Secret Corridor in the Dungeons

Regulus noticed Gellert's unease, and couldn't help but be curious. Taking a long drag and shaking his hair out of his eyes, he offers him a small smile. "Looks like I'm not the only one with a lot on their mind. Care to share what's got you so uptight?" he asked, twirling the cigarette between his fingers.

He surveyed Regulus through the cloud of smoke between them. Flipping his hair and holding his cigarette, he looked--there was no other word for it--sexy. He hesitates. "I just wouldn't have wanted someone to know this about me. I mean, I'm not the guy who you--expect muggle shit like this from."

Regulus chuckled, taking another drag before smirking at him. "No worries, Gellert. I can keep a secret," he replied, not staring at the man's lips, his eyes not wandering to the places on his skin that he knew were tattooed beneath the clothing. "I somehow doubt others would approve of my habit at any rate, it's not something I'm keen to share," he said, trying to push the image of Bellatrix out of his mind and the look she'd have on her face if she caught him mucking around with muggle drugs.

He chuckled, a little darkly. "We're as bad as the muggles then, aren't we? They do it 'cause the others don't approve, and that seems to be why we do it too." He shrugged, closing his eyes for a moment as he brought the cigarette to his lips. "Who do you get these from, anyway?"

"I do it because it helps clear my head," he said, not taking the brief moment Gellert's eyes were closed to check him out discreetly. He paused before answering his question, not sure if Faye would be upset if he told Gellert- but it wasn't like they were talking anymore anyway, right? "Uh, Faye, actually," he said, gazing at Gellert with his intense grey eyes.

"Oh," he said, trying not to look straight into Reg's eyes, the charcoally kind which one could get so easily lost in, "Didn't know she was in contact with Muggles." He thought of his own stash of drugs back in the dorm, and wondered how many people at Hogwarts were hiding things like this. More than he had expected, that was for sure...

"It's not that surprising, given her blood status," he remarked, staring at Gellert and wondering what went on in that head of his. What are you thinking about, Gellert Grindelwald? he wondered, forever fascinated by the mysterious man he shared his room with. He blew the smoke in the other direction, not removing his eyes from Gellert's face. "You intrigue me," he said, completely unaware he'd voiced his thoughts aloud.

'You intrigue me.' The line played over a couple times in his head before he answered. He twirled the cigarette around in his graceful fingers. He allowed a small smile to play on his lips. "I'm just not like everyone else, Reg." he told him, wondering about the truth in his own words.

"No. No you're not," he murmured, blatantly staring at Gellert by this point, his eyes wandering more than he should have ever allowed them to. He takes one last drag from his cigarette and extinguishes it on the cold stone wall, not once removing his eyes from Gellert's body. He feels his face heat up as he realizes what he's doing, and forces himself to tear away the gaze, grabbing his schoolbag from the ground. "I need to get going. I'll see you later, I guess, back in the dorm," he said, walking down the corridor towards the safety of his dormitory, which he could at least be certain would be empty of Gellert Grindelwald right now.

[Need sleep. Can't rob banks on no sleep. NIGHT!]

He dragged once more on his cigarette, then nodded at Reg. "Night," he said, watching his back as he retreated down the hallway. When the cigarette was just a stub, he dabbed it out on the back of his hand, smiling slightly to himself.

[hahha iloveyou. night!]

Blaise strolled down the corridor his mind on Pansy. Where had she been. He wanted to see her.

Draco walked down the corridor and saw Blaise Zabini walking towards him. He stopped dead, "Zabini."

Blaise turned at the sound of his name. He knew that voice; Draco. He went to address his, but then relaised he hadnt spoken to his since Blansy had happened. STEAMING HOT BLANSY THAT WAS AMAZING. "Malfoy, havn't seen you around" He said in a cold voice.

"Indeed" Draco tried not to explode and destroy Blaise because he knew it would make Pansy angry and as much as he hated Blaise he loved Pansy more. SO PANSY HAD DAMN WELL BETTER APPRECIATE THIS.

"Look, I am sorry about..." He wander vagualy off. He didn't want to apologise, but he felt Pansy would appriciate it.

"Sorry? Really? Why do I doubt that."

*creeper is creeping herself because it's fun*

"You know what? No. I'm not sorry." Blaise felt all the anger that had been building over the past years suddenly overflow spilling out. He would never let Draco treat Pansy like that again. Or anyone else for that matter. "You don't deserve her. You arn't worthy" He seeth advancing on Draco, "She is so much better than you! You never showed any signs of deserving her, not once. So no I'm not sorry."

"Yeah? And she fucking deserves a little shit like you!?!? What the fuck have you ever done for her?" Draco got right up in his face, "You'll never understand her, never know what she wants, what she needs."

Blaise looked directly into his eyes, "Me? WHat have I done? I love her. No matter what, I will be there. Mor ethan you ever have! All she is to you is some little fucking trophy! You think I don't know her? What about you. If you kneew her, you would have seen this coming."

Draco Malfoy wrote:SO PANSY HAD DAMN WELL BETTER APPRECIATE THIS.

[I do appreciate you not beating his face in, thanks.]

Teddy ran into the dungeons, ushering the others past him. "This is where I saw them. I'm not sure where they went..." He peered around uncertainly.

James walks past Teddy and sees a giant troll. "Oh, there is a troll..." He takes his wand out and starts looking for the cat

[SORRRRYY]

ROOOOAAARRRR