Ramzzy Radulescu
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I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 22:20:32 GMT -5
Jason made his way to charms, sitting down heavily. Today had not been the best start. He had slept through his first class and had just managed to pull himself out of bed for second hour. His hair was a mess and he was trying as hard as he could to keep his eyes open.
Today was not his day.
Quinn? What had ever happened to them? They had slept together and Jason had just lost her. Hadn't seen her since. He just wanted to let her know this didn't change anything between them.
He still remembered he had seen a guy in the marriage stone. Jason still doubted he was gay. He had been with Quinn and had made love to her many times. He hadn't needed to picture a guy to get off either.
Jason put his head to his desk. It was too early in the morning to be questioning his sexuality.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 22:27:20 GMT -5
Philippe grabbed a licorice wand out of his bag and started eating it on the way to Charms. It had already been a full day of classes for him...considering he had woken up late and only been to one class, Transfiguration--where he met the...ridiculousness that called herself Barbie Monet. He rolled his eyes and walked a little slower as he approached a bathroom. He ducked inside and quickly looked in the mirror. A flash of a grin here. Ran his hands through his hair there. He straightened his tie and then quickly ducked out.
The Charms classroom was his least favorite classroom in the entire castle. Maybe it was because he failed miserably at charms. There was just something about it that didn't click for him. He found his seat and threw his bag onto the table, groaning loudly when he saw the large book that had been put on every desk. Advanced Charms for the Advanced NEWT Student. He knew he shouldn't be in this class. He sat down and looked around; next to him, the boy was sitting with his head against the desk.
"I feel the same, mate. What say you we just bail on class?" He joked and leaned back in his chair, peering over the boy at the chalkboard on the other side of the room.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 22:37:17 GMT -5
Jason groaned and slowly raised his head. He thought the few drinks he had to help him go to sleep wouldn't have given him a headache. Thought he wouldn't get a hang over from a few shots. He had been wrong as usual.
"Shh, man, be quite." He opened one eye and peered at the boy beside him. He soon found one eye wasn't enough to check out the boy who was speaking way too loud. He opened both his eyes and allowed them to travel down Philippe's body before he moved to look at the table.
It is too early to be questioning my sexuality. He repeated over and over again.
"I'm Jason. Jason King." He muttered as he put his head back down.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 22:42:34 GMT -5
Philippe continued to try and read the chalkboard, but found that his eye sight was still sh.it without his glasses. He pulled them out of his bag and put them on his face. There it was, Read pages 1100-1200 and write 15 inches on the benefits of the- Philippe groaned and looked away from the words. It was a little too much for him to handle from his least favorite class. He realized suddenly that the boy had introduced himself.
"Jason King. Heureux de vous rencontrer. Good to meet you." Philippe said and extended his arm so that the pair of them could shake hands, but then the boys head was back on the desk and Philippe awkwardly dropped his arm onto the table and tapped his fingers, "I'm Philippe Roux."
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Ramzzy Radulescu
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I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 22:47:45 GMT -5
"Yea, can you just shut up?" Jason said, pulling his head up quickly. He glared at Philippe knowing full well how much he already hated him. This boy was sitting here, not knowing the turmoil he was going through. Jason hated him already. He wasn't gay. He liked pussy.
"I understand you're French an all but really? You are so annoying and I've barely talked to you!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 22:55:15 GMT -5
Philippe was strangely hurt by Jason's words. He was accusatory and dangerously angry at him for no reason. Philippe rolled his eyes at him, "Sorry, garçon. My apologies. I'll try not to bother you any more." He said and raised his hands in an innocent gesture. He didn't want to get into a fight with this boy, and he obviously seemed very hostile toward him. He opened his book and started looking at the pages. There was something seriously wrong with that Jason garçon.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 23:01:40 GMT -5
Jason huffed and slowly pulled his bag up to him he pulled out a Quill and some parchment paper. He shuffled through and groaned. He had forgotten his inkwell this was just perfect.
Jason slowly reached to open up his textbook at the words seemed to swim around him. The hangover and trying to focus on the small text was only giving him an intense headache. He meekly looked over at Philippe with a shy smile. He bit his lip for a moment.
"Hey, Umm, Philippe? Do you... like.. mind reading this too me?" He questioned awkwardly, suddenly staring at Philippe's hair. It was such an exotic color. Jason reached out and touched it for a moment.
Once he realized what he was doing he pulled his hand back quickly, wide-eyed.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 23:07:54 GMT -5
Philippe looked up and stared at Jason for a moment when he asked if he could read the text to him. Philippe was about to give him some long drawn out explanation about how he couldn't read to him because he had something else to do, but then Jason was playing with his hair. Philippe stared at him, his eyes slightly wider than they should be. Was Jason...flirting with him? The boy looked just as shocked as he was. Philippe thought about it for a moment; he wasn't necessarily gay. But he wasn't necessarily gay either. He liked to think of sexual orientation as more of a coloring book...a very experimental coloring book. In which you could play inside the lines or out, coloring with which ever color you'd like. He smiled to himself.
"Right. Sure." Philippe said and opened his book, flipping to the page that the reading was supposed to start on, "Cleaning Charms are easy enough to understand when you realize that they are only used to-" The chapter continued, detailing the cleaning charms and their uses. During the middle of the chapter, Philippe's hand brushed Jason's as he went to turn the page. He decided to ignore it.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 23:19:46 GMT -5
Jason was grinning like a fool the entire time. He liked the sound of Philippe's voice. His accent was to die for. A couple times he found himself dangerously close to giggling. He stopped himself though. Giggling was not something men do; gay or not.
Jason got bored half way through and started tenting his fingers, trying to fight his boredom. Once Philippe paused Jason put his hand over Philippe's to stop him from turning the page.
"Philippe I'm bored." Jason whined and looked at Philippe from under his eyelashes before he heaved a huge sigh.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 23:24:44 GMT -5
Philippe looked over at Jason and wrinkled his nose slightly, "How could you possible be bored, Monsieur? I mean...what could possibly be more riveting then the use of Cleaning Charms to clean muggle fish tanks?" He winked slightly and then shook his head, "Alright, you're bored. What would you like to do instead, Monsieur King?" He smiled brightly at Jason. Yes. This was definitely flirting, he was sure of that now. He looked up and caught the eye of the professor. Everyone else was still reading, it would be obvious if they just got up and walked out.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 23:28:57 GMT -5
Have hot wild desk sex. Jason's mind answered for him and his eyes popped wide. What... what the hell was he think. Suddenly he was leaning away from Philippe. He slowly regained his composure before leaning back.
"I don't know. Something a bit more interesting than this?" Jason reached over Philippe and righted the book so it stood up, blocking Jason. He smiled a sly grin. "We could do anything."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 23:36:56 GMT -5
"Anything indeed." Philippe said and leaned forward to look at him more closely. Jason was finely chiseled, not exactly Philippe's type--he normally went for the more foreign looking people--but he was something else. There was something about him. He was so...eager. Philippe couldn't quite place why. Maybe it was the fact that he looked like he had never done this before. Or maybe it was just that smile. That da.mn attractive smile. He leaned forward a little bit more, the space between them dwindling.
Bam. Someone had pushed the book down onto the table. Quinn was staring at them both from in front of the desk. Philippe groaned, "Emory... What are you doing?" He greeted cooly and then leaned back away from Jason and turned his attention back to Quinn. Then around the room, the entire rest of the class had disappeared and he wondered what had happened to them all.
"Roux. King." There was something different about Quinn. Something a little harder about the way that she carried herself. She wasn't glaring at him, and didn't even seem that surprised to see the two of them together, "I need to talk to you."
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
Posts: 718
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 23:46:08 GMT -5
Jason pulled away quickly, looking up at Quinn in surprise. He looked around with jerky movements. What the hell had happened to everyone? He had been so entranced. He had been so close to kissing him. Would he have regretted it? Would he have liked it? Jason would never know. He clenched his teeth and ran a hand through his hair. Under the table Jason's hand found Philippe's thigh.
"What do you need to say, Riddle?" He questioned as he looked at her. He may have wanted to see her but this was the wrong time that he wanted to see her.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2012 23:52:37 GMT -5
Philippe's expression remained unchanged even though he could clearly feel Jason's hand on his thigh. He knew that Jason and Quinn had a relationship a long time ago and he was certain that this was going to be a juicy conversation. He patted Jason's hand absentmindedly and then ran his thumb over his knuckles. He was comfortable.
Quinn shot daggers at Philippe, but it was obvious that the redheaded french boy wasn't going to leave them in private, so she pulled a chair up to the desk and sat there, staring him down, "Quinn. Quinn is fine." She muttered first of all, "Jason..." She wasn't sure what she was trying to say...how she was going to say it, "I'mpregnantandit'syours." She blurted. Right. Blurting it out works too. She thought to herself and cursed. Why couldn't she be more subtle like everyone else? That had never been her strong suit.
Philippe grinned wickedly at the two of them, wondering what would be said next, "I'm going to make a guess that It's Kings, corriger?" He looked at Jason and winked.
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Ramzzy Radulescu
Slytherin
7th Year
I know I'm not perfect... but I'm so close it scares me.
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Post by Ramzzy Radulescu on Apr 8, 2012 23:56:55 GMT -5
Jason's hand tightened on Philippe's thigh as he stared at her. Pregnant. Again. Not like he ever bothered to see his first child either. He had to be the worst dad in history. Maybe that was one of the pros of being gay. You wouldn't have to worry about children.
Jason slowly lowered his head to his hand and ran it through his hair. He sucked in a deep breath as he stuck his tongue in his cheek. "So, what're planning on doing with it?" He tried to act civil and e took calming breathes. This was the last thing he needed at the moment.
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