Skipping Potions.

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Tony Alraur

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Once again Potions arrived upon the week's time-table. As he sat at the edge of his bed, Tony began to think of a way to erase the lesson from existence; deciding that simply removing it from his time-table would be enough. As Peaches curled around his feet, the young wizard picked up the catapult he had been given by Trinity. It was about time he started to use it, given it meant so much to her. Stroking his cat's head, the Ravenclaw checked she had enough water and biscuits; knowing that if she ran out, one of the house-elves would take care of her. Pulling on his shoes, the first year grabbed his wand and set off to the castle's grounds.

Whilst walking through the corridors, catapult swinging in one hand; wand gripped in the other, Tony felt the warm; stale air against his lungs. During his time at the school, he had spent very little of it climbing across objects; the professor's deeming it too dangerous an activity. Memories of the old ruins flashed back once again, as the young wizard wanted nothing more than to go back home; to see the river; to climb the ruins; to breath fresh air; to see.. Amy. Anger flooded the young boy as his fingers tightened their grips around the objects he carried. He still hated the girl for what she had done to him. He still hated her for leaving.

Hearing the voices of other students, the young boy snapped back into the corridor. He had wanted a relaxing afternoon out-side, but now it would be filled with hate. Moving quickly through the castle, Tony finally stepped out into the open; taking in a deep breath of air through his nostrils. The sun-light glared into his eyes, and the heat danced swiftly across his bare arms. Scanning the area around him, the young Ravenclaw checked for a quiet place to sit; but saw students enjoying their free time everywhere he looked. Still swinging the catapult, Tony set off further across the grounds. It was likely that the gardens would be just as occupied.
 
History of Magic, a class that Levi could easily fall asleep in. It was so boring, so unimportant; to him anyway, the class was not so important. Besides, it was May, and his birthday was just looming around the corner. His twin Kamaria would definitely kill him for skipping a class while she was in Potions. Pssh, as if Levi cares. The History of Magic can go suck a-anyways, Levi had found a nice spot on the lawn, to lay down and rest his silver eyes. His blonde hair waved gently in the breeze, and he started to think about this vacation coming soon. He would be a second year, his mother would no longer be his guardian...

That was something that brought chills to Levi. His mother, an inbred pure-blood. Levi was disgusted by it, but he would be moving in with his dad, and whoever he was with at the time. Athena had sent Levi and Kamaria many letters saying how much better her life was. What if Axel was not that big of a man? What if he got together with a filthy mudblood? How can he be trusted? Levi didn't know for sure, nor did he really want to. He was simply worried over the fact that Athena and Kamaria would not get the treatment they deserved. Levi could have sneered by the thought of them not getting what they deserve.

The sun blared into his closed eyelids, and caused Levi to open them after holding a hand to his forehead. He wore a Slytherin sweater and a pair of faded blue jeans. Hearing small footsteps that belonged to another first year, Levi's cold eyes landed on the one who had them. A Ravenclaw... One that seemed familiar in some of his classes. Odd, Kamaria was in Potions right now, why wasn't this kid? Oh, he is skipping, I bet. But why in the world is he carrying a catapult? Levi stood up, and decided to approach this kid with a few questions of his own. But first came first. Levi approached the walking Ravenclaw whose name really slipped his mind, before he asked, "Skipping Potions, aren't you?" A sly smirk can be seen. I didn't know that the Ravens like to rebel. How intriguing.
 
Sun-light continued to bask him in heat as his foot-steps made noise with each landing. Walking with any form of elegance and grace was not something this child could achieve. Give him a level piece of ground and it wouldn't be too long before he fell over it. Still swinging the catapult as if it was ticking time away, the first year scuffed his feet as he moved towards the Green-houses. Very many people went that way, so he felt it would at least be peaceful; giving him some time firing stones with-out any snivelling cry baby's running to a professor.

As he moved on-wards, Tony's eyes caught the movement of another student. Nothing about the boy seemed familiar. There was little reason for it to. Not paying attention to anyone out-side of those he needed was a waste of valuable effort, and left himself open to a break of trust. As the figured moved towards him, Tony turned his head in the slightest way possible. The earlier anger he had built up flooded his previously dark blue eyes. When the student directed words towards him, the young wizard paused in his own steps. The catapult stopped swinging; as if time had run out.

The logo which sat proudly on the other students jumper gave him little reason to worry. Status meant very little; and potential could be changed. Watching the smirk appear across the Slytherin's mouth, Tony focused upon his eyes. No emotions where expressed anywhere but his own, now green, circles. "What would be the answer you expect?". If it was yes, then Tony had little reason to cover his antics from this student. If it was no, then no it shall be.
 
Levi narrowed his eyes, but he said nothing. His gaze lowered to the catapult, and ideas lurked in the first year’s mind. The Slytherin had bad ideas, sure, but he was normally too lazy to put the effort in them to make them work. Levi glanced about, seeing no professors, and Levi answered once his gaze landed on the Ravenclaw, “I do believe that the answer I am expecting would be a yes.” Levi failed to really show any emotion in his silver eyes. That was one of the best qualities about Levi, he lack of emotions. It took a lot to really piss him off, and nothing really made him happy. He was just calm all the time. Or asleep…

With a subtle hand gesture, Levi said, “I don’t blame you. Potions is dreadfully boring. Took it last semester.” Levi shrugged. He had no interest in really learning. Hardly anything took his interest, not even Quidditch. Levi glanced over at the greenhouses, where he learned that the man who taught the subject was his uncle, and the head of his family, but Levi took no time out of his life to meet the man. Levi moved his blonde hair out of his eyes, and wondered what the boy had to say.
 
As his day continued to be interrupted by everything other than what he wanted, Tony stood in the grounds of Hogwarts; fully intent on ignoring the child in front of him. There was very little reason to pay him any mind. He had never seen him before, and nothing he had said gave this young wizard reason to test him. Still focusing his eyes, Tony watched the narrowed silver eyes of the Slytherin. He was thinking something. After a moment, words past through the young wizard's ears; indicating it was expected of him to have skipped a lesson.

Being expected to do something by others meant very little to Tony. He had his own mind, and would never follow like a sheep. A gesture brought his attention back, as the other student began, once again, to speak. at this rate, he would become as annoying as Trinity. However, Tony tilted his head slightly, the Slytherin agreed with him on one fundamental point. Potions was boring. What could be classed as a cold grin crept onto the young boys face. His still green eyes continued to flicker with hatred for Amy.

Watching with interest now, Tony began to wonder how trust-worthy the Slytherin was. The house had nothing for him to consider worrying about, but the people he met did. With his trust past to others shattered, Tony closed himself away; and vowed to hurt those whom had hurt him. Beginning with his filthy muggle father. Choosing to respond to the other student, Tony felt he had little reason to avoid him. "It seems we agree on one thing.". The young wizard still kept his defences high. "I can assume my avoidance of the lesson will go un-told of.". It wasn't a question. As a Ravenclaw, Tony knew he would likely receive a detention from the professor; for not being in the class-room itself with-out good reason.
 
Levi drew his attention away from the boy, for just a moment. It was rare for Levi to keep speaking or even stay around someone for so long, that he completely and utterly loses interest in them. Levi only considered his family to be his true friends, and needed no one else. Perhaps this was why no one knew of him, no one recognized him which was a blessing. Being alone was better than being surrounded by a couple of loud-mouthed punks. Levi messed with his tie, debating on taking the blasted thing off. Slytherin was the best house in his opinion, or at least, it was. From what he heard, mudbloods were in it, and Slytherin was falling in its pride. How shameful that was.

The boy had a cold grin, this struck Levi as particular, but he said nothing. Ravenclaws, nothing was in their description as being cold. Levi debated on actually getting out and meeting some other Ravenclaws, but chances were, Levi would more than likely despise them. Levi attempted to mentally analyze the young Ravenclaw in front of him, his eyes flickered with an all-to-familiar emotion that Levi could not put his finger on. Levi nodded as they did agree on one thing. Potions was dreadfully boring. Levi would only like it when he got to brew the damned potions himself. Levi remained quiet, and when the last sentence spoken, Levi had to think for a moment on what it meant. Levi was intelligent in his own ways, but sometimes it just took him a moment. “I’m not saying a word.” Levi had no intentions of tattling. That was just stupid in his opinion. Levi bent down and he picked up a rock about the size of his palm. Levi glanced at the catapult, and at the Ravenclaw before he held the rock up and he inquired with a smirk, “Are you going to try out that catapult?” Would the Ravenclaw choose rocks, as they could damage a lot more, than something small like pieces of parchment?
 
As he stood in the castle grounds, Tony wanted nothing more than to see the end of the school year. To be able to go home, away from the pointless, waste-of-time, establishment would be the greatest day he had had whilst here. He knew, with his dream of being an Animagus, that he would have to return for the second year; and every year after that. So far, Transfiguration; Herbology; and Charms had been the only lessons worthy of paying attention too. Everything else about the school, it meant nothing. At least it seemed as if one other student agreed with him. One other student that this young boy would likely forget after today.

As the Slytherin spoke, Tony saw the possibility of him being worthy enough to interact with. He hadn't been annoying. He hadn't been mouthy. He hadn't tried to act big. So far, he was at an acceptable level. There would be no tests. There was no need. Keeping his eyes upon the student, the young Ravenclaw watched as the boy leant forward; picking up a sizeable rock. This was what Tony was out-side for. Picking out the smirk now on the boy's face, the first year smiled at his words. Of course he was.

Taking the catapult into his right-hand, Tony held out his left for the rock. Not firing the device before, having only received it as a birthday gift from Trinity, the young boy had little idea how to correctly aim. This would be one of those times where the annoying chatter-box would be useful. "Any preference on a target?". That was something Tony had yet to work out.
 
OOC: Sorry, Levi was being sooo difficult today!
Levi had no reason to say his name, nor ask the Ravenclaw for his own. It seemed unimportant right now, and Levi more than likely would not seek out this boy after this event. Levi sought after no one, and that was not going to change anytime soon. Too much effort out of this Slytherin. Levi started to toss the rock up and down, catching it in his hand. A target…? Levi would suggest a Hufflepuff or just some strange kid, but Levi kept his mouth shut. Instead, silver eyes glanced around, and then it landed on tree. Levi pointed at the tall, sturdy tree, “Perhaps that, for starters?” There were fruits in the ground, but Levi would point them out later.
 
His attention now wavered on forgetting whom the other student was. Walking away after the day's event wouldn't mean anything. Tony simply felt the Slytherin was someone he never needed to put effort in to ignoring, as if the two of them just got on with their own lives. Looking around the grounds of the castle, Tony could once again see people having fun of their own. He used to have fun as they did. Running through the woods; or swimming in the river when he fell in. Not any more. His activities would be chosen wisely. Even with Trinity.

Catching movement from his side, the young Ravenclaw followed the the direction of the Slytherin's arm with his eyes. With the boy's words, Tony took the rock from him. A tree seemed rather dull. Placing the rock into the catapult, the young wizard wondered if he was using it correctly. Re-calling the actions his friend had taken, Tony tightly gripped the handle; and pulled on the rock. After pointing his arm up-wards, the young boy let go of the projectile.

It felt rather strange to fire the device. Usually, Tony prefer to throw objects with his own hands. Often sat on the old ruins, watching as stones bounced across the floor below. The first year watched as the the rock he had fired connected with the middle of the tree, its slight sound echoing through the surrounding area. The catapult seemed rather powerful; much better than what he could do alone. Tony, forgetting the other student was stood near him, began to wonder what objects he could knock down with stones.
 
That was considerably a nice fire. Levi nodded, but he glanced about. The aiming was excellent, and the Ravenclaw had hit the target. Levi thought for a moment, and he wondered something, would they ever meet again? Perhaps in the future, but that didn’t concern this boy. Levi turned around to see a few students, perhaps a second year Puff? Levi murmured quietly, “I would suggest hitting that Puff over there. Right in the kneecap.” Levi snickered softly, as he revealed a more violent side to the lad. But Levi glanced at the plants growing in the grounds, and some looked like pumpkins, those that the elves perhaps took care of. However, they were dangerously close to the Herbology greenhouses. “Unless you want to aim at those bright pumpkins.” Levi shrugged and took a step from the Ravenclaw, so he would have more room to look around and shoot other objects. Levi found himself slightly entertained by this.
 
Three weeks, sowwie. :(

An almost silent snicker brushed softly against the air around him, preceded by several words from the Slytherin. Turning slowly on his heels, the young Ravenclaw once more took sight of the fellow student; who seemed to enjoy the current activity taking place. Tony glanced to the side, and watched the indicated student for a brief moment. Given he had never seen them before, and had no reason to dis-like them, Tony chose to avoid causing any physical injury for now.

More words escaped from the Slytherin, as Tony once more turned his head; this time looking towards the Pumpkins by the Green-houses. One of the first days he had used his wand was out-side those buildings. The memory of the Pumpkin planting dancing vividly across his mind. Blinking once, Tony began to locate another stone upon the ground; and it wasn't long before he had taken aim at the bright orange fruit.

Pulling the catapult back as hard as he could, the young first year attempted to steady his arm; before letting go. This time however, the shot was no where as good as his first, as the stone landed short of the Pumpkin patch and merely bounced into the muddy ground. Lowering his arm, the Ravenclaw chose a third stone; this one slightly smoother than the previous. Taking aim once more, Tony fired the object across the castle grounds. Success, if it could be classed as such. The stone smashed against one of the large fruits, splattering a small amount of the skin as it passed through the exterior. Smiling slightly, the young wizard began to forget why he had been full of hate moment before; as he set about scooping up a number of stones to fire. Having become successful at first year charms, the young boy thought about using his wand to do the job; but thought better of it as he would have to mutter incantations every seven seconds.

After a few minutes, the young wizard had collected a small pile of stones; and proceeded to move into a more comfortable area to batter his targets.
 
OOC: It is okay. :) Considering it is Y9 now, this will probably be my last post

Seeing the Ravenclaw walk away to take aim at the pumpkins, Levi chose not to follow. Instead, he took a seat on the ground. A smirk decorated his pale lips. There was no way he was going to go around the greenhouses with a kid and a weapon. Levi put his arms around his legs, and he continued to have that Devil's grin on his flawless face. Levi's blonde hair wisped as a gust of wind gently fluttered around him, teasing him of up-coming bad weather. Levi didn't care. But right now, all focus was on the Ravenclaw lad. A snicker escaped his lips as the boy finally hit the bright orange pumpkin. Just how much longer before he is caught destroying public property? Levi took mental bets in his mind.
 
Okay. This shall end here then.
Placing another stone into the catapult, Tony was smart enough to know he would reach trouble relatively quickly if a professor; prefect; or snivelling child spotted him damaging fruit. It wasn't such a worry to him though; being yelled at might shake things up within the castle for a day or two. Taking aim again, the young wizard fired a second stone towards the Pumpkins; and watched as contact was made. It was certainly fun to do, and gave the young boy a thought about smuggling a few seeds home for the holidays.

After almost half an hour, Tony decided he had had enough fun for the afternoon; and settled on finding Trinity, or at least; trying to. See might have been interested in his new ability to use the catapult successfully. Loading one last projectile, the Ravenclaw clambered to his feet; and stretched his legs. Happy he was now capable of moving, the young wizard aimed once again at the fruits; and let go. His eyes widened slightly, as the stone shot through the air; bounced from the top of a pumpkin; and smashed through one of the panes of glass at the side of the green-house. Standing for a moment, Tony placed the catapult into his pocket; and watched for any movement ahead of him. It was either sheer luck, or no-one was in the area, that he had not been spotted thus far. After several seconds, the young Ravenclaw failed to see an approaching professor; so decided now was a good enough time to make his leave.

Whilst making his way back to the castle, one of the other students from Potions crossed his path; before stopping to check who he had seen. "Hey. Hey, don't you have Potions on Tuesdays? You weren't in the lesson.". They moved closer to the young Ravenclaw, who simply stood; expression-less; un-caring; and bored. "I'm in Hufflepuff. I don't know if I have the right person.". Tony fixed his eyes upon the boy, fully tempted to watch him squirm as he tried to talk. Deciding Trinity deserved his attention much more, Tony responded. "I do.". So far, only one question had been asked; and only one answer was required.

Continuing to be annoying, the Hufflepuff informed Tony of the home-work he had missed out on collecting; and the work they had under-taken in the lesson. Not a single word caused Tony to react. He cared very little for Potions, and even less for the work involved. "..er, okay then. I'll see you around?". This was a question the young first year avoided. He might 'see him around', but it would mean nothing. Not waiting for the other student to leave, Tony moved back towards the castle. He would write the work during dinner, or even a detention that was most likely to be thrown at him.
 
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