sebastian a. goldstein (sebclicks) wrote in valesco_history,
@ 2011-08-06 08:10:00

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common rooms, frank longbottom, group, miranda dodderidge, ralph merridew, sebastian goldstein, sirius black

The Gryffindor Common Room!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Sebastian came tearing down the stairs of the Gryffindor Common Room, ducking and dodging as the firecrackers shot past his ears. Almost burning them off, no doubt! The exploded and popped just as he managing to jump onto a couch and duck for cover. There was hollering from all around the room, some students upset because they were trying to study, or have a conversation, or snog, but that only lasted a few seconds as the display of red and gold cheered everyone greatly. It was never a bad time for some House pride, yeah?

He squirmed on the couch, flipping over to stretch across and push his feet into the arm of it. Sebastian's hands went behind his head to give himself more of a pillow, and he watched the fireworks crackle and finally die down. He'd need to go back to Zonko's to refill his batch, and wondered when the next Hogsmeade weekend was, it felt like ages since they'd been allowed out of the castle, but it really must have been only a month.

The boy flipped again, stretching the upper half of his body off the couch to try and read the bulletin board for the Hogsmeade schedule. Sebastian put a hand to the ground to keep him steady, face twisting as he tried to force his vision to be better.

"Oy, when's Hogsmeade?"

ooc: Fluid time thread, open to Gryffindors (and their various guests) of all years!

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may 78! SIRIUS

__frankish
2011-08-06 11:08 pm UTC (link)

Frank loved his couch. It was literally the only inanimate object in the world that he unrealistically cared for, and became visibly offended when he witnessed his other housemates using it inappropriately, aka sitting there when he wanted to. They just did not understand how special it was, therefore making nearly everyone except a special few privileged enough to use it.

It was slightly larger than the rest in the common room, making it the best to sleep on, it's location tucked it away from the center hub of the common room itself but kept it close enough to people watch or carry on conversations, and it was positioned equidistantly between the fireplace and the stairs leading up to the dorms, an invaluable asset in during all seasons. Frank had engraved his name on all four legs of the couch as well (a task he had taken upon himself a few months ago during another sleepless night), just in case anyone got any smart ideas.

He would marry this couch if he could. He probably shouldn't tell Alice that, though, she would get offended by that comparison. A combination of fabric and wood vs. his real wife..... Frank smiled in his dozed off state. The thought of his and Alice's secret made his insides warm, and he rolled to unbury his face from the back of the couch.

Naps were great too, probably one of his top five favorite things to do when--- Frank's half-delirious train of thought came to a halt as he felt like someone was watching him. And was that heavy breathing? He thought, for a moment, still keeping his eyes closed in an attempt to keep his nerves at a normal, calm rate. Only one person would find this amusing, and he knew he was right even before he flashed his eyes open.

"Sirius," Frank practically gritted through his teeth, not enjoying the close proximity their faces had to each other.

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