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“Hmm….allllright. Do you have your book?” asks while swiftly producing a piece of paper from her bag and a pen “So I have two methods to remember stuff about ingredients - first you have to have good notes, you know what good notes are?”
“Contrary to belief I do know how to take notes,” Gideon produced his notebook from his backpack and handed them to her. “I just don’t get it...”
“I still have an hour to spare so let’s get started. You have problems with making them or with theory?”
“More so theory, I am more than well versed in making a potion--it’s how I do must of my you know...stuff.”
“We can always do a little more last minute studying?”
“I’d very much appreciate your help love, it is the greatest honor. Are you any good at potions?”
“Then you should have studied,” Lucinda rolled her eyes. “I’m not even your year and I know the information better than you do.”
“I had more pressing matters at hand like cleaning my space...and napping,” Gideon sheepishly smiled.
“Tough luck love, I’m tempted to do The Consequences speech but let’s not waste our time.” pats his head lightly. “So? What’s that test about?”
“Potions class, don’t get me wrong I know my potions but for some reason mixing this with that is just starting to make it all a blur in my head. You’re going to help me?”
The whole thing was nauseating, Lucius unable to think clearly. He was going to need a shower once it was over. “How long until the damned smell goes away?” He considered being polite about it, but his patience was nearly gone. Lucius took a deep breath and moved toward Gideon. “I swear to Merlin this will have been the last thing you did if it doesn’t ware off.”
“Well--” Gideon was unsure of how to bring it up to Lucius without being killed or horrifically maimed. “You see the thing is--is that I um never have actually tested that out before,” he cleared his throat keeping his eyes on the other male. “I’m sure a spell or two will help?”
“Should have thought about it earlier,huh?”
“ I have an hour before Astronomy Club so chop chop!”
“You know...I distinctly remember not asking to be attacked because of my poor life choices?”
“If you’re really that worried about it, I could always help you study. It’s not too late for that, right?’
Gideon sighed dramatically and shrugged his composure becoming sluggish. “I mean, the test is tomorrow so is that even enough time to take anything in?”
“I--I may be all smiles but in all honesty, I’m a little scared. This is a big test and I just--I’m not prepared. Not at all. I can’t afford another bad grade.”
Lucius’ fingers curled into a fist, the blond willing himself not to lay a hand on the redhead in front of him. He was too easy of a target – Not that Lucius often allowed himself to become a target that often – and Gideon never failed to find a way to annoy him. “I have never been better,” Lucius admitted through gritted teeth, even adding a forced smile to his words. “In fact, I was thinking it would make a brilliant cologne. Perhaps you can tell me where the hell it came from?” The idea of smacking the innocent look off Gideon’s face was growing more and more tempting by the second, Lucius only able to refrain from doing so since the smell was overpowering.
“A cologne?” Gideon blinked he could tell how angry Lucius was because of the prank. “I don’t know where you’d get it Malfoy,” he gave a shrug and a slight step back making sure he was away from swinging distance. “It’s got--it’s got this strong smell of decay with a mix of men’s changing room after a Quidditch match,” Gideon took in a deep breath gagging slightly as he did so from the smell. “I mean--you’ll get all the ladies,” eyes watering he gave Lucius a forced smile.
If he was being honest, Lucius would have admitted he should have expected a stink bomb in his belongings during the first week of classes. His attitude hadn’t been the best and he may have gone out of his way to announce just how much he hated whichever twin sat nearest to him in class. He stuck to words while the others used actions. Shifting his bag over his shoulder after class left him gagging, struggling to breathe clearly after the thing went off. “Bloody hell, Prewett,” Lucius called out between breaths, not needing to think twice in regards to who would have done such a thing. “That bag is Italian leather.” The bag was dropped from his shoulder, Lucius not wanting the soiled thing anywhere near his person. He took a deep breath, face scrunching up at the scent that surrounded him, and turned on his heel, eyes searching for the redheaded imbecile that decided to ruin his afternoon.
Gideon wasn’t scared of Lucius, so coming up to him fingers pressing his nose closed so he didn’t have to smell his own creation, did not bother him at all. “Wow Lucius, are you okay?” looking at him with wide eyes he feigned concern for Lucius. “I could take you to the hospital wing, that’s a pretty bad smell--should get that checked out,” he pointed over his shoulder down the hall. Gideon only continued to stare at him with innocent eyes, wanting to take the challenge of trying not to be punched by the man in front of him.
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Messing with Lucius felt like Gideon’s calling in life, Fabian didn’t even understand what it meant to him. So dropping his homemade stink bomb into Lucius’s backpack was just a normal occurrence. Once the deed was done Gideon quickly moved to another part of the hallway with a slight smile on his face.
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“So--were you partying too hard?” Gideon stared at Remus with a slight glare. “Nah you don’t really party, that is not it.”
Regulus moved his gaze over to where the other Slytherins often entered the pitch from, not seeing a single sole; Slytherin or Gryffindor. “I guess we can wait and see who shows up, but right now it doesn’t seem as if anyone is on time.” Huffing he shifted his gaze once more, back to the taller male, his height causing Regulus to subconsciously stand up a bit straighter. “I don’t need any tips, or tricks as you call them. Especially not from a Chaser, what could you possibly know about being a Seeker?”
“Well, I know how to /seek/ things out,” Gideon held back his smile getting instant gratification from his own joke. “Then again I don’t need to know how to be a seeker in order to know how to win a game of Quidditch, a little bit of fun never hurts anyone.”
Gideon looked Regulus over before glancing out hoping the two teams came out together. “Maybe practice was canceled?”
Regulus had been itching to get away from his own mind, to have an escape for even a brief moment; his thoughts having raced all week. He needed this, he needed Quidditch to give him that momentary break from the constant stress that weighed down against him, the expectations and constant reminders. His lips pulled into a tight frown as a voice broke the silence, his head turning as his gaze came to rest upon who the voice belonged to. “— we were told we could practice now, your Captain should have told you the change in schedule.”
“He would have if there was a change to the schedule,” Gideon didn’t plan on backing down, a small smile on his lips as he continued to watch Regulus. “I mean, I thought maybe you wanted to practice with us,” leaning against the railing he chuckled.
“You’re a seeker right Mr. Black? Maybe I can show you a few tricks? Can’t tell anyone I did though not only would they be so jealous, but you know--” he pointed to their outfits.
After class ended Gideon headed straight for the pitch, ready to start practice and to avoid whatever homework his teachers assigned. His confident walk faltering as he saw the back of a boy’s head with opposing colors. Frowning Gideon headed straight over to his side ready to take on whatever would come.
“Hey, Slytherin practice isn’t until later--we’re practicing now,” he pointed to his colors. “You are more than welcome to watch but I would advise not too.”
