make me a monster

dani goyle. 16. open to interpretation.

[chaserwood]

"I’m gonna ruin your plans to ruin Selwyn’s day." With that, she climbs up the remaining few steps, placing her hands on the tabletop and leaning closer to the other girl. "Personally, I have reason to think you wouldn’t mind joining me to bypass the kitchens and steal a fresh batch of those chocolate Cauldron Cakes the elves make before breakfast. I swear there’s that one third year who just swallows ‘em all whole." She quirks a corner of her mouth. "Not really anarchy on the highest level, but I’m starved.."

[dani-goyle]

"Aww, Ev." Dani touched her palm lightly to her heart, visibly moved by the girl's offer. However, these sweet nothings could not for a second actually faze Dani. There was no way she was going into that kitchen. Not with Evelyn Wood, not with Jack Deschamp, not even with Gilderoy Lockhart (pre-psychosis). "Fuck that."

[chaserwood]

"When the team is mine, things are going to change." They’ve had this conversation before, but Evelyn never gets tired of that promise. Any opportunity to discredit James Potter and his shoddy leadership skills is one that she’ll happily take advantage of. This time, her gaze turns thoughtful and she allows her gaze to drift up and down Dani’s form. "We should play sometime," she finally declares, her hands returning to her hips. "You’ve got a good Chaser’s build."

[dani-goyle]

"Oh, Evelyn, you flatter me!" Dani cries with a dramatically grand arm gesture. Truth be told, Dani's never exactly played Quidditch before. At least not outside the boundaries of Serena's backyard. Her family has attended every World Cup that's happened since she was born, but simply spectating doesn't qualify one as an athlete. 

[chaserwood]

"We wouldn’t lose to Hufflepuff even if I was benched the whole season." As soon as Quidditch is mentioned, Evelyn’s whole disposition changes. Her shoulders square, her posture straightens. It’s good advice for most not to bring the sport up in front of the girl — she won’t shut up once you do. "Their keeper has the worst case of butterfingers I’ve ever seen." She runs a hand over her scalp, trying to smooth down the slightly frizzy strands. "Thanks though," this appreciation is accompanied with a smirk. "Nice to know you think I’m an invaluable player." Nevertheless, she hasn’t made any attempt to leave.

[dani-goyle]

"I told you, I've been to a few games, I've seen you play. You aren't terrible," she offers, avoiding any indication of an outright compliment. "The rest of the team is pretty average, I think. They use the same tricks that they did last year, and the year before that. Did anybody new even go to these past tryouts?" Dani smirks gently enough to suggest her teasing is only halfhearted, though it really isn't. After a brief pause of consideration she adds, "Perhaps I should join the team? I bet I'm actually a prodigy, and nobody knew it." 

[chaserwood]

Evie glances down at her shoes. They’re more than a little worn — it’s time to get a new pair and it’s not like she can’t afford them, but maybe she’s a little sentimental. “Yeah, most mornings, anyway. When the weather’s good.” She places a hand on her hip, using the other forearm to wipe at the sweat still cooling on her forehead. “I went running in the rain once and got stuck in the Hospital Wing overnight for a cold, of all things.”

[dani-goyle]

Dani smiles over at her, uncharacteristically polite. Must be something she picked up in Etiquette class, though if she'd known she was imitating a lesson her smile would easily overturn. "You know, I was actually expecting you to be Selwyn when the door opened up. He's probably due to come down here at any minute, really. It's best if you go quickly so that you don't get yourself into any trouble," she informed Ev. "If I'm the reason you get suspended from the next Quidditch match, and we lose to Huff 'n Stuff, they'll find my body in the Forest with the remains of some freaky sacrifice to the spirit of Godric Gryffindor, praying for his forgiveness."

[chaserwood]

She makes her way to the table at the front in record time, all things considered (long room, little legs). Dani remains draped in the Headmaster’s chair. “You look good like that,” she comments idly, and she means it. It suits her — not in the sense that the girl could run for the next Headmistress, but something about thrones and power. She won’t tell her that, though — she can’t let it get to her head. Ev toes the bottom step with the sole of her running shoes. “I didn’t peg you for a morning person.”

[dani-goyle]

"I would've definitely pegged you for the morning runner." She'd noticed the trainers--and the light veil of sweat misted over Evie's skin--from across the table, but she makes a point of leaning over the tabletop to indicate the shoes. "Do you do this every morning?"

[chaserwood]

With each adjective that Dani uses, the smile on Evie’s face gradually widens. There’s something about her that the Chaser likes. She’s not entirely sure what it is, but she thinks it’s her energy — the daring curve of her lips. She’s dangerous, and there’s nothing reckless Gryffindors like more than danger. “Worthwhile pursuits, I’m sure.” Her answering grin is bright, but somehow soft simultaneously — like a secret. 

[dani-goyle]

"Aww, you know me so well," she says in return, dropping character. Dani sits up in the chair, her heels falling from the tabletop--but not before she shakes a little dirt off of the soles. Her eyes have followed Evelyn's leisurely path across the length of the Great Hall, as they rest on her halted figure now; She can't remember having blinked once since the girl walked in. 

[chaserwood]

Evelyn’s in a good mood, all things considered. It’s partially to do with the weather, and from the adrenaline still coursing through her system — the rush always puts her in a good mood. However, there’s something more than that. It’s the sense that things are going to go right today and granted, Danika Goyle lounging in the headmaster’s chair isn’t an orthodox starting point, but she’ll take what she can get. “The last time I saw you, Headmaster,” Evie says, taking casual steps  towards the front table. “You looked different. Taller, balding….”

[dani-goyle]

"Bite your tongue," Headmaster Goyle chastises her with an unabashed smile. "Of course I would never let something as peasant as aging effect me. I'm above it! No, it only seemed logical that I... borrow the body of a young, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning girl in her prime. Besides, what's she using it for?" Dani raises an inquisitive eyebrow, awaiting Evelyn's response.

[chaserwood]

Ev’s not even meant to be there. She doesn’t have to wake up for class for hours yet, but she likes the castle when it’s like this — quiet and peaceful. It’s easier to pretend the current political climate is anything but that. She’s on her way back from her morning run when she notices the doors to the Great Hall are ajar. She’s not sure what makes her do it — call it intuition, but she slips through the crack, walking into the vast room.

[dani-goyle]

Dani perks up immediately as the motion of the door alerts her periphery. Her lips are halfway curled into a sinister smile when she realizes who it is who's visited. Evelyn Wood. Although she wasn't the person Dani wanted to see--Well, now she is. Kicking back in Selwyn's chair--the immense comfort of which could probably rival that of the Queen of England's--she props her feet up on the expansive dining table before her, cocking her head at Evie expectantly.

[dani-goyle]

It's the crack of dawn. There's barely enough sunlight yet to even challenge the shadows in the Great Hall. And right at the head of the room, atop Dictator Selwyn's royal throne sits Danika Goyle with the smuggest look on her pretty, feline face.

[louisisakeeper]

To whoever left the Splitting Whizzle Slip-Trip outside the Sixth Floor boy’s bathroom…I will find you, and I will kill you. 

[dani-goyle]

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[chaserwood]

"You — you’re not, huh?" Evie’s speech betrays her, her breath hitching as Dani’s fingers glide along bare skin. She can’t pretend that this isn’t doing something for her, and perhaps it’s the rush of adrenaline from practice, but she feels far more eager than usual. Evie had simply be planning on relieving herself of that issue in the shower, but now it seems as if the girl in her lap has different ideas, "Probably a good thing. I’ve never been any sort of princess."

[dani-goyle]

Murmuring an unintelligible response, Dani continues to explore the line of Evelyn's body. Her hand glides curiously along the center of her torso, concealed by the cotton material, until it reaches an adjacent curve. Dani's eyes flicker to Evie's face, waiting to judge her reaction as her fingers trace the rounded underside of her breast. 

[dani-goyle]

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[chaserwood]

Evie is pretty comfortable with nudity; sharing both a dorm room and a locker room has meant she’s had to grown to be, if she ever did feel uneasy. Not that she ever has — from childhood she’s always been a weirdly outgoing kid, but that’s besides the point. This type of nudity is completely uncharted territory and Evie swallows, glancing down at the other girl’s hands, simply watching passively as she reveals more skin. She isn’t sure how she feels about this entire situation but she manages a breathy little laugh, “You know I stink, right?” She says, just as Dani pulls the shirt up to reveal her toned stomach.

[dani-goyle]

Dani's nose crinkles a bit when she smiles. "Yeah, you are a bit ripe," she agrees with a quiet giggle beneath the surface of her own words, "but you know it doesn't bother me. I'm not really into squeaky clean, pretty princesses." Her eyes fall to the narrow expanse of Evie's waist, one hand soon following. Trailing her fingertips across skin as smooth as glass. 

[dani-goyle]

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[chaserwood]

Evie realises at this point that she still has her hands on Dani’s behind, and goes to move them, sliding them up to the other girl’s waist, “A christening,” She repeats, but it winds up sounding more like a question than she’d intended.

[dani-goyle]

Dani does not elaborate, but nods vaguely, distracted by the curve of Evelyn's neck and how it descends into obscurity beneath the collar of her untucked shirt. Her hands curl into the loosened fabric on either side of Evelyn's hips, gradually inching it higher along her torso; Every action still quietly deliberate with hesitation, still testing the waters to see how far Evelyn will let her take this. 

[lanaprewett]

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[dani-goyle]

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[chaserwood]

Evie is left, admittedly, a little dazed from the whole encounter, and looking considerably more ruffled than when she came back from the pitch. Her hair is wild around her face, from the humidity outside, the light drizzle, and now Dani’s hands. She opens her eyes slowly, plump lips swollen and brighter from the make out session, matching the colour on her cheeks, “Uh…” It’s surprisingly hard to form a coherent thought at this point, but she manages a cheeky comment, “What deal were we sealing there?” The delivery is off, but Ev will later congratulate herself for managing to get words out at all.

[dani-goyle]

Dani laughs gleefully, raising up a bit off of the tops of Evie's thighs with the motion. "Actually, I was thinking things more along the lines of a christening." But her tone is only half-heartedly playful. 

[fallonomalley]

"I didn’t know you were chummy with Andy Doolittle," he says with raised eyebrows—however, it’s more of a pleased expression than one of disappointment. "I’ve heard she’s loads of fun when there’s alcohol involved. So, what’s she got planned so far? Are you trying to get into her pants, or do you actually think she’s cool?" Fal’s smirking now, a mischievous expression Dani has undoubtedly seen before. His pupils have dilated, too, clearly an effect of the pills.

[dani-goyle]

"Oh, I've been fuckin' betting on it!" Dani responds with more enthusiasm than necessary. "We're actually in the process of puttin' a party together, and you are invited." She punctuates her statement with a melodramatic wink and an accusing finger in Fallon's direction. Whether she means to or not, Dani completely skips right over his inquiry about the relationship between herself and Andy. 

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[chaserwood]

Evie goes with the navigation of Dani’s hands, far too focused on the slow slide of their mouths to pay much attention. Her eyes are closed, and she kisses the way she does everything in life; passionately, and completely devoted to the singular act. As soon as her hands come into contact with flesh, she squeezes, another little gasp momentarily breaking the kiss as if she was the one who was fondled. Immediately, her mouth seeks Dani’s again.

[dani-goyle]

Dani grins with pure splendor, threading her fingers through the roots of Evie's hair as they join by their lips once more. The girls stay there for a few minutes more, kissing and touching and grabbing and yielding to the sounds each of them emits. Dani nips at her playfully, having grown rather comfortable in her position atop Evie's lap. But soon, she's pulling back from her with one of her infamous smirks, though interestingly laced with a lucid curiosity.