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foster murray, ravenclaw

[the-dashlikes]

Who’s Been Outting Me? // Open

[fostermurray]

the-dashlikes:

Dash paced nervously outside of Hogwarts in the brisk fall air. He was still in his uniform from practice but he was still more nervous than he had been in a long time. While practicing, Dash was sure he had heard whispers of his name, and the words fag and gay attached with them. Some how he knew people knew, they had to, Dash had done a shitty job of keeping any of this from the general public and now they knew. Someone was outting him, and he was never going to be okay with it. Behind him he heard someone move, who it was he didn’t know but Dash was certain they were going to confront him, possibly even beat him up. After all, that would be something he used to do if he was threatened by someone gay… Or well anyone really. “I have my wand.” He said paranoid. “Don’t fucking mess with me, just go the fuck away.” Quickly Dash turned around, holding back tears in his eyes and his wand up. “I said don’t fucking mess with me!”

Foster smiled easily, holding his hands up as Dash turned on him.  Briefly, he was worried that Dash might try something and that he wouldn’t be able to handle him without Jackson.  But, Dash wasn’t anything special.  He wouldn’t be any trouble at all.  “No one’s messing with you, Parr,” he started calmly enough, still holding his hands in plain view of the other.  “Are they?  Because I don’t want anyone on my team to feel threatened.  I can take care of it, if you’re having trouble.  As captain, and all.”  Slowly, he lowered his hands into his pockets, staying in place where he was.  Not too close but not far enough away.  “I’m just...concerned.  I’ve noticed you haven’t been playing as well, recently.  Should I be worried about you?”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“What’s not right, Murray? That the cat belongs to a younger student, or that you know who the cat belongs to?”

“That it belongs to a younger student.  Now that I think about it, it looks like the cat Jax was supposed to be watching.  She belongs to our friend, he’s a Gryffindor.”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“I’ll ask around then. One of the other younger students will know.”

“Oh, no, wait.  I don’t think that’s right, either.”

[fostermurray]

queenxofthexjungle:

“You look tense, Foster. You know what you need?” Jane smiled and took his hand before dragging him along. “You need some time along the beach, I think. It’s still a beautiful day out, so why not enjoy it? The weather will be turning on a dime soon, so taking advantage of what’s left of beach weather sounds like as good a way as any to relax, does it not?”

“Me? Tense?  Never.” He grinned back, letting her lead him off.  It’d be easy enough to pull away from her if he wanted to, but he was curious where this was going.  “Oh, absolutely.  It’s practically a crime to let a day lke this go to waste.”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“Really? Well, why don’t you tell me who it is and I’ll find them right away.”

“Mm...I don’t think I remember their name.  They’re a younger student, though.”

[fostermurray]

queenxofthexjungle:

“Well, as long as you’re alright, Foster. I truly din’t mean to cause such a freight. Of course, I’m sure they couldn’t replicate all the sounds of nature, even with magic; it just wouldn’t be quite..natural. However, they could liven the place up a bit, would you not agree? Spruce it up with sandlewood and sage. Yes, that would do just nicely, would you not agree?”

“Yes, definitely.  That sounds perfect.”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“Right well, if she’s not your cat, then I’m going to ask around some more and find out who she actually belongs to.”

“Oh, actually.  I think I might know who she belongs to.”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“Or someone’s pet just got away from them.”

“Of course it did.”

[fostermurray]

queenxofthexjungle:

Jane had positioned herself in a tree at the edge of the forest; it was her favourite place to study in peace. She had thrown on a pair of wool tights under her uniform skirt and a pair of hiking boots, and had been up there for two hours with her nose in her books. She wasn’t even paying attention when she all but jumped out of the tree, nearly landing on someone. “Oh, dear. Are you alright? I didn’t even notice you walking by, or I probably would of done you the courtesy of calling out before I just jumped down. Beuatiful out, though, isn’t it? If only they made the library smell like this.”

Foster froze in his tracks as Jane suddenly came tumbling out of the tree, protectively curling his fingers around the wad of cash tucked into his pocket.  For a moment, he wasn’t quite sure what to say; the shock didn’t wear off as quickly as he would have liked.  But, he was running smoothly again within a matter of seconds, smiling coolly and holding up his free hand in greeting.  “I’m fine.  And, if they made the library smell like this, no one would ever come outside.  They’d have the best part of nature right inside.”

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“Mhm. Somehow I doubt that’s the case.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that, if I were you. This might only be the beginning--next thing you know, there’ll be some sort of potion in your drink.”

[fostermurray]

vampire-hunting-chip:

“I don’t blame them. If they were like me, they’d be stuck at 15 forever.”

“Aren’t they, already?”

[fostermurray]

actual-dragon-fangirl:

I guess so, man. I mean, no one here seems to recognize it. Which is cool, no judgement here.

No, of course not.

[wise-wolf-denahi-blog]

Ok, who’s cat?

[fostermurray]

wise-wolf-denahi:

“Not that I mind waking up with a cat in my bed, but I’m sure someone’s missing her.”

“Maybe she’s a gift.  Someone’s trying to win over the head boy with...felines.”

[fostermurray]

vampire-hunting-chip:

“I… don’t know. A lot should still be here..”

“I’m sure a lot of them would have wished to be immortal like you.  Some of them, anyway.  I’m sure the rest probably prefer being dead compared to being like you.”

[fostermurray]

actual-dragon-fangirl:

Oh, no, man. That’s not what I meant. Tight means cool, yo.

...Is that muggle slang?

[fostermurray]

vampire-hunting-chip:

Chip felt his blood, or what was left of it,  run cold. “Yeah… Its… Different.”

“How many people do you think should be standing here instead of us?  Just from our class alone?”

[fostermurray]

vampire-hunting-chip:

It doesn’t feel right being here..

It doesn’t, does it..