in this because he knows the more affection he has for Sebastian the more he will be crushed by discovering his beloved's faults.**
**Patiently explains, hands clasping together in his lap.**
Zero, I've no reason to lie. Sebastian has made it perfectly clear I was nothing but a distraction, a shiny beam of light to play with for a time. I'm telling you this now so that you can hurt less. I know how painful the first jolt can be.
**Downs his first glass of wine, hardly tasting it.**
Flood me with Veritaserum if you must. I'm a high-class escort working with an agency that specializes in rich, unusual clientele. How am I to prove this to you?
**Sighs and decides to start from the beginning.**
He was adrift after whoever he loved vanished from his life. I've learned early in my career never to ask too many personal questions, so I don't know details. Sebastian chose the easiest way to numb himself. As upset as he was he longed for the quickest fix available. It seemed nothing short than fate that he met me late at night in a less-than-reputable alley. I whistled some seductive tune and your lover boy replied with jiggling galleons together. He had recognized the white linen handkerchief I was wearing, for it is a symbol to clients. We discussed the details over dinner.
**Has the grace to blush slightly.**
I was astonished by how handsome he was. Usually my clients have other charms, if any at all. So I was as surprised as you are now to find out he wanted to pay for my services. Would you like to know what it was he said to me? You know Sebastian's unique turn of phrases by now, don't you?
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Post by Zero Quinn on Mar 15, 2010 0:31:05 GMT
*Returns to his seat, refusing to look at the wizard, yet listening intently. Not a word is missed, and each on of them washes over Zero, lingering on his skin like he just walked through a cobweb.*
*He can envision how the moment between Axel and Sebastian looked, and maybe even possibly know a few of the things his boyfriend had said to the escort. Zero's jaw clenches tightly with anger and disgust. No matter how low Sebastian had felt he never should have had the need to hire a escort.*
*Lifts his eyes to Axel, knowing the man is speaking the truth, but continues to deny it.*
Then why, Jean-Cl...ahem...Axel, are you choosing to tell me this? The times we've met before and in Sebastian's presence your feelings were plain as day.
*Tilts his head, sneering.*
You didn't like me...from the moment we laid eyes on each other. You're mad with envy for the feelings Sebastian had...has for me. You wish to be in my expensive shoes.
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Post by Axel de Saint-Phalle on Mar 15, 2010 1:02:30 GMT
**Inwardly groans, feeling as though he will never convince Zero of the truth.**
You'll realise I'm speaking the truth. I started using some common street lingo when I first met him, but he soon put a stop to it. Some of my clients enjoy the commoner act so they can feel superior. He didn't. I remember all of this clear as day, Mr. Quinn.
He said: While you're around me, your grammar must be flawless. As flawlessly crafted as those impressively pouty lips of yours.
Then, Sebastian said: Your name is Jean-Claude. You're to wear eyeliner when directed. You may call me Sebastian, mon chou, mon amour, mon lapin, mon trésor or mon loup. Feel free to be creative as long as it's sappy.
We're madly, hopelessly in love and nobody will be the wiser.
**Gives a smile tinged with sadness.**
You doubt me. You're right to because of how I acted around the wizard before, of course. Sebastian always had the upper hand throughout the arrangement and I hated it. I wanted to be his equal, but it's impossible given the circumstances.
But now... I can be equal to him. I'm getting back at him the only way I can. Through you, mon lapin.
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Post by Zero Quinn on Mar 15, 2010 1:14:28 GMT
*Zero's eyes widen at the mention of the escort being told that he will have to wear eye liner whenever Sebastian demanded. That tells Zero that Sebastian was thinking of him, trying to create a bit of himself within the man sitting there next to him. A feeling of confidence steals over Zero, thinking, Of course he was thinking of me while that farce of a relationship was happening, who wouldn't? Sebastian tells me daily how magnificently beautiful I am.*
*As Axel continues the confidence dissipates, and is replaced with doubt. Zero bites hit bottom lip, reaching for his glass, needing something to do with his hands, and he slowly begins to turn the glass between his finger tips.*
But...but there is no reason for Sebastian to have to hire...you. He knows I would have gladly done anything...for...for him.
*The glass stops turning, and Zero's head hangs, face hidden behind a veil of his black hair.*
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