Tis the Season (open)

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

“For the love of all that is right.. Merlin sakes..”

Augustine was squished beneath the side boards of her bed, her long dishwater blond hair a tangled mess, something that would need to be righted before she stepped foot out of the house. She had been attempting to pull a gift out from its hiding place. She had stumbled upon it the day before in the Greenhouse and for a fair price the Professor had allowed her to purchase it. It seemed so good natured before, of course now it was putting up a fight as it like the dark recesses that her bed provided. Auggie attempted to grab its flowered branch only to be promptly slapped away.. Pulling back with a yelp she examined her hand for blood or a punctured wound. Her glance flicked back to watch the leafy vines disappear back beneath her bed, glaring at it disapprovingly.

” Your making me late.. Now of all times you decide to sprout thorns.” Augustine determined kneeled back down and disappeared back under her bed. She looked at the plant saw the plant was hiding something behind its flowered stems. She squinted and peered determined.

“ OH NO YOU DON”T YOU LET GO OF HIS WINE. I didn’t pay that money for you to use it as fertilizer. DROP IT NOW”

She pulled herself out from beneath that bed knowing that this was fruitless and it was well past time to start playing dirty. She grabbed her wand from beside her bedside table and hissed to summon her useless plant only to be greeted with the plant that she had packed in her trunk for transport to see if the her Herbology Professor could bring back to life, a plant that had obviously not survived long without water forgotten packed in a trunk.. She quickly deposited the dead plant on her un-made bed knowing she will clean it up all later when she wasn’t late.

Twenty minutes later she entered the three broomsticks with a fighting plant under one arm and a nice bottle of wine concealed in the other. She quickly stunned the plant and placed it in the very back of gift table, and used several other gifts to block it in.

She noted she got an odd look from the bar hand that was bussing tables.“ The Adiantum Melanoleucum is supposed to be a lovely plant good nature leaving even the most fowl smelling room smelling fresh and lovely. I got to get the one lemon in the bunch..” She sighed looking back at the plant who was at least not trying to open the wine bottle figuring it was safe she attempted to mingle.. Something that was never her strong point particularly in large crowds, crowds like the one gathered to celebrate the Nineteenth Birthday of Benedict Johnson.

[KAY DILLON]

Kay sat at his desk twiddling his thumbs counting down the minutes, as was usual with Christmas things were slow for the Aurors. If there was any mischief makers for them to deal with it was usually the odd drunk wizard who had thought it was funny to release wizard crackers in a muggle bar. There had been the incident when he had still been in training where a muggle’s car had been transfigured into Santa’s sleigh, complete with reindeer. Now that had been a logistical nightmare and had involved a number of ministry departments getting involved. So far this year it had been fairly boring, he swore there was a lack of firewhisky. There just was too few drunken incidents happening, of course they could be saving up for new year. He checked the clock, excellent his shift was over.

That meant he was off for the rest of Christmas, he could go visit his family but he remembered his mother mentioning in a previous letter that his Aunt Mildred was visiting for Christmas. That meant one thing, her paging through tons of photo albums telling stories of her long dead husband and she always got drunk and started sobbing. He stood up and shuddered, nope if he was going to be surrounded by drunks he’d rather be surrounded by drunks he didn’t know. Kay grabbed his jacket and headed for the elevator. He got out at the reception area, nodded to some co-workers while walking towards the portkey for Hogsmeade.

He arrived in Hogsmeade and decided Three Broomsticks would be a better choice. The company was better and he was less likely to run into someone who was mad at the Aurors for putting away his brother, nephew uncle or whatever else. Somehow patrons at Hog’s Head always knew when an Auror had entered. He pushed the door to the popular pub open and shook a few snowflakes out of his shaggy blonde hair. There was a large gathering happening and from what he could gather it was some kids nineteenth birthday. He edged around the crowd trying to find an empty table, he noticed a familiar face sitting with a plant and a wine bottle. His face split into a missive grin, this was pure gold.

He approached the table where Augustine sat, clearly not realising she had set herself up for this. “I’m guessing none of the boys in your year were interested in a date” he said nodding at the plant. “But…” he added as he sat down, “I’m guessing he’s a prickly fellow”. Kay bent slightly closer to the plant pretending to get a better look. “What did you do to annoy him? I’ve never seen thorns on an Adiantum before” he asked raising his eyebrows at Augustine. “Oh you threw him in the fountain didn’t you?” he added, gently teasing her.

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

Auggie was in the midst of a bored survey of the various occupants that were presently testing that pesky patron limit restriction of the three broomsticks, That is when she spotted it, a familiar messy mop of sun streaked dish blond hair.

“OH MERLIN NOOOOOO”

Her hazel eyes widen in shock of seeing him here. A minute or so passed and intial shock wore off, and embarrassment ensued, wincing she pulled up short from walking towards him. Turning on her heel she crow hopped behind a rather mountainous quidditch player from Slytherin who went by the name Boris. Hoping that he was there to just grab a drink and go she flitted around towards the other side of the bar away from stout Slytherin’s with their big feet and condescending sneers. Augustine wanted to hide, and nothing would make hiding more difficult than sparring of with some maggot waste because he provoked her with a look. She might be attempting to slip off to avoid detection which might make her a coward, but coward or not, she did at the very least have some control over her emotions.

Finding a spot away from the crowd and away from that particular fellow as she assumed to have lost him to the bar. She took solace at the table with the gifts, and eyed the plant with an annoyed glances. Leaning towards it she whispered softly..

“Of all the rotten luck, like I need help embarrassing myself.” She felt the leafy branches dance over her out stretched arms thinking it was honestly going to pat her on the back she smiled, that was till she felt heard the drag of glass against wood, looking up she caught it dragging the bottle of wine towards it its long leafy branches coiling tightly around the cork.

“NO YOU DON’T.. No one is drinking this other than Benedict.. I don’t care how dismal the night gets nothing justifies us drinking his wine..”

Just as the words left her lips, her reason for downing just about every bottle of booze re-appeared at the foot of her table no less. Catching a witty little dig at her in-ability secure the affections of a boy her own age for a date.. She didn’t bother with hiding attempting to hide her embarrassment she felt it rush full speed, that coursing heat coloring her face a brilliant shade of crimson, offering an audible groan she looked at the bottle and mouthed the words silently..

Might as well Un-corking the bottle took a deep gulp of the bitter wine, that made her wince.. Eyes watering she proceeded to hand the bottle to the plant who began in a manner of greed poured the wine in its soil.

Looking at the charming devil himself her eyes locked with his and she arched a brow.. “ Well thank you for that observation.. I figure as witty as you’ve proved yourself to be, you would have observed by now I fancy older men obviously.. “ she laughed with a roll of her eyes.. Looking at the plant he referenced she figured it is best to just honestly answer him. I allowed it to roost under my bed for a better part of a week.. I dare say it didn’t fancy being up rooted and handed off.. It was either that the sheer fact that I till just now denied it wine.. “ She blinked several times in thought before she added.. “ Had I known it would appease it I would have snuck it some.. It would have probably helped it from digging through my house mates undergarment bag..Had no idea but Edgar here is a pervery little plant.” Hearing the roar of laughter she looked back at the crowd in time to see the guest of honor end on the receiving side of a slap.. “ I dare say Edgar couldn’t be going to be a more suitable home.” Taking another quick swig of the wine she risked another glance at the blond opposite her. “ so I’m curious, Are you on a break? Is there actually a night free of dangerous crime? “

[KAY DILLON]

Kay rolled his eyes at her words, Aug still thought she stood a chance. “Yes because underage drinking is a very attractive quality” he said shaking his head at her. “New record” he added hinting at his game he had with her, seeing how quickly he could get her to blush. As stunning a girl as Aug was Kay would probably never consider dating her. Kay sat down on the seat opposite her and leaned back in the chair. “Just a suggestion but falling in fountains and hiding behind plants is not the way to attract well any males” he said with a small smile. 

Kay looked at the plant with a curious look. “Well I would also be grumpy if someone shoved me under a bed and gave me the name Edgar” he said shaking his head. “Where on earth did you come up with the name Edgar? Poor thing looks nothing like an Edgar, with his drinking I’d say he looks more like an Arthur” He added. Kay glanced over to where the laughter was coming from. The poor kid had obviously said the wrong thing to someone in order to receive such an impressive slap. Kay had on occasion received some memorable slaps and some punches from flirting with the wrong women. “So you really think this is the appropriate new owner of dear little Edgar? Or are you just shoving him off on the first unknowing idiot?” He asked already having a fairly good guess at what the answer would be. “Wouldn’t it be kinder on everyone to find him a nice sunny spot in the forbidden forest? I’m sure there’s still a clearing left from that giant that lived at one point in there” Kay pointed out.

Kay leaned back again, placing his feet up on the table as Aug asked her next question. “I’ll have you know that I am not the only Auror available for rounding up mischief makers” he said with a offended look on his face. “besides they know how to contact me if necessary, and the worst we’ve had over Christmas is a car transfigured into a sleigh” he added breaking into a grin. “What are you doing here? Isn’t there some rule about not coming into Hogsmeade?” he asked, attempting to sound like a responsible adult. Kay could be responsible when the situation called for it but he wasn’t about to march Aug up to the school, he was fairly certain she’d in any case slip back out the moment he turned his back.

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

Auggie took another long swig of the wine trying her best to ignore his quips about her drinking, and falling into fountains, and just about everything she had done in front of him, and his obviously throw in about it not being attractive. She knew it was likely she would never ever have what it was to obtain his approval, and though rational thought told her to that it was okay that guys were fickle, and he too had probably been through what she herself was currently putting herself threw with this bizarre appreciation for a man who thought so low of her. However as much as she tried to rationalize the hurt she felt away it was a wasted gesture, and for a moment it flickered to register in her glance.

Auggie swallowed hard, and quickly adverted her glance, as she told herself that regardless of how she felt presently that crying like some emotional drip would probably only feed his torment. Plucking up the courage. “Thanks for that vote of confidence. “ She added tartly. “Do you like just putting me down, or do you have that sort of charm with all the ladies? “

She sighed leaning over she grabbed a glass and poured him a glass of wine, polite natured as ever her mother taught her it was never in good taste to drink alone, underage or not.. “ As you have done nothing more than throw various insults at me, I could only be left to assume that is your idea of communicating with members of the opposite sex as that is all I’ve seen, I don’t know if you should be giving me pointers as I’m likely to get hexed acting the way you do.. “

Frowning at his suggestion that she was neglectful of Edgar.. “Edgar is a family name. I don’t just go pawn him off on idiots.. Benedict might well not wise with the ladies but he is good with plants, and he is family, even if of distant relation. “She added softly to defend her blood as she knew he would defend hers if he heard someone insulting her. Augustine pushed herself to look away so he wouldn’t see the hurt. “ The Adiantum Melanoleucum I thought was part of the fern family, I was taught that they crave shady places, needing minimal indirect sunlight?.. “ looking at the plant speculating “ It is a fern isn’t it?”

Choosing to avoid the conversation about her what she was doing here, as she felt it was obvious with the celebrations going on in the background, not to mention she didn’t want the indignity of being dragged back to the castle by an auror. She offered timidly. “I had hoped to just drop off the goods, and make with some quick well-wishing and head back with some butter beer. “
Loosing her focus from him she observed the crowd again watching that as crowd mingled before her glance followed a husky set man in his that had the bad limp. Benedict had told her about Jameson Fitzgerald how famed Puddlemere United had received a nasty injury during his last match against Harpies from Holyhead. Frowning she watched that man limp towards the bar. “ I thought he injured his right leg, not his left..”

[SLOAN AVERY]

Sloan had felt like getting away from the castle and away from those pathetic excuses for slytherins,He had never been so ashamed of his house before.He put on his long black coat with dark green trimming and cast out into the snow that seemed deeper than before but on Sloan trecked towards his destination. As he got closer to the pub he could hear a commotion as if someone were celebrating something, he had reached the door to the establishment and made way in brushing the snow from his shoulders he then removed his coat and hung it on the rack next to the door.When Sloan turned to see the goings on of a party and outh of the corner of his eye he had spotted a student sitting with an auror he had a distain for, he debated with himself for a brief moment wether to intrude on their going ons or find on open table in this bloody pigpen. The only thing logical to him seemed to do what he did best so he made way through the crowded building taking a few elbows to the ribs had definitely not been welcome but he shrugged them off. When Sloan had reached the table the two where sitting at he threw his hands on the table and sarcastically said " Kay, I see you still can't pull a date your own age or height". Sloan then turned his attention to the hufflepuff girl as he had noticed she had been consuming wine, he said to her " underage drinking, well aren't these grounds for punishment" Sloan pulled a chair and turned it around then he sat staring intensely at the girl waiting to see what her response would be,as he waited he pulled out a cig and began to take a feed puffs the anticipation was killing him.

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[KAY DILLON]

“Hey I’m sorry, I was just kidding” Kay said feeling horrible. Aug was like a little sister to him, sure he would tease her but at the end of the day he cared about her a lot. He just couldn’t ever imagine dating her, partly in fear of losing their friendship. “Aug you’re like a sister, sometimes annoying little sister but you’re still like family” he said softly, memories springing up of his real sister who he hadn’t seen in two years. Of course no one in his family had seen her in two years, so Kay figured he shouldn’t take it personally.

Kay frowned at her words and looked at the host again. “Benedict, huh unfortunate choice of name but that’s beyond his control” he said. Minimal indirect sunlight means in shady areas, not under a bed. Under your bed means no sunlight and no sunlight means the plant can’t feed itself.” He said with a grin. Kay’s knowledge of plants wasn’t that up to date, he had taken herbology for his NEWT exams but hadn’t really needed to use it since becoming an Auror. Kay frowned at her next question, “I think so, could be wrong though” he said with a shrug. He hadn’t even touched his copy of One thousand magical plants and fungi in years.

Kay nodded at her explanaition, worked for him. “that works for me” he said grinning again. “Besides I wasn’t planning on dragging you back up to the castle” he added tilting his head towards her. An unwelcomed visitor joined them. Sloan Avery, he was six years older than Kay so had been in seventh year when Kay had been in first year. “Avery” he said with a dangerous edge to his voice. “I see you’re still a prick and finding the need to take out your frustrations on those younger than yourself” he added, glaring at the professor. 

“Last I checked you only have jurisdiction over students when they are in the castle, and the wine is for the plant” he said holding a steady gaze. Kay would not lose his temper now. A dangerous smile appeared on his lips when Sloan started smoking. “Smoking in a public area would be a very bad idea, besides those things will kill you” he said raising his eyebrows. What issues Sloan had with him, only Sloan knew. Kay had barely known Sloan in school, except the seventh year had seemed to enjoy attempting to make his life hell in first year. They had run into each other since, Kay though always tried to avoid him.

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

Auggie felt another twisted pain, that lovely pain that came with the soft rejection. The whole it’s not you, it’s me, which as she was only sixteen she was still old enough to know it was a lie. If it wasn't a lie they would like her, granted it was something small like she was too tall, too short, a better quidditch player, she wasn’t a brunette or French, or in this case not five years older granted when she was of age, and working in the ministry she very much doubted it would matter, the point being she was simply not what he wanted right now in this moment, sadly that is all that mattered.

Looking at him she smiled took another drink before pushing the half drank glass away towards Edgar. Leaning back in the chair she surveyed him and offered him a soft smile as there was no chance in holding a grudge against an apologetic man much less one as cute as Kay, regardless if only saw her as a kid.

“Well I may not be the future Mrs. Dillion, can’t hold dreams against a girl. But I must say I will eventually grow up Kay.“ Auggie watched as the man before her literally bristled up, and as if suddenly a cork was pulled, and all kindness and hospitality drained before her. Just then a shadow drew forth on their festivities a professor no less, and not just any professor either no this one was the Head of Slytherin.

Auggie being more of a brain than people gave her credit to be she observed the obvious tension between the two, knowing one thing was sure.. She was busted, and had every right to be punished something she wouldn't object too. However when she caught the quip in Kay’s direction she being of that classic badger personality went into defending mode loyal in a way that only a Badger could be she smiled at Professor Avery.

“There is a slight age difference Professor several years in fact Kay is a friend of my families.. He wouldn't dream of taking advantage of a young girl. Though I must say it’s a rather creepy revelation into your personality that was the first thing you thought of..” Auggie arched a brow and offered a glass of wine to the professor. “ Would you care for a glass?” Pulling the wine bottle out of fern’s fighting limbs as it struggled to hold on to it.

[SLOAN AVERY]

Sloan sat calmly and continued to take drags from his cigarette, after about two long drags he put it out by smashing against Kay's boot as he had his feet kicked up on the table Sloan the proceeded to say " Your right Kay these things can kill". He then turned to the hufflepuff girl who had offered him wine and said " well now trying to bribe a professor with libations, you just keep stacking the cards against yourself". Sloan puuting on a show knew he had no authority over this girl outside the castle but perhaps she didn't know this, plus he was having fun scaring her.

Sloan spoke once again firing a quip at Kay this time" of course I can do nothing now but once on school grounds is a completely different situation all together" Sloan getting fired up that Kay still failed to show him the respect he deserved,Sloan refused to be upstaged by a low level auror.He glared at Kay with fire in his eyes and remarked "I'm guessing you remember our school days together Kay?" Sloan had made kays first year quite unbearable, he even went as far as to talk Kay into talking to the girl he desired only to embarrass him in front of her.Sloan then said "Ahh the good old days".

The whole time Sloan had spent rustling feathers he hadn't bothered to notice that the plant the hufflepuff girl had on the table was slowly working it's vines towards the bottle of wine once again,Sloan said to auggie"looks like you plant has a drinking problem".Sloan chuckled under his breath at his own joke even though he knew it wasn't particularly funny,Sloan called out over the crowd to the bartender "How about a round for me and my pals" Sloan looked at the other bodies at the table and said " we might as well have some drinks while we are here".

[KAY DILLON]

Kay smiled sadly looking suddenly fascinated with the grain of the wooden table. “Just don’t grow up too quickly” he muttered softly to himself. Kay smiled at Aug’s response, the girl thankfully had spunk. Sloan, well Sloan was just a greasy creep who clearly had an inferiority complex. “Coming from you though I shouldn’t be surprised that you would jump to a conclusion like that” he said darkly, giving Sloan an ice cold look. Kay glared at Sloan when he put out his cigarette on his boot. Thank goodness the boots were dragonhide and had put up with much worse things than a bit if cigarette ash. “Very mature” he said in a sarcastic tone. 

“Sure but I’m fairly certain what she does at a family party is none of your business” he added. “Aahh yes the good old days” he said grinning. Kay was not about to tell Sloan that the girl he had embarrassed him infront of in first year had actually eventually ended up dating him in his third year. She had been pretty a bit vapid though. Pity though it had eventually come to light that a big reason for her dating him in the first place had been in order to copy his History of Magic essays. It was funny though all Sloan’s bullying in his first year had caused him to develop a tough skin and a light hearted attitude. He rarely took himself too seriously because of his humiliation in first year, it had made him realise that the worst that could happen when talking to a girl he liked was crashing and burning. Kay wasn’t about to give Sloan any credit for that though, but he did find it ironic that in his attempt to embarrass him Sloan had just made Kay eventually more confident.

“I think Edgar needs some more wine” he said grinning at Aug. “Well done Captain Obvious” he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. At Sloan’s next words Kay almost immediately stood up and left. It would be a cold day in hell before he would be ‘pals’ with Sloan let alone share a drink with him. The one thing keeping him there was Aug, he just could not leave her alone with this creep. He glanced at Aug to see what her reaction to Sloan’s suggestion would be. Something told Kay butterbeer would be the safest option at this moment. “I’ll just be having a butterbeer, still on stand by” he said, the excuse actually being not one hundred percent honest. All Aurors were expected to be able to assist in any messy situations if needed. The cuts at the ministry meant there wasn’t always enough on duty Aurors so at times off duty aurors would be expected to assist in emergencies.

(O.O.C: Sorry about the sucky reply)

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

Augustine had no idea that it was possible to dislike someone as quickly as she was finding herself disliking Professor Sloan. It had nothing to do with the fact that he had literally just threatened discipline on her twice, Auggie was a firm believer in disciplinary actions, and never ever attempted to shuck an action taken against her when she was found in the wrong of something. In her mind it was consequence for wrong doing and necessary to build character so it wasn’t the not so veiled threat that he presenting.

No her dislike came from his uncouth, classless behavior that he was presenting publically, as this was a professor from her school, and till now she had looked at him with the same respect she offered all those charged with the duty of education. Sadly he was acting like no educator she knew of. He had just interceded in a private conversation, and proceeded to insult the person she was conversing with.

Part of her assumed already that he was intoxicated, because that was a logical assumption when faced with a professor who was acting on the same level as thirteen year old mean girl, she didn’t know if it was personal insecurity issues but she assumed it was something along those lines as only those who had a crippling insecurity proceeded to lash out at others.

Well regardless he really ought to leave his personal shortcomings PERSONAL, and not make them public.. This is hardly the place to self sooth. Go stroke your ego in private like most men do.
She arched her brow and looked at him in the way she been taught to handle all nuisances, it was with that upper crust class she arched her brow and corrected his assumptions of bribing..

“You’re a professor, and that is normally a position I respect. I wouldn’t attempt to bribe you anymore than I would attempt to bribe a peace keeper. I was simply making an offer of hospitality you have joined us, invited or not your now sitting with us means I should least offer to share.. Please don’t assume an act of politeness as anything more.. You might be capable of such deeds, but it doesn’t mean I have been raised to lower myself to that standard of class. But as you have so rudely infringed upon our company you will be expected to handle yourself with even a marginal amount of behavior that your position as a professor and ADULT should demand.. That means from here on out, there will be no more talk of the good old days when you assumed you were a god.. Because when I SAY no-one really cares I MEAN no one really gives two tosses what you might have been capable of in your prime. Those who whisper of glory days are thought of wash ups.. CERTAINLY that is not what your wishing to accomplish right.. SO for the good of your reputation I strongly suggest you curb your conversation to Weather, Sports, and such.. If you are incapable of even that I suggest you simply refrain from speaking.. “

Looking back at Kay she blinked several time as if not fully comprehending the extent of what was before her. She smiled softly and apologized to him for having to hear her chastise someone publicly. Looking at the plant in question she offered her hand to Edgar who green lush leaves feeling like soft suede grazed her skin softly taking hold of her hand and pulled it towards where the wine lay discarded on the table. Her brow arched in curiosity as she openly pondered the plant having an addictive personality that could make it more prone to intoxication.

“Do you think the transition from the greenhouses to becoming a house plant could have put him over the edge and sent him on his path for Drinking.. I don’t remember him being all guzzle guzzle prior.. I’d hate to think I’ve done this to him… You think he perhaps needs a friend, I don’t know what I’d do if I was all lonely.. I’d probably be passed out on a table top with fire whiskey labels all over me..” Looking back at Professor Avery she attempted civility yet again.. “Thank you for suggesting he might have a problem I’ll look into it, perhaps it can be cured before Edgar makes any permanent destructive choices, and I’ll gladly some ginger lemon tea Ice cold with a stirring of honeysuckle infused honey over ice and gently stirred”

TAG: Sloan
WORDS: 774
NOTES: PHFFT.. I have seen no suckieness that you have spoken of.. You both rock..

[SLOAN AVERY]

Sloans call to the bartender went unheated due to the roar of the patrons enjoying there dismal party,Sloan rose to his feet and looked at the two half-wits before him and gingerly said"looks like I'll have to grab those drink myself" with a fake chuckle shoved his way through the pub till he reached the counter.While preparing to carry the drinks back to the table he decided to teach Kay a lesson for his lack of respect for his elders Sloan Muttered"that nitwit shall bow before me". Sloan then pulled and his wand and quietly cast the Bat-Boogey hex on Kay Collins drink Sloan knew his actions were a tad childdish but he couldn't just out right kill Kay it would ruin his plans. Sloan finally made his way back to his seat and presented the drinks to his fellow wizards that had been in his company tonight and he sat back and began to sip his drink at a steady pace waiting for Kay to pick up his drink and then watch as he indulged and the fun would begin so to get thing in motion Sloan toasted "Good health to all" and then he downed his drink and slammed the glass on the table.[/blockquote][/font]

[KAY DILLON]

Kay felt a surge of pride at Aug’s response to Sloan. The man needed a reality check, no one ever gained respect just because. The world didn’t work like that, never had and never would. Kay smiled at Aug when she looked at him and just simply gave her a thumbs up. The girl had guts that was for certain, getting round to laying into Sloan. He was certain the slimeball wouldn’t appreciate that and would most likely attempt to make her life miserable but Kay also knew from experience that the one way to annoy Sloan was to not give into him.

When Sloan got up to get their drinks, Kay’s eyes didn’t leave him at all. Watching Sloan order the drinks he muttered to Aug “I only trust that git as far as I can throw a troll, which isn’t far at all”. He frowned when he saw Sloan pull out his wand and point it at his butterbeer. He glanced at Aug with a shocked look on his face. “Please tell me I just imagined that and that Sloan didn’t just jinx my drink” he said in shock. How stupid and childish of the man, yet he constantly tried to pull the ‘respect your elders’ card? The man didn’t deserve his respect, he had more respect for goblins than he had for Sloan Avery.

Sloan came back and as he placed Kay’s drink infront of him, Kay frowned at the drink. He watched Sloan down his drink and then was clearly expecting Kay to drink his butterbeer. “You look like you could use another drink Avery, I’ll be back in a moment. Oh and feel free to have your butterbeer” he said grinning and jumped up before Sloan could respond. He ordered himself a butterbeer at the same time. Kay wasn’t about to even bother hexing Sloan’s drink, it just wasn’t worth the effort. 

He walked back to where Aug and Sloan were sitting, placed the firewhisky on the table infront of Sloan, sat back in his seat and took a sip of his butterbeer. As he drank, he almost dared Sloan to make a snarky comment. Maybe it was his mistrust of the man or Sloan’s behaviour towards Kay but Kay was really hoping for Sloan to give him a reason to throw him in Azkaban and throw away the key. Kay was sick of Sloan treating him worse than dirt for no reason other than what it seemed to be the horrendous crime of simply existing. It was time for Sloan to comprehend what he really was dealing with, Kay may act cocky but he was definitely not an idiot. There was a reason he had been in Ravenclaw while at Hogwarts.

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

It was one thing she didn’t tolerate well, blatant rudeness. Which in itself was sort of odd because she herself could be guilty of the same thing.. Just she normally had reason, least that is how she excused the times she had managed to shoot her mouth at someone. Augustine didn’t wander about shooting her mouth off at people she simply didn’t tolerate the attitude of those who thought it was entitlement to treat people cruelly because of their station in life.
So what she had said to Professor Sloan didn’t seem to Auggie as anything brave or just it was in her mind simply something that needed to be said. Looking at Sloan as he prompt himself to obtain a drink she simply just nodded, and hoped that he would find other parties to suit his taste better.
The moment Kay spoke her wide eyed gaze flickered back to his kind features, and thoughts of the un-friendly professor vanished momentarily. “ I think I could throw a troll further than I could trust him… I can only be left to my wild imagination but if this is what he is like in public merlin knows the horrors that occur behind closed doors.
Watching Kay she wondered how many times he had crossed path with a villain like the man at the bar, or worse with a startling revelation she figured the job that Kay had settled in must be a hard one, she knew civil service from the way her grandfather worked with the Ministry, but something told her that the cushion job that her Grandfather had as diplomat, and prominent barrister was something far more appealing that what poor Kay did to keep them safe..
“It must be difficult to do your job.” She offered quizzically, “your hours spent surrounding yourself with the sorted details of the most unsavory sorts. How do you keep your humanity, when surrounded with the dredges of humanity that make the likes of Professor Sloan look like our very own Sir Lancelot?”
Looking down at her hands she offered softly, “ I will never forget this night Kay.. I know its awkward to hang out with me because I’m still a student, but I appreciate it I always will.. I hope that when I’m older and we are working you catching the bad guys, and I prosecuting and locking them away.. I hope even then we will remain friends.”
Before she could say anything more Sloan returned with a drink and as the drinks are set before them she noticed that the butterbeer began to glow a bright neon green. “ wow I’ve never seen the anti-contagion charm work before I heard some students were trying to taint the butter beers with fire whiskey and the charm caused their drinks to change color’s and stain their tongues bright green for months. Most know not to do that here because the charmed glasses.” Mine looks okay though looking at the professor whom might be unpleasant enough but she didn’t him as the type to slip her a mickey.

Reaching for her glass she offered a soft mouthed “thanks” to the professor for her drink. Bringing it to her lips her eyes widen as she saw the cricket floating in it.. Which caused her to scream and out of fright throw the contents of her drink forward across the table at Kay..

[SLOAN AVERY]

Sloan not willing to blather on with the two inept wizards in front of him after here the doe eyed Auggie swoon over kay " i'll never forget this night" he heard Auggie prattle on about the trist a lonesome school girl wishes she could fullfill. Sloan growled "Poor little Augustine always dreaming and never achieving" holding back was just to hard at this point listening to their mundane conversation had given him a head ache. Sloan kicked away from the table as he saw Kay approching with the drink and knew that the hex would make the drink glow and knowing Kay this would irritate him deeply.Sloan's patience had worn very thin as the night droned on as the drull background chatter resonated back and forth within the pub the thing that broke through the drull "like a bird slamming into a glass pane"
A shrill scream from across the table followed by a flying liquid and splash into the face of Kay dillon. Sloan slammed his fist on the table in uproars grandure as he tried to hold back his laughter"By Merlin's beard you two are a riot" Sloan got out of his seat and exclaimed"i've got to hit the lou".

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[KAY DILLON]

Kay smiled at Aug’s words, “I wouldn’t say Lancelot was a sweet and innocent. He has quite an unsavoury reputation of seducing his best friend’s wife” he said unconsciously avoiding her question. “But honestly I don’t know, guess I just keep reminding myself that there is still some good in the world that’s worth fighting for” he admitted. “I hope so as well Aug” he said giving her a small smile. Kay knew he had a tough job, heck just the training to become an Auror was too tough for some to handle. Yet somehow Kay had made it through Auror training and was so far handling his job without it having too much of a negative toll on him.

When Sloan returned and insulted Aug again, Kay just simply glared at Sloan. The man was insufferable, and clearly blind if he believed that Aug was never achieving. Then again Sloan always had thought that he was this amazing super intelligent wizard that should be worshipped and admired. Kay though had always thought he was a narcissistic prick who had no consideration for others. He had very little patience for Sloan’s habit of self-worshipping, and that was most likely his main motivation for avoiding Sloan whenever possible. He just had no patience for dealing with Sloan’s constant degrading of those who weren’t pureblood Slytherins.

Just as Kay set down his butterbeer, Aug let out a scream and threw her drink out. The liquid hit him square in the face. Kay froze for a few seconds, processing what had just happened. “I really hope you have a good reason for throwing a perfectly good drink out on me” he said shaking his head with a smile on his face. He shot a glance at Sloan, “Yep and that was just the first act” he quipped, the liquid still dripping down his face. “You do that” he said as Sloan got up and left. Kay looked at Aug still shaking his head. He picked up a napkin from the table and wiped his face off with it. “Seriously Aug, next time I’m annoying you just tell me. There’s no need to throw drinks” he said, gently teasing her.

[AUGUSTINE A. COREY]

Auggie launched forward wand in hand within seconds a cotton soft handkerchief was cutting through the air aimed at Kay’s face. The golden A.C. embroidered initials gleaming against the soft blue coloring. I’m so sorry… There was a cricket, A really large cricket having a soak in my tea.. I’m sorry Kay.

Looking at Sloan as he muttered his rude comment, arching her brow.. “ yes. I’m sure your one to talk.. I’m sure an incompetent professor that could be replaced with a good book and a student with an ounce of ambition is what you longed to be. Tell me was mediocrity and delusion always a standard for the Avery’s, forgive me but the way history speaks they sounded like they were once upon a time a notable family prone to greatness, and you un-able to have the ability to garner respect from students to teach them.. Oh yes.. I’m sure your one to lecture, I want opinions from you I’ll be sure to ask about things you know Things like burping loudly, and how to make a complete twat of yourself by announcing to a table that you need to go pee. Classy”

Shaking her head “ The oaf Must go make pee pee” She shook her head before returning her glance back to Kay a sly smile on her face.. “Perhaps Lancelot even with his poor choice in women is too good of a compliment. You think we can get lucky and lock him in there.. “