[mp] [hogwarts express] if only one remembers.... [danny]

...to turn on the light.

The wind was howling, made all the more audible by the thick layer of snow that surrounded the tracks of the Hogwarts Express as it made its solemn and unexpected journey back to King's Cross. Jeremy could see his own breath on the pane of glass and the semiopaque fogged window reminded him of the dome that had come crashing down only hours earlier. After months of being trapped inside of Hogwarts the students were finally free, but they weren't without losses. Students and teachers had been forced to fight once more on the grounds of Hogwarts and it was painfully obvious how empty some of the cabins were on this night. Jeremy could still hear them, the strange skeletal creatures that had come out of the Gauntlet, he could smell the ooze the trailed as they screeched and frittered toward their next meals. He took a large breath, holding it for a moment as the edges of his last faded off of the window, showing his paled reflection behind them. It was unlike him to sit so still, so quiet, he'd never felt loss like this before and it didn't suit him. And that was when he decided it would be best to ignore his feelings altogether. Pain and hurt wouldn't change anything so he pushed it away, sat forward quickly, and ran a hand through his short curls; he was determined to forget.

"Lets go do something fun." He said abruptly, breaking the silence that had never before resided in a space shared by Danny and Jeremy. "We could go jinx the first years ties to attack each other, betcha' they haven't taken their uniforms off yet?" He sat forward, one leg beginning to bounce rapidly as thoughts of potential pranks quickly drowned out sad and depressing ones of the shattered school they had left behind. "Or dung bomb a full cabin and lock the door... what's the opposite of alohamora again?" He never remembered charms, probably because the professor was always feeding them candy and Jeremy only had so much attention to give. He rubbed his hands on his slacks, he hadn't bothered to put on his uniform in days, it wasn't like the faculty had time to take house points away for it. He stood up with a sudden urgency and his head hit the small lantern that swung on a brass chain from the low ceiling of the cabin. It swung faster now, casted strange rocking shadows on the papered walls of their cabin. Jeremy stared at it for a moment, cross with the inanimate object that had just attacked him before he held it steady and turned back toward Danny.

"It doesn't matter what we do..." He was on the verge of letting the bad thoughts return and willing to do anything to keep it from happening. It was unlike him to be emotional, unlike him to be serious, he felt like he was going to get a rash from it. Playing with the drawstrings the hung around the neck of his sweater he paced, only able to take a few steps in each direction, stepping on the toes of his best friend in the process.

"I gotta' get out of this box."

@Danny Willbond

"Edwards? Edwardsss," Danny called as he peeked into cabin after cabin aboard the Hogwarts Express. Finally! They were all out of Hogwarts, no longer confined to the mysterious dome any longer! And while the Hogwarts Express wasn't exactly freedom yet, just the fact that he was out of the dome made him that much happier. Besides they were leaving behind all the chaos right? It seemed like every year at Hogwarts there had to be some big epic battle and this year was no different. It was just wholly unexpected.

Danny had tasted a little bit of the battle, fiending off a giant spider on his way to get his sister Maisey. He would have loved to charge off into battle but now that Edmund wasn't with them anymore, he felt the weight of familial duty heavy upon his shoulders. He had battled the creatures that he needed to to get to his family and make sure they were all safe, but he hadn't taken unnecessary risks. Not when it was his job to protect them all.

That didn't stop him from telling everyone else that he had battled some epic battles though. Which is why he was looking for his best mate Jeremy. He had seen him board the train but after making sure Mark, Maisey, and Molly were all safely tucked into one of the cabins, Danny hadn't seen Jere since. Protector of his siblings? Sure he would take on that role everyday. But everything was calm now and he didn't feel the need to babysit. Besides, he was still too amped up -- from the battle or from the fact that they were free, Danny wasn't sure. He just couldn't sit still.

He flung open another cabin door, stopping short. "Oops! Didn't mean to burst in on you two. Carry on with the snog session," Danny said with a grin as he swung the door shut behind him. The next cabin, however, he was in luck. Apparently he and Jere were on the same brain wave though because as soon as he entered, Jeremy greeted him with the 'lets do something fun.'

"I'm all in, mate," Danny said with a nod. "We never got to do that bubble thing where we do a bajillion bubble charms. It would be fun to fill up a cabin and see which of the ickles can fight their way through the bubbles," Danny answered with his own crazy schemes. He saw an edge of something in Jeremy's eyes that wasn't quite familiar and Danny's urge to do something crazy ratcheted up a few notches, an urgency bubbling within him.

"I hear Penelope from Ravenclaw, you know the girl who'd be really fit if she didn't have that hook nose? Well I heard she snuck some of her dad's firewhiskey aboard." Danny waggled his brows. "We could probably convince her to share some with us if you want to that kind of distraction."

"The bubble thing!" He said with an amused look on his face, for the moment completely distracted and back to his usual self. "How could I forget about that!" It wasn't unlike him to get all hyped about something, possibly even into the planning and detail stage, and then completely forget about it. Perks of being a seventeen year old wizard with no adult plans he supposed. "Oughta buy them some snorkels first though yeah, drowning ickles isn't exactly on my to do list." He mocked the idea for a moment, blowing out his cheeks like he was underwater and swimming through the cabin, his arms fanning out around him in timed strokes.

The next words brought him back to the surface and he fondly remembered Penelope from Ravenclaw. She might of had a classic green witch type nose but damn if she didn't look good in a uniform skirt. "Shes got a great personality though," he jested, completely unaware of how hurtful his words could of been if over heard. He was a teenage boy, he was angry with the world and pretending he was above it and really frustrated with his own lack of romantic relations that his desperate attempts to fit in were as transparent as the fogged window behind him. "Could do that, but what if shes got a flock of ravens with her, you know how they get when they have strength in numbers." He recalled the numerous times he'd been humiliated by a group of girls, they were always stronger in packs. "I don't know if your ego could handle that kind of disappointment right now?" Starting to feel a bit more like his usual comedic self Jeremy teased Danny, expecting a comeback any second he smiled.

"Lets just go," he motioned toward the door of the cabin, ushering the other boy out into the narrow hall that lined the train from one end to the other. Looking up and down the long hallway he spoke once more, it was going to be a while before the train reached London after all and he was overconfident that his mum wouldn't be able to smell it on his breath. "A bit of firewhiskey sounds about right, you know what end she's at?"

"Gotta give them something to fight though, right? Gotta keep their action and fighting skills up, especially after this year," Danny said with a smile, slapping at Jere's arms when his 'fins' came too close to his head. Then with a brief moment of seriousness and thinking over everything had just happened at the school, the Gryffindor paused and then asked, "too soon?"

Then with another pause, he answered his own question. "No, nevermind," he said with a grin. It was never too soon to joke about anything. His family still made fun of him for being the first one to make a joke about Aunt Suzie dying at the funeral and how 'embarrassing' and 'not appropriate' it had been. Yeah, well, everyone still laughed, hadn't they? And it got them all on the jump of telling stories about Aunt Suzie and everyone ended up having a grand ole time. Thanks to him. So stick that.

"Meh," Danny scoffed at Jeremy's joke. Not that Danny had paid attention to that really. She did have some other pretty good.. endowments. Jeremy pointed out her little posse and his face fell a little. "Yeah, you're right. The last time they made jokes I didn't even understand," he said with a shake of his head. "That should be illegal or something."

But Jeremy and Danny were always kind of in sync. Danny was sure he could charm the ladies into sharing some firewhiskey.. or at least shake off the insults long enough to take a few swigs or snipe a bottle. Danny grinned as the plan was set and the Gryff swung open the door to their cabin as Jeremy near pushed him out in the hallway. "Ravenclaws always sit near the front, don't they? Just like in class. Think the front row will get them extra points or something like that."

Danny glanced down the long hallway, seeing a few students here and there, but mostly empty. Yeah, he was a seventh year but Danny was a little kid at heart and his next suggestion was only a bigger indication of that. "Race you to the front. Loser has to ask Penelope!" And with that, Danny shoved an elbow towards Jeremy's stomach and then started dashing down the hall, shouting for ickles to move out of his way lest they want to be ran over.

It was never too soon for a completely inappropriate comment in Jeremy's books, it was part of why he and Danny got on as well as they did: lack of propriety. It was pretty much the other requisite to be a part of their tree house club. Once he'd finished his swimming bit he grew restless once more and nodded along with the other Gryffindor. Girls always made jokes he didn't understand. More often then not he found himself retreating slowly like some how their giggling was like the ticking of a time bomb he didn't know about. "I'll petition the Ministry first thing." He replied swiftly to the idea of it being illegal, not that he disagreed.

Once they were out in the hall Jeremy's itch to do something impulsive and absurd only grew worse. It was like an addiction to being ridiculous and he couldn't curb the cravings for very long. "Good thinking." He replied with a mocking roll of his eyes. Jeremy wasn't ashamed of the fact that he was a lousy student and more than once he had thanked his good genes for making him tall enough to see over the smart kid's hunched shoulders during lessons. "Does make it easier to copy their notes if their up front though!" He said, even though the second half of his statement was cut short by a jab to the side and a challenge. "Oi!" He called out behind Danny after pushing himself off the wall he'd just been knocked into.

"Willbond you cheat!" And with that he was off, long legs carrying him down the hall and a wild smile back on his face. A few moments felt like the race of his life and before he knew it the end of the train was nearing, he'd completely forgotten that they were looking for Penelope and her pack of crows but none of that mattered. Red hair whipped at his face as he tried to look into cabins, still running and having caught up with Danny the seventh year could of never prepared for what was about to happen next.

The treat trolley emerging from the corridor between cars without notice.

Hearing Jeremy's affronted shout behind him only made him laugh harder as he tried to move his feet as fast as he could. A wild thought raced through his mind on his sprint and he wondered if he had his broom, if he could successfully navigate the corridor. Probably. Maybe. Or not. He'd probably end up with a broken bone and Danny did not like the skele-gro potion anymore than the next guy.

"Yeah but at least I'm not a loser!" he called back over his shoulder. For a brief second, he saw Jeremy's rush of red hair behind him, quick on his heels and it spurred him on to go a little bit faster. As he turned his head to face the front again, he didn't realize what was coming towards him.

The treat trolley. "Holy hell!" he shouted. In that split second, he tried to decide what he should do. He was coming in too quick and too close to stop himself. He could try to jump over the trolley, hoping his bum didn't scrape the top of the treats. He could try to shimmy around the cart but he didn't think there would be enough room. And with that, he ran out of time to decide completely. So he wound up doing all of the things combined. He tried to stop himself, his feet skidding on the smooth surface of the train floor, he smushed himself to the side of the hallway in an effort to go around the side, and he lifted his arms up as if he was about to dive over the cart.

Danny ended up just running into the thing, the trolley cart attendant exclaiming her detest and flapping her hands at him to shoo. He raised his arms to protect his head while shouting "sorry! sorry!" at her.

Running took his mind off of all the things he wanted to be rid of. It swallowed him whole and suddenly he wasn't sad any more but instead smiling wildly. A huge grin across his face and big bright eyes as his short hair flapped around in the wind he was creating. The distance from where the started and the end of the corridor wasn't far but it was just far enough that each boy was able to reach a considerable pace. A fast enough pace that stopping or altering course at a moments notice was simply just not possible.

In that moment, the brief seconds before he crashed into the treat trolley rather unceremoniously, Jeremy felt like the world slowed down. In his peripheral vision he could see Danny trying to avoid the collision but instead hitting the cart and being shooed away by the attendant. Danny had been winning the race, he'd gotten to the end of the hallway first but that didn't mean Jeremy wasn't running at full force. He didn't have enough time to react properly, even with the slowed tunnel vision and before he knew it he was smashing into the cart. Hollering loudly as his arms flew up over him, following by his head, torso, and finally legs and feet. He tumbled over the top of the cart, reaching desperately and trying to break his fall but instead pulling the cart down with him. His legs were up in the air, the weight of his body resting on his shoulders and neck as the chocolate frogs began to rain down on him. Pelted by torn boxes of Bertie Bott's Jere tried in vain to shield himself.

"Son of a witch!" He exclaimed between bouts of uncontrollable laughter as the candy continued to rain down on him. It was in his hair, on his clothes, and he was pretty sure a frog was hoping around in his shirt somewhere. At least he hoped it was a chocolate frog... but none of that mattered because Jeremy couldn't stop laughing. It was like months of suppressed emotions bubbled to the surface in a bout of hysteria. "A little help here?" He called out from underneath the metal cart and the candy mountain. Leave to wizards to pack entirely too many sweets on a trolley and then enchant it to hold even more. He could hear the doors of nearby cabins sliding open, attracted by the commotion but that bothered him none.

"Technically I got further down the hall way than you, so that means I win right?" He asked, starting to shimmy himself out from under the trolley with red cheeks and a smile.

The loud stomping of feet behind him didn't slow even as Danny was smushed against the wall of the hallway and he had an inkling of premonition that his big dufus friend was not going to be able to stop himself. It was only a few seconds later that Danny saw the red-haired blur of his friend go straight over the trolley cart, tipping the entire cart onto himself despite the attendant's outrage.

Candy tinkled to the floor in a marvelously messy display and Danny could only stare open-mouthed for a few seconds. "Didn't think that would happen," he said with a slow smile as he pushed up on his feet and slid his back up the wall to stand. The attendant was busy alternating her yelling at him and Jeremy and all Danny was trying to do was defuse the situation while also pulling Jeremy out from beneath the cart in an attempt to get the hell out of there. "We didn't mean to, we swear," he told the attendant as he grabbed at Jeremy's arm and helped him up.

He rolled his eyes at his friend, but didn't really have time for a response considering the attendant was still upset about her overturned candy cart. "It wasn't our fault, I promise. We thought there was a dementor behind us. Look! There!" Danny pointed his way down the corridor.

And then a second later, he was pulling on Jeremy's arm in the opposite direction, leaping over the cart and started to run again down the hallway, away from the mess and the angry attendant. "Oh! Chocolate frog!" he said happily as he bent down and snatched a runaway treat as it tried to hop away.

He could feel Danny pulling at his arm, attempting to get him out from under the magical candy mountain but he was wedged in there good. Finally after what felt like hours of being screeched at and swatted by the attendant Jeremy was extracted and jumped to his feet spiritedly. His elbow hurt and he had bits of candy in his hair but he was amused by the disaster in front of him. Candy was everywhere, the poor witch attending to the trolley was in a state of disarray, and he could see the nosy faces of students poking their heads out of the cabins all the way down the hall.

Smiling brightly he tucked one hand across his stomach and bowed low and graciously for all to see, acting as if he had meant to knock down the cart and he was proud of his accomplishment. "Thank you, thank you, we'll be here all week!" He exclaimed, shouting slightly over the hollering of the trolley woman before he heard Danny speaking to her and creating an opening for them to run away. For the last six years Danny and Jeremy had either been completely and freakishly on exactly the same page, able to anticipate what craziness the other was about to achieve, or they were totally off and make huge messes out of whatever they were attempting. In this moment Jeremy understood where Danny was going with his words and as soon as he heard 'Look! There!' he turned quickly and joined him in the fine art of running away.

"Grab it!" He chimed in as the other Gryffindor chased down a rogue frog and he roared with laughter. Plucking a piece of lemon candy from his hair he unwrapped it quickly and popped it into his mouth, face immediately scrunching up and contorting with as the hellish sour taste assaulted his senses. "Destroy the candy trolley--- Check!" Once he was able to speak again, the feeling of his tongue coming back online, he swiped a check mark in the air as he crossed off another hi-jinx from their long list of goals. He raised a hand toward his friend, waiting for the quintessential high five before speaking again.

"Weren't we going somewhere?"

"Got it!" Danny exclaimed as he bent over to scoop it up, anticipating it wanting to jump out of his hands and moving to counteract the jump. "Mwahaha! Can't get away from me now," he told the little frog just before he bit its head off and an explosion of chocolate-y goodness hit his tongue. He watched in amusement as Jeremy took a piece of candy out of his hair and popped it into his mouth. "Who knew all that hair was actually good for something?" Danny joked as he watched the redhead scrunch up his face from the sourness.

The Gryffindor laughed and shook his head, but brought his arm back and slapped his hand against Jeremy's in a perfectly clapped high five. "The Daring Duo are at it again," he said with a grin, making up the moniker for them. "We were?" he questioned a second later, his face going blank as he strived for an answer. Then he grinned and nodded a few seconds later. "Hook-nose Penelope. Firewhiskey. C'mon," Danny said as he started walking down the corridor again. "All you gotta do is flip those gorgeous red locks and I'm sure she'll share some of the goods," he said with a grin and a glance over his shoulder. He peeked here and there through the windows of the compartments before his face lit with recognition and he nodded toward Jeremy. "Here we go," he said just as he pushed the door open.

"Oh hey girls, there you are. Hope you saved us a seat," Danny said, by way of greeting. "There it is, appreciate you thinking of us," the Gryff said as he pointed to a sliver of a space between two Ravenclaw upperclassmen girls. He wiggled his way inbetween the two of them as he sat down, smiling contentedly even as they huffed and hurried to move over so he wasn't sitting on their laps. "Jeremy brought some candy for you all," Danny said graciously and then gave a look to Jeremy and then nodded toward the girls.

Jere liked the sound of the Daring Dou as it hung in the air, it sounded professional, like some bad ass circus troupe travelling the lands. Doing as they pleased, making people laugh, and meeting witches. He could see himself falling into some kind of vagabond lifestyle one day, seeing as Quidditch probably wasn't going to pay off. Seconds went by of Jeremy daydreaming about his circus life before he saw Danny grinning again and was reminded of the original plan. He pushed his index against the top of his nose, pushing it down to make his very best hook nose impression before moving fast to catch up with Danny. Jeremy thought he was pretty good at a lot of stuff worth being good at but knowing how to talk to girls he was seriously lacking talent in.

He deferred to Danny during most of these interactions and he faked it during the rest. He knew how to hang out, how to make jokes, he just had no idea how to take himself past that friend zone and get the pretty girls to look at him like more than just some class clown they definitely should not copy their homework off of, at least not unless they were trying to copy all the wrong answers. "Whatever you say Dannyboy..." He said as he followed him down the all and tipped his head in after Danny's. Sirens went off in his head but he ignored them. They were just females, he could handle this, he was a seventh year, he had to figure this stuff out already.

And then the door pushed open and the two of them bounced into the room. Danny took to creating himself a seat and doing a wonderful job of announcing their grand entrance and now it was Jeremy's turn to keep the festivities going. Candy. Yes he had brought the candy. "Think fast ladies," the words bubbled out as he began to spin slowly around, yanking candy from his mane of hair and tossing it down to them. Thankful none of it was sticky and out of his wrappers he thanked merlin for being able to dodge that bullet for once in his life. "Its special gourmet candies, these are not your run of the trolley candies." He continued before he popped himself a seat between two girls who gave him just the tiniest bit of an opening. "It has been aged to perfection right here," motioning around his scraggly red locks and smiling he nudged one of the girls in the shoulder before winking. "Only the best for you." And gave her an obnoxiously bad long stare meant to be romantic before turning back toward Danny.

"Seems we've forgotten the alcohol though.... candy this good has to be paired with just the right kind of whiskey...."

Danny grinned as Jeremy spun in a circle. It was like a parade, getting sprayed with candy and Danny plucked a piece out of the air and then rubbed his forehead when another piece hit him right between the eyes. "You can have those," he said offering them to the Ravenclaw girl on his left. She scrunched her nose and said 'no thank you' so the Gryff turned to the other Ravenclaw on his right. She was smiling at him and chose one of the candies he offered and Danny smiled as he placed an arm over her shoulder. He glanced at Jeremy and nodded at the girl, wiggling his brows like 'look, she liked it!'.

The seventh year stretched his long legs into the middle of the compartment as he glanced down at Penelope to see her reaction to Jeremy's mention of whiskey. She had her arms crossed in front of her and was giving them a deadpan look that wasn't a great sign for Danny. But he forged on anyway. "That's a great thought, Jeremy," Danny said, playing along. "I forgot to grab my bottle of firewhiskey when we were all whisked to the train. How about you girls?" He made a show of glancing around at everyone before glancing at Penelope. "Penny?" he asked. "How about you?"

She gave him another unamused look and flicked her bangs out of her eyes. "I'm not stupid, Danny. I know you came in here just because you thought we had some. But would we share with you two?" Danny let his mouth fall open in false-shock and put on an expression of insult. "Penny, please. We know we're your favorite Gryffindors." She just rolled her eyes at this, but he wasn't giving up so easily. "C'mon. You know you want to share with us. What do we have to do to prove to you that we're your favorites? We're always up for a little dare, aren't we Jere?" He offered with a glance at his friend. Doing something crazy was kind of in their wheelhouse and if that was what it took to get some firewhiskey, Danny was ready to get it done right now.

The girl sitting next to him didn't smile the way Danny's nice girl did and he found himself wanting to trade Ravenclaws, luckily he had enough smarts to know that that thought should remain a thought and never be spoken out loud. Regardless it felt like the space between him and a snaggletoothed hufflepuff on his other side was beginning to get smaller and smaller. He could feel the heat of her blocked breath on the nape of his neck and it was awkward but he wasn't going to be rude about it. Not as Danny was trying so hard to weasel some whiskey out of their new best friend. "Aw come on Pens, remember that time?" He said having no clue what one time he was referring to but girls had way better memories than boys and he was banking on the fact that he might of done something half way decent for her at some point during the last seven years. He was a pretty nice guy, clueless, but nice so the odds were in his favor.

Danny began to emphasize exactly how badly they wanted to get drunk on this forsaken train ride home and even went so far as to offer to complete a task first and when Danny looked his way Jeremy was already nodding in agreement. "We are at your mercy Pens, you name it," A strange sensation was creeping up Jeremy's back as he continued to speak, imploring the Ravenclaw to let them have some of the whiskey and when he realized that the feeling was homely Hufflepuff Mindi's fingers trailing sensually up his spine he shot up like a firecracker off the seat. "Doo Ittt~~" He continued, his voice getting higher pitched as he did from fright and awkwardness.

He took a few steps away even as she gave him a crooked stalker kind of smile and turned back toward Penny, "Seriously, what can we do." He begged now, getting on his knees and holding his hands above his head toward her.

"Yeah, Penny, remember that one time in class," Danny added, trying to jump off of Jeremy's idea of tit for tat. "I think it was Care of Magical Creatures." He should have just kept his mouth shut because Penny gave him a grin that didn't mean anything good and said, "we don't have Magical Creatures together." Danny threw a glance at Jeremy as if to cue him to rescue him from his own blunder, but no such luck. It seemed Penny was interested in the dare idea though. She had that look in her eyes that was normally scary to see in girls. But Danny had asked for it and honestly between him and Jeremy, there wasn't many dares they hadn't done over the years. He wondered how creative she could get.

His hazel eyes slid over to Jeremy as he jumped out of his seat and down to his knees in front of Penny. The Ravenclaw was sitting with her legs crossed and the worst kind of smile on her face. "Okay, a dare for some firewhiskey," she agreed. Then told them her dare and Danny couldn't move while the other girls in the compartment broke out into giggles.

"No," he said right away. "C'mon Penny. That's what you want us to do? There are kids everywhere!" He was leaning forward in his seat now, his hands together as if begging her. But Penny wasn't budging from her idea, a self-satisfied smile pasted on her face. He stood and shoved Jeremy to his feet as he gave in and started loosening his tie.

"Fine, fine," Danny said, finally agreeing. "We'll run up and back the corridor with nothing but our hats on. But, honestly, if you wanted to see our bare bums, you could've just asked." And then he slipped his sweater over his head, toeing off his shoes. "That bottle better be ready for us when we get back," he added as he began to unbuckle his pants. He dropped a wink to the Ravenclaw girl whose name he couldn't remember for the life of him, but who had seemed to like the affection he had dropped on her before. Some of the other girls weren't so eager though seeing as they had their hands over their eyes. He wasn't fooled though. He was sure they were peeking through their fingers.

Crisis diverted, for the moment, with snagglepuff Mindi in the corner seat Jeremy could finally put his full attention on ice cold Penny the firewhiskey keeper. And she was especially frosty today. The way she was grinning made his stomach turn, there wasn't many things he wouldn't do but everyone had that line and he had a feeling spiteful smart witches would know exactly where the line was. When the words fell from her mouth his jaw fell to the floor, luckily he was half way there already so it didn't have far to travel. And then a few seconds passed and a smile resurfaced, he shrugged and looked over at Danny giving him that 'down for whatever' look he often wore before turning back toward Penny. "Looks like you ladies are in for dinner and a show." He said as he shimmied out of his shirt and undershirt and the remaining candies that were stuck between the layers flung around the cabin a bit wildly.

He sensed that Danny was undressing as well but there was an unspoken rule that he wasn't to look in his general direction unless it was one hundred percent necessary. When they were running it wouldn't be awkward but as of right now it would still be weird so he kept his eyes locked on his side of the tiny cramped cabin full of giggling witches. And their giggles did not exactly do wonders for his ego. They said they could wear their hats so Jeremy popped his on his head before he shimmied out of his slacks and then turned back toward crazy pants Mindi and put on his flirting face. Which closely resembled his hungry face, but she didn't need to know that.

"Oh Miss Mindi..." He cooed before kneeling in front of her, his shirt off and dressed down to his boxer shorts. "Think I could borrow that black and yellow tie for a minute?" And the social inept chick nearly strangled herself trying to get it off her neck before handing it over to the Gryffindor. It was a strange situation, he was terrible with most girls but he was apparently a James Dean when it came to the weird ones. "Thank you so much." He said sweetly, still pouring it on thick before he tied it around his waist and let the fat end droop down his center, covering what was about to be uncovered as his boxers fell to the floor.

"You ready man?" He called out, still not facing the other naked boy in the cabin and waiting for the signal to begin running down the hall.