Got your Back PV w/ S. Leeds Closed

Sebastian had been taking a different path to class today, deciding that expanding on some hallway and passage knowledge seemed like a good idea. Despite the fact there were numerous large groups milling about, the Slytherin managed to weave his way through the hall without panicking too much; the sheer scale of noise and faces and snippets of conversation burned into his brain, there to remember.

In order to gain a moment of silence, Sebastian turned into a less used area of the school. It was one of the paths that led past the abandoned toilets, and didn't see much foot traffic, usually.

Still, the slytherin was surprised when another student quickly approached and asked for assistance. Knowing he had a duty, being a prefect, and finding the request interesting, Sebastian nodded and motioned at the other boy.

"Alright," Said the Irish boy, eyes narrowing as he considered what it could all be about. "Lead the way, and we'll deal with it."

The trip to the abandoned toilets was quick, and no sooner did Sebastian arrive at the entrance than he heard cries for assistance inside. Part of him wondered if it was a trick, something to get him led to bullies, or if the person in distress was real... But, it didn't matter, as Sebastian looked to the other boy and pushed the door open.

"After you..."

Alan was glad that the other boy did not seem to shoo him away or even worse, did not believe him. However the other student, the Slytherin he didn't knew the name of, seemed to be rather understanding and directly offered to help him out. After another glance at the boy, he noticed the prefect badge sewn to the others uniform and relief flooded his mind. Of course he must be a nice guy when he was given such an honourable task. “Okay! They were just in the Abandoned Toilets” he explained.

Alan began to walk through the corridor, having gained a bit of confidence, feeling useful and took a look around. While they approached the door that lead into the Abandoned Toilets, the noises already had gotten louder, they could even hear them talking through the closed door, however their voices where muffled.

He was surprised that the other would simply push the door open, but as soon as he did, all talking within the Toilets came to a halt and all heads snapped into the directions of the door. “After you” is what the other boy told Alan, who nervously gulped at these words. He was supposed to go in there first? He sighed and balled his hands to fist nervously, before opening his fists again. Instead of doing it again, he started to play with the hem of his robes and took a deep breath, before entering the Bathroom.

The pair stepped into the abandoned toilets with purpose, the door hitting against the old, chipped tile wall in the entry. The sound was enough to make the group of students pause, as several older boys glared at the intruders; they were a mixture of Gryffindor and Ravenclaws, and ranged from thirteen to fifteen, by the size of them.

"What's going on here?" Sebastian asked, his voice as low as he could get for an eleven year old. "Who's that in the stall?"

The area was shaped like a cross, with stalls spread around a central basin. The intricate design of the basin drew Sebastian's eye for a moment, as he caught a glimpse of snake heads and dull silver. But, there was a more pressing issue, namely the lanky teenagers who were now interested in the smaller students who had busted them. From within the stall, where several larger boys were pinning a smaller boy, a yell for help sounded again...

"P-please, help me," The boy pleaded, clearly in distress, his head appearing drenched. "They're dunking me--"

The largest boy pushed the Hufflepuff back into the stall with a grunt, before he turned and stalked over to the new arrivals. He was tall, his hair slicked back, broad with a stomach on him. Clearly the leader, judging by how the other four students fell into line behind, all showing expressions with smirks or grins.

"Leave, now," Sebastian said simply, silver-blue eyes narrowed as he stared. "Or we'll make you."

Alan quickly backed away when he saw how many upper years there were. That was quite scary. He would have never been able to go in there alone, but now with this prefect at his side he felt a bit calmer, less nervous. That why he could concentrate on the matter in front of them, where a small person was being bullied by the others in a very mean way. Alan got angry at how unfair these upper years were being to the one that was screaming for help. What would them even make something so cruel? The boy probably had done nothing wrong and they just wanted to be mean to someone. Alan couldn’t understand people like that. People who were just mean without reason!

Alan was impressed by how secure the Prefect next to him sounded, as if he was not weaker. He just ordered them to leave without batting as much as an eyelash. It really impressed Alan who gained a bit confidence in the others lack of nervousness. It was as if Alan was feeling calmer because of the other. Alan stepped aside from the door and made a gesture towards it, gesturing for these evil people to leave the room instantly.

"Are you gonna make us?" The bully leader laughed, as he crossed his arms over his robes. He motioned with his head to the other younger student. "You and what army? Him?"

Sebastian glanced to his fellow first year, not even knowing the boy's name. But, so far, the Gryffindor hadn't tried to back away or leave, which meant he must have had some backbone in that school uniform. And considering none of the bullies was a Prefect, the smaller students had a slight advantage... one that Sebastian planned on using.

"We're not the army, no," Sebastian said simply, smiling. He stared at the taller student, unwavering. "The Professors you'll be sent to by me being a Prefect are the army... and as soon as I name you for detention, that's when this all gets official. So you need to decide if this whole fight is worth it."

The Irish boy raised an eyebrow, wondering if the bullies would ignore the threat. Unlike some, the Prefect had no problem using the position to enforce policy in the school, he didn't care if people called him names or thought he was a Professor's pet. After all, what was the point of being able to patrol the school, if you didn't do your job?

"Well?"

Alan was impressed by how the other boy just talked to them, as it it was the easiest task in the life. As if the boy was not talking to students older and taller than the both of them. It was amazing how he just did so and even threatened them, it kind of was a good idea. Or so he guessed. The prefect seemed like he had a lot of courage… Why was he in Slytherin again? Alan would have giggled at that thought, if the situation was not as serious. Therefore Alan just stared at the bullies whojust now seemed to notice the prefect badge at the Slytherin’s uniform. They quickly let go of their victim and raised their hands in defense.

“Chill, it had been a joke, it was fun- no harm done right?” one of them said smugly, which made Alan speak without thinking. “I-it is only fun if everyone had fun, r-right? I doubt h-he had fun” spoke the blond boy nervously, motioning to the victim with dripping wet hair. He quickly stepped back in reflex when the bullies threw a nasty glare at him, which caused him to bump against the Slytherin prefect, who stood slightly behind him – as he entered the Abandoned Toilets after Alan.

Sebastian was relieved when the bullies gave in, knowing that any actual confrontation might have led to being utterly embarrassed, and left in a state similar to the boy in the cubicle. Yet, the threat of having reports made official still held some weight in the school, even for older bullies, and the younger pair managed to avoid a fight - which was a good thing, considering the Gryffindor that Sebastian was accompanying seemed skittish.

"Good joke, sure," Sebastian said simply, silver-blue eyes staring at the bully leader.

As the other boy stepped back, Sebastian raised a hand, putting it against the middle of the Gryffindor's back. And without missing a beat, continued walking forward, assisting the other student into the bathroom with the hand as guidance. There would be no retreat, no appearance of bluffing, not when the bullies were leaving.

Sebastian looked to the Gryffindor, raising one eyebrow, as the group of older boys left the area, walking away down the corridor.

"You alright?" He asked, wondering if the blond kid was going to fall over or something. "Maybe go check on the other student, while I keep an eye out and make sure they don't come back?"

Putting his hands into his pockets, Sebastian stood near the door to the bathroom. He kept eyes out, watching the hallway, watching for the bullies. Not knowing any of the names of any of the students in the situation, Sebastian planned to introduce himself once he was sure the bully's victim was okay and the coast was clear...

"How's he doing? Any injuries?"

Alan was surprised when he suddenly felt a hand on his back, calming and guiding him more into the Abandoned Toilet, while the bullies walked out of the stalls and left. Not without throwing some last glances at them.

Looking up when he heard the Slytherin Prefect speak up, this time to him. Asking him if he was okay, Alan took a breath and nodded. “I am, thanks” he said, smiling up at the boy that he didn't knew the name of. Then he looked at. The victim and smiled, walking towards him.

The boy was sitting on the ground, his knees pulled towards his chest. Alan frowned kneeling in front of him and smiling slightly. “Are you okay?” He asked and began a small conversation with the other, calming him down. The blond Gryffindor turned to the Prefect and nodded. “He's alright, slightly bruised and a bit shakily" he explained. “Should we bring him to the Hospital Wing just in case?” He asked while helping the victim stand up. Alan was feeling proud, thanks to the Prefect he was able to help this boy. He could not imagine what would have happened if the black-haired boy would have not been there. With high possibility Alan would have been too afraid to intervene and stop the bullies. The victim that was their age was now standing in front of them, his height. Probably a first Year student as well. Both of them walked towards the Slytherin Prefect while Alan was looking worried at the slightly shaking victim.

The bullies seemed gone.

As the pair sorted themselves out, Sebastian began thinking about how a fight between the two sides might have gone. He was pretty capable with a wand, able to perform some spells effectively and quickly, but he supposed the older students would have the advantage of knowledge. Not to mention they likely had protective spells, shields, and just other things the First Years likely had little-to-no knowledge of, or how to perform. Yet, for a moment, Sebastian kind of hoped the group had made a move, if only to see how well he could duel outside of a club or safety, and no matter how likely it seemed they'd lose, the idea of going toe-to-toe with the leader of the bullies was incredibly tempting...

"Next time, maybe avoid walking to classes alone," Sebastian said, glancing over when the Gryffindor spoke about the other student being okay, if a little wet. "If it's one thing bullies like, it's someone who doesn't have other-- oh, I completely forgot, I have a study session planned!"

Grimacing, Sebastian looked between the two, his expression saying 'sorry'.

"Glad I could help, but I really can't be late!" He said, before glancing over his shoulder. "I'm Sebastian, by the way. See you around."

Sebastian smiled to Alan and the other student, before leaving the bathroom and walking quickly down the corridor...