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Post by Haine on Aug 8, 2009 13:10:58 GMT -5
This could really not be possible. For what was the first in a very long time, Philip Gerard Andrew Jacques was late. The ground may as well just swallow him up and send him to hell now. Because in Phil's mind, there was honestly nothing worse than this. Well there was one thing, which was turning up late to lessons, which Phil would shortly be if he didn't hurrry up.
If his calculations and watch were correct (And he did hope that they were), Phil had roughly seven and a half minutes to get changed , grab something in the form of toast or portable breakfast and then run the whole way to Transfiguration while eating at the same time.
That would be easy.
... Since when was the Phil in his mind (Come on.Everyone talks to themselves in their head... don't they?) sarcastic to himself? That was just plain creepy.
AH. SEVEN MINUTES AND ELEVEN SECONDS.
After what was probably the speediest putting on of school uniform (Well, minus the robe bit. That would just slow him down.) Phil had ever done in his life (and some added sprinting down corridors while trying not to run over anyone), Phil had arrived at the entrance hall. Looking down triumphantly at his watch, Phil checked the time.
He had exactly two minutes and four seconds to get to Transfiguration.
Two minutes and three seconds.
Two minutes and two seconds.
Two minutes and one second-
Stop that.
The transfiguration classroom just had to be on the other side of the school, didn't it? There was clearly no way he'd make it there now.
One thing that Phil had noticed while dodging random students was that no one else was wearing their uniform. Was the whole school conspiring against him now, or, as per usual, had Phil not been listening to something important?
The second option was most likely, yet that added paranoia had to be thrown in for a bit of fun.
It was still wierd, seeing as the school didn't do 'none-uniform' days, no matter whatever cause anyone could think of. Phil's mind quickly scanned over the last week, hoping to find an answer for the uniform issue. He'd clearly given up hope of arriving at Transfiguration on time.
Surely someone would've mentioned it to him. He was talking to Damocles Belby yesterday, and Damocles certainly wouldn't have let Phil forget something like that and make a fool of himself. Again.
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Post by diana on Aug 8, 2009 13:41:54 GMT -5
Ok this rarely ever happened. Phil never forgot about his and Autumns breakfast day together. That just wasn’t right. Well, there was that one time when he was completely passed out in the common room after staying up all night trying to convince himself that he really got an Outstanding on his 5th year owl in Herbology after drinking a bit too much, but that was really the only time Autumn could think of. So she sat, and waiting in the great hall, looking at the door every 5 minutes or so to see if she could find him.
Ten minutes now, that Phil was late. This just wasn’t like him! Maybe he’s sick. Yeah. That’s probably it. He’s sick, and laying in his bed. ‘I should probably go check up on him’ Autumn thought, grabbing a bite of some eggs and a gulp of pumpkin juice, before standing up from the benches and making her way towards the entrance.
It wasn’t until she was half way there that she heard someone huffing and puffing in this general direction. ‘What in Merlins nam-‘ the thought started, but then stopped as the person came into view. Phil. But, in school uniform? And looking utterly bewildered?
“Uhm, Philly? Yeah. What’s going on?” she asked, tilting her head sideways slightly, trying to piece it all together.
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Post by Dea on Aug 8, 2009 15:33:41 GMT -5
Thalia was pretty damn tired.
That stupid Leanne girl just had to be ill.
And she just had to refuse to go to the Hospital Wing.
And Thalia just had to listen to her being ill all night long.
The others in her dorm managed to sleep through it. But Thalia was now Leanne's bezzie, because she helped her through the night.
GOD DAMN IT.
STAY AWAKE.
She yawned as she entered the common room. Would it be so bad to go to sleep on the couch?
Her stomach seemed to say yes.
Trudging towards the Great Hall, she yawned again. Leanne decided to finally go to the Hospital Wing. Thank God. She was gone.
But then, some Irish girl started talking to her.
Wait.
She was in her dorm as well.
What was her name?
...Siobhan.
THAT WAS IT.
What was she talking about?
A muggle boyfriend.
Why couldn't people just let her be grumpy in pea-
It was then Thalia tripped over someone's foot.
No, that was just Peeves.
Swearing at him as she went, she hid behind a throng of students as Siobhan continued babbling away to herself.
Hearing snickering, Thalia allowed her tired eyes to swerve in that direction.
Phil?
She allowed herself to giggle. He could, at least, cheer up a day that would have been horrid, had it not been for that sight. |
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Post by Haine on Aug 16, 2009 14:59:38 GMT -5
There was clearly nothing that Phil could do at the moment that could cause him further embaressment. At the moment, he was too tired to care of what people were thinking as they stared at him. Considering how often things like this happened to Phil, you could probably say that he was used to it. He had two choices. The first being to go up to the dorm and change. However, this would probably wake up Gideon, whom would proceed to eat the poor sod and then take pictures for further usage. After seven years here, the boys in the Ravenclaw dorm room had learnt what was probably the most valuable life lesson - blackmail meant power.
At least it did for them.
His other option was to go into breakfast and at least act like he still had some shreds of dignity left. But still, Phil couldn't help but feel as if he was forgetting something important.
And then it hit him.
Quite literally, as he'd just turned and walked into Autumn.
Ah crap.
CrapCrapCrap.
We're not entirely sure what Phil said exactly, as he was speaking so damn fast. However, we think it went something like this. We've even seperated the words for you.
"Oh Shit- I am so so so so sorry Autumn- I really didn't mean to forget about our breakfast day, yet I didn't realise what day it was and thought it was a weekday and that I was late for Transfiguration--" Phil had to pause for breath here. God this sounded like a really lame excuse, didn't it? "But anyway, I promise that I'll make it up to you. Just name how, okay?" Phil once again paused, deep in thought. "Yet just so you know, I'm currently broke. So nothing involving money."
Ah great- then the giggling started. Probably some pathetic third year Hufflepuff. They were usually to blame. Phil then turned in the direction of the giggler, as usual prepared to make a comment in reply. Instead, upon realising who it was, he ended up grinning like the loveable dork he is. Phil waved slightly in Thalia's direction. "Did you happen to know that it's Saturday?"
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Post by Dea on Aug 17, 2009 3:45:25 GMT -5
Thalia approached the two, still grinning.
"Why yes, I do know it's Saturday. Some girls in the dorm didn't let me sleep but, yes, I still know that. Are you trying to make a fashion statement, Phil?" She asked, biting her lip. It was still funny. And look, there was Autumn!
"Autumn!" She sang, and gave her a hug. "I haven't seen you in forever!"
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Post by diana on Sept 8, 2009 17:18:06 GMT -5
Autumn couldn't restrain her laughter anymore. Just watching Phil in his dismay was utterly hilarious. She didn't bust out in laughter though, no sir. That'd be rude. So a giggle escaped and she covered her mouth.
"Oh, oh my god, Phil. Wow. I'm so sorry, honey. It's fine, I was just getting rather concerned about you! I'm glad you're ok. That's all I'm concerned about. But you will make it up to me. I'm thinkin, since you skipped out of our breakfast, we'll have dinner. Not in the Great Hall. Lets make this...a study dinner. You pick when and where though. Get food from the kitchens! Costs nothing and benefits us both!" She told him, smiling at the idea.
It wasn't until the words were out of her mouth was someone squealing her name. She turned around fast to see Thalia coming up and hugging her.
"Thals! Oh my godric! I've missed you!" |
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Post by Haine on Sept 10, 2009 14:14:24 GMT -5
"Fashion statement?" Phil slowly repeated, before shaking his head with a grin. "Definitely not. Peeves and I are attempting to start a school rebellion." Phil was, of course, joking when he said that. However, it was a known fact that Peeves had tried to start a rebellion almost every year and therefore one could not be entirely certain. Peeves was certainly not below blackmail either.
But still.
Now it really did appear that the world was against him. Either that or Phil needed a calender more than he thought. Note to self- Remind Marlene that she owes one.
Phil brushed off the world conspiring against him thoughts easily. "So do I want to know why they wouldn't let you sleep or not?"
... Autumn actually believed him?
Well she should, considering that it was the complete truth. But when said out loud the story certainly did sound a bit far-fetched. At least her terms were more than reasonable. Phil grinned. "Ok then. How about tonight in the astronomy tower? Around nine, if that's good for you?"
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Post by diana on Sept 10, 2009 15:48:12 GMT -5
Laughing under her breathe as she listened to Phil talk to Marlene about Peeves and his stupid schemes, Autumn shook her head. I would love to see Peeves of all people try to make kids wear their uniforms on saturdays.
Autumn smiled as Phil agreed, setting a time and place. "Yeah, that sounds fantastic! I'll get time to get a head start on the artimacy homework, if that's what we wanna work on. Or is it just enjoying dinner and each others company?" she teased, shoving his chest lightly. |
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Post by Dea on Sept 11, 2009 10:29:59 GMT -5
"A school rebellion, really? Leave me out of this...Peeves enjoys throwing various sticky substances at my head. So...I think I'll just take cover," Thalia decided.
"I know, Autumn! It's depressing, really. It's not that I don't write to people over the summer, it's just...Yeah. I don't write," She said, looking slightly ashamed.
Change subject.
"So. I'm thinking no breakfast for me. Mostly because Leanne has just walked in there and she has some disgusting illness and she wants me to be like, her best friend. So it's time to hide. Craaap," She babbled, hiding behind the nearest stone gargoyle as aforementioned ill person walked by.
"Annnnnnd safe."
ooc/CRAPTASTIC.
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Post by Haine on Sept 12, 2009 16:03:44 GMT -5
...
There was arithmancy homework?
Crap.
He let out a slightly nervous laugh before proceeding to speak. "Well, it would have been the latter yet that was before I knew there was homework. I guess we'll have to multi-task, right?"
That'd work.
Phil grinned, turning back to Thalia... only to find Thalia gone. Then re-appearing from behind a gargoyle. Was it just Phil or was anyone else starting to see a pattern forming here? "You really like hiding behind things, don't you?" He asked carelessly, still looking at the gargoyle.
"I think it'll be better if we all just skip breakfast today."
ooc// Absolute crap as Haine is writing this listening to Ricky Martin and is tired.
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Post by Dea on Sept 13, 2009 14:38:25 GMT -5
"I do enjoy hiding behind things. But I guess that stems from actually having people to hide from. Him, for instance," she said, gesturing towards a boy in her year. She then turned to face the two to hide her face. "I snogged him end of last year...It was a dare, okay? But anyway, he gives me funny looks every time. And her! I stole her quill and then my cat proceeded to do her cat. She's not happy. So you see? I make enemies."
Well that was a brilliant bought of 'let's tell you my life story'.
She tried to skate over that with a quick reply to the 'no breakfast' thing.
"It may just be safer."
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