I put a spell on you } Cole
In Kat’s short life, she had somehow collected so many secrets: Secrets that involved her parents, her brothers, friend, and even enemies. No matter what anyone said about Katarina, she was very loyal when it came to secrets and couldn’t give a damn when people tried to force them out of her. These secrets were things people did not need to know. They were secrets given to her from people who trusted her. Right now, sitting in the room of requirement with a few people who had decided to have a tiny bash, Kat sighs annoyed. She had no reason to be here. She didn’t care for parties with people that she honestly didn’t care much about. The pumpkin juice she had earlier was sat upon on the table before her, while she let out an exaggerated sigh. Cole was walking up to her, and really, she couldn’t be bothered. “Don’t you have girls to do, or something?” the Ravenclaw asks, not even looking him in the eyes. He was one of those people that made her sick just looking at them.
Cole had been in the mood to wreck some havoc, so he’d slipped some Versitarium into some unsuspecting fool’s pumpkin juice. He’d then just hidden in the shadows, waiting for someone to drink it. To his delight, the victim had been Katarina Rowley, one of his truest enemies and someone who looked as if she had a shitload of secrets. Many of which he would probably die of laughter at hearing because they’d be so juicy that she would never tell him if she had the choice. But she didn’t now, so it was going to be great. Maybe he’d sell them to the Gossip magazine for a good profit. “Hey Rowley.” He said with his signature smirk playing across his lips. “Of course I have girls to do. I always do. But I thought I’d take a break to come and see your sunshine of a face instead.” His voice was sickly sweet, dripping with sarcasm.
Oh, Hey. I think I see someone hot.
Awe, too bad I’m taken. How’re you, Pretty boy?
It’s okay Rowley, I’ll still admit your hot. Even if you do hate me. And it goes good, thanks for asking. What about you?
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“Oh, them.” Grey had heard quite a deal about this Billy and the people that hung around him. The frown on Cole’s lips made Grey curious, but he didn’t ask. That might be too risky and ruin whatever was between the two boys. “That I agree with. Compliments are something that is always good to hear.” He grinned. “Ah, I’m special then.”
“Yup. Them.” Cole shrugged, glad that Grey wasn’t asking about. No one wanted to do anything with a rapist. That had become obvious enough… after the whole thing. “They are….” He winked again, a habit of his. He kind of “over-winked”, but it was just his personality. “I’ll consider granting you that title… Don’t count on it though.” He teased.
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“Oh, I find it cute.” Cole’s smirk reappeared upon his lips, and he laughed a tiny bit. This guy was actually pretty interesting. Different from others he’d talked to lately, and it wasn’t just because of the nose ring. He just couldn’t put his finger on it, or at least not entirely. “Oh really? I know people who would beg to differ… But I’ll still thank you for not being one of them.” He shrugged, not sure exactly what his intentions were when he said that. “And I hope it’s clear now… Because you’re pretty attractive.” He laughed slightly, still looking at the other boy curiously.
Grey smiled at him calmly, but inside his head, the gears were frantically turning. Did this guy like him? Maybe he was pretending to in order to get into his pants. Not that Grey minded, but he still didn’t like the idea of being used. “And what dumbasses are that?” He asked and laughed. “No need to thank me for my honesty.” It was true, after all. Cole was the hottest guy at Hogwarts right now in his opinion. “Thank you, I suppose.” He chuckled, nudging Cole’s shoulder a bit with his.
This was rather fun, actually. Cole didn’t know what the hell he was doing, but it sure worked. He was actually getting somewhere, slowly, but still somewhere with this guy. They’d shag by dinnertime at this rate though, so he was all set. He just had to keep doing what he was doing. “Oh, I dunno, Billy Springsteen and his little crew.” The Slytherin admitted with a small frown. Boy did he hate all of them. “And others, I guess. But it’s always nice to hear how attractive I am.” He laughed a little, his smirk wider than ever. “And your welcome. Now, you better treasure that because I don’t give it out often. The ‘your welcome’ part.” Cole grinned at the gesture that the kid gave him.
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i don’t always get called a genius, but when i do i aflejsgljskjslag
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YOU ARE ONE THOUGH OKAY SO FEEL SPECIAL
idk maybe the sexual frustration is making him non douche-y ‘cause it’s easier to get laid by being nicer? idk.
yes
you must be right
GUYS LINDA IS A GENIUS
oh no
cole isn’t being douchey
what does this mean
is it because he’s feeling abandoned
idk
uh oh
what is this
help
