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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 14, 2012 11:27:00 GMT -8

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Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Dec 14, 2012 11:27:00 GMT -8

”Bryant, did you grab the-”

[/b] Raven was rummaging through her luggage case, looking for something. It was a rushed sort of looking, as if what she searched for was vastly important, ”Did you grab the toothpaste out of the lavatory at the loft?”[/b] She asked, rummaging her hand deeper into the back. She felt nothing but her clothes and the periodic scraping of her hand against her high heeled shoes. Her fingertips brushed against the bottom of her luggage case and she frowned deeply. How could he have forgotten something as simple as toothpaste? She knew better than to trust Bryant to pack the luggage. After two years of couple-ship, it was just something that she knew better about. Just the same, she had decided to give him the benefit of the doubt...and look what it had gotten her. Bryant was a sweetheart when he wanted to be - an annoying sweetheart with a knack for forgetting the most important of things and remembering other things that were of no consequence to her...

In a huff, she sat down on the bed and ran her fingers through her red hair, trying to figure out what she was going to do. There was no way that she was going to go for the next six or more months without her bloody toothpaste. She was going to have to run to Hogsmeade or maybe even back to London to pick some up...which meant that Bryant would have to go a day without company around the castle.

Raven and her boyfriend Bryant Xavier were at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the 7 year anniversary of the Wizard’s Cup. Bryant was supposed to serve as a mentor and leader of the Cup of sorts - considering that he had been the winner seven years ago, and Raven...being the loyal girlfriend that she was supposed to be, had been drug along with him. Sure, she had enjoyed her schooling years at Hogwarts, but she had no desire to repeat them. In fact, she thought herself on to bigger and better things that were well-past the annoyances that were teenaged children.

Slowly she stood up and crossed to the other room of their small accommodations for the next couple of months. It was a living room of sorts with a fireplace, a sofa, and a table and chairs. Nothing to write home about, that was for sure. She missed their loft in London already. With the cushioned arm-chairs and chandeliers. ‘God it’s good to have a boyfriend that spoils you rotten,’ Raven thought to herself as she continued to look around the room. She definitely wasn’t impressed. Her eyes finally flitted to Bryant unpacking all his work stuff and leaned against the door frame, ”I can’t believe you brought all of that. Please tell me you’re not going to be an absolute bore this entire trip.”[/b] She said, raising both of her eye-brows in his direction, ”First the toothpaste and next you’ll tell me that you don’t even have time to pay attention to me.”[/b]
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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 14, 2012 13:30:38 GMT -8

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Bryant dropped his head as soon as Raven said the word toothpaste, he could still see it in his head sitting on the back of the sink just waiting for him to pack it. “Uh… I think I forgot it on the sink. I’m sure the bathroom came with some, it might not be your usual; but it’ll still work, babe.” Bryant called out to her as he continued to unpack his notebooks, he’d taken extensive notes during his experience in the Wizard’s Cup; he documented everything from his infirmary visits to his late night study sessions with Professor Vector and Professor Regency. All of this thinking made Bryant smile; it had been such an amazing experience to just participate in the Wizard’s Cup, he wasn’t sure as to whether or not the fact that he had actually WON the Wizard’s Cup. Bryant pulled out two picture frames, a large one with a picture of him and Raven at the Minister’s birthday party last year, Raven was kissing him on the cheek as he toasted to the photographer. He pulled out the second one, it was a much smaller frame, no bigger than a 5x7; it had been taken at the Cup Presentation the year he’d won the Wizard’s Cup, he was standing in the middle of the stage surrounded by his professors and his closest friend Poppy Pomfrey who had been by his side throughout the tournament.

Bryant snapped out of his reminiscing as Raven complained about how much he’d brought to Hogwarts, when in all honesty Bryant was thinking about all of the stuff he hadn’t brought but still thought he’d need. “I’ll have time for you love, but we aren’t here on vacation; Part of my responsibilities include coming back and running the tournament this year. I have to be a mentor to this year’s participants while making sure that the challenges is up to par, being challenging yet safe at the same time. I actually might need to make a trip back to the loft to pick up a couple of other items. I think I forgot my Dragon handling gloves.” Bryant riffled through his bag and mentally noted two other items that he needed to pick up as well.

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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 14, 2012 19:29:00 GMT -8

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Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Dec 14, 2012 19:29:00 GMT -8

Raven rolled her eyes when he admitted that he had forgotten it. She wasn’t surprised in all honesty. Bryant was about as forgetful as a five year old with ADD. He said something about it not being her usual and she flipped some of her red hair behind her shoulder, ”Well of course it’s not going to be my usual-”

[/b] She breathed, watching him as he unpacked the two picture frames. She hated that photograph of her. That was the night that she had been impossibly high at the Minister’s birthday party. It had all but been a disaster. Right after the picture had been taken, she had started throwing a fit about the state of her relationship with Bryant....Luckily things had calmed down significantly after that, but the photograph seemed to bring it up fresh. The other photograph was the one that was on their dresser. Bryant’s most prized possession it seemed sometimes; he rarely went anywhere without it and it was almost as if he was trying to remind himself that the entire thing was real...or at least, that was the way that it looked to Raven. Biting down on her lip, she crossed to the small table in the middle of the room where there sat a gift basket of sorts, ”Honestly, Bry,”[/b] She said as she picked up the bottle of wine that had been left for them, ”If the toothpaste is anything like this gift basket, it’ll all be sh.it.”[/b] She pushed the bottle back into the basket and turned away from the disgusting sight.

She pouted when he said that this wasn’t vacation. That was all that she had been asking him for for the past three months was for the pair of them to take a vacation and not have to worry about work or anything. But Bryant had been so stubborn, continually saying that he couldn’t because he was busy at work. Raven was tempted to roll her eyes, but managed to keep herself in check because of the close proximity that she held to her boyfriend. She didn’t want him to see how annoyed she was with him, ”You’d better have time for me. You know how lonely I get.”[/b] She mumbled as she moved forward to where he was standing and sat down on the table next to his luggage. Her fingertips played with the latch that was on the right side of his back, flipping it back and forth as she watched him rummage through his luggage.

Raven listen as he explained what he was going to have to do over the next couple of months. Of course, she hadn’t been expecting this whole thing to be a cake walk for the pair of them, but she had expected that they would be treated like royalty...and so far, that wasn’t happening, ”And what does Poppy have to say about all this?”[/b] She asked, pulling the smaller frame from his hand and observing the photo. The pair of them looked sweet as they stood there staring at the camera. In fact, Raven had never seen Bryant looking so...young. She looked up at him now, with his furrowed brow as he searched through his bag frantically and realized just how much he had aged over the years.

”They’re in the front pocket.”[/b] She said matter-of-factly as she nodded toward where she meant, ”You left them on the kitchen table last week and I thought that you might have needed them.”[/b] Truth be told, Bryant had left them on the kitchen table and Raven had been so angry that she had hidden them so that he would get angry. Her plan had back-fired considering that he was just now realizing that he didn’t know where they were.
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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 15, 2012 19:02:27 GMT -8

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Bryant sighed almost silently to himself as he listened to Raven's rant about toothpaste. It was toothpaste for crying out loud, it's not like it was suppose to taste good in the first place. As she riffled through the gift basket that Dumbledore had been so gracious enough to send for them and she was complaining about every little thing in the basket. Bryant truly did love Raven but sometimes her obsession with the finer things in life was rather annoying. Sure, Bryant was able to give her that lifestyle, he had new galleons than he could spend in three lifetimes; well, three of his lifetimes, he might not have enough for one of Raven's lifetimes. Bryant knew that Raven hadn't had much growing up, even less than Bryant had had, so it didn't seem that strange for her to want the best. "I'm sorry love, do you want me to send a house elf to the loft to collect our toothpaste for you? I'm sure Betsy or Sydney would be more than happy to go for me." The two house elves had been overjoyed to see Bryant return to the castle and had all but begged to carry their bags to the room. He made a mental note to ask Sydney to run to their loft and pick up the toothpaste and he'd also have her stop by Wizard Wanda's World Winery and pick up a couple bottles of her favorite wine.

Bryant turned and looked at the gift basket and smiled as he looked at the wine, Raven was right, it was sh.it but it was Bryant's favorite an Dumbledore had known it, of course. "that's actually a really great wine. It's a fabulous merlot, you might like it actually; it's got a very similar bouquet to Wanda's Crimson Rose.

Bryant stood up and crossed the room quickly, scooping up Raven in his arms and spinning her in a wide circle as her hair cascaded around his face, blocking out the rest of the world and basking the two of them in a sea of bright red. "I'll always have time for you. I'm sorry I'm so wrapped up in this, it's just a major responsibility." Bryant knew he'd need to find time for Raven, or she would make this experience absolutely miserable for him. "Perhaps after the cup, we could take that vacation you've been wanting? How about Hawaii? I've heard it's beautiful?" Bryant hoped that Hawaii would be enough for Raven, but he ha a strange feeling she wouldn't tolerate that, she'd want something bigger or more spectacular.

Bryant turned and gave Raven a strange look. Sure, he'd talked about poppy to Raven, but Raven knew that Bryant hadn't seen or even talked to Poppy since they graduated Hogwarts Seven years ago. "I don't know; I haven't spoken to her in seven years. You know that." Bryant thought longingly about Poppy, how he longed for their late night talks, their joking and laughing. She had been the one person that no matter what was able to cheer Bryant up; she could get him to laugh without fail. "but I'm sure she'd hate it. She found the cup to be barbaric and inhumane; she hated every single event while I was in it." Poppy had waited in the staging area with a mass variety of potions and other remedies for any possible thing that could be wrong with Bryant. He'd appreciated it more than he ever got the chance to tell her.

Bryant reached into the front pocket of his jacket and pulled out the dragon handling gloves and placed them on his desk with a smile, "thank you love, what would I do without you?"

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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 17, 2012 23:11:18 GMT -8

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Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Dec 17, 2012 23:11:18 GMT -8

Raven was not amused, it was obvious from the look on her face. In fact, she rather looked like she wanted to just collapse on the bed and faint from the atrocities that were in the gift-basket as if she was some 1950’s movie star with a huge ego. In all honesty, that was exactly what she reminded herself of, ”Yes, Bryant. Send Sydney.”

[/b] She said, her tone one of complete and utter exasperation. She was still in shock that he had forgotten it in the first place. There were certain things that just did not fly with Miss. Monroe and this was one of them, ”Betsy is too daft to remember anything-”[/b] She yawned slightly, putting her hand over her mouth as she did so. She didn’t really recall which of the house-elves that she liked better, but she knew that both of them had been practically fawning over Bryant since they got there, so she supposed that they would do a good job either way, ”While they’re out do you think that they could grab my Quick-Quotes-Quill? I didn’t see it in my luggage.”[/b] With her final statement, Raven stretched her arms slightly and then circled around the table in disgust, still trying to get away from the awful wine and mediocrity of the whole thing.

She pouted slightly, ”You know how much I hate merlot. And Wanda’s Crimson Rose.”[/b] He was always trying her to branch out and try new wines and new bouquets, but she was dead set against it, especially since she knew that this wine didn’t cost any more than a standard pewter sized cauldron. It was pathetic really what passed for good wine these days, ”Have your darling little house elves pick up the bottle of Tavel Rosé from the loft, won’t you? I’m sure they won’t mind.”[/b] She wasn’t going to spend her time drinking something that she so fully loathed.

Surprise seemed to fill her senses as Bryant was suddenly around her, spinning her in circles and then stopping her abruptly. She couldn’t help but laugh slightly at her boyfriend’s silliness, ”Of course it’s a major responsibility,”[/b] She sighed, her agitation still apparent in her voice. She couldn’t help it; even when Bry had to work, he always seemed to have time to bring her flowers or chocolates and pamper her like a princess. She figured the next couple of months were going to be absolute hell in terms of that...He mentioned something about Hawaii and she immediately felt her face fall. She had been expecting this vacation for ages and the best that Bryant could come up with was bloody Hawaii? ”Really darling? I was hoping that we could rent out Badrutt's Palace in St. Moritz. I’ve heard it’s beautiful this time of year. Snow on the ground. Moonlight skiing...Seclusion.”[/b] She said the last part slightly lower than the rest, trying not to draw attention to it. Raven dearly loved Switzerland. It had always been one of her favorite getaways and Badrutt’s Palace - although obscenely expensive - was said to be one of the most beautiful escapes from everyday life.

Raven folded her arms over her chest as if she was pouting. She had honestly always hated every time that Bryant had brought Poppy up; the girl was dead weight in their relationship, something that she would eventually have to purge him of, ”Just curious.”[/b] She shrugged, her lips pursed tightly, ”The cup is barbaric and inhumane.”[/b] Raven agreed as she smiled devilishly in Bry’s direction. She bit down on her lip slight, ”That’s what makes it so much fun.”[/b] A few years younger than Bryant, Raven had experienced the Cup from a bystander’s point of view, but she had been entranced by the very essence of the trials. They were often bloody and vicious and just the way that she liked them.

Rave rolled her eyes, hardly in the mood for his flattery, ”Probably die. Or forget to breathe.”[/b] She said dully as she pushed herself off of the table and walked toward Bryant, ”I’m bored.”[/b] She growled as she got closer, her mind wandering in a million different directions. Being cooped up in the room all day had done nothing for her...[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]

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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 19, 2012 14:27:38 GMT -8

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Bryant turned and look at Raven, completely confused by her tone of frustration; had he done something wrong? Bryant shrugged his shoulders with complete confusion, giving up on trying to figure out why Raven was upset. "Ok, Sydney it is then." He replied cheerfully, knowing that it would make Sydney's day to run an errand for him. Bryant was a people, er well… creature,pleaser; he liked making other people/things happy, and when he knew he could do something to make that person happy he was completely willing to do that for them. Perhaps that was why he understood the house elves, their mindset made sense to him because he was like-minded. "I'm sure they would be flattered to do that for you, dear. After all, the house elves live to serve; they find their joy in providing others with joy. It's a shame they have such an awful name in the wizarding community, I've actually been trying to help repair their reputation. Most wizards still think of them as slaves instead of servants; their quite akin to the muggle profession of being a butler." Bryant started to rant on about work but caught himself before he upset Raven, she hated it when he spoke about work.

Seclusion[i/]. Both of Bryant's eyebrows both perked up at the word as he looked over at her, "Why yes… if that's what you want is to rent out Badrutt Palace then we can do that, my love. You should know by now that I would do anything for you." Bryant smiled over at Raven wickedly, hoping that his mind was on the same path that her mind was. If it was, then a month in Badrutt's palace wouldn't be nearly long enough for Bryant. He could have a lifetime with Raven in bed and still not grow tired of her, she was an enigma when it came to the bedroom; and she had Bryant completely under her spell.

Bryant weaved his arms inside of Raven's dislodging them from her chest as he took her hands, and begin to spin her like a ballroom dancing partner, "The Cup is not barbaric; it's more of a logical conquest than an actual display of brute force. I wasn't the strongest Champion by any means… I just out thought everyone else." Bryant gave a proud smirk to Raven, he hadn't particulary meant to win the Cup, but he was still extremely proud of the accomplishment. Brynat knew that it was a feat that very few people could claim they'd accomplished, less than five hundred other wizards in the entire history of Hogwarts could claim that they'd won the cup, but Bryant could. So despite his intial reservations, he was still extremely proud of himself for accomplishing the feat.

Bryant grinned wickedly, "Bored, princess?" Bryant shook his head slowly making a tutting noise, "We most certainly cannot have that." Bryant closed the distance between the two of them, sliding his hands around her waist. He leaned in and planted a feather-soft kiss on her lips and pulled away slowly, "Perhaps we should play a game, my love?"

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Wizard's Cup Repeat Offender [BRYANT] Dec 19, 2012 22:39:46 GMT -8

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Post by RAVEN LENNOX MONROE on Dec 19, 2012 22:39:46 GMT -8

Raven realized a little too late that House Elf rights was one of Bryan’t platforms. She would have to remember to watch what she said about the abominations. She thought that they were ridiculously unintelligent and probably unfit to even live on the same planet as the Pureblood wizards that she normally frequented around with. Just the same, she bit down on her lip, trying to act as if she was sorry for what she had said, ”Apologies, dear. You just know how frustrated I get. I know what a huge part of your job it is...promoting the rights of the...”

[/b] She paused, searching for the right word to describe what it was she thought that her boyfriend actually did for a living, ”The less fortunate. Such a good Samaritan.”[/b] She managed not to roll her eyes when he started talking about how it was such a huge part of what he was fighting for. He always seemed to find the perfect way to bore her half to death with everything that he said...

She could immediately see the interest in his eyes when she mentioned that they would be alone with each other during the duration of their stay in Switzerland. She knew that was all it was going to take to get him agree. Just the very thought of spending all day in a room with her with nothing to do but look each other over as enough for Bryant. And Raven could manage as well, as long as she got time to go off skiing by herself. She dearly loved the slopes; it was something that she had always done as a child, ”Badrutt Palace it is. I’ll send an owl to Francis at the Ministry and request your time off.”[/b] She breathed, her excitement starting to get the better of her...now if only this bloody Cup would be over, she could have the vacation that she had been dreaming about since she was a little girl.

The red-haired woman made a giggling noise as he managed to free her hands from her chest and spun her around in a tight circle. Bryant was a darling when it came to dancing and Rave knew it; in fact, it was one of the things that she truly loved about him. He knew how to sweep a woman off of her feet if he really wanted to, ”Thinking is overrated.”[/b] She breathed, barely acknowledging what she was saying. She had always been surprised that Bryant had won. From the time that she was in school with him, she had never seen him as anything more than a push over, but he had proven himself in the Cup. That was when he had first gotten on her radar, ”I hope this year’s a displace of brute force. I would love to see some blood on the field. You know how much I love a good fight.”[/b]

Raven was a sucker for Bryant when he did this to her; it always started out the same...the feather kisses upon her lips, the hands circling her waist. The feeling of butterflies that she always seemed to get in the pit of her stomach...And finally, the smoldering glance that she offered him in response to all of this. He knew how much she loved when he did this to her and she imagined that that was precisely the reason that he did it, ”Of course I’m bored. I’ve been in the room all day and you’ve paid me no attention whatsoever,”[/b] She was finally glad that he had gotten his head out of the clouds and was beginning to realize just how bored she actually was, ”You know how much I love games, darling. What did you have in mind? Tic-Tack-Toe? Gobstones? Wizard’s chess?”[/b] She chided, hoping to Merlin that those weren’t the kinds of games that he was talking about. She had no patience for any of them and half-way through the game, she would practically throw the board or pieces to the ground and demand that he give her what she really wanted. The very thought made the left side of her lips curl up into a familiar smirk, ”Honestly, Bryant. What would you like to play? I’m all ears.”[/b] She said, raising both of her eyebrows in his general direction.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify]