Slytherin's Best

Zelus Warrington - 23 years old - Ex Slytherin

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

It’s not like they’re entirely useless, they actually have quite admirable traits. Just most are… bothersome at best. I’ve dealt with Slytherin girls before, Warrington. If you think I couldn’t have managed them then I’m afraid you’re sadly mistaken. *Dominique looked down at her glass, only a sip or two left remaining* I love them, I do. Letting go… it’s not that simple for me and, well, yes, I wish I could. Hell, maybe I should. At what point do you start choosing yourself over others?

I never said I was completely sane to start with. Though, if you think about it, neither are you. And certainly the whiskey can’t be helping our cause.

[zelus-warrington]

Oh I don't doubt that you can manage them just fine. I'm just saying, is it really worth it? Us guys, we have it easy. A few shots of firewhiskey and we have them falling over into our beds. Girls, on the other hand, have to eliminate everyone else in the pecking order just to get some kind of reputation. It's a lot of work, if you ask me. *He shrugged* I stopped caring for others the minute-...well, when I graduated. I guess. If my family isn't going to support my decisions, why should I let that hinder what I can and cannot do?

True. Very true. If we keep this up for much longer I'm afraid we'll start confessing our undying love for each other. Now that would be truly awful.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

Me in Slytherin? Now that’s something I never dared to imagine. Always thought had it not been Gryffindor I’d be off in the basement with the Hufflepuffs. Nowadays the thought happening sounds nothing short of torture. *Dominique grimaced at the thought and brought her glass to her lips for another drink* I don’t even think that’s possible. I mean, I’ve pushed them away for years, most of them, and it’s like no matter what I say or do they keep running back. The only way they ever stop is if I just smile and play along. 

I care about the scarring effect you’ll leave on these poor patrons if you off yourself at the bar. That… and you aren’t so terrible. Maybe that’s just the alcohol speaking.

[zelus-warrington]

Ugh. Don't even get me started with the 'Puffs. I tend to pity them, actually. Slytherin might have been suitable for you, though I doubt you would have enjoyed it very much. Slytherin girls are pretty much downright cruel on even the best of days. *He shrugged* Well that's all you can do. Just smile and act as if nothing's wrong. No one says you have to be entirely true to your family. Hell, my family doesn't even know the first thing about me. 

As if they'd actually notice. Mm, was that a compliment, Weasley? And now you've gone me thinking that you've gone completely mad.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[laurenne-mctavish]

Why are you so caught up on this? It was a just a moment.

Oh don’t you dare. I will…I will. Do something. [Laurenne shook her head and laughed.]

[zelus-warrington]

Simple. If you like the bloke, then odds are he's going to be hanging around here a bit more. Meaning that I'd have to put up with his sorry-arse for at least some part of my day. I have to be prepared for these sorts of things, you know.

I'm terrified. *He smirked, leaning in a bit closer as he raised the bottle above her head* 

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

Yes, but when you’re in a house with James Potter and Fred Weasley you tend to lose a bit a faith in male kind. Lovely boys, gentlemen not so much. *Dominique sighed, crossing one lean leg over the other as she pouted her lips* Way to lift my spirits, Warrington. No, but I’m not sure if my family will ever get the hint to move on. They all want to believe I’m still that girl they saw at Hogwarts. How am I meant to move on if they won’t let me?

I’m not going to sit here and watch you drink yourself to death. If you’re going to do that at least let it be in the comfort of your own home.

[zelus-warrington]

I can only imagine. Who knows? Maybe someone like you would've done well in Slytherin. It would surely save you from that awful stereotype of which nearly all Gryffindor students fall under. But then again, I could be wrong. *He nodded along to her statement, casually taking another sip from his glass* Simple. Break away from them. It worked for me, at least. Why waste your time with someone who would do nothing but hold you back? It's pointless, really. And it'll all be better in the long run, I can promise you that.

Fine. There's no need to be such a spoilsport about it. Besides, since when did you actually care about my well-being? Hm?

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[laurenne-mctavish]

He is the friend I’m talking about, yes.

[Laurenne jumped up slightly so she was sitting on the counter, letting herself laugh.] You know I heard that the cream is actually really good for my skin, so I should be really glad it got there all on it’s lonesome.

[zelus-warrington]

Friend. Right. Because it's normal for friends to casually kiss each other on a daily basis. 

And who fed you that load of bullcrap? You know what's good for your skin? Chocolate *Zelus grinned and grabbed the nearby bottle of chocolate sauce, waving it infront of her face as he spoke* It's a miracle food. Meal of the gods. 

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

You do realize you just described about ninety percent of the Slytherin girls in that statement, yes? *Dominique raised her eyebrow, challenging his statement without hesitation* You’ve just managed to describe the past five years of my life. *She offered a quick smile before she raised her glass in cheers and took a necessary long swig* Still doesn’t stop everyone else from butting in. Just trying to do their part to “help” because they “care about you” and they “miss how things used to be.” 

I’d be willing to bet anything that if you did not only would you not be able to stand but you’d be dead. Even your ego can’t save you from alcohol poisoning, Warrington.

[zelus-warrington]

True. But Slytherin girls tend to have respect for guys of their same house. Gryffindor girls on the other hand, are a completely different story. *He nodded, lowering his gaze to the dark wood of the table* And yet they don't realize that thing can never go back to how they "used to be". They either have to accept it or move on. And most of the time, they choose the latter. So in the end, despite everything that anyone's ever told you, you're bound to be alone. They don't understand. They never will.

Oi. A guy can dream, can't he? Besides, what's the harm in trying? If I end up passing out drunk on my arse, then that's perfectly fine by me. And if I die...oh well. It's not like it wasn't going to happen sooner or later.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[laurenne-mctavish]

Trust me. He would never hurt me or encroach on me. do you remember William?

Oh goodness thank you. Now everybody will hire me.

[zelus-warrington]

Barely.  Is he the one that kissed you?

See? What would you do without me? *He smirked and casually placed his hands on her hips to prop her up on the counter while he cleaned up the remains of their whipped cream* 

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

Good shags? Probably don’t have anything on us Gryffindor girls. *Dominique mumbled quietly, bringing her drink to her mouth with the smallest trace of a smirk on her perfectly pink lips* Yes. And then your tolerance gets higher and you need more and more before the pain will subside. Makes me fear for the day the pain won’t ever go away, when I’ve just been pushing too far.

You won’t. Well, as long as you’re not a lightweight. Can you handle your liquor, Warrington, or am I going to have to apparate you home?

[zelus-warrington]

Hm. I wouldn't know. Never really had a thing for the whole prideful, stuck-up attitude type of girls. 'Makes my life much more difficult than it needs to be. *He nodded once before taking another sip of his drink* The Almighty Downfall. Well, until that day comes, I can only hope to drown my days in alcohol and subjective pleasures. It does tend to keep the pain at bay just long enough to forget about it every once in a while. Yes, it may be demeaning, but there isn't much we can do about that now.

Believe me, love. I'm sure I could down this whole pub and still walk out of here upright. I've had plenty of practice throughout the years, as you can so obviously tell.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

Call me childish but even now after graduation is still feels terrific hearing you’re above you’re enemies on the totem pole. Nasty bitches, the lot of them. Really I don’t know how you stood them all those years. *Dominique shook her head softly, part of her unsure if the drinks were even worth it. Either way, drunk or sober, that story would be hell.* And it’ll never be quite enough, will it? Always think one more will do the trick but we’re never quite numb enough, are we?

No, probably not. But you’re enjoying yourself so it’s a win win situation for both of us.

[zelus-warrington]

School rivalry never ends, my dear. Most of 'em where good shags, actually. Other than that, they were basically useless. I mean, they were really no different from inanimate objects if you think about it, unless they were gossiping that is. *He nodded again, watching as the amber liquid sloshed around in his glass* True. But it sure does make it easier. But you get used to it after a while. It's like a constant state of pain.

If you say so. Just don't make me regret it, alright?

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[ara-higgs]

I haven’t had the chance to. Trust me, if I had the chance to tell him, to actually sit down and to talk him about it, I would. But it’s not that easy. I’m almost always working, and he’s always off on these long trips for work. We hardly ever see each other anymore.

[zelus-warrington]

Merlin Ara...*He sighed, running a hand through his unmade hair* And when was the last time that you saw him?

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

You wouldn’t be the first to think it and you’re probably not the last. Guess I’m just… full of surprises. *Dominique smiled softly, though her eyes remained fixated on her empty glass as thoughts of her father trickled into her mind* Too bad I’m nowhere near drunk enough.

Suggested. I suggested you have a drink. 

[zelus-warrington]

That you are. But hey, at least you're different from the rest. I mean, you'd be pretty damn boring if you were anything like those Slytherin girls I used to hang out with. *He nodded and waved down the bartender for more drinks* Well good thing we've got all night, yeah? There's plenty more where that came from.

And if I refused? You probably wouldn't have left me alone until I finally gave in.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[laurenne-mctavish]

Feelings aren’t exactly things I like to think about. You know that too. It just gets complicated. I just don’t work right.

[She smiled and let him pull her closer] I wonder how that got there.

[zelus-warrington]

Well I'm glad you enjoyed your evening. For the most part. But if he ever tries to touch you inappropriately again, don't hesitate to let me know. 

Hm...no clue. *He smirked and touch a large dab of whipped cream, smearing it all across her face without breaking his hold on her* There. You're a walking masterpiece.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[ara-higgs]

I cheated on him, Zelus. Twice. [She brought a hand up to her face, slowly running her hand along it as a sigh escaped her lips.] I was drunk both times, of course, but that doesn’t change that fact that it happened.

[zelus-warrington]

*Zelus sighed, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair away from her face* And have you talked to him about it?

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

No, you may not have said it but you certainly implied it. C’mon, don’t tell me that wasn’t what you were thinking. *Dominique sighed, taking a long swig of her firewhiskey* It’s complicated in that it’s difficult for me to even mention. If you want to hear it I’m going to need another drink. Maybe more.

Disappointed in me? What, am I meant to hold your hand and force you to finish your bottle?

[zelus-warrington]

Fine. That's exactly what I was implying. But could you honestly blame me? You don't really look like the type to swear off love at all costs. But hey, at least I don't judge. *Zelus motioned towards the nearby bartender for another round of drinks, sliding hers over in her direction* Good thing we've got plenty more where that came from. 

You were the one that offered me drinks, were you not?

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[laurenne-mctavish]

You should know I don’t quite work like other girls do, Zelus. Sometimes, I don’t think I’m a woman at all.

I think you’re right. [She furrowed her brow and looked at him.] Really? I don’t feel anything. Mind getting it for me?

[zelus-warrington]

And thank Merlin for that. If you were anything like a real woman, I'd probably go insane. But that still doesn't mean you can't have feelings for the bloke.

C'mere you. *He chuckled and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her towards him so he could wipe the whipped cream from her face* There. All clean.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[vera-oneill]

Why wouldn’t you expect it from me? Am I supposed to be some ditsy blonde-haired girl that meant to swoon at any of love or affection? But… to answer your question, yes. Many times. But none of them are the reason, not like everyone thinks he is. It’s… complicated.

You’ll just have to drink more. And I for putting up with you.

[zelus-warrington]

Hey. You said it, not me. I never said you were supposed to be some fairy tale princess or anything of that sort, I was just stating that I didn't expect you to have such strong opinions on these kinds of things. How complicated could it be? We've got all night you know.

If we're not both drunk by the end of the night, I will be thoroughly disappointed in you.

[zelus-warrington]

Well, shite.

[ara-higgs]

[Ara sighed and squeezed his shoulders before pulling away from him, looking up at him with piercing blue eyes.] Neither you or Aid will be able to pull me out of the hole that I’ve dug for myself. 

[zelus-warrington]

Ara...*He sighed, bring his hands up to gently rub her shoulders* What happened?