Unused DADA Classroom

Caradoc is here, for whenever Pansy wants to RP.
He looks like this, just so I can have a picture to stare at while I'm waiting. Only, the shirt is halfway buttoned up.

Pansy wanders in, intending to come in here and teach herself how to explode some things to let out some frustration and disappointment from last night. Maybe she could transfigure some cups or something into little Astoria heads and practice on those. But as she looked around, she found that she wasn't alone. "Oh, hey, Rad."

Caradoc smiles when she walks in, putting his wand away-- no, Luna, not his 'wand' just his wand, and waves at Pansy. "Hey! I was just practicing again," he said brightly, gesturing at the mass of broken glass now on the ground. "Did I forget the silencing charm again? I could swear I put it up this time, unless you were just wandering by and popping in?"

Pansy waved back half-heartedly, picking up a broken book end off one of the shelves in the room and taking a seat on a desk. "Oh, no. I was just coming by anyway." She pulled out her wand and scowled a little as she started to transfigure it, first to a head shape, and then she started on the features, exaggerating them ridiculously, but what about Astoria wasn't exaggerated anyway?

Caradoc watched with an amused expression. "Bad day?" he asked curiously, watching the features take shape on the object. "Blowing shit up and killing things always helps me cheer up! Did I tell you about the time I wrestled a bear because I broke up with my boyfriend? See, some dudes waste time sulking and crying. I find it far more productive to hit things."

"You could say that," she muttered, making the blonde hair stick up like a troll doll. She poked it in the eye and swung it in a little circle by the hair. "That's what I was thinking of doing, actually." She didn't mention that she was terrible with exploding spells. She'd only practiced them a couple times, and trying them with an audience like Rad made her a bit nervous. "A bear, huh? That sounds much better than sulking." She took a look at the face she'd created again, shoving the tip of her wand against its giant forehead.

"Indeed. It's a lot more fun to blow shit up, like I said. I never need a reason, just look! Reducto!" he laughed, pointing it at a table and chortling as it exploded into splinters. "Uh, I should probably fix that. Reparo," he said, much less excitedly, because you know, nothing blew up or anything that time, so it's boring. "So, who's the girl? She looks like a bitch."

Pansy laughed, watching quite impressed as he exploded and repaired a table as if it were nothing. She returned her attention to the head, squashing it in her hand so the eyes bugged out like those little stress-relief head things. "Astoria Greengrass. She is. Little slut's working on stealing Draco Malfoy." She paused, thinking. He'd kissed her, sure, but he'd sure kissed Astoria more at the party last night. It had meant nothing after all. "Not that he's mine to have stolen from me, though."

"Draco? You've mentioned him a few times before," he remarked, leaning back against the couch and kicking his legs up onto the table, beckoning for Pansy to sit next to him. "So, who's this Draco? I mean, you've already said you guys grew up together, but you talk about him like you're more than friends," he observed, looking up at her curiously. "I'm a good listener, even if I don't know you well."

Pansy took a seat beside him, pulling her feet up on the couch and crossing her arms on top of her knees. "Well, we grew up together, like I told you. Spent a lot of time together as kids and summers together when we weren't in school. I guess I've always liked him." She took a deep breath, looking over at him to be sure she wouldn't bore him. Might as well just tell him everything. "But fourth year when it came time for the Yule Ball and he asked me to go with him, I realized a lot of other girls liked him too." She laughed, remembering the shock and nasty glares she'd gotten from many of them when Draco had picked her. "From there on out I wanted to be with him. I guess I never grew out of it, and eventually I scared all the other girls off a little. This year was going to be the year. I was going to tell him and it was going perfectly, I was so damn close. And then Astoria. I guess her boobs caught his attention and she was more aggressive than me, and she dragged him out of the party last night and..." Pansy stopped, realizing she was completely crushing the hell out of the little head she'd made, and it was actually coming apart in her hands. "Oh. Whoops. What was I saying?"

Caradoc made a face at the mention of boobs, because he's like that, with boobs and vaginas, rofl, but he was listening rather intently, so much so that he hadn't noticed the disintegrating head either. He laughed at that, shaking his head in amusement. "You were saying she dragged Draco out of a party, and I'm just wondering where the hell this party was, and why the fuck I wasn't there! I never pass up a chance to party," he joked, still amused at the squished head.

Pansy pulled out her wand, charming the thing back together, because after all, just once wasn't enough for destroying it. "It was a Slytherin House party, so I suppose that's why you weren't there. Usually they're brilliant parties, but last night's was less than enjoyable. Stupid little sixth years, thinking they can do whatever the hell they want just because the summer was nice to them..." Pansy started ripping the hair out of the repaired head, a little bit at a time.

"Aw man. Why don't the Puffs have house parties? I'm starting to think you were right, in saying they were lame," he said grudgingly. "Maybe I'll throw my own party, dammit! You'd come, right?" he laughed, looking at his new friend. "So, this other girl is a sixth year, and she's trying to steal this Draco from you. So, my question is, what the fuck does this girl have, that you don't? A third tit? I mean really, I barely know you, and I already think you kick ass and all, so what's this guy waiting for?"

"Now you're seeing the truth of it." She winked jokingly at him. Puffs may be lame, but in her opinion, Rad was pretty cool. "I would definitely come. Merlin knows you probably need a Slytherin around to help you liven things up! But yeah, she's a sixth with the biggest honkers in our house. There's a theory that they're fake though, that she's got some kind of charm she keeps putting on them every chance she gets. Seems likely, if you ask me. I don't know what it is about her, but it just seems like Draco can't really look away from her when she's around. I become invisible, I suppose. Maybe I don't try hard enough, but that's not me, to put myself out there like she does. And when I say out there, I literally mean out there..." Pansy shuddered at the memory from last night, her shirt slipped all over the place showing everything she had, Draco 'adjusting it'. She crushed the little head again.

"Well, honestly, I think that's a lot more respectable and attractive, that you don't put yourself out there like that. He's a teenage guy, and most straight guys, teenagers more so, are stupid about things like a nice rack from a girl who's got no respect to keep herself from just throwing herself at any man she wants. You've got a hell of a lot more going for you. Just keep in mind, a guy from a family like Draco, he'll fuck around plenty, I'm sure, but he'll never marry a girl like that, he'll never see her as more than a fling, a fuck, a good time. He'll never be able to love her. But a girl like you, who's so dominant, and so aware of herself? That's a girl he'd do well to keep, and if he's worth it, he'll know it. Trust me on this, when I say I know men, I really mean it," he said encouragingly, trying his best to be perfectly honest with her.

Pansy laughed. "I'll trust you on that one, Rad. And hopefully you're right and he'll eventually catch on. Honestly, you can't hold a conversation with the girl. He'll get bored of her sooner or later." Pansy shrugged it off as less than it was. Though she believed what she was saying, some irrational little fear deep inside her wondered if he actually would get bored of her. What if this lasted until they graduated? What if they all went their separate ways and Draco forgot about her? She'd do anything for him, even now as he'd hurt her worse than he ever had before. Was there no limit to what he could get away with doing to Pansy? Probably, but it hadn't been discovered yet. She fell silent, lost in her thoughts and momentary worries about the future.

"Oh, I'm sure he will. Well, get bored of being around her. I can't say he'll get bored of the sex, honestly, but if he knows what's good for him, he'll see before long that he can definitely trade up. She might have a bigger rack, but you've got confidence, a strong will, and a killer bod, even if it's not as voluptuous. You're gorgeous, honey! No need to throw yourself at him, but you gotta make sure you remember that you're sexy, because when you know that you know it, it just makes you that much hotter," he said with a grin.

Pansy laughed and looked away from destroying the Astoria-head, smiling at Rad. "Well, thanks. I don't really see myself that way, but it's always nice to hear, all the same. I just wish Draco could see me like you, well and a couple others, do." She stretched her legs out onto the table in front of the couch, throwing what was left of the head up in the air, catching it over and over. "You know, Rad. For a Puff, I actually like talking to you."

Caradoc laughed at that, his happiness genuine. "Well I'm glad, because I like talking to you too. I was worried, when I got here, about not being able to make the kind of friends I have at home, but I don't think I need to worry about that anymore, if there are other awesome people like you here. But I really should get going, I was gonna meet one of my professors about something in a few minutes. I'll see you around, Pansy!" he called after her, waving as he left.

AND EOWYN PASSES OUT BECAUSE SHE IS TOO TIRED TO DO THE COOL SCENE WE WERE GONNA DO. SAD TIMES. I AM SORRY. I COULD NOT GET INTO DUELY MODE.

Pansy smiled at him. "Nah, you're one of the select few around here that are actually worth talking to. You'll make friends easily enough, I think. I'll catch you later, Rad. Let me know when you plan that party, we'll liven things up a bit!" She waved as he disappeared through the door, and she stayed a while, trying to explode the little Astoria head she made. Eventually she got it to weakly combust, and she sighed, hoping that doing a little studying would help her get better soon. She got up and headed back to the common room, maybe to find Draco and talk with him about what had happened.

'TIS FINEEE! I want Pansy to be less of a complete wussy when it comes time for that scene anyway XD

Pansy is back in here because it's pretty much one of the only currently un-taken places that a duel doesn't seem stupid happening in and where a Slytherin and a Hufflepuff could happen upon each other. She pulled a book off a shelf, flipping through it and glancing at a few different things. She figured she should probably add some books like this one to her stack of things she'd been studying, which was currently dominated by astronomy books. She laid it open to a page on a table in front of her and looked around the room for something to aim at. There was a sort of candelabra sitting on a table not far away, so she flicked her wand and shouted diffindo, slicing each of them neatly in two. The sliced away tops stood where they were for a moment before falling to the ground. Pansy smiled to herself, quite pleased with the immediate learned result, and went back to flipping through the pages until Rad shows up.

Caradoc wandered in, and isn't wholly surprised to see Pansy here. "Hey there, Pansy! How's it hangin' today?" he asked, strolling in and kicking back on one of the couches. "What've you been up to, reading, I see? What's that?" he questioned, leaning over her shoulder to see the page, glancing at the title. "Diffindo? Bah, not a favorite of mine. I prefer Defodio," he replied, glancing at a bookshelf on the side of the wall. "Defodio!" he said, facepalming as the enormous hole he'd created didn't just hollow out the shelf, but had hollowed out the wall behind it too. "Er, oops?"

Pansy laughed as he destroyed the bookshelf and wall, flipping through the pages a little more. "My choice was a bit less destructive." She waved her wand at the candle pieces, putting them back on top of their chunky candle-bottoms. Maybe no one would notice with that big hole in the wall Rad had just created. "Hmmm." She charmed a big curtain which she draped over the top of the bookshelf where it was still intact. "Maybe no one will notice? Or at least..." she flicked her wand at it again, turning it crimson with some gold thread around the edges. "...blame a Gryffindor? But yeah. Just doing a bit of reading. Haven't actually studied this stuff in a while... probably not good to get behind in it."

Sorry. Got distracted by this hunk:



"Blame a Gryffindor? You know, I might just, if anyone asks," he laughed. "Is that the Slytherin way, 'round here? When in doubt, blame a Gryff?" he asked, his bright blue eyes gazing at Pansy. "Oh, I met your friend earlier today, Scorpius, is it? Find we get along quite well, he certainly shares my views on sex, anyway. So tell me, if that's your best friend, why the hell would you be looking at any other guy, even if Draco is a slightly less strange name than Scorpius? Because if he swung my way, I'd totally be boning that hot piece of ass right about now."

"Either that or a Puff, but seeing as you are one, I figured that didn't work. Not sure why the Claws don't get the blame." Pansy turned to look at him, amazed for a moment at just how bright his eyes were. "Oh, yeah, Scorp." She laughed as Rad mentioned he'd get with Scorp in a minute, but it didn't seem too awkward. She heard that from pretty much everyone all the time anyway, it wasn't anything new. "I don't know. We pretty much grew up together. He's become sort of a brother to me. Or at least a protective cousin. A sexy protective cousin that you shouldn't think is sexy." She smiled, turning around again to look back at her book, a little unsure about the whole thinking-Scorp-was-sexy thing, since she'd kissed him and Draco saw and exploded on her about it.