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@This town is colder now

kinglouisweasley:

Waking up early Louis rolled out of bed and headed down to the Great Hall for some breakfast. Today was destined to be a long day, one of the other prefects had bailed and he had detention duty. While some teachers like Professor Hamilton held their own detentions where they had students do work, others chose to have the prefects hold detentions where they simply had to sit there with the person in trouble for two to three hours depending on the offense. It was pointless and stupid, it didn’t teach anyone anything in Louis’ personal opinion. But he hadn’t become a prefect for his opinions, he had become one for being responsible or something like that. Who honestly knew. Granted being a prefect had made him more responsible. Where previously he had partied now he didn’t, unless of course Jackson wanted him to go to one. But there were reasons to happy about being a prefect and reasons to complain. His current day’s duties were the latter.

Exiting the Great Hall with a banana and muffin in hand Louis wandered through the hallways taking his time. He would still reach the classroom early, that was another thing about being a prefect it’s like they had installed in him a built in clock that let him know time. Munching he wandered about thinking about nothing in particular. Entering the detention classroom he sat at the front desk and causally propped his feet up on its surface waiting for whomever he was supposed to be supervising to arrive. An owl was to arrive also with the day’s roster. Just as he was wondering where it was it flew into the room from the hallway landing gracefully by him. Picking up the letter he expected a lot of names, there had to be a lot of people breaking the rules seeing as there were so many new rules because of the attacks.

His eyes scanned the list from the bottom, but they reached the top quickly to only find one name. Tallulah Grace Fenwick, offense: talking back to the teacher. Louis couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the offense, so Lulah, wait Lulah. He nearly fell out of his chair as he heard a groan at the door coming from none other than the feisty blonde herself. His feet slid off the desk quickly as he stood to prevent himself from falling. “L-Lulah! I-I…uh…hullo.” His stuttering was pathetic the whole standing there, pathetic but what was he supposed to do. He hadn’t seen her in two months since they had fought. They were both too stubborn to talk to the other since the fight so they just hadn’t, no matter how many times Louis wanted to run to her and complain about some imbecile he hadn’t. And there she was just standing there looking so completely and utterly annoyed to see him. It was like the past just wouldn’t vanish, and here was Lulah a person that Louis had loved and had hurt. It sucked, today was just not the day.

Today was going to be a really fucking shite day. 

Lulah slunk out of her bed feeling a little bit like she’d been bricked in her sleep, her mouth tasted like Vicky’s cat had been sleeping on her face. Quite frankly if anyone  had still been in her dorm she would not have been able to justify ripping their head off. One thing was for certain and that was that she’d missed breakfast completely. Already she wanted to descend back into her nest of covers, more than likely face first. But of course, she couldn’t and there was definitely no time to go and beg a cheese and ham sandwich off the house elves in the kitchens because she had Detention. Sodding detention. It was a surprise really that she hadn’t even had one since she got back to Hogwarts but still, the longer gap between them meant that it seemed even worse. The only smug satisfaction she got was that it wasn’t a pastoral detention, which meant that she got to sit with a prefect who was pretty much being punished just as much as she was- which was the only positive. Annoying the hell out of anyone was pretty much her greatest talent aside from brewing ridiculously complicated potions. Not to mention she enjoyed it.

So she heaved herself about her room trying to make herself even vaguely resemble human for sitting in a chair for two hours doing nothing. She really hoped she got a squeaky one. Or maybe one of those tables with one leg shorter so it banged against the floor whenever you leant on it. After successfully crapping up her eye liner a total of three times she managed to get it right, throwing her hair up in a ridiculous mass of blonde waves in something that vaguely resembled a bun. Really though, it wasn’t like she was doing them a favour so they could sit with her with her face like thunder and whole person in general disarray and bloody well enjoy it. Safe to say if this prefect wanted to go she would in a second. Lulah didn’t consider herself to not be a morning person… it was just morning’s like this. Undoubtedly she knew that her reflection would do her no favours but she felt it necessary to turn to the mirror anyway, casting one quick cosmetic charm to cover the dark smudges beneath each eye not even bothering to see how her hair had turned out. 

Her walk to the room assigned (some old Transfiguration room) was relatively uneventful, a Gryffindor had been getting pissy at a painting jostling her near the Charms corridor. They got a stink eye and a grumble, she was reserving her energy for full bitch-fit mode when she got to detention. Lulah was punctual, even slightly early and so she fully expected for the room to be empty reaching up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her elbow collided with the door frame and she pulled her arm toward herself ‘Motherfucker’ right on the tip of her tongue but she groaned instead casting her eyes back up to the person sitting speechless behind the desk. Oh motherf- for a split second her teeth gritted for something other than the pain in her funny bone. Then she dropped her arm. 

“Hello” she replied perfectly cordially, her face blank and she calmly moved over to sit down in the front row. Her weight hitting the chair made it squeak loudly and she could already feel the headache coming. Just to put the fucking cherry on the icing on top of the cake made of shit that was this day, there was Louis looking ridiculously Louis-y right in front of her. She clamped her teeth down over her bottom lip and chewed determinedly, kicking back in her chair and fixing her eyes on the sun dial rendered completely useless by the blatant lack of sun. 

Sometimes I go through my posts from the morning night before and for once I’m not actually drunk and actually sound it

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omg that would be like worse. yes i will start it now

ily

omg that is a horrific image like blood and crap yea i feel like they would work it out hopefully

I meant smash their faces together as in make out but that’s just as bad

Yeah one of them would be mature and then the other one would and it will all be okay

omg yes he so would be gosh louis i could punch you, but yes

But they can’t argue for too long/much because Lulah would end up reaching over the desk and smashing their faces together

I’m sorry but she definitely would

thenextfredweasley: