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Post by dougdougdoug on Jan 1, 2010 18:52:14 GMT -5
Dougie wasn't a guy to get angry. Well, pupils couldn't usually make him angry. Professors, however, were another case. As he himself walked into the library, he was muttering bad things under his breath and when a girl in fifth year accidently shoved him and trod on his foot, he yelled, "FUCK!" Very loudly indeed. The librarian looked down her nose at him. "Alright, alright, I'm sitting down." He muttered moodily, dropping his parchment and quill on the table. Then he hobbled and grabbed all the textbooks he thought and knew he'd need, which was a lot. Ancient Ruins, Potions, Dada and Transfiguration all demanded a lot of pages of homework, and soon. "Stupid damn professors." He muttered. Dougie knew he eviendtly wasn't the only one in the same situation, the library tables were crammed full of people. He'd got a free table, and people would have no choice but to sit near him, and that wasn't the best when he was in such a foul mood. His quill scratched across the parchment, and he remembered writing a letter to Alyssa explaining how he was and where daddy was. In a blinding rage of fury, Dougie threw his quill across the room, muttering, "She's gone and I can't go one day without thinking of something to do with her!" He picked up his quill and went to sit down, finding someone else already at his table. "Hi." He muttered to the boy, and that was only what he muttered.
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Post by jackb1993 on Jan 1, 2010 19:23:31 GMT -5
maybe its not my weekend// [/size] - -but its gonna be my year[/size] [/center] "I wasn't stealing!! I was just looking for fucks sake!!" Chris yelled to Professor Slughorn, who was pushing him harshly into the library by the collar. "You may not have been stealing, but your now swearing, boy!!" Slughorn screamed back at Chris, almost spitting at him. The scene between the two men had now got an audience as other students studies turned and stared at them. " 'Why Students Should Not Be Rummaging Around In Teachers' Store Cupboard.' 5,000 words. One hour, McLaggen!!" Slughorn bellowed, thrusting a peice of parchment and a quill into Chris's hands. And with that, Slughorn was gone. Storming out the Library, face red, fists clentched. "Tosser.." Chris mummbled to himself.
In all honesty, Chris wasn't stealing. He was merely trying to.. borrow some polyjuice potion, but got caught in the act. Chris was the last person to be found in the Library, unless he was under some kind of punishment. He then caught the gaze of that little old librarian, who snapped her fingers and pointed over to a seat in the cornor of the library. Chris rolled his eyes and and sighed, kicking his way over to the little desk and chair. He didn't care for a second that someone else had already been sat there, he figuered he might aswell have a bit of fun in the library- Mischeif act No. 1: Annoy other students. One of his specialties.
Chris flicked off the abandonded peice of parchment onto the floor, and slumped into the seat heavily, bringing his heat up onto the desk. He leant back in his chair and rocked gently, gazing at the ceiling. He then heard the blunt voice behind him, and turned his head slowly to look at the boy. He recognised the boy a bit. Was in his year? He looked pretty.. cool. Obviously in some kind of weird moon, with that pout on his face."Afternoon" Chris nodded to the boy, not moving an inch from his seat. [/size]
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Post by dougdougdoug on Jan 1, 2010 20:15:30 GMT -5
Dougie gave him a nod in adknowledgement. The guy seemed familiar and pretty coolish in Dougie's eyes. He was going to ask him something, but thought better of it. Knowing his luck, the old prune would hear him, and it wouldn't go down well, needless to say.So he grabbed an old bit of parchment from his pocket ( Yeah, he has pockets full of parchment ) And scribbled hastily, 'What did the old bat shove you in 'ere for? They want me to do my damn homework.' Then pinged it across the table, knowing it landed perfectly. It wasn't unusual for Dougie to pass a note around, whether it be to friends or enemies. Then, unwillingly, he turned his attention back to his homework.
Notes - Soo Short >.<
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