Changing Rooms || Secret Blossom Ball Event Fin

Interacting with: @Jake Morris and @Jo Morgan
Mentions: Everybody else who is in this madness
OPEN TO INTERACTIONS

The first year walked back into the change rooms, she had forgot her hair brush and makeup kit.

But Grace didn't see it anywhere, had someone stole it?

The change rooms didn't look like what she remembered, odd.

But then Grace knew, she was in the wrong change rooms, ugh, great.

Grace saw a crowd of people, so she came waking to them

Grace noticed a small boy, who was actually a bit shorter than her, crying, he looked scared.

"A-Are you okay?" she asked him, almost touching his shoulder.

Grace noticed a girl with brown hair and hazel eyes, she didn't seem worried about him at all.

Grace heard some people talking about... bludgers? Why bludgers? The crazy balls used for Quidditch, why at the ball that was going so well?

Grace straightened the skirt of her dress and looked at the girl "Do you know what's going on?" she asked her.

"Is this some sort of prank or something?" Grace was overly confused, all she came for was her brush and makeup kit.

The confused Ravenclaw took a deep breath and looked at the small boy, "Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?"

Grace knew she shouldn't be nosing in other peoples business, but other people were too, so maybe nobody would hate her for this, right?

OOC Note: permission from @Ariana Walker To godmod

Open to interactions

[font="Monotype Corsiva"]Interacting with @Jake Morris, @Jack Burnett, @Erin Ryan, and @Alan Vanes[/font]

[font="Monotype Corsiva"]Quinn continued to watch with heavily laced concern. What could possibly be wrong with Jake? He definitely wasn't okay and he kept mentioning bludgers"Jake what could ye possibly need those thin-" He was interrupted in his questioning by a familiar voice. Turning around he looked down to see Jack Burnett and...Erin Ryan. He frowned a bit. He remembered the last time and the time before that. In fact every time they met nothing good ever came from it. He didn't like her he would even venture to say he actually harbored some legitimate hatred towards her.

Right now though wasn't the time or place for his dumb teenage hatred though. "...riiight. But why do you wanna go through here the only thing past me is...the...bludgers..." He turned his head to look back, to see where the bludgers were stored. "Okay...what gives?" His frown grew deeper as he folded his arms shifting weight to the other foot. His eyes shifted down looking at Jack and than lingering on Erin staring at her hard for a moment. Before momentarily closing them and sighing. "Look I just wanna know hat you need over by the bludgers. They're dangerous and we don't need any accidents...and Erin...sorry about last time there was no excuse for what I did." He explained and apologized. Being genuine albeit briefly. He was tired of being so angry and didn't feel that holding onto his anger for Erin warranted his mental state being unstable.

He wanted to go forward. Maybe he was just misreading the whole situation and letting his bad memories of Erin interfere with his judgement. After all he was still giving her a dirty look. Despite doing his best to be somewhat cordial. But he was just having a strange feeling, a bad one he couldn't fully explain. His thoughts were interrupted when Jake ran and bumped into him. He turned his attention back to Jake quickly when he appeared to grow worse. Still laced with some concern. He was forced to move over a bit to make room for Alan. Unintentionally giving the two some space to move past him. He glanced back quickly, but stayed where he was.

He figured even if they got passed him at the very least he would see what they would be up to. He didn't trust Erin, he wouldn't lie to himself and say he did.[/font]

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The red-headed Slytherin, who was not a regular visitor of the Quidditch locker rooms, briefly forgot that they were divided by gender. Who had decided which designated locker room the quidditch balls would be kept in, anyway?

He had no time to ponder such a thing. The sound of Erin's voice speaking his first name with such furious vehemence caused him to flinch involuntarily. Following her gaze, however, he realized she must have been referring to Jackson "Jack" Warren and exhaled softly in relief.

"Oh...yeah. Right," the Slytherin Jack replied. But then something struck him as odd. "I thought you said you had thought he was me at the last Blossom Ball. Was that a masquerade...?" He'd thought the Masquerade and previous Blossom Ball had been two separate events, but perhaps Warren had been mistaken for Parce by Erin at both.

Erin also seemed briefly surprised that 'Parce'-Jack knew Quinn. Had she forgotten when he, Erin, and the half-giant prefect had all been conversing pretty civily at the Valentine's Day tea party? Why couldn't they remain just as civil now?

When Erin moved, Jack had half a mind to grab for her, but his hesitation slowed him enough for her to get away. Fortunately, he realized quickly after that she was only attempting to slip past Quinn as he'd hoped they would be able to do; not engage him in combat. Trying to explain themselves, as Jack had originally intended to do, would have probably taken too long otherwise.

Thankful again to the brave, quick-thinking purple-haired part-veela, the redhead was about to pursue her when another familiar female voice spoke his name. When he turned his head, though, the appearance of his addresser so mismatched the image he'd had in his head that for a moment he thought he'd identified her as the wrong person. Was that...blue lipstick?

Unlike Erin, Jo had actually been referring to him when she'd called his first name. After a second, he decided against rolling his eyes, opting to pretend he didn't know the Gryffindor girl at all. He was too busy to deal with her antics and, unlike her boyfriend, he was not so hot-headed as to be so easily provoked. What kind of insults were those, anyway?

You'd better be careful what you say, Lioness, he thought silently, looking away from her. Not for my sake, but for your own. Asking how it's 'going down there' is not a smart thing to say in front of Erin. Especially if she catches on to your meaning.

What had possessed Jo to talk to him at all in the first place anyway? Why couldn't she just mind her own business stuffing her face with food she had evidently hoarded from the party? She had some nerve trying to insult him while appearing so pathetic herself - and in the boys' locker room, no less.

And here you claimed not to be a lioness. From my point of view, you're almost as bad as Rafa; tempermental and grudge-holding. You try to pick fights for not apparent reason at all other than to satiate your need for revenge. How pitiful. But he had no time to either point this out to her or indulge her. He would simply not rise to the bait.

Jack thought he felt a pair of eyes on himself and Erin, but when he turned to look back to the entrance of the boys' locker rooms, there was no one there. Maybe it was just his imagination.

Jo's comments about something new caused Jack to redirect his attention back to her. Normally, he would have been glad of the distraction, but...was that...Jake? In tears?

No, no, no! the Slytherin boy couldn't afford to be distracted as well. Apparently the baby badger had enough people fawning over him anyway. Even the Ravenclaw girl, Grace Mint, evidently decided to show up in order to go to him, only seeming to emphaize this fact as she entered the boys' locker room to coo and croon over the small Hufflepuff boy herself.

Wait...had Jo or someone mentioned bludgers? Was someone on to him and Erin...?

NO. He had to stay on task! Even if someone was on to them, if the pair of snakes were quick enough, that wouldn't matter. Knowing what they were up to and being able to stop them were two different things, after all. Determined to finish what he had come there to do in the first place, Jack followed Erin's example and hurried after her as best he could provided he had no other obstacles or inturruptions in his way.

Proximity to: @Erin Ryan, @Jake Morris, @Jo Morgan, @Oliver Hart, @Grace Mint, @Jack Warren, @George Henry, @Alan Vanes, & @Quinn Healy

Interaction with: @Alan Vanes @George Henry @Jake Morris @Erin Ryan
Mentions: @Jack Burnett @Quinn Healy

Too many things had happened so quickly, Jack nearly had a hard time keeping up with the events. He was excited to see Alan, one of his newest friends. Jack grinned at the older boy in greeting He had the strangest feeling of Deja vu. Something about this night had just rung in his head that felt very The young prefect had squinted at the emo twilight looking guy, as George addressed Vladimir.

murmurs from the small boy, Jake, only barely caught Jack's ear. Sadly the boy was much more preoccupied with the sudden departure of Mr. Edward Cullen broody Ravenclaw. It was rather rude of him to just pop in and then leave just as suddenly as he appeared.

Jack tried his best not to chuckle at the fact that Vladimir had called George 'Ma'am' or Jack a goblin. He could see why somebody could take George for a reaaaaaalllllyyyyy ugly girl, and he couldn't see how anybody could take Jake for a goblin. He was small but had no goblin-like features at all aside from his height.

That is when the absolutely last person he wanted to see barged her way into the room. A purple-haired and rather mentally deficient third-year girl. Jack's eyes were drawn to the girl's eyecatching purple hair, but he did not fail to notice to catch sight of the fake Jack. Why was Erin so cozy with him? But the boy quickly fell victim to Erin's jab. He bristled at the mean comment! "I am not a freak." He snorted, "And I wasn't the one who kept on trying to stick your tongue down my throat." The retort felt like a pretty good one, considering it was completely off the cuff. The next comment took the boy back. "I have a lot of balls being in the boy's locker room? I actually think you have to have balls to be in here." His words were followed up with the universal hand signal for 'up yours!'. The opposite of the 'peace out' hand gesture made Jack very pleased with himself. He hadn't done that in a long while.

Now that he felt sufficiently recompensated for her unpleasant words, Mr. Warren let his mind drift back to his fellow friends. Something about Jake's muttering had caught their attention. Of course, Alan had figured that the boys had messed with him. that was just a blatant generalization of the elder Scamander squad duo. Crossing his arms, Jack spoke out indignantly "We haven't done anything to him yet!" The night had barely started and everything was seemingly going awry. All Jack could do was switch his gaze from George to Jake, then Alan, Quinn, and finally to Erin.

Good lord- What in the world was the girl doing!? Was she seriously just thinking that she could mozy on past them? Not in his house, and while he had power! Quickly and without a hint of a second thought, the new prefect Jack Warren interposed himself between fake Jack & Erin and where he assumed they wanted to go. However he kept his focus on the older girl "You do know what boy means right? I am fairly certain you might lack brain capacity for understanding what words mean, but you shouldn't be in here." He paused for a moment. Erin Ryan made him severely nervous, but afraid? Not in the slightest. "I think it's about time for you to leave." Pulling his prefect badge from his suit pocket, he flashed it towards the girl. It was about time he got to flex his prefect powers.

Jack's Wonderful outfit!

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Interacting with @Jake Morris kinda and @Quinn Healy definitely. Trying to be a cute innocent badger to get some cute innocent bludgers.
Mentions @Jack Warren, @Jack Burnett and @Erin Ryan, but not Alan. Sorry Alan.

"Ma'am? This is the boys room," George said, more confused than offended by being mistaken for a girl. Unfortunately for him, the coming storm would be full of unwelcome girls, spreading their cooties all around the boys' side of the changing rooms. Just what the hell was going on here? Among the chaos of Green Jack and Purple Erin bursting in, he caught a glimpse of AJ giving him finger guns. He fired a pair back, making sure the other kilted boy felt his solidarity. He was suddenly full of determination, and he needed somewhere to put it.

Yellow Jack had already taken to mouthing off to the girls, so he didn't need any backup on that. He seemed to be going after Erin with a vengeance - it was amusing to see. He seemed to have something of a problem when it came to dealing with women. It was in his nature to incur their wrath. George's attention skipped over that like a stone across the water before something came to the surface of his memory - the one word he'd heard Jake mutter after he'd had his outburst. Bludgers? Why the hell did Jake want bludgers for - was he planning to have an impromptu quidditch match above the ball? It sounded like fun, but it was something too far beyond the rules for Jake to ever come up with.

That wasn't the point, though. If the baby badger wanted bludgers, he'd get bludgers. Anything that would get him to stop crying. It was like holding George's hand to the fire whenever he had to endure that sound again. He needed things to be alright.

"Quinn!" George said, joining the posse of small children harassing the biggest badger. He didn't know who else was after the badgers, and although they were bickering beside him, he put on his most cherubic smile, looking up at the big prefect. "Bludgers? No- the organizers hid a surprise in the case, silly. They asked Jake and I to come back and get it."

Playing innocent only worked once. He just hoped he didn't have too much of a reputation by now that Quinn knew better. Of course - Erin worming her way past might distract Quinn from the polite request, or the polite request could distract him enough to help her. Either way, things would be fine!

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"Bludgers? No- the organizers hid a surprise in the case, silly. They asked Jake and I to come back and get it."

What the -?!

Had Jack heard that right? Had George and Jake really been told to go get a surprise hidden in the bludger case? No, that couldn't be; Opeila had been one of the organizers and he was sure she would have said something if that had been true. Unless maybe it had been decided after...?

Well, they would find out when they got to the case. If there really was something else in there, they could hand it off to Jake and George, but in the meantime, there were more serious matters at hand. Serious matters that suddenly Jackson decided to intentionally impede for reasons unknown to the Slytherin redhead except for a personal vendetta the Hufflepuff might have had against Erin.

When Jackson pulled out a prefect badge, however, Jack sighed. It seemed there would be no escaping some sort of conflict after all. Sometimes, though, to do what was best for everyone, one had to take the fall and play the role of the villain. If such roles were even so easily distinguished, anyway. Perhaps to these self-righteous prefects, they were.

"Sorry, Warren. Wrong thing to pull out," he said, drawing his own wand to aim at the other boy. Evidently, Jackson wasn't aware of just how much Erin detested prefects. Either that, or he was more foolish than Jack took him to be. "I'd try to explain, but I don't have time right now, so I hope you can forgive me later. Immobolus."

Action: Attempting to cast the Immobilizing Charm on Jackson Warren.
Interacting with: @Jack Warren
Proximity to: @Erin Ryan

Interacting with: @George Henry and @Jack Burnett
Mentions: Everyone else in the “drama”

Things we’re getting crazy, there was an extremely tall guy blocking something, so that’s why everybody was here, right?

The boy blocking the thing wouldn’t let the people past, everyone was talking about getting bludgers.

"Bludgers? No- the organizers hid a surprise in the case, silly. They asked Jake and I to come back and get it." one boy said to the tall boy.

Grace looked at him, not way she was falling for that, she took a deep breath and said “Oh really? Then I- I’m coming with you!” she didn’t want the surprise, she just wanted to see if they were telling the truth.

Then, a prefect came, thank god, she was gonna report these people to him, but the words were stuck in her throat.

“Come on Grace- say it!” she thought, but Grace couldn’t.

The Ravenclaw noticed that he was being rude to one of the girls, she stayed out of it, keeping her mouth shut.

Then, Jack Burnett, a boy Grace met a few times before (they weren’t very good times) was apologizing to the prefect, and he used the freezing spell.

Oh god.

Grace did not want to turn out like him, she worried about it and looked at Jack.

“What. Did. You. Just. Do!?” she said, pausing after every word.

She was scared to turn out like the prefect.

Interacting with @Jo Morgan @Erin Ryan
@Grace Mint
Mentioning @Atlas Reid

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