Killian Dracel

Cross (dressing) in the Courtyard

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"She's dodging me!" he growled at Everly as he stormed through the corridors of the castle after their brief morning duel. "It's not my fault her knickers were put in my room instead of hers," he continued on, and on, and on. Luckily for them, there were no classes for the day, because it was the weekend, and now they had to actually do things with their mentees--nearly naked from the looks of things, because Killian Dracel was traipsing through the castle in briefs and his sleeveless tee, with Everly wearing... that. And, they were somewhat late because their duel--while short, actually ate away more time than allotted due to Killian glaring at the people who dared eyeball him.

 

Like this Hufflepuff first year... "Take a picture. It'll last longer," he snapped, raising his wand to flick at the person in offending yellow and black. "Locomotor Mortis!"

 

They'd be freed, eventually. Not by him, of course, but eventually.

 

Coming to the Transfiguration courtyard, Killian spotted Damaris and their mentees sitting on a bench. "There she bloody is!" He zeroed in on her, wearing his clothes and swimming in them. She has so much explaining to do, he thought, before he marched up to her as fast as he could without breaking into a run. "OI!" he snapped at her, interrupting whatever she was saying to their mentees. "THOSE ARE MY CLOTHES! GIVE THEM BACK. NOW."

 

Yes. Now. He glared at her. "You. Heard. Me."


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A mix-up in Slytherin had left her with Killian's clothes--her dormmates had found themselves in similar situations as well. Everywhere she looked, she saw girls struggling with trousers as they tried to find the boy who had ended up with their robes and vice versa. 

 

But she'd had no alternative but to use his clothes--they couldn't spend the entire day cooped up in her dorm room. She needed to duel and she needed to meet their mentees. So she'd gotten dressed and left her dorm room before Killian had shown up to bang on the door and demand his clothes back. 

 

"Hi guys," she greeted their mentees--Ulysses and Allan were their names, but she wasn't confident who was who. "We're really excited to be your mentors. I was thinking that maybe we could go and check out the Dueling Chamber or the--"

 

She didn't get very far in her introduction before Killian and Everly appeared. It was a little bit funny to see the state they were in, but it was easy to hold back any amusement with Killian shouting in her face. 

 

"YEAH I HEARD YOU, THE ENTIRE CASTLE HEARD YOU! AND NO WAY!" Damaris shot back. The castle was cold, (it was funny), and most importantly, she still needed something to wear. "I'm not doing that!" 

 

Okay, that was probably weird to say in front of one's mentees. "Um, so...do you guys like Slytherin so far?" 

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So Allan did this thing, it was called trying to socialising—granted the eleven year old had no idea how not to be a complete fool or an awkward bag on bones but alas he was there and sitting and pretty much on wizgram and snapmirror and being oblivious... 

 

A voice spoke and there was a girl in trousers and a boy in only his undergarments... ok then. His mentors were strange... beyond strange. Click Snapmirror time. Yes he will definitely take a picture so it will last longer.

 

The boy fidgeted in his seat for a moment because what was sitting still? 

 

“It’s ok” was Allan’s reply since he had no idea what to make of this whole fiasco. 

 

**so sorry this was replied so late**

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Blah blah blah Everly didn’t care about dodgy!Damaris. “She probably likes the breathing room…down there,” he mumbled as they made their way through the corridors. Ev was confidently letting his skirt swish all over the place while Kill hexed eyeballing passerbys. “If you do get a picture, I’ll buy it!” Ev called out, really, really hoping a picture would somehow end up in his owl post.

 

“Oui, there she is,” he repeated blandly, standing back a meter or so to give his friends some space to argue. (Who knew the shouting was only going to get worse as the term went on. OooOOooo foreshadowing.) When one of the kids answered Damaris’ question with only an it’s ok, Everly was quick to jump before any shaming could happen.

 

“Better than it’s horrible, right you two?”

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