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Post by bowie on Aug 21, 2011 20:11:42 GMT -5
  Well, if there was one thing that could be said about this time, was that it certainly sucked. Though, his time sucked as well. And what about everything being so... slow here? Draco was about ready to blow, though he was content about the fact that he could find some time to be alone. Without Crabbe or Goyle. Merlin knows where they went, though he could care less. The towers seemed to be the quietest place right now, something strange considering this was the usual make out spot in his time.
Ugh, listen to him! In his time?! He sounded like he was a million years old! In his head anyway. Rubbing his face, he sat down against the railing, letting himself rest on it as he tried to relax. The thought of actually getting back to his own time hadn't really occurred to him before now, but now that he had time to think without someone screaming in his ear, he feared it not being possible. Well shit. What was he going to do now? It's not like he could start over with a clean slate.
Mumbling to himself about something or other, Draco rubbed his face and sighed. First point of business, find a way out of here. He would be damned if he was going to grow up with his father, the little prick. He wasn't interested in getting to know the younger Lucius, seeing as the older one wasn't too buddy-buddy with him. If he occupied his time with only himself, he figured that he would be alright.
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Post by Sirius Orion Black III on Aug 22, 2011 15:05:21 GMT -5
In this life that matters more than death, [/font][/color] I follow to my dying breath. And whatever crap you may decree,As long as I know you're paying me.[/center][/font]
So, Sirius didn't really know what to make of the rest of these kids being stuck here. He liked some of the ones he'd met, and he wanted them to stay. Like his godson, Harry. He was a neat kid, and all that rot. But he was certain there would be kids he didn't know that well. Or some that he woudln't like even. He wasn't really sure. What did this whole thing mean anyhow? Did they really get the chance to change things? Or would that hurt everything? He wasn't really sure, but he knew he certainly wasn't going to prison for something he didn't do. Now, had he actually killed all those Muggles, and Peter, then he deserved to go, but he would not be going for something he didn't do. All that rot be damned.
He stomped up the stairs, and he pushed his hair behind his ears. He didn't really know why he was heading back to the towers this early, but he could find something or someone to do. It seemd Ave was a bit...preoccuipied at the moment. Sirius snorted at the thought of her chasing the Hufflepuff he sort of had a thing worked out with to be friends at a distance, and he suddenly wanted another banana, but he wwouldn't go all the way back downstairs for one. Maybe he could conjure one. If he did, would it be safe to eat? He needed a second opinion there.
He needed to find someone to ask. He began his search near the Fat Lady, and he could have justed asked her, but obviously she didn't know what was good to eat, look at her, she was the size of an elephant. So he moved on, and he couldn't find anyone around. He pursed his lips, and he turned a few more hallways, and he would find himself somoene if it was the last thing he ever did. He eventually heard somoene mumbling and a sigh! At last! He figured it would have been a Gryffindor, or at least someone he knew. He was Sirius Black after all, he knew everyone!
He got closer to the person, and he just started talking, assuming the kid was about his age, and he'd know him. "So, assuming I didn't want to go all the way back down stairs to get a banana. If I conjured one, would it be safe to eat? Or would I end up with some old fruit? I don't like old fruit, and I also have no idea who you are..."
[/color] He noted as he got closer to the boy. He looked familiar, but Sirius knew he hadn't ever seen him before. He stood before him, and he cocked his head to the side. "Must be one of those...new kids, or whatever it is they're calling them now. Guess this is a good time to tell you if you cared to know, I'm Sirius Black; but I guess you probably knew that. Everyone does, or if they don't, it's their loss really."[/color] He smiled, a pseudo-smile, and he brought his hand back to his face, "So, about that banana..."[/color] He continued absentmindedly. [/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tag;; Draco !
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Post by bowie on Aug 22, 2011 19:40:41 GMT -5
It was with distain that he realized that someone else had the idea to come up to the towers. He couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl, but either way, he knew he didn't like them already. They were disturbing his peace and quiet, something that he had been searching for for hours. It would be just his luck that someone would show up the moment he got his head together. Dirty buggers.
When the person emerged, he only glanced in their direction, noting that it was a male and he looked distressed before he went back to his own world. Then again, where was his world? Draco couldn't even tell anymore. Was he going to be stuck here forever and what the hell would he call this place anyhow? This wasn't his home, but it kind of was at the same time. Ah! So confusing!
When his thoughts were broken, he had to stare at the boy in wonder. First of all, he obviously did not know who he was, or he wouldn't have bothered with him. Something Draco had come to enjoy, by the way. Second of all, this kid was seriously off his rocker. Talking about... what? Bananas? Draco stared at him in wonder, not amusement. His eyes darkened a bit before he shook his head. "All depends on how good you are at conjuring." he mumbled. When he introduced himself as Sirius, Draco scowled to himself. Wonderful.
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Sirius Orion Black III
from 1976
Sixth Year
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Long live the reckless and the brave, I don't think I want to be saved.
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Post by Sirius Orion Black III on Aug 26, 2011 22:20:31 GMT -5
In this life that matters more than death, [/font][/color] I follow to my dying breath.And whatever crap you may decree,As long as I know you're paying me.[/center][/font]
All these changes recently were making his head spin, and he didn't want to think about anything anymore. He was sick of it raining people, and naked men running through Hogsmeade, and anything of the like. He didn't want to be the younger version of one of the teachers here, and he didn't want to go to prison. None of this seemed like a win win situation to anything, and it was just a pain, and it was just something wrong with it all, and he just wanted everything to go back to how it was.
He sighed, and he could have taken his anger out on anyone, but he didn't, he just sort of hid it, and moved on as best he could, for the most part anyhow. His anger came out at points, but his anger could have come from any other thing here, really. His temper was just bad, and he could have just exploded at people for no reason at times. He just did that, he was just that way.
He listened as the boy spoke. He pursed his lips, bringing his hand to his face. "I suppose that makes sense."
[/color] He nodded, seemingly reasoning with himself. He knew that made sense, conjuring, like most magic could go good or bad. "So, let's say this! You conjure one, and I conjure one, and we compare bananas!"[/color] He said with a happy expression. "Well, now that just sounds raunchy. But, we all know I'd win that comparison either way, so at any rate, shall we?"[/color] He asked, his eyes bright. He hadn't asked who the boy was, but he honestly didn't really care. If the boy wanted to out with who he was, he could, Sirius wouldn't stop him. [/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tag;; Draco !
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Post by bowie on Aug 27, 2011 8:58:52 GMT -5
Wow, this guy could talk. Obviously the years in Azkaban had dulled his personality as he got older, but for now, he was just all energy. Which annoyed Draco. But like the politics of school, he knew better. In this time, Draco was just another transfer, he was nothing really important. Just the future son of Lucius and Narcissa. If that would even still happen. Who knows what would happen to him then? Yay, something else for him to fester his thoughts on.
Draco looked up to Sirius with a quirked eyebrow when he mentioned comparing bananas. What the hell was this kid on? Shaking his head as he just kept going, Draco stood and leaned against the railing now, his arm folded over his chest. Couldn't this guy just back off. "Look, Black. I'm not interested in playing your little circus games, so can you go play with Peeves or... yourself?" he snapped. He wasn't in the mood and he didn't care what Sirius wanted to compare.
The last thing he was going to compare was... whatever. That was definitely something he didn't get into with other guys. Especially guys that were somehow related to Potter. Draco sneered at that thought and turned his back on Sirius, looking out over the grounds. Peace and quiet. Peace and quiet. If he thought it often enough, perhaps the twerp would go away.
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Sirius Orion Black III
from 1976
Sixth Year
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Long live the reckless and the brave, I don't think I want to be saved.
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Post by Sirius Orion Black III on Aug 28, 2011 17:54:27 GMT -5
In this life that matters more than death, [/font][/color] I follow to my dying breath.And whatever crap you may decree,As long as I know you're paying me.[/center][/font]
He seemed like a nut, he knew that. He didn't care, he never cared about what people thought about him. He was rather snippy and such and seemed like he would care, but he never really did care about people's thoughts. They didn't matter in the long run, and only he and his mattered around here, if others thought they did matter, he would tear them down until they truly knew their place.
He smiled, rolling his shoulders. He tilted his head to the side, and he listened to the boy speak. He spoke his name, but he didn't seem to really grasp who he was speaking to. He narrowed his eyes, and he thought about starting to move in on the boy, but he held his ground for the time being. "That's funny. I think you must be mistaken, I never have to play with myself, I can have anyone I want at any time. You got sisters or something? You aren't horrid looking."
[/color] He smiled cheekily at his comments to the boy. He did love making people who had sticks up their ass mad, and this boy obviously had a big one pretty far up there. And, then he did something you don't want to do, he turned his back to him. Sirius felt his good mood drain, and he felt a mild head tick hit him. He wanted to attack the boy, but he should give him fair warning first, maybe he'd rectify his mistake. He moved in lightly, his wand into the other's lower back. "I'll leave this rudeness up to chance that you just are unaware of who you are really talking to, but you don't turn you're back on me. Ever. Do I make myself clear?"[/color] He whispered dangerously, close to the other's ear. [/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] Tag;; Draco !
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Post by bowie on Aug 30, 2011 11:18:14 GMT -5
Draco wasn't stupid. And if Sirius wasn't stupid, he would just walk away. Only because he knew nothing about Draco, and Draco knew practically EVERYTHING about Sirius. He had done his homework after third year, and while how he had escaped the death eaters was a mystery him, he knew what the guy was and how he could get in trouble for it. So he figured he would just leave, not wanting to waste his time.
He rolled his eyes when Sirius went on. Why did he care? Oh right, he didn't. So his words kind of went in one ear and out the other, not really registering. He was becoming arrogant now, and if he was in his own time Sirius would have been knocked to the ground by now. But he didn't want to 'offend' anyone here. Merlin knows that would cause more problems then solve any. But then he got a surprise, and he became disgusted.
Draco slowly turned to the boy, eyes glazed over. He flicked Sirius's wand away from him, using only one finger, not wanting to get 'soiled'. "Listen here you dirty mutt. I don't play games with illegal animagus's and I certainly don't want you to get into trouble with the Ministry. But before you point your wand at me again, I just want you to be aware that I know more about you and your little friends than you think. So go into your hole and think about Azkaban. Because you're going to spend a lot of time there when you get older." he snapped, his own wand out, just in case. Draco was angry and irritated now. This was quite the opposite of peace and quiet.
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