We're slow dancing in a burning room;; Rowena

[Dea]

"The astronomy tower as well? What the hell?"

It was then Ro realised after the mention of the Astronomy Tower, Godric hid.

"Godric...?" She asked, turning to him.

"If you know anything, speak now. And would you please stop hiding! You look so stupid, seeing as you're way taller than me. We look like a totem pole," she scorned.

Well today proved to be eventful. How fun this was. Really.

She could still see pink dots, she swore she could.
Whoever that was was going to pay.

[Haine]

"Yes, some idiot-" Godric flinched at the words, "decided that it would be a good idea to turn everything in the astronomy tower bright orange. All the books, equiptment, furniture...everything. I take it that no one knew about that either?" Anatole said, enjoying watching Godric squirm. He had actually not dared to inspect his office, also located in the astronomy tower, fearful that everything in there had also succumbed to the orange mess.

Godric slowly and quietly moved from behind Rowena, now standing in between the two. Well, this was just perfect. Stuck next to two people who, for lack of a better phrase, scared the shit out of him when they were angry. Just like now, for instance. "...Know something about what?" He eventually said, having been unsuccesful at thinking up something that may actually have gotten him out of trouble. "Anyway, I wasn't hiding. Who is there here to hide from? I was uhm... inspecting. Inspecting the... floor! That's right. I was inspecting the floor right behind Rowena to see that the pink had dissapeared from there too."

Godric had never done well under this sort of pressure.

[Dea]

Rowena rolled her eyes. "Everything? Really? Just use Finite Incantatem. Worked here. But we need to get to the bottom of this..." She trailed off, eyes drifitng to Godric.

"Is there something you'd like to say?" She asked, hands on hips. She sounded a bit like a mother scalding a child.
Oh God.

Was she like...The school's mother?

Oh no.

"Really. The ground right behind me. Yeah. That's excuse no. 453. Spit it out, Gryffindor," she said, unamused. She'd even last named him. She meant business.

[Haine]

Anatole shook his head, sending another glare in Godric's direction. "I tried that, as well as every other spell that could have done it." Godric then mumbled something along the lines of 'you've probably just made it angrier or something.' and the looks he received from both Rowena and Anatole left him staring at his feet.

Something he'd like to say? Of course not. Godric had just managed to convince Rowena that he wasn't the one that turned the Great Hall pink. Was he then likely to admit that in fact he had turned the astronomy tower orange instead, just because Anatole was being even more asshole-ish than usual? Of course he bloody well wasn't. Contrary to popular belief, Godric wasn't a complete idiot after all.
Well... partly an idiot maybe. He shook his head slowly, indicating that there was nothing he'd like to say, which in all honesty was the truth.

...
Last name basis.
He was officially screwed.
"Ok, so I may know something about why the astronomy tower is orange..."

[Dea]

Rowena glared. Not only did he know something, but this meant she had to side with Anatole. This annoyed her, mostly for the fact it was Anatole. Anatole.

Anatole.

"Godric. What did you do?" She growled. Again, this was reminiscent of a mother scolding a child. This wasn't good.

"Anatole. I think you should show us, see if maybe we can jog Godric's memory," she suggested, still glaring at Godric.

[Haine]

Ok, so so far every other of Godric's 'i'm innocent!' tactics had failed miserably. Sure, they probably would have worked fine if he was just up against either Rowena or Anatole, yet not both together. This meant it was time to get desperate... and aprehensive. "Me? I never said that I did anything! All I said was that I may know something about it! You have no proof..." Yes, Godric may have finally snapped and was rambling.

Anatole nodded. "Of course I can show you." He said simply, heading down towards the doors again. This was when Godric tried to run. Sure this probably made him look a hell of a lot more guilty (Which he was) but if they couldn't catch him, they couldn't 'deal with him'. Right? He sure as hell hoped that he was right, anyway. Sadly Anatole caught him by his collar and Godric once again was stuck in a crap situation. "... I was just excited to go to the astronomy tower?"
"Sure you were." Was the response.

Godric let out a sigh and turned slightly to look at Rowena. "Fine. I turned the astronomy tower orange. Anything else?"

ooc// Craptastic.

[Dea]

Rowena rolled her eyes.

"Why, Godric, may I ask? This sounds like a hate crime," she moaned, giving Godric the 'Why give Anatole anything to use against you?' look, which was something between a pleading look, and a glare.

"Well, Godric. Go clean it up. Anatole, help me with the Dungeons."
She knew Anatole wasn't going to like being ordered around. And she didn't exactly want to be stuck in the same room as him. But it was that, or him being stuck with Godric. And that could only end badly.

[Haine]

"Why did I do it?" Godric replied slowly. Anatole still looked pissed, as did Rowena. So maybe telling the truth wouldn't be the best idea, if he wanted to stay alive. The truth being that Godric turned the astronomy tower orange:
A) Because he was bored
B) It was either that or he turned it bright yellow
And/Or C) Anatole had been in one of his exceptionally bad moods yesterday and didn't seem to appreciate Godric coming into his lesson repeatedly last night to borrow random objects that were neither of use nor ornament to the gryffindork.

Yup. The truth certainly wasn't acceptable this time.
"Uhm... would you believe that I've got no idea how to 'clean it up'?" Godric asked sheepishly. If Anatole hadn't looked like he was ready to kill him before, he certainly did now.
"You have no idea how to undo what you did to the astronomy tower, Gryffindor?" Anatole repeated dangerously, just to make sure that he definitely had an excuse for killing the 'poor' transfiguration teacher and would therefore not be accused of unreasonable murder.
Godric then sent an apologetic and 'save me!' look to Rowena, yet he knew there was probably nothing she could do either. Not after she'd warned him and he'd ignored her. He'd gotten himself into this mess, and he hoped to god that there was still a way out.

"Unfortunatly, it appears that we're all going to have to 'work together' to get rid of the orange." Was the eventual remark from Anatole, now that Godric was cowering in fear. At least the idiot was good at that. And wasn't he meant to be the 'brave one'?
Still. If there was one thing Anatole hated more than him, it was teamwork.
Gryffindork was going to pay dearly.

[Dea]

"What the hell did you do, Gryffindor? I don't want my castle multi-coloured!" She raved, throwing her hands in the air.

"I think you're right Anatole. Now, Godric. Lead the way to the Astronomy Tower," She said, flicking her hand, gesturing that he should start walking.

She had him walk in front, so as to make sure he didn't try to escape.
"Do you have any idea how to remove it?" Rowena asked as they walked. She already was not in a good mood, and it wasn't even 10 a.m.

[Haine]

Now seeing as this was Godric of all people, we obviously weren't going to get a proper (or sane) answer here. Instead he grinned as usual and replied "Actually, I think you mean 'our' castle. How could you forget Helga and Sal?" God. You'd think that the man never even bloody knew how much trouble he was in. "And anyway, the castle is all dull and grey and brown anyway... surely a bit of colour wouldn't hurt?"

Anatole once again had to resist saying things along the line of 'if this stuff glows in the dark, you'll be the one hurt,"etc. Unfortunately for him, Godric was technically his boss. Which meant that Godric could fire him. And Anatole quite liked his job as for the most part it seemed to be a little haven away from the cruel harshness of the world, not to mention the stupidity.
Well, except for king stupid. Yet 'most of the time', he was easy to ignore and therefore not too much of a problem. Of course, that never included when Godric did something like this.
In which case, he would pay dearly.

Meanwhile, Godric was still rambling hopelessly on, probably trying to dig his way back out of the hole. So far he was probably just making the hole deeper. Well- maybe if he was lucky the whole would get so deep that he'd end upon the other side of the earth and in which case would no longer be in a hole. Yet maybe upside down.
Hmm. Wierd.
"Anyway, it's only the Astronomy tower after all... Students only spend an hour or two there a night and that's it..."
Anatole growled.
"Is there something wrong, Anatole?"
"You seem to be forgetting that my office is in the astronomy tower, making it also orange. Yet do I count as 'spending only an hour or two there' as well?"
"... Orange is your colour."

Let's just say that after that Godric was walking with his head hung in shame and fear when he lead the way to the astronomy tower.

Anatole had at least calmed down slightly when he finally replied to Rowena. "Well, we know that Finite won't work, because I tried that one among others. Impervious would be useless and would probably make it even harder to get rid of the orange..." And where would we be without a little bit of Anatole flavoured cynicism? "And if Scourgify doesn't work, at least there's obliviate. Then we won't have to remember what happened."

[Dea]

"If nothing else works, Anatole, I think I'll have Godric hung, drawn and quartered," Rowena said, fuming. "And, Godric, dearest, Technically, Helga and I came up with the idea. You probably wouldn't even be here if I'd inherited money instead of my brother! And if he hadn't lost it all, you definitely wouldn't be here!" Rowena ranted.

Let's stop for a minute. This rant of Rowena's was her excuse when Godric did something like this, and then reminded her it was his castle, too. She therefore went on a rampage, destroying basically anything of no value, and verbally attacking people. Mostly Godric. Though Sal normally got the shitty end of the stick as well.

Back to the problem.
"Nonono. Obliviate is a no n-" She then saw Godric perk up.
"Accio Godric's wand," Rowena growled, catching Godric's wand rather deftly. "Don't even think about it, Gryffindor."

[Haine]

Hung, Drawn and Quatered?
Hmm.
Maybe Ravenclaw wasn't that bad after all. Yet only because she really would probably do that to the Gryffindork. Anatole smirked as he saw Godric squirm at Rowena's words. "That sounds much more... effective than the obliterate ideas." Lovely, Annie.

Now Godric just had to contradict here. Because he was just bloody pedantic. As usual, he chose to ignore all the warning signs Rowena had sent him (Up to and including the 'dearest', which Godric took as a warning sign anyway) and how much trouble he was in.

"Well, yes. Yet I am here, so that point doesn't really mean anything." Godric paused for a moment, pondering something. "What about Sal? Would he be here too if that was the case?" Godric was, of course, asking what was in his mind an innocent question. Yet it probably didn't come across like that, sadly.

Great. Now he was practically a muggle. Sometimes it truly did scare Godric about how these people knew what he was thinking most of the time. I mean, come on. Using obliviate on them would have made EVERYONE happy. Rowena would be happy because she wouldn't remember what Godric had done. Godric would be happy because he would no longer be in trouble. And Anatole was never really happy, was he?
"So..." Started Godric, trying to steer the subject away from his latest escape attempt, "Aside from fixing the astronomy tower, what else can I do to get myself out of trouble?"

[Dea]

"You. Shush. We aren't talking about Sal. We're talking about you. And at the moment, I'm thinking you walking around the school in a chicken suit to redeem yourself is sounding better by the minute. So I would ask that question later. Unless you'd like to ask Anatole? It is, afterall, his office," Rowena hissed, getting more ticked by the minute.

Stupid Godric.

She lifted her many skirts as they started to climb to the astronomy tower. Stupid stairs and skirts. Upon entry, she blinked and rubbed her eyes. This was horrible.

"...GRYFFINDOR!" She shrieked, hopping up and down and gesturing at the colour wildly.

[Haine]

A chicken suit? That wasn't too bad compared to some of the other punishments Rowena had thought up for him before. Godric would in fact be quite glad to walk around the school in a chicken suit... as long as it was at four in the morning when no one would be around to see him 'repenting'. Yet seeing as Ro obviously wasn't in the mood to talk to Godric long enough for him to be charming and/or get her off the subject of how much shit he'd caused, Godric turned to Anatole instead.
"So Anatole... What sort of punishment would you have in mind?"
Anatole thought about this for a moment. "Is the hung, drawn and quartered option still open?" was the eventual deadpan reply.
Godric made a point to stay closer to Rowena after that.

...
Good God.
The young Gryffindor certainly didn't remember turning the astronomy tower that orange. Now it just was burning his eyes. Yet that could have been the severe death glare that Anatole was sending his way, obviously too stunned for words. He winced slightly as Rowena shrieked, his hands instinctively going to cover his eyes. "You don't have to yell Ro, I'm right here," Godric murmured, as he once again tried to take in the vivid orangeness of the tower. "Do either of you know if it's possible for a colour to like... grow?"

[Dea]

Rowena was still hopping foot to foot, obviously not amused. "Calm down? Calm down?? How can I when this fucking colour is in my face?" She raved, hopping mad. Literally.

"Yes! Yes it is, Anatole! Do it now! Look what he's done to my lovely castle! That lunatic! Why?" Rowena said, trying to stop her mad hopping and hair pulling.

"....Deep breaths," She said, breathing out. Helga had been doing some breathing exercises with her, because, apparently, she had a temper.
"...GROW?"