the chapel song

[LOUIS ELROY WEASLEY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m269ymDVec1qjj14so1_500.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] and her man begins to smile There was nothing better than a good bath. One with perfectly warm water, scented bubbles, and stained glass paintings of beautiful mermaids. That was all he needed for taking a bath. Well, besides some shampoo and soap, even though that stuff was always accessible. The prefects bathroom was probably, and most definitely, the best part of being a prefect. While everyone else was stuck waiting for showers to open, prefects had a luxury. There was never more than one prefect waiting to use the giant bathtub. He should suggest going hot tub style, there had to be a spell that could make the bathtub become one. Then the Prefects could have some classy, and exclusive, parties. Those would be killer, except for the fact that they had to behave more then other students; which meant no drinks or anything. That was the only major flaw. But no one would ever have to find out, right? Right. The party was not a major priority for Louis at this moment though. What was important was getting washed up and ready for the weekend. A nice bath was the perfect treat after studying his arse off for all those tests that seemed to clog up his week. Merlin, it was like his professors all had a meeting and noticed they all had him in a class and thought it would be perfect to give him a test for each subject. Frankly he was not fond of his charms teacher, he already had to work on perfectly casting spells and hexes for Dueling. Why was he being forced to worry about his terrible magic skills in multiple classes? He was down to his boxers, sitting at the edge while his bath filled. As soon as his calves were half way underwater the sixteen year old stood up, with his back facing the door, and began to pull down his boxers. Only hearing a loud creek to make him pause. tag: loustrid words: 325 notes: weeeee there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true Astrid normally woke up nice and early to take showers. She needed it to get her hair perfect and the fact that the water helped her wake up was always a plus. Tonight was different. Astrid had spent a double class hour in care of magical creatures, and her bowtruckle had not agreed with her. She'd spent the majority of class time trying to get her bowtruckle to give up on it's attempt to find the tree it was supposed to guard and cooperate with her, which in the end proved to be pointless. The bowtruckle had escaped, and Astrid was left distraught with her grade potentially in distress. The only thing she could think of to get her mind off of the class was to wash herself from the mess. She still felt sweaty and sticky from the chase, and thought that a nice, long bath in the prefects bathroom was just what she needed. She'd grabbed a couple of sea foam green towels she had brought from home, since she liked to have her own, clean things when it came to the bathroom, and her own shampoos and conditioners, and slipped on her pink flip flops to match the pink zip up hoodie she'd been wearing over her black tshirt and gray sweatpants, and slipped out of the common room portrait. She'd made her way down the two floors, passing by a few portraits and speaking with Sir Nicholas, the ghost of Gryffindor tower, who tried is best to assure her that her grade would be fine. She still wanted to clean off from the day, but tried a smile for him anyway. She'd befriended the ghost back in her third year, and had even attended his deathday party for the first time last year. Astrid had finally reached the prefect bathroom and said the password that was only given to the prefects. She'd slowly opened the door, only to come to the surprise of another prefect already using the bathroom. She gasped at the boy half naked and getting closer to being so in front of her and dropped her towels and soaps, which landed on the floor with a thud, and she quickly flew to the ground to grab them. "I'm s-sorry!" she stammered, clearly flustered and trying to avoid looking, and trying to gather her things and get out of the bathroom to give the boy privacy, though her shampoo had slid across the floor and out of reach. "Crap," she mumbled. 647 words in this post. Astrid's outfit. Tag loustrid

[LOUIS ELROY WEASLEY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m269ymDVec1qjj14so1_500.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] and her man begins to smile As soon as the door began to creak open, Louis' boxers started going back up his body. Who did not know how to knock? Really, sure the door to the bathroom was usually closed but it was simple common courtesy. Were they stupid or something? Louis turned around to meet his intruder, only to see it was his best friend. "Blimey Ash," he started, "I didn't know you were so eager to get me out of my pants!" He waltzed down to the older girl and smiled cheesily. Ash was a great gal, but Louis never bothered as seeing her as more than just a friend. Which he was grateful for, seeing as he was rubbish with relationships in the first place. "Y'know they should really write out some schedule outside the bathroom so these situations don't occur," he said, grabbing a hold of his shirt and pulling it over his head. He was perfectly fine with being in his boxers, seeing as it was only Astrid and not some girl he fancied. That being said, his mum had asked about her multiple times. What was she trying to get from him? That she was actually his girlfriend and he had already planned out their wedding? Ew, no. This was Ash Dollinger, not some pretty girl he adored completely. The last thing he needed was to date the girl in front of him, not that he wanted to. He would find the perfect way to ruin any relationship with her and their friendship would just go down the tube. Then what would Louis do when he needed his best friend but she didn't exist? That would be a tragedy. "But seriously, you should try knocking before opening doors to bathrooms like this, next time you might not get so lucky as to walk in on me and bodacious body," He poked his best friend in the belly. Louis turned towards the tub, walking up the few steps to it and stuck his feet in the warm water. The boy patted the space next to him, allowing his friend to join him. "The least we can do is treat this as a whopping swimming pool, exclusive to the prefects and heads only," he said happily. tag: loustrid words: 374 notes: weeeee there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true Astrid was beyond embarrassed. She should have knocked. Just because she normally didn't have to since she was a morning kind of girl, didn't mean that that's how it would have been assumed to be at night. She sighed with relief when she finally realized it was only Louis Weasley, her best friend. "Louis, you scared the bajeezus out of me!" she exclaimed. She was beyond glad that it was only Louis. "If I really wanted to see your skinny ass naked that bad, I could in a millisecond," she said, smiling and shaking her red curls. They'd been friends for ages, gone on countless vacations together and spent so much of their time in each others company, there was nothing awkward between them. "Trust me honey, no one wants to see that though." Their relationship was all about chop-busting. She couldn't fathom even thinking about Louis that way. "Why isn't there a schedule? I feel like that should be the first thing they do at the beginning of the school year. I'm going to bring that up to Violetta at some point. Imagine if it wasn't you I'd walked in on? Oh that would have just been awkward. She shuddered at the thought. She ventured over to a free bench and placed her shower stuff down as Louis put some more clothes on. The shower was probably going to wait, since she hadn't really seen Louis in a while, and it was probably going to be a battle to see who would last longer trying to get clean. She wasn't giving up her bathroom time first though. Louis, am I not good enough for you to put some freaking pants on? Or perhaps you should stop wearing boxers meant for ten year olds," she said, obviously joking, as he kept doing about his "bodacious" body. What a goof. "Well, maybe if you had locked the door you wouldn't have gotten walked in on. Most people do that, unless of course, you were hoping someone would. Some pretty young girl I should know about? Just for future reference, to keep from having to pick up your broken heart," she said, trying to pin the blame on him instead of her, since she had indeed, not knocked on the door. She shrugged it off though, and followed Louis back to the pool sized tub. "I never actually would have thought of this as a pool really. I suppose it's big enough. Why don't we have parties in here for us prefects and heads? she asked, incredulous at the fact that it had skipped right over her head. She sat down and dangled her feet in the water. It was warm, perfect for a bath. "You must have known I was coming, if you went through the trouble of drawing me a perfect bath," she said, kicking her legs a little. She wanted nothing more than to dive right in and get the day's dirt off of her, but she also wanted to spend much needed time with Louis. This was her last year after all, before she left him for the real world for at least a year. didn't bother to count the words in this post. Astrid's outfit. Tag loustrid

[LOUIS ELROY WEASLEY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m269ymDVec1qjj14so1_500.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] and her man begins to smile "Okay yeah, me freaking you out makes so much sense since I'm the one that wasn't half-naked," he retaliated. Why were girls always so nervous and uncomfortable with certain parts about the human body? Yeah, he may not be the first one to jump in line for a streaking session, but that was for the risk takers. "You're wrong there Ash, lots of girls love seeing me naked. Hell, some days I have to have a sticking charm on my clothes just to make sure no girl creeps up behind me and steals me shirt or something of the sort," he joked. So maybe he did not actually need a charm that kept his clothes on him, but hey, a guy can always dream. "Why bother bringing it up? I say we just pull over a chalkboard and make one ourselves. I mean really, who would disagree to it?" He would have to call dibs on most of the first night slots for when he wanted to take a bath. Nothing was better than soaking in warm water that had not once been rinsing off someone else. Sure, the bathrooms were usually sanitary, unless a whole hoard of girls just rushed through, or so he had heard. Sometimes he wondered what it was like to be a girl in Hogwarts and trying to get cleaned up for the day. All that long hair, the make up, the process of making sure their uniform was perfect. Blimey, he had enough trouble as it was with making sure he did not do a patch job while shaving. Louis shook his head, "Most prefects are doing homework or getting ready to patrol the castle. I figured it was the perfect time to not care." He wished he had some pretty girl in his future, but sadly he was as single as a soloist. "Trust me Ash, if there was some pretty figure in my life I think you would know about it before I even knew about it. With all your girl intuition and what not," he teased her. "I think that's because we're suppose to be above all the partying and be the ones ratting other out. How hypocritical of us if we threw our own parties," he responded. "Oh Dollinger, if I drew you the perfect bath, it would be on a piece of parchment with different coloured inks. This was suppose to be all for me and you ruined it," he joked. tag: loustrid words: 412 notes: I've had essays and shit due out the wazoo all week and finals are in 1 1/2-2 weeks there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true Astrid has always been the good girl. She left the bad girl part of the family up to Dylan. She had chosen a different path. And that path included being a virgin, and never seeing a boy's body naked from the waste down. She currently wanted to keep it that way. "Louis Elroy Weasley you know darn well that I have every right not to want to see that," she said, since Louis knew everything about her. She rolled her eyes and kicked water up and splashed it on her best friend's legs. "In your dreams, Weasley" Astrid thought about making up the list themselves. She'd want the first slot in the morning, and she knew Louis would want the first slot at night. But she knew some of the prefect would throw a fit if they came up with it and didn't get the slot they wanted. No one would want to be last. "Hey some prefects aren't necessarily really good prefects, and don't mind when this," she gestured between the two of them, indicating her walking in on him, "happens." The redhead just ignored the part about prefects patrolling the castle right now. She didn't think it was a valid excuse not to lock the door, but she couldn't help but laugh at the next thing that came out of his mouth. "Louis, I wouldn't know because of girl intuition, I'd know because you are so clueless. A girl could straight up tell you "hey I like you!" and you'd still have absolutely no idea," she said. She loved Louis, but he was so obliviously clueless, it was almost cute. "Like I said, Lou, just because we're supposed to be above everyone else and proper, doesn't mean we are. Some people use it as a way to get away with anything and everything they want." She'd seen it happen many times in her three years of being a prefect, with kids older than her and younger now that she was in her final year. Ash rolled her eyes about the coloring aspect of him drawing her a bath. "Well fine, Weasley, I can tell when I'm not wanted. I'll just be off then, take my bath another time, when you've cleared your grimy self out," she said, starting to get up to leave him be in his perfect bath that she "ruined". Of course, she was only joking as well, and she hoped he'd get that. sorry, I had no Astrid muse for a while. Astrid's outfit. Tag loustrid

[LOUIS ELROY WEASLEY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m269ymDVec1qjj14so1_500.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] and her man begins to smile "Ah, Ash, no wonder why you were picked to be a prefect. You're a goody goody," Louis poked Astrid in the side. "Well, not all of them," he said, giving Astrid a cheesy smile. It was odd to see Astrid, a good girl surrounded by so many average, not caring people. Hell, her own two sisters were evidence of that. "I don't believe that you're actually related to the other two Dollingers. You have to be adopted, it's the only explanation," he stated after a few seconds. It was just hard to believe that she was the sweet and innocent one while having two wild sisters. They just did not have anything in common, besides the same genes of course. "I'll admit to being a bad prefect sometimes. I've used my privileges to go to a party and not get caught. And if I walked in on a bloke undressing, I'd be just as embarrassed as you must be. But the proper lass and that's a different story. Like the Nott girl, I'm sure she wouldn't be too disappointed if she had been the one to walk in on me. Even if that does make me sound like a proper perv," Louis shrugged. "Maybe we leave a note telling people to say when they prefer to bathe and then we make a list from there. If they don't like their spot they can pay us to be switched," he nodded in confirmation of his idea. Yes, that sounded wonderful and making a few sickles in the process would be an extra treat. Louis rolled his eyes when Astrid said how clueless he was. It was not that he wasn't completely clueless, part of it came from him just not caring. He'd been on enough dates to figure that he'd be better off single for the rest of his life. Maybe get a couple dozen cats. Then Astrid started getting up. "Hold up, hold up Dollinger," he reached and grabbed her wrist before it was too late. "Maybe I wasn't done talking at you yet. Come, sit down. I have something important to ask and I'd prefer it did not be rushed," he tugged at her sit back down. "Now, want to go to the gala with me? I figure the two of us would look like a hot date," he said once they were eye level. tag: loustrid words: 396 notes: nomnomnomnom there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background-color: transparent;true] I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true Ash squirmed when Louis poked her and laughed. She was quite ticklish, though she often tried to hide that. Louis would probably attack her and she'd fall into the giant bath water in her clothes, and then she'd have soaking wet clothes. She'd dry them with her wand, but she'd left it up in the dorm. She had never found herself needing to bring it to the shower with her, and didn't intend on having to tonight. "Just 99% of them? And yes, I'm still trying to find out how on earth I'm related to Dylan and Portia. I love them, I really do. Perhaps I am adopted, that would explain the redhead amongst the blondes and brunettes." She often wondered where on earth Portia and Dylan came from. She was the exact opposite of the lot of them, and Astrid strived for perfection. At least she got along with Portia well enough. She couldn't remember the last time she'd had a real conversation with Dylan. Astrid shook her head. Sometimes she didn't know how Louis and she were friends. She supposed it was because she had gone through the entirety of her first year with no close friends and then Louis had come along, being assigned as her potions partner in her second year. They hadn't necessarily hit it off right away, but they had somehow become best friends. "Trust me, Louis, Rhiannon wouldn't complain, but she's not your type. She goes for the whores, like Erasmus. Last time I checked, you weren't a whore, even if you are a right old perv,"

[/color] Astrid kicked water around, wondering when they'd actually get in. Not that she brought anything to get in the tub with a guy in, she'd really expected to just take a shower and leave. "You get right on that. You know I wouldn't take money for it. But you know, if you have to charge people, I expect you to buy me something fantastic with the earnings,"[/color] she said with a laugh.

The redhead had fully intended on leaving and letting Louis take his bath. She'd probably just wait outside in the corridor and wait for him to be done. But he'd grabbed her wrist. "Talking at me? Sounds a bit rude there, Weasley. Why should I?"[/color] she said with a smile, but sat down nonetheless. The next thing that came out of Louis' mouth brought a smile to her lips. She put on a funny thinking face, before laughing. "Well, I do suppose I'd have no one better to go with, and you aren't bad looking. I do suppose I could indeed go with you... Yeah, why not?" she said, smiling quite widely. It's not that she had really wanted to go with anyone else, but the dance was not going to be romantic. At least she was going with her best friend, and not some weirdo she'd said yes to to be nice. Astrid smiled sweetly, and then brought her hand up, and pushed Louis into the giant tub. She normally didn't do stuff like that, but it just seemed like a good idea. Strange, because Astrid wasn't really the impulsive type.


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I feel like that sounds a bit odd at the end, but I REALLY wanted her to push Louis in. Astrid's outfit. Tag loustrid

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