This way, my pretty. {Grim|Wes}

[MAXWELL WESLEY]

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back and forth like some walking spastic
How can a fistfight be romantic?
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“Twelve more papers,” Wesley groaned as his quill moved across Emily William’s paper. There were very few red marks but then again, he was generally an undemanding grader when it came to papers. Why he was up at this time a night when it was barely the second week in September, he was unaware. Well, truth be told – he knew. He decided he could handle procrastinating until the night before he promised his students their essays back. Similar to every time he decided he could tackle this task, he usually failed. Or ended up being a grouchy grump in the morning while handing the papers back. Either way, you would have thought this handsome professor would have learned his lesson by now.

As he placed Emily’s paper in the graded pile, the Astronomy professor pulled over Nymphadora Tonks’s. Reading the first few lines, Wes’s eyes started to droop, and her calligraphy merged into one. Before he could count to five, his head was face down resting on the paper, with his hand resting on the desk next to it.

“NO! Don’t eat me!” Wes exclaimed as he bursted up from the desk with Tonks’s paper stuck to his face. Rubbing his temple gently, the former Slytherin softly pulled the piece of parchment off his cheek. Unknowingly, the student’s name remained etched on the side of his cheek from where he had fallen asleep on the paper. Rubbing his ice blue eyes and stretching upwards, Wes looked at the clock and groaned. If only he hadn’t fallen asleep and had a dream about a fluffy white Marshmellow devouring him limb from limb, he may have been able to finish the papers.

Nevertheless, what had awaken him from his strange dream – which he would have to later ask about to Nott seeing as he was the dream expert – was a rather loud crash from the bottom of the Astronomy Tower. “Good Godric,” Wes mumbled as he pushed out his chair and stood up. Shoving his wand in his jean pocket, he contemplated what he would do if it were a student. Of course, the student would be out much past curfew and would need to be punished. But then again, he strongly disliked reprimanding students – especially depending on the person.

Of course, there was the possibility it was simply a professor wandering around trying to catch students out of bed. However, it was a rather loud crash, and the person could have fallen. GOOD MERLIN! What if Dumbledore fell and couldn’t get up? Speeding up for a second, Wes chuckled at his own thought. It was Dumbledore. Was there anything the man couldn’t do? As Wesley traveled down the long, steep stairs leading to the end of the Astronomy Tower, he pondered other proposals.

Suddenly, Wes’s face turned into a cross between a yawn and a disgusted face. WHAT IF IT’S EVIL NUGGETS?! Blinking a few times, the former Slytherin shuddered. The one thing he would run away from…. Okay, there were many things he would scurry from like a little boy, he was no Gryffindor after all – Like Sirius Black. Sirius was valiant. But that wasn’t the point. The one thing he would run away from would be evil nuggets. There was no denying it – they were terrifying, horrid things.

As he reached the end of the spiral staircase, Wes carefully peered around the corner incase any evil nuggets decided to present themselves. After waiting for a few seconds – and seeing no evil nuggets – the Astronomy Professor walked more out into view. His light blue eyes scanned his surroundings, looking for any indication of a) a student, b) a professor, c) evil nuggets, d) man-eating marshmallows, e) unwanted people and f) generally anything that would cause such a racquet that he could hear it from his office at the top of the Astronomy Tower.

Of course, it was tremendously hard since it was dark. Whipping out his wand ninja style, Wes muttered “lumos” and peeked around. “Who’s there?” he asked confidently, swishing his wand around like a Muggle. Turning around, Wes instantaneously hit the ground in ‘a bomb is coming’ position when he saw Grim fly down – almost knocking him over. As he lifted his head up, the former Slytherin gave her a peculiar look.

“Merlin’s beard, Grim! Trying to assassinate the faculty, are you?” he joked. Standing up and brushing the dust off his clothing, Wes bent down and picked up his wand – muttering lumos again to allow more light.

TAGS:: Phillis Grimmer
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[PHILLIS DANIELLE GRIMMER]

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YOU AND I WALK A FRAGILE LINE. I HAVE KNOWN IT ALL THIS TIME

BUT I NEVER THOUGHT I'D LIVE TO SEE IT BREAK.

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Phillis stumbled down the hallway with Billie at her side. Both girls were noticeably tipsy and really had no business being out, but they had convinced themselves that it was a good idea to go swimming under Slughorn’s desk (which he had conveniently charmed to become a pool). “BILLS! SHHHHH SHHH you are gonna wake someone up!” Grimmer whispered, which really was more like a quiet yell. Billie giggled then quickly covered her mouth. “I can’t help it. The hallways seem SOOO curvy.” Grimmer stopped dead in her tracks. She hadn’t realized it before, but they did seem particularly curvy. “YOU ARE RIGHT! Have they always been like this?” Grimmer continued walking, more like tripping, up the hallways. “Yes of course it has PG, how could the corridors just CHANGE!” “WE ARE AT HOGWARTS, a MAGICAL school!” Billie started laughing and nodded! “good point!”

As the young professors got further and further away from the safety of their rooms they became louder and louder. “WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP! I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!” Grimmer jumped and spun around to see the portrait of Ainsley Stanton glaring at them. “Oh Im so sorry Mrs. Skankon!” She managed to slur. “THAT’S STANTON!!” Grimmer looked at Billie trying not to laugh “Oh.. RIGHT! Sorry!” They hurried down the hall when Billie stopped dead in her tracks. “Bills what are you doing?!” Billie got very close to Phillis and whispered in her ear. “I have to go pee..” Phillis looked at her then began to laugh! “Well then go to the bathroom! I will meet you in Slughorn’s office!” Billie looked offended “You are gonna leave me? ALONE? In the DARK?” Grimmer looked at her and shrugged. “Well, yea. I really wanna go swimming!” Billie laughed and nodded “Well okay then.”

Before Billie was out of sight Grimmer called to her “REMEMBER TO STAY QUIET!” She continued to walk forwards realizing that Hogwarts was a little more scary at night, but all of the wine that she had consumed was kinda making her feel invincible at the moment. Suddenly she had a wonderfully dangerous idea. FLY! She hadn’t gotten on a broom since her father’s accident, but tonight she wasn’t think about the danger, just of the exhilaration or flying. She walked through the front doors of Hogwarts onto the grounds before she realized that she had taken her broom into her room a couple weeks ago and had never taken it out. “Accio Broom” She whispered, though she didn’t really care if people heard her suddenly.

Her broom came flying out of the large entrance doors, nearly hitting her in the face. “WELL! You know what that was SOO rude of you broom.” Grimmer smacked the broom. It had to be punished for almost hitting her face. That would have been painful. She swung her leg over and sat on the broom getting ready to take off. “I BELIEVE I CAN FLY! I BELIEVE I CAN TOUCH THE SKY! I THINK ABOUT IT EVERY NIGHT AND DAY! SPREAD MY WINGS AND FLY AWAY! I BELIEVE I CAN SORE! I SEE ME RUNNING THROUGH THAT OPEN DOOR!” Grimmer sang rather loudly before hitting off the ground and soaring into the sky.

It wasn’t long before, in her drunken state, she was swerving and swaying higher and higher. She laughed for no apparent reason before almost crashing into a tree. Lucky she pulled up just in time and barely hit a branch. “GASP! Wow, that was close. STOP JUMPING OUT AT ME TREES!” She shook her head and took a deep breath. “I don’t remember when trees decided it would be fun to just pop out at people, but I don’t like it! Not at all.” Now of course the tree hadn't really moved at all, but at the moment everything seemed to be springing out of no where to attack Grimmer. She made a few screams as she dodged buildings, trees and Wesley. Grimmer paused. WESLEY?! What was he doing up?

Phillis slowed down her flying and landed -- rather unsteadily-- on the ground. "Wes! I'm Sorry i didn't see you there. I--I didn't expect anyone to be up." She giggled a little before stumbling over to her old friend. As she got closer she noticed something on his head. She squinted trying to see exactly what it was. She was very confused as she saw the words sknot arodahpmyn. She tried really hard to decipher these odd looking words, but she couldn't. "Max, what is on your forehead?"