Closed Band practice

[Teddy Pirrip]

Teddy stood at the Gryffindor entrance waiting for Veronica and thinking about how he really couldn’t stand patrols with her. What had started as mildly irritating was now genuinely grating on him. Banter was his hobby and he could handle it all day, but with Veronica, it wasn’t banter. It felt personal, argumentative and relentless. He knew he wasn’t entirely innocent in their spats but she was so much worse. Her behaviour was exactly why he’d wanted to kick her off the team. Compromising on that still rankled him, and every snarky comment she threw his way on patrols made him regret if more. At this point, he’d rather she outright hated him for cutting her than stew over still being an alt.

What annoyed him most was how much of his time she took up. He checked his watch, an expensive gold watch his parents had given him as a congratulations for being made prefect, and saw she was a whole ten minutes late again, and Teddy’s patience was gone. He sighed restlessly, dragging a hand through his hair and remembering the boyband comment Veronica made previously. Enough was enough. When Veronica showed up he was going to have to say something about all of this. Between Quidditch, running the Brotherhood, and homework, he didn’t have time and he had a sneaking suspicion that she knew exactly what she was doing.

@Veronica Walden-Cade

 

[Veronica Walden-Cade]

Veronica knew she was running late for patrol but she hadn’t finished her care of magical creatures homework, and Professor Kaster’s approval was much more important to her than Teddy’s. Patrolling with him so far hadn’t been as bad as her wildest imagination might have led her to believe it was, but that was mostly because she barely said a word to him during them, and when she did they were biting and sarcastic.

While she wasn’t intentionally making him wait, she genuinely needed to finish her assignment before heading out, she didn’t hate the idea of him pacing back and forth gritting his teeth while he waited. Teddy took himself far too seriously and with everything he was in charge of this semester he considered his time important, Veronica enjoyed bringing him down a peg. When she was finally done, she grabbed her robe and made her way down to the entrance where Teddy was waiting.

“I’d say sorry I’m late, but I’m not, lets just go,”

 

[Teddy Pirrip]

Teddy frowned and crossed his arms as Veronica strolled up late, clearly unbothered that she'd kept him waiting. Teddy's jaw clenched at her unapologetic remark, but he managed to keep his voice even enough to mask just how angry he really was. "Of course you're not sorry," he said dryly, spinning on his heel to start the patrol since Veronica didn't want to hang around either. "Why would you be? After all, when your dad’s the head of house, you can apparently turn up whenever you feel like it." He shot her a glare over his shoulder, it wasn't like him to play a card like that, but Veronica had pissed him off enough to go there.