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@professor-ezrachater
“You can sit here and play the game, or you can sit there in silence and stare at my face. Your choice. But after you tried to punch someone, you don’t get the option of roaming around till I’ve decided you’re sober enough.” He said calmly, looking Mason in the eye.
“Then I guess I am sitting here and looking at you face.”
Ezra chuckled. “You are a spiteful little thing aren’t you.” He said, laughing and laying out a game of solitare for himself.
professor-ezrachater:
“I’ll believe that the moment you send your father to talk me into giving you back your alcohol.” He replied pleasantly. “And you don’t need baby sitting now. But so far at least six idiots have said the same thing while absolutely wasted.”
“Dang, should’ve known that one wouldn’t work.” Noah laughed, “That sounds funny, but I’m sure it wasn’t. However I happen to want to drink more, did I mention you’re my favourite Professor? And that I can pay you? In money or favours.”
“It’s really adorable that you think I’m going to be swayed into giving you alcohol when I can just...” He gasped dramatically as he vanished it back to his office. “Whoops! All gone. Go drink some cider, Longbottom.”
“I have a vast array of tastes. You don’t fit into any of them. Sorry.” He shrugged, pulling out a deck of muggle playing cards.
“It’s called Mau. Certain cards have certain rules. I can’t tell you the rules you have to figure them out. You can’t ask a question unless you call point of order. During point of order, no one can touch their cards until the point of order is called to an end by the person who initiated it.
Each time you break a rule, you get a penalty in the form of another card. The goal is to get rid of your cards. When you have only one card left you must say ‘last card’. When you play your last card you must call Mau. If you don’t you get a penalty. Winner usually gets to make a new rule, but I’ll wave that bit since you’re going to fail spectacularly for at least two or three games.”
Mason huffed a little as he listened to Ezra. “I am not going to sit here and play some stupid muggle game.” Mason said as he watched Ezra and shook his head. “This is dumb, I hope you know this. Just let me go so I can go to bed, and not have to face the new year.”
“You can sit here and play the game, or you can sit there in silence and stare at my face. Your choice. But after you tried to punch someone, you don’t get the option of roaming around till I’ve decided you’re sober enough.” He said calmly, looking Mason in the eye.
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“Nope. This is mine. Carry on mate.” He said smiling. “I’ve been baby sitting too many tonight. I’m taking it as I see it now.”
“My Dad’s a Professor, I’m drinking with permission, and… I don’t need baby sitting, I’m very responsible.”
“I’ll believe that the moment you send your father to talk me into giving you back your alcohol.” He replied pleasantly. “And you don’t need baby sitting now. But so far at least six idiots have said the same thing while absolutely wasted.”
professor-ezrachater:
“I like your thinking.” He purred, finishing his own and pushing Dare in that direction playfully. “I want to admire the view as we walk if you don’t mind.”
Dare grinned teasingly to himself as he stumbled forward. “If you’re going to be lingering behind then this might take a while. Preferably I’m eager to get to your room.”
“Don’t worry. I like you naked too much to linger too long. You walk, I’ll watch the way your ass moves from right behind you.” He assured, reaching forward and giving it a squeeze.
“I’m not into violent alcoholics or boys too immature to know their limit but thanks for the offer. I’m flattered.” He tossed back, setting him down in a chair and charming him to it. “Alright. Once you can beat me in a game of mau, you can go.”
Mason raised his eyebrow slightly as he was charmed to a chair. “No, you are more to the bookish type right.” Mason said as he tilted his head to the side as he watched Ezra. “Beat you at what?”
“I have a vast array of tastes. You don’t fit into any of them. Sorry.” He shrugged, pulling out a deck of muggle playing cards.
“It’s called Mau. Certain cards have certain rules. I can’t tell you the rules you have to figure them out. You can’t ask a question unless you call point of order. During point of order, no one can touch their cards until the point of order is called to an end by the person who initiated it.
Each time you break a rule, you get a penalty in the form of another card. The goal is to get rid of your cards. When you have only one card left you must say ‘last card’. When you play your last card you must call Mau. If you don’t you get a penalty. Winner usually gets to make a new rule, but I’ll wave that bit since you’re going to fail spectacularly for at least two or three games.”
professor-ezrachater:
“That is not sparkling cider so it is mine now! What a thoughtful gift!”
“Or you could let me drink it and just not tell anyone and I could do the same.”
"Nope. This is mine. Carry on mate." He said smiling. "I've been baby sitting too many tonight. I'm taking it as I see it now."
professor-ezrachater:
“I’d prefer for it to be a more tactile experience if you don’t mind.” He said, grinning. “My room or yours?”
Dare looked over the other as he downed the last of his drink. “Yours is closer.”
"I like your thinking." He purred, finishing his own and pushing Dare in that direction playfully. "I want to admire the view as we walk if you don't mind."
“Not likely. We’re going to go have a fun time where we play cards and you drink water and sober up.” He said pleasantly, despite the ache in his leg. “And you’re going to comply so I don’t have to write you up and you don’t get any more nasty talks from the headmaster.
Mason huffed a little before he let himself relax slightly into Ezra. “Not for nothing, but the last time someone was this forceful, I got laid.” Mason muttered out as he looked out at the students. “I’m pretty sure the headmaster is out of nasty talks when it comes to me.”
"I'm not into violent alcoholics or boys too immature to know their limit but thanks for the offer. I'm flattered." He tossed back, setting him down in a chair and charming him to it. "Alright. Once you can beat me in a game of mau, you can go."
“Alright! That’s more than enough of that.” Ezra grabbed Mason from behind, pinning his arms to his sides and picking him up. “It’s all fun and games till you punch a twelve year old in the chest. Bad drunk boy.”
Mason struggled slightly when Ezra grabbed him. “Get off me.” Mason said as he turned his head to side and sighed as he saw the professor.
"Not likely. We're going to go have a fun time where we play cards and you drink water and sober up." He said pleasantly, despite the ache in his leg. "And you're going to comply so I don't have to write you up and you don't get any more nasty talks from the headmaster.
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“I’m barely even tipsy. You’re just incredibly attractive.” He said winking.
“That’s what someone who is drunk would say,” Dare smiled. “Oh, yeah? Maybe later I’ll let you look at me now. Like inside somewhere. With better lighting.”
"I'd prefer for it to be a more tactile experience if you don't mind." He said, grinning. "My room or yours?"
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Ezra looked into the eye the student in front of him had managed to open. “I’m going to take you to the hospital wing.” He told the boy, over pronouncing everything so it was easy to read his lips. He struggled with trying to figure out how to communicate. He held his arms out, gesturing that he was going to pick him up. “You’re in a hallway. Here we go.” Ezra scooped the student up, wincing a little as his leg twinges under the weight.
Hospital Wing. That’s what he managed to understand from the professor standing in front of him. Elliot’s head felt as if it was going to explode, and the more he tried to focus on what was going on, the more it hurt. He let his eyes shut, knowing full well that he shouldn’t because he most definitely had a concussion, but none the less he did. He forced himself to open his eyes again as his body was lifted from the ground, a soft sob escapes his lips as the force of his body coming in contact with someone elses body, caused more pain. When he felt them being to move again his eyes slipped shut and he blacked out for the 2nd time.
Ezra moved quickly as he felt the boy go limp again, wincing as he felt each step jarr him. His limp made for a bumpy ride. He made it to the infirmary quickly, setting Elliot down on a bed as gently as he could manage and called for the matron. Impatiently, Ezra waited as the nurse tended to him, sitting next to his bed and taking a potion himself to stop the ache in his leg. 'Do not lift heavy objects' he snorted, 'well doc, I really can't help it.' He thought to himself quietly.
professor-ezrachater:
“What because I grabbed your ass and tried to kiss you?” He asked, chuckling.
“That, and you’re not being at all blunt about your intentions.”
"I'm barely even tipsy. You're just incredibly attractive." He said winking.
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“Shit.” Ezra muttered as he rounded the corner and saw a kid on the ground, this was the third kid he’d seen and he already sobered and cleaned up two. “Alright, let’s get you sitting up.” He said quietly, cursing under his breath when he went to right the kid and saw the bruising. “Alright, wake up, come on, we need to get you to the infirmary.” He said, voice calm even as he checked where he saw blood to see how bad the wounds were. “Up and at em.” He said, getting his legs above his head as he waited for him to come to. He pulled out his wand murmuring a few spells to get the less serious cuts to close.
Elliot wanted to open his eyes. He could feel someone’s hands flipping him over, the sting of closing cuts. No matter how much he tried he couldn’t convince himself to open his eyes and let whoever was there know that he was awake. Groaning softly as his injured leg was moved. Summoning the little strength he had he opens his eye upon realizing that the right one was swelled shut. “Mhmmmph.” He winces as his vision comes to and he can faintly make out the face of the person helping me. Definitely not young enough to be a student. So it must be an adult. “I’m deaf.” He croaks out, the words were quiet and he hopes the man helping him can understand him. “I can’t hear you.” He coughs into the palm of his hand, surprised at the blood that covered his hand. “Where am I?”
Ezra looked into the eye the student in front of him had managed to open. "I'm going to take you to the hospital wing." He told the boy, over pronouncing everything so it was easy to read his lips. He struggled with trying to figure out how to communicate. He held his arms out, gesturing that he was going to pick him up. "You're in a hallway. Here we go." Ezra scooped the student up, wincing a little as his leg twinges under the weight.
“How about you just fuck off, I am drinking here.” Mason said as he swung his fist towards the person in front of him as he tried to keep hold of the bottle in his hand.
"Alright! That's more than enough of that." Ezra grabbed Mason from behind, pinning his arms to his sides and picking him up. "It's all fun and games till you punch a twelve year old in the chest. Bad drunk boy."
“Alright. I think you’ve had a bit too much champagne there.”
"What because I grabbed your ass and tried to kiss you?" He asked, chuckling.
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"Shit." Ezra muttered as he rounded the corner and saw a kid on the ground, this was the third kid he'd seen and he already sobered and cleaned up two. "Alright, let's get you sitting up." He said quietly, cursing under his breath when he went to right the kid and saw the bruising. "Alright, wake up, come on, we need to get you to the infirmary." He said, voice calm even as he checked where he saw blood to see how bad the wounds were. "Up and at em." He said, getting his legs above his head as he waited for him to come to. He pulled out his wand murmuring a few spells to get the less serious cuts to close.
