Re: The Library: Behind a Bookshelf

[Guest]

Okay, Pansy. I've spent forever trying to come up with a reason for Sirius to brave a library, I have. I just can't find one. You know, when I said to post us anywhere, I should have been slightly more specific- AS IN, ANYWHERE SIRIUS WOULD EVER GO WITH FREE WILL! Anyway, the only logical thing I've come up with is that Sirius is running away from McGoogles, whom he's just told would look less like a wrinkled old bat if she got a boob job, and promptly bursts in through the back door of the library, ducking for cover, and promptly running directly into Pansy. "OOF! Ow, table, why are you in my way-- oh. You're not a table, you're a PERSON! Oh, shit, you're a Pansy. I was going to apologize, but that's ridiculous. How's it going, my least favorite Slytherin bitch queen?" he asked, still laying flat on top of her, after knocking her over. YUP, I WENT THERE.

[Remus Lupin]

OMG WAIT WUT? SIRIUS IS IN THE LIBRARY!? *snaps picture of him*

[Guest]

I DON'T EVEN KNOW
I
DON'T
KNOW

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

I KNOW I'M SORRY, I SHOULD HAVE PICKED SOMEWHERE ELSE, but it's too funny to have Sirius in a library. It's like... *brainmelt* Anyway, Pansy glared up at whatever idiot just knocked her over onto the ground, and she was even further displeased to find that it was indeed Sirius Black who she hated more than probably anyone else except for Hermione Granger. Just because. She gave him the icy bitch queen stare of death as he stayed on top of her and didn't get up on his own, so she shoved him to the side instead, sitting up and straightening her shirt. "Lovely, and even better now that I've gotten to be pinned to the ground by my least favorite Gryffindor dumbass."
So she just sort of sat there on the ground.
Like this. Except sort of with more clothes. *blinks*

[Draco Malfoy]

.................................................................

what is this?

[Guest]

Oh. More clothes. Well, that's no fun. Eowyn might have to go for a bit, so sorry if she disappears. I'll be back, I swear. Just might be in a few hours. Sirius rolls his eyes at Pansy, and scowls at her. "I'm not a fucking dumbass, I tripped. That doesn't make me dumb," he said, sticking his tongue out at her, which now has a tongue stud, because Eowyn just feels like giving him one now. He got it done over the weekend at Hogsmeade or something, alright? Something new to show Remus and James and Peter. Sirius pulls himself to his feet, and immediately pulls a mirror out of his pocket along with a comb, to fix his hair, and does so, completely ignoring Pansy until every last strand is perfectly in place again. "Ah, much better. Anyway, where was I? Oh, right, I was reminding myself how much I hate you. What the hell are you doing in my way, anyway?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco is hiding out somewhere in here watching Pansy because stalking her is actually his new hobby. See he's not sleeping anymore or eating because he's a violent depressed little fucker so he's just going to follow her around. Charming.

[Guest]

Omg, Draco, you stalker! Don't worry, we just wanted to hate on each other like good ol' times. *blinks*

[Draco Malfoy]

I don't trust you. On any account.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Yeah, well, yes, there are more clothes. Sirius will not be seeing Pansy in less clothes than her uniform. And that's fine, just whenever. I'm around all night. I feel that is a bit creepy for him to be 'hiding and watching'. Maybe Pansy would find it endearing if she didn't hate him right now. "Oh, but you are a dumbass. Can't even stay on your own two feet." She shook her head slowly. "What a shame." She stared in some kind of unamused interest as he paused everything to fix his hair. Pansy took the moment to get up off the ground, picking up her book and her wand which she had dropped. "I was just standing in the library minding my own business until your directional abilities of a baboon sent you barreling into me. What the hell are you even doing in the library? I always figured this was the one place I'd never have to worry about seeing your git self." She crossed his arms and continued to scowl at him, but in a moment of diversion flicked her wand toward him, creating a small wind that flipped his hair that he had painstakingly perfected all over the place again.

[Guest]

[I FEEL THE LOVE TAM, I FEEL THE LOVE. GOOD TO KNOW. But really lol do you not remember how much Pansy and Sirius hated each other in 1.0? We're rekindling old hatreds for an epic duel, basically. I CANNOT WAIT OMG OGM GOMGO.]

Sirius thinks Draco is a total creep, creeping on Pansy. Eowyn feels that it's appropriate that one of Tam's characters be a creeping creeper. Eowyn did hope Draco had more self respect than that, but you know, I suppose I can see him being seriously clingy and having nothing better to do with his time, without a Crabbe and Goyle and all. Sirius, anyway, does not see Draco, as he's too busy being SUPER mature and sticking his tongue out Pansy, until she fucks up his hair again. "What the hell? Merlin, and I thought you couldn't get any fucking pettier," he growled, ripping his mirror back out to adjust his hair, while shooting her nasty looks over the mirror. "And I'm not directionally challenged, I was clearly very distracted, and if you must know, I had no intentions of coming in here in the first place, it just happened to make a great hiding spot, because as you've said, it's the last place anyone would expect to find me, and I don't really want McGoogles to find me at the moment," he explained, putting his comb and mirror away. "And if you fuck up my hair again, I'll take that wand of yours, and shove it somewhere you won't find particularly pleasant. Though you know, being a dirty Slytherin bitch like yourself, who knows, you might enjoy that sort of thing," he replied scathingly, his lips curling into a nasty smile.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

HELL YEAHHHHHH. DUEL'S GONNA BE AWESOME. Pansy is excited to duel again.

Ashley read 'pettier' as 'prettier' and was really freaked out for a second there. Luckily I reread and was thrilled when I noticed my super reading skills had failed me. Pansy was watching Sirius fuss over his hair and glare at her and ramble on, a quite amused expression across her face. She was outright smirking at him by the time he'd fixed his hair again and was putting his comb and mirror away, pointedly ignoring his last statement because anyone who knew Pansy at all knew that she was the furthest thing from a dirty slut that there was. She was interested in one boy and one boy only, and now even that was questioned. Regardless, she continued to smirk at Sirius until he stopped talking. "You worry over your hair and chatter on about pointless shit more than most girls I know, Black. And it's really quite unfortunate that your threats aren't all that threatening anymore. I think you've lost your touch." Generally, Pansy would have left after his little comment about shoving her wand where the light don't shine, but she'd changed over the past few months. She wasn't the same girl he'd argued with last year, and the hours in the DADA classroom had given her a new confidence she found that she enjoyed having.

[Guest]

OMG PRETTIER. NO. SIRIUS IS NOT FOCUSING ON THAT EVEN IF EOWYN THINKS PANSY IS REALLY HOT. ER, I MEAN SNAPE. NOT EOWYN, SNAPE. *lies*

"What, you think my threats are empty? Don't think I've got some sense of chivalry or shit, because I wouldn't think twice about teaching a bitch like you a lesson, female or not. And why wouldn't I worry about my hair, I happen to like it being fucking gorgeous, thanks, I'd much rather spend time on it then look like Snape, or something," he snapped, laughing coldly as he thought of Snivellus. "Then again, I've seen you hanging around the slimy git-- perhaps you're into that greasy look. I always knew you were a freak, but even I thought you possibly above that," he scoffed, flipping his own beautiful hair out of habit.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

"Teaching me a lesson?" She pretended to look scared for a moment, before she laughed openly at him. She just stared on in silence again, amazed at just how much he talked and just how arrogant of an ass he sounded like when he did. "Funny how you talk like you know me. And there you go again, jabbering on. One day, that'll be your downfall." She nodded, crossing her arms and leaning gently against the shelf beside her as she watched him playing with his hair. Ridiculous.

[Guest]

"What, me talking? How original, like I haven't heard that one before-- tell me, are you taking your insults from McGoogles, because she tells me on a daily basis that my mouth's going to be what gets me in trouble, yet somehow, I'm still perfectly free," he laughed, more thinking of McGonagall, than at Pansy. "But yeah, I think a dumb shit like you could use a lesson or twenty, how about lessons in you know, not being a bitch? Because seriously, it's pathetic that you have to resort to things like mocking my hair, which you're obviously just jealous of," he said, using the most arrogant tone he could possibly manage.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

"Oh, that's exactly it. I am. Mine is just so terribly full of split ends and..." She picked up a strand and glanced at it, feigning distress with a dramatic sigh before she flicked it away over her shoulder. "It's just unfortunate that you have so much better hair than me. I guess that's why I'm not a whore and sleeping around, because my hair's so terrible. Otherwise I could be like you, sleeping with anything that has a pair of legs. Oh... wait." She paused, looking at him with a impish smile. "My mistake. You don't get any. I wonder why not. Is the hair compensating for something, Black?"

[Guest]

"Right, I don't get any. That's why I've got like, three dates this weekend alone, and the Gryffindor cheerleading squad ready to jump my jock at any given moment. Uh, for your information, little nosy bitch Pansy, I was turning cheerleaders down, because I had my eye on someone in particular, and no, I didn't get any, not because I'm inadequate, but because the hottest, most fantastic girl in this school had to go home sick for a while, and as you can see, I'm not particularly happy about it, so you can quit meddling, alright, bitch? Please, like a guy like ME needs to compensate," he replied, openly laughing at that last bit. "And no, I don't sleep with anything with a pair of legs-- I wouldn't fuck an ugly freak like you if you paid me a million galleons."

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

"Big talk for a little man." Pansy laughed as he was so quick to defend himself, offering far more examples than she even bothered to listen to, not caring how many girls it seemed were ready to 'jump his jock', she still thought he was an imbecile. "How'd she get sick? Did you get too close to her, start hitting on her? I bet she had to go home to recover from that one. I do hope she's alright." She sounded sincere, as if she were talking about someone recovering from a very serious injury, something life-threatening even. "And of course you wouldn't, because first off I'd never give you a million galleons, secondly I'm worth far more than that, and thirdly, I'm pretty sure you'd end up a eunuch before you even considered something like that with me."

[Guest]

I love us. It's so hard not to use decent insults, but I honestly think Sirius wouldn't be bright enough to think of them, so I'm stuck biting my tongue -facepalm- If only I were using Snape right now, he'd be so much snarkier, bahaha.

Sirius is not amused in the least by Pansy talking about Alice like that, and has to restrain himself from simply thwapping her, because Sirius is the type to talk with his fists, not his mouth, when he's pissed off. "She seemed to enjoy snogging me plenty, before she got sick with some disease I can't pronounce, and I don't even know if she'll be alright, so you can quit being a nasty cunt, before I relocate this book up your ass, because I happen to care about her," he growled, snatching a rather large book off the shelf. Oh, hey, look Molly, Sirius just admitted he cared about Alice, go alert the media! "Please, you're not worth shit, and that blonde pretty boy you follow around like a fucking puppy knows it too-- do you know, you make for great material to mock, around the Gryffindor table-- it's pathetic, the way you grovel after him. You couldn't get laid if you spread your legs for free. Maybe that's the source of your bitchiness, a good hard fuck is what you need! A pity nobody's desperate enough to want a go with you."

[Scorpius Malfoy]

[First off, Pansy is probably not gonna like the word cunt. And... Scorpius would so do her.]

[Sirius Black]

["I SHIP SANSY! I SHIP SANSY!"- Rad]

[Scorpius Malfoy]

[HAHAHAHHA. I love you.]

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

HAHAHA I LOVE US TOO XD Pansy is still increasing in bamfness so I've got to tone her back a bit here and there as well. It's almost too bad Pansy and Sev get along so well, because that would be one hell of a back and forth if that ever happened. Also, yeah, there's a list of guys who would do her, but oblivious Pansy is oblivious and can't bring that to the attention of Sirius when she doesn't even realize it. *shakes head*

"Well, if she got sick after snogging you, you should probably get that checked out pretty soon before you spread it any more. Sharing isn't actually caring in those situations." She simply rolled her eyes at his threats again, as she couldn't take him seriously after she'd just watched him spend so long arranging his hair. Twice. She nearly pulled her wand out when he called her a nasty cunt, because that sort of shit just didn't fly with her. She'd only been called that once before, and she'd punched Draco for it. Why she didn't punch Sirius right now she wasn't sure, but it probably had to do with the fact that they were in the middle of the library and people were probably watching now because of how they were sort of yelling back and forth. When Sirius brought up Draco, it probably would have upset her more if this had happened a few days ago when she was still happy and friends with him. But as things now stood, she was well on her way to hating the guy's guts. "Well, I'm glad you've all gotten so much enjoyment from my affection for the jackass, but I'll have to burst your bubble and let you know that there won't be any new material for you and your precious little Gryffindorks any time soon. And also, maybe there are better reasons that I'm still a virgin than the idea that I couldn't get laid. Maybe I have actual morals. Crazy thought for you, morals and decency, but try and wrap your head around it if you can." She leaned up off the book case, pushing past him. "A good hard fuck is most certainly not what I need, but thanks for the suggestion."

[Guest]

HAHAHHAHA. Maybe Snape will get jealous of Draco someday and go off on Pansy, just so we can have them snipe at each other. It makes me miss the days Snape and Hermione would have their bitch fights, because Mya and I got downright nasty, and we loved each other so damn much for being able to keep up with each other's wit, lmao.

"Yes, I'm sure I'M the one who gave her some volcanic fume induced lung disease," he said, rolling his eyes as well. "Wait, did you really just say GryffinDORKS?! Ahahaha, that's the best one I've heard in ages! Really now, 'Gryffindorks,' I've got to share that one," he said, snorting with laughter as she pushed past him. "As for morals, I don't think you've got a right to be speaking, Parkinson-- what you and your little friends say to muggleborns, now that's what I find immoral. Treating people like shit, because they're not the same blood type, that's indecency to me, not fucking some girl who's begging for a taste of you. So don't you go talking to ME about MORALITY!" he yelled, before turning on heel and stalking off in the other direction before Madame Pince removed him from the library by force, or something embarrassing.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy considered shooting a curse after him to tie his shoelaces together, but figured he was already embarrassing himself enough by storming off in a huff while she stood there by the bookshelves all cool and collected by this point. Shrugging, she carried her book she'd been reading to Madame Pince's desk to check out, avoiding the pointed looks the woman was giving her concerning her and Black's little mini showdown just now, and she hurriedly left the library to go back to the common room to read a while.

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