Re: The Astronomy Tower

[Molly Prewett]

Molly is here, not really doing much of anything. She's just looking out over the grounds, thinking (because when nobody is around to talk to she has to do something, and she forgot her knitting bag). She's trying to figure out if she wants gillyweed or not - it's been a long while since she's truly had the urge, but thinking is confusifying work. She realises she probably just wants a bit of a break and brushes the urge aside as stupid.

[Sirius Black]

Caradoc wanders up to the Astronomy Tower to daydream in peace and quiet about Fabian, without Tristan bothering him in the dormitory, or generally being annoying like usual. He's surprised to see someone else there, but he smiles when he sees who it is, and quietly walks over. "Hey, Molly," he says in a rather cheerful voice.

[Molly Prewett]

Molly looks over, reminds herself to be nice just in case she's meant to be nice for Fabian's sake, and smiles at Caradoc. "Hey, Rad. How's things?" she asks, tossing her hair over her shoulder and secretly proud of how normal she sounds, even though she sort of wants to hold him at shoe-point and demand to know if there's anything she needs to know.

[Sirius Black]

"Things have never been better. Things are wonderful, Molly-- why do I feel like you're being too calm? I was kind of expecting threatening at shoe point," he admitted, chuckling slightly as he leaned over on the railing. "Not that there is any reason for it, if you were wondering. I've never felt happier, and it's all thanks to your brother, who, by the way, is just clearly an angel or something."

[Molly Prewett]

"Fabian's, like, amazing," Molly agrees, because there's something beautiful about Fabian's nature that's pretty impossible to ignore. She smirks at Rad's words. "Please - you give me a reason and I'll have you jumping off the tower here because it's, like, the less painful option compared to what I'll do. But this isn't about me, it's about my brother and I don't know what you think but I would totally never do something to make him unhappy so I'm, like, supportive of what he wants. So you can totally shut up about the threatening now and tell me what else is new," she says lightly.

[Sirius Black]

Caradoc grins like a loon on loon tablets, looking positively joyful, really, because he woke up in such a chipper mood this morning, in contrast to Sirius for once, who's currently sulking in a corner because Snape made fun of him for being all adorable about Alice. "What's new? I honestly have no idea what the hell is going on in the rest of the world at the moment that is not in some way connected to Fabian who is just obviously the best boyfriend in the entire world, unless you count the fact that I think my friends are conspiring and trying to come up with a plan to get me to shut up about him," he admitted with a gream.

[Molly Prewett]

Oh, the talks Molly and Sirius shall be having... Anyway. Molly giggles. "Gross, that's my brother you're talking about. I totally know what you mean though - I, like, love that part where when you first start seeing someone you totally can't even think about anything else," she says, twirling a lock of hair about her fingers and distracting herself with nice, pleasant thoughts of Kingsley. "Votever - I learned to talk through gags and everything so I hope your friends come up with something better than that if they want to shut you up!"

[Sirius Black]

"Yeah, probably. Hey! I didn't say anything inappropriate! I wouldn't be that cruel! Though, now I have a full proof plan to get you to go away if I ever need to, I can just start discussing sexy things," he said with a wink, bracing himself for a scary Molly attack, just in case she freaks out. "I'm serious though! He's wonderful! Awesome! Also beautiful, and sweet, and adorable, and caring, and-- kill me. Look what he's done to me. He's infected me with nauseatingly cute couple-ness. It's gross. You're right."

[Molly Prewett]

Molly wrinkles her nose. "If you had brothers you'd, like, totally understand the complete, horrifying depths of grossness you get to with every word," she informs him with a little shudder. "I've totally said it before - any and all references to sex and siblings, even just a teeny tiny little bit, is wrong and gross and icky. And totally likely to lead to violent reactions. Or projectile vomiting," she warns.

[Sirius Black]

"I am not talking about sex, my god, Molly! We are not having sex! We are not doing anything but kissing and hugging! I just LIKE BEING WITH HIM!" he exclaims exasperatedly, then realizes what he's just said, and stuns himself into silence for a moment while he stands there with his mouth hanging open in shock. "Whoa. Well, that's new. Whoa. Just... whoa," he says, looking thoroughly confounded, and still gaping rather confusedly. "So. Um. Yeah. No need for violence or projectile vomiting. Besides, please don't vomit on this shirt. Fabian said he likes this one," he said, shrugging.

[Molly Prewett]

Sorry - my connection is completely failing.

"OHMYGOD, SHUT UP!" Molly screeches. "Ugh, did you not even get it? Kissing and hugging is totally just as bad in sibling world. Like, ohmyGod! My poor ears! Merlin, you're worse than Gid with Evans, and that's hard enough to keep my composure to think of," she says, tilting her head to the side and watching Rad's gaping look curiously. "You kinda look like a fish outta water."

[Guest]

I GOTTA GO TO CLASS SEE YOU LATER

[Molly Prewett]

I GOTTA GO TO CLASS SEE YOU LATER

BYE LOVE!
*kicks my internet*

[Sirius Black]

"OHMYGOD, SHUT UP!" Molly screeches. "Ugh, did you not even get it? Kissing and hugging is totally just as bad in sibling world. Like, ohmyGod! My poor ears! Merlin, you're worse than Gid with Evans, and that's hard enough to keep my composure to think of," she says, tilting her head to the side and watching Rad's gaping look curiously. "You kinda look like a fish outta water."

Caradoc facepalms and rolls his eyes at Molly. "Kissing is NOT as bad as sex! No where near it!" he said stubbornly, but he grins at Molly, knowing if he ever needs to threaten her, he totally has the perfect tools. "Er, yeah. I kind of didn't realize how much I'd changed, is all, until a minute ago. This is officially the first time I am not in it for the goods, since I was like fourteen. And that kind of scares the hell out of me, is all. Are you sure Fabian isn't using the Imperius on me? I'm scaring myself."

[Molly Prewett]

"You just, like, don't even get it," Molly sighs, then shakes her head to dispel very unpleasant thoughts. She tilts her head to the other side, so that she doesn't get a crick in her neck from all the tilting because Mya imagines if she does it the same way every time she'll end up with some sort of muscle spasms eventually. "You know if he did it would totally serve you right, right? Not that he ever would, because, you know - he's Fabian. He's, like, The Nice Prewett. Unless you wear clashing colours, of course."

[Sirius Black]

"So I've noticed. He's so happy right now, because I'm learning my colors for him. I never knew that the difference between teal and turquoise could but such a happy look on someone's face," he laughed, remembering how lovely Fabian had looked when his face lit up so joyfully. "You know, honestly, I'm almost half tempted to go shopping, because of him. Maybe he'll hug me more if I have a pair of shoes that aren't falling apart, or have pot leaves on them," he said, pointing to his beat up skate shoes and grinning. "But the thing is, I'm afraid that if I take him with me, I'll end up with an entirely pink wardrobe-- excuse me, salmon, flamingo, fuschia, and magenta colored wardrobe-- and I really would rather avoid that."

[Molly Prewett]

Molly giggles. "Fabian just likes things to be, like, pretty. I guess he figures it gives people visual pleasure or votever," she shrugs. "Um, don't go shopping with him until you're totally shopping-fit," she warns. "If you go out with him on a first attempt you'll totally crash and burn. Boy can shop for twelve hours straight and barely stop for a latte," she smirks, then checks out his shoes. "You do have terrible taste in shoes, though, for a model. You should probably fix that. I'll send you some catalogues to look through, and then maybe one day I'll take you shopping and fix this... disaster," she says, nose wrinkling at the horrible abominations of shoes, a little surprised with herself for being so forthcoming with the offer.

[Sirius Black]

"Of course he likes things to be pretty, he likes me, doesn't he?" he replied jokingly, before seriously considering what she said. "... You're not joking, are you," he mumbled after that, trying to imagine Fabian as one of those terrifying Black Friday shoppers, that he still finds it difficult to believe exist-- the idiots who treat it like a damn sport. "Why is it everyone assumes I don't have good fashion sense? Just because I'm too lazy to actually put together a pretty outfit doesn't mean I can't," he said, pouting at her. "I just don't see the point in wasting the time and energy to do it on a daily basis," he said, shrugging. "Fine. Send me the catalogs, I'll skim them, but I am not getting rid of my favorite pair of converse, they are NOT a disaster!"

[Molly Prewett]

Molly just rolls her eyes at Rad's joke, well used to hearing (and saying herself) those sorts of things. Then she smirks. "I am, like, so not kidding - Fabian is totally a shopping machine, and you keep up or you get left behind. It's a brutal world, retail," she says with a mock sigh, then shrugs. "Like, what can I say? Your words say one thing, and your outfit says something else that is totally not what your words are saying. Besides, I didn't say I thought you don't have good fashion sense, just that your shoes are, like, gross. You don't have to get rid of them or anything - Merlin knows my combat boots won't be going anywhere anytime soon even though they totally don't fit the theme I've got going on with the rest of my wardrobe - but just get some not-gross shoes as well. Sometimes it's nice to, like, change it up a bit!" she chatters brightly.

[Sirius Black]

"Yeah, I was going to say, you'll have to rip me apart from these guys. They've got memories! They're practically alive! They've been to more concerts than most people go to in a lifetime," he said fondly, because Eowyn seriously feels that way about her horribly torn up, beaten down, holes-in-the-bottom shoes, seriously don't mock me, I fucking love them and they're GONE because someone horrible threw them out. *tear* "But fine. Perhaps I will give myself a make over, but let it be known I am so only doing this because I feel like it'll make Fabian grin like I've never seen him grin, and a happy Fabian is a happy me," he said stubbornly. "This will so not be fun. I hate shopping for myself, really. Trying on clothes is so annoying."

[Molly Prewett]

Mya is like that with her shoes too, and wears them until they literally fall off her feet. Molly's nose wrinkles. "They probably smell like it, too," she mutters. "And ohmyGod, really? Like, what is it with most guys who think trying clothes on is, like, such a hassle or votever? I mean, it's just getting dressed, and you totally have to do that once a day anyway! Well, most days," she says fairly, because some days are for not getting out of bed. Mya's with Rad, though, she fucking hates trying on clothes.

[Sirius Black]

"Hey! I like shopping, or at least, taking other people shopping. I have a thing for spoiling people, honestly. But I like to get dressed once a day, thanks, unless the only reason I've got to redress is that I had a real reason to take off my clothes in the first place. But generally if that's the case, I'd still rather just stay naked then put them on again," he said stubbornly, and Sirius stares at Rad like he's crazy because he's totally changed his outfit eight times today alone.

[Molly Prewett]

"Fine, fine. I, like, give up," Molly says and holds up her hands in the surrender pose. Besides, she doesn't want to push down this avenue given that the reason for Rad to be naked would be her brother and ew ew ew ew! Molly grimaces. Sex. Siblings. No. Non-mixy concepts. "Well now I've, like, given myself nightmares for a month, I'm gonna go and, like, try and figure out how to obliviate myself. See you around, Rad," she chirps, and struts off to find something to scrub her brain out with.

[Sirius Black]

Caradoc laughs and stays up here daydreaming for some time about Fabian, and then goes somewhere else.

[Lucy Weasley]

[Fabian is, like, greaming. Just so you know.]

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