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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 16:38:22 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 16:38:22 GMT -8

Today, was shitty. That was saying something considering he had been elated for the last few. Rod was finally back on ~~with~~ him and the like, but this morning was a right bust the instant his feet hit the floor. Joram and bad day do not mix. Not to mention Rodolphus blew him off completely this morning and then he had to deal with classes, no fun. After a few hours of the hum drum and gung-hoe of lessons, Joram slipped away and skipped out for the rest of the day.

Keeping himself locked in his dorm not allowing a single soul to pass the threshold, he dripped the eight-ball on his trunk and started everything up right away. This, was only the beginning. Once the pixie-dust was up and clean from the surface of the very ornate purple box. Stumbling back a little he let the false bottom drop to the floor and the wood splintered. Grabbing the first bottle he uncapped it and let it the glass meet his lips. Tequila. Joram detested tequila. It made him angry and right now he wanted nothing more to be pissed off.

Time lapsed and three bottles lay empty on the floor of his dorm room. Why the fuck did he have to be like this? Why the fuck did he... you know what fuck it. Whiskey, he was cleaning out his stock slowly but surly it would grow once again and he would own the school like it was nothing. It would be nothing but a bug on the bottom of his boot. A laugh escaped his lips and the bottle of Jack crashed onto the floor, clinking away under Issac's bed.

"Fuck you Sterling." Flipping off the bed he threw an entire bottle at the four poster and it shattered. Too emotionally detached to even be aware of what he was doing. Joram slipped from the Hufflepuff dorm room. Dinner was beginning. It wasn't a feast, just a come as you please sort of night, nothing too serious in the slightest.

Struggling with the stairs he narrowed his eyes and gave into the temptation of vampiric apparation. There were rules against it in the school, and he knew better, but at this point Joram didn't give two shits about the rules. Stopping at the solid oak doors to the Great Hall he pushed them open and filed inside stumbling left and right before he found his seat next to Caitlin. Rubbing his nose and sniffing abruptly he reached for some bread before without realizing the blood was dripping from his lips into his lap.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 16:55:19 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 16:55:19 GMT -8

All Caitlin wanted after this long boring day was to sit down at the Hufflepuff table where everyone was welcome and have dinner with her friends. In Her crowd house hardly mattered so long as you could play nice with everyone. Caitlin Gallagher gave everyone at least one chance to make a good impression on her. If they didn't quite make it, then maybe in time Cait could warm up to him. The beauty of the petite Irish girl was that most people made it just fine. It was not hard for her to make friends in the slightest. And what she liked just as much as friends, was food. So the idea of coming to the hall and sitting around all that glorious, savory, food was like heaven on earth to her.

It never took long for Cait to get to food. It was like her stomach kicked in an her nose lead her right to it. When she sat down at the table and was one of the first of her friends to arrive, Cait was not surprised one little bit. But their tardiness was their loss. She was going to pile it on and shovel it away before anyone go there. The plate was almost full by the time she saw the less familiar face of her long time best friend Joram. Was there something off about him today? "Oi, thought I was gonna have to eat the table by me self!" The girl laughed just like every other day and began to pile things onto his plate for him. She'd already sampled what was good and knew just what he'd like.

That was when the droplet hit her arm. When she looked down there was a crimson blot mixing in with her freckles. Suddenly it was clear. He was drunker than she'd ever seen him. The smell of alcohol hadn't come to her at first because she was so used to it now that it hardly effected her. But this wasn't just from drinking. Caitlin Gallagher knew damn well what else the boy dealt in and had seen enough pro-quidditch players 'self-medicate' to know a coke bleed when she saw one. "Joram...." There was a sadness in the quiet way she said his name and looked accusingly at the Slytherin table.

"What the 'ell mate?? Are ya high!? What 'ave ya done ta yerself?!" She was trying to be as quiet as possible but her concern was taking precedence over her volume control. "This is too far an' ya know it. I thought ya said tha' sort o' stuff was only for very special clients...What's 'appened to ya?" With a rag she held her hand against Joram's nose and tried very hard to clean him up. Though he seemed far more filth ridden than she could have imagined.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 17:08:11 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 17:08:11 GMT -8

Turning to look at Caitlin with a half bitten off roll in his mouth his eyes were dilated, the vivid purple was so narrow around his pupils and he lifted his head a little wobbly. He was quiet and then his eye twitched as he looked around the room. There were so many people in the hall, but something in him snapped and he let his head jerk to the side. Uppers usually made one pleasant to be around and easy to talk to, but Joram bit... er snorted off more than he could handle.

Fingers twitching and paranoia starting settle in he jerked away from Caitlin as she tried to bring a rag to his face. "Get off me!" His fingers snapped open wide and a shiver was sent through his spine. This was the last straw, he didn't want to deal with the pain of the world anymore. It wasn't what the pain was, it was just the fact that Caitlin had everything he wanted. A stable, loving relationship, but instead he had nothing but a broken relationship with Rod.

Swallowing hard he stood up. "Just stop you little ditch digger." Pulling further away from he stumbled out of his seat and looked her over. Clearly not in the right of mind. Caitlin was his best friend, she topped Rodolphus in that department, but his actions were working faster than his mind. Looking around he couldn't help but back away from her. "Cazzo pezzo di merda ragazza irlandese." He spat letting the blood his the ground in a splat.

"Why don't ya' git yer nancy lil' boyo ta come an help ya out." He began to mock her accent, albeit horrifically and Jorrie let out laugh that echoed off the walls of the Great Hall. He hunched over in laughter and almost had to take knee because of how dizzy he had become.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 17:34:38 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 17:34:38 GMT -8

Dinner was an important meal to Eddie. It was a time to wind down, to refuel, to catch up with friends and family, and, most importantly, if he missed it, he'd feel like shit by morning. Having collected Benji from the common room after class, the two boys had headed down early to the dinning hall to get their meals. Benji had loaded his plate, but Eddie had waited to start his supper. He had wanted to eat with Cait today, and she wouldn't be long to a meal anyways. The two had gotten to talking about purposed song ideas, and frogs, and past adventures, and Eddie had gotten so involved in the conversation, that he had missed Cait's entrance. He noticed her a few minutes later though, once her voice started rising over the quiet hum of the dinners.

"Huh?" Eddie eyed the Hufflepuff table with concern. Cait was gushing over Joram; It seemed like something might be wrong with him. "I'll be right back..." Eddie told Benji, distracted by the scene, and got up from the bench, making his way down the table to where his girlfriend and his friend where sitting.

"Just stop you little ditch digger."

Woah! that didn't sound like the usual Joram. That just sounded mean. Eddie hurried his steps to try to get over there and squelch the situation. he couldn't tell what else the boy was saying from so far away, but it didn't sound good. There was a tone in his voice Eddie had never heard before. He sounded angry. It sounded like a fight! Eddie didn't like fighting, especially when friends fought. Friends knew the exact places to stab cruel words into.

"Why don't ya' git yer nancy lil' boyo ta come an help ya out."

"Guys?" Eddie asked, coming up behind Joram, "What's going on?" he noticed the fresh blood on Joram immediately, and this time, it was harder to play ignorant to what was probably a drug induced side effect. "Joram? What's wrong?"

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 18:01:16 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 18:01:16 GMT -8

Benji had been in the common room, reading of course, when Eddie came down and announced that he was going t dinner and fully expected Benji to go to. Not being one to argue, Benji returned his book to the shelf and the boys headed towards the great hall. Benji sat at the Ravenclaw table beside Eddie, plate full and ready to start his meal. Eddie said something about not wanting to start his meal with out his girl friend so Benji struck up a conversation while he ate to pass the time. As the boys talked about all sorts of things they totally missed Cait walking past them. It wasn't till Eddie rose from the table that Benji even realized Cait and Joram were sitting at the Hufflepuff table.

"I'll be right back..."

Benji turned to watch his mate leave the table, something must have been going on, because Eddie seemed really curious. Benji decided to watch from the table for a bit, he really didn't want to sick his nose into other peoples business. He managed to stifle his own curiosity until Joram's laugh rang through the hall.

Turning around to get a better look, from what Benji could see, Eddie had a concerned look plastered to his face and Joram was acting really weird. Benji rose to his feet and crept closer to the group. He wanted to be close enough to lend a hand if needed but not so close as to intrude. He noticed the blood on Joram and instinctively moved closer, Joram was tall and Cait and Eddie would most likely need help getting him to the hospital wing if he needed it. He wasn't terribly close friends with Joram but if the guy needed help, who was Benji to not lend a hand

"Everything okay guys," He said approaching the group.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 5, 2013 18:26:27 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2013 18:26:27 GMT -8

His reaction was totally out of left field. It had caught her so off guard that she recoiled quickly. Sure it was partly the drugs talking, but Caitlin knew damn well that drugs just made the truth come out. What was the matter with him? "Ditch di-...Are you fuckin' insane?" But that wasn't the half of it. Joram's words were unstoppable, rendering the girl speechless for a moment or two.

"What did you just call me?!?!?!" Caitlin was boiling now. Joram had let her in on the dirty Italian words ages ago. No apparently he thought those lessons were lost on her. "Seriously, Jor?? Piece o' shit what??" This was so un-Joram, Caitlin was feeling like she wasn't even talking to her best friend anymore. This was some other person she didn't know. When Eddie approached, Caitlin waved at him. "Don't bother Eddie. He obviously doesn't want any help." The girl was Englishing up her accent on purpose after he mocked her.

The girl shook her head. Never in all her life did she ever think that Joram would be the one to turn on her. And a sideways glance was telling her just exactly what it was that changed him. "I told you you'd change! I begged you not to become a cold heartless snake like them. You promised you'd never leave me. I don't even know who you are right now!!" It was nice to know that Benji and Eddie had her back and she felt herself side stepping toward the boys, but this was between her and Joram at that second and she couldn't understand what it was she had done.

"You are a mess! I... I can't even believe you would say something like that to me. About Eddie!! He's done nothing! Don't take it out on him just because you're jealous of what we 'ave." Maybe that was jumping the gun, and maybe that was a low blow. But he'd done worse in fewer words and Cait was passed the point of being hurt and breaching on the point of fighting back.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 14:57:00 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 14:57:00 GMT -8

Throwing his arms up he turned to look at Eddie. "Everything, every little fucking thing." Jealous didn't even come close to the proper explanation of what Joram Mortelle was feeling. He was hurt that Caitlin had a perfect life. She deserved it of course, but he was getting the short end of the stick. This whole morning had been a blur and was now lost upon him, but once Caitlin started yammering on about the Slytherin's he flipped up his defenses. Staggering back that hit home and he rushed up getting into the short Hufflepuff's face.

Rubbing his nose, Joram stared at her through violent purple eyes. "What did you say?!" His voice echoed off the surrounding walls and ceiling. The sound of silverware on plates stopped and it seemed everyone was watching. "They are the best thing that ever happened to me!" In a quick movement he motioned toward the Slytherin table, heartbeat racing and hate in his eyes. "I promised that I would never leave you, but what about me Caitlin? How the hell does it make me feel when you're off running around with your boyfriend, my bed has been cold for the past week. I miss you and now I lost you! So don't you EVER try to pin this on them!"

Pretending to act hurt was easy enough, but with his nose almost brushing hers he smiled. A low tone escaped his lips, normally he'd never have any problem with it and right now he was trying to come up with things to be mad about. "Why do you have to assume I'm jealous?! Why should I be jealous?!" Screaming at her now, Joram swayed to the side before regaining his balance. "You're dating a mudblood, there is NOTHING to be jealous about!" A roar came from the Slytherin table at that last sentence, but this was between him and Caitlin.

Joram was a whole mess of jealous. His world seemed to be collapsing around him again as Rod brushed him off this morning. Caitlin was happy with Eddie, and honestly he was happy they were together, now he was just finding reasons to be mad even though they were lies, for the most part. Eddie was his friend, but the words that came out of his mouth were really sharp.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 15:32:48 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 15:32:48 GMT -8

Eddie backed down when Cait told him to, but he didn't switch off. He knew this wasn't his fight, but he was so badly intertwined, it might as well have been. Joram was his friend, and Eddie wanted to make him feel better. But Cait was his girlfriend, and there was no way he was going to let Joram hurt her, emotionally, mentally, or physically. So he stepped back to let the two say what they needed to say, but he stayed wound and ready- for what, he wasn't sure. He wasn't even sure what he would be able to do if things got worse. Let's face it, he was kinda useless. Eddie's blue eyes flickered back and forth between the two of them like he was watching a tennis match. He crossed his arms over his chest as he thought about each word that was said. he also made sure that although he was to the side of the two, he was still near Cait and could get in between them if necessary.

"What did you say?!"

Joram rushed forward suddenly, getting too close to Cait for Eddie's comfort. "Joram!" Eddie warned, putting his hand on the boys shoulder. Now that he was close to his friend, he could smell the repugnant aroma of alcohol on his breath, and knew that he wasn't just dangerously high, but staggeringly drunk as well. He wondered on what? What drink made a guy this angry? Whatever it was, he reminded himself never to try it.

"Joram, you're drunk." Eddie said in a firm, serious voice that in all differed from his regular tone beside the kindness he kept in it, "You don't know what you're saying, ok? Let's just stop making a scene and get you back up to your ro-"

"Why do you have to assume I'm jealous?! Why should I be jealous?!" Joram was yelling words now, and the whole school was listening, "You're dating a mudblood, there is NOTHING to be jealous about!"

Eddie froze with his hand on Joram's shoulder. All kindness and sympathy was wiped from his face. All sparkle in his normally bright eyes vanished and was placed with a glassy pain. Noise erupted from the Slytherin table, but Eddie barely heard it. It was all white noise to him now. All he heard was the betrayal of one of his closest friends. This was Arizona Academy all over again. Eddie had shared his blood status with Joram with the promise of confidentiality.His family's history was nobody's business... and now, the whole school new. Joram had just opened the flood gates on Eddie's life to the rushing flow of inevitable ostracism, nepotism and a whole lot of good old fashioned racism. And worst of all, he did it with a word no friend should ever use.

"Oh..." Eddie said quietly, taking his hand from Joram's shoulder and looking down at the floor. He nodded sadly, "I didn't know you were one of those..." He tried to smile, but it just wasn't working for him ,and the look came across as pathetic. "I'm sorry... I guess I'll stop bothering you then...

"Cait?" Eddie asked the girl quietly, holding out his hand to her, "Come on... let's go. Let him wallow in his self pity. There's nothing we can do for him right now. Not while he's like this."

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 18:00:14 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 18:00:14 GMT -8

Benji saw Eddie tense as Joram got up and into Cait's face. He took a step forward as Eddie placed his hand on Jor's shoulder, ready to pull the two apart if anything happened. Benji would at a great disadvantage if anything were to break out. Joram was a good foot taller than him and Eddie wasn't short to say the least either. Benji only stood at 5'4", how he would be able to break up a fight he didn't know, but if Eddie or Cait were in danger, Benji was ready to react.

He stood close to Cait, ready to push her out of the way if the two boys started to go at it. Benji could see in Eddie's eyes that he was not playing around. Then Joram said it. He uttered the word that Benji hated most in the entire world... mudblood. Benji was shocked, as far as he knew, Eddie and Joram were friends, why would Joram just out him like that?

The Slytherin table burst out in laughter, and Benji just about lost it. "OI! SHUT UP YOU LOT!" Benji was furious, "GO BACK TO YOUR BORING, PETTI, PUREBLOOD, LIVES". Make no mistake, Benji had nothing against purebloods, heck, he was a pureblood, but he most unquestionably had something against pureblood elitists, they reminded him of his dad. The student's at the other table had no right to laugh at Eddie, as far as Benji was concerned blood had nothing to do with ability.

As Eddie removed his hand from Joram's shoulder Benji could see the hurt in his eyes. Taking a few steps forward, Benji maneuvered himself beside Eddie. "Ignore him mate," he put a hand on Eddie's arm, "Blood doesn't mean anything, it's just red stuff, you hear me, it doesn't define who you are."

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 19:07:08 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 19:07:08 GMT -8

The idea of being nose to nose with Joram was in it's own rite sort of comical. The boy was almost a foot taller than she was. The most frightening part, was that Caitlin had an unbelievable ability to seem a bit bigger than she actually was. Granted she was on her toes to confront him. "Are you fuckin' me!? This isn't funny anymore!" Of course the back up she got from the boys was rather nice and she appreciated it greatly, Caitlin was realizing that while Eddie had height on his side, she was the only one who might be able to throw a proper punch. What was the matter with her? Joram had messed her head up so bad she wanted to actually harm him.

"MUD WHAT?!" That was it. The word spilled from his lips with ease, Caitlin could hardly believe it was real. Her hands connected with his chest as she forcefully shoved him away. "Fuck you. Fuck the fuck off! I can't believe you!!" She shoved him again, getting right into his face. "Yer such a sad excuse for a friend! Ya've fucked yerself right up!"

She was raging mad. More pissed than she'd ever been in her life. From anyone else it would have just rolled off her back but Joram meant more to her. He was practically family. "Yer bed's gonna be cold fer a lot longer wit' this bullshit! Ya are jealous! Ya got nothin! I wasn't leavin', you bastard! I wouldn't go any where fer tha world! We were all mates! How fucking Dare you!!!!!" With a third shove Caitlin let out a guttural scream as the tears started to roll from her eyes. "Yer such a stuck up prick! Go on an' run off ta yer prick boyfriend. No wonder they call 'im Rod!!!!" The hurt she was feeling was beyond anything she could explain. It planted itself in her stomach, like a god awful watermelon seed. Now there was a hateful plant growing inside her. Pushed too far, it was going to explode. She was going to blow up.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 19:39:14 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 19:39:14 GMT -8

He didn't care anymore, the two people he had spent time with lately didn't matter, but the only thing that mattered right now was him being right. Usually he wouldn't act out, he would just tell them that he was feeling out of it, but this morning everything turned into a shit storm. Everything was just down hill, Rod was in a sour mood and it set him off, classes were a load of shit, and well, the bottle of tequila that lay on the floor sparked a lot of it.

Hands connected with his shoulders and he took a step back. Caitlin was up in his face again and her hands connected pushing him back. Joram just let her push him back and scream at him until the thrid push came and it was followed with words he trusted only her with. She was one of the few that had any idea about him and Rodolphus, about how much he actually cared about Rod and what he would do to make sure nothing hurt him.

"FIGLIA DI TROIA!" His hands were shaking at this point and it took all he had to not hit her, but instead he pushed her back harder than he wanted to, a lot harder than he anticipated. Tears filled his eyes, there was no point denying it and now the entire school knew what it was he was up to. How could he stand another few weeks without Rodolphus? He couldn't, he would be a wreck more so than he was now and that was just the pot-hole in the middle of a sink-hole. "I fucking trusted you! I told you that in confidence and now the entire school! I don't fucking want you in my bed, I don't want you to even speak to me. You know what don't even look at me." Fuming now, and trying to hold back from laying into her, Joram would never hit a girl in his sober state and the fact that he only pushed her was evidence enough that he was fighting himself internally to not physically damage her.

"You're a god damn Pot Licker, I fucking hate you." His words were sharp and jagged as he watched her. "Why don't you crawl back to your hole and help with the family income. God knows you need it with those piss ass rags you're wearing. I don't even know why I became your friend. You're just like everyone else."

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 20:21:31 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 20:21:31 GMT -8

Immediately she felt terrible for having said it. Sure he deserved it. Boyfriend blow for boyfriend blow. But Caitlin couldn't stop them from vomiting out of her mouth. Sure she'd feel really horrible later about it, but at this point she was too far pissed to give any sort of care in the world. And then he shoved her. The small girl's frame collided with Benji standing behind her and the two of them clattered to the floor like lawn chairs snapping shut. The boy broke her fall luckily and she sort of felt bad that he was now involved.

The Irish girl was incredibly resilient however, and was already trying to sit up as he started running his mouth again. Then the boy hit her in the worst way possible. Fists she could handle. The scrappy little girl was no stranger to people trying to fight her. Caitlin was the Tutshill Tornadoes' biggest fan. There were loads of times other mouthy Irish girls that liked to brawl over the sport. Cait, though not typically a violent girl, had definitely taken a few shots before. But this was her family. The words cut her worse than a pop to the face ever could. Sure, she knew where to hit him, but the downside was that he knew just where to strike back. "The fuck did you say 'bout me family!?"

Quickly she popped back up from the floor, leaving Benji behind, and jumped on Joram, sending them both back to the floor. "Ya Black Dago!! Fucking goomba!!" Her arm drew back quickly and in seconds it had connected with his face. A loud cracking could be heard as she recoiled quickly, pain ricocheting through her arm. Clearly the damage done was worse to her than to him. The girl shrieked and fell off him. "Fucking grape stomper broke me hand!!" Caitlin was laying flat on her back now clutching the aching hand to her body. There were gigantic tears rolling down the side of her face. "Bloody fuck! What the 'ell are you! Yer a freak!" She was sobbing and trying hard to cover her face with her other arm.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 21:02:10 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 21:02:10 GMT -8

Eddie was tight lipped as he turned to Benji and nodded. "yeah, sure man." he was grateful to the boy for trying to cheer him up, but it just wasn't going to work. It was more than just blood, and it was more than just race. It was his heritage, his family; It was Eddie as a person that was being insulted, not his blood. When people used that word, they attacked his whole life. They basically exclaimed that he was a waste, a good for nothing, something dirty. It had never really meant anything to him before- water off a ducks back- But Joram? He thought the boy was cooler than that. It broke part of Eddie's spirit thinking about it.

The boy was quickly broken out of his self loathing with a quick push of both his friends. Watching both Cait and Benji fall to the ground sparked the fire in Eddie's engine that he needed to bring him back to earth.

"Don't you touch her!" Eddie raised his voice, getting in between his friends and giving Joram a solid push. "You leave them alone!" he demanded, getting as close to Joram as the boy had been to Cait. Eddie had little concerns for himself, choosing to ignore and laugh off most wrong doings. But if someone messed with his friends, he became a whole different monster, one with a lot more spine. "Go away Joram!" He spoke loudly over Joram as the groups argument got heated, "Stop making a fool of yourself!"

As quickly as she was knocked down, Caitlin was back on her feet. She shoved her way under Eddie's arm and jumped Joram, screaming all types of profanities. Eddie's shock halted him for a moment. He hadn't expected Cait to be so physical! He reached between the clamor and tried to pull the two off each other. It didn't really work. The two of them kept yelling, till there was a sudden screech from Cait the quieted the room again. "Fucking grape stomper broke me hand!!"

"What?!" Eddie got his arms around Cait at this point and was able to pull her off of Joram and drag her to the ground near the Hufflpuff tables. "He didn't touch you!" He wrapped his arms over the girl and inspected her hand tenderly. She was right. There was definitely something off putting by the way some of her bones were jutting under the skin. "How th-!?"

"Bloody fuck! What the 'ell are you! Yer a freak!"

"Caitlin! Stop it! Just stop!" Eddie said firmly, wiping at her tears, "Enough of the cursing, enough of the insults! Both of you!" He turned his eyes to Joram for a moment, and all that passed over his face was contempt. What the hell had he done to Cait? He put his arms under Cait's elbows and helped her slowly to her feet. "I'm going to get you to the hospital wing, Okay?" He said softly, turning them away from Joram. He didn't want to talk to the boy. He had nothing to say to him. He was an asshole of a drunk, and any words would just be lost on him.

"Benji? Get Cait's things, right?" Eddie asked his best mate gently, putting his hands on Caitlin's shoulders and guiding her towards the door.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 21:34:07 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 21:34:07 GMT -8

Before he realized what was happening, Benji was knocked to the ground with Cait on top of him. He landed mainly on his back with his elbows under him. His head bounced back off the floor but it really didn't hurt that much. He could feel Cait starting to get up again and she did not sound at all happy. Slightly disoriented he tried to grab hold of the girl but she was way too fast. Slipping through his grasp and passed Eddie Cait was on top of Jorman faster than a seeker after a snitch. Cait continued to yell at Joram until the room was silenced by a deafening cry.

"Fucking grape stomper broke me hand!!"

Benji jumped to his feet as Eddie rushed to pull a now crying Cait off of Joram. Kneeling beside his friends he looked at Cait hand as Eddie examined it. The bones were nowhere near where they were supposed to be and Benji felt a little ill looking at it. Eddie was doing his best to keep Cait calm, and Benji turned his attention to Joram. How had Cait managed to break her hand from punching the guy in the face? Benji turned around as Eddie commenced lifting Cait off the ground. Lending a hand for support Benji ensured that Eddie and Cait were okay before letting Eddie lead her away.

"Benji? Get Cait's things, right?"

Benji nodded to his friend and quickly gathered all of Cait things, returning to the table he then grabbed a couple of rolls and a pudding for Eddie and Cait before heading for the hospital wing. He knew that Eddie hadn't eaten, and although he probably didn't want to at the moment Benji figured that both Eddie and Cait would get hungry at some point.

With one final glance back at Joram Benji left the great hall.

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``Be Longing Always || OPEN Apr 6, 2013 22:20:24 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2013 22:20:24 GMT -8

He had had enough of the bickering and the punch came quickly. Her slurs were ten times more hurtful than his own, but his words were sharper. Head jerking to the side as the flat surfaced of his fingers met his jaw, and she recoiled in pain. 'Black Dago...' That hit his heart home, but everyone was fawning over poor little Caitlin, Joram hadn't laid a single finger on her with the intention of pain, but she... she did. This only fueled the fire more, he saw from over his should Rabastan stand up from the table and Rodolphus wasn't in sight. What the hell should he do?

Even Eddie had tried to push him away before Caitlin could land a solid hook. "Fine, I'll go away." He meant it. Rabastan's hand was on his shoulder before he could go after Caitlin and he looked over at the black haired boy.

"That's enough Joram." His voice was demanding and Jor looked at his hands and the color of his skin compared to Rabastan's. He was much more tan than he was and again that racial slur ran through his head. It was bad enough to make him want to kill the girl. He's never been called that, but his father had been and for once in his life. Joram Mortelle got defensive about his heritage. "Grab your things from your room and crash on our couch for a while. It's best you two don't talk for some time."

The Slytherin's voice was cool and smooth, easy to listen to and very easy to fall asleep too. He knew. Rabastan now knew that he and his older brother were screwing around, that they were something. Caitlin went and ruined that for everyone. Keeping his head down Joram left the Great Hall shortly after Cait, Eddie and Benji. Little did he know there was going to be a sea of apologies that would have to happen, but right now the fire was still hot.