Tower+Tinsel = Tree??? Pv Closed

INTERACTING Reducio @Elsian Cox

SIENNA LENOIR

MENTIONING Reducio

It was supposed to be a peaceful evening for Sienna. A nice stroll around the grounds, staying outside until the last possible minute before she was officially breaking rules, and the rest of the evening spent indoors reading. It almost sounded just too good to be true. Of course, since this was Hogwarts and she seemed cursed to never find a peaceful moment while at the castle, her walk was unexpectedly cut short in the most odd of ways.

She was walking near the west tower when a sudden clatter in the otherwise quiet environment from above made her look up to find the cause of the noise. Unfortunately for her, she looked up just in time to watch the tinsel and paper chains fall directly on top of her. Some of the decorations settled on her, some fell to the ground in neat piles at her feet. She carefully removed the tinsel from atop her head, though she suspected some of the glitter from it stayed stubbornly stuck in her black locks. A single red ornament fell at her feet next, giving a more comical approach to the situation. Looking up once more, this time on guard for more falling festive trinkets, she saw a boy perched on Ravenclaw tower laughing, presumably at her.

Shaking her head in irritation, she let her gaze fall from the laughing boy and back to the decor at her feet. Among the tinsel and baubles there lay a piece of parchment. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be detailed plans for Ravenclaw tower, as well as a checklist of the decorations on the ground all around. Several questions swirled around in her mind after this new revelation. Why did he need the plans to Ravenclaw tower and what in Merlin's name had he been doing with all this? There were more decorations than all of Hogwarts needed for the holidays.

As if he could hear her thoughts, he landed next to her on his broom and grabbed some of the tinsel and paper chains from the ground, stuffing them back into his bag. "I've seen too much? What is this, some elaborate crime scene involving tinsel and ornaments?" she asked, only half joking as he spoke of his "evil plans." "An accomplice?" She finally put two and two together as she further took in the scene. He had totally been planning to prank the Ravenclaws by decorating their tower. "You're crazy. I'm in."

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“Far too much.” He agreed with a sage nod, as if this was the pinnacle of some dramatic fate. A dramatic gasp followed her words, accompanied by a tasteful show of clutching at the invisible pearls around his neck like an aghast 1950s housewife. “Yes and you’re shaping up to be a pretty sad excuse of an accomplice! Just yell out my- our plans, for everyone to hear why don’t ya!”

The boy could practically envision the cogs working in the other's head, it was funny in a way, waiting to see what type of reaction you’d end up getting. Whether the person was a stick in the mud, just didn’t care or-

He grinned. “Well in that case,” he threw some tinsel around his neck like an overly jolly fashion statement and stepped closer, and held out the camera in front of the two of them. Striking an exaggerated pose at his new partner in crimes side he snapped a picture of both of them side by side, equally covered in tinsel and surrounded by decorations. Laughing he let it drop to hang around his neck as he slung his bag taking a step back, “there, now if we’re caught at least the evidence will look amazing.” He said, voice dripping with humor and glee, “oh, here grab those ornaments-”

It’d take a bit as they gathered up the supplies. And then a few minutes more as Elsian tucked himself innocently away back atop the low ‘roof’ out of sight with his things waiting for her to return with her own things but he’d grin and wave upon seeing her wandering up with a broom and her own things.

The extra items, that they couldn’t hold in the bags or balance on their brooms or Ravenclaw tower roof when not using would stay here, hidden away as they worked.

“Ready?” He’d ask, after the other got up to his spot. Getting up to use his own broom, said broom, still decorated in a disgustingly cheerful array of tinsel and holiday colored ribbons of red, green and gold from his previous misadventures. The boy would snap his fingers as they flew, across from the girl hovering in the air near one of the ravenclaw windows as he unrolled his plans to look at for a moment. “Hey accomplice o’mine, you’re the same house right? Gryffindor! I think I’ve seen you, you’re like a 3rd year or something right?” A sharp grin on the boy's face, as he tucked the plan away, beginning to pull out the long strand of tinsel from his backpack he wore backwards on his chest one handed.

They were long, ridiculously long, he’d obviously taken the time to tie up a good 20 or so of the strands he’d slowly but surely hunted down to buy every weekend to make a long, long strand. “Figures,” he snickered, wiggling the strand in warning before tossing on end for her to grab. He’d wait for her to be done with a decoration or two before doing so. “Course you’d be a lion.”

If she failed to catch the tinsel he’d jeer and teasingly mock her, flying closer to the top of the window he wanted to secure it on before tossing it to her again to let her start flying it around and make it look all nice. If she grabbed it? Well, it’d be a little less organized-

With the 2 not being quite as in sync yet and Elsian accidentally fumbling with his own broom when he flew too far and almost succeeded in making one or both of them crash and or fall off their brooms. Elsian for one ended up almost smacking into the window, wheezing with laughter as he struggled to pull up the now broken in half tinsel.

They would struggle for a good few minutes trying to tie those ends back together while still in the air.

“So who exactly am I addressing as my newest holiday accomplice?” He’d asked either grinning, or still lightly wheezing with laughter as he tied the strand to the window and began hanging the large, gaudy sparkly made ball ornament and giant paper snowflakes off the strands of tinsel they hung up. “Or-” he gasped, staring down at her from his perch above her, one hand going to his mouth dramatically, “is that too forward? After all, we’re only on our first crime together. First name basis seems like at least a 3rd crime sorta deal right?”