sortinghat_logs | The slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

WHO: Nick and YOU
TONE: Shifty? Sarcastic etc
RATING: PG13
WHEN: Feb 4th
WHERE: Library, Out of grounds and around the halls
WHAT: Nick is chilling around the school and people should come bother him.
STATUS: Ongoing

[The Halls, probably near Slytherin dorms.]
[Nick has found himself a clean, empty patch in the hallway and he's making himself up a neat little one man casino. Currently he seems to be engaging in a game of solitaire, he's grumbling to himself as he does but he's actually pretty damn good at it. Honestly, he doesn't really look like he wants to be bothered, unless you happen to look like he could win some money off you. Or anything, really. Cards are more fun if you're winning against someone, afterall.]

[Out of Grounds]
[Nick is a model student. That's why he's out here lighting a smoke with his wand and hoping to God nobody catches him. It's a terrible habit, and he really should stop, but he sure as hell isn't going to appreciate being told. Or caught, for that matter.]

[Library]
[If you happen to be studying here and look like you have more than half a brain in your head, Nick is going to be seating himself in front of you and trying to coaxe you into doing his homework for him.]

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Nothing with you is 'new' car smell. You know that one is pretty much copying straight out of chapter 7 right?

[He closes his note books too.]

What wish list? I had everything finished since yesterday.

My textbooks are. [He gives him a bored look.]

Exactly. You got the free time and I get something else done for you. All you gotta do is copy out of chapter 7 and try not to sound like a pretentious douche.

Yeah. I bet.

[He scratches at his cheek before rearranging his note books.]

Look, I've already copied out the chapter and put it into my own words. What really makes you think I'm going to do it for you? Because really, the reward for keeping you lazy better be amazing.

[Nick shrugs, looking idly over at Tony's parchment.]

Whatcha workin' on, Einstein?

[Tony looks at the parchment and pulls it in closer to him to be on the safe side.]

PEPA. You could say it's an enchantment I'm working on. Mostly because I can't work on my car right now.

Super secret, huh? I'm not gonna pry then.

A car? What are you doing with a car?

Wasn't going to elaborate much on it anyway.

[Tony gives him a flat look.]

I heard your mom was lonely, thought I'd use it to visit.

I'm rebuilding a '32 Ford Flathead Roadster. I work on the small bits at here then put it together on term breaks.

I probably wouldn't have listened, if we're being honest here.

Aw, you're sweet. I promise I'll visit you in hospital when my Pa is done with you.

Do you have all the parts on hand? I'm no mechanic but that sounds pretty fucking fiddly.

Never figured you one for listening.

You know, that really is sweet of you.

Beyond fiddly. But no, Jarvis has been trying to find what I need, but hey. 1932 was a hell of a long time ago where cars are concerned, parts aren't always easy to find.

You had me pegged from the start. What a Ravenclaw.

I try. I'm not a listener, but I care. I really do.

Oh man. I bet the parts for that are hard to come buy. I bet it's the little things you'd have a hard time finding, huh?

That's less of a Ravenclaw thing and more of an 'I've met you' thing.

Mhmm, I bet.

[Tony raises an eyebrow at him, in a well duh fashion.]

Weirdly enough, yeah.

Okay, okay. Don't take the compliment. Toss it to the side and say something witty. What a Ravenclaw!

Don't look at me like that, you're loaded. Bet you don't have a guy who deals car parts, though. My dad has a guy, he's practically family. I think he has enough parts to make a dealership worth of cars.

That's just a me think, if you ask me.

At least someone likes to remind me I'm rich. But no I don't have 'a guy'.

[Tony raises an eyebrow at him.]

"Family". Let me guess, trade your guy's parts for homework?

Obviously your head is so far up your own ass you don't hear everyone else around you. But no, for sure. You're the only witty guy in the own school.

What can I say? I like to point out the glaringly obvious. Makes me feel like one of you guys. You smart guys.

Family. [A shrug.] Look at that genius shining through again! You got it, buddy.

[Doesn't feel the need to say anything about the head up the ass part. Because, well Tony knows it's true.]

You know, doing work for yourself is a great way to be one of us smart guys. [Smirks.]

Hmm.

[Tony licks his lips, with a great deal of contemplation.]

Just history of magic?

Sounds like dumb work to me. All these suckers trying and failing to get ahead and here I am playing the ropes like you're meant to.

[He grins wickedly.] Yup. Unless you're interested in a few extra parts and an Arithmancy paper.

Yeah, not all of us fail for the record... Or try, really.

[Tony gives him an incredulous look.]

The Arithmancy work wasn't even hard. I mean I could get it if it was at least hard, but I could have done that in first year.

[Tony, not everyone is you. When will you learn.]

Hey, I asked for work. Not opinions. You think it's easy? Good for you. You wanna do it? Power to you.

So, either you're gonna do it again for another part or you're gonna quit your bitchin' so I can find another nerd with shit to build.

[He rolls his eyes at him.]

Yeah, I'm not copying it out for you. You're going to get a vanishing ink copy, and you're re-writing it out yourself. Because I'm not going to get into crap for you handing something in with my handwriting.

Fair enough. [He retorts in a curt manner.]

One of these days I gotta get on that copy quill. I almost had it, then it kind of vomited ink everywere and died. Ever had to get ink out of cat fur? It ain't pretty.

I try to avoid cats, so it's not something I'd really try.

And how do you even get a copy quill to vomit on a cat? I thought they were easy to use.

[Tony raises an eyebrow at him curiously.]

Trust me, I try too. Not big on the cats, they get fur all over everything. Like clothes. Nice clothes.

[Nick tightens his mouth into a frown before he responds defensively.] Woah, hey. Kinda getting off track here aren't we?

[Tony smirks at him.]

Just getting of your track. When do you need it by?

I started the conversation, my track is the one this gravy train is on.

This time next week. That good?

Not the best track to be on, really.

[He rolls his eyes]

It'll be ready in two days.

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