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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 1, 2007 20:47:41 GMT 10
Brendan was in the sixth floor boys bathroom. He decided he would go and wash his face after class. It was a fairly warm day after all and all that learning made him feel hot and tired.
He left the Gryffindor Common Room after putting his stuff away from the previous lesson and came straight down.
Brendan much liked the sixth floor bathroom. He thought that it had a boisterous feel about it. He walked over to one of the marble basins and turned on the tap. Cool, fresh water came gushing out of it. He started to fill his curved hands with water and he splashed it onto his face but unfortunatley he missed his face all together and the handful of water soaked his white shirt. He looked down and saw how big the patch actually was. The shirt was so wet it had gone see through. You could see his skin and belly button. He had forgotten his wand. It was in his bag in the Gryffindor Common Room with the rest of his school books and random things he had in there. This wasn't the first time Brendon had missed his face completely, soaking himself.
He tried pulling the shirt forwards and backwards quickly, even blowing on it to try and dry it but it wasn't working, the shirt still stayed soaked.
Brendan turned off the tap and undid his tie of maroon and gold. He turned around and leant against the marble basin, eyes closed and sighing heavily.
Brendan was most definitely not going outside with a soaked shirt. Imagine the looks he would get from other people. They will make up names and they won't give it a rest untill another person makes a complete fool out of themselves and then they would go and take the mickey out of them.
"Stupid sink. It always does that. I can't believe I did it once again. I'm so stupid." He sighed, hitting his forehead with the palm of his hand.
He crossed his legs at the ankles and waited for the shirt to dry.
The bathroom wasn't that bad of a place. It was quite a nice surrounding and at least it didn't stink like those public ones the muggles have on their streets.
He waited and waited and waited. The shirt wasn't drying as fast as he thought it would. Soon it would be the end of his lunch break and he wouldn't be able to move. He only hoped someone would come in so he could talk to them. Brendan felt like talking. Yeah a good old chat might cheer him up a little.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 9:58:42 GMT 10
Tim was busting to use the bathroom after class, he ran up to the 6th floor boy bathroom. He burst in there hoping there would be a spare cubicle. He was in such a rush he didn't see Brendan untill he came out again with an empty bladder.
Tim went over to the basin and began to wash his hands.
"Hey." He said to Brendan. Then Tim noticed his shirt, "Why is your shirt wet?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 10:52:33 GMT 10
Brendan jumped a little when the boys bathroom door flew open so qiuckly. The person was rushing so fast Brendan couldn't pick out who it was. He watched the boys cubicles for a few moments, curiously, untill somebody came back out again. Brendan laughed when he saw Tim come out of one of the cubicles with a relieved look on his face. He didn't think that anyone could be in such a rush to get to the toilet as Tim had just shown. He turned to face Tim with his hands in his pockets, his tie was loose, his hair a mess as it always was and we can't forget the massive wet patch he had on his front.
"I've never known anybody to be in such a rush. Oh - The shirt. Why don't you ask the sink? The stupid thing. You wouldn't think of it. I can play Chaser but when it comes to aiming for my face, I'm hopeless." He said in a sluggish kind of tone.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 11:31:17 GMT 10
Tim laughed at Brendan. Tim was wearing his robes sloppily. His hair was in his eyes was it usually was and a mess. He did think it would help by combing it.
"Really smooth." Tim went to turn off the tap but the fauset broke off and drenched Tim and everything in water. It was flowing very heavily and wasn't showing any signs of easing up. Tim got out his wand a waved it over the tap. The water flow got bigger. He whacked his wand on the tap. It stopped gushing out with water.
Tim was now soaked and so was the floor.
"My bad!." Tim said ruffling the back of his hair with his hand.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 11:42:43 GMT 10
Brendan scrunched his lips together. Tim had just got Brendan more soaked that was he originally was. Now his whole shirt was soaked and aslo the bottom of his trousers. Brendan gave a heavy sigh once again. Now he definitely couldn't go outside into the open and, if Tim did, he would be foolish.
If they did they would get picked on together but that didn't make Brendan feel any better. He started taking his shirt off.
Might as well have it off you can see through it anyway. It won't make any difference.
"Just like you say 'Real Smooth'." He said mockingly, with a small smile.
The shirt was cling to him like cling wrap. He took his shirt right off, got all the excess water out of it and hung it on one of the dry basins.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 11:49:20 GMT 10
Tim shrugged. "It just looked like we pee-ed our selves," Tim look at his wet clothes, "All over us." Tim laughed. He wouldn't dare step out of the bathroom untill he was completely dry, Tim took off his jumper and flapped his shirt hoping it would dry quickly. Considering it was the middle of winter, and they were in a cold castle Tim was pretty darn cold at the moment.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 11:55:32 GMT 10
There was no point in being angry at the whole situation, what's done is done. Brendan started to laugh. He thought it was funny. He and Tim were stuck in a bathroom, soaking wet, in the middle of winter. What was there not to laugh at. Brendan was turning a pale blue colour and was shaking like mad.
"We could just put our shirts back on and make a run for it. Then we would be able to dry our shirts in the dromitory, infront of the heater." He said optimistically
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 12:01:16 GMT 10
Tim was shivering too. His lips were turning purple.
"I think that that is probably our best option at the moment." Tim said consiously. He didn't really want to go out of the bathroom looking like he peed himself. But if he stayed in these wet clothes any longer he would catch a serious cold.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 12:16:53 GMT 10
Brendan nodded his head. He walked over to the basin, pulled up his tie and put his shirt back on. Even though the shirt was soaked it made him feel much warmer. He pulled down his tieover the collar of his shirt. It was still loose though. Brendan rubbed his arms and walke over to the door.
"Ok this is it. Our moment of ,either, humiliation or success." He said through chattering teeth.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 13:03:10 GMT 10
"Let's pray it is success." Said as he put his wet jumper back on. He made his way to the door he didn't want to open it, but he did. He poked his head out into the corridor, the coast was clear.
"All clear." He said back to Brendan.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 14:19:26 GMT 10
"Brace yourself." He said, taking hold of the door handle.
He took a big breath and just hoped nobody would see them. He flung the door open with great force and started to run. Looking in every direction he could to see if anyone was there, he got up the the stairs and started to climb. Portraits were staring and pointing. They must of looked like complete dorks running soaked to the bone, up a rather large staircase.
"You right there Tim?" He asked.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 19:55:04 GMT 10
As Tim ran he heard the paintings on the walls yelling things like: 'Oi! Slow down' or 'Why are you wet?'. Tim tryed to ingnore then as he didn't want to bring much attention to himself. He ran up the stairs that Brendan was currently standing on. "Yer I'm coming. Just keep going." He climbed up the stair case going higher and higher, they were nearing the Gryffindor tower, only a few more stairs.
Tim suddenly stopped. At the top of the stairs was his worse fear. Their worse fear. A group of girls and standing in front of them was Tiom most hated foe.
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Post by Volgun Austin on Jan 2, 2007 20:07:00 GMT 10
Volgun stood at the top of the stairs, hand on hips. His long black robes hung passed his feet. He looked very vicious. He hadn't been having the best of days, he was never having the best of days.
The boys stopped and looked at him. A smile made it way slowly across Volgun's face. "Well, well, well. What have we here?" He said, despicably. "Two gryffindor boys running through the corridors at lunch break. What shall I do with youse?"
The girls behind him giggled at the boys for their shirts were see-through and they were dripping.
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Post by Brendan Makintyre on Jan 2, 2007 20:27:37 GMT 10
Brendan closed his eyes and tried to wake-up to his warm bed. It didn't happen. When he opened them again he was still in the same spot with the same situation. This was Brendan's worst nightmare. A group of girls standing around giggling at him. Could there be anything worse? Brendan didn't think so.
He felt his cheeks burning, he was blushing, something he didn't do often. He swore frequently under his breath, hung his head and waited for the next bad thing to happen.
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Post by Tim O'Maley on Jan 2, 2007 23:06:37 GMT 10
Tim was stuck for words, he glared fiercly at Volgun. Tim wasn't so consious about the girls behind him it was just the fact that Volgun was there, standing four feet in front of him. im gripped his wand in his pocket but he wouldn't dare use it on a teacher. That would get him kicked out of Hogwarts straight away.
The girl were giggling at his and Brendan, but Tim didn't break contact with Volgun. Tim knew they were in deep s**t. Brendan was freaking out about the girls, Tim was freaking out about Volgun.
Just being in the same classroom as him made Tim fill with hatred. It wasn't like a Gryffindor to be this spiteful. But Tim had a good reason to be.
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