[morag-mac]

-laughs, pulling his hands down and looking up at him- Hi. I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages. -leans up and kisses him-

[t-boot]

[kisses her back, grinning as he pulls away] You haven't, really. But I'm here now. Sorry for being such a prick and shutting myself away.

[morag-mac]

-sitting in the common room with a Quidditch magazine and waiting for Terry to show up-

[t-boot]

[descends the stairs that lead to the boy's dormitory and spot Morag, her back facing to him. He sneaks up behind her and slowly moves to cover her eyes with his hands while he leans in to whisper in her ear,] Hey, you.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

Glad you admitted that the alphabet song is rocking. [She teases Terry, and then laughs.] Oh yes, McGonagall was the worst for that. I misspelled the fur charm on a test, so she tested it on me.

[t-boot]

Yeah, yeah. [grins, and then, in jest,] That's some shite, that is. You probably deserved it, though.

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Is it normal for clones to just... disappear?

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Pffft. I’d be terrible at running this place. Run it right into the ground, me. No one’d ever get detentions but Slytherins.

What? No! No, don’t be weird mate, I’m glad the things gone and died. But I been building it up in me head all this time as a problem and now it’s just sorted itself and I’m still here geared for a fight-

[t-boot]

I think worse could happen than sticking Slytherins in detention, but hey.

Maybe you've got another clone, or something. If you want, you can fight one of mine. I've got a couple that are right pricks.

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Is it normal for clones to just... disappear?

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Right. ‘Cause that’d just be too easy, wouldn’t it?

It’s just, spent the last month worrying over the shite and now he’s just popped off and that’s great but I also like- I dunno.

[t-boot]

Honestly, I think we'd be better off running this school at times. We might get more done than the adults.

No, I get it, mate. They're still a part of us, as strange as that may sound. It's strange to know a part of you is gone -- it's like a phantom limb, or something.

[thenamusisseamus-blog]

Is it normal for clones to just... disappear?

I could have sworn I had one. But I’ve been waiting him out and he’s been nowhere and apparently I had to talk my way out of an expulsion for missing so many classes so… I think he’s gone? Does that happen? Do they just, like, stop existing?

[t-boot]

Probably turned into an adder, mate. They've been dropping left and right these days, I wouldn't be surprised if one changed without someone noticing. It's not like there's a catalog of clones, anyway... There's not a system to keep track.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

As it should. Maybe you should teach it to the first years. For detention I had to help grade papers, and oh boy, you wouldn’t believe how many people don’t know about the letter y. It’s astounding.

[t-boot]

Oh, they're only eleven; not all eleven-year-olds are linguistically equipped to write novels. They'll learn. If not from my rockin' alphabet tune, from the crappy marks on their papers. You know how much McGonagall hates misspellings and poor grammar.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

[Sophie sticks her tongue out at Terry.] Excuse me sir, but the alphabet song is as Rock and Roll as it gets.

[t-boot]

Oh, yeah. Makes me feel very hardcore.

[t-boot]

A photograph found in the bottom of Terry's trunk of him and Wayne, circa 1994 aka the year of awful hair for everyone.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[morag-mac]

Imagine how I feel. I haven’t been getting laid.

[t-boot]

Neither have I, MacDougal. Don't be greedy.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

Maybe you could be one of those children musicians, whose songs promote learning or something like that. Like the alphabet song! [Sophie laughs again, thinking herself as clever now.] And thank you, I think I’d look fantastic with a beard.

[t-boot]

That's not very rock 'n roll, Soph. [chuckles] Perhaps you've found your calling, then.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

It seems like good grades is literally in your blood. [Sophie laughs] And I appreciate that. I figure I’ll just work at Honeydukes after graduation, or make a potion to grow a beard and join a muggle circus. We both know school isn’t my forte.

[t-boot]

On my mum's side, maybe. My dad, not so much. I still don't know how good grades and rock 'n roll mixed, but there you have it. Doesn't mean you couldn't try, though I reckon you'd look bloody awesome with a beard.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

Oh man, I am so glad that I didn’t sign up for that class. I’m sure you’ll do great though, you always do.

[t-boot]

I'd hope so, considering my mum's so good at it. I always would have helped you, if you did sign up for it, though. You know that I tutor nearly every day.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

Well, we are friends aren’t we? [Sophie gives Terry a reassuring smile] What were you studying anyway? I would think that you would have the textbooks memorized by now.

[t-boot]

I've not got a superbrain, Soph. I was going over some arithmancy papers I'd done at the beginning of term since we've got an exam coming up soon.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

I was sort of worried about you. [Sophie shrugs.] It’s always bad when someone disappears for a little while, especially with all the psycho clones.

[t-boot]

No need, Soph, I'm fine. Just got caught up in my studies. I get it, though. It can be dangerous.

Thanks for being worried about me.

[t-boot]

Cach,

[the-legendary-missoogieboogie-d]

School isn’t everything, you know. Don’t give up your social life for a simple E in Transfiguration.

[t-boot]

It wasn't intentional, really, it just kind of... happened. I let time get away from me, is all.

[queenofaneurinbarnard]

Aneurin Barnard in Hunger Magazin