Closed I'll Get You My Pretty, And Your Little Goblin Too!

The noises emanating from elsewhere in the greenhouses were the first thing that Odi heard. He had been preparing to plant a nose-biting teacup among some shrubbery for a good laugh next class when he heard the commotion. What on earth was going on over there? He had vaguely caught on to a couple of words when he heard Lucian yelling. "Oi! Shut your mouth would you?"

Odi paused, then grinned. This wasn't a playful conversation, Lucian was definitely mad at someone. Odi plunged his hands into his robes and pulled out the watch he had transformed from a whistle in transfiguration. Yeah, he thought, I've got time to cause some trouble. He practically skipped through the archway just as he heard Lucian shout "Flipendo!"

Lucian cast the spell just as Odi entered from behind the Hufflepuff boy he was casting it on. The greenhouses were perhaps not an ideal location for this kind of confrontation, but Odi was confident he could get them out of trouble in a pinch. He stood firmly behind the Hufflepuff boy, prepared to let the shorter bloke crash into him.
"Now what's going on here?" He drawled, a devilish grin plastered to his face. "C'mon Lucian, play nicely now."

His tone was charismatic, friendly even, but there was no question of his intent. He was dying for provocation. Shouldn't be too difficult, He thought to himself, pretty sure half the school talks smack about me behind my back at this point. Odi's smirk drew down to the victim of Lucian's bullying. "Who are you?" He asked in a slightly more demanding tone. It was as though he was daring the boy to try and stand up to him, to make a move against him that would give him plausible deniability for any damages caused.

@Lucian Mornstern @Clark Baird

Rita was just walking out of the Herbology classroom after another Herbology lesson when she heard there seemed to be some sorts of drama going out in the first greenhouse. Someone shouting something about werewolves in the greenhouse, someone casting Flipendo. There must be something going on in the first greenhouse, and the black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff beater decided to just come into the greenhouse and found out what was really going on there. "What is really going on inside the greenhouse? Someone seems to be causing some trouble there since I heard someone casting Flipendo, which is not a very good sign. I know I shouldn`t care too much about the drama of others, but I just cannot resist the temption to find out what is really going on there and see if there is anything I can possibly help them. I really don`t have any bad intentions, I`m just curious what is going on there." The black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff beater thought as she went into the first greenhouse to find out what the hell was going on in the plain greenhouse.

When Rita went inside the greenhouse, she looked around and saw three boys. One was her young housemate and Quidditch teammate who had done something awful to Rita in the part but the black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff beater in fact wanted to settle down a few things and possibly become friends with, Clark William Baird-Carter, now known as Clark Baird, and the other two boys, one was short black hair and the other one nearly bald, and the black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff first-string beater was unfamiliar with neither of them. Anyway, Rita decided to walk up to the three boys and say a few words to them.

"Excuse me, I don`t mean to intrude any of you, but I heard someone shouting and casting Flipendo, so I wonder what is going on there and just walk in to see if there is anything I can help. Does anyone of you get hurt and need to go to the hospital wing, if I may ask? My name is Rita by the way, if you don`t know, Second Year Hufflepuff, first-string beater in the Hufflepuff Quidditch team." Rita tried her best to sound as polite and friendly as she could, but in fact she was just confused about what was really going on between the three boys in the first green house.
Interactinmg with: @Clark Baird @Lucian Mornstern @Odilon Wilde

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The greenhouse was one of those places where Klaus felt like he was able to empty his mind and just be present in the moment. There was something tied to the fact of having to touch the dirt and taking care of all those plants that worked has a magnet bringing him to contact with his own true nature, at least the most relaxed part of him, when his mother's voice was quietened and he could be just a boy enjoying his time. Unfortunately that moment of contemplation was about to meet its end...

A crash and a sound of breaking glass came to his ears, when the boy was about to make some of his notes in his personal journal, a book where he saved his studies and sometimes his deepest thoughts. This item was one of his most prized items and was never recklessly laid aside. Laying his dark feather quill on top of the working table where he had been observing one of the many species there, Klaus raised from his seat with caution his hand coming closer to his wand handle ready to pick up his wand if needed.

Someone was clearly upset and decided to spill their frustrations against the greenhouse's structure. Who was Avery? And why would that person want him dead? Hogwarts can't really stop to amaze me...Klaus thought with a devilish smile appearing on his ever so carefully contained facial expression. At least in one thing they were in agreement, werewolves were spiteful creatures and he couldn't find a rational reason why would they be allowed to study inside that prestigious castle.

Klaus walked slowly to the greenhouse's entrance, not sure how and if he wanted to approach whoever was performing that deplorable spectacle. Everything changed tho, as soon as another, and this time familiar, voice entered the scene. A voice he'd grown up hearing too, a voice he'd learned to despise and see as his natural opponent in the massive breastfight that was his family's political life. The golden boy, the prestigious son that Adrian adopted has his rightful heir. Klaus's expression turned into one of hate and malicious disdain as that reminder penetrated his mind, but quickly his appearance changed into a devilish smile, a smile that only the most malicious of creatures could display when realizing that his favorite prey had just been caught in his cunningly crafted trap. "Werewolf" the word escaped his lips in a whisper filled with poison, like a soft silky texture of delicate malice.

Every sound that came next didn't escape his acknowledgment, the enraged words his cousin was throwing at the other boy, the spell cast in anger, the arrival of two more students...he was aware of all that was happening, but that all fell into an empty shell of his conscious, his mind was focused in one thing and one thing only, Lucian had a secret, a dangerous one, a secret that would turn all their lives upside down, where he would be at the top and Lucian would be lower then the bottom. And that, that was viciously delicious, making his heart race with an adrenaline of evil and victorious rush.

His steps kept leading him forward, now pacing at the rhythm of his pondered and meticulous thoughts. His next words had to come out perfectly chosen, revealing his full intentions no leaving space for doubts. They had to work as artful needles capable of crafting an immaculate net between him and Lucian that could not leave a loose end and space for his pray to evade his sharp claws. When he finally reached the group the sun light from outside shined over a boy who's expression could be compared with a stance of someone that had just seen the most pleasant scenario of his life. His smirk almost a mark of a demon in his handsome features and a devilish glint in his grey icy eyes. Eyes that don't even bothered to look at the others present, just looked up from the ground from where his own feet and walked him too, to the dark-haired boy who's wand made him the culprit for that cast spell. Here he was, Lucian Mornstern, his beloved cousin, his enemy since his first day walking on Earth...and now...his puppet, his beast!

"Lucian!" Klaus said in a delighted and low tone of voice, nodding at the boy in a greeting gesture. His grey-blue eyes, color of steel and gaze as cold as ice, looked from one to the other students there, finishing for laying down at the boy who had clearly been his cousin's victim. "For someone so perfect, as you stated, you let yourself be beaten easily by this..." He paused letting his gaze slowly turn to his cousin, "beast." The word so carefully warped in joyful poison left his mouth and his eyes locked with Lucian's warm brown ones. How thrilling this was, the pleasant darkness of power and manipulation. It was insatiable, delicate and yet the fear of losing it in the next second was terrifying. But that will not happen, not to Klaus, not to him that had learned its ways since he was able to remember.

Interacting with: @Clark Baird | @Lucian Mornstern | @Odilon Wilde | @Rita Su
Mentioning: @Avery Leveret

I was shouting at the boy when I swore I heard a family voice mutter the word “werewolf” somewhere and so I looked around subtly but couldn’t see anything. Anyways.

I looked up when Odi came walking in, smirking and telling me to play nice. “Pft. Always am mate!” I said, grinning, staring at Odi. I shook my head and looked back at the small boy, pathetic. “Apologise for what you said. Or else I will curse you with a sneeze,” well, it was more than that technically

Hearing someone else enter, I spun around and saw another hufflepuff make her way into the greenhouse. “Excuse me, I don’t mean to intrude any of you, but I heard someone shouting and casting Flipendo, so I wonder what is going on there and just walk in to see if there is anything I can help. Does anyone of you get hurt and need to go to the hospital wing, if I may ask?” she said, I shook my head, a smile on my face.

“Nah, we are good thanks mate. Honest. Just a friendly chat,” I said, quite chipper. I gently kicked the boys leg with my foot. “Ain’t that right lad?”

“My name is Rita by the way, if you don’t know, Second Year Hufflepuff, first-string beater in the Hufflepuff Quidditch team,” she introduced. I smiled and inclined my head, reaching for a hand shake.

“Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I’m Lucian Mornstern. First year Slytherin,” I introduced like a dignified young man. “But we are all fine. You can leave if you want,” I explained, holding back en eye roll, this was between me and the lad on the floor. The outrages things he said, I am doing him a favour, humbling him.

“Lucian,” my head snapped over to look at the voice. Niklaus?

“Cousin,” I acknowledged in an uncomfortable manor. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” but he wasn’t focused on me. No. He was too busy talking to Clark.

“For someone so perfect, as you stated, you let yourself be beaten easily by this..." Klaus turned to look at me, "Beast." my heart stopped. Tears sprang to the corners of my eyes as my chest came tight.

“What?” I asked in a broken whisper. Shit, he… he knows. I felt myself start to panic, my hand tapping on my legs very fast as my wide eyes struggled to leave the lock of my cousins. No, this can’t be happening. My head felt light as the words played back in my head, over and over again. Beast. Beast. Beast. The look in his eye when he uttered that word, his body posture, the fact he has hated me for years.

He could ruin my life. Niklaus could… he could ruin it all. And all that panic… all that panic turned into anger. My life in the hands of a sociopath. I got my wand out, suddenly aware I had started to… cry? Silent tears traveled down my cheeks at the knowledge that as soon as Niklaus tells Granddad, it’s all over for me. I’m not naive to think that even though he favours me, he would be willing to put up with a Werewolf in his life, much less to home the prestigious title of Heir of the Wesley Fortune. I would be written out of the will all together! My bedroom turned into a storage room! “You can’t say anything,” I said, hopelessness in my cracking voice. “If you say something… I- I will end you!” I threatened, panic swelling throughout my body.

Beast. Beast. I gripped my wand tightly, pointing it at my younger cousin with a deadly glare. “Maybe I should give you a warning?” I threatened, an almost animalistic growl brewing in the back of my throat. How ironic. Yet, I was unaware as to who was coming up behind me.

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Interacting with: @Lucian Mornstern Mentioning: • @Clark Baird • Klaus Havertz @Fang Hui-Ying • @Odilon Wilde •@Rita Su •

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Beatrice was enjoying this particular day quite a lot. Although she had been in a sour mood the first couple hours of the day, her classes had picked up her mood. She had seen some friends, talked to some Professors and just generally enjoyed the day for now. Her robes flew in the wind as she made her way across the Grounds of Hogwarts. Beatrice was close to the green houses and had just wanted to catch some fresh air before returning to the castle, she had her books in her hand and a bag draped over her shoulder, heavy with ink, quills, parchment paper and more books. Her open hair flew with the wind. Then, suddenly, a crash. Like glass breaking. Shouting was the next thing Beatrice could hear and even tho she wasn't sure if it was a good idea, her legs carried her to the source of sound faster than she could think. She stopped a few meters away, looking at the party of Boys and one singular girl. Lucian was with them as well as Odilon who she had seen before. A spell had been shouted mere seconds before she had arrived. As another boy joined the scene, Beatrice slowly stepped closer. She didn't know who the boy was that just arrived but Clark, who she had yet to talk to, seemed to have been the one hit with Flipendo. But what was Lucian doing over there? One of the boys turned to Lucian with an almost devilish grin and Beatrice's heart nearly stopped when she heard what he said. "For someone so perfect, as you stated, you let yourself be beaten easily by this...beast." Anger boiled inside of her immediately. She listened to the conversation with wide eyes. Then Lucian made a thread. He was angry. Rightfully so. Hurt. Also rightfully. Beatrice's heart beat fast as he seemed to be about to do something. Beatrice didn't take a second longer to stand there and watch. Her books and bag crashed to the floor, an ink bottle rolling out and exploding on the stones. But she would not have seen it or cared one bit. Falling into a fast run, Beatrice's hair flew in the wind as she ran as fast as she could. He needed someone. Someone on his side to be there and Irina had once been that person but she was not here. She was not here to hold Lucian or punish whoever that prick was and so Beatrice ran. »Lucian!« she called out, her voice was strong and she was almost with him. She reached him in mere seconds, a hand flying to his shoulder as he flinched away but Beatrice grabbed her friend by the arm, pulling him away in a hurry and pushing him to face her once they had a good enough distance. Beatrice still had his arm in her grip, her eyebrows furrowed as she looked into his eyes with a thousand questions. He was crying. Or had been. »Lucian, what the hell was that? What happened?« she hoped he would tell her the truth. He had to. A worried, almost soft look was spread on her face and as her eyes locked on his, she was wondering what had happened to this confident boy she had met in the great hall one evening. It had been a simple mix up and yet she was so glad now, that she had thought he was someone else. Otherwise they wouldn't have got to talking. But now... Now Lucian seemed hurt. He seemed scared. Like he needed someone. And Beatrice would be that someone if he let her.

OOC Note: All actions of Lucian were agreed to beforehand by his writer. Mentions of Irina have also been approved by her writer!

As the Hufflepuff boy stumbled back into a wall of the greenhouse and shattered it, Odi felt a few newcomers eyes fall upon the three of them and he tilted his face a half inch to get a brief look out of the corner of his eye. The first he saw was a Hufflepuff girl a fair bit shorter than himself. “Excuse me.” She began in a polite tone. “I don`t mean to intrude any of you, but I heard someone shouting and casting Flipendo, so I wonder what is going on there and just walk in to see if there is anything I can help.” Odi paused, evaluating the girl to figure out the best method to get her not to go running to a teacher. “Does anyone of you get hurt and need to go to the hospital wing, if I may ask?” 
Lucian responded before Odi had finished deciding
“Nah, we are good thanks mate. Honest. Just a friendly chat, ain’t that right lad?” He kicked the leg of the Hufflepuff boy they were teasing and Odi simply elected to flash a charming crooked smile at the girl.

“My name is Rita by the way.” She continued. “-If you don`t know, Second Year Hufflepuff, first-string beater in the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.”

“Impressive.” Odi said with a courteous nod. “Odi Wilde, of the London Wilde’s- we’re just engaging in a little re-education.” 



However, just as Odi prepared to grab their victim by his robes he was interrupted by another presence. Halting his advance on the Hufflepuff boy, he turned to see another boy a little taller than himself approaching them. “Lucian!" The boy boomed in a low voice before looking down at the boy on the ground. "For someone so perfect, as you stated, you let yourself be beaten easily by this... beast."



For a moment, Odi froze to the spot. Did this boy know that he was a half-breed? 
It had just occurred to him that people did not often refer to Veela as beasts when he noticed Lucians unease. “Cousin.” He replied to the boy. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” Odi’s eyes flickered between the two of them as Lucian continued. “If you say something… I- I will end you.”



Odi scowled in confusion. Was Lucian cousin referring to Lucian as a beast? Perhaps this was just familial rivalry that Odi missed out on since his parents were relatively estranged from their families. Nonetheless, Lucian seemed scared, and Odi simply couldn’t have that. He straightened himself up to his full height and cocked up his chin at the boy with a charming smirk. “Cousin, eh? Lucian’s not told me much about you.” Odi raised a smooth hand and held it out to Lucians cousin. Cleverly, he had held his hand at an angle to which the Durmstrang boy could either shake it politely or bend at the waist and kiss it in a gentlemanly manner- Odi’s dark eyes gleamed hypnotically as he waited for the boy to decide on which.



Beatrice Dupont- A Slytherin girl Odi had seen in a few classes- came flying through to pull Lucian away. “Lucian what the hell was that? What happened?” She cried, looking Lucian in the eyes. Odi pulled out his wand with his free hand and -without breaking eye contact with Lucians cousin- waved it in an inverted G shape, purring out the word “Reparo.” smoothly. The glass of the greenhouse started to slide across the floor and hover back to its original place. Probably best not to have broken glass everywhere if a teacher comes by, he thought to himself.

OOC: Odi casts reparo on the broken glass

@Clark Baird|@Lucian Mornstern|@Rita Su|@Fang Hui-Ying(In the role of Klaus Haverts)|@Beatrice Dupont

A few more people had arrived at the first greenhouse. A boy with short straight brown hair who seemed to recognize the brown-haired, named Lucian, as the brown-haired boy referred him to. Then Lucian also introduced himself and excused that they are all doing fine, although they were clearly far from doing fine. "Honestly, how could you be doing fine after casting Flipendo on someone and breaking the window of the first greenhouse? And the brown-haired boy is Lucian`s cousin?Now there is some flesh meat! Very interesting!" The black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff beater thought.

Then, the Slytherin girl Beatrice Dupont arrived at the first greenhouse. The Slytherin girl with long curly black hair ran to pull Lucian out of the theme and unfortunately she had ran so fast that her books, bag, and the ink had all pull off. Lucian then cried out, seemed to be hurt. The nearly bald boy then introduced himself as Odi Wilde, of the London Wildes, and casted Reparo to repair the broken glass on the window of the first greenhouse. "By the way, what is the London Wildes? I suppose that is a renowned wizard family that I had no idea about. Downside of being a muggle born kid, you have so much to learn about the wizarding world. Damn." The black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff beater thought before opening her mouth to speak.

"Pleased to meet you, Lucian, Odi, Beatrice Dupont, and I suppose, Lucian`s cousin. I suppose that is not very good occasion to meet someone for the first time." Rita looked around and was slightly confused by all of the mess going on in the first greenhouse, "So you call that fine, Lucian? Absolutely not fine, far from being fine. Seriously,what is going on here with all of that mess? You are lucky that you haven`t attract any atttention for the nearby prefects or other adults on patrol. And Odi, although you are in theory not supposed to cast any spells, it was very nice of you to vast Reparo to fix those broken windows of the first greenhouse. So, is there anything I can do to help any of you? If not, I suppose I shall go and bring some staff to deal with all of that if you are still making such a big mess." Rita stared at Clark and Lucian, the two boys that original caused all that mess, and warned them to clean up all that mess before the black-haired Second Year Hufflepuff first-string beater go and bring the nearby adult to deal with all that mess, namely the Herbology Professor Ms. McLoughlin if she happened to be somewhere nearby the first greenhouse.

Mentioning: @Clark Baird @Lucian Mornstern @Odilon Wilde @Irina Sousa as Klaus @Beatrice Dupont @Nancy McLoughlin