Bunk Buddies Log!

[shnpc]

WHO: Hufflepuffs/Gryffindors and Slytherin/Ravenclaws + Teachers to facilitate
TONE: Ranging from Welcoming to Irritated
RATING: No higher than PG-13, if you want sexy times make a separate log!
WHEN: September 2nd through the 7th
WHERE: Hufflepuff and Slytherin dorms
WHAT: Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are rained out of house and home, and are forced to bunk with the Slytherin/Ravenclaws for a week.
STATUS: Ongoing!

Comments

[rule_britannia]

I can assure you, we're as subject to detentions and disciplinary procedure as you are.

[His own voice is equally dry, and he gives a small jerk of his head before moving off, leading the other boy to where he'll be spending the week]

We just may be better at getting away with the things we do. I've no intention to fire a hex at you myself, but if you're concerned, just watch your back.

[preanimator]

Actually, we seldom are. Subject to disciplinary procedures. [smug little smile, as he trails behind Arthur] But I suppose I'll just have to take the risk, since I can hardly stand in a corner all day.

[rule_britannia]

[Rather than going up as the other is no doubt used to, the trip to takes them down, and anyone aware of the layout of the castle will know they're not beneath it anymore]

Oh, I don't know, you'd make a very fetching coat rack.

[preanimator]

Hardly. I'm too short. [glancing around as they walk, trying to calculate where, exactly, they might be in relation to everything else. The lake, perhaps?] I believe those also usually have more arms.

[rule_britannia]

[Everyone's too excited with the current situation to be down here yet, and their footsteps are echoing. Arthur smirks slightly]

I'm sure both of those things can be rectified with a few well-placed spells, West.

[preanimator]

Body modification magic is for the vain. I have more intellectual concerns. Besides, isn't everyone in your House rich? You could afford a much more attractive and empty-headed ornamental piece of human furniture to hang your coats on.

[rule_britannia]

It's a common misconception that everyone in Slytherin is rich, though it's generally not a good idea to mention that you're not. Purely for status reasons, you understand.

[Arthur, personally, doesn't give a shit, but there are those who do and he wouldn't blame anyone for not wanting to draw their attention]

And you shouldn't be so hard on yourself. Surely you're not that empty headed.

[preanimator]

That was my point, Kirkland. I think far too much to make an effective piece of furniture. No one really wants the contents of their coat analyzed when they hang it up, do they?

[rule_britannia]

I'm sure you'd make a fascinating piece of furniture for the Ministry. They could save so much money on surveillance equipment.

[He stops outside a door, gives it a speculative look, then pushes it. It makes a noise, as if it's about to give the most brain-twisting creak imaginable, but nothing happens and it swings open silently]

And here we are.

[preanimator]

[Herbert pulls his trunk into the room, looking around. Eriq's bed is probably easy to spot, and he makes a beeline for it, settling his stuff at the foot of it.]

I've no interest in a Ministry position. Can you imagine all the red tape required to be a piece of furniture there? No, the bureaucracy would stifle me, never allowing me the freedom of other chairs and tables and credenzas.

[rule_britannia]

[He shuts the door and leans against the wall beside it, arms folded. When Herbert speaks his eyebrows quirk upwards, and he laughs good-naturedly]

Oh, of course, I imagine that would put a terrible dampener on your aspirations.

[preanimator]

Precisely. Ravenclaws can be ambitious, too, after all. [sitting on the edge of Eriq's bed, and putting his bag down, starting to dig through it for several books to pull out]

[rule_britannia]

If you're fine here, I'll be going. I'm sure you can find your way back by yourself.

[He is curiously eyeing those books, though]

[preanimator]

I'm staying here. [absently. One of them is a thick tome, Henry Gray's Anatomy of the Human Body. There are several other obviously medically themed texts as well - something titled "Medical Apartheid" and something else called "Regeneration: Principles". There's also a slim notebook that Herbert pulls out - apparently he takes personal notes when he reads.] Thank you, Kirkland.

[rule_britannia]

[... Well, it doesn't take a genius to guess where this guy's interests lie. He might enquire about them later, but not right now. Arthur pulls the door open]

No problem. I'm sure Eriq will be along shortly. If he has another new chess set, I owe Marceline a Galleon.

[He'll leave the other boy to his books, then, and head back up to the common room]