October 3, 2007

Jan 01, 2008 22:31


Sometimes, he thought he was cool.

Mostly, he thought he was lame.

Usually, he didn’t even care.

And as he walked down the hallway, sneakers too dirty to even leave a mark on the just-waxed floor, Ben Connelly sort of fell into all three categories. The cigarette made him cool, the hair made him lame, and, well… usually, he didn’t even care.

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frogleygoof January 2 2008, 05:18:54 UTC
Troy Frogley, only now and then, got detention. He never looked too forward to it, after all, as he rather liked keeping up the Ravenclaw "nice guy" image, but every now and then, he had some lapse. He did something stupid with Charlie Kerrigan and took the fall, insulted a rival Quidditch player from another house team ( ... )

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avis_abernathy January 2 2008, 05:30:34 UTC
If Ben was late somewhere, that was usually considered early in Avis' standards. Or usual way of doing things. If she was anything, she was a tardy lazy-arse who needed a functioning watch. Or perhaps she didn't really even care either way. The worst they could do if she was late was give her another detention, and she had those regularly. So regularly, in fact, she practically added it to her class schedule ( ... )

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woah_dream_big January 2 2008, 05:40:46 UTC
“Not happy to see me, Frogster?” Ben asked with a grin that radiated charisma. Actually, it radiated trouble, much like the room’s vomit cloud of general sucky-ness.

Ben leaned backwards, lazily crossing his ankles on top of his desk, the back of his chair balanced on the one behind him. “What’re you in for?” he asked, almost sounding conversational. “Have a go with Kerrigan and get caught macking on McGonagall’s desk? Found with a broom and St. James in a rather embarrassing position? C’mon, Jockstrap, you can tell me!”

Ah, and conversation was lost.

Avis’ entrance went unnoticed by Ben, who was too busy taking another drag off of this cigarette and humming that butchered Kinks song some more as he started at the ceiling. He’d star attacking Troy some more later; he didn’t want to use up all of this precious fight-time so quickly.

It was something to be saved. Treasured, even. He’d amuse himself for a while and then get back to work.

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frogleygoof January 2 2008, 05:50:55 UTC
Frogster? For some reason, that did annoy Troy. Maybe because he KNEW he was superior to Ben and didn't think his status in the school and what-not called for him to be referred to as "Frogster" and all, but. . .well, maybe it was just from Troy hating Ben's guts either way.

He didn't respond, pretending he hadn't heard him, and yawned - very fakely, of course. Troy wasn't a very good liar.

Didn't last for long. Troy rolled his eyes and turned around, sneering at Ben and beginning to reply with his usual retort, "Nah, none of them, it was actually that little bird of. . ."

"That little bird" of Ben's, or so Troy had believed, walked on in, and Troy immediately shut up, turning a good shade of red and bolting back around, facing the front of the room once more, not saying a word.

So. . .maybe Troy did have a bit of a crush on that bird. Maybe because that bird absolutely hated Troy and made it known, but Frogster always did have a bit of a thing for the girls who wanted nothing to do with him.

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ben_connelly January 4 2008, 01:46:23 UTC
“I’ll pass, mate, but thanks,” Ben replied with a nonchalant wave, as if Troy offered him another cigarette. “Though I am a bit worried you know the size of my arse in relation to Slughorn’s. It’d be preferable if you didn’t look at it, thanks ( ... )

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frogleygoof January 5 2008, 00:14:01 UTC
"Oh ha ha ha," Troy rolled his eyes and sarcastically replied back with. "Very funny." Really, though, he just couldn't think up a sufficient response yet again.

Troy rolled his eyes again and held up his Ravenclaw tie, sort of waving it to them. "Um. . .yeah, that's what I thought. You Gryffindors wouldn't know. You're known for being buggerwits," he sneered.

"Whorey?" Troy asked, a bit confused. Well. . .he was proud of scores or whatever his jocky friends and him seemed to call them, but. . .er. . .whorey? "What exactly is whorey? I'm sorry, I don't talk like a seven year old."

"Ah," Troy nodded in response to Ben, though focused his gaze right at Avis. "Well, I care because my curiosity is sharpened by all those rumours going around about you. So, if I'm with the legendary Connelly and Abernathy, I'm going to set out to get the story, after all. Investigative reporting, all that bollocks."

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avis_abernathy January 5 2008, 00:32:04 UTC
"Well remember, you do have to keep that award and all, Connelly. Or Troy's run out of female arses to grab at," Avis shrugged coolly, though she really wouldn't doubt it was true ( ... )

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simply2smashing January 5 2008, 01:03:10 UTC
Ben snickered at Avis’ insult, as a five year old would.

That was where his maturity level was, after all.

“Yeah, whorey,” Ben repeated, completely serious. “You know, a whore? Streetwalker? Lady of the Night? I don’t know why anyone would be proud of having to ask which girl. That’s pretty low, mate.” But then again, Ben was a prude. But he still thought it was horrible anyway ( ... )

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avis_abernathy January 8 2008, 00:17:51 UTC
UM IT WAS CALLED A "SHAG." IT WAS SILLIER THAN THAT, THANK YOU VERY MUCH PERV FROGLEY. . .Or so Avis would yell angrily if she heard what Troy had to think about it.

"Well that's kind of a mighty claim, Connelly. What if you don't live up to the hype?" Avis laughed, sort of clumsily falling back to sitting normally. "I dunno. . .I still have a shoebox full of them. That'll be okay, right?"

She'd known him long enough, and had gotten him uncomfortable and sad enough, to know what the tone meant. And then Ben had to go and get that vulnerable tone and. . .yeah, it was difficult for Avis to keep from cracking as she usually did.

"No you're not," she said in a quiet voice, as if she'd cry if she spoke too loud. She probably would have, too, after her little outburst earlier. "I thought you and her. . .you said. . ."

Avis cut herself off and stared at Ben, even seeming to ignore Troy's stupidity in front of them, too confused and angry and. . .hurt. Jealous. Very, very upset.

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ben_connelly January 8 2008, 01:15:35 UTC
“Have I ever not lived up to the hype?” Ben asked goofily, perhaps wandering into uncertain territory. She’d… well, she’d experienced every other bit of him, pretty much. She’d kissed him, she’d seen him half naked, just out of the shower… all things that one would associate with… erm, okay, never mind ( ... )

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frogleygoof January 8 2008, 01:57:15 UTC
"What are tree-feet?" Troy asked with this childish, very stupid expression on his face, as if Ben had suddenly sprouted gillyweed from his nose. "Trees don't HAVE feet, if you hadn't noticed?"

Suck on THAT, Connelly. OH TROY FROGLEY WAS GOOD.

. . .Hopefully nobody would rain on his egotistical parade.

"Oh how the mighty have fallen," he smirked, as if relishing the moment, as if it humiliated Ben, even if Troy was only humiliating himself.

"Of COURSE I do, everyone's seen that Brad Pitt movie!" Troy laughed, shaking his head as if Ben really was daft. "And, same NAME and all."

"If that's what'll cheer you up, babe, I'm sure it can be arranged," Troy drawled slyly, rolling his sleeves up.

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avis_abernathy January 8 2008, 02:07:13 UTC
Avis peered up at Ben through her eyelashes, almost shyly. . .almost flirtatiously, though caught herself before she went further on her mistake. But. . .a part of her kind of liked looking at Ben like that, kind of reminded her of how he looked when he peered over at her that one day in summer in her room and all ( ... )

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