Wake me up when September ends

[greenmoonrising]

WHO: Bruce and anyone who can get in the dorms
TONE: Fatigue and post-event winding down
RATING: PG-13 for potential language
WHEN: 2 October
WHERE: Ravenclaw 6th year boys dormitory
WHAT: After having spent a while as a girl only to then be subjected to the full moon weekend, Bruce is too wrecked to bother with classes and has opted to stay in the dorm for the Tuesday hiding in bed.
STATUS: [ONGOING]

Perhaps it was thanks to the rampaging hormones that had only just barely begun to settle before full moon, or because he was stressed over Hulk telling him to DIE (loudly at that, thankfully the goat couldn't speak any more) or people dropping dead and others coming back to life.

Whatever the cause, full moon had been especially nightmarish this time and Bruce could barely bring himself to open his eyes the next day, let alone drag himself back to his dorms from the Shrieking Shack before sunrise.

So it had come to be that he'd just given up on being a good student and had spent the entire day dead to the world in bed. It wasn't until close to dinner time that he even stirred, opting to stay curled up in bed with his drapes drawn and examining his new scars, making sure none were bleeding or potentially infected.

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[arrogantalloy]

Having known all of the reasons for Bruce being a non-event in class, Tony had spent the day telling anyone who asked that having your gender magically changed twice makes for a really finicky tummy and feelings of dizziness and general confusion. For the most part he was believed because really, it's fairly plausible as excuses go.

After grabbing two dinner rolls, and a plate of gravy for himself, Tony put together a small, simple serving of roast beef, mashed potatoes and peas. Then headed up to the tower and by extension the dorms.

Coming into the room, Tony didn't even try to see if Bruce was awake behind his curtains. He simply slipped in behind the curtains and sat at the bottom of the bed.

"Hey. Got some food for you to pick at and generally not eat."

He put Bruce's plate in his own lap as he broke one of his rolls in half then proceeded to dip it in his gravy and eat it. Not even commenting on how tired and out of sorts Bruce looked right now.

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce jerked back when Tony entered, eyes flaring green and dying down almost immediately. "... Thanks," he croaked, staring down at the plate.

He grabbed his shirt and slipped it on to hide his marred torso before hesitantly taking a roll and tearing a piece from it, dipping it in the gravy and nibbling to see if his stomach would immediately revolt.

When nothing happened, he relaxed further and proceeded to eat more of the bread. "How were classes today?"

[arrogantalloy]

Without saying a word, the younger American watched the older, his eyes not missing a single bruise. As fascinating, interesting, and let's face it cool factor, Bruce being a werewolf was. Tony really didn't like how Bruce looked after each full moon.

Tony's eyebrow raises ever so slightly as half of his own dinner is stolen. Not that he can really blame Bruce, because there was nothing better than warm bread rolls with gravy when there's not snack-sized fruit in the area.

"We have an assignment in Herbology, surprise surprise there. 40 on the devastating effects of aphids after they've feed on Alihotsy. Because hysterical tiny insects are apparently something we desperately need to know about.

Transfiguration we just need to read the next two chapters and practice the spell for turning balloons into fireflies. We also have practice OWLs for Arithmancy. We got twice as many sheets as the rest of the class. I'm not sure if we've done something to offend, or if we are just that much better than everyone else."

To 'get back at' Bruce for stealing his other roll, Tony dips some of his remained roll into his gravy then into Bruce's mashed potatoes before eating.

[greenmoonrising]

"Aphids are pests. Knowing you, you probably mouthed off at the professor for Arithmancy again," he sighed, pretending not to notice how Tony took in all his beat up features. Having finished the roll, he glanced at the beef and hesitantly took a piece, careful to make it a small one so as not to tempt the wolf too much.

Chewing on it slowly, he relished in the flavor of juicy meat, of course not knowing tha this eyes were growing a hazy green with pleasure from feeding the carnivore.

[arrogantalloy]

"You say that like I don't know their pests. Believe me, even if I didn't know before. Snow went on about them at length, it was kind of poetic actually. I still didn't care, but it was nice. And okay, it's only been once and that was the first week. He can't still be bothered about it."

Watching his eyes grow hazy, Tony almost smirks at the others face. He liked seeing Bruce look a little livelier, even if it was the excitement on the wolf's part to be getting fresh albeit cooked meat.

"You know. You suit that shade of green."

[greenmoonrising]

He jerked at that, nearly dropping the piece of meat in his hand. "Wh-what?" he mumbled, eyes wide and green growing then fading into his usual grey. "Oh God, was he-?"

[arrogantalloy]

Rolling his eyes he finished the last of his bread.

"Was he enjoying the meal? Yes. Was he looking to come out and eat me? Unlikely. Eating beef is hardly a stressful event."

He thinks for a second.

"Unless someone tells you it could be poisoned. That would make it a bit stressful."

[greenmoonrising]

With a wan smile he put the piece of meat back on the plate and scooped up some of the potato instead, still only nibbling at it.

[arrogantalloy]

Watching him for a while, Tony steals a bit of the beef and chews it, staying quiet for a while.

"So, what was it like?"

[greenmoonrising]

He paused, swallowing his mouthful before frowning with confusion. "What, being a wolf? I've explained that to you before."

[arrogantalloy]

"No, yeah. I know. But I mean being a girl then a wolf. That's got to be. Eventful"

Tony leans back against one of the beds posts as he continues to watch Bruce.

[greenmoonrising]

"...... Confusing, to put it mildly," he mumbled, glancing down at the food and giving up, licking his fingers clean. "Especially because I went from being a girl to a male wolf - one moment exotic levels of estrogen and all the wrong hormones swimming around my system only to be completely switched the next."

[arrogantalloy]

He can't help but imagine this, and snorts in amusement.

"Ah, no. That does sound pretty mild when it comes to confusion, for sure."

He dips his finger into the gravy then licks it off.

"Is there anything else you need?"

[3potionproblem]

Sherlock can't help but utilize the nicely pulled drapes as extra wall space. He hangs things and pins them to the cloth to better organize his various notes on the strange happenings at Hogwarts with cross references to celestial alignments, any similar news from the papers and pages on books that depict anything close to it happening in the past.

To say he's spread out a bit is an understatement.

But Bruce shows no signs of needing to vacate any time soon so really it's fair game. And surely he'd find the study relevant to his own interests.

[greenmoonrising]

At the sight of pins being stabbed through his drapes Bruce just raised his eyebrows, eventually poking his head out under a few pages and blinking up at Sherlock.

"... Investigating something?"

[3potionproblem]

“The usual somethings. Or rather, the unusual. Hear you weren’t feeling well so I thought you probably wouldn’t need to move these too much today. The more space the better, really.”

[greenmoonrising]

"Uh... huh. Knock yourself out," he answered, rolling his eyes and retreating back into his bed. "What unusual things are you investigating then?" he asked through the curtains.

[3potionproblem]

"Nothing to concern yourself with. Just a response to the sudden Ministry presence at the school. Better to keep track of all oddities than group them into that general understanding that weird things always happen at Hogwarts." Sherlock continued pining things, adjusting Bruce's bedding as was useful.

[greenmoonrising]

"If you say so then I won't," he answered with a snort, closing his eyes and tucking his hands under his head. "Are you sure you need to keep track of everything?"

[3potionproblem]

"As much as can be useful. Minor occurrences might be bigger parts in an overall picture." Sherlock peeks through the curtain. "You haven’t witnessed anything suspicious, have you?"

[greenmoonrising]

Bruce opens an eye and stares up at Sherlock, answering drily, "Gee, I don't know, I was a bit distracted by suddenly having a uterus."

[3potionproblem]

"Any fun, that? Always thought it fortuitous to be born male." Sherlock went back to poking things in his drapes.

[greenmoonrising]

"Uncomfortable at most," he answered frankly. "I guess girls are better at dealing with their breasts when they've grown up with them. Also, guys treat you differently when you're suddenly a girl but the same person inside."

[3potionproblem]

"Teenagers, Banner. Ridiculously it's what's outside that counts with most hormonal responses. I’m sure Tony was over the moon.”

[greenmoonrising]

"Flashing him my tits by accident probably sent him as far as Saturn," he answered flatly, closing his eye again and breathing a long, exhausted sigh.