“ not to be that guy but- ” cyrus speaks up from his current position behind the other, eyes narrowing in a moment of obvious annoyance. “ could you be any fuckin’ slower? legitimately a question, i feel like i’m in tow of a sloth. i have places to be, people to bother, woo, what have you. so do me a favor and move, yeah? ”
“ it’s not like you have a choice on the matter—- nor do i. slughorn personally gave me your name so you can help me revise. “ evan casually pointed out as he fiddled with the quill in hand.
“ yeah, no. ” typical cyrus, opposing authority like the “ rebel ” he was. ( sarcasm, obviously. he’s no rebel. just an asshole. ) “ but that was cute, that you think i would help you. i admire your attempt. ”
“Why does it have to be me who just walks into the common room only to find a naked guy, who was for some reason drenched and he was using a spell to dry his nether regions. When I asked what he was doing he told me he was heating up my dinner. I don’t know how to feel about that.”
“ clever. disgusting, but clever. tell me, did what did you say? who was he? why was he naked? this school is TRULY a beautiful place. ”
“It’s okay… No harm done,” she smiled softly, smoothing out her blouse. “Actually, I was wondering how you were doing.”
“ me? fantastic, how can i not be? after all.. i’m... me. ” cyrus responds, that typical smug smirk on his lips ( you know, the type that makes you wanna punch him. ) “ you? ”