what's this?? --- alden

[victoire gabrielle weasley]

"It has to be here! I can't believe I lost the damn thing!" Victoire yelled out in frustration as she continued to throw articles of clothing from her dresser to the ground. There were clothes all over and her bed was a mess. Her mattress actually seemed to not sit correctly because she had flipped it over many times to see if it had fallen beneath the bed. It wasn't anywhere and even though Vic knew it wasn't in her dresser she was still tearing it apart. What was she looking for exactly? A necklace that she received from her grandmother on her mother's side of the family. For being the first granddaughter and all. It wasn't much but Vic has had it as long as she could remember. It was a necklace with an Eiffel Tower pendant on it. Merlin knows that the next time she showed up at her grandmother's house for tea and she wasn't wearing it there would be questions. Her grandmother would probably make some wild accusations that she was a whore or sold it for drug money. Grandmothers and their crazy thoughts.

Finally frustrated and realizing that the damn necklace wasn't in her room Vic quickly grabbed her wand, put on her shoes and grabbed a jacket. She would have to just look around the castle for the necklace since it wasn't where she had left it, which was usually around her neck. As she walked down the steps to the Gryffindor common room she stepped louder than she normally would. And again she could hear her grandmother in her head saying a young lady should walk with grace and not like an elephant wearing hiking boots. However obviously Vic didn't care because she stormed out of the common room leaving behind some very confused students.

Victoire went down all the hallways that she went down normally for classes. The paths that she traveled most often and what not. Still even when she looked behind suits or armor and asked the painting if they have seen her necklace.; nothing. Today was just not her day. From the Gryffindor common room all the way down to the first floor nothing. The only place left was the creepy dungeon and even Torie didn't venture down their often. Slytherin territory. For the most part if they weren't family Vic didn't get along with them. Most of them didn't like her for her last name anyways. But that was why it was great to have Head Girl powers. Decesnding down into the dungeon Vic could feel a chill go up her spine. "If my damn necklace is down here I'm going to kill whoever stole it from me." She said aloud thinking that no one was around to hear her.

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notes: sorry it took forever >.< ily
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[alden oliver selwyn]

The week had come and gone once again within the stone castle walls known as Hogwarts. Friday night approach with prompt swiftness, ushering in that little breeze of freedom known as the weekend; a staple of school life that all the students had come to know and love. Still, no one loved it as much as Alden. The boy laid underneath his covers in his four post cot, sleeping off the bit of late night foreplay that had taken place. Normally, it would have been a full blown out party to usher in this new day, but Hyp and him had agreed that since the Ball was just around the corner, they better wait and toss a huge after party. So, last night it was just him, Hyp, and two others around the fireplace, drinking and talking until they had gotten either too tired or too drunk to stay up any longer.

The smack of an owl against the window was what awoke him from his slumber. "Ugh..." He grunted, tossing the covers up and looking towards the window that sat beside his bed. It took a moment to realize what had happened, but when the realization came Alden grinned brightly. "Always knew Father's owl was as mindless as him." He spoke up slightly as he turned to sit up on the cot. He had come up with the clever idea a month ago to start leaving the window latched on friday nights so he wouldn't wake up to a howler come the morning.

As soon as his feet hit the floor, things went into routine mode. He straightened the sheets, took a shower, got semi-dressed, went downstairs, drank a cup of coffee thanks to his dear friend, and then back up stairs. He pulled the rest of his clothing on and grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the nightstand before setting off down the steps once again and out the portrait hole into the cold dungeon. He was glad he was sorted into Slytherin. The cold dark atmosphere of the dungeon always served well first thing in the morning. Taking the pack of cigarettes out, he drew on out, stuck it between his lips, and lit it with the end of his wand, taking in the first bit of smoke as he did so.

This was about the time a voice could be heard a little ways down the hall, and Alden perked up a bit. He wasn't worried about smoking. Hell, half the professors knew he did it, and he only did it down here so it wouldn't disturb anyone else. Alright that's a lie. He did it cause he knew hardly anyone besides the potion's professor and Slytherin students traveled this part of the hall, but still that was fair. A shape came into view, and then blonde hair, and finally the full frame of one Victoire Weasley. "Great...another Weasley to deal with." Al muttered to himself as the girl came closer. He already had to deal with her cousin Rose last night, which reminded him that he needed to pack a bit before going to the lake tonight. Once the blonde headed Weasley drew close, Alden smirked, taking another hit and blowing out the smoke. "Bit lost aren't we, dear? If I remember correctly, you are a bit out of your territory." He spoke with a grin, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.

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[victoire gabrielle weasley]

There could only be a few places Victoire's necklace actually could be. Of course that place wasn't her bedroom so she had a few more options; a classroom, the grounds, or left it in some poor guy's room. She really hoped it wasn't the later. Vic didn't know the name of the guy, hell she wouldn't be able to pick him out of the young men in the school. It was one of the very few moments of weakness that she had. Sure Torie knew her heart belong to Teddy, even if he didn't know that, but she couldn't wait around forever. Vic rarely ever did the whole hookup thing but she was drunk and apparently the guy was too. She didn't object at all and happily went along with it. But the thing was Vic couldn't remember if that was two nights ago or a week ago. She hoped it wasn't a week ago because that would mean she never noticed her necklace was missing, which was an issue in her book.

Victorie smelled him before she saw him; the cigarette smoke that is. She had never tried one before and never wanted too. Her siblings and parents didn't smoke so she definitely wasn't used to the smell. And just the thought of that going into her lungs disgusted her. But the thing was, Vic knew she shouldn't be smelling it in the dungeons. Smoking wasn't allowed inside the school no matter what the students wanted to believe. So it was no shock to her when Alden Selwyn appeared out of the shadows with a cigarette in his mouth. Torie had to roll her eyes at his comment. Of course he had every right to assume she was lost. What would a Weasley Gryffindor possibly be doing down in Slytherin Territory. "Everywhere is my territory now, Selwyn. Head Girl, remember?" She said a smirk on her face. "And no smoking in the school. It's disgusting." Vic said walking up to him and taking the smoke out of his mouth and throwing it to the ground. Oh yes, this young woman was definitely a Weasley. Not to mention she was already pissed about losing her necklace.

She had half the mind to just deduct points from Slytherin but she would just save that for the next encounter she had with the young man. It was much more amusing to her to throw his cigarette to the ground. Even though she knew he probably had a pack of them in his pockets. "Don't even think about bringing out another one with me around. It's not my money I'm wasting." Vic warned him. She could do this all day if he wanted too. Sure she had nothing against her friends that smoked but this was Alden Selwyn, the two of them just didn't get along.

tagged: jayyy/alden
notes: our characters don't get alone....whaaat?
words: 472

[alden oliver selwyn]

The blonde haired Weasley rolled her eyes as she approahed the boy, causing a smirk of satisfaction to cross his lips before she spoke, stating that everywhere was her territory now, and then scolding him for smoking in the school. "Come on Weasley, we all know who really pulls the strings here." Al replied with a grin, but it was short lived as she took the cigarette between his lips and threw it to the cold stone floor that sat beneath their feet. "I'm disappointed! No fight, just straight to the point. That's no fun." He rubbed his fingers together, as if trying to make another cigarette appear out of thin air, but no luck came from it, nor was he even trying to do such a feat.

Victorie and Alden went way back, as far back as first year actually. Even then it was like how they are now, her bitching at him over silly little things, and him taking it like it was nothing. Why? Well even though he only would admit it to a few choice people, Victorie was actually attractive to him. Shocker right? A decent looking Weasley? Well it was true enough, though he knew about the Veela one that roamed the halls, but he was brilliant enough to stray away from her, though she was just as attractive. Still, Al had played this half flirting, half fighting game with her for many years. He always wondered when she would cave and just give in a bit, but as the years progressed, no sign showed that she would, and that impressed him ever so slightly. Just enough to give her a dash of respect from his favor.

The girl spoke up, warning him not to make a second attempt at his little habit. Nonchalantly, Alden raised his hands in the air as if being caught by an Auror. "No worries here, Missy." He replied and then chuckled a bit, lowering his hands. "I would ask how you are doing, but I think we already skipped past that introduction." He added, leaning back against the wall and pulling out his wand, playing with it a bit. "I do ask what has gotten you in a particularly pissy mood this morning. No wait, let me guess. Someone pissed in Ted's cheerio's again and now you are on the hunt?"

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[victoire gabrielle weasley]

Again why did Victoire even bother looking down here? She didn't get along with many Slytherins because she was a Weasley and a bloodtraitor. Not that she thought as herself as a bloodtraitor. She had pureblood, so what? Did Vic have to think she was above everyone else because of that? She was already one of the most attractive young ladies in Hogwarts, there was no need to brag about her blood too. Plus why did blood matter? Even if a witch or wizard was muggle born guess what they could still perform magic so that was perfectly fine in her eyes. Yet she knew those blood purists thought different. Death eaters were rising again and everyone could be sure Vic would be fighting them. Already she was talking to the Ministry about Auror training and what she really needed to practice on. The day her Aunt and Uncle were killed she made the promise that she would join the Aurors and find out who killed her family members. She was sick that her family got picked on by everyone and it was time to take a stand.

"Yes we do," Victoire said smirking right back at Alden. "I do. Vince wouldn't dare step out of line. I actually will." She was referring to Vince the Head Boy who she knew would never play a prank on the Slytherins or look for reasons to deduct points from them. And then there was Vic who played pranks on her family and Slytherins most of her life. That wasn't going to stop now that she was Head Girl. She had to let out a short laugh as Alden complained that she didn't even fight with him about smoking in school. This was true she usually bickered back and forth with him for a while. He really wasn't that much of a menace in the school but Torie knew he tried keeping up with that whole 'bad boy' appearance. It really didn't work with her since he half flirted most of the time. "I'm sorry that I can't stand the smell of cigarette smoke. And you should just thank me. Those things will kill you." Vic told him actually managing to give him a small smile. She tried to hate the guy so much over the years but no matter what she couldn't bring herself too. But just because she didn't hate him didn't mean she was going to jump into bed with him.

Vic just shook her head trying to not laugh while Alden acted as if he was an actual criminal and she was an Auror. She wouldn't be surprised if a few years from now she might actually catch him with the wrong group once she was done with Auror Training. He was friends with the Lestrange guy. Then the comment about Teddy, Vic tried not to look shocked by the comment. the two weren't dating just best friends. Yet Vic wasn't sure if Alden meant his comment in a way that he knew Vic liked Teddy or he just noticed the friendship between the two. "Teddy can take care of himself. If he thought it was someone in Slytherin he could always just slip into your common room easily." Vic said smiling loving that her best friend was a metamorphmagus. "And if you have to know I lost something that is very important to me. It's a necklace with an Eiffel Tower pendant on it. You haven't heard of any Slytherins bragging about stealing it from me, have you?" Vic asked Alden hoping that he would at least be honest with her. It was obvious by the way she was acting that she wanted the necklace back and that it meant a lot to her.


tagged: jayyy/alden
notes: i can't make her hate him
words: 626