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“Exactly how much did you have to drink tonight?”
“Fuck, I’unno. I stopped keeping track of that shit when I was, like, fourteen.”
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elliottpark:
“Exactly how much did you have to drink tonight?”
“Fuck, I’unno. I stopped keeping track of that shit when I was, like, fourteen.”
BJ scoffed lightly, “Well if you ever want someone to pepper you with love, Ole Lady Ogden has a never ending supply. Merlin knows if she can put up with me, you’ll be an angel in her eyes.”
“Woo, I’m better behaved than one person who’s younger than me. Point for Fred.”
“It could be worse. You could look like someone everyone wants to run away from.”
“Maybe that would come in useful. You don’t know the kinda shit I get up to.”
“… Did you seriously just say yuck to water?”
“Nah, yuck to apparating. That would’ve been funny, though. Ha. Haha.”
“Well good. It’d be boring if you didn’t come back to visit. My life gets dreadfully boring when there aren’t people for me to harass.” Caprice grinned.
“So how is this going to work? Now that they’re in the castle, how’re they going to get sold? Are you going to just tell people to find me after they’ve paid you or something??”
“I mean, I don’t think anyone’s selling anything at school. They’re just sneaking things in so they can have them during school.”
“Anyways, aren’t you a prefect? Aren’t you supposed to like, enforce rules, or whatever?”
“If you plan on apparating out of here tonight? Definitely good.”
“Oh, right.”
“Yuck.”
You never call me a whore unless you’re jealous.
“Oooh, ya got me.”
“Shit,” Caprice muttered. “I can’t sell these Fred. It was bad enough I smuggled them in, if I get caught distributing them I’m ruined! Are you sure there’s no one that could sell for you? I could get the stock to them easily.” Caprice dug her hands into her hair. “Why are these bloody things considered contraband. Everyone needs a no questions asked day off now and again.”
“It’s alright, Caprice, if someone’s set up shop at school I don’t have any reason to come to Hogsmeade, and I like it here.”
“Not you, the idea itself. At least, on looks alone, you’re about as intimidating as a teddy bear.”
Fred cocked his head, and looked at them. “Huh. Okay, I think that’s good.”
Caprice face palmed. “Merlin’s beard, I completely forgot you’re not a student here anymore. Do you have anyone inside selling them for you?”
“Nah, all my relatives are either hard-asses or they hate me.”
“Umm… Who is Fucko?”
“Hugo Weasley. Did that nickname not catch on? I swore I heard someone calling him that.”
Hugo nodded and shuffled out. He returned looking stupidly triumphant. “That’s Lavinia out there.”
“Fuck me gently with a Screwt. Did you get a look at what she’s doing?”
“Ahh, probably not. Mums got a huge place, practically on my own in my room. Who knows though, might get a tiny crap flat somewhere for nights I don’t want to go home. How bout you, where are you shacking up?”
“I’m at home, still. I try to spend as much time out of the house as possible, though, gives the impression that I’m not a complete loser and takes away opportunities for mum to get on my back about being a complete loser.”
“I am.”
“Okay, okay. I guess it isn’t really poison.”
Caprice took the sweets under her arm, and giving Fred a wink, started marching towards the castle. Somehow, she managed to look as grumpy and disgruntled as possible while passing Lavinia. Ten minutes later, she returned with an impish grin. “Come to the Slytherin common room at midnight to claim your prize. And don’t get caught.”
“Never thought I’d ever have a reason to sneak into Hogwarts. Don’t worry. If I was ever seen there again, I’d kill myself.”
What are you trying to say now?
“I dunno. ‘Shut up, ya big whore?’”
Right.
Yeah, cool, I’ll be back in a minute. Time me. Wait–I just need to find out who it is, right? I don’t have to get rid of them yet, do I?
“Nah. See if you can recognize ‘em, if possible get a name.”