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 Love at first bite, Pt. 1 ft. Eleanor, Open thread
Jayden Everdragomir
Jan 12 2018, 02:40 PM
I ain't waiting on the world to wake up, you never need luck when you
DON’T STOP
WE DON’T STOP
It's Thursday. Just a regular, normal Thursday on the second week of the first semester of Jayden Everdragomir's sixth year at school. Nothing out of the ordinary, if you didn't count the haggis that was served at dinner today. Jay liked to think of himself as omnivorous, but there was a limit to everything. Some of the local cooking could be outright disgusting.

He had just sat down at the very edge of the Slytherin table which was furthermost from the staff table, and his back towards the Ravenclaws. Wearing his regular clothes by now because it was already couple of hours after classes, the young man started to pile mountains of food on his plate. Jay was famished. But then again, he always was. After all, he was a growing lad, and strapping one at that; he needed to eat a lot of protein to keep up the build he had. So it was really no wonder that the Everdragomir boy ate basically for two.

It had been an... interesting couple of weeks. Eventful in many ways. He'd somehow managed to acquaintance himself with couple of new people, and he had also started receiving weird notes as of late. The first one had arrived not too many days ago during one particular morning, and it was still very fresh in his memory -- though half the time it was just so goddamn weird that Jay honestly wondered if he had actually just dreamed that note completely. It had been some nightmare shit alright, but as much as he wanted to forget it, the laddie had been quite hyper aware of people ever since.

And sometimes he could have sworn he felt someone watching him. But that had started feeling like it only after the note. So perhaps it was just his paranoia mixing with his wild imagination? Or so he hoped. Surely the note had been a prank. Some asshole's version of a shitty joke, because that's what assholes traditionally tended to produce; shit. Either way, Jay had decided to ignore the whole thing with the best of his abilities out of sheer stubbornness. There wouldn't be an actual stalker unless proven further, otherwise it was a prank he refused to let to get to him. At least in a way he'd give any hints away to anyone else. Inside, he had been freaking out a little ever since. But no-one else needed to know that.

Buttering the bread before taking a bite out of it, Jay reached to pour a glass of pumpkin juice for himself. Briefly after, he distracted himself by gazing around in the Great Hall to see if any familiar faces had already flooded in.

Little did he know that there was a certain pink haired Ravenclaw he should have been wary about. But it was not like he would have even known to be; he'd never really seen this individual more than few seconds at a time, and she had never spoken to him. He didn't even know her name. And even if he did, he'd never see her actually coming, like he never did, unaware of her antics she had been pulling on him for quite some time.

...But tonight, this was about to change. As Jay was about to learn her name soon in the most unconventional way possible.

Eleanor Hildegard Anyone's welcome to join this thread to enjoy the spectacle that's about to start soon.

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I’m the poison in the lead pipes
Open me up and watch the dogs fight
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Eleanor Hildegard
Jan 13 2018, 10:58 PM

ELEANOR HILDEGARD

I'LL NEVER FEEL ASHAMED...
VAMPIRE RAVENCLAW 7TH YEAR

...of using you for pleasure


The school day had come and gone like a chore. Eleanor really hadn't paid much attention in most of her classes. She had something else on her mind. Or, rather, someone. Eleanor had been pursuing 6th year Slytherin, Jayden Everdragomir for 2 years. She felt over all that time they had really gotten close. She knew all his friends and she'd wait for him outside all his classes. Sometimes they even had naps together. Although she preferred to keep that private part of their relationship between them. The only problem was he still didn't know she existed. Today she was going to change that. She had one last trick up her sleeve to finally win over the heart of Hogwarts' infamous bad boy.

She couldn't say where she acquired the Amortentia; but she had had it hidden among her things for a while. She would always gaze at it before bed, wondering if she should use it. Although most nights she would decide against it. Something always stopping her. Maybe it felt like cheating, or maybe deep down her questionable morals had a line drawn. But this year the stakes were high. She would be graduating and it seemed the dhampir student's popularity had grown, thus attracting more competition. She had tried to garner his attention with some careful and passionate notes, but her writing capabilities were clearly lacking as he had not gotten the message. She had tried again and again and yet after all this time she had made little progress. Finally, she made the mental leap and slipped the Amortentia into her sleeve.

The Great Hall was nearly empty when she got there. She watched from the shadows as the tables were being set with the usual course. Her eyes were set on the Slytherin table. Eleanor had been very observant of Jayden and had learned that he almost always tried to sit at the very end of the dining table and in the back of all his classes. She really admired his humility. She sighed, eyeing the piles of food. If Jayden sat where he usually sat she could spike his juice. It would be the least risk of someone else getting hit with the potion's effects. However, if by some chance he didn't sit in his usual spot, then perhaps the bread would be better. She clicked her tongue, before taking her chances and pouring her potion into the cup that was set in Jayden's usual spot.

She took a stroll in the darkness, heading for her dorm. She had to look her best tonight. She pulled one of her frilly dresses from her closet, the top was a black thick fabric, adorned with a ruffled collar and buttons from her neck to her waist, the sleeves reaching to her wrists and ending with a ruffled cuff. The skirt was patterned with pastel colored flowers until her knee where the trim of the dress was lined with black ruffles. She added black tights with a white cross pattern and black chunky heels. To finish the look she curled her pink wig and wore a black bow above her bangs. Finally she carefully applied her makeup, accentuating her pale skin and doll features. She was ready for him.

He was already there when she entered, holding her parasol tight to her side. She sat at her table, near the end where he was. Students that were around that area moved further down the table, leaving her secluded and open for Everdragomir's love. She watched his broad shoulders move as he ate, he was such an animal. She only wished she could be in front of him to watch him devour his meal. She was glad to see he was sitting in his usual spot. Her eyes never left him, she was ready. Of course she was; but there was something else there. something like a pit in her stomach. Like some form of nervousness. Maybe even...guilt?

© RAIN OF SHINE
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Anice Runeswell
Jan 13 2018, 11:21 PM
MAKE ME YOUR MESS AGAIN
Anice had just finished her homework and was ready to eat a small portion of food before bed. She had gained 2 pounds recently and she was pretty self conscious about it. She'd been running every day and watched her diet! She could't understand why she was struggling. It had nothing to do with her candy stash under her bed that she'd snack on while reading at night. Definitely not. Either way, she almost didn't even want to eat dinner, but her better judgement (and her growling stomach) convinced her otherwise. As she entered the Great Hall she quickly found her seat across Everdragomir, on;y starting to pile his plate fat with food. Anice gave him a look. "Gods, Everdragomir. Can't you at least try and practice some form of moderation? You could endanger cows with all the meat pies on your plate." She stifled a laugh as the last words left her mouth. She plucked a piece of bread from the basket and dared to take a meat pie from Everdragomir's plate before offering a smirk. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice before cleaning her mouth with a napkin. "So, have you started reading the new chapter for Defense Against the Dark Arts?" She made idle conversation.

Jayden Everdragomir| hehehehehe I'm too hype
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Jayden Everdragomir
Jan 16 2018, 03:43 PM
I ain't waiting on the world to wake up, you never need luck when you
DON’T STOP
WE DON’T STOP
The Great Hall was always full of different scents at this time of the evening. All the different foods, the scents of hundreds of people, all mixing together. For Jay, it was hard to focus on a single smell in a huge crowd like this, especially when the warm foods covered most of the rest. For a new Vampire, this kind of environment could have been overwhelming for their senses, but Jay had been dealing with his heightened senses since birth, so he had been having more than enough time to get used to them. However, during his puberty he had felt like everything had become more enhanced than when he was younger.

Jay was just about to reach for his goblet to take a sip between bites, until Anice Runeswell sat on the table across from him; "Gods, Everdragomir. Can't you at least try and practice some form of moderation? You could endanger cows with all the meat pies on your plate."

The fingers that had curled around the goblet set it back down, the pumpkin juice sloshing inside; if anyone would have been sharp eyed enough and paid attention, it would have almost looked like the juice had a faint pearly sheen to it. Jay gave the girl a look like a stale bread. She's the last person to talk about moderation with that chest that could choke a man to death. And yet, she looks so damn happy with herself for that smart comment that Jay doesn't want to ruin it for her for actually sharing his initial thoughts out loud. What he's gathered, Runeswell is actually quite self-conscious about her breast size, and quite self-aware, and she doesn't need Jay or anyone else pointing it out for her. And he actually quite likes Runeswell, and thus Jay practices the said moderation by trying to not hurt her feelings. But you know, he's a guy and as a stereotypical man he can only do one single thing at a time, and thus, the cows get it.

Again, the lad reaches for the goblet, but gets distracted again by his housemate who now reaches over to his plate to snatch some of his food. Jay makes a hasty sound and tries to slap her hand away. Again, the drink sloshes inside the goblet as its set back against the table, the pearly sheen glinting in the candle light.

"So, have you started reading the new chapter for Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Runeswell inquires, making idle conversation, and typically about school work as she so tends to.

"I opened the book once." Jay answers as he looks at his meat pie that now rests in Runeswell's plate. Surreptitiously, his left hand reaches towards a fork while talking to her. He can't just let people start thinking they can waltz in and steal food right out of his plate. He's got to get it back and ASSERT DOMINANCE. "I glanced at the title. Then I looked at how much there was to read and thought to myself 'Aw, fuck it,' and closed it. Does that count?"

When she's focused on giving him an answer, Jay's fork strikes towards the meat pie like a venomous snake, stabbing the crust and stealing the food back with a victorious grin. The young man makes a show of taking a bite out of this particular meat pie, and speaks while chewing; "What can I say? I'm a jealous lover."

With bit of a husky laugh, Jay set the food and cutlery down to reach for his goblet again. This time, he rises it to his lips and takes a sip of its content. As the liquid fills his mouth and starts sliding down his throat, he briefly notes how it curiously smells a lot like not pumpkin juice. It smells like... spicy ginger, salty ocean wind and hint of jasmine? Had the House-elves changed the recipe?

As the boy sets the goblet back down, there's a moment where he feels like he's about to be hit with a sense realization. But almost immediately, the sensation just... slips away from him. Like a word at the tip of his tongue, disappearing into the sensation of a gentle brush of silk over his mind, or like a delicate hand brushing through his hair and distracting him with how good it feels. Suddenly, what he had been thinking before didn't feel that important.

For a moment, Jay just sits there and stares a the table with a blank expression, like lost in thought. His complexion is naturally pale, so it's hard to notice the change where the healthy olive undertone becomes almost ashen, like he's suddenly sick. And he really is. He really is sick. He's... love sick.

And that's the realization! He's in love! It feels like sudden ray of sun peeking from behind a curtain of clouds that he hadn't even noticed had always been there. Jay flips his gaze up to look at Runeswell, his blue eyes more intense than they've ever been. He's suddenly obsessed with this very idea of being in love, and it gives a manic glint into his eyes, which is almost terrifying.

And then, the expression relaxes, and is replaces with a lopsided goofy smile while the lad leans his head into his left hand, and pushes his plate away with the right. Suddenly, he's not hungry, which is quite unusual. Jay was famished just a minute ago, but right now he can't even think of food. Not when he's too busy thinking of a name that he's never heard before, but somehow just comes to him from the back of his consciousness. It starts with an E, and ends with an R. Eleanor. E-le-a-nor. Oh, how elegant.

"...Runeswell, have you ever been in love?" Jay suddenly asks, and sighs deeply. His right hand reaches absentmindedly to a gravy pot, and he dips a spoon in it and spills some of the gravy carefully on the wooden table, making a gravy heart.


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I’m the poison in the lead pipes
Open me up and watch the dogs fight
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Dmitry Voronin
Jan 17 2018, 03:58 AM
dmitry voronin
"I'll make my way"
Dmitry had dressed up after classes with plans to visit the greenhouses briefly before supper in the Great Hall. There were a few plants that needed fed, and others that needed to be replanted, as some of the magical plants tended to grow absurdly fast. Some of the newer species of flora were beginning to boggle his mind. But they were nonetheless interesting to study, so he was always happy to lend a hand with the greenhouse's upkeep. It was an added bonus that Song was almost always willing to accompany him on such adventures, too. I really need to think up a way to thank her sometime. I wonder what Song would want, though?

He'd have to figure that out another time, as he was briskly up the ramshackle stairs ascending the hill on the side of the castle, quickly coming up to a viaduct. As he crossed that threshold into the main courtyard Dmitry was already convinced he could smell dinner from this far away. Or maybe someone had just burned something.

After making his way through the entrance and towards the Great Hall, Dmitry can see that people have already begun arriving. In fact, Jayden and Anice are already here. But Sabrina isn't and neither is Glesni... that made things awkward for him. God, when wasn't it awkward for Dmitry to pick out a seat?

Dmitry ended up passing by Anice from behind, making sure to greet Anice on the way. He'd noticed Jayden almost the minute he'd stepped into the Great Hall, but it was another thing to let Evers know he'd been acknowledged. Everytime Dmitry saw him next to a group of people, he felt obligated to address the group first, for fear that anything less would look suspicious.

'..Runeswell, have you ever been in love?'

He'd overheard Jayden asking Anice just as he'd passed along behind her. Considering the source, Dmitry's almost convinced he must've mistaken what was said. What had gotten into Jayden today? That didn't seem like something he normally asked.

There's a part of him that is burning up, the mystery of the situation and the implications of it blitzing his mind. Dmitry's confused and slightly cautious, like he's aware that once again he's going to hear something he'd rather not.

But part of him also wants to know, HAS to know... and yet...

Shit, he'd forgotten. They still hadn't spoken since Dmitry had left the room in a fuss that morning they'd tried making a Beautification Potion together. In his momentary puzzlement he'd almost forgotten.

"...Hey Runeswell, Evers."

It's his only response as he takes up his fair share of the bench alongside Anice, an empty space between them as he planted his tush. It seems only respectful to leave enough space for Sabrina or Glesni or whosoever may show up, Dmitry never felt like he belonged to their group so he was always placing himself as far away as possible to not seem too... clingy. Was it working?

Dmitry reaches for a drumstick further down the table, plucking it away by the tip of a bone before slapping the morsel onto his plate. He's not going to eat any of that weird goat stomach bullshit, he's too picky to even give it an honest shot. There's some potato mash available as well, which he greedily slabs onto his plate. All that's left is to slather some gravy... Wait, what th-

Apparently loverboy is painting hearts in gravy of all things.

"What in Merlin's... Evers! Stop wasting the gravy."

Dmitry quickly takes his own spoon and siphons away enough gravy for his own needs, but he's casting narrowed slits between Everdragomir and Runeswell. For a moment he's convinced this is some sort of elaborate ruse. But he requires some certainty.

"Anice; he okay? He's acting... unlike himself..."

Understatement of the year. And yet for how perturbed Dmitry is by Jayden's abrupt longing for affection or his concept of love, he's almost softened up by the big lug drawing hearts on the table. If only there was a little J and a D drawn together on that gravy heart...

I wonder if he's actually liked someone all this time...?

There's no way, he's never seemed remotely interested in anyone beyond idle conversation... but Dmitry needs to find out for himself.

He's left there staring incredulously at Evers as the latter inevitably continued to make a fool of himself at dinner.

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BY MITZI
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Raina Summers
Jan 18 2018, 02:43 AM
R
aina was a bit late arriving to dinner. She was still reading up on the DADA chapter that was assigned when the time for the last meal of the day rolled around. It wasn’t that she was so much of a bookworm and DADA fantastic that she was so invested in the reading material she couldn't possibly put it down. More like she knew if she put the book down she would never pick it back up again until the very last second. So she finished up (finally!) and made her way to the sparsely inhabited great hall.

She was on her way to the Hufflepuff's table when a certain Slytherin caught her eye and she stared at him. Something about him wasn't quite right. In fact, he looked like Kyler everytime he claimed he was in love, which was about five seconds into meeting someone he found attractive. Yeah he was one of those boys. 'Dragomir, however, was not. He would sooner simultaneously combustion than openly long after someone.

Yeah, no, there was no way she was missing this.

"What's up with tall, dark, and disastrous over there?" she asked, now standing Runeswell and Hickeypunk with her arms crossed, eyebrow quirked, and signature smirk in place. "Did he hit his head or something? Potion fumes or whatever finally get to him?"

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Anice Runeswell
Jan 21 2018, 11:51 AM
MAKE ME YOUR MESS AGAIN
Anice shook her head at Everdragomir's response. She couldn't say she was surprised, still she wished the student would put forth some more effort in his classes. "Ever- Hey!" She was ready to scold him before he snatched his meat pie back to his own plate. She gave him a stern look while the dhampir student took a juicy bite, not waiting to swallow before speaking, "What can I say? I'm a jealous lover." She shook her head once more and got another meat pie and biscuit from the baskets. "Perhaps you should show your classes some more of that 'love'," She said, meticulously folding her napkin over her lap. "It was a long chapter, I'll give you that. I've been thinking, you know if you need some help with your schoolwork or motivation you could join in on one of my tutoring sessions with Lucan- er I mean Rowle. I mean I don't have to tutor you, per se..." She began, cutting her meat pie down the middle. She continued rambling until she realized Everdragomir was being pretty...silent. She looked up to a rather...unsettling expression. A starkness in the dhampir's eyes that made her blood run cold. Then suddenly the strange expression relaxed into a goofy smile. "E-Everdragom-mir?" She asked, now completely weirded out and concerned for her, er-hem, friend.

"...Runeswell, have you ever been in love?" He said, his voice taking a tone she'd never heard before. A sweet tone. Her face burned red at the question; equally embarrassed and confused by the sudden change of conversation and general atmosphere. "P-Pardon?" She squeaked. He continued to draw gravy hearts onto the table with a spoon. "W-wha..ehh-" She stared at him. Unsure what to do, what to say, what the hell-

Another voice broke her confusion, making her jump slightly. "...Hey Runeswell, Evers." Voronin! Thank the gods, she wasn't alone with...that. It didn't take long for Voronin himself to notice Everdragomir's strange expression. "What in Merlin's... Evers! Stop wasting the gravy." He said, Anice nodded in agreement. "Anice; he okay? He's acting... unlike himself..." She seemed to be speechless since the oddity began, and she finally forced herself to speak, her voice sounding a bit hoarse, "He was fine not that long ago, we were talking about school and meat pies and then..." she looked over at Everdragomir, still making the dumb expression that was a stark contrast to his usual dumb expression. "...That happened." She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, before leaning closer to Voronin and whispering, "I'm thinking he's under the effects of a-" She knew Voronin was smart enough to know what she was going to say without her finishing but she still would have rather not been interrupted. "What's up with tall, dark, and disastrous over there?" Hufflepuff, 6th year Raina chimed in, on her way to her respective table. Anice quickly returned to her upright posture in her seat. She couldn't have the entire school seeing Everdragomir like this. The humiliation he would feel; the disaster it could cause if he got too excited. Chaos would not ensue in her school. "Oh, him? Mr. Everdragomir over here has had one too many swigs of firewhiskey before dinner is all. We were just on our way to take him back to his dorm," she smiled, standing to her feet and motioning Voronin to help her. "Come on, Everdragomir, let's go, you need some rest..." she said, as quiet as possible as to not alert anyone else.

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Jayden Everdragomir
Jan 21 2018, 04:14 PM
I ain't waiting on the world to wake up, you never need luck when you
DON’T STOP
WE DON’T STOP
Runeswell didn't ever quite answer him. That was alright, he was sure that even if she had been in love, she'd never understand the depth of his love. This was true love. This was intense, something he'd never experienced before, and he had this maddening need to-- He didn't entirely know what it was, but he just knew he needed this Eleanor to live. Every second away from her side was agony.

"...Hey Runeswell, Evers." Greeted one of his roommates, Voronin, as he sat down next to Runeswell. Jay had a tinge of a feeling like he should feel some type of way with Voronin's appearance. Like... he knew they'd pretty much had something akin to an argument recently. But right now that felt so silly. It felt so silly when his chest was filled with a flurry of butterflies and his head felt like it was filled with pink cotton candy. How could anyone feel any sort of negativity when you were in so much love?

He continued to draw hearts with the gravy on the wooden surface, and by the time Voronin finally realized what he was doing, Jay had already done a good dozen of them; "What in Merlin's... Evers! Stop wasting the gravy."

"Eeehhh...?" Jay moans with a slight disappointment when he's told not to doodle with food anymore, but he gets over it quick and lets the spoon plop back into the gravy pot. The boy puts his chin in his hands, and sighs dreamily, while thinking about Eleanor. Well, mostly her name. Because that's all he knows about her. But her name is so beautiful, it's surely enough. Besides, Eleanor and Jayden sound good together. Ellie and Jay... Yeah, just by their names he can tell they'd make such a good couple.

Meanwhile, sixth year Prefects were speaking heatedly about him just across the table. He could hear them perfectly well, but since neither of them really said anything that had to do with Eleanor, Jay was quick to tune them out.

That was until a fourth person appeared in their little circle.

"What's up with tall, dark, and disastrous over there?" Raina Summers peeped up at her arrival, making her way to stand by the wall by Voronin and Runeswell, observing him. Jay's arctic blue orbs peered up at her, which were missing their usual piercing glare, now replaced by a dull and distant look of someone who could have been high on something. "Did he hit his head or something? Potion fumes or whatever finally get to him?"

Now, that proposition was actually scarily accurate. Not that Jay would have known, he wasn't thinking straight, or honestly much at all.

"Oh, him? Mr. Everdragomir over here has had one too many swigs of Firewhisky before dinner is all. We were just on our way to take him back to his dorm," Runeswell told Summers, and got up and motioned Voronin to help her. "Come on, Everdragomir, let's go, you need some rest..."

"...Rest?" Jay asked dubiously, his tone still light and casual like before. But that was about to change, and it changed indeed quickly. The lad was already unpredictable at times, and add something like Amortentia into the mix to give him extreme, and quite frankly unhealthy feelings about someone, and you'd get something hazardous; a wildcard. "I don't need rest. That's the last thing I need. I need Eleanor, right now."

His tone got more demanding, more urgent, and the soft look in the boy's eyes was again replaced with the manic glint Runeswell had witnessed the first time. Jay lifted a hand in his hair, and tucked some of the locks in frustration at himself. Why didn't he know more than her name? He needed Eleanor, but he didn't even know where to look for her!

"I-- I can't stop thinking about her, guys. I think I'm in love. No, I know I'm love!" Jay looked up at the three of them, now sounding desperate. "Her name, it's so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind, I love her so much. Her hair-- wait, I don't know the color of her hair..." For a moment, he looked a bit confused about that, like he was on the brink of realizing something was off with the fact that he was in love with someone he had never met. But no, the potion was designed to keep its victim oblivious and restrain their free will, "Do you know the color of her hair?" Jay turned to look at Summers, and then suddenly reached for her hand to clasp, "Do you know Eleanor? Eleanor Hildegard? Can you introduce me?"

No, wait. Raina Summers basically hated everyone by default. There was no way she'd be in cahoots with someone as lovely as Eleanor Hildegard. Jay let go of her, turning to look at both Runeswell and Voronin next, "How about you guys? You must know Eleanor. She's the most beautiful girl in school. In the country. No, in the world!" The desperate need and obsession drove him, making him call out towards the rest of the Slytherin table as he leans forward to try and get the rest of his housemates attention, "Hey mates, any of you know Eleanor?"

When everyone present just looks confused, Jay just frowns, "No? Alright, if none of you are going to help me, I just have to do this myself, then."

Jay starts getting up from his seat, but in no way is he about to leave the table. In fact, it so looks like he's climbing on it, kicking plates and food out of the way as he does so, gaze frantically flipping around the hall as he raises his voice and calls out for the love of his life.

"ELEANOR?"


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I’m the poison in the lead pipes
Open me up and watch the dogs fight
as played by Wicked

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Raina Summers
Jan 21 2018, 07:32 PM
R
aina had attended Hogwarts for going six years and during that time she had judged many people; however, all those instances only seemed to serve only as preperation for this one moment. All those years of training was about to pay off. "Oh, him? Mr. Everdragomir over here has had one too many swigs of firewhiskey before dinner is all. We were just on our way to take him back to his dorm.Come on, Everdragomir, let's go, you need some rest..." Honestly, she couldn't judge Runeswell any harder than she was now.

"In what reality is it better to imply he's drunk than... whatever the fuck that is," she said, motioning to the peasant in question. The way he looked at her was unsettling to say the least. She seen him drunk before, and never did he look at her like... like he was an observer in his own body. It was really unsettling to say the least.

The sentiment wasn't exactly taken well by 'Dragomir, even as he repeated. If anything, it only set him off. "I don't need rest. That's the last thing I need. I need Eleanor, right now." Who the fuck was Eleanor? Raina didn't exactly bother to keep tabs on his social life but everything about that statement was wrong. Since when did he need anyone? Much less so desperately he just might rip through anything standing between him and whoever the aforementioned bitch was. The Hufflepuff continued to watch the scene unfold with a intense feeling of unease until all she wanted to do was get the hell out of there.

"I-- I can't stop thinking about her, guys. I think I'm in love. No, I know I'm love! Her name, it's so beautiful. I can't get her out of my mind, I love her so much. Her hair-- wait, I don't know the color of her hair..." Raina's eyes widened. Mugglefucker-- was he drugged? The only other possibility was demonic possession. Either way, Everdragomir was left without a free will and that was utterly terrifying. How could someone do that to another? "Do you know the color of her hair?"

"What--" She nearly jumped out of her skin when her hand was suddenly grabbed. Everdragomir didn't like touching unless it was to knock someone on their ass! It didn't exactly help matters that Raina couldn't remember the last time someone touched her so casually. Not since-- It had been years and now having her hands grabbed was quite literally a shock.

"Do you know Eleanor? Eleanor Hildegard? Can you introduce me?" He was quick to abandoned that train of thought and turned the other two present. Now was her chance to get the fuck out of there before something else unanticipated happened. She was well on her way too, when suddenly, "ELEANOR?" was screamed at the top of his lungs. This wasn't any of her business, it really wasn't, but she turned around anyway to see the Slytherin on the table making a complete and utter fool of himself.

"Oh for crying out loud-- Silencio!" It took no time at all to dig out her wand and cast the charm on him. Before the thought had crossed her mind she was already making her way back and climbing on top of the table with him. It was then did she become acutely aware of their size difference; not just in height but in build. She also became aware of everyone now staring at her as well. "Oh like you never played truth or dare before. Except, like he always does, someone takes it too far!" she snapped.

She turned her attention back to Everdragomir and hissed so only he could hear, "I'm only here because Hildegard sent me to get you. She's waiting for you back at the Slytherin common room." Because the only person moving Jayden Everdragomir, was Jayden Everdragomir himself.

as played by Noctis

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Dmitry Voronin
Jan 22 2018, 04:25 AM
dmitry voronin
"I'll make my way"
A lot happened at once, but luckily Dmitry was able to scarf down the food on his plate while everyone else rambled on, leaving him content to munch on the food. Man, these house elves make awesome potato mash, and they know their gravy! Mm, mmm...

Suddenly Raina appeared, and Anice did her best to cover for the poor lug spewing his guts out with confessions of love, but apparently Her Hufflepuff Highness wasn't convinced.

Meanwhile, Dmitry's just chewing away unnoticed, which is great.

The situation escalates to the point where Jayden's standing up on the table's surface, and Raina has the nerve to get up there with him. Okay, now that's annoying. People are trying to eat, here.

"Hey, guys: Could you NOT ruin the table, PLEASE?!"

Dmitry loses his cool when he's pretty sure he notices something fly around the air and land on his plate, as if scattered by Jayden and Raina clambering onto the table. In one fell swoop, the poor kid manages to lose his appetite.

For a little bit, Dmitry had thought it funny, even though the idea of Jayden already being in love had unnerved him initially. But now this whole charade has him miffed, and he's playing over something Anice tried pointing out to him just earlier.

'I'm thinking he's under the effects of a-' A what? ...Oh.

But how, where and when, if Jayden was fine just moments prior?

Dmitry's eyes narrowed at a goblet across the table and he leaned over for it, spiriting it away before Jayden could send it careening over the edge in his rambunctious outburst.

Assuming the goblet still held its contents, Dmitry would take a whiff of it... and immediately he recognized a few scents. It certainly wasn't pumpkin juice. No, it was... A faint scent of perspiration that seemed somehow pungently sweet, alongside the nostalgic smell of home cooking and... what was that last smell? Dmitry couldn't quite place it... What's in this junk?

Dmitry held it over towards Anice, clueless as to whether or not it was conclusive evidence. He'd never handled a love potion like this before, not once during his tenure as Prefect. Perhaps she could identify the scent, or offer some insight. And yet he still clenched the goblet fiercely, brooding with wicked intent.

He wanted to throw it at Evers for being dumb enough to drink it.

"We're getting to the bottom of this," he swore to Anice.

Even though he was angry his supper was ruined, and had been anxious about Jayden's romantic interests... It was still kind of heartwarming to see Evers capable of these displays. It tickled him pink to watch the lad make a fool of himself in the Great Hall, especially in light of the other day with the Beautification Potion... And yet...

"And I can't think of a better way to spite whoever did this than by... Well, doing THIS." So he chugged the remnants.

At first he felt... nothing. Maybe there hadn't been enough left, or maybe it wasn't the pumpkin juice after all, if it was even pumpkin juice to begin with. But then Raina said Hildegard...

"... Hildegard is a nice last name, isn't it, Evers?"

Whether he was baiting Jayden or was himself afflicted was uncertain.

+ tags Anice Runeswell, Jayden Everdragomir, Raina Summers, Eleanor Hildegard
+ notes outfit [x] P.S. I can edit this post if necessary and I am willing to draw back on my current plans if they're obstructive to what you guys intended. Otherwise I'm doubling down on the madness, plskthxbai.<3
BY MITZI
as played by Alfonz

Slytherin

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Sabrina Gallagher
Jan 22 2018, 01:43 PM
Lamb turned to lion
I eat nightmares for supper
Sabrina was a bit late arriving to the party but then again, nothing usually interesting happened unless she was around so she wasn’t too worried about missing anything. After classes were over she had taken bath to relax her tender muscles. She had to get used to all the stairs and such, not to mention she tried out some new yoga poses this morning that left her body sore. Still, no pain no gain is what she chanted to herself while doing the difficult poses.

So after she had her bath she felt so warm and so relaxed she had just curled up in her bed and decided to have a bit of a nap. Sleeping beauty needs to get her beauty sleep sometimes too. Of course, just like the fabled character, Sabrina had slept a bit too long. She wondered why Anice didn’t wake her up to let her know she was going to dinner. Oh well, she didn’t mind it, it wasn’t that big of a deal. The half-veela quickly got dressed, or well as quickly as she ever did, which really wasn’t that fast at all.

During this time of day was when she could express herself the best way she knew how, other than using her words, her choice of apparel always made her feel creative and artistic. It was like her body was the canvas and she had the freedom to do whatever she wanted with it. (Within the limits of the school code of course. Though she was always pushing the boundaries for sure.) So she stood staring at a couple of options she had pulled out for herself before going with something a little different from her normal look. She liked to keep things nice and spicy and switch it up often.

Before leaving the room she snagged a lollipop from Anice’s stash that she supposedly kept “hidden” underneath her bed. She popped the sucker into her mouth before tucking her hands into her pockets and leaving the room to head to the Great Hall.

Sabrina heard the commotion from the Great Hall before she got there. Normally the Hall was busy with chatter and such but she could tell walking in that things were a bit different than normal. "ELEANOR?" she heard the voice of her best friend call out. One that caused the veela’s eyes to grow wide and her steps towards the Slytherin table to falter a bit. Eleanor, the Eleanor? The one that Sabrina had a side business with? Mostly for shits and giggles but she was getting some nice coin out of the transactions. She told the small Ravenclaw girl some info about Jay and in turn, she got paid. No harm no foul, or at least that’s what she thought.

However, if Jayden fucking Everdragomir now had her name in his mouth she could only assume the girl wasn’t as subtle as Sabrina had hoped she was. Still, how strange, his tone wasn’t angry so surely he hadn’t found out what Sabrina had done, which was good for now. But what the hell was going on? The buffoon was standing on the table shouting for her like he was trying to recite Romeo’s call to Juliet or something. “Silencio!” A dark-haired girl spoke up quickly shutting up her friend before marching up on the table to grab him. It was then that she recognized the girl as Raina Summers. Sabrina cocked an eyebrow at them as she hesitantly made her way to the table.

Perhaps she couldn’t stand the spectacle Jayden was putting on and just had to help him. Second-hand embarrassment perhaps? Because otherwise, Sabrina couldn’t think of a reason why Summers in her right mind would help someone she hated. However Sabrina was curious, Jay was bold but never that bold. At this point, she felt like she knew him pretty well and she had a bad gut feeling about what was going on. "Oh like you never played truth or dare before. Except, like he always does, someone takes it too far!" Summers snapped at those that had begun to whisper about what was going on.

The blonde’s gaze shifted to the other members of the party, Runeswell, and Voronin. Runeswell looked as if she was about to have a panic attack while Voronin seemed to be searching for answers at the bottom of a chalice. However, once he offered it to Anice she knew that the chalice had more to it than she once thought. Once she was close enough she could hear the last bit of Voronin’s heroically idiotic speech, "And I can't think of a better way to spite whoever did this than by... Well, doing THIS."

And then he drank from the cup.

The half-veela had now reached the table and had her own personal front row seat to everything that was going down. She had to stop and stare at Voronin for a bit though. Pretty confused at what she had just witnessed. At this point, the pieces of the puzzle were starting to connect and she was a bright girl. It didn’t take rocket science to figure out Jay was under a love potion. (The poor guy, she felt bad for him but couldn’t let him know her connection with Eleanor, lest she reveals her own bad deeds.) Still what she couldn’t understand was why in the seven hells would Voronin drink it. The way he and Runeswell had been holding and whispering about the chalice led her to believe that the cup was the source of the problem. So, why in the absolute fuck would he drink it of all outcomes he could’ve chosen.

The blonde sighed pressing her palm deeply into her face, everything was going to hell in a handbasket and she had only just arrived. "... Hildegard is a nice last name, isn't it, Evers?" Voronin asked as he looked up at Jayden, his eyes were glazed over and...wait...was that drool? That was enough to convince Sabrina she was right about the love potion. Never in her days would she have thought the small soft-spoken girl she had run into would go so far as to make a love potion. She felt guilty and it wasn’t even her fault.

At least, not really. “I see the party’s started without me…” She mumbled mostly to herself as she placed the sucker back in her mouth. Her azure orbs scanned the Ravenclaw table before landing on her pink haired target. The look she gave the girl said it all honestly, 'what have you done?’. Sabrina didn’t dare utter anything out loud, however, lest she draws attention to herself and the fact that she knew who the girl of “their dreams” was. They’d be all over her like ravenous dogs sniffing out fresh meat. And while that might be someone’s wet dream, it certainly wasn’t Sabrina’s. She didn't have the slightest clue what to do now, and that was part of the scary part. Was it too late to wish for an invisibility cloak so she could just sneak back out of here?

+ tagsAnice Runeswell, Dmitry Voronin, Raina Summers, Jayden Everdragomir, Eleanor Hildegard
+ notesThe princess has arrived! And hasn't got the slightest idea what to do, except wish she could walk right back out of the Great Hall, lol (Outfit: Here)
BY MITZI
as played by Artemis

Slytherin

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Anice Runeswell
Jan 22 2018, 03:02 PM
MAKE ME YOUR MESS AGAIN
There was a desperation in Everdragomir's eyes. Begging for someone named Eleanor. Anice felt completely helpless as the dhampir began to seem stressed, babbling on and on about this mystery person she'd never heard of. He first turned to Summers, asking if she knew his Eleanor. She seemed too stunned to respond but he simply turned his attention to Voronin and herself. "How about you guys? You must know Eleanor. She's the most beautiful girl in school. In the country. No, in the world!" He looked deranged, an unsettling madness in his eyes. Anice wanted to settle the situation but lacked the assertiveness to do so, especially with how flustered she was. "Everdragomir listen carefully-" she began, but he quickly turned his attention away once more. Yelling down the entire Slytherin table. A chill ran up Anice's spine. "Ever-drago-!" her voice got a bit louder, scolding him. However, once again he paid her no mind, his infatuation causing him to do the one thing Anice was avoiding. Causing a scene. With no thought at all he climbed up onto the table, Anice jerked, barely catching the trim of his pants. "JaydEN." She managed, before her fingers slipped. Summers marched up onto the table beside Everdragomir. Anice's face fell into devastation. She could barely keep up with the situation before Voronin turned to her, a chalice in his hand. He looked at Anice with a firm look. He was calm and collected, giving Anice a moment of relief. "We're getting to the bottom of this," He said with a confidence that pulled Anice together. She swallowed hard and nodded her head, their eyes meeting. She was glad she had her comrade in arms there with her, she'd feel powerless otherwise.

"And I can't think of a better way to spite whoever did this than by... Well, doing THIS."

Anice could've nearly fainted when she saw Voronin chug the last contents of the chalice. She gasped and tried to snatch the chalice from him but to no avail. He was motionless for a bit before looking up at Everdragomir, "... Hildegard is a nice last name, isn't it, Evers?"

Chaos. It was Anice's greatest fear realized. Utter chaos unfolding right before her. She felt so powerless. All she ever wanted to do was to protect people, to stop madness from breaking out. Yet that was exactly what happened. On her watch. She could feel a power acting up inside her, ready to burst like a ticking bomb. She swallowed her anxiety before she heard a grumble, “I see the party’s started without me…” Gallagher! Yes, she had to know what to do. She knew Everdragomir better than anyone, if anyone could stop this madness it had to be her. Anice stepped only a few feet towards Gallagher, reeking of desperation. "Everdragomir and Voronin are under a love potion. I tried to stop it from getting this bad, but clearly that didn't work out-" she stopped herself, realizing she was talking too fast. She couldn't focus. Her anxiety was peaking at an all time high. She was going to explode, making this scene a whole lot worse. Her eyes fell on a stick coming from Gallagher's mouth. A lollipop; from her own stash no doubt. "Ah gods. Sorry," She apologized, before tugging the sucker from the half-veela's mouth and shoving it into her own. The sweetness filled her with a calmness and cool that was like heaven. It spread a tingle all throughout her body, diffusing the bomb for now. The gears in her head began to turn. "This has already gotten too far out of hand." She said, looking at the spectacle. "Everdragomir's already made a fool of himself but what's more important is that we find the perpetrator. Eleanor Hildegard. Do you have any idea who that might be?"

Jayden EverdragomirRaina SummersDmitry VoroninSabrina Gallagher| RIP Anice is so useless right now lmao
as played by Vocastar

Slytherin

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Caleb O'Neill
Jan 22 2018, 03:57 PM
Caleb O'Neill
Don't test me.
Caleb hadn't been late to dinner and he certainly was not showing any mercy to the meatpies much like the Bulgarian dragon on whom his back was turned on at this point. He was a bit farther down from where a show was about to happen, but being too starved from his parkour training just half an hour ago he paid no heed to anything but his food. Until of course the Dragon screeched, causing him to slightly jump on his seat, dropping the pie he had haphazardly on his plate. "Scrios Dé!" He exclaimed as he turned to see the source of the commotion.Just who the fuck would yell out a girl's name like that in the middle of dinner time?

He almost choked on his own spit as he saw Jayden the Bloody Everdragomir standing on Slytherin table desperately begging for someone to show him Eleanor Hildergard. The guy was even worse than himself when it came to making friends or acquantances and maintaining social interactions. To see him on the table, in the middle of dinner with everybody's eyes on him asking for a girl to show herself was definitely not what Everdragomir would do on sane mind. Perhaps the dhampir had finally gone bonkers from all that potion making he did.

Seeing Raina Summers climb the table to get him down as Runswell seemed to be having a panic attack and Voronin complaining about the whole situation made for a great spectacle. So Caleb did what came natural to him. He sat with a foot on either side of the bench and began to casually eat his pie again, much like he did on a movie night with chips. He decided to sit back and enjoy the movie.

Until Voronin drunk from a chalice and turned dreamy himself, commenting on how Hildegard was such a nice surname. The arrival of Ghallager and the panic of Runeswell made him wonder what the fuck was going on at the Snake table. Were more guys going to jump on their own tables and make a musical or something out of this? He sure as hell was not going to. No sir! He would've rather be the one using the teasing material than the one who provided it. However he did feel some form of sympathy for the dhampir that had sent him one too many times off to the Hospital wing with his bludgers. No guy should ever go through the humiliation of what will follow after this ridiculous display of.... could that even be called a romantic dispaly? He couldn't be sure what he would call that, but perhaps he should spare the dhampir before things got worse. Not that he needed to know that of course. But on the other hand this was fun to watch. The usually menacing Bulgarian seemed like a lovesick puppy, or rather more of a sick puppy for that matter. Decisions, decisions.

"For fuck's sake Everdragomir you're making my ears bleed! Get yourself down mate, no girl would appreciate you embarassing her infront of the whole school like that." And thus he did his part in either getting him down or have him stubbornly call on Eleanor to show her face. One way or another this promised to be one hell of a dinner and that was without counting what Voronin's reaction to the potion would be.

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Gryffindor

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Jayden Everdragomir
Jan 22 2018, 08:16 PM
I ain't waiting on the world to wake up, you never need luck when you
DON’T STOP
WE DON’T STOP
If anyone would ask him later how it felt like being under the effects of Amortentia, Jay would describe it like walking through a thick mist while drunk. Sometimes, the fog would reveal a familiar face that he could react to, but all his words came out in a slur and he would be saying things he didn't really mean. His memory would be fragmented at best, like being asleep while awake, taking a backseat in his own consciousness while someone or something else took the steering wheel. Not quite remembering everything would prove to be a blessing just as much as it was a curse.

One thing Jay would remember was standing above everyone else, and the sea of faces looking at him. Most shocked, some scared, some humored. Either way, he'd remember the sea of faces like the a picture burned into his memory.

Jay was just about to call out Eleanor's name again, but all the words were sucked out of him with an ably cast Silencio. For a moment, the boy just kept opening and closing his mouth like a fish on dry land, looking confused why his voice didn't come out. He needed it to call for Eleanor. Without his voice, how could she ever hear him?

Summers climbed on the table with him, and more dinnerware was kicked aside to make room for her. She stood there looking up at him, sternly like she was about to have none of this nonsense any further. Jay just looked down on her, appearing frustrated. Why was she standing in his way? Meanwhile, the girl snapped at the rest of the onlookers, claiming this to be some sort of truth or dare game that had gone too far. But it wasn't, he just wanted to find Eleanor. Why were everyone getting up on his face about it?

When she turned back to him, Summers hissed at him like an angry cat, but still managing her words to come out quiet enough; "I'm only here because Hildegard sent me to get you. She's waiting for you back at the Slytherin common room."

Jay's face lit up like the sun at that. People under the love potion thankfully weren't very... smart. So it was easy to fool and bait them, which was what Summers was doing. The boy's lips moved as if to say something, but the silencing spell was still in effect, so only his mouth and hands moved excitedly around. Obviously, he was very happy that the girl knew Eleanor and was going to take him to her.

"... Hildegard is a nice last name, isn't it, Evers?" Voronin spoke up suddenly, gaining immediately the half-breed's attention with the last name. Curiously, Jay looked down on the other boy. He couldn't say anything, so Jay simply nodded and smiled. It truly was a beautiful last name. When he'd marry Eleanor, he'd surely take her last name if she so wished. Jayden Hildegard sounded pretty great, if you asked him.

"For fuck's sake Everdragomir you're making my ears bleed! Get yourself down mate, no girl would appreciate you embarrassing her in front of the whole school like that."

Someone from the Gryffindor table yelled, but Jay couldn't quite pinpoint who it was. Perhaps the shouter was right. Eleanor must be a shy girl, that's why she had asked Summers to fetch him for her. Meekly, the silenced boy turned back to Summers and smiled at her, and then proceeded to grab her by the hem of her shirt. She would show him the way, right? Summers was a great girl after all. He would have told her that too, had the spell not stolen his voice.

As the duo started climbing down from the table, Jay noticed Sabrina. Immediately, that was enough to divert his attention from Summers momentarily. The grip on her violet shirt loosened as the tall lad made his way towards his best friend, interrupting whatever conversation between Sabrina and Runeswell, and grabbed the girl by the waist and lifted her up with the largest grin known to man. Jay twirled Sabrina around once before setting her back on the ground, and then hugged her. All of it very uncharacteristic for the normally brooding youth. Jay wanted to tell Sabrina all about Eleanor and how he had realized he had fallen in love with this mystery girl today, but alas the charm still prevent him from speaking. It would wear off in time, and Jay didn't even think about the wand tucked behind the waistband of his jeans, and how he could just undo the charm himself.

The fog in his head was even thicker than before. It was hard to think, but at the same time something convinced him that he surely didn't have to think that hard. All he had to do was to find Eleanor and show her how much he loved her. That was his only goal, and should be his only goal. Nothing else mattered.

Ah, Summers had said she was waiting for him in the Slytherin common room, right? He shouldn't make her wait. Jay patted Sabrina's back and then turned again back to Summers, tilting his head like a dog, asking wordlessly if they were going yet.


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I’m the poison in the lead pipes
Open me up and watch the dogs fight
as played by Wicked

Slytherin

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Dmitry Voronin
Jan 22 2018, 10:48 PM
dmitry voronin
"I'll make my way"
There was definitely something fucky with that... Where am I? ...Where's Hildegard? Where was his sweet cherub Eleanor?

Dmitry can't help but think of her, to many capacities. He wants to croon to her, and tell her how much she means to him... which is a lot. She's his everything, and she makes him feel like he's not good enough for her... And that kills him inside. But I can change, for her sake.

Swiping the hat off his head, Dmitry holds it against his chest affirmatively, taking a moment to count the beating of his heart. It's practically bursting out of his chest with every recurring pulsation.

You don't know it yet, but I'm mad for you, my sweet...

Dmitry ran a hand through his hair, slicking it back unconsciously before rising from the table. Eleanor's not here, so why stick around any longer, right? Raina seems to have an idea where she might be, which leads Dmitry to his first question as he stumbles over to the dark haired girl sporting her wand and luring Jayden along like the over-sized child he was.

"You know Eleanor?! Can you introduce us?!"

He's fidgeting behind Raina and Jayden, toying with the beanie hat in his hands, practically fraying the fabric. Gods, he's nervous. He's actually going to meet Eleanor! He hasn't been this happy before, not for anything. Dmitry is wholly absolved in this mindless bliss.

There's so much I gotta tell her, face-to-face...

His face goes red when he realizes it might actually happen. Dmitry starts listing off the sorts of things he wants to say to her when they meet up. It's a fair walk to the Slytherin Dungeons, so there's time to dawdle on the specifics of what he'll mention.

That she's gorgeous even though he's never met her in person,
That she's special to him, as though her mere existence grounds him,
That he knows he's not good enough for her, but gods, he needs her bad.

Dmitry loves her so much, he doesn't even care in what way she takes him. He'd be her personal servant if she asked. He'd fetch her things when she asked. He'd do whatever it took just to be noticed by her, because that was his newest reason for existing.

Nothing else would matter or make sense if not for Eleanor.

And he wanted her validation so badly, it physically hurt. He needed to know she felt the same way, or that she could at least appreciate his commitment to her. As long as she gave him an inch, he could squirm his way the extra mile in due time. Dmitry would prove his love for her.

"LET'S GO ALREADY! WE'RE ONLY KEEPING HER WAITING!"

He's fuming over their leisurely pace. Does Raina know who she's holding up?! This is Eleanor Hildegard, and she doesn't deserve to be held up by the common rabble. She deserved so much better.

If Raina didn't hurry up soon, he was going to leave without them and get a head start on Jayden. Maybe if he could break the ice first, she'd forget about him and realize he was just as good for her, if not better...

BY MITZI
as played by Alfonz

Slytherin

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