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[February the 25th @ 11pm] |
Journal I was walking in the courtyard yesterday when a first year ran by and flipped my skirt. I don't exactly know what to think about that. My initial thought is that he's just a child. But, that wasn't a convincing argument since most students aren't allowed to come to Hogwarts until they're eleven. Unless the Headmaster is suddenly allowing toddlers (with incredible speed, mind) into this school, then I highly doubt it was a matter of "not knowing any better". This brings up the possible argument that he wasn't brought up right. Well. If you're parents aren't complete duffers, then anyone who's anyone knows that it's not polite or cute to flip up a girls skirt in the freezing winter weather. Not only were my knickers revealed to half the male population, but my bum was cold for at least, at least, an hour later. Impossible, you say? Go outside and let your bum hang out for a moment and then we'll talk. Anyways. My point is, if I ever catch the little prat who thought that running by and letting his fingers graze the fabrics of my skirt was a good idea, he'll regret what he did so much that he'll be begging for a month's worth of detentions just so he won't cross my path after class. Action #1Asher hopped down the stairs two by two, with lots on his mind. Part of him was wondering why he had even bothered asking Moira to meet him. What was the point? What was it going to solve? Then he remembered that he probably had a very good reason: Moira was friends with Katy and would know the perfect way for Asher to break it off. Usually, Asher would go to Fiona for this sort of thing, but he was sure Fiona would snap his dick off like a celery stick without even thinking twice about it. As it were, Fiona threatened that if Asher fucked things up with Katy, he would be in for it. But her threats were usually empty anyways. Asher wasn't worried. (He had no intention to hurt Katy anyways.)
But still, Moira was slightly gentler than Fiona (even if she had slapped him across the face in front of a giant group of onlookers) and he was sure that he had nothing to be worried about. Plus, a part of him wanted to see her reaction when he told her what he was planning on doing. The journal conversation just wasn't enough of a satisfaction for him; he couldn't even read what she had written and crossed out. At least in person, words couldn't be taken back.
He wasn't even sure what he was expecting, or what he wanted. He didn't even know why he wanted to break it off with Katy other than the fact that maybe he was getting slightly stir crazy. Asher St. John simply couldn't be tied down to one woman at any given time. Dating Katy had severly cut into his 'other girls' time. Asher just couldn't allow that to happen.
Though, he wasn't particularly worried that he would never settle down with one bird. If the right biddy came along, Asher was almost positive that he would stick with her. But he knew that Katy was not the right one. And he felt slightly sick and guilty when he thought about it. But something had to be done.
He paced back and forth in the Entrance Hall until he saw the small familiar blonde figure descending the stairs before him. He nodded at her and smiled, though it was a troubled smile. What was this feeling he had in his stomach? Surely it wasn't more guilt. Or was it? Maybe it was something entirely different.
Either way, he pushed it out of his mind as he greeted her. "'Lo."
Action #2Langdon was busy patrolling the Astronomy tower that night. It was such a boring task and he signed as he walked up the stairs once again to re-check the balcony.
Honestly, he thought, how many rebel kids could get past him when there was only one staircase and he was walking up and down it? They'd have to have an invisibility cloak (which he supposed wasn't impossible seeing as his father used one in his year) and really good sneaking skills. Plus, you had to factor in the fact that the only kids who sneak up to the tower at night were smokers, or snogging couples. Neither of which really cared to be quiet.
He sighed when he opened the door to the balcony, and welcomed the fresh brisk air. It was nice. He decided he would stay here for a few minutes, give the kids some time to get by him so he could have something to do later. He walked over to the ledge and leaned on his elbows, looking over the grounds.
He caught his breath in his throat, and furrowed a brow when he noticed a pale figure running across the grounds. Who was patrolling the Entrance Hall? And better yet, why had they let someone get by them? He squinted in the darkness, trying to make out any sign of who it might be. When they rerached the gate, he noticed under the light, a Ravenclaw tie.
Worried that it was Laura, or worse, Tess to meet Timothy, he hurried through the door and down the stairs, bumping into a couple of 5th years trying to get a snog in. He didn't even bother taking their names or worrying about them. He'd deal with it later. He managed to get to the Entrance Hall and out the doors in less than 5 minutes time.
He started his trek across the large lawn, managing to make that in 10 minutes. (Langdon was NOT an athlete.) By the time he reached Hogsmeade, he was dead tired, and sure he'd lost whoever it was who snuck out. But then, a glimmer of hope and Langdon saw the familiar Hogwarts uniform trying to get lost in a sea of people.
He ducked behind someone and followed whoever it was, making sure not to be seen. At least, not yet.
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