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Iris Conway-Madley ([info]madleyinlove) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2008-02-17 21:15:00


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Who: Barty Crouch Jr. and Iris Conway
When: Sunday evening
Where: the library

Iris was frustrated beyond belief. She didn't like it when she allowed people to get to her like that, but Franzy Dolohov, as much as she hated to admit it, had gotten under her skin. And she was still fuming about it half an hour later. How was she going to pay attention to her Transfiguration work if all she could think about was smacking that always present smug look off of her face?

She huffed as she stared at her text book, waiting for her tutor to show. It was bad enough that McGonagall had absolutely no faith in her, but she had the "pleasure" of spending time with Barty Crouch every week in hopes that he could jam the nonsense into her skull. It was all Greek to her, though. Nothing in the class had made sense to her since 5th year when she barely scraped by with a passing grade. She looked up at the large clock before sighing once again. He was late...

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 04:34 am UTC (link)
There were few things in the world that made Barty Crouch angry as anything having to do with school. Barty was regretting even coming back for his final year, while a numerous amount of people in his same situation had opted to leave school before 7th year. But being that he hadn't been Marked yet, and his parents fully expected him to stay in school, his options were rather limited.

Thus, he did only the bare minimum that he could bring himself to do (but old habits die hard, and his father had drilled in him six years worth of study habits, so those 13 OWLs didn't just disappear completely). Which was why it bothered him incredibly to go from being tutored (albeit unnecessarily by Dedalus Diggle) to tutoring Iris Conway.

And no matter how hard he had tried to get out of it, he had no choice but to appear in the library, Sunday evening, without fail, and tutor this girl in Transfiguration.

Walking in abominably late, he threw his textbooks on the table and greeted her with his usual glare.

"You look more sour-faced than usual, Conway."

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 04:48 am UTC (link)
"Yes, well...I've had a rubbish day," she replied, still glaring at her book before leaning back in her chair and rubbing at her eyes. Oh this was going to be a wonderful session, she could just tell. She sat back up properly and stared at him, waiting for him to say or do something to make this less awkward than it currently felt.

She didn't want to be there any more than he did, and she was sure that he'd be pleased to find she was thinking about dropping the subject all together. "So I take it we're going to study vanishing spells then, since there's an exam over them on Friday?"

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 04:54 am UTC (link)
"Well, that would be the sensible thing to do," he agreed, looking bored. Leaning back in his chair, he almost propped his feet up, but found that with Madame Pince so near to them, he did not quite dare. Instead, he settled for sliding her book over to him. "What's got your knickers in a twist today, Conway? You're not as fun to tease as usual."

Barty flipped the pages of the book she had had open on the table idly, completely disinterested in the subject. "Merlin, how does this confuse you? It's simple, really."

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 05:02 am UTC (link)
She glared across the table at him. "Because I'm not perfect? And someone has it out for me so that I can't do the one thing that I want to accomplish in my life?"

She picked up her quill, looking at it for a while as she tired to form exactly what she wanted to say about why she was so upset. "My Da is an arse and fucking Franzy Dolohov is having a hay day with teasing me about everything under the sun. It's been a very long, very frustrating weekend and I'd say that I'm ready for tomorrow to come already but that means Transfiguration class and I'd rather not bother with it at all right now." Why did her Da have to always be so over protective of her? "So sorry if I'm not in the mood to be teased more," she said sourly, flipping a page in the transfiguration text, trying to find the definition for something.

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 05:09 am UTC (link)
"It's fine," he assured her. "It doesn't matter to me if you're in the mood to be teased, so long as I'm in the mood to do the teasing."

Perhaps this was a bit callous to say, after her aggravated ramble.

"Someone has it out for you? You wouldn't say that's being a bit dramatic?" he mused. "But then again, that is what you Gryffindors happen to be good at."

That probably didn't help much either.

"I'm willing to agree with you that your father is an arse."

It's a good thing they weren't friends. He flipped another page. "No, really, Conway. How on earth is this difficult for you?"

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 05:17 am UTC (link)
She simply glared across the table at him. If it weren't for the fact that he was doing her a favor by tutoring her...oh, she would do something horrible. At least, that's what she told herself; because everyone knew that there was no such thing as a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad bone in little Iris Conway's entire body. It was physically impossible.

"I don't know. I really don't know. I think it's a sign that I'm not fit to be an auror." She sighed, letting her head fall to the table. Yes, she was being melodramatic. No, she did not care.

"I'm going to go get a book that McGonagall suggested," she mumbled standing up and stalking away from the table. She wondered to herself as she looked through the stacks if she could manage to sneak out of the library without Crouch noticing her. Not that it would matter, because he was probably doing that just about now so he didn't have to deal with her. Bloody Slytherins, all of them could go to hell for all she cared.

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 05:23 am UTC (link)
Of course she wanted to be an Auror. No matter how she and her precious father fought, she was clearly following in his footsteps. She was a Gryffindor after all, he sneered to himself. They weren't cut out for much else, and it wasn't like they did that particularly well.

But perhaps... perhaps she wasn't entirely useless. Perhaps there was something to be gained by entering into a friendship with the Head of the Auror Department's daughter.

Barty put it on the backburner. He'd ask advice on it. But she could be exactly what he was looking for.

"Could you be any slower?" he drawled to her from their table as she made her way to the stacks. "You do realize Transfiguration-- or any other subject for that matter-- isn't going to magically fill in the empty spots in your rather empty brain?"

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 05:37 am UTC (link)
"Haaaa. Funny. You'll have to be more clever than that to get under my skin. At least for tonight," she replied somewhat loudly as she looked through the books. Bloody hell, where was the book she was looking for at?! At this point, she was praying for Madam Pince to kick her out of the library.

Furrowing her brows, she walked back to the table. "Someone must have the book out already," she said before sitting back down. So much for that plan. "So. You're going to figure out how to finish filling out my 'rather empty brain,' right? Since that's apparently what McGonagall has you working towards."

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 05:58 am UTC (link)
"Yes, that's what McGonagall has me working towards. Hopefully when she sees how much you haven't progressed, she'll let me off the hook," he quipped, giving her a winning smile.

"All right. Stop wasting my time. Sit down, and read whatever section on theory they have on vanishing spells."

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 06:10 am UTC (link)
Iris sighed and rolled her eyes. "I've read it a thousand times. And it still makes no sense. Do you think I don't study at all on my own?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Oh good heavens, she wasn't that daft.

Despite her protesting, she pulled the book towards her and read through it once more. "There. Read it. What now?" She crossed her arms over her chest, staring at him with a twinge of annoyance present in her eyes.

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 05:30 pm UTC (link)
He gave her a pained look. "God, this is going to be more difficult than usual."

Leaning back in his chair, he surveyed her decidedly. She actually wasn't a bad look. As in, knowing that her father was Head of the Auror Department and that she was Gryffindor, and generally a failure at Transfiguration if not other subjects, he might probably still talk to her. At least, if only to tease her. And that was something, was it not? Rather than just walking past her.

Perhaps it did have the potential to be fun.

"I don't need to read it, you see, in order to understand it... because I already understand it," he said, making sure to speak obnoxiously slower than usual. "I am apparently blessed with the innate sense to already understand such complicated material. Read it again."

Oh, yes. This was already getting to be most enjoyable.

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 07:00 pm UTC (link)
Iris rolled her eyes, mumbling something along the lines of 'fucker' and '13 owls my arse.' She did fine in every other subject; all Os and Es as a matter of fact. It just happened that making things appear out of nowhere and changing the shapes of things wasn't her forte. She could squeak by with it, but only just.

"There's only so much you can accomplish by brushing up on the theory," she replied as she finished up the final paragraph. "I understand this rubbish on paper. It's applying it that's the problem."

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 09:07 pm UTC (link)
Good grief. Barty snorted. "Obviously you don't understand it on paper, if applying it is the problem. So go ahead," he leaned forward and sneered, "give her a go. I mean, if you've really mastered it on paper, then it must be a cinch in practice."

As an after thought, he added, "And if I did hear you mutter something about 13 OWLs, which I'm sure you didn't, I feel it necessary to remind you that I did indeed earn 13 of them. Including one in Transfiguration-- which I'm assuming is more than what you did?"

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 09:18 pm UTC (link)
"You have to get at least an E on your Transfiguration OWL to move on to NEWT level, you twat," she growled back across the table. She wasn't going to tell him that she did a small amount of bonus work to raise her A to an E. It wasn't public knowledge that McGonagall allowed anything like that...but Iris was so determined (and she cried quite a bit) that the extra bit of work pushed her over. Sure, she may have gotten less than 13, but she'd done spectacularly in all her other subjects.

Iris rolled her eyes. "Can I try it on that smirk you're wearing? Maybe if I botch it up you won't have a mouth at all and I won't have to listen to you run it constantly."

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 10:10 pm UTC (link)
"No," he said decidedly. "No, you'll work on the materials the book suggests. Knowing you and your skill level, I could end up with two mouths rather than none."

Barty observed her keenly, smirking slightly when she glowered. "I don't understand why you're so willing to just sit down and take my taunting. I mean, by now, most people would be absolutely sick of hearing me talk. And yet you... you just sit here and listen patiently. Really, your day was so rubbish?"

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-18 10:21 pm UTC (link)
"I sit here because I'm told to by McGonagall," she replied matter-of-factly. "And yes, my day was rubbish enough to make your taunting sound like endless waves of praise." What didn't kill her just made her stronger, right?

Iris looked through the text once more before staring up at him. "You happen to have a pin cushion on you? Since that's what the text suggests to use."

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[info]bratemius
2008-02-18 10:48 pm UTC (link)
Her insistence on not letting him bother her with his flippant remarks was fairly praiseworthy, he had to give her that. But that didn't mean he didn't enjoy trying to make these meetings as nightmareish as possible for her.

"I believe you were actually supposed to bring that," Barty snorted. "That falls under the category of 'materials,' which the tutoree generally is supposed to bring. Perhaps now we can disband early?"

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[info]madleyinlove
2008-02-19 01:02 am UTC (link)
"Fine. You've been ready to get out of here from the start anyways," she said with annoyance. She slammed her book shut before stalking back to the stacks, not wanting to be around Barty--or anyone, for that matter--at the moment. Everyone was out to bother her today, she was so sure of it.

She wanted to scream...or to throw something...or, she didn't know what else, but she had so much pent up frustration at that moment it was becoming too much for her to bear.

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