It was barely dawn. The sun wasn't in sight, but the horizon was blood red. Isaiah walked in slowly, rubbing his left eye. He had woken up early and couldn't get back to sleep, mainly because the house ghost was complaining about something. He had only been there a week and was still getting used to everything. Isaiah's eyes scanned the hall, looking to see who else was an early riser. There were very little people in there, but Isaiah decided to go grab a bite to eat anyway.
After getting a bowl of cereal, Isaiah took a seat at the Gryffindor table and tucked in. While he ate, he looked down the table to see a few fellow Gryffindors talking. They seemed like a close knit group of friends, highly unlikely of talking to the new guy. Oh well, Isaiah didn't care. He was tired and hungry, making him one grumpy wizard. He would possibly be in a better mood when he had finished his breakfast.
However, something caught his attention. As he looked out the window, he saw the sun starting to rise over the horizon. Standing up, he moved over to the window to watch the sun rise. The sun's rays burst through the nearby forest, as it continued to climb higher and higher into the sky. As the sun's rays got harsher, Isaiah moved his tinted goggles over his eyes to prevent any damage to them. Isaiah noticed some people looking at him and laughing but, fuck it. They all seemed somewhat snooty, he didn't care for them.
Zephyrus entered the hall, once again waking up extremely early, for the second time that week. He noticed a few of the more exclusive groups of Gryffindors over at the table, and one by the window, with googles on, staring at the sun. He looked new, and Zephyrus, also knowing what it was like to be alone, walked over to him and pulled up a chair.
"Would you like some company?" he asked, smiling in the bright sunlight through the window. He sat down anyways.
"The name's Zephyrus Rayne. Gryffindor, fourth year. You?" he said, smiling kindly. He then looked over toward the snickering group of Gryffindors and narrowed his eyes, hearing them talk in hushed voices, and despite how little he heard, he had a good idea of who they were talking about. " The gay kid...new guy...faggots...Girly manwhore...pants..."
It didn't help that they were looking over at them, snickering, and looking away when Zephyrus turned his head over toward them. He glowered at them, stuck out his Tongue and middle finger and mouthed 'suck it.' One of them mouthed back smugly, 'you're not getting any.' Zephyrus turned to face his new companion yet again. "Don't mind them, they just need a good lay. But I doubt they'll find anything that won't force them to pay for it first." Zephyrus said, loud enough so that it lightly echoed around the room, obviously loud enough for them to hear. "Atleast I don't take it up the ass! Yo, new guy, stay away from him, or your ass is pretty much his. He fucks everything he sees!"
Zephyrus rolled his eyes and turned away from them, silently fuming. Goddamn homophobes...he gritted his teeth, and despite his better judgement, he stood up, turned around, winked and licked his lips sensually at the leader of the group, giving him a sexy grin.
"Oh, and thanks for the amazing time in the broom closet, man. We should do it again sometime, eh, baby?" He added a moan at the end of that statement, moving his hips as if he were a bellydancer. He then sat down, and turned to face the new kid again.
"Sorry about that. Sometimes it's best not to ask why I even bother."
Most likely, he had just publicly embarrassed his companion. Oh dear...
Post by Leon Foster on Mar 7, 2011 14:16:50 GMT -5
As soon as the flamboyant Gryffindor had finished his flirtatious rebuttal to his rude peers, the leader of the group's robes burst open and his pants hit the floor. Across the table, Leon Foster ate his plate of eggs and toast calmly, his fork in his left hand and his wand under the table in the other. The group's leader was humiliated, looking around for the wise guy who cast the spell that shamed him while suffering the roaring laughter of his friends.
Now all of the insults they had been piling on Zeph they were piling on their leader instead. Leon smiled, and apparently the offended saw it, because he turned his anger onto him. "You think you're funny, huh?" The leader said, pulling his wand out and pointing it at Leon, "Think you're something tough?" Leon whispered the disarming spell under his breath, and the wand in the leader's hand skidded across the floor. "Funnier than you," Leon responded, "you think that kind of attitude's right for a wizard like you? You think the vampires or the werewolves are gonna care about your sexual preference?" He nudged his head to the wand, "go pick up your wand."
The leader was absolutely furious, and stormed towards his wand as if ready to challenge Leon to a duel. "And don't make me tell Whites about this," Leon added loudly to the retreating wizard, and the leader scoffed, grabbed his wand, and walked away. The others followed after him, laughing all the way. The wizard approached the other two Gryffindors, and gave them a smile. "I hope that didn't ruin your breakfast. I can't believe those guys are in Gryffindor," Leon said, "and I absolutely can't believe they care about that sort of thing. I don't think I've ever seen anyone at this school...even at Salem...I mean...aren't there worse things to worry about?"
Leon trailed off, his face filling with anger, before he calmed himself down again. "Sorry," he said, smiling again.
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Isaiah jumped out of his skin when he heard the voice behind him. He was too entranced by the sunset he hadn't noticed Zeph approach him. He turned to see Zeph sitting down, with a smile on his face. Well, even if he didn't want company, he didn't really have much choice. The more the merrier. Isaiah took his seat opposite Zeph, as Zeph introduced himself.
"Name's Isaiah Davison, Gryffindor, Fourth year too. I've had to repeat Fourth year, admittedly. It's more of a 'better safe than sorry' thing. Anyway, nice to meet you."
Isaiah stook his hand out, offering a handshake when the group started talking about Zeph. They seemed to be making fun of the fact that he was gay. And that was the start of the contest between Zeph and the leader of the group started, with each throwing insult after another at each other. Isaiah couldn't help but feel a little awkward, being involved in this arguement. It didn't help that Isaiah was mentioned as well. Eventually, Zeph put the kabosh on it all with some sort of bellydancer movement. When all had settled, Isaiah spoke out.
"So...let me get this straight...you're all insulting him because he is gay?"
Isaiah shook his head. It irritated him when people were cast out for something as stupid as that. But kids will always be kids. Raising his voice, Isaiah spoke out again.
"What are you guys, 10?!"
If Zeph's actions hadn't have silenced the group of hecklers, then that would have likely shut up then. If not, they'd have probably threw all manner of insults at him, but screw it. If defending someone means being hated by a group of kids with their heads shoved up their asses, then so be it. His attention turned back to Zeph as he spoke again.
"Don't worry, I've got your back. It pisses me off when people pick on people for their...urm...preferences."
Isaiah turned back to the group as the leader lost his trousers. Literally. Isaiah's attention was then drawn to Leon as the leader started on him. Leon was actually cool towards these guys, not once showing annoyance. And then Leon talked to them. With a smile, Isaiah replied.
"No biggie. I was pretty much done. You gave them what they deserved."
Zephyrus grinned as the leaders pants fell. Justice served, he mouthed, his smile becoming wider as the bully's friends began to make fun of him as well. They all dashed out of the room from the combined efforts of the new kid and some guy Zeph had seen around.
Today was gonna be a good day, Zephyrus decided, as he sat down, snickering.
"I hope that didn't ruin your breakfast. I can't believe those guys are in Gryffindor, and I absolutely can't believe they care about that sort of thing. I don't think I've ever seen anyone at this school...even at Salem...I mean...aren't there worse things to worry about? Sorry." the other guy said, looking annoyed at first, but then his face brightening into a smile.
"No biggie. I was pretty much done. You gave them what they deserved." the new guy said.
"Ah, dirtbags will be dirtbags, I guess. Thanks." Zephyrus said, holding up his fist. "Brofist?" he asked, smiling.
"Sooo...who're you? I'm Zephyrus, Fourth year Gryffie, as the newbie knows." he said, gesturing to Isaiah as he spoke to the other guy.
He had a feeling that they'd all get along just fine~.
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