Post by Jakob Stevenson on Dec 28, 2008 18:06:03 GMT -5
Jakob Stevenson sat looking over the edge of the stairs, smiling to himself. He was up here because he had a few friends that were Lions. There was Drew, Jason, Mark, Shelly and.... ok maybe they werent all friends but they had similair goals around the school. He had come and gone, gotten the info he needed, which had cost him something he would need to replant in Pigeye's classroom latter, but all was good.
So that was that, he had struck up a deal and was now staring down the emmense staicase he hated so much. The thing that he had actualy fallen/pushed down seven times. The blonde took out a little rock and dropped it down the expanse, hoping it would hit any Slythern but one.
"Dont you dare soften your eyes you worthless git" The voice in his head said. Jakob clenched his jaw, the voice had been getting louder lately, the sweet voice had actualy stopped talking to him all together. Was it a sign that he was finaly going to lose his sanity? Maybe he really would end up the way people thought he was.
Post by James Potter on Dec 28, 2008 18:23:33 GMT -5
James' steps were heavy as he made his way up the staircase the common room. He wasn't really watching where he was going, his head was all mixed up, far worse then it had been for a month. He was always mixed up after talking to her.
Women were so.. confusing. They liked messing with your head. Hurting you. Stomping on your heart until you... Bam!
James looked up to see who he ran into, about to mutter a quick apology, when he saw who it was. Jakob Stevenson. A Hufflepuff. Outside the Gryffindor Common Room.
James sneered. As long as he was in a horrible mood, he might as while have some fun. "Hey, Stevenson." James said, putting his elbow on the rail and leaning his side against it."It's so rare to see you without that little Slytherin bitch following you around. Don't tell me," he said, his eyes darting to the entrance of the Common Room. "Your cheating on her with a Gryffindor! Or, Blair KNOWS about the Gryffindor, and doesn't really care, because she only wants you for the sex?" James looked Jakob up and down, and shook his head. "No, no, I don't think Blair could like you for the sex, you don't look like you've even been up a girl's shirt, Stevenson. So why does she like you? She's probably just waiting for Seth to realize he's in love with her, so they can live happily ever after, a Death Eater and his whore."
Post by Jakob Stevenson on Dec 28, 2008 18:32:34 GMT -5
Jakob blinked listening to James, tilting his head to one side. So it was out huh? Probly not school wide yet but it had gotten to all the wrong people fast enough. What did James have against him? The boy had been rude to him since the first semester of school as far as Jakob could tell. He stood up straight, almost five inches taller than James. He had lent his Jacket to Blair recently so the fact that he was muscular, not just big showed through his clothes.
"Thankyou for your opinion Potter, but I think the next time you open your mouth, it shouldnt be to critisize my love life. I mean your fauning after a school-wide tease after all. Lets see how well you deal with Bubble-Yum when she decides that Luca Lovel is just her type, no offense to him." Jakob wasnt going to let James make fun of his girlfriend, especialy not to his face. If he had a problem with the couple, he ought to do something about it.
Post by James Potter on Dec 28, 2008 18:45:51 GMT -5
James glare turned to a frown; how had everyone learned about his little crush on Lovely? He shook his head, and smirked, his lips forming a small, evil-looking smile.
"You know what? It's better that you are dating her. Keep her from opening her legs anytime a good looking guy walks by, and then she can leave all the whoring to Sofia... Actually, I heard both Sofia and Blair were interested in Wes Borgin, you know, the new kid? You better watch out and keep your girl away from Sofia, or there's gonna be a whore fight."
James snickered and turned away from Jakob, leaning over the rail of the stairs. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a stick of gum, stretching his back. He was starting to get sore. That could happen to a guy when a girl falling out of the sky landed on top of you.
Post by Jakob Stevenson on Dec 28, 2008 20:36:14 GMT -5
Jakob stared at James, the other boy pratling on about his love, comparing her to Sofia. It was all far to much. He was going to try and hit low, as low into James mind as he knew. "At least I don't whine to my daddy when things don't go the way I want he took a few steps away.
Jakob avoided fights in school. Fights at home or on the street went unnoticed, but here people heard about that sort of thing, and ate it up. He sniffed lightly, gripping his wand in his pocket. He pulled out empty hands and pretended to be writing. "Dear Mommy and Daddy, The kids at school are being mean to me, *sniff* especialy the Slythern, they all hate me and I dont know why and and and wahhhhhh" They cry was fake, but the voice was James' own. Jakob was using James voice to mock him.
Post by James Potter on Dec 28, 2008 22:47:51 GMT -5
James glared at Jakob, his hand instinctively going to his back pocket, where his wand was. He pulled it out, pointing it at Jakob, but not hexing him. He sneered, and started talking again. "Dear Blair. I got pushed down the stairs again today. I don't know why all these kids don't like me.. Would you take a break from your other boyfriend Wes to come visit me in the hospital wing?"
James was starting to get mad at this kid, making fun of him for crying to his mum and dad? He never did that. He threw down his wand and stepped closer to Jakob, throwing a piercing glare at him. "I never go crying to my 'mommy and daddy' as you say, but at least if I wanted to, I'd actually have parents to go crying to." He aimed his fist at Jakob's nose.
Post by Jakob Stevenson on Dec 30, 2008 13:50:12 GMT -5
Jakob just stared at James, had he just made an orphan joke? That would have been low with a child, or maybe a fresh wound, but Jakob never really knew either parent, one of those apathetic types. "Thats right you can go to your Mum and cry your little heart out, I cant. Oh well, at least I'm not dumb enough to think that i should try my hand at my father's buisness. He was dueler. /YOU/ on the other hand actualy think you can lead a miny army or whatever." Jakob was smiling now, he was going for whatever he knew about James. His lips were curled into a vicious smirk. He wanted James to get angry, wanted him to get sliced up inside.
He sliped his wand into a pocket that would protect it, this was going to be a fist fight, not a duel. "Potter you could never lead like your father did, he took out the darkest wizard of all time, by standing there. You couldnt knock out a baby. So why dont you put your fist down, cause you aint hittin me anytime soon. Im done with this talk" His tone was calm, as though it were just a chat, but his smile was cruel. He turned around and looked out at the staircase once more
Post by James Potter on Dec 30, 2008 14:13:44 GMT -5
James growled and narrowed his eyes, but lowered his fist anyway. He leaned down to pick up his wand, holding it with a tight grip when he came back up. "I guess your right, Stevenson." He said, holding up his wand and turning it around in his fingers. "There's no point in me hitting you. Your much bigger than me, I'd end up the loser in a fist fight."
He looked at Jakob, still leaning over the stairway railing, and he walked to the potrait of the fat lady. She wasn't looking at him, but he muttered the password and she swung open. He turned back to look at Jakob. He didn't like leaving him there, not hurt. He raised his wand, muttering the first spell that came to his mind. He didn't really remember what it did, he just remembered his dad telling him he had used it on Draco Malfoy once, and that it hadn't really ended well. "Sectumsempra."
Post by Jakob Stevenson on Dec 30, 2008 18:05:23 GMT -5
Jakob felt the hairs on his neck stand on edge as the spell was fired. His eyes watered and he colapsed onto the floor. The vest split open, and his skin began to tear along the spine, spitting out blood. He cursed in several languages, tears dripped from his eyes as he writhed round in a pool of his own blood.
The rainy blue eyes that watched and mocked, that had usualy been filled with cheer, looked up at James. Why did the other boy hate him so much? He lay on his stomach silent, there was to much pain for speach
Post by James Potter on Dec 30, 2008 18:36:55 GMT -5
James eyes went wide as he saw what his spell had caused. He ripped off his shirt, running to Jakob and pressing it against part of Jakob's cut. "Shit, shit, shit." He pratically yelled the word over and over again, trying to pull Jakob up and being unsucessful. "Help! Help me!" He yelled as loudy as he could, keeping his shirt pressed down on Jakob's back.
"Jakob, I swear, I didn't know what that spell did. I would have never done that on purpose." He cursed again, and yelled for help. James was telling the truth, if he had known what this spell did, he wouldn't have said it. How had his dad found out this spell. He shook his head, and continued yelling for help.
**Someone came for help, and they carried Jakob to the hospital wing? So we can go on to the Blair/Jakob thread.