Amelia Pace
Werewolf (A)
Gryffindor 7th Year
The Pup Slut.
Posts: 189
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Post by Amelia Pace on Nov 2, 2008 1:05:09 GMT 1
All in a game of dares. Amelia had managed to keep out of it for so long now. Why did she have to go and open her mouth now? She'd been dared by James' little sister of all people. Dared to strip, singing the national anthem. An anthem she had never known and had had to ask her parents to send her to words to as part of a "School Project". Oh yes, she was doomed.
She had to go and ask for three dares in a row. Each time made her situation this morning worse. First off, sing the national anthem at breakfast. Secondly, strip whilst singing it. That she could deal with. She'd put on extra clothes this morning to make it less of a pain. Thirdly, throw her clothes at the teachers. That would get her in trouble. McGonagall would have her skinned for par-taking in dares. Why had she agreed to this?
Ame sat with her usual crowd of people that morning. The Quidditch team and seventh years. Sat next to James, and opposite Starke. This was going to be fun.
Turning around to face the Hufflepuff table that had been behind her, she caught Lily's attention and nodded. Ready, she stood up. Waiting for Lily to react before she began. Sh was not doing this on her own. Not the singing any way.
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Post by lily on Nov 2, 2008 13:04:25 GMT 1
Lily was already mentally kicking herself for even getting involved. But when she'd heard that dare, it was just so easy to see the entire episode forming out in her mind... Lily got a little defensive over her family, even if she didn't always get on with them in her own head, and having one girl flirting with multiple members had gotten her back up a little. But why had she picked a dare? That was just the most stupid thing ever, as she reminded herself by hitting her forehead against the long wooden table she was sat at.
She stopped for a moment, forehead resting on the table, and grinned to herself. It wasn't half as embarrassing as what Amelia had to do, though. That would teach her for asking for more dares. Lily hadn't known the national anthem either, but she'd thought it was a good idea at the time - it had been easy enough to get it sent to her via her dad, though he'd been a bit funny about why she wanted it. Oh well, if he didn't hear about this and send a Howler, she could just claim she was becoming patriotic, she supposed.
Lily was sat beside a small group of Hufflepuffs, keeping to herself as she really wasn't a morning person at the best of times (and this was anything but the best). She hadn't been able to eat anything, nervous as she was, and looked over at the Gryffindor table, hoping that Ame was ready to do this before more people got into the Hall. Thankfully, she caught her eye and saw the other girl nod. She gave a slight groan, looking round at the too large number of people in the hall, and bit down on her fear as she stood up.
"God save our gracious queen..." she sang rather quietly, hoping that Ame's voice would be louder and more noticeable, and maybe that other people would even join in. There was hope, right?
Right?
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Amelia Pace
Werewolf (A)
Gryffindor 7th Year
The Pup Slut.
Posts: 189
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Post by Amelia Pace on Nov 2, 2008 15:03:18 GMT 1
Amelia grinned. She might as well enjoy this to some degree, right? Standing up fully straight she joined in the singing with Lily on eh second word, making sure the girl was singing too before she even dared start. Slowly, she untied the laces that held her Gryffindor cloak over her, ”-our Gracious Queen,” and she dropped it slightly down her arms, once it was off, she threw the garments into James’ lap with a wink.
She was doing her end of the deal. She might as well. Looking up at the teachers table, McGonagall wasn’t yet there, thank god. She made her way towards the front table, singing as she went, slowly undoing the buttons on her school cardigan. Of all the teachers that were down at breakfast she spotted Connery and Grey. That would be fun. She lived in Connery’s office for a few nights every month, what was a little strip tease at breakfast?
The second line of the anthem over by the time she reach the table, and her cardigan now lying in front of Adrian Connery, she smiled. She’d put her blazer on underneath it. Miss Potter wasn’t embarrassing her that easily. Walking her way down the table towards Professor Grey looked down the Gryffindor table, finding James, she winked at him and started to pull up her blazer.
It got discarded half way down the table, in front of where McGonagall would have been sitting. Once she reached Abe, she was on the fourth line of the anthem, loosening her tie ever so slowly she threw it in his direction before heading back down the steps towards her house table.
She undid a couple of the top buttons of her shirt as she walked, singing the last couple of lines of the song, stading back in front of James, she stepped out of her shoes, ”God, save the bloody Queen!” she spoke, curtseying at him and grinning like an idiot.
She’d done it.
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Adrian Connery
Adult
Gryffindor Head of House and Auror
Mysterious; another word for boring.
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Post by Adrian Connery on Nov 2, 2008 15:49:37 GMT 1
Breakfast, Adrian’s favourite meal of the day. It was the only one he was certain to eat. He generally skipped either lunch or dinner to catch up on marking, which he was seriously behind with already. He stabbed at the soggy cornflakes in his bowl thinking about the lessons he’d planned for the day. He couldn’t wait for his last one, that’s when he would be teaching about patronuses, both he and the students adored that topic. The man looked down the table, it seemed the esteemed headmistress was late to breakfast, and just when a particularly bad rendition of the national anthem was starting. McG was usually the most patriotic of the staff members and didn’t hesitate to join in singing whenever it was played, no matter how bad it was sung.
Hang on a sec, that sounded like students. With a mouthful of cereal he glanced up and almost spat it out again. It was indeed students who were singing. He snorted as he realised who it was. Amelia Pace and Lilly Potter. Adrian began to wretch with laughter, struggling to keep the cereal in his mouth. He was pretty sure that there was milk coming out of his nose too. He swallowed and glanced at the other staff members, most were having the same reaction as himself and others just looked plain shocked.
He raised his eyebrows in shock at Ame as she began to take off her clothing and head towards the staff table. All of a sudden her cardigan landed in his breakfast. Adrian snorted into his cornflakes and watched her as she continued down the table, giving Abe her tie. He thought he was going to die from laughter, maybe it was a good thing McGonagall wasn’t here. How could he give a detention to something so amusing?
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Abraham Grey
Adult (A)
Hufflepuff Head of House
Arithmancy Professor
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Post by Abraham Grey on Nov 2, 2008 16:02:25 GMT 1
Breakfast was usually a quiet affair for Abe. People knew to stay well away from him until he had his first cup of coffee safely in hand and even then most of the teachers at the staff table were too busy trying to look awake to uphold any kind of civilised conversation. That's right, professors had late nights too, although they usually involved staying up until insane o'clock in the morning marking papers rather than any kind of remotely interesting activity.
Abe gulped down the last mouthful of coffee and stared blankly into his bowl of muesli. The oaty cereal was rather bland and tough eating, it sat heavily in his stomach, but what student would respect a teacher who ate coco pops? Brandishing his spoon he scooped up a mouthful, which was when the singing started. At first it was barely audible over the noise of students eating, but soon a hush fell and Abe looked up, curious. Gryffindor seventh year Amelia Pace was making her way over to the staff table, shedding clothing as she walked and singing the national anthem of all things.
Abe knew all about her unfortunate situation, but apart from that, and indeed because of her attitude towards it, he thought of her as a rather mature and sensible student. He certainly didn't see her as the type to get sucked into the ridiculous game of dares sweeping through the castle, which is what this clearly was. Merlin he hoped she wasn’t actually stripping of her own violation. All evaluation of the situation was wiped from his mind as she made her way over to him. Why did students (and Cait) always feel the need to strip in front of him? His jaw dropped, as did his spoon, landing in his bowl and splashing milk across the table top.
Almost out of instinct he reach out and snatched the tie out of the air as it was flung towards him. Then he let go of it as though he'd just been burned and turned an interesting shade of pink. Tugging at his collar uncomfortably Abe stood up just as Amelia finished her unique rendition of the patriotic song and let out an embarrassed cough. He glanced down the staff table at Adrian, the other teacher who had been blessed with an item of Miss Pace's clothing. The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor looked like he found it amusing rather than mortifying. Great, now he looked like a pervert.
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Post by hugo on Nov 2, 2008 20:45:30 GMT 1
It was like Christmas, his birthday and Easter come all at once, Hugo thought, as Amelia progressed back towards the Gryffindor table, unbuttoning her shirt. As much as he wanted to shout "MORE!", he managed to restrain himself, shooting James a jealous glare. He could see Lily on the other side of the room, and knew she had something to do with the whole thing by the look on her face.
Standing up, Hugo shouted "Bravo" and applauded the antics loudly. A few Gryffindors rose with him, laughing and chanting Amelia's name, followed by a few of the Hufflepuffs. Rose looked faintly horrified and was holding a spoon in mid-air as though frozen, staring down the table at Lily in surprise.
The few teachers who were actually at breakfast looked nothing short of traumatised, apart from Connery, who was actually smiling. Good thing McG wasn't here to see that, Hugo thought, still clapping loudly and whooping now that a decent number of the student population were also cheering. This was pretty legendary, actually.
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Post by lily on Nov 2, 2008 23:03:15 GMT 1
Well, no one was joining in but they were paying more attention to Ame, which was a godsend. She kept singing, watching Ame carefully and getting mildly annoyed at the fact that she dropped something in James' lap - what was that about?! - but she couldn't hold back a smile as the older girl danced up to the head table and dropped items of clothing all over the place. It was over quickly enough and Lily sat back down quickly, cheeks flushing red in embarrassment despite the fact everyone seemed focused on Amelia.
She looked up as she heard a familiar voice cheering, that of her cousin Hugo and glaring in his direction. Wasn't it bad enough that Amelia seemed to be flirting with her big brother, but Hugo fancied her too? Lily didn't know quite why this upset her, but it really did. Maybe she was just getting defensive over her family? Unlikely, it was probably because she'd been roped into this stupid dare.
She tore her gaze away and ended up meeting Rose's, who was staring at her with something akin to horror. Suddenly ashamed, she jumped from her seat and all but ran from the room, face flaming red, to hide in the Owlery. She'd skip classes today, feign sickness or something.
ooc: *is lame*
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Amelia Pace
Werewolf (A)
Gryffindor 7th Year
The Pup Slut.
Posts: 189
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Post by Amelia Pace on Nov 3, 2008 0:10:39 GMT 1
Ame couldn’t help but smile at Connery’s reaction. HE saw the best and the worst of her, so being able to make him laugh was a good thin. More so because it meant he wasn’t likely to give her a detention for ‘indecent exposure’. Grey’s reaction on the other hand was more likely o lead to the dishing out of detention. And most likely just for her, Lily wasn’t exactly being loud about her singing.
She couldn’t help but laugh slightly as Abe caught her tie. Ready for that much? But she kept going. All the teachers, bar Connery seemed to have a bit of a perverse reaction to her. Well they had no senses of humour then. On her way back to her seat she could hear the sound of cheering, the main vocals coming from none other than Hugo Weasley.
The kid was cute, three years too young, but cute. Looked crazily like his older, much more suitable cousin. She winked at the younger kid before making her way back down towards the teachers table, grabbing her shoes on the way. Slipping her feet back into the black ballet style shoes she skipping down the rest of the way. First off grabbing her tie back from Abe, smiling at him deviously and flicking her hair over her shoulder. She might as well act it up.
She reversed her route and headed down past the Head mistress’ chair, picking up her blazer, and finally made her way to Connery. ”I’ll have that, thank you!” she laughed as she picked her cardigan up out of his breakfast, ”But maybe I’ll just leave it off for know, eh,” she said wiping whatever it was on it off. Giving her Head of House a short wave she walked back to her seat once again.
She straddled the bench facing James, who was staring at her rather astonished*, ”What?” she asked putting her clothes down on the table in front of her, and leaning on her elbows, ”Enjoying the show were we?” she asked with a wicked grin spreading across her features. She just hoped she didn’t get in too much trouble for this.
[*Fal said I could Godmod him slighly <3]
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Post by rose on Nov 3, 2008 18:32:18 GMT 1
"Merlin's sparkly weekend pants..." Rose muttered under her breath, "What was that?" A few of her housemates were still chuckling as the cheering died down.
Hugo gave one final whoop and sat down abruptly, his face glowing an attractive shade of magenta. Wondering what had embarrassed her brother, she almost missed Lily's exeunt. A flash of red from the corner of her eye indicated that someone was on the move and Rose turned just in time to see Lily's hair whip around the corner and out of sight.
Shooting Hugo a look of warning-- he seemed unperturbed-- she lifted a slice of toast, drained the last of her pumpkin juice, and ran out of the hall after Lily, her shoes echoing on the stone floor and cutting through the silence that had fallen on the hall.
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