Bleed It Out > Gemma

[enigma]

You can’t quit until you try
You can’t live until you die
You can’t learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie



The time had come again, when the older students of Hogwarts were allowed to leave on a trip to Hogsmeade and find only god knows what to entertain their fancy for the day. At first, he was collected in a group of older Ravenclaws, save a few Griffins and Huffles that didn't mind the house colors being blendid. It's funny how some make it a know barrier between house colors, whilst others don't even recognize the prejudices that come from it. For example, the lack of green in their group. Everytime he even began to think of the dislike between the groups, he wanted to laugh. It wasn't just the school, it was everywhere. Yes, quite the observer Drake was, but at least he gave it a thought. Better than some of the air-heads that ran away at the very sight of him.

Once they got to the familiar, and slightly boring place he had come to know very well, he left the group. A few noticed but only shrugged. It was a 'Drake' type of thing that they just didn't question. He could be the life of the party, while still being the solitary man in the shadows. Everybody had a darker side to them, just some wore their evil side, while others like him kept those feelings and notions carefully hidden. He stopped at the edge of the village, looking beyond at the discoloured leaves. In no time at all he would be free from this prison. He didn't know why, but he just felt pent up in Hogwart's. Too many rules, and too many individuals he cared little for. Then again there were many that he'd miss. Many that brought memories worth far more than a little aggression towards society's rules.

When he got to thinking about it, he bet he should invite some of his closer friends to go to a trip to Norway or somewhre Scandanavian where he loved most. His feet began takign him toward Zonko's; which was a store he didn't understand. He just thought some of their 'items' were classless and stupid, while other proved to be rather enduring. His thoughts about leaving Hogwart's quickly escaped his mind at he entered the very elaborate doorway into the store of a million possibilites, in hopes of finding a familiar face.

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“Sweet dreams are born inside you, sweet dreams are born to last. Sweet thoughts within your makeup; these thoughts will always last, these thoughts will always last.” Gemma sang in a murmur as she and a group of friends, well she wouldn’t really call them friends as much as useful and generally friendly associations, wandered aimlessly around Hogsmeade. Gemma hadn’t originally planned to come with her group of useful and generally friendly associations, but the people she’d been looking for to go with originally she’d been unable to find. It had been quite depressing for a moment, but then she had come across the group and they’d invited her to come along with her.

” Come on and write your letter, you know it will be better anyhow. You're gonna laugh again, you're gonna smile again, you're gonna love again…” Gemma continued on, since her group seemed to be pretty much ignoring her at this point, probably for a comment she’d made earlier about the suckiness of a particular Quidditch team… She hadn’t known that one of her useful and generally friendly associate’s father was the captain of the team, though it was mostly their fault for never telling her that little tidbit of info.

Suddenly, as Gemma had been about to go into the last bit of the song, she spotted Drake Valo going into Zonko’s Joke Shop. A smile found its way onto her until then solemn face and she slipped away from the group without any of them noticing, an example of why Gemma considered them associated instead of friends.

“Hey Drake!” She called in a friendly tone as she made her way towards him in a slightly fast paced way “Slow down and let’s chat!”

[enigma]

He was humming to a muggle song that most didn't know, or even for that matter, give a damn about. His voice was cut short when a familiar voice called from behind him. A simple smirk of amusement crossed his prominant features, and even gave his eyes that hint of mischievious sparkle. The group of old hags in front of him, took one look at his very unique style of clothing, in nothing more than a pair of muggle dark blue jeans, and a think black hoodie that spelled 'Ruisrock'. He honestly didn't know much about the term, but loved the tribal design. The weathered women took his sudden change of facial expressions as a threat, and forwarded their speed away from the mad man.

He turned around, amused to see his bright hair coloured friend in a scurry to catch up. He opened his arms in a friendly gesture and boomed in his deep heavy accent, "Gemma, m'dear!". He had always found himself attracted to the wild Griffin. Both physically and personality wise. She just had the light to the party and spontaneous actions that kept all on their toes. Many deeply regarded her bubbly gestures, but he consumed them with lavish pleasure. She was one of the few girls he could count on the dung bomb the keepers shack at the end of the year. And to think they wouldn't be coming back next year...

A knot tied in his stomach as he thought about never returning. Of course he could always go against every ethic code he lived by and become a teacher. Wouldn't that be a site to see - Mr. Rebellious teaching Herbology. The thought pleased him as that was the most unlikeable prediction everyone would make for him, yet he found it would be perfect. Always throwing them off for his next detour. But the life of a teacher must be boring. He just couldn't imagine not being biased against the serpentine students, and he knew that wasn't fair. Though most collectivally came from a rich lineage, most lacked common sense. His mind then returned to Gemma, as he waited to see if she'd accually give him a hug, or sock him in the stomach for the gesture. The suspense was beyond amusing him.

[gemma0avery]

Gemma considered her options as she neared Drake. His arms were open in a hug like way, but that’d be way too affectionate for her current mood. She could try and punch him, possibly try for a kick, but that course of action didn’t really fit her mood either. Of course she could always go with the ever appropriate and casual high-five, but that didn’t seem right either. As Gemma moved closer and closer to Drake though her mind started to think quickly, because it would be odd and very un-Gemma-ish for her to do nothing, but at the final moment a perfect plan of action worked its way into her head.

Gemma opened her arms in a hug like fashion as she neared Drake, but at the last possible second before she would’ve hugged him she instead ducked under one of his arms and poked him in the back of the neck with an evil laugh.

“Got your hopes up that I would hug you, didn’t I?” she asked in a wicked tone “No such luck, Drake-y Boy… Hugs are for those who give me jelly beans that I can save for when I enact my world domination plan….” She informed him in the same tone, but then was nice enough to pat him on top of the head while she ducked back under Drake’s arm so she could see his reaction to her randomness.

The world domination plan that she spoke of was one she’d made up in her third year while in detention, coincidentally Drake had been one of the first people she’d told about it. It consisted of getting a mass amount of jelly beans and using the jelly beans to bribe supermodels into seducing world leaders. With the world leaders under the control of the supermodel’s sex appeal and the supermodels in turn under Gemma’s control it would be very simple to control the world without anyone realizing it.

[enigma]

He could see it in her eyes, that look that told him to be on edge. It wasn’t that he was too worried about some secret serial killer move of her injecting a serum that destroyed his brain-cells. Instead, it was more of that ‘I know something you don’t’ look - and he was ready. Of course, she looked innocent enough, but smiles lie. He learned that some ways back. So as she neared, he stiffened, but allowed her to continue on with her plan of ditching him last minute. Only a few steps more…

And then as suspected, she dodged his arms, and rounded his back. He felt the fingertip go into the back of his flesh and a shiver went down his spine. Not the terrified type of tingle, more of the giddy-two-can-play-this-game tingle. As she spoke, a smile parted his lips as he looked over his shoulder. She had been raving about this plan of hers for years, and he never felt like bursting her bubble, so he just went along with it. ”You’re shunning me because I forgot the Jelly Beans?” he allowed his words to sound hurt and betrayed, but the smile never left his face.

As she ducted under him again, he seized his opportunity and grabbed her into a bear hug - leaving no escape until he let go. No doubt Gemma was a strong girl, but she really couldn’t undermine his sheer strength. So he hugged her a second more just for spite, then let his arms retract. His voice then changed back into the normal ‘Drake’, deep chested, booming voice. ”So, care to enter Zonko’s with me and get you some damn Jelly Beans?”

[gemma0avery]

When Drake released Gemma she couldn’t help but give a disgusted shiver. It was nothing personal, as Drake surely knew; it was just Gemma’s natural reaction to guys randomly hugging her or anything like that. In fact, Gemma kind of enjoyed it when Drake would randomly hug her or something for no reason, it gave her long-standing crush on him just a bit of hope that he might return similar feelings.

“I’m not shunning you for not having Jelly Beans, Drake…” she started, with a look on her face like she was about to say she hated him or something. But then, even before she could speak, a smile showed on her face and gave away that she was teasing him “I’m shunning you because you’re most likely to try and take over the world yourself one day and become competition.” She teased in a friendly way.

Times like this, when they were just teasing each other and such, were the most fun to Gemma. Probably even more fun tan when the dung bombed the shack or pulled pranks on others together.

“Have you ever known me to say no to jelly beans?” Gemma replied seriously to Drake’s suggestion as she once more ducked behind him and started to open the shop’s door “And don’t you think that I’ll let you get away with buying me any of the cheap one’s, only the best will do for my plans after all!” she added with a grin, glancing back over her shoulder at Drake to make sure he was following her inside.