Bulletin Board

[Lucius Malfoy]

SLAM!

"Well no one asked you, you bloodless twit!" Lucius yelled angrily through the freshly closed door of Myrtle's lavatory. He shook his right fist at the door momentarily, before losing interest and straightening his robes. His shoes squished ever so slightly against the floor as he shifted his weight, and he wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Moaning Myrtle truly was a repulsive creature, what with all her splashing about in plumbing. Well, not splashing per say because ghosts can't really 'splash', but her choice of frolicking grounds was undesirable none the less. He glanced down at the growing puddle by his feet and scowled.

"WAS THAT REALLY NECESSARY?" He screeched. "THESE WERE IMPORTED FROM HUNGARY!" With a flail of his cloaked arms, he stomped backwards a few feet, nearly trampling some unfortunate soul in the process.

"Watch where you're standing, you could have killed me!" He snapped as he spun around, leveling a glare intended to be somewhat intimidating on this newly found foe.

[Narcissa Black]

Bee-lining from class to go to the owlery, Narcissa clutched her parchment tightly and speed-walked as fast as she could, trying to get her errand done before the next class began. Being all the way down on the second floor, she was really pushing it. Flying past Myrtle's Bathroom, a second figure stepped out just in time to collide with her, sending her books, and, worst of all, her parchment, flying.

"Ooorrgghh!!" she screeched in disgust, plopping to the floor. She looked over and saw an ever-growing puddle of water coming towards her, and before she could scramble away from it, she saw her beloved parchment land gracefully in it. She fumed. Heads were going to roll.

"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" she screeched; her face pink with rage. Looking up, she saw it was Lucius. She felt her lungs take a sharp intake of breath, and her heart skip a beat, but seeing his angry face yelling at her, she quickly jumped ship.

"Watch where you're standing, you could have killed me!"

"Ugh! I could have killed you? You mowed me over, you cow! What in the world were you doing in Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom anyways? Come to have a love affair?"

Narcissa never played nice when it came to arguements.

[Lucius Malfoy]

"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID!"

Bloody Hell.

"Narcissa!" Lucius nearly squeaked in surprise, dropping the glare instantaneously.

"Ugh! I could have killed you? You mowed me over, you cow! What in the world were you doing in Moaning Myrtle's Bathroom anyways? Come to have a love affair?"

"I didn't mean- I didn't know it was- No! What a disgusting suggestion! How could you even imply that anyone would- Let me help you with your things!" He exclaimed, dropping into a crouch and collecting a few of the scattered books nearest his feet. Book, book, book... Didn't she have a sheet of parchment as well? He quickly scanned the floor around the two of them, to no avail. "Now where..." He muttered softly to himself before looking over his shoulder back towards door.

The puddle seemed hellbent on world domination, as it now had spread to take up a good portion of the corridor, nearly reaching the edge of his robes. He gave them a quick jerk, disgust evident on his face, before he noticed something not-quite-floating a few feet out.

"Oh." He breathed. Lucius looked back to Narcissa, apologetically. "I'll... Replace it?" He offered.

[Narcissa Black]

Oh, to see the proud and equally vain Lucius bending over to pick up her things! It was touching, but Narcissa was an opportunistic girl, and likewise, she planned on milking the situation for everything it had.

"That happened to be a very long and important letter to my dad!" she cried. "And now I'll have to write it all over if it doesn't look perfect after its dried! Perhaps then I'll have to add in it why his important letter took so long to arrive! It was most certainly not the owl's fault, it was yours! And I'm sure Daddy won't like that at all!"

Hands on her hips and a pout on her lips, Narcissa took her wand and pointed it at the puddle.

"Accio parchment!"

The parchment came soaring at her, but as it was covered in toilet water, Narcissa wasn't about to touch it, so she ducked aside and let it slap into a wall, where it stuck.

"Siccus!"

Another flick and it was dry. Falling to the floor, she gingerly picked it up with the very tips of her fingers, before dropping it in another fit.

"Ugh! It smells! Thanks alot, Lucius, I'll have to go write a new one!"

[Lucius Malfoy]

"That happened to be a very long and important letter to my dad!" she cried. "And now I'll have to write it all over if it doesn't look perfect after its dried! Perhaps then I'll have to add in it why his important letter took so long to arrive! It was most certainly not the owl's fault, it was yours! And I'm sure Daddy won't like that at all!"

Lucius balked. This wasn't at all how conversations went with Narcissa in his head. Mind you, none of his conversations with her had ever gone the way they had in his head, but that wasn't the point.

"I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you, I swear." He dropped his voice to a softer volume so as to draw less attention to them should anyone else happen to be around.

"Ugh! It smells! Thanks a lot, Lucius, I'll have to go write a new one!"

"I can copy it for you while you're in class!" He offered, he hoped somewhat helpfully. "I can even get it delivered!" He gestured towards the owlery in a flurry of hands and what looked like near panic.

[Narcissa Black]

"I can copy it for you while you're in class!"

Narcissa furrowed her brows and pouted even further.

"You can't do that, it's a private letter! I don't go around letting the world read my letters! There could be something very private in here."

She had softened her voice as well, subconsciously following suit with Lucius. Seeing his hands fly about, she couldn't help but smile. The way he seemed to go out of his way did not go unnoticed by her. She felt warm and fuzzy suddenly, her smile no longer able to hide.

"I suppose you could make it up to me," she cooed, stepping closer to him. She was so close their noses were merely an inch or two away from each other. Her left arm rested on his left shoulder, so that their heads had to turn to the left to see each other. Narcissa grinned, seeing Lucius's face so close to hers, the look on his face what she most enjoyed.

[Lucius Malfoy]

"You can't do that, it's a private letter! I don't go around letting the world read my letters! There could be something very private in here."

Suddenly, Lucius felt like a Great Boob for having suggested it in the first place. The corners of his lips tugged down in a pitiful frown and he dropped his gaze to the floor. "Oh, well I suppose that was silly of me to..."

"I suppose you could make it up to me."

Lucius' face lit up as she stepped closer. "Of course! Anything!" He tucked his head to the left to better see her face. He was quite fond of her face after all. He smiled, a small coy gesture, though hard to miss at such a range. "What did you have in mind?"

[Narcissa Black]

Oh the sweetness of sudden opportunity! For most people, opportunity came knocking once in a while, but for Narcissa, who tended to spot opportunity hiding from her deep in the darkest recesses of circumstance, plucked it yet again from it's hiding spot and extracted every ounce of brightness from it that she could.

"Well," she stated grandly, preparing for her spiel, "Magical Circus is coming to London and although I begged and pleaded with Mummy and Daddy, they won't allow me to go to the concert because it is on a school day and they don't want me to miss out on school for a concert even though it's probably the biggest concert of the year!"

She practically squealed the last parts as her excitement grew. Magical Circus was a hugely popular band as of two years ago, and, never one to miss out on a bandwagon, Narcissa was instantly swept up in the wave that was Magical Circus. Her eyes, lighting up, matched the movements of her hands in intensity. She hopped a litle, getting to her point.

"Sooo," she hopped again, "I want tickets to that show and I want the best tickets money can buy and I want backstage VIP to meet the band and I want you to sneak me out somehow!"