im gonna make it bend && break [aindriu]

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius was just getting out from the secret passageway hidden on the fourth floor - the one that led to Hogsmeade, with a good stash of candy, firewhisky, and zonko tricks packed in his bag. He swung the mirror open, and had one foot out on Hogwarts corridors, and the other still in the tunnel, when his bag got caught in something, like an old root coming out from the tunnel's walls, and when Sirius tugged on his bag it tore its contents falling in the passage. Muttering curses under his breath, he was trying to quickly scoop back in the dungbombs and other zonko trinkets that fell out his backpack.

Now if someone had to walk by in the corridor, they would be able to see a half-swung mirror, a rather large black boot coming out of it, that lead to one jeaned leg, and hear an awful lot of cursing. A one-legged mirror that liked to cuss?

Anyway, Sirius managed to quickly grab most of his belongings and stuff them back into the torn bag. He grabbed the bag as best he could not to tip everything out again, and proceeded getting out of the mirror. He neatly closed the mirror with his butt, spat the hair that got in his mouth and brushed strands of it from his eyes. "Sneaking around is certainly tiring." he muttered to himself, looking slightly cross, as he swatted something off his neck that felt like an ant. "Stupid damn passages." he muttered to himself, tapping the torn bag with his wand and repairing it by magic. He swung it back on his shoulders, and only managed to walk five paces in all before another incident halted his progress. Something had managed to sent him tripping forward face first and his bag flying in the air. Sirius didn't know what had actually happened - all he knew was that he got tangled in his hair, flew forwards and was now sprawled on his stomach, befriending the floor.

Today was not his day.

Sirius sat up, spitting hair and brushing it away from his face. He realized he had just tripped into his shoelace. He cursed some more under his breath, before breaking in a grin, and laughing a little to himself. Remus was always telling him to tie his laces or it would make him trip one day, thankfully old Rem was nowhere in sight to tell him he told him so.

Sirius pulled his bag towards him, shook it a little to see if anything had broken, or worse, took off since it was filled with zonko trinkets. The contents seemed to be still intact for Sirius put the bag down and blinked a little at his bright surroundings. Where the heck was he, and how the hell did he end up here? He stared up at the library's door, like it was the first time he ever saw it, unsure if his eyesight was tricking him It might have been true, because in all his six years here at Hogwarts Sirius seldom stepped toe in the library. When he did, it was never out of good will, or of his own accord. The few times Sirius visited the library, it was either because he'd been dragged and manhandled by his friends, or purely to cause mischief. Like that time when he popped in the library to abduct Remus from his books, or like that one night he and James sneaked into the library under James's invisibility cloak. That night they stole the book of forbidden spells - the one about human transformation - right from under the old librarian's nose, but that was three years ago, and Sirius hadn't put toe in the library again since, so he almost forgot where it was situated, and had absolutely no idea that there was a new librarian.

In Sirius's mind, the librarian was old, fat, and almost deaf. He didn't expect anyone to hear his crash, so he sat calmly on the floor, stuffing his shoelace into his boot and still refusing to tie it properly. When he looked up, and saw a little figure standing in the library's door. His brows knitted together at the small figure in the doorway. Not the librarian, or a teacher either - so it must have been a student up past curfew, maybe a little troublemaker like him, but it was rather an odd place to be at this hour, and a poor, sad choice too.

Sirius couldn't make out the face of the person approaching him. All he could tell was that the petite silhouette had really long, long hair, and Sirius was already standing up, brushing his knees and straightening himself getting ready to put some swagger on and charm the lady with his famous lopsided grin.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETED!
FEATURING AINDRIU AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 803
NOTES WOOT.
LYRICS A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES - FALLOUT BOY
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[aindi]

The end of the day, well not quite, it was the end of the library day for students but being the librarian meant he had to stay later and put back everything that the students had taken apart during the day. Well, he probably could do it in the morning before opening the doors back to the rest of the school but it seemed to make much more sense to the blond to do it now and have it all ready to go in the morning.

Aindriu was up on a ladder trying to put some book back in its proper place when the crash was easily heard through the large quiet space. At first he thought Vanity had knocked over some books, but whatever it was sounded a lot heavier than a book or two and she was not one to go around knocking such things over.... usually.

Climbing down the ladder carefully not to fall like whatever, or whoever, already had tonight. He made his way towards the noise even if a bit in the back of his mind was telling him not to. He was in Hogwarts, what did he have to worry right? Well, maybe some scary older student. That had surprised him this year when he came back, he didn't remember everyone being so tall and big.

Aindriu pulled his hair over his right shoulder running his hands through it nervously as he made his way towards the door. He opened the door that he had closed when the library day had ended for the day. "Was that you?" he asked still holding onto the door handle, "Are you alright? It sounded like you fell pretty hard." The blond looked up at the taller student, just as he thought students were much too tall nowadays.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius stood up, all 6''1 feet of him, swatting away at his knees and wiping his hands on his thighs (how much sense that makes huh?) He kicked his bag a little, trying to push it behind him and obstruct it from view. Sirius heard the bag contents jangle from the contact of the heel of his boot, and he hoped that wasn't too loud. He grinned at the figure who presented itself at the library's door, but that grin quickly faded away as the person spoke. It wasn't a girl - but a boy!

Sirius wanted to slap his palm against his face, he almost did, but realized that would come off as strange. Instead he settled for pushing his hand up his forehead and push his dark hair away from his face, he let out half a laugh, slightly hysterical, and said "Yeah, yeah that was me." and looked sideways along the corridor, making sure there was no one to hear him admit causing such a racket. Nope, no one else, just him and blondie here. Sirius looked back at the - the boy- for a better word to call him, and wondered who the hell he was. He never saw him before, but thought he might be one of those transfer students. He looked kinda part veela, and he looked like he could be third or fourth year for how small he was.

"Well, big boy, big crash you know." he said, sucking on the inside of his cheek to stop himself from adding 'but of course you wouldn't know'. Instead he said "But im still in one piece, thanks for asking"

Sirius looked at the boy play with his long, very long blond hair which was draped over on shoulder. He scowled to himself, annoyed that at Hogwarts there seemed to be someone that dared have hair longer than his. The boy, with blond hair that long and such a little figure, looked just like a girl - at least his hair was more mannly. Since it wasn't a girl, but more like a boy that looked like a girl, Sirius decided he had no reason just to stand around here and talk. He bent down, grabbed the strap of his bag, and swung it over his shoulder. " Well, if I were you i'd watch myself, kid" he said, to the smaller male " it's pretty past curfew and lingering around isn't a bright idea if you don't want to end in detention" he said, "- even if it's the library your lingering about" said Sirius, waving a disapproving, almost disgusted hand at the library standing behind the boy "The Librarian is old, and almost deaf - but he does wake up from time to time"

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETED!
FEATURING AINDRIU AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 484
NOTES HARHAR, TOO MANY POLITE INSULTS IN ONE POST
LYRICS A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES - FALLOUT BOY
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[aindi]

Here Aindriu thought that this would be another quiet night in the library before he headed off to bed. Well, instead someone had decided that it would be a wonderful time to meet another one of the many students within these walls. He just wished that it could be someone a little shorter or maybe a bit less attitude then this one seemed to have. That was one of the things he had worried about taking up a job in an actual school, dealing with students with stronger personalities.

The blond man looked the boy over again, well he did seem to be alright like he said. It was just he would feel horrible if the boy did need help and was just trying to act tough like many boys his age did in front of others. "Well as long as you're sure you're alright," Aindriu spoke again still not sure if he was exactly sure if the boy was being truthful.

Then the other brought up a vital thing, how late was it? Ah, he really wasn't meant to be a teacher at this rate was he? He just seemed so caught up in the school and the giant library that he forgot he was an adult this time around. A meow brought him out of his mental confusion as Vanity wove herself around and through her master's feet before coming up before the student. "Detention...," the word came out of his library at the thoughts still in his head. Aindriu looked down at the dark cat with the bi-colored eyes before looking up at the boy again.

"That would be quite troublesome, wouldn't it?" Aindriu asked starting quietly before getting a bit louder, "Being caught out and about in the halls. You could very well be stuck helping in the library for detention, helping sort books. Some of them are quite heavy and troublesome." It merely sounded as if he was concerned that he could be caught with such punishment, but truly he was surprised at himself. "So I wonder if I should write you a detention or not now that you have me thinking of it," he said leaning more against the door frame.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius swung his bag over his right shoulder, ignoring the clanking and jingling the bag contents made as everything shifted down with gravity. He held the bag's strap with his hand close to his chest. It was such a habit of his, jamming his thumb under the bag's strap, that he almost never realized when he was doing it.

Sirius gave a shrug of his free shoulder, "Of course I'm okay" he said, making it sound that no harm could befall him as he was Sirius the great, invincible and unbeatable. But that was the thwarted perspective most teenagers had on themselves and the life they lead. The Gryffindor boy stuffed his free hand in his jeans pocket, and watched the boy standing in the library's door.

His gray eyes soon darted to the little fur ball that started meowing at the blond's feet. Sirius's thick black eyebrows drew a little together, the rest of his features scowling. Sirius didn't like cats, not even one bit. They looked cute, but in reality where little evil creatures. Subduing the low growl emitting from the back of his throat at the feline, Sirius shot the cat a dirty look. Sirius only looked up to the other male's face as he used one of Sirius past time names - detention.

"Yeah, detention." Sirius said, making a sound like 'heh' afterwards. " Detention in the library? oh, that sounds like a thriller." said Sirius, sarcastically, "Thankfully there was no one else out here apart from me and y-" Sirius stopped mid sentence at the next sentence the other male said.

Sirius's face crumpled in confusion. What did he mean by that? Sirius was still in denial, he thought that the blond male was a student, younger than him even. Sirius had no idea he was the new librarian. "What?" he stated blankly, starring out at the other male, and thinking of only how he reached about Sirius's elbow. He was pocket-size. "Write me what? What do you mean?''

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETED!
FEATURING AINDRIU AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 334
NOTES SORRY IT'S SHORT
LYRICS A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES - FALLOUT BOY
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[aindi]

Aindriu was in an usual predicament for himself, he had never been in such a situation. He had never written a detention slip before, never even gotten one before either, well that was if he could bring himself to write it. The blond was having trouble with himself even thinking of doing such a thing, but he had to teach the students from their wrongs, right?

The young librarian flipped his hair back over his shoulder as he watched the taller boy. A small smile on his face as he watched the boy go on about detention. He had never been able to pull off such a personality, actually he still couldn't but it seemed to work well for this student.

"Well," Aindriu replied, "You are the one that brought it up right?" He ran a nervous hand through his hair trying to get himself to go through with this like he should. "It is after curfew, you are out in the halls," he looked up at the taller boy still trying to convince himself, "Being the librarian and finding you as such, means I'm supposed to write you a detention." Then with that, Vanity seemed to voice her opinion on the matter with another purring meow at her master before padding over to the taller student. Her tail twitched as if she was challenging the other to do something, to do anything.

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[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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"Being the .. what?" Sirius replied, the control of his voice breaking on the last word and sputtering it out in shock. "Your the librarian?" he continued, waving his hand out at Aindriu, his astonishment and voice going up by each word. He looked incredulously at Aindriu, his hand outstretched in the pale boy's direction, his gray eyes were wide in disbelief. Sirius stood still, watching the other male disbelievingly, starring at him so hard, that he looked like he was trying to penetrate his skull with his thoughts and sum up how old this little human being could be, he looked barely older than fifteen.

Sirius stood there still starring at Aindriu surprised, for like what, five seconds more? He soon broke the perfect silence with a loud "Pphaha hahah haha haha " bursting from his lips, as he threw his arms around him, holding his stomach, while he bent a little forward, laughing hard. He thought it was a joke.

"You almost got me there, kid." said Sirius, trying to catch his breath back after the laughter, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. '' You almost did, with that serious look.' he said, shaking his head a little, his lips still imprinted with the ghost of his laughter, his hands moving down from his stomach, flattening his clothes down with his hands, before jamming them back into his pockets, still grinning to himself.

Sirius had been laughing so hard he didn't notice that the cat had weaved itself round his feet, he shook one of his booted legs a little, trying to shake it off, as nicely as he could in front of it's owner, without giving in to what every grain in his being told him to do - kick it a hundred yards away. "Take this kitty back, yeah?" he told Aindriu, pushing the cat back towards the pale boy with the tip of his boot as calmly as he could.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETED!
FEATURING AINDRIU AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 523
NOTES SIRIUS DUN LIKE KITTEH
LYRICS A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES - FALLOUT BOY
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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[aindi]

Aindriu was trying his hardest at his worst part of the job, dealing with troublesome things like handing out punishment. Well, it wasn't something extreme or anything, just detention where they were made to do things the students generally do. Though Aindriu had never had such a thing happen to himself while he was a student, so he wasn't exactly positive on the whole idea of detention here but he was guessing from seeing others.

The young librarian thought the boy finally understood what was going on until he was laughed at, which was quite rude of the other to do. His thin hands gripped onto the long sage green sleeves that hung low on his hands, only making himself look more like a kid with that upset expression. It was like a child being told no and the face they made before they exploded into a tantrum, but Aindriu was not well versed in the ways of anger and the like.

"You," he started but paused not knowing what to say next, "Do you do such rude things to your professors? I doubt they would tolerate such actions and neither shall I." The blond walked up closer to the boy, this new found emotion to him fueling him for the time being. His hands going to his hips as he stared up at the student, "I could just deduct points from your house and be done with it, but detention seems more fit. So, I hope you look forward to helping me in the library tomorrow evening Mister....." Aindriu trailed off not knowing the students name but still this new found anger in him. Vanity, on the other hand, had not taken a liking to the boy's boot at all and was now between Aindriu's feet as if she were agreeing with him.

[seriouslysirius]

i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it
So say, what are you waiting for?
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Sirius gaped like a goldfish out of it's water at the person before him who claimed to be the new librarian. He was the new librarian? But, how could he? Didn't they have, like, a height requisite for librarians or something? This boy before him was, what, barely five feet, a stack of half a dozen books would be pretty much taller than he was!

Sirius scowled down in confusion at the little blond who had now dared to come closer to him. The librarian stood close to him, in fact right under Sirius's nose, but he barely reached Sirius's elbow. The blond had his hands on his hips glaring up at Sirius in what he supposed to be a 'stern' way. Compared next to McGonogall's stern look to which Sirius received on a daily if not hourly basis, the look the new librarian was giving Sirius was a tickle. So Sirius had to suck on the inside of his cheek and twist his lips in a rather funny manner, while his brows were still drew together in confusion and amusement, to stop himself from laughing at the cute face. "Are you for real?" croaked Sirius, trying to stop himself from laughing again in his face. "You are for real" he confirmed to himself sourly as he listened to the small man go on about how he doubted that Sirius did such 'rude things' to his other professors. Well. Sirius doubted any of his other professors looked like girls from a distance of six feet, had gorgeous flowy blond hair that went down their hips which had tricked Sirius in the first place, and who barely reached five feet of height. This.. this smidge here didn't exactly look like a figure of authority here. And hey, when had Sirius Black ever shown respect to any figure of authority, even if they looked the part.

Detention? Detention tomorrow in the library Sirius's face fell. "Black" he grumbled, giving the librarian a a scowl, "Sirius Black" he added, hating to be referred to by his family's name. He didn't feel like he was part of his family any longer so he didn't see why he had to be called out by just his surname. "Great." he said, scowling some more down at the librarian. Sirius pulled on the strap of his bag, making sure it was still there, and turned to go without another word.

He'd just neatly earned himself detention with the new librarian. Sirius wanted to kick himself in his behind with his boot. But thinking of it, he would pretty much prefer to stomp rather roughly on the librarian's cat had been looking rather smugly up at him while it's master told him he would be serving detention tomorrow in the library.

Halfway the corridor, Sirius remembered something. He turned round to look at the librarian and called out " At what time, than, this detention? And do you have a name, or do you just go by 'the librarian, even though i sneakily don't look like it' ? " he said, his voice a spectrum of annoyance, sarcasm, and even teasing.

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write me off, give up on me, cause darling, what did you expect
i'm just off a lost cause, a long shot, don't even take this bet

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STATUS COMPLETED!
FEATURING AINDRIU AND SIRIUS
WORD COUNT 523
NOTES SEE, I POSTED EVENTUALLY.
LYRICS A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES - FALLOUT BOY
CREDIT MADE BY ESSE

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Aindriu stood there with his hands still on his hips as he glared up at the student, well as much of a glare that was possible for such a man as himself. He couldn't see that it was so hard to realize that he was in fact the librarian. Though to the blond who was used to his own appearance, of course it came naturally that he saw him self as the young man he was.

Sirius Black, the blond was sure to remember the name with this new anger that he had now found and the student that so kindly showed it too him. It was odd to Aindriu and he wasn't quite sure he liked it, but he did know that he liked that it was finally realized that he was in fact the one in charge here.

The young librarian was stunned, absolutely stunned, that the boy walked away just like that. Honestly what did go through boy's heads nowadays? Oh dear, that was making him sound older himself. It was almost as if he was an old man saying such things or at least it felt like it at the moment. "Tomorrow after dinner," Aindriu said to upset and utterly messed up inside to correct the boy or say anything at the moment, "And its AIndriu Nuckols." the young librarian just watched the boy as Vanity kept her place curled around his feet.

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