(HIGH)er Education [c]

[KAYAH ADDISON HAWTHORNE]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

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“Good morning Kayah!” Kayah winced at the words as one of her fellow Gryffindors ran by her, obviously on their way to class or the Great Hall to eat breakfast. What the hell was so good about the morning? Kayah hated that greeting and wished people would just walk on by her without speaking to her, especially this early in the morning. Kayah hated mornings with a passion and if it were up to her she’d just stay in bed all day with the drapes drawn closed and her blankets pulled up over her head. But unfortunately for her she had classes to attend and she knew that if she didn’t go her parents would be on her ass, not to mention her Head of House, so to keep them at bay Kayah went, everyday. It wasn’t like Kayah hated her classes, cause she didn’t, she actually enjoyed a fair few of them and she usually got excellent marks in them as well, but being the top student, all brainy and intellectual just wasn’t her thing, that was more of her best friend Ariel’s thing. Kayah was one of those students where everything pretty much just came naturally, she didn’t see the need to waste her time with extra studying or homework, there were better things she could occupy her time with. Kayah liked sitting in the back of the classroom and enjoyed goofing off with Adrian or coming with new lyrics or ways to get high. Of course none of this sat well with her professors, they were always pulling her aside and telling her that if she just applied herself she could be really great and at the top of her class, but Kayah never took their words to heart, they just went in one ear and out the other.

The thing she hated most about going to Potions was the walk she had to make down to the dungeons. It was Slytherin territory and if it was one that irritated Kayah the most it was the fucking Slytherin house. She hated the lot of them, some way more than others. Always strutting about the castle with their noses in the air thinking their shit didn’t stink. Well she had news for them, their shit didn’t smell like no roses. Too many times had Kayah gotten in fights with different Slytherins, most of them being that of the male persuasion. A quick image of Michael and Malachi flashed in her mind and almost instantly she felt like vomiting. Out of all the Slytherins, those two were the ones that gave her the most shit and till this day she never understood why, maybe that got some sick pleasure out of trying bullying women. Bastards. Kayah tried to never let them get to her, she just figured that they were suffering from sort of small dick syndrome so them picking on her was a way for them to make up all that they were lacking. Lucky for Kayah the Slytherin girls usually stayed away from her, which was nice but that didn’t mean they stopped with all their petty comments as she walked by. Like she really cared what they had to say about her. They were all chicken shit anyways, never able to say what they wanted to her face, always having to whisper it behind her back as she walked by, bloody cowards.

Kayah pushed opened the door to the Potion’s classroom and noticed that class had already started. Perfect. She sighed as she walked to the back of the room to take her usually seat next Adrian. She was certain that the professor would pull her aside after class to talk about why she was late, which means she’d have to come up with a good excuse by the time class was finished. As she sat down, Kayah flashed a quick smile at Adrian and Ariel, though she doubt Ariel noticed she had even walked in, she attention was focused on the professor as he lectured, her hand scribbling rapidly over a piece of parchment trying desperately to get down every word that he was saying. Potions was only one of the few classes that Kayah had with her best friends and she was thankful for that. Potions was taught by the Slytherin Head of House which meant that a lot of Slytheirn‘s took the class, so having her two best friends with her made it easier for Kayah to fight them off if she needed to, and also cause it evened things up a bit. “What the hell is the old geezer going on about today?” She asked as she reached into her book bag to pull out her Potion’s book and a few of her personal belongs. Kayah set the book on the table in front of her and her small drug stash in her lap. If she was going to make it through this class and the rest of her day she was going to need a little help doing so.

WORDS,, Who cares?!
TAGGED,, Ariel && Adrian
OUTFIT,, School Uniform
MUSIC,, Break Your Heart - Taio Cruz
NOTES,, AKA, ftw!
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION

[ADRIAN MARKUS WILLIAMSON]

AS SHE CARRIES ON WITHOUT A DOUBT
i wonder if she'll figure out that
I ' M C R A Z Y F O R T H I S G I R L - - - *

The rumbling sounds of deep snores echoed around the empty canvas of the boy’s dorm, as the low velocity of the wind pushed past the slightly sweaty odor of the room. Though, that was to be expected—especially since six boys occupied the seventh story dorm. Each maroon draped four-poster bed was made, save the one that stood next to the window ledge. Instead of the physically aligned neat pile of bedding on the last bed, there was a solid body nestled in the far corner of the bed and the only thing that was visible the tanned head peaking out of the covers. It was half past nine, way past the normal time that a Gryffindor should still be in bed, but where Adrian was concerned, such a thing called ‘alarm clocks’ didn’t exist and the mere nescience of waking up with everyone else wasn’t worth his time. Besides, what was the point in wasting his precious sleep time by standing in a line to take his morning piss. And it wasn’t like Adrian had the ability to get up first so he could avoid slagging behind his roommates, alas, sleeping in seemed like a much more probable idea. But today, Adrian had pushed his luck a little too far, he was still in bed, sleeping the morning away while everyone else was down in the Great Hall, enjoying a lively breakfast catered by the Hogwarts House Elves.

His mouth was open—and his chest rose and fell steadily, one of his long muscular legs were hanging awkwardly off the bed and it literally looked as if his frame was due to slide off his four poster. And sure enough—a couple of minutes later, the open-mouthed Gryffindor crashed against the marble floor, his body jerking awake as he began mumbling strange incoherencies from his mouth. A long list of swears animatedly left his mouth—his voice rising steadily as Adrian began struggling with his blankets, but from a bird’s eye view—his heroic duel with the bed sheet left Adrian looking worse for wear. And after managing to finally untangle the blankets off his frame, he groaned aloud as his eyes fell on the large oval clock beside his bed. It was a wonder the blasted item was working, there was no telling how many times Adrian had purposefully knocked it down because it was ringing too darn loudly. Swearing yet again—he grudgingly balanced his hand against the heel of the bedside table, before he slowly heaved his tall frame to a standing position. Since he was already as late as he possibly could be, Adrian didn’t rush to get ready. It wasn’t like rushing was going to help anything. He was still going to be late—what difference with a couple of more minutes make? Sluggishly, Adrian dressed himself—and needless to say, he didn’t look like the most appealing person, not by a long shot. His shirt was wrinkled, his tie looked as if it was knotted by a retarded three year old, and of course—his sleeves were rolled up all the way to his elbows.

Adrian didn’t really care what he looked like—he was handsome enough to pick up a few birds and in the end of the day that’s all that mattered. He like the idea of ever changing who he was to please others, he enjoyed being the slightly fucked up individual he was, it gave him some character. What was the point in being just another faceless, nameless body occupying Hogwarts? Blending in was over-rated, anyway. Getting his rucksack together—and piling on his gosh darn text books, Adrian hurried down the spiral stairs of the boys common room, three stairs at a time, not bothering to hold on to the railing. As he finally reached the last step—he gave a quick glance around the common room—looking for Kayah—he had thought she would be waiting for him—but alas, no, but then again, Kayah wasn’t the most patient person in the world—and it wasn’t like he was only five or ten minutes late. Adrian had over-slept for about two hours, missing breakfast all together—and probably on his way to missing potions, though—that might not be such a bad idea. Being the shit lazy bastard he was—he half contemplated staying up here in the common room and enjoying the rest of the day lounging by the sofa, but—all that would accomplish was another detention and quite frankly he was tired of seeing McGonagall giving him that hot stern look. Sure—every once in a while he had the odd sexual fantasy about her—but then again—Adrian always enjoyed women who took control. And as jackshit old as McGonagall may be, that woman could still move as fast as a seventeen year old.

By the time he made it all the way to the dungeons, Adrian was panting like a dog in heat—fuck he had always hated the trip down to the Dungeons—and not to mention the snakes, they never hesitated to piss him the hell off. But quite purposefully, Adrian fought off the urge to rouse any of them—he was still mentally scarred over the shit that happened last week with his ex-girlfriend and frankly, he was not about to fuck around with that road again. Ariel and Kayah had warned him that messing around with Slytherin chicks was a bad idea—but then again, Adrian always had the tendency to space out when he saw big jugs and bloody hell, her tits were like two soft pink water balloons—so naturally, he pursued her. It didn’t take long to woo the girl—but goddamn who would have expected the Slytherin chick to be such a prude. After two weeks of dating, Adrian had to unfortunately break up with her—he was tired of waiting and after two weeks that prudish pureblood still wouldn’t let him grope her—it was time to call it quits. Adrian had never been the one to beat around the bush—and like always, he was completely honest with her—and unfortunately the broken nose that followed after was something eh very well deserved. He supposed he couldn’t blame her—she had every right to hex him and more—but what she did afterwards was a bit more than fucked up. The crazy bitch began stalking him in the hallways—and every time Adrian turned a corner—he’d find her lurking there. Jeez she was turning out to be way more trouble than she was worth. Bloody buzzkill.

Like always, cautious as ever—Adrian walked through the halls of the almost empty dungeons—a few Slytherin’s loitered about—but really, they didn’t say anything to him. As boisterous and amusing as Adrian often showed himself to public eyes, he was a whole `nother person when he was pissed off. Ignoring the ill-disguised death glares, he slaughtered towards the main hall of the dungeons, a grin curling against the side of his lips. He fucking hated potions class, he really did, but there was only about an hour left—and besides, Kayah and Ariel would be there—he could just fuck around in the back, make fun of Slughorn, and pour some of Ariel’s potion into his flask and call it a day and an instant O. Pushing open the door—Adrian walked inside the room—a grin faintly curved around his face as he muttered a weak excuse to Slughorn, “Sorry Professor, my owl died… so I had to go… bury it,” a few snickers followed his comment along with a disapproving glare from Slughorn, which Adrian shrugged off. But thankfully enough he got off without a detention and spotting—Ariel and Kayah seated in their customary seats, Adrian took a seat behind his two favorite girls—giving them a grin before taking his good old seat.

TAG ariel and kayah !
WORD COUNT none of yo business
NOTES adrien likes ponies
OUTFIT naked!
LYRICS i'm crazy for this girl - lifehouse
TEMPLATE justlikefalling at caution 2.0!
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[ARIEL EMILIA GARRISON]

Loitering in the darkness of the dungeon that was used for the infamous potions class, as Ariel tapped the quill of her pen against the edge of her notebook. Wondering where her best friends were, apparently neither of them liked to show up on time and even if they did neither of them would pay attention only to gather notes from her later on. This class for them, was to get high from the potions she conjured up. Rolling her green eyes, she looked around the classroom, feeling quite uneasy for being in Slytherin country all by herself. She was a prime target for all sorts of ridicule, especially without Adrian or Kayah being around her. Chewing the inside of her cheek, as mere attempt to keep herself occupied during the precious moments prior to class starting. Her thoughts ran off to her brother—Anthony. Perhaps she would send him an owl after class, of course there was always that chance he would never respond to her and just blow her off. Now he was someone that was inside of her family that she could actually go and talk to, just to ramble on and on about anything. She wanted to plan for a fun weekend with her and him, perhaps if she coaxed her older brother; she could convince him to have her best friends join in on something fun and enjoyable.


Finally the lesson started, which managed to interrupt her thoughts for the time being. The head of the Slytherin house went on and on about the different ways of blending potions together when the temperature of the tube was just right. Of course, throughout the lesson, her quill moved quickly over the parchment, taking in every word and wondering what she could take back to her dormitory later that night. One thing that intrigued her about Potions, was the science behind it all---really it took brains to figure out the intricate ways to dissect the formulas and the math behind was beyond the depths of Arial’s mind.

Hearing a thump beside her, as her best friend, Kayah decided to show up---really not taking the time to acknowledge her presence expect with a mere wave with her left hand before she followed her green eyes back towards the front of the room. She wondered where Adrian was---that boy had the tendency to show up late but always have some outrageous excuse to where he had run off too. Now, as the recent events unfolded with his crazy-ex, she wanted to ensure she protected him even more—perhaps she could pull Kayah aside later on and have a discussion of what they should do with the girl. Besides, sooner or later it would just get beyond annoying. Shaking her head, Arial brought her attention back towards the lecture being presented.

Of course this didn’t last long, for she heard that booming voice of her best friend Adrian. Rolling her eyes, Arial pulled up her satchel and placed on the table for she knew what her two best friends would want sooner or later. Besides she wanted her satchel on the table just in case she had to grab more ink for her quill. Finally pulling her attention back from the lecture, she glared at her two best friends---as she spoke in a harsh whisper, “You guys should really pay attention to this lecture—perhaps you could learn a thing or two about how to mix and conjure up your own potions. Maybe this time around we won’t get detention?” She said rather heatedly, but with a small smirk on her face, as she twirled a piece of her blonde hair through her fingers.

[KAYAH ADDISON HAWTHORNE]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

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For Kayah, life at Hogwarts would be absolute hell if she didn’t have Ariel and Adrian by her side. The two of them kept her sane and in her eyes, alive. They always had her back no matter what and Kayah was the same way when it came to them. It was one thing for people to want to mess with Kayah, she deserved it half the time with that mouth of hers, but when it came to messing with Ariel or Adrian, well that was just something you didn’t want to do in front of her. Kayah Hawthorne didn’t have too many weaknesses in this world, in fact she really only had two, and one of them just some happened to be her two best friends. There isn’t anything that she wouldn’t do for them, hell she’d stand in front of the killing curse if the situation called for it. A friendship like the one she shared with them was definitely something hard to come by at times, but Kayah was grateful to have them in her life and she knew that. She treasured their friendship more than anything in this world and though she probably didn’t say it enough or at all, she just hoped that Ariel and Adrian knew exactly how much they meant to her.

Kayah couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend’s words as she sat there pulling out small buds of weed from the little plastic baggy that rested in her lap. Leave it to Ariel to try and be the voice of reason for Kayah and Adrian, like they were really going to actually pay attention and take notes, that’s what Ariel was for. Sure it seem like a pretty shitty things to do, just sit back and slack off while your best friend did all the work, but that’s just what Ariel did, and Kayah wasn’t going to stop her from doing what she liked to do, especially if it were going to benefit Kayah. Grabbing her wand from her book bag, Kayah touch the tip of it to the small burner underneath the cauldron and lit it on fire. It didn’t take long for the water to begin to boil and once it did, Kayah crushed the small buds of weed with her hands and sprinkled it into the cauldron filled with boiling water. She then stuck her wand into the water and began to stir the mixture slowly while occasionally glancing up to the front of the class to make that Slughorn wasn‘t going to interrupt her. Inhaling deeply Kayah could already smell hints of pot in the air around her. She pulled her wand from the water and tapped it on the side of the cauldron to shake off any excess water that dripped from it and then placed it back into her bag.

Leaning her head forward over the cauldron, Kayah inhaled deeply once more, this time inhaling the all fumes that were coming from the cauldron. Breathing in as much as she could, she allowed the steam with with marijuana fill up her lungs. Once her lungs had reached their maximum capacity Kayah leaned back in her chair and held her breath for a brief moment before exhaling it all out slowly. She instantly felt herself as a whole relax as the drug began to take over her body, a rather satisfied expression plastered across her face. God she loved Potions class. Chuckling she reached her hand over and playfully smack Adrian in the arm. “You gotta take a hit off this.” She suggested as she pointed toward the cauldron. “You too Ariel.” She said eying the Hufflepuff with a rather toothy grin on her face. Kayah always thought that Ariel worked too hard when it came to everything, and figured that taking a hit off the cauldron would do her some good, get her to chill out for a moment. Kayah looked up toward the front of the classroom once more and saw that Professor Slughorn was still running his mouth. That guy just never knew when to shut his trap, but lucky for Kayah and her friends, it kept him out of their hair while she conjure up her special potion.

WORDS,, Who cares?!
TAGGED,, Ariel && Adrian
OUTFIT,, School Uniform
MUSIC,, Break Your Heart - Taio Cruz
NOTES,, AKA, ftw!
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION