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Post by ayden on Nov 8, 2010 17:39:25 GMT -5
Ayden strolled down the corridor of the 7th floor, a bottle of firewhiskey and a bottle of jack hidden in her purse. She knew exactly where she was going: The room of requirement. As she strolled past the wall 3 times, she thought extra hard about what she needed. A place to chill, to get away from it all. A place where she could go and just drink and have some fun while doing it. A door appeared in front of her on the wall as a small smile spread across her lips. This was the room she was looking for.
Ayden pushed open the door and stepped into the room. It was dimly lit, a bar in the corner fully stocked with all her favorite alcohol. As she took a glance around the rest of the room, she noticed there was a pool table in one corner, and some couches and bean bags in another. Tables and chairs were strewn around the rest of the room. It was the exact replica of a bar she used to go to at home. Ayden smiled as she walked over to the bar, pulling out her bottles and adding them to the stock behind the counter. This was going to be an interesting evening.
She dropped her purse on one of the bar stools as she reached for a glass. Pulling down a bottle of patron and something to mix it with, she could already feel the excitement welling up inside of her. She was going to get drunk tonight, and no one could stop her. The only thing she wished she had was someone to share all this alcohol with. [/color] Mike Finnigan, Zacky Shadows Notes:[/color] yay for plottage Credits:[/color] AESC from caution for the lyrics, Dirty Diana from caution for the outfit [/center]
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Post by lfcfreestyler on Nov 11, 2010 9:04:25 GMT -5
"Oh god ." Zacky groaned as he spotted the caretaker pointing in his direction while speaking to a teacher at the other end of the corridor . "Better make a run for it before they have a chance to accuse me of doing shit ." Making a sharp turn in the opposite direction , Zacky broke into a run and sprinted off . Zacky heard shouts behind him and turned to see both the caretaker and the professor running after him . "Shit !" Zacky cursed and headed up the hidden staircase that he knew would take him to the seventh floor corridor .
Zacky located what he was looking for , the Room of Requirement . Quickly walking past it 3 times , and thinking "I need a place to hide , and preferably relax at the same time " , Zacky found the door and opened it . Walking in , Zacky noticed a bar tucked away in the corner as well as a pool table at the opposite corner . "Paradise city." Zacky whispered .
Deciding he needed a drink , first and foremost , Zacky headed over to the bar . Walking nearer he spotted someone sitting on one of the stools . He recognised her as a fellow Slytherin in the same year as he . Only , he had forgotten her name . Smiling , he took a seat next to her and said "Hello , I'm Zacky . What's your name ?" , before proceeding to get a glass from under the counter .
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Post by frostedfaerie on Nov 19, 2010 4:21:00 GMT -5
Aimlessly, Michael wandered the halls of the school, lit cigarette in hand. He'd been relaxing up in his common room when his smoker's urge had began to itch, but upon lighting one had been made by his own house's prefects to get out. The seventh year couldn't help rolling his eyes at this. Second hand smoke wasn't healthy, sure, so generally he tried his best just to smoke in the common room when there was nobody else in the room. This time, however, he wished that his fellow Ravenclaws had taken pity.
What did they want they want him to have done? Outside was effing freezing, Michael had been none too joyed to discover, so he was making it a resolution not to have any business out there. It really was a pain not to be able to enact the right of smoking a cigarette in the comfort of the confines of ones current sort of 'home'. Prowling the corridors, Mike was not fearful of angering any professors he might pass or having to face consequences for being caught puffing on a cigarette, but it would be so much easier to avoid even trifling trials as these if he were in a room, and sheltered. The Ravenclaw gave a little sigh as he wandered around, for the most part remaining in the shadows.
Perhaps this was something trying to tell him that he should stop smoking.
Actually, somewhere less crowded than his common room and overall more private and chill would be very desirable right now. At the moment, even as he was satisfying his nicotine craving, of all things Mike found himself a little bored. When this happened, the boy tended to begin daydreaming and then swiftly get lost in thought. Just in case this should happen and he lost himself in a daze and not wishing to be seen just standing distractedly in the halls like a Nancy waiting to be seen, it was with a slight feeling of relief that on the seventh floor the seventeen year old came across a door. It was to the Room of Requirement he soon found out, that after the last enterer had conjured had lingered just long enough for Michael to catch sigh of it. Though unsure what he was about to walk in on, the Ravenclaw nonetheless casually opened the door and walked in. [/font][/size][/color]
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Post by ayden on Nov 20, 2010 1:50:51 GMT -5
Ayden took a sip of her drink as she began to clear the thoughts out of her head. It had been quite some time since she achieved any kind of peace, so the alcohol flowing into her system was a welcome relief. She was just getting lost in her thoughts when she heard the door open. She glanced to her left as she took another sip, seeing a boy she recognized from her common room sitting on the stool next to her. "Hello, I'm Zacky." The boy said, introducing himself in a most pleasent manner. Ayden wasn't sure how to respond, since she was so used to people speaking in cold tones and mocking ways.
"I'm Ayden. Nice to meet you." [/color] She responded, setting her drink down momentarily as she extended her hand for him to shake. It had been a while since she made any new friends, and the gesture felt foreign to her icy fingertips. She allowed a smile to spread across her lips as she lifted her glass and drank, allowing the alcohol to flow down her throat once more before she made a move. She was already feeling slightly tipsy, which is what drove her to lean towards the boy and plant a kiss right on his lips. Ayden faintly heard the door open once more, but she was feeling too toasty to care. After all, it was probably just another one of her slytherin friends showing up for a drink. This was their usual hangout, after all. She continued to kiss him lightly, ignoring the burning presence in the room for all of five minutes before she pulled away. She smiled and winked at Zacky as she took another drink of her alcohol before looking at the intruder. It was then that she realized who had entered the room of requirement. Ayden felt her stomach drop: her eyes grew wide as she stared directly into the eyes of the boy she was currently infatuated with: Michael Finnigan. [/blockquote][/center] [/color] Mike Finnigan, Zacky Shadows Notes:[/color] yay for plottage Credits:[/color] AESC from caution for the lyrics, Dirty Diana from caution for the outfit [/center]
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Post by lfcfreestyler on Nov 20, 2010 12:32:21 GMT -5
"Ayden huh ? That's a nice name." Zacky told her . He was pleasantly surprised , of course . Usually when he approached girls , they didn't want to have anything to do with him , especially when they saw his tattoos and piercings . "I guess this time I'm lucky then ." He thought to himself .
He shook her outstretched hand and was even more taken aback when she planted a kiss on his lips . "What the .. oh well . Here goes nothing then ." Zacky responded in kind . He hadn't felt this great in a long time , just kissing a girl . This wasn't something new to him , but yet he wasn't used to the feeling of another's lips . "Just why", he wondered .
It felt like an eternity before their lips parted . Looking up at Ayden he noticed her wink at him before staring at the door . Turning , Zacky noticed someone entering the Room of Requirement . When that person approached , he saw that it was a Ravenclaw in the year above him . Looking at Ayden , he saw that she was wearing an expression of utmost shock . "What's going on between you and that guy ?" Zacky said loudly . He didn't care if she was embarrassed or not . To him a Ravenclaw was dirt . "And what the hell are you doing here ?" Zacky directed this at the Ravenclaw who had stepped in , interrupting the five minute snogging session that he had just enjoyed .
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Post by frostedfaerie on Nov 21, 2010 0:51:20 GMT -5
The sight that Mike's eyes met upon entering definitely wasn't one that he had been expecting to see. The fuck had just happened here? He glanced up at the chick he'd just accidentally walked in on making out who it turned out was instantly recognizable as Ayden. Outraged and shocked, Michael stood his ground, meeting her eyes with a scowl that he knew inside from years of wearing bordered on looking murderous, and advanced the rest of the way into the room with cold yet precise movements, still somehow emitting nonchalance.
Now that he was sidled up to and therefore in this other guy's face, Michael faked a smile, raising a hand and pressing the lit tip of his cigarette against the skin of his neck and giving him a good burn before flicking away the cigarette, without warning. "The real question is what you were doing with your hands all over my girl just now," all ready, the seventh year's wand was in hand, lowered and held aloofly, but being gripped tightly with all the rage the boy was suppressing, nonetheless. Maybe it was just his Borderline Personality Disorder, but right now he was mother fucking upset. "Look at you, just standing there with a fucking stupid look on your face. Have a problem you need fucking help with, little bitch?"
Giving the pretentious, overly cocky Slytherin juvenile a good shove for measure but still watching Ayden, Michael wasted no time in stalking over to her, grabbing her by the wrist so that she would not be able to look away from his eyes. "What are you playing at?" He asked her, voice filled with self righteous disgust and steely anger. It had only taken the surprise of the scene he had interrupted upon opening the door of the Room of Requirement to upset the boy, but even so the seventeen year old was now out of his mind with enraged misery. Shifting so that his hand was still clasped around Ayden's wrist but his wand was also steadily pointing at this guy he'd never met that was clearly trying to make Michael an enemy of him, he sighed, scowling at the two of them.
Michael was, needless to say, furious. He'd only met Ayden, a Slytherin girl a bit younger than he, a few weeks ago. All the same, the moment they'd began talking, the two of them had clicked. Maybe the way Mike was acting was over the top and he was over reacting about the situation he found himself in, but now that the boy's anger had been fueled, there could not possibly be a way to extinguish the fire. Having seen Ayden and this fool kissing and the way the bastard was now challenging him, the Ravenclaw's irrational want for aggression had been stoked. When this happened, unfortunately for the opposition the seventeen year old tended not to be able to stop himself from releasing his anger over enthusiastically; even if going so far as fucking killing this punk, as Mike was really feeling the urge to right now, would no doubt land him kicked out of Hogwarts.
"Just go around kissing every guy you see, do you, sweetheart?" Both word and tone came out bitter. Good. An animalistic, primal quality had invaded, the sentence a low, enraged growl. Over protectiveness and rage were still roaring in the boy's chest. Not only was he steaming mad, he felt betrayed. Still keeping an eye on the Slytherin guy, Michael dropped Ayden's hand, distancing himself as he glared at her, with heated haste. [/size][/font][/center]
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Post by ayden on Nov 21, 2010 1:13:24 GMT -5
Ayden quickly let her eyes drop to the floor as Michael sauntered further into the room. The rage in his voice was evident as he addressed Zacky, whom she had only just met moments before. She suddenly felt like a whore, something she hadn't felt before in her entire time at Hogwarts. Granted, she was a bit of a slut, but she had never felt like one until now. Something about the hurt in Michael's eyes as he turned towards her made shame well up inside her.
She tried to keep her eyes away from his to no avail. He grabbed her wrist, probably harder than he should have, and forced her to look into his eyes. "What are you playing at?" He asked her, the betrayal evident in his voice. She was unable to respond. Ayden wasn't exactly sure what had just happened, but she knew it was driven by the alcohol. This realization only made her feel worse for what had happened. She should have been able to control herself more, but of course, she hadn't. Stupid, stupid little girl.
She was so stupid. It was obvious by Michael's current behavior that he had had feelings for her; the same feelings she felt for him. And what had she done? Gone and gotten drunk, and snogged another guy. She had successfully thrown any chance they had of even being friends out the window, in five minutes. Ayden had never felt so stupid and slutty in her life, and she didn't like it. But above all, she felt her heart breaking at the thought of losing Michael forever.
Ayden felt herself begin to tear up as he asked her yet another question. She hadn't even heard this one, all she could think about was how much she adored the boy who was now standing in front of her, filled with rage. And it was because of her. "You're hurting me...." [/color] Ayden whispered as he dropped her wrist and backed away, sounding more pathetic than she had hoped. She continued to watch him as he stood a few feet away from her, face contorted with rage and betrayal. She knew there was nothing she could do to erase this, but she wanted to try. If only she knew how. Ayden allowed her eyes to drift back to the floor as she forced them to stop producing the tears that threated to spill past her lashes any second. "I....I'm not....I didn't mean to....."[/color] She said quietly, hoping he would hear and believe her. Hoping beyond hope that what they had was salvagable. Hoping that she wouldn't lose him now. [/blockquote][/center] [/color] Mike Finnigan, Zacky Shadows Notes:[/color] Oh Ayden. That whore Credits:[/color] AESC from caution for the lyrics, Dirty Diana from caution for the outfit [/center]
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Post by lfcfreestyler on Nov 22, 2010 8:49:20 GMT -5
"Fuck." Zacky cursed as he felt the burn of the cigarette on his neck. The pain was unbearable , but whatever he had faced things that had hurt more . He made no attempt to stop the Ravenclaw as he pushed Zacky away , heading towards Ayden , lit cigarette and wand in hand .
Zacky watched the Ravenclaw with intense hatred etched on his face . If looks could kill , Zacky would have already mutilated the Ravenclaw with this glare . He watched as the Ravenclaw insulted Ayden and taunted her . He wanted to step forward and help , but he was taken aback by Ayden's reply .
She was actually apologising to this asshole . Right at that moment Zacky knew that it wasn't a simple matter of a Ravenclaw going berserk the moment he saw two Slytherins embracing . There was a connection between these two , but just what was it ? Former lovers ?
"Why , what's gone into your mind , you Ravenclaw ? Too much studying ?" Almost on instinct , Zacky's bullying nature came into play . It didn't matter whether it was a first year Gryffindor or as in this case , a seventh year Ravenclaw who looked as if he wanted nothing more than to kill Zacky . If anyone wanted to fuck with Zacky , he wouldn't just sit there and watch . Drawing his wand , pointing it at the Ravenclaw , Zacky waited for the first move .
Feeling the burn on his neck , that only drove Zacky into further rage . Pain usually pumped Zacky up , and right now he felt like just killing the Ravenclaw for what he had done , coming into the Room of Requirement , going on a rampage without stopping , burning and then pushing Zacky , hurting Ayden . That was too much for him to bear .
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Post by frostedfaerie on Nov 27, 2010 17:45:32 GMT -5
Nerves on edge and quite disgruntled, Mike assessed the situation he was in. He realized that to Ayden, okay, in general, he was being a major prick, but yet couldn't seem to stop himself as he glared out at the two around him. What had the boy gotten himself into? This fucking sucked. Except he still wanted answers!
Much less what he had actually walked in on, he could hardly believe the way he had reacted because of it. He and Ayden weren't dating, after all, and violence toward her make out buddy, that amateur Slytherin runt, probably hadn't been a genius idea. However, Michael hadn't been able to contain himself. When provoked yet also when things didn't go so much his way, he blew up, was infuriated. Cause and effect, things like these made loss of his self control happen.
Even past the anger management issues the seventeen year old had been unable to control, Mike was hurt, though. He felt as if he'd just stepped into a mine field, and explosions were going off everywhere he stepped. Whether the way he was acting be right or wrong, this was not a nice feeling. Therefore, when Michael hurt, every body else involved would have to hurt too. "Good one, Junior," directed laughingly at the imbecile, who was what looked like clinging to his wand. "Keep talking cheek, see how far it gets you."
Through the still flaming need to vent violence, the Ravenclaw could not particularly say he wanted to fight in front of Ayden. Though above averagely able to strike down irritations and enemies alike, Mike didn't even really like confrontation. It more just happened, with him. He could never seem to keep mocking thoughts and opinions or his temper in check. "If you want to fight, kid, we can fight," the seventh year made sure he told the guy.
Sometimes you just had to grit your teeth and do things. This surely was going to be one of them. Mike may have been the one to start this whole thing, but he didn't intend to try to clean up this mess. Like said, he might have been the cause of it, but neither Ayden nor this chit had attempted to take control and try to put out the situation. In his current state, Mike certainly wasn't going to be able to be trusted to do so, anyway.
Tear filled doe eyes now directed at the floor, Ayden mumbled something; Michael wasn't sure what. Throat aching, he heaved a great sigh, the expression on his face temporarily flickering with disappointment, sadness, and concern that he'd hurt her before becoming coldly blank and neutral once more. He turned back to the Slytherin, endless choices of curses and jinxes he knew flashing through his repertoire. If further provoked, he felt prepared to use almost any one of them, that was if he didn't instead just beat the shit out of this lad with his fists. "What's it going to be?" He asked, voice no longer menacing, but steely and frustrated for sure.
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Post by lfcfreestyler on Nov 29, 2010 12:44:47 GMT -5
Zacky contemplated his options for a moment . Accept the challenge and fight the Ravenclaw guy , or deny and be seen as a coward , possibly losing respect in front of Ayden . Here was a seventeen year old guy , possibly stronger and faster than him . Add to the fact that he was particularly violent for a Ravenclaw . "Whatever." Zacky thought . He never backed down from a fight , even when the odds were stacked against him .
"First , the name's Zacky Shadows , if you'd prefer . Second , it's going to be a yes . We can do it now , or would you prefer to go back , research in your textbook on how to beat me , and then settle on another day with me ? I'm free most weekdays unless I've got class ." Zacky replied smugly . Taunting was a tactic Zacky preferred to deploy before a fight. He knew that his words would rile the Ravenclaw further , and probably make mistakes because he was so enraged .
He knew that the Ravenclaw wouldn't take him seriously because of his words , think that he could only talk the talk but not walk the walk . He was going to be proved very wrong . The first time he ever dueled with someone he had almost killed the guy . Hopefully this wasn't any different . He stared straight into the Ravenclaw's eyes without any sign of fear . Or nervousness .
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Post by ayden on Nov 30, 2010 18:33:07 GMT -5
Zacky was taunting Mike. Ayden tried to tune their arguing out, but it was no use. "Stop it! Stop it right now, the both of you!" [/color] She yelled, hopping off of her stool and glancing angrily at both of them. Drama and fighting was not something that she condoned, although it was in her blood. Ayden turned and stormed off to the other side of the room, letting the two boys know she was very upset with them for fighting over something so trivial. It made no sense to her at all. Ayden turned around suddenly and stared at the boys in the distance. "First off, Michael,"[/color] She started, her fury at the situation evident in her tone. "I'm single, and can therefore snog whoever the hell I please. And you can't say a damn thing about it. And Zacky, I am NOT some piece of meat you can get into a fight over. He'd probably kick your ass anyway."[/color] She finished, sitting violently down in a chair and crossing her arms over her chest. She hoped her angry rant would stop the two boys from fighting, but she knew it would probably only turn their rage on to her. This she could handle. Her parents were both death eaters and were not always the nicest people to her, so she was indeed used to feeling people's wrath. True, it was not ideal, but she would much prefer it to Zacky and Michael dueling. [/blockquote][/center] [/color] Mike Finnigan, Zacky Shadows Notes:[/color] Sorry it's so short Credits:[/color] AESC from caution for the lyrics, Dirty Diana from caution for the outfit [/center]
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Post by lfcfreestyler on Dec 3, 2010 12:39:32 GMT -5
Stunned , Zacky stood there just staring into blank space . He was definitely surprised by Ayden's reaction . Getting angry with him ? Was she serious ?
"Hey , I'm trying to get some justice for you here ! I mean , tall dark and scary there just randomly barged in and started raging on me ! And i don't think you're a piece of meat , just so you know ." These words came out of his mouth . "Definitely not one of those better days , after all." , was what his mind was thinking .
Shaking his head clear and avoiding Ayden's gaze , he stared at the Ravenclaw once more , unclear of his next move.
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Post by ayden on Dec 16, 2010 6:07:43 GMT -5
Ayden dropped down into a chair. This was all too much. She knew, deep down, that this would not end well. One, or both, of them were going to end up in the hospital wing and it was all her fault. She wished she had never kissed Zacky in the first place. Damn the alcohol in her system for making her do things like this.
She looked up at the two boys for a moment before dropping her head into her hands, feeling like a slut and a whore. She had had something great going with Michael, and she had ruined it. And for what? Ayden wasn't quite sure. All she was sure of at the moment was that she had been stupid. Drinking was stupid. Kissing Zacky was stupid. Hurting Michael was stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. Now would be a great time to be in posession of a timeturner..... Ayden thought to herself as she avoided the scene unfolding in front of her. She wanted nothing more than to turn back time and stop herself from kissing Zacky. But she knew that wasn't possible. Even if she did have a timeturner, she couldn't stop herself. At least not without going completely mad.
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