bristlebane court

@ϟ Joel And more? Please do tell Mr. Pimentel, what you have up your sleeve....
/although the tone of my voice had seemed like a taunt, it was apparent by the school-girl like grin on my face that I was being rather sweet with you instead, soaking up all those features I came to adore after years together. Yet each time my gaze fell upon them it felt like the first, I was instantaneously mesmerized, drawn into your lips as sparks flew across my skin every time your touch fluttered against it.
I find it quite impressive you still speak about me as if you're under a love potion. After how many years? Five? Six?
/sure I was busy laying down that barrage of kisses as I spoke, though I soon became sidetracked as your own lips began to work magic across my unblemished skin, leaving me to let out a harrowed breath as my head dipped back, relishing in the feeling of your lips against those areas you've come to learn about so heavily. The returned bouts of affection made me wrap my arms tighter around you as I let out a soft groan, almost kittenish in nature.
I have a game in a few days, are you going to be able to make it?

@ϟ Bridget All of the above and more.
/playfully jokes back, my handsome, devilish grin spreading tenfold as the laughter drips from your lips; the sound was intoxicating- and the way your eyes fell on my lips, my features- I couldn't help but return the same yearning look. I knew what you wanted, and I wanted the same.
Mm.. /With a sly pull of your shirt, I began slipping my hands beneath the surface of the fabric, fingers meticulously spreading wide over the warmth of your waist. My thumbs were quick to wrap themselves over each edge of your tummy, fingertips sinking into the back dimples of your body. I lifted my head to receive the plethora of kisses you offered, eager to hear and feel every soft smack your lips made against my jaw.
Studying is good, though I hate occupying my time with books rather than you. /eventually lowers my head to return the love, face sinking deep into the hollow area of your neck; there I began kissing you, lips moist to the touch. I was intoxicated with the way you felt.

@ϟ Joel Is there any option for all of the above?
/mellifluous laughter dripped from my lips as our heads neared along with our lips, my own drawn to yours with an urgent buzz, one that always left my head reeling with happiness every time we connected. At our gentle chiding I adjusted my self in your lap until I was firmly seated, hands resting on either side of your neck as my thumbs dawdled across your skin. With my head turned to the side in observance of you, I soon lean forth and plant my lips against your jaw, unable to resist giving you my affection.
How's studying going? Do you feel like you're getting it.....
/despite being preoccupied with laying down a line of soft angel-like kisses against your jaw, I managed to mumble a bit of conversation just so I could hear your voice. Your soothing voice.

@ϟ Bridget /barely had I noticed the gentle patter of your feet, far too immersed in the book to hear. I sat hunched over the bed sheets, legs crossed in an apple-sauce manner. I had almost forgotten anyone was here with me.
‘And the motion for completing this spell involves..-‘
/I began in turning the page, ready to absorb whatever mysteries the lesson had left for me. But had it not been for the sudden snap of the book- I wouldn’t have jumped, nor lifted my head to greet that coy yet charming smile of yours.
Ah- baby. You scared me. /i was quick to set the book to the side, instead opening space for you to splay your legs over my lap. Though it had only been a few hours since we focused ourselves on our own studies, it felt like ages since I’d last talked to you.
And what should we do on our break, baby girl? Cuddle? Make out? /I lifted my head to nudge yours, eyes eventually lifting to meet your gaze.

@ϟ Joel /hours of sifting through our textbooks for the first quiz of the summer session, I sat poised at the vanity with my eyes rising from the cracked parchment bound between leather, to wander over to your hunched over frame on the bed. Then with a coy little smile I set the dusty old book onto the table before stalking closer all minx-like, my upper body climbing onto the bed in front of you before I reach out to let my palms slide onto each side of the book you were reading, before closing it with a playful snap. I then hooked either side of my legs onto each side of your lap, the covers scrunching underneath me as fingers come up to delicately come back through your wild tresses, while I simultaneously mused with a tone of adoration.
Let's take a break babe. We've been at it all day.

@☀ Paloma I'm allowed to have favourites. But do I admit them? Rarely. Every professor has a favourite.
/as we begin to settle into my office I immediately begin to relax more, deft fingers loosening up my tie as I clear my throat and then the top two buttons of my cream-coloured dress shirt. It was certainly not hot right now, but something in this room was making me heat up a tad. After that I turn to face you with a charming smile, trying not to overdo it as I move to the front of my desk, half sitting on it as my biceps cross over my chest, inherently flexing as I nod.
Does it really? You'll have to pardon me for it being a bit messy, I'm evaluating students to participate in university NEWTS. Denying and accepting applications. It's that time of the year.
/mumbles on -- knowing that you probably would care anyways -- but still I try to maintain small talk in order to skirt around what felt like the elephant in the room. There was no denying an innate attraction, but I couldn't give in so easily. I wouldn't.
Hm -- oh yeah. I don't think we need to worry much about that. Students know I keep things professional. But I appreciate your concern, so before you leave you could just hang it on the back of my chair. But for now please do get comfortable, and if you need any Advil or Gatorade -- we wouldn't want you having a hangover do we?
/rubs my hands together and laughs, before nodding my head as if to welcome you closer. It now felt a little strange to have you at such a distance, something within me was aching for the distance to be smaller.
You haven't been here that many times have you? I actually have you on the shortlist for NEWTS, believe it or not. I think you'd be an excellent Mediwizard or Potions Maker if you'd just apply yourself. Maybe even an auror. The opposition needs some good purebloods in their ranks for support.

@☾ Theo ℋ Well of course, are you saying you don't have one?
/the saucy question hanging in the air before I shook my head as I chuckled, finding it both entertaining but a bit nervewracking how we were both dancing around the elephant in the room, wondering if we both felt the tension in the room or if I was just imagining things, not wanting to make a move in fear of embarrassing myself. Any other circumstance I would have already made it clear what I wanted but for some reason, your presence brought out a shy side of me, one I didn't let many people see/
Nah I'm kidding. We all know that you aren't allowed to have favorites.
/winking slyly at you as I nudged your side, laughing out loud when you brought up the fact that I made you fill out lots of reports/
Whoops? C'mon, you know I'm entertaining at least--
Thank you, I try my best.
/fluttering my eyelashes playfully before averting my gaze as another blush rose to my cheeks after you placed your jacket on me, eyes widening briefly after you placed your arms over my shoulders and let it sit there, the casual gesture feeling intimate due to my feelings for you. The slip up of you almost calling me by my first name didn't go unnoticed by me, a bashful grin making its way on to my face, so small that it was hopefully not noticeable to you/
Wow, I feel special now. You're probably right buuut you are the one who insisted on making sure I went somewhere--
I do take care of myself! Well-- for the most part.
/wincing slightly as I laughed, my eyes flickering between your face and the interior of the castle, always in awe of the architecture of the castle no matter how long I had been here/
Well is it working?
/raising an eyebrow at you as I let you interpret my openended question in whatever way you wanted to, a part of me nervous to hear your response but also knowing that you'd play it off. I noticed your hand that was placed on a part of my body at all times, your protective nature drawing me even closer to you
Well your office certainly looks different at night--and when I'm not in trouble.
/snorting softly as we both knew I was familiar with the now less intimidating and even cozy room due to the many times I had been sent to your office for my troublemaking, smiling gently as the soft firelight reflected off both of our faces, walking over to take a seat on your ottoman, kicking off my heels and crossing my legs under me, pulling your jacket off my shoulders to hand back to you, missing the warmth and comfort it provided almost instantly/
I should probably give this back to you--wouldn't want people to get the wrong idea now would we?

@☀ Paloma /not even noticing that we had begun traipsing through the darker parts of campus in order to get to the main castle, I kept a firm hold on you by keeping you close, making sure your intoxicated self wouldn't stumble over any roots or stones.
A soft spot for you? Is that what you're insinuating.
/keeps a chuckle quiet and to myself as I let the end of that sentence linger, the corner of my eyes crinkling as they form crescent moons. Truthfully I didn't even have to put up with you, but I wasn't about to let you live it down either
Yeah, you're always causing me trouble. Making me fill out more reports in a week than I have to do for all other students combined in a year. Kidding. you're a talented witch, Pa -- Miss Vos. It's been a pleasure to oversee your growth. And your downfalls.
/alluding to your tryst with Tommy, I wasn't about to let you live that down either. So as we approached the glimmering fires of the castle I kept going, this time letting my arms drape around your shoulders after I lay my suit jacket across them.
You mean take students to my office? Can't say I do that quite often. But not many students put me in this predicament either. You should really take better care of yourself, Miss Vos. So I don't have to. Or is that another one of your ploys? Clever little witch.
/releases a pensive exhale as I let my fingers flutter in the wind to undo the protective charm that surrounded the entrance, letting it fall so I could let us in. Our footsteps echoed throughout the halls and extended into the lengthy corridors as we made our way to my office. I had noticed you began to sober up but I still kept a hand on you at all times, or at least let my body be in close proximity -- and I wasn't sure why I insisted to do so. Snapping out of my thoughts I do the same charm unlock to my office, the door swinging open with a creak as the lights automatically turn on to reveal a pile of papers on my desk, and the shadow of the aforementioned ottoman next to the fireplace that just ignited.
Make yourself comfortable.

@☾ Theo ℋ You're right, I shouldn't be so careless.
/my eyes dipping down as I felt awkward due to your chiding, swallowing harshly as I suddenly felt like my younger self getting scolded by my parents, stepping away from you slightly as we continued to slowly walk in the opposite direction of the party/
Oh really? I'll hold you to that.
/a grin breaking out on my face as my eyes twinkled up at you, an airy laugh escaping my lips as the thought of dancing with you made me feel like a stupid freshman pining after a senior all over again/
A soft spot for troublemakers hm? Makes sense why you've put up with my antics for the past two years.
Ha ha. Tommy's sweet when he wants to be and he's definitely easy on the eyes. Can't blame a girl for liking the attention can you?
/rolling my eyes at the shade you threw in my direction, knowing that it was true since Tommy wasn't the best choice of partner but shrugging as I knew that I always had a weak spot for men who looked good and gave me attention. It was my weak spot as well as my strong suit, always being able to have used my looks and in my favor to get what I wanted in the past/
Do you take care of all your students like this? Or am I a special case--
/my words teasing as you were insistent about making sure I had a safe place to sleep, knowing that you probably weren't giving me that much of special attention but wanting to believe that maybe I stood out to you, my inner giddy schoolgirl thriving as this only made me like you even more/
I really don't want to bother you...I'll be fine I promise-
/my pearly teeth sinking down on my plush lower lip as i weighted my decision, a part of me not wanting to infringe on your privacy and the rest of your night due to my stupid decisions but also not wanting to spend the night in the dark infirmary alone, my words getting cut off as you insisted once more at me going to either your office or walking me to the infirmary, ultimately deciding that spending a night in your office wouldn't be too bad, even if it meant me getting all moony-eyed at you and perhaps embarrassing myself in front of you/
...your office I guess? The infirmary is spooky at night when you're all by yourself.

@ϟ Zabdiel /the little back and forth between us was cute, a touch here or a caress there -- it was obvious that the spark being passed to and fro would soon escalate into a blazing fire. Everywhere your fingers would grace left behind a hot sensation that nearly had me dripping from the start, urging me to be more forward and to be more susceptible to your words and touch. At your insistence to occupy the potions lab I raise a brow, before a mischievous simper upturns my lips as I let you take control.
Potions lab it is then. You know the way then.
/it was as if no one else was in the room as we traipsed through it, the little slap on my making me gasp out in laughter and whip around to snatch your wrist in an act of warning, even though I made it quite obviously I liked the public teasing. Though I soon relinquish my grip and let you guide me out of the court and into the stretch of green that separated the dorms and the campus, making sure my stumbling body kept close to yours

@✤ Marina / I can feel by the motion of her waist that she's just as ready for this dance to be over as I am. Her hand has falles beneath my jeans and I try to conceal my groan. Normally I'm the one in control and I let no female venture to certain areas of my body unless I give her the go ahead first, lest she discover a harsh scar or clawmark that she'd question. But her touch feels too good to push her away now and I let her work her hand harder, smirking as her grip tightens at the Spanish flowing from my mouth. That's usually reserved for girls who don't speak and grow wet at the thoughts of what else my tongue can do, so I revert to English.
Potions Lab. I study there - I know all the lock charms for that room.
/ Unwilling to let her maintain the control this long, I pull her wrist away from my pants and move my hand between her thighs beneath her skirt. Impatient, she begins to lead me out of the room by my belt buckle. I grip her hand to spin her around and lead her out, landing a firm smack on her before making our way to the archway exit.

@ϟ Zabdiel This is what I came here for, babe.
/in tandem we seemed to both be teasing each other, and it was no secret I was falling prey to the expert motion of your hips, the alluring tone of your voice. In my drunken state I may have even let a moan or two slip out. But I was growing impatient, so with my fingers slipping behind your waistband I gaze up at you with wandering eyes, not registering your words because of the foreign language, but hearing you speak in your native tongue was so incredibly hot I thought I could already feel myself quiver.
We could find a vacant room on campus? I know the Greenhouse is always free, or perhaps the potions lab?
/now growing more insistent I began to back up with you in tow, keeping my fingers latched onto your belt as my sways side to side as I still face you to await an answer.

@☀ Paloma I'm not acting any type of way. But back in my day there were less consequences for muggle borns or half bloods if they break the rules. Now not so much. You and your pureblood friends may be lucky Miss Vos, but say another student got caught breaking any rules. They wouldn't have the leniency the Ministry would give you.
/not sure if I was making sense to somewhat of an inebriated student, I still had to keep up the professional facade in order to evade your words. Though it eventually broke at your dancing comment, my head dipping low to conceal the smile that shone towards the ground, as I scoffed playfully.
Maybe at the Ball I'll have you for a dance. It's only customary a Headmaster befriend his students.
/trying to convince myself there wasn't an innate attraction we've been dancing around for years would probably be my folly, but I kept up the facade by shoving my hands in my pockets as you regained stability.
Mr. Hildebrand -- don't even get me started. It's a miracle the counsel let him back after last semester, all that boy does is cause trouble. But I have a soft spot for troublemakers, what can I say. You sure know how to pick them, Miss Vos.
/throwing a little shade was never something I was afraid to do, and I could only imagine you could see the blatantly teasing smirk present on my lips, that was ironically juxtaposed with my posh accent. As we began to walk more, I guided you away from the party, and as you started to halt in your steps I had to use my palm to guide you once more, first placing it between your shoulders but letting it slide down at its leisure.
You may be an adult, Miss Vos but you are still my student, and I still need to take care of you. And after what I just saw -- pardon me when I say I can't have you go back there. So your choice is either the infirmary or......my office? Though there's nothing but a leather ottoman you could crash on.
/even after those words my face lowers to watch you pat my chest, a chortle soon erupting from my chest as I shake my head, adamant at my decision to not let you go back there. Was it truly only for your safety? Or could I have been wanting to keep you away from more? I chose not to ask myself any further.
So what will it be? Infirmary or my office. I'm not leaving you here.

@✤ Marina / I growl at her invitation to take our discussion somewhere more secluded. More alcohol in her system than mine but not enough to be out of her mind, I make sure we truly are both on the same page, even though her tugging on my belt hasn't made it a secret.
You sure you want this, mamita?
/ She has my chin in the grip of her fingers and tries to maintain the advantage by keeping me wanting and teasing me with lack of contact. She has no idea what she's in for. Though I stop at her Spanish, now feeling more free to intermix my more comfortable tongue with the English.
Muy bien, nena. Pues, yo te estoy siguiendo. Where do you want me to take you?
/ I grind my hips slowly at her words, sure to press into her suggestively as I move. I watch her jaw drop with a light moan at every point of contact and chuckle.

@ϟ Adriana You and me both.
/Scrunching my face as I watched as the alcohol inebriated bodies grinded and sweat against each other. Taking another sip of my drink a blush crossed my face as she called me out on my newbie aura./
Yeah. Is it that obvious?

@☾Tessa /taking a sip from my bottle as I eyed the new girl that made her way over to the corner I stood in, my eyebrow raising at people normally never approached me due to the reputation my family had as well as the rumors that surrounded me in this school/
No, not really, I'm not one to see people be sloppy and basically have on the dance floor.
Are you new here?

@ϟ Adriana I watched as a tall brunette walked through the door appearing confident on the outside but I noticed the way she subconsciously shielded herself from the stares of others. I didn’t know anything about her but from the stares of others I could tell they knew something I didn’t. Knowing she probably felt the same way I did about these kinds of things, I made my way over to her as she perched herself against the wall near me. Normally I wouldn’t be one to strike conversation with a stranger but the alcohol in my system convinced me otherwise./
These types of parties aren’t quite your thing are they?

@☾ Theo ℋ We're just trying to have a good time before classes start again, you know how it is--don't act like you never partied...
/rolling my eyes playfully as I retorted back lightly, looking at you pointedly as I knew that you weren't always the goody goody Headmaster we all knew/
Hm, pity. Would've loved to see you on the dance floor.
But thank you, again. And Tommy...he's not that bad, he just got carried away. To be fair with him, I did leave him hanging last semester so it's probably my fault he never got closure.
/grimacing at the thought of the drunken boy that had walked away from us earlier, thinking back to my experience with ghosting him last year. The pink on my cheeks darkened as we walked away from the loud bash, missing the feel of your hand against my back but was soon replaced with your strong touch on my hip/
Nah, I'd rather not sleep on an uncomfortable cot.
/scrunching my nose up in distaste as I thought of the stiff bed and cold infirmary, much preferring to wing it and attempt to find a bed to sleep in as was usual when parties happened/
Don't worry about me, Headmaster. I'm a big girl, I'll figure it out--either I'll knock out on one of the couches or I'll try and crash in a lounge somewhere.
/shrugging my shoulders candidly as I pursed my lips and looked off into the distance, thinking about where I could settle down for the night, my inebriated state becoming soberer as more time passed. I patted you on chest lightly as I said the next sentence, a part of me not wanting to leave your company so soon but knowing that it was probably a bother for you to be looking after drunken students/
I should be good from here--I'll let you get back to...whatever you were doing.

@ϟ Zabdiel /not being able to hold back the sharp gasp that escape me, I nearly squeal at the contact as we are pressed together and I get a little teaser of what was to come
I don’t believe in heading warning labels. Considering how I present myself
/as the proximity of our faces close as well, I can suddenly feel the hotness of your breath and it sends shivers down my spine — which makes me recoil into you
I think we’re both on the same page. So why don’t we go somewhere a little more private?
/almost a hundred percent positive I was more inebriated than you, I let out a bubbly laugh at the prospects. Then to relinquish just a tease — a taste of me — I pin your chin between my thumb and forefinger before lowering your lips onto mine to mumble
Buen?

@✤ Marina / My eyes go alight at her admission that she's looking for a conquest, the same as I. I pull her waist against mine, inadvertently ing myself against her in preview.
Fresh meat, princesa? Tu no lo puedes imaginar...
/ I stop my immediate reaction, not realizing that by instinct I'd switched to Spanish. My eyes still glimmer with warm promise as her fingers draw patterns on my exposed skin.
You have no idea, mami. You maybe should heed the warnings you've heard. You might be bringing out the animal in me. That doesn't frighten you off? That excites you?
/ Her finger hooks into the loop of my belt and she gives a not so subtle pull so there's no confusion about what she wants.
Well, if we both want the same thing, who am I to deny you, mamita?
/ I lean down, cradling the back of her head in the palm of my hand to guide to mine. It was nothing more than a gentle brush of contact, a taste of what could follow, but just enough to keep her hungry.
What do you think, preciosa?

@ϟ Zabdiel I’m not gonna deny I’ve been looking around. Fresh meat, you know. And I’m no prude, I ain’t gonna deny I’m trying to get it in. Isn’t everyone?
/naturally we began bopping to the music, our conjoined rhythm clueing me in that it’d probably be just as in sync in the bedroom. How lucky I had been tonight, for it seemed like we were on the same page.
Whenever something has a warning label it never wards me away. I enjoy playing with fire. And I never get burned. There’s even a rumor I’m fire resistant, actually.
/when you ask me that question I prefer not to use my words just yet, instead letting my fingers drop to your belt buckle to insinuate just the kind of trouble I’d like to get into. Then I give it an adamant tug as I bite my lip
The same kind as you, no doubt

@✤ Marina / I trace my fingertips down the side of her jaw as she inclines towards me.
Is that what I seem like? Pues... Considering I found you on the edges and you were looking at me like prey, I guess you were on the prowl tonight? Que raro...
/ The alcohol seems to be flooding her senses, the curves of her body conforming to mine as we slowly and unknowingly begin to sway to the music. My other hand abandons my drink, still floating midair where it had just been in my grip.
A warning label? Well color me intrigued too then.
/ Her fingertips slide down the skin of my neck and my chest. My eyebrow raises at her insinuation that she's a poorly talented witch, but I have no desire to explore that right now. That will require an in-depth conversation and I'd rather be put to better use at the moment.
So what kind of trouble is this gorgeous witch looking to get into?

@☀ Paloma This is the problem — no self control when booze are involved. Rather irresponsible, I do say.
/presses my lips into a thin line, disappointed that some of my students acted so brashly. But I soon settled to make sure that you were good, and that I was able to get you back safe. At your coyness I lean my head back as my chest bellows in laughter, before I shake my head
I’m afraid not, Miss Vos. I heard the commotion and thank god I did. I should really have a conversation with that kid.
/with a deep inhale I lead you away from the party in order to hear you better, my hand moving from your back to your hip — waiting until you were stable before I removed myself
You need to sleep this off, but the dorms are preoccupied....goodness, Miss Vos. What a predicament. I suppose I can have you in the infirmary?

@ϟ Zabdiel Yeah because I’ve definitely seen you at some. I think you’re right, you seem like the guy to ghost around the edges. I tend to be in the center unless I’m on the prowl.
/me being candid was a normal thing you’d soon come to know, especially with the liquid courage dissolving my filter and my resolve. So when you pull me closer I settle into the concaves of your body, palm now resting against your chest laxly, my pointer finger thrumming against the sinewy surface
Your demeanor. Confident but not cocky.
/taps under your chin to highlight my words, my tongue peaking cheekily over the corner of my lips
Don’t worry about it. I’ll just say that apparently, we both come with a warning label. So color me intrigued.
/traces my finger down your throat, dusting over your Adam’s apple before it falls down to your chest once more
I do. Trouble is fun, and when you at being a witch, partying is all this place has to offer.

@✤ Marina / I smirk at her confession of how much alcohol she's already knocked back.
You seem to like the limelight in the party though. I don't drink a lot but I'm just good at them. We've probably just always been at opposite sides of the same party.
/ She cringes as the liquor slides down and tenses at the effect of my slight touch. I try to gage her level of interest as my hand slides from its place on her hip to her and pulls her closer. I flick my wand another time to fill my glass and take a long sip, not letting on that this time it's lacking liquor.
Strixtalon. What made you so sure?
/ I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear and incline my head lower towards her own.
Y what did Leslie tell you when you were asking about me? That how you were so sure of my house?
/ I chuckle as I edge her body closer to mine with her backside in my palm.
You're the definition of an Everoak, I'm sure. You seem like you enjoy looking for trouble...

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@☾ Theo ℋ /blinking in surprise at the new voice that had made itself known, my head snapping up to see the familiar face of the man that I had been talking about all night, our headmaster/
Yes--I-
Thank you. No, he didn't, stupid doesn't know the word no.
/grumbling to myself as I attempted to steady myself, stumbling slightly before straightening up, heat rising to my face as I felt your hand placed against my lower back, brushing my hair behind my ear as I cleared my throat/
Headmaster, what are you doing here? Thinking of attending our party?
/my voice teasing as I tried to play off my nervousness and anxiety from what had just happened, my coy facade coming back easily/

@ϟ Zabdiel Starting off? I’ve been knocking em back for an hour now, not to mention a little pregame toke beforehand.
/admits with a breathy laugh, my fingers lifting to raise the glass as you recite those words, a cheeky smile on my face as we both toss it back. For a second my face twisted into distaste before I break out into bubbly laughter, your bare fingertips igniting am uncomfortably attractive warmth.
Everoak. And you? Bristlebane or Strixtalon no doubt. Can’t believe I’ve seen you for years and we’ve never talked.
/my fingers slide down your bicep as I shift closer, my head now angling upwards as we continue to playfully banter, walking no doubt a fiery line

@✤ Marina Tequila? Starting off strong, bueno.
/ I unsheath my wand from the deep pocket of my pants and wave it towards the collection of bottles, pouring small amounts into shot glasses as they simultaneously mix a cocktail for her into a margarita glass for once the shots were done. I raise my shot glass in her direction, doing the customary cross.
To whatever the alcohol in-seest we do, dale. Pa' arriba, pa' abajo, pa' centro, pa' dentro.
/ Her fingers are already on my arm and I let my hand fall to her waist, rubbing the pad of my thumb on the exposed skin beneath her shirt.
What house are you in, mamita?

@☀ Paloma /making my usual grounds I stumbled upon the start of the year party, one not permitted but neither prohibited by the school, so I hang at its fringes. Lazily propped up against an aged pillar that drops down to the court, where I observed everything shielded from the students eye. Though not too far into my peeping I heard a commotion stirring at the exit, making my head whip around and my gaze fall upon two familiar figures. In no time at all I registered what was occurring, and as a furious heat swarmed my cheeks I calmly approached the two students and plucked the male off of Paloma.
Thomas Hux Hildebrand, do I need to toss you in the wardrobe with the Boggart? That is not how we treat ladies at Filotimo. Go home. Now.
/sternly I reprimand the inebriated and lanky boy who then turns around to drunkenly stumble away, before my attention turns to your unstable body, to which I stabilize with a firm palm placed against your Lowe back
Woah there, Miss Vos. Easy now. Is everything okay? Did he do anything to you?