AJ Stewart

“Because that makes sense. At least I won’t have a real life girl with a bun in the oven before I’m 20,” Carson retorted, “and literally when did she ever tell you that?”

“Hey, don’t talk so badly about your niece or nephew!” Abel laughed darkly, unphased by the remark. “At least I know what a girl feels like.” He responded with a smirk, knowing his brothers orientation, but he was obviously implying something else. “When you were the fattest kid in pre-school..” He shook his head. “Husky diapers were expensive for your fat ass.”

“You’re trash,” Carson said irritably.

“Oh go bake another in your easy-bake-gay-oven.” Abel rolled his eyes, licking the corner of his mouth. “Mum doesn’t want you eating too much anyways..so get over it.” 

“Well if I could walk around naked just for you, I would,” Phoebe teased, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Smirking, she stood her ground, giving him a challenging, but playfully look as he came towards her. “I guess this is a place I like to be,” She hummed, wrapping her arms back around him.

Grinning the males blue eyes burned with a devilish glint as he carried her back to his bed. “I’d prefer you naked all the time for me, only me. I’d have to kill someone if they ever saw you like this.” His hands moved down to grope her bum with a boyish smirk, kissing her quickly. “Or at least..turn them into a toad.”

Phoebe smirked, looking down at the too big robes. “Well it’s a good thing I’m forced to wear it way to often,” She hummed. “But I look good in every color.” Licking her lips, she let her eyes scan over Abel. “One of those things sounds better than the other,” She said, making it clear she wasn’t moving.

Abel laughed and simply shook his head. “I prefer the not wearing it.” He informed her, though his brows lifted up as she made it clear - she wasn’t moving. A playful growl erupted from him as he climbed from his bed, not caring for his own appearance, and wrapped his strong arms around her. Lifting her up off the floor and he grinned. “You’re too..addictive to not be in my arms you know.”

“That was the last cheese danish.”

“Too bad.” Abel scoffed, promptly shoving half the pastry into his mouth. 

a Slytherin

in his seventh  year

is always up to no good

Plans to be a Grand Wizard working for Hogwarts or one of the guards as Azkaban  

a pureblood

he’s a play boy and has definitely slept with most of the girls in every house, plans on swooning the girls from other schools by winning the triwizard tournament - if he gets in

Logan responded with an iconic smile. “No, it’s supposed to display my distaste for you,” she responded just as smoothly. “Oh, so you’re into flat-assed girls? That explains Joey Hughes,” she joked right back with her own chuckle. She shook her head at the boy’s offer. “My mom will kill me if I come home with my breath smelling like an ashtray,” she told him as she pulled all her hair over to one shoulder, running her fingers though the length absently. She raised her eyebrows slightly at the boy’s explanation. “Are you sure she’s the one who wants this to be a relationship?” she questioned with an amused chuckle. 

“Yet you’re still here..” He left that sentence open, clearly displaying what he meant with an idealistic smirk on his face. He nearly choked on his cigarette when he started laughing at what she said. “I mean..you’re not wrong. But that girls got a mouth that men would kill for.” He’d wink at her, always playful and charming though he scoffed, snorting almost as she spoke. “Come on Logie, we both know I ain’t the shack ‘em up and date them type. She’s just...easy.” he explained. “But I want the easy without the fucking panties hiding under my bed.” Granted that could be his fault for just being reckless with them, but still. “Come on, you’re a chick, gimme some advice here.”

Logan shot the boy a death glare, chucking a pen she had handy at him because of the comment. “Some boys find me very pretty,” she told him, though there was a definite humor in her tone. “And I’m very glad you aren’t one of them,” she continued, which was frankly true. The last thing she would have wanted was to be one of the girls Abel went for. The girl let out a chuckle at the boy’s words. “They never learn,” she shook her head softly, before giving him a little shrug. “So cut her loose.” 

Abel burst into laughter the moment she shot him a death glare. “That supposed to scare me or something babe?” He chuckled. Brushing some blonde hair from his back, her ran his fingers over the top of his head. Oh yeah, he was bringing sleek back. “Yeah well, your ass is too big and you never shut up.” He rolled his eyes, knowing she didn’t mind his brunt attitude. But if she did he had no doubt she’d smack him. Pulling out a cigarette from his pack, he offered her one as he placed one between his lips. “Yeah, but like..” He lit it and mumbled around the death stick. “She’s alright you know. I just want to be able to send a clear message without her going full ‘Cash me oussaid’ chick.”

Logan raised her eyebrows at her friend’s matter of fact statement. “This may come as a shock, but you do know that I am a girl, right?” she questioned with a soft chuckle. “What have you gotten yourself into this time?”

“You sure?” Abel questioned with a smirk. “Because in some lighting..” He chuckled and shook his head. “Sorry - only joking.” He assured her before gritting his teeth a bit. “Oh some girl I’ve been...doing.” He answered with a shrug. “I think she thinks she’s my girlfriend or something.”

And miss out on a real party? You and me alone sounds like more of a ‘nothing better going on’ kind of night.

Huh.. Not sure if that’s an insult to you or me, sweetheart. Do you see yourself as ‘nothing better to do’? I thought you’d have more confidence than that Joey. But anyways, it’s down by the Frat houses.. I’d offer you a ride but well, I’ll find someone better to do. 

Phoebe smirked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s cute you think I do it on purpose,” She hummed. “Honestly, I should just stop wearing them over in the first place since I know I’m going to end up losing them.” She smirked looking up at Abel. “But if it’s keeping you out of some other girls, I’m not going to complain.”