Welcome!

[Ashurrii]

Chatter about on your way to class or just wander around the school when you have some free time on your hands. This corridor will lead you to Ravenclaw or Gryffindor Tower.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

"This is different, Jared," Ophelia said quite simply. "I... was not flushing OR being piggish." Lightly, she touched her cheeks. Had she been flushing? She can't possibly have been - for Ophelia did NOT flush.

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Walking up this far was hard. And long. As Ophelia had tried to explain to Remy, climbing seven moving winding staircases was long and next to impossible. Finally on the seventh floor, she paused and began panting, checking around to see that Jared and Remy were keeping up. Most probably. Hmph. Stupid boys, usually being more athletic than girls.

Along the way, she hadn't spoken much. Partially cos she was seething (stupid Jared. Couple? Who did he think Ophelia and Remy were?), partly because she was panting (she TOLD Remy there were a lot of stairs), party because Salty!Ophelia was attempting to creep in (and Salty!Ophelia didn't often speak).

"Think you can make it?" she wheezed, teasing Remy. Cautiously, she eyed Jared. Was he still being a childish poo?

[Jared Zegers]

Two steps at a time, Jared was eager to into that shower and then most probably snuggle up in his bed. But there were many pauses as He tried to keep half of his speed- apparently Ophelia wasn’t joking when she said, she didn’t like the stairs. It was amusing to watch her huff and puff as she climbed the stairs- occasionally looking back if they both were keeping up. Ofcourse they were …

Hehehe.

A little out of breath but He was fine when they reached the seventh floor but Ophelia was panting- and it made him wanting to laugh- but He kept his face still, He didn’t want Ophelia pushing him off the tower. “Really Ophelia- should have told me, I would’ve carried you, easily,” He grinned. Well He was close to taking the shower- might as well give out another favor to this ungrateful world, which wasn’t aware of his awesome presence, before going into his ‘No Touchy’ zone.

And she was teasing the kid again. Jared rolled his eyes. Really He wanted bed now. "Not the boring conversation again- .." He sighed.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

To Jared, Ophelia snorted.

"You? Carry me?" she asked, increduously. "Hah! You wouldn't if I asked down on both knees offering you body oil. I know your no touchy policy." Of course she did. Why else would she hit him so often and make a point to touch him in provoction?

Like Jared would actually carry her even if she needed it. She could break her leg and he'd probably let her be to suffer!

(Actually. He probably WOULD carry her. But Ophelia didn't ralize that.)

And then Jared was back to being his mean self. Groaning, she rolled her eyes at him. "What? Jealous that I'm paying attention to someone else but you?" she asked, her voice suddenly lethal. Why did he have to be so sour and selfish and jealous all the time? How did she become friends with such people?

No. Really.

How was Jared one of her closest friends?

[Jared Zegers]

“Do you really think I am that self-centered?” He asked her in mock horror. “No… wait, actually your right, I wouldn’t.” He nodded, crossing his arms across his chest. What did she think: He was that kinda meanie, egoistic, self centered pig, who wouldn’t help her?

He shook his head at her informing him about the ‘No Touchy’ Policy. “Yet, that didn’t stop you from pinning me down . . . really I would’ve carried you easily, and I have the muscles to prove it, I could’ve showed them to you- but you don’t want my shirt off do you?” Smirking, he brushed the hair on his forehead backwards.

His grinning face disappeared, shock lined his forehead- his eyes widened. “Me? Jared Zegers jealous?” He asked his voice close to breaking. “YOUR ABSURD, WOMAN!” Why would He be jealous? There was absolutely NOTHING to be jealous about. “I just want to go to bed, If You want- I’ll leave, and gladly.. I am sure, you don’t need me around- since I am a mean, egoistic, butthead- pig.. who won’t carry you.. even if you offered me body oil..” Hmpf.

He crossed his arms over his chest, once again- skipped two more stairs, ready to leave, before stopping.. Wait, He didn’t know the password.. err great.

So much for a great 'angry' exit- even if He sat outside the common room- He knew Ophelia would be the one showing up.. and telling him the passward.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

"Of course I do," Ophelia declared. "Everything has to be about you, Zegers, or else you have no interest. Hmph. It's not like I was pouncing you out of desire, so neither one of us really wanted it. Do you think I sat on you so I could touch you or something, because you better believe that I didn't. Yes, I wanted you to keep your shirt on then AND now! Fourteen years old... don't try and expose yourself to me! Carry me. HAH! I'd like to see you try!"

Now Jared was making Ophelia mad. Why couldn't he be his nice self? The one who coo'd over her and gave squishy hugs and made her feel slightly uncomfortable. This one was being hard headed and mean and making Ophelia want to smack him with ber bread stick.

He was becoming even MORE infuriating now.

"Of course you're jealous! Don't call me absurd; you're the absurd one!' She squared her shoulders and reached into her pocket, checking that the bread stick from dinner was still there. Curling her fingers around it, she contemplated whipping it out and smacking him with it. "You always hate when the focus isn't on you and get all whiney like this! RIGHT YOU ARE, EGOTISTIC BUTTHEAD MEANIE!"

Now she was calling after him as he made his way to the towards the Common Room but watching him stop at the door to the stairway made her break out laughing. He hadn't even made it up the stairway to the entrance.

"Can't do the riddle when you're all stuck on yourself, can you?" she called to him, regrettably feeling mean for saying it.

She was probably being really hard on Jared and would inevitably be the one to answer the question and let him in...

Awkwardly, she shuffled in place, not looking at Remy.

[Remy Valentine]

Remy walked along side them to their common room, not really sure if it was even possible that he would be able to go in. Oh well they would find out soon enough. Listening to their conversation was nothing special.
And Jared said that we had boring conversations? psh He knew he'd only said this to make himself feel better. The teasing between the two was unbearable - so, he kept quite until they reached the entrance..

[Jared Zegers]

Jared blamed the Remy Kid. Oh Yes. She was showing off in front of him. Oh Yes. She was trying to show him that she could take on him. Grrr. The sleepier he felt, the madder she was making him. “Oh Yes, Miss Ophelia the saint- who wasn’t trying to ask boys from Gryffindor to show their- bread sticks, Oh Yeah” He said, through gritted teeth, eying down at her. “Oh Yes, I am the most self centered person in the world who wouldn’t carry his little friend- even if He likes her evil cuteness too much, Oh Yes- maybe that’s why I got all touchy with you and didn’t just let Felix..”

Shut Up, Jared, Right now. He said too much.. Oh boy.. and Did He had to say Evil Cuteness.. Oh maaaaannn..

He abruptly stopped, looking the other way. Maybe He should try massaging his temples- It might help- until He was hit by the breadstick again. “YOU ARE CARRYING THAT AROUND WITH YOU?” Jared barked, before snatching it from her and snapping it into two in his hand. - Of course He never did that before when the countless times she hit him but if He was the mean and butthead like she said He was- he was suppose to do that right? Grrr.

“Yes, I am a egoistic, butthead Meani- .. and am sure, Your other friend is not,” Jared said nodding at the kid, still not knowing his name. How not unusual. “”Go on tease him, laugh with him- AND DON’T HIT HIM WITH A BREADSTICK- SINCE HE IS NICE AND AM NOT,”

(Jared needz bed now)

He was huffing and puffing, his fingers strangling the breadstick in his hand. And it flared him more, when she laughed at him. “Oh You don’t have to worry- since You definitely don’t want me around you anymore-.. I’ll just spend the night outside the common room, It’ll be more suitable for me too since I don't want to be around a fourteen year old .. so keen on being right on everything ...” He sneered, trying to look angry but someghow looking at her face- made him want to pout.

What the freeek, maan? .. Groan. Groan. Kick.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

"I TOLD YOU!" Ophelia was now yelling. "HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO TAKE OFF HIS PANTS! IF I KNEW HE WOULD I WOULDN'T HAVE TAUNTED HIM LIKE THAT! Alpha and O-freaking-Mega! Do you take me for some hussy? Fourteen years old! Butterflies! WHY DO YOU THINK I WANT TO SEE... URGH YOU PERVE!"

Seething, Ophelia was so angry she wasn't listening well and at first didn't realize what Jared had said following this. But suddenly it hit her and her cheeks flamed with shame.

Her evil cuteness? Where was he going with that bit about Felix... had he been fixing to hurt her? Awkwardly, she bit her lip, looking away.

"Stop being a jealous jerk, Jared! JEALOUS, JEALOUS JERK!" Again, she stomped her feet, eyes filling with tears from her anger. "YOU DO THIS EVERYTIME! Earlier you didn't! In fact, you LAUGHED Jared, why aren't you laughing now, huh? Why are you being so hostile about Remy? HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! Of course I won't hit him. REMY ISN'T PISSING ME OFF!"

A helpless sob escaped, but she covered it with a cough, because even though Ophelia was known to cry when angered to the very edge, she still preferred not to admit it. And Jared Zegers would NOT have the satisfaction of fully knowing he had pushed her to her edge.

"You want to be that way Zegers?" she snapped. "Fine. Remy and I will go to the Common Room and you can pitifully sleep out here, because I'm SOOOO mean that I won't even let you in. In fact, I'm SO mean that I might just toss you out from waaaaay up in that tower."

Obviously, Ophelia didn't mean it. Her disheartened voice even lacked the abhorrance from a few moments prior and she felt like giving up. Why did Jared have to act like such an arse? He wasn't like that when it was just them or when Remy wasn't around.

Stupid conceited, self-centered boys needed lots of stupid attention.

[Remy Valentine]

Remy stood in shock at what had just happened. Wait, what had just happened? Going over the past few minutes in his mind he’d seen an already bad situation grow even worse. Who had taken off their pants? Evil Cuteness? What the hell was going on?

Confused as he was he saw Ophelia’s harden shell melt with a single sob. Quickly he stood besides her and rested his hand on her shoulder.
Wow, seriously Remy? Her shoulder? You really are in the friend-zone.
“You alright?” he asked, once she had calmed down a little. Her heavy breathing slowly went back to normal.

Jared stood away from them at least a few feet, what could he have said to set her off so.. Fast? Remy stood looking between the two, confused as a duck in a chicken coop.
Whatever it was, he’d find out soon enough.

[Jared Zegers]

Jared was looking away. Looking at Ophelia was just making him have urges- Urge 1: Be terribly ANGRY! And jump off the roof from this madness. Urge 2: Stop being a jackass and give her that squishy HUG again.
But Ophelia didn’t call him egoistic maniac for nothing, you see. He stood firm on his ground, looking away- trying to bury the urges away- having that frown plastered on his face. He knew, she was not some hussy- He wanted to shout at her for even thinking He might think of her like that but she was going on and on..

This was NOT how He planned his night to end. He should be in BED now.

Her cheeks would’ve been a great distraction, really. It would’ve been an easy way out this situation- But He wasn’t looking at her, looking the other way- his min rummaging to find ways to get out this situation without looking like a sissy. “Look Ophelia …” His voice trailed off, as He turned to look at her- she was crying? Crap. Crap. Crap.

Jared did NOT like crying girls. And Ophelia.. crying.. A BIG NO NO! ..

Panicked washed over him, he finally found a loophole where He could apologize and .. cough.. Nevermind- .. “Ophie.. I am..” but before He could apologize, the kid was already on her side- patting her back. He frowned deeply. Well, now He definitely wasn’t needed around. He collapsed on the stairs- sitting down. “Fine then, I hope you guys have a good time,” He murmured, looking the other way.

Now He really was acting like a three year old.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

Beneath Remy's hand on her shoulder, Ophelia felt herself sink. Her shoulder sunk with heavy weariness, admitting defeat as she stood there, gaping at Jared. What in Merlin's saggy left ball was his problem? And he was standing there... trying to speak and then...

What was this?

WHY WAS HE SITTING DOWN? Besides obstructing the path up the stairs, he was completely... what was his problem?

As swiftly as she had shown up, Salty!Ophelia was gone and replaced with an overly maternal Sweet!Ophelia. Reaching up to her shoulder, Ophelia grabbed Remy's hand and gave him a light tug as she began to make her way over towards Jared. Stopping in front of him, she dropped to the ground, sitting up on her knees and pursed her lips sadly.

"What's wrong now, Jared?" she asked, heavily. In a way, she felt she was giving in, by giving him the attention he was so childishly throwing a tantrum for. However, she couldn't bear to leave him upset, either. She would feel guilty if she left him sitting on the steps, looking all pouty and bratty like that.

Besides, she wasn't fully giving in for she'd brought Jared with her.

[Remy Valentine]

As she tugged his hand Remy’s heart sank. This close to having a few minutes alone with her. Sighing heavily he followed her to where Jared sat. Never looking at Jared he paid attention to the marble steps around him. Biting his lower lip in thought Remy lowered his hand from Ophelia’s shoulder as she crouched down, shoving his hand in his pocket.
Whatever childish game Jared was playing at he was winning. Remy looked up at the stone structure above him and lost himself in thought as the two talked.
What was the point of coming up here again? Why was he listening to this spat?

Oh.. Right. Ophelia. Duh.

No, don’t think about it. Whatever, it’s her choice. Now.. To think about something else.. he searched his mind. Vampires - as always.
What was that Vampire doing on the stairs earlier? Had Trism smelled it?

When Remy finally broke from his thoughts he looked back down at the two. This coupled with the vampires would have set him into full wolf mood a few years ago. Good thing he’d learned to control it better.

[Jared Zegers]

Jared Zegers was acting like a childish brat. Arms crossed across his chest, a frown visible on his lips and a mind settled on sleeping outside the common room.

But what about the shower?

Shut up.

But then she was kneeling in front of him and the kid was right behind her- his hand in hers.

Little too observant tonight, aren’t we, Zegers?

He looked at her from the corners of his eyes, just to notice that nice, sweet Ophelia coming back. Er.. oh noes. That’s always a defeat sign. “Nothing, just sitting,” He shrugged to her question, trying his best to not look at her straight in the eye. It was a bit hypnotizing.

Hypnotizing straight to melty-ness of the heart. Oh her eyes . . . She was evil. Cute Evil. Hmpf.

“I want a cupcake,” Jared said suddenly, but something else was going in his head. “and I want to carry you to the common room, and since the chances of me getting a cupcake is zero- I think am going to carry you,” He said, finally looking at her. No trace of teasing on his face.

He was going to show her that He cared and He wasn’t some pigheaded, egoistic meanie. Well He was.. but not sometimes, anyway.

And without waiting for her response He bend lower and scooped Ophelia up in his arms, easily. For a second He wanted to poof his chest all super man like and grin broadly like a maniac- but instead He turned to look at the Kid. “Come on Kid, let’s show you the Ravenclaw Common Room” He said, happily before standing up.

Jared Zegers was back in the game. WOO!

He tried his best not to look at Ophelia as He climbed the stairs up to the Common Room, gingerly supporting all very light weight against his chest. “Now Ophelia, answer the riddle,” He said once they stood [well He stood really, Ophelia technically being in his arm- Bwhahaha] in front of the common room, trying his best not to let his lips twitch into a grin.

[Ophelia L'Corr]

A cupcake? Ophelia blinked in curiosity and surveyed Jared, until he decided that instead of having a cupcake, he would carry her. Brows shooting into her fringe with increduality, she stared at him, which was probably a bad idea. For she hadn't expected that he actually WOULD or else she would have pulled away.

But far too quickly, Ophelia was off the ground, arms and legs dangling limply before she realized what was happening.

"Oh no!" she declared. "No, no, NO!"

Frantically, she began to kick and flail her arms and legs, letting out a whimpering cry. Ophelia did not get carried. There was no way she liked to be carried around and now she was all cuddled against Jared's chest.

Was he trying to prove a point? Because the point was proven. He could let her down now. Please? Jared? Could he hear her telepathic messages? It might be best that he COULDN'T hear them... the things she was yelling at him were not especially proper for the image of fourteen year olds in his mind.

"What in the name of Merlin are you doing?" she yelped, frantically looking to Remy with a look of panic and fear. Saaaave me! "Let me down, Jared, let me down! I give in! You're not a big, giant selfish poo!"

Right now.

At the door, she made a face, pouting a little. However... maybe if she... if she just went ahead and answered his demand to give the reply, he'd set her down quickly?

Once the door swung open, she gave another light kick.

Let me doooooooooooooown!