11yayys~ third chappie finally up=) sorry for taking so long, was kinda busy and lacking ideas on what to write... i dunno, this whole story and this chapter feels weird to me, its missing something but i don't know what...
so reviews and suggestions are welcomed!
The thing in front of him at that moment reminded him of Rouvelier, Malcom C. Rouvelier- except stretched by his sides into a fat toad and covered in a hideously bright pink. It was only thanks to his many years of keeping his façade up that he managed to keep his laughter within. He was proud of himself for being able to think up of remarkable similarities between the two. They were both assholes, weren't the prettiest people around and also unfortunately had a lot of power. Umbridge was glaring at poor Harry throughout the entire lesson and didn't even spare him a glance, she assumed he was one of the many obediently dull and ignorant students in the class. Lavi had kept up his seemingly usual happy and friendly mode, he wanted the others to treat him like an idiot and let their guards down so that he could gain information more easily. Nobody knew he was Bookman so far, only Dumbledore, the only reason they had been allowed into the school was because Lavi himself had some magic in him, it came as a pleasant surprise for himself and Panda. Though Dumbledore had smiled at the pair with a twinkle behind his half-moon spectacles, the two Bookman however with their sharp observation skills had seen the brief grudging look he had in his eyes as he said, "Welcome to Hogwarts."
"Tut. Tut." The overly pink woman clucked. Lavi used all his self-control to keep a straight face as an image of a chicken came to mind.
"Mr Potter, you will come to my office for detention every Friday evening for the whole of the next term." The women said in a sugary voice. A bookman's job was to only observe history, to stand by the side and not interrupt any of it.
"But Professor Umbridge, don't you think that's a bit unfair? Why is Harry being punished for speaking out the truth?"
"Do you want to have detention too, Mr…"
"Walker, Lavi Walker." He replied with a mocking bow, "And really, how long more do you think Fudge will stay a prime minister?"
"Now Mr Walk-"
"You're not going to be able to cover the truth for long you know,"
"If you don't be quiet, I will-"
"Give me a detention? Voldemort's actions are only going to get bigger and then…"
"QUIET!"
The woman never seemed more toad-like, her face was bloated with fury, Lavi almost expected her to let out a croak. Closing her eyes and taking a long breath, Umbridge opened her eyes with a sugary smile, failing to fool anyone, as she continued to squawk in her high pitched voice, "Mr Walker, you will join Mr Potter and me every Friday for detention as well."
Sure he was supposed to stay unseen and unheard, but he needed to gain Harry's trust to be let into his lil' adventures and stories of what truly happened behind the scenes. And one of the best ways would be to have some bonding time over detention. Lavi sat back down, and carefully hid his triumph as he did so. He was so busy doing a happy dance in his mind that his usually attentive eyes failed to see the looks of admiration from all Gryffindors- all except for two.
By lunch the news of Harry and Lavi's proclamation of Voldemort's return had already became common knowledge in the school. Lavi was amused how like the finders the students were, the constant gossiping that surrounded them. Exorcists never had the luxury to gossip, they were always too busy with things such as their health or training, and since they were always the topic of gossip, the finders never included them in it. It was common sense not to directly tell someone that they were talking behind their back and especially if it was Kanda they gossiped about…
Throughout the night he and Harry were being congratulated by Gryffindors as they sat in the common room, finally the last of them trickled upstairs into the dormitories, giving the four of them some peace and quietness.
"You shouldn't have done that." Hermione said with a frown. He couldn't agree more that arguing with the teacher-especially since she held a high position of power in the ministry- was a stupid idea, but he kept his opinion to himself.
Harry ignored the advice in his anger and continued to stab his homework with his quill.
"What are you talking about? Blimey! That was awesome!" Ron said defending his two friends. Hearing those words, Lavi felt angry annoyance tugging at him, if that was so awesome, why didn't you say anything?
"Hmm.." he hummed, giving her a neutral reply, not looking up from the book in his hands as he slouched in the armchair.
The girl huffed and walked off annoyed at her companion's lack of concern for the situation. When he realized that her friends with a deep bond of five years weren't going to go after her-not even Ron, Lavi followed. It was not out of concern but because he needed to gain a temporary friendship with Hermione too, if he wanted to become part of the Golden Trio, since she was the brains of the group after all.
"Yo." He greeted as he plopped down beside her in front of a balcony with a night view of the lake.
"I thought you didn't agree with me."
"But that doesn't mean I can't sit here with you does it?"
".. No… and thank you."
"No need, it's a friend's job to look out for each other right?" Lavi grinned, winking with his single eye.
He hated himself as they came out of his mouth, his performance was flawless as always, but how many times had he said those words? Being bookman, he undoubtedly would have to say those words again in the future to gain trust and then leave with that weakly growing trust crushed like his many other relationships. But he let himself relax as much as possible as he and the girl laughed into the night.
this still sounds kinda angsty doesn't it? it'll get less angsty sooner or later... maybe XS
