Where’s Adi? [Private]
*pulls out two vials* They won’t last longer than an hour, and you obviously would know that you need to add the bit of the people you are turning into
Please, please be careful… I guess I can’t talk you out of whatever you’re going to do, but again, I am always going to be here to lend a hand.
Thank you again and I shall come to you if I need a hand. *leaves*
Well someone turned him into a girl as a april fool’s prank and he’s still stuck like a girl. I hope it doesn’t last too long because I miss his old face.
Oh my Merlin, that is hilarious!
I’m guessing you’ve tried to research how to reverse it? Do you have an idea who did it?
Color my inbox
Deep Red - I’m in love with you.
Red - I love you.
Pink - I think you’re cute.
Blue - You’re amazing.
Rose - You’re pretty
Purple - You’re hot.
Plum - I would fuck you.
Violet - I would date you.
Aqua - I could be around you for hours.
Lavender - I have a crush on you.
Orange - I want to get to know you.
Tangerine - We have a lot in common.
Amber - I wish you would notice me.
Cream - I don’t talk to you but I admire you from afar.
I just want to get it over with already and be done. [le sighs] We’re good. Don’t know if you’ve heard but he doesn’t look exactly like himself right now. [le little laugh]
I agree, I know the stuff I just need to write it and I’m done. What do you mean by that?
Studying || Irina and Draco
Looking back over to Crabbe, under hooded eyes, who had began to continue his story Draco’s expression grew tiresome and even slightly exasperated. Despite his reluctance to give in to the girl’s reverse-psychology, the blonde Slytherin’s patience was wearing thin with his two mindless lackeys. Letting out a small noise of defeat and uncrossing his legs, Draco set his book down besides him and stood up; muscles aching from the arduous half hour he had spent sitting without hardly any movement. “I’ll make small exceptions - besides, you are a fellow prefect, how could I ever deny your requests,” Draco began with a lazy drawl, long legs stepping over Goyle’s to slip out of the couch’s space, “however futile they may be.” He added with a smirk.
Irina took a couple of steps, he probably didn’t want to give in but Irina could see that he was getting tired of his two cronies and would eventually give in. Irina stopped when she heard his voice, a smirk erupting over her face for a second before she turned around, changing it into a smile. Irina rolled her eyes and shook her head whilst smiling. Irina raised her eyebrows at his last comment, “if they were futile then you wouldn’t have accepted,” she retorted, walking over to a clear table, “in fact, I’m saving you, you should be thanking me really,” she teased, although it was true if you looked at it from that point of view, however, she doubted that Draco would see it that way. “So,” she said sitting down, placing her textbook and other things on the desk, “let’s get down to business.”
Somewhat, I’ve been spacing out a lot lately. I have lots of studying to do. How about you?
I’m pretty alright actually. I have a few more things I need to study but I’m going to do that when the exam is nearer. How’re you and Jason?
Where’s Adi? [Private]
Well, if you ever need any help with this “prank” you know where to find me. Just don’t get hurt.
How many bottles did you say you needed? I have 3 vials worth here.
Will do, love, and thank you. Two should be enough.
Studying || Irina and Draco
Sitting casually with a book on his lap, Draco used his index finger to flick over each page with apparent boredom - clearly not reading or even skimming the contents of them. Malfoy occasionally glanced at the two boys whom were sat next to him unbeknownst about what they were even talking about. Sighing dramatically, a familiar voice rung in his ears, distracting Crabbe from his monologue. Cocking an eyebrow and turning his head to the side to get Diabolos in his peripheral, a leer broke out on his features. Deciding not to give her the time of day in which she deserved, the Malfoy let out a small groan to indicate his tiredness and clucked his tongue to mark the beginning of his response. “I should go and check in my schedule, Diabolos - tonight is quite filled, by the looks of things.” He added sarcastically, motioning to Crabbe and Goyle with a sardonic expression on his pointy features.
Irina stood there for a second, taking in what he just said, Draco was a weird one. “Fine then,” she commented, rearranging her books in her arms, “I’ll just leave you with these two,” she motioned to Crabbe and Goyle, “and I’m sure I can give my money to someone else,” she finished, emphasising some words before turning on her heel to walk away, hoping Draco would take the bait and stop her. She knew that he wanted pocket money since he was apparently so low and giving it to someone else should make him want it himself, and who would want to sit with Crabbe and Goyle for the rest of the night, Irina was surprised that they hadn’t been kicked out because of their low grades yet.