me and you plus corn (skylar, open)

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Who was this girl? What did she want, really? He sighed loudly, audibly, and finally looked up at her. A young woman sporting the silliest-looking head band (or whatever it was) he'd ever seen. His nose creased, obviously repulsed by her choice.

"The same rules apply to everyone." He explained shortly. "Do you have trouble understanding that?" Really, why did he agree to do this? It was clearly beneath him.

@Skylar Ashton

Skylar let out a soft playful moan when his lips were on her neck. She chuckled at his question "perhaps later on. I am working, Deimos. But... We could meet tonight in Hogsmeade" she said trailing her fingers through his hair

@Deimos Lestrange

"Awh, c'mon..."

He clearly couldn't take 'no' for an answer, and was taking the joint front her mouth. Taking a long drag, he pressed his lips to hers, and exhaled inside of her mouth. Then he kissed her, and started feeling up her thigh impatiently. He didn't want to wait. Deimos was incapable of waiting for anything.

Skylar felt the smoke entering her mouth and smirked. She exhaled when he pulled away and felt pleasure washing over her body with every touch of his fingers. She pressed her hips to his and kissed him deeply "we should go deeper into the maze." She said wanting him now

@Deimos Lestrange

Fred turned the corner in good spirits, having thoroughly annoyed that ministry worker by bombarding him with stupid questions. But then he stopped dead in his tracks, staring at... yeah. That. He diverted his gaze quickly, but cleared his throat, blushing slightly.

"Er... you two should probably knock it off," Was his suggestion.

Camille was walking around the festival enjoying all the fall foliage and sights; such a beautiful time for wonderful, fun festivities!

One thing that dampened her enjoyment was spying one of the professors being completely unprofessional and associating with sketchy figures.

"Miss Ashton! What do you think you're doing?"

She was going to go to Snape about this to carry through with the background checks.

Deimos cursed, and rolled off of her promptly; taking the joint and palming it out on the grass beneath him. He gave Fred a glare over, then raised his eyebrows at this woman.

"Oh look, an audience." He smirked, taking in the length of her. "Look, blondie, she wasn't doing anything. I just threw myself on her, she said get lost, I couldn't take no for an answer. What can I say? I'm just a scumbag."

He put his hands up in defence.

Fred looked at Camille, then at Deimos, then furrowed his brows.

"It's true, he really is, ma'am." Fred muttered to her, not that it helped.

Skylar was beginning to panic. She felt her breathing get faster and shallower as she looked between the three others. She turned to Deimos and narrowed her eyes "Go, Deimos." She said in a voice that told him to just do as she said for once "I apologize, Camille. As Mr. Lestrange said, he didn't want to take no for an answer" she said deciding to just go with what Deimos had said "now, If you'll excuse me" she said as she left the corn maze area to try and gather her thoughts.

He watched as Skylar scarpered, and shortly after Deimos followed suit (making an obscene gesture). Fred sighed, shook his head, and looked at the Deputy Headmistress.

"Don't go too hard on her, will ya?" He tried to reason with Ms Voclain. The idea of her getting into trouble over Deimos Lestrange annoyed Fred. The guy was such a dirty little leech. "But... if you give me permission to sever Lestrange's arm..."

He gave her an over-enthusiastic thumbs-up.

She raised an eyebrow at Skylar's peculiar behavior and Fred's attempt at somewhat defending her.

"I know you mean well, Fred, but we can't have our professors deal with such sketchy characters. What message does that send to our students and their parents?"

”I guess they’re... together,” He said, finding that very strange to say out loud. Skylar Ashton seemed like a nice girl, why did she choose Lestrange, of all people? ”A couple. Maybe it’s a bit difficult for them to er... hold in their feelings sometimes?”

This was actually grossing him out a bit, talking about Lestrange in that way.

”I represent the school as well, an’ I got bloody expelled. Imagine that! Anyway. Take care, yeah?” He clapped her on the shoulder, and turned to leave.