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[07 Jul 2013|08:01pm] |
"You'll get over it." Cepheus told him, shaking his head. "You'll date someone else. Someone you don't think of as a simple whore who would get drunk and stoned and let a bunch of men fuck him."
Cepheus tried to hold it back, but he burst into tears again, collapsing on himself. He wanted to die.
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Cepheus wasn't something James was going to get over, and he knew that, but he wanted to do as he was told. Do what Cepheus wanted him to do instead of what he wanted. Even if ever instinct in his body wanted to rush to Cepheus and comfort him. "I love you," he whispered. "I'm so sorry, Phe. Please believe me." He touched Cepheus's hair and then left the room, running down to Scorpius. "Go help him before he hurts himself," he pleaded. "I'm sorry, Scorpius."
Scorpius scowled at James, reaching out and shoving him. "Go away, James. Cepheus deserves better." He ran up the stairs to his brother's room.
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[29 May 2013|08:33pm] |
James and Cepheus were going on their first date. They had agreed that it was a date and James couldn't get the car from his father because his father disapproved of him, but he'd taken the bus to Cepheus's house and he was going to pick him up and take him on an adventure on the tube to the restaurant or something. Cepheus was used to driving around in cars anyway. He could use a break from it. And, okay, it was raining, but James had an umbrella.
He knocked on the door to the Malfoy's massive house, hoping Cepheus was waiting for him, and tried not to cringe when Cepheus's father answered the door. Didn't they have a butler or something? "Uh, hey," he said. "Is Cepheus ready to go?"
Draco didn't approve of Cepheus's life choices. He'd come around to Oliver. Oliver had been a decent enough bloke. A little old, but nice, and seemingly harmless enough. He had done his best to impress him and Charlie and there were enough similarities between him and Charlie that Draco was willing to let the age difference slide and let Cepheus be happy, for once. But now Cepheus wasn't with Oliver. He was with James Potter, who was all over Gossip Girl for being a playboy and Draco hated it. He raised an eyebrow at Potter's question, trying to do his best impression of his own father. "He's in his room," he said. "Come in. If you and Cepheus are going to date, we should be reintroduced."
"Should we?" James asked. He felt like he'd met Draco Malfoy more than enough times. "You know me," he said, attempting his best smile. "Cepheus and I have known each other since we were little kids."
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[12 Apr 2013|03:39pm] |
Draco's residual guilt over sleeping with Draven meant that Charlie was getting his way a lot more now. Like the whole camping debacle. Draco definitely would have found a way to get out of spending a weekend in the woods, sleeping on the ground in a flimsy nylon tent, if he hadn't still felt like a dick for fucking Charlie's ex. And now there was this, agreeing to have dinner in some diner Charlie insisted was good, but that looked like it would definitely give Draco food poisoning. "So it's just... sandwiches and things?" he asked, walking into the place with Charlie and looking around, trying to give it a chance. It was just, he knew such nice places that he could take Charlie. "This looks --" And then he froze, confused, and pulled away from Charlie to walk up to one of the booths because this was the last place on earth Narcissa Black should be, and he had no idea who the boy she was with was. "Mum?"
Narcissa had been having a very nice time with Thor. They'd gone for a walk in the park and around the city, and then he'd driven her to the diner on his motorbike. It was very romantic and sweet and Narcissa was eating a burger and chips and drinking a milkshake, which was very unlike her. When Draco came up to them she nearly choked. She definitely hadn't mentioned that her children were about the same age as Thor when she'd talked about them. "Draco," she said, forcing herself to swallow the chip in her mouth. "Darling, what are you doing here?"
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[11 Apr 2013|09:06pm] |
 
It had been a week since Pansy had even seen Theodore. Since Neville had posted the pictures of him on Gossip Girl. She'd been nice and not sent the completely naked one, but some of them were suggestive. And some of them had her in them as well. So it wasn't as if she hadn't hurt herself in the process.
Still, it was better than her sex tape being released. She ran a hand through her hair to make sure it still looked nice, then entered the building of Theodore's penthouse. She waited outside of his bedroom, having used her spare key to get in. She chewed at her bottom lip, then took a deep breath and walked into the room where he was. She looked at him and he looked like a drunken mess.
"Theodore." Pansy looked him over. "You haven't been at school."
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[08 Apr 2013|02:02am] |
Thoreau wormed his way through the crowded school hallway, making a b-line for Pansy, standing surrounded by a circle of her closest followers. Who were about to get a text alert. Thoreau didn't know when Gossip Girl had started giving out warnings, but obviously Pansy hadn't got one or she wouldn't be standing in the middle of a very public hallways, ruling the coop like nothing was wrong.
He touched her arm. "Pansy, I need to talk to you," Thoreau said, glancing at the girls and then stepping closer to her, lowering his voice. "We need to go. Now. We need time to think up a strategy."
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[26 Mar 2013|06:50pm] |
Narcissa had the house to herself. Normally she went to hotels to get what she needed, but she'd been debating back and forth all day about inviting her new favourite to come visit her at the house and finally given in to the urge, calling the agency to see if Thor was free to pay her a visit and have a sleep over. Not meeting people in a hotel made the fact that she was paying for sex feel a little less despicable too. Thor had been so nice about it.
She did dismiss the servants for the night, then spend an hour getting ready for him to come over. Maybe Lucius would die an early death and one day she could have lovers who didn't cost money to invite over for the night. Narcissa got out an expensive bottle of wine and some chocolates, waiting in the parlour and doing her best not to chew her nails while she waited for Thor to ring the bell.
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[23 Mar 2013|05:15pm] |
 
Radley smiled as he carried Lucy's bag to the rendevous point. He was glad that she was coming along with him, even if she hadn't broke up with Mason. He wrapped an arm around her and kissed her forehead. "I think that you'll really like Charlie. He'd have to be good to get Draco to settle. Right?"
Charlie liked how nervous and pouty Draco seemed to be about the whole camping thing. It was adorable, really. He leaned in and kissed him softly. "Calm down. You'll be sleeping in a tent with me. It's not that horrible, is it?" He asked, putting the tents on top of the truck he'd borrowed from Bill. "It'll be fun. And you'll have friends here."
Rooney was carrying both his bags and Thoreau's. Plus, Joey had demanded that she be able to go with them. Something about needing the life experience in case she ever got lost in the woods. He glanced down at her, then at Thoreau and grinned. "We're going to have a lot of fun. I promise. She's used to being around drunk people, at least."
Pansy chewed at her bottom lip and glanced at Theodore. "We were invited as a couple. I figured it was only appropriate if we go as one. Even if it's as friends. Have you ever been camping before?" She asked, smoothing her dress down.
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[19 Mar 2013|11:24pm] |
"So are you and Theo back together now?" Thoreau asked, running his fingers through Pansy's hair as they sat together in his flat. Well, while he sat and Pansy lay down practically in his lap. He looked down at her. "I'm still annoyed at him, even if you've forgiven him. I'm surprise Gossip Girl hasn't said anything."
He leaned down and kissed Pansy's forehead. Being her gay friend was so much nicer than being her boyfriend. Thoreau felt weirdly closer to her now. The fact that they'd had sex might have something to do with that too. He wasn't sure. Thoreau looked down at her. "I was just getting used to having you around all the time again. I think we should go to a gay club tonight. I've never been to a gay club with anyone but Rooney and that was basically so he could get me fucked by his friends."
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[15 Mar 2013|02:23am] |
Thor was a little nervous about his first gig. Especially because of what he'd chosen to do as a profession. He didn't really have much of a choice, coming from a poor fisherman's family who had no chance of getting into any university. So, he was a seventeen year old prostitute. Or giggolo. He wasn't sure which he was referred to as, other than whore.
He'd been instructed to wear a nice suit and showed up at the hotel room. He slid the card in the key register and stepped inside. "Hello, Miss Black." He said, his voice quiet as he peered into the room.
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[11 Feb 2013|08:00pm] |
Thoreau figured what everyone needed, after Blaise coming back and everyone freaking out over it, was a distraction. So he was having a party because he and Theo were friends again and could get all the booze and drugs they needed to throw a really good one. Blaise would probably crash it eventually, but nobody had invited him and Thoreau was pretty sure him appearing in public with his boyfriend and basically coming out to everyone who wasn't one of his close friends was going to be enough of a distraction to keep Blaise from stealing the spot light.
He sat on the couch beside Pansy and Theo, reaching out and touching Pansy's hair automatically, because she'd been his girlfriend for a long time and they were best friends and he was gay now, so it was okay for him to still touch her. "I'm glad you're going to get to meet Radley tonight. Neville and Daphne should be here soon. Is Draco coming?"
"Draco should stay home," Theo said, shaking his head. "All anyone will talk to him about tonight is Blaise, and you know Blaise is going to crash the party."
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[05 Feb 2013|11:32pm] |
Lucy was having a moment. On the one hand, she really liked Mason. Like, a lot. She'd agreed to be his girlfriend and she didn't really do things like that very easily. She didn't trust her father and her mother's faith in him disturbed her. Especially when he'd obviously shagged Pansy Parkinson in some kind of trade off for Draco's safety, because Draco was still in the house even after shagging a porn star professor.
So on the one hand, Mason was cool and she liked him a lot. On the other hand, she'd googled him to find pictures of him and his band and had found his Instagram instead. And all the pictures of Mason and his ex-girlfriend who had not been an ex for nearly as long as Lucy had been led to believe and now Lucy got to feel like the shitty rebound girl because actually she and the ex had a lot in common, look-wise. This was why she didn't do boyfriends. Lucy sat in a pub, waiting for Mason, who was just home from his tour. She should have discussed whether or not to bring up the ex-girlfriend with Neville before she came out. He'd know what to do.
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[27 Jan 2013|11:47pm] |
Bill didn't normally listen to his mother when she nagged him about being worried about Charlie. He was usually pretty certain that his brother, despite not dating a nice girl, was okay. He'd thought the worried phone calls would end -- or at least slow down -- when Charlie landed his fancy teaching position at the outrageously expensive prep school Neville Longbottom attended, but no. That had unleashed a whole new kind of nagging onto Bill because Charlie had gotten fired for sleeping with an infamously slutty student.
And they'd managed to keep the whole porn star thing from her until now too. It was a headache. Bill wasn't surprised that Charlie hadn't rushed home to explain himself to their mother. He would have fled the country if he was in his brother's shoes. After watching the photographers mill around across the street from Charlie's building for a bit, Bill went in. He knocked on Charlie's door after jogging up the stairs, holding a tin of biscuits in his other hand.
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[14 Jan 2013|12:05am] |
Chemistry was one of Thoreau's best classes. It was a lot like cooking. You followed a recipe and paid attention to all the intricate little steps and in the end you got exactly what you wanted from it. Plus, he was pretty good at math too so that never threw him off. The only thing that was a problem now was that he and Pansy had been lab partners since they'd started dating. They'd been having lecture classes up until today and it hadn't mattered, but Snape wasn't the sort of professor who let you switch partners because of a break up.
He sighed as he sat next to Pansy, trying not to think about her screwing his best friend. "Hey," he said. "You're here."
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[21 Dec 2012|02:59am] |
Radley had not expected a call from Thoreau so soon after their last session. Espsecially after what had happened with the two of them. But, the other boy had sounded pretty desperate. And with him sounding so desperate, he felt like he had to oblige.
He showed up at Thoreau's house again and looked himself over in the mirror of his car before he walked up and knocked on the door again.
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[14 Dec 2012|02:59am] |
Pansy was once again trying to avoid Theodore Nott. Part of her didn't want to, especially today, when she'd spent all day texting Thoreau and had barely gotten a response. But, they were working things out. She was going to be a good girlfriend and not do anything to jeopardize their relationship.
Which was why she was thankful for the weekend. She'd spent most of her day shopping and waiting for Thoreau to text back. She was having a salad for lunch and staring down at her phone. But, then she saw someone approach her table. She looked up and arched a brow. "I see not even stalking is below you, Nott. Are you having me followed or checking the sightings list on Gossip Girl?"
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[22 Nov 2012|08:46pm] |
Charlie was doing his best to balance both drinking coffee and looking up at the giant building he was apparently supposed to go inside. It was a bit too much of a flat for a person to live in, he thought. He tilted his head to the side and let out a sigh, then stepped inside the building.
After struggling with a guard, he slipped into the elevator and rode it up, surprised when it opened into a foyer. "Hello?"
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