It's quiet, Too quiet

[dan]

He was on a mission from God. Well, sort of, anyway. Dan had awakened bright and early only to find the boy's dorms completely silent and deserted. It was scary. This caused a plan to form, something to make it a little more lively in the very least.

Bringing up several large crates to the dorms Dan had left them on one of the night side tables that wasn't currently in use. He opened one of the wide windows and positioned one of the fireworks out of the window, it would eventually land somewhere on the grounds below if all went right.

Grinning mischievously Dan did what any fourteen year old guy would do when left with two crates of fireworks, a quiet room, and a wand. He lit them.

( Open. * Not responsible for any charring, burning, and or harming of any possessions. * )

[Corey Faulkland]

He was at the base of the stairs when all hell broke loose in the dorms which meant one of two things. Dan, or that Alhana girl...again. And one would not have known just how far down the stairs he was as he burst into the room in time to save his trunk from being hit by the flying menace(s).

"Ruddy 'ell Weston...you tryin' to ruin the dorms?" He questioned as he shoved his now shrunken trunk under his four poster.

"Bloody firecrackers..." He muttered as he flopped onto his four poster, seemingly oblivious to the six to eight others zooming around the room.

[dan]

( Read the sign lol )

Seeing Corey walk into the dorms Dan was actually suprised. He'd really forgotten about the only other male Gryffindor that might've been near when the fireworks went off. He shrugged slightly and sat on the edge of his own four-poster only to quickly duck to the floor as a large and colorful firwork happened to make it way over to where his head had been located. Grinning slightly he jumped back up.

" Nah, jus' having a little fun, mate. You could do with some yourself. " He finished with an acknowledging nod to the guy. Come to think of it Dan hadn't exactly had a real conversation with Corey yet. He shrugged one shoulder and resumed his position on the bed.

[Corey Faulkland]

The same roman candle that caused Dan to hit the deck flew over his nose, and singed it. And that, is a most uncomfortable feeling, as any burn is.

"Psh, I oughta report you for this, but then again, I oughta report Alhana every ruddy hour, so, wha' the 'ell, I doubt any of the other Prefects be enforcin' their powers." Corey claimed with a shrug as he closed his eyes, trying to ignore the stinging pain on his face.

"Ruddy fireworks, obnoxious...singeing...gits..." He muttered incoherently as he attempted (and knew he would fail) in going to sleep.

It was only a moment before the firecracker chain went off.

[dan]

Dan sunk lower in his bed, listening to Corey. " Yeah, yeah. " He muttered then said, " There's been worse... You should've seen it last year. " He told him with a short nod. Little did Dan know that the firecrackers were about to go off... The ones he hadn't lit at all. A spark from the other fireworks had worked its way over and now was burning, almost...... Then it happened.

[Corey Faulkland]

And...four strings of small pops, three large booms, and a whole bunch of zooming around bewitched fireworks that could only have come from the Weasley's shop, Corey found himself on the floor, beneath his bed with his hands over his ears. Shouting.

"Bloody 'ell Weston be careful!"

It was one of the last things he'd expected and was positive it was accidental, yet, couldn't help but feel like wanting to wring the boy's neck, as, using avada would put him in Azkaban a tad quicker. Still, right now he would get neither chance as the fireworks had both of them pinned down.

And this, was the reason they needed a House Head, because he couldn't deal with shite like this.

[dan]

( Shite? )

When the large ' booms ' went of Dan had to dive under his bed and you would have thought he should've gone to the Olympics. He chanced a look and glanced over to Corey's bed, only to see him under his as well. Pushing aside the urge to grin, he didn't think Corey would appreciate it, Dan waited out the next few minutes of the noise.

When it finally did subside Dan worked his way out from under his bed sideways, there were too many things under his bed. " All right over there? " He asked once he had brushed himself off and was perched on the edge of his bed. The sheets and blankets were charred a nice soot color.

[Corey Faulkland]

(Brit slang for s**t ^.^)

"No thanks to you, but yes, I'm alright. Has the hellfire stopped yet, me ears are still ringin'..." Corey responded as he brought his head up while still under his bed.

"Cripes..." He muttered as he poked his head out and up. This was not the way to impress him, no sir. One was not, nor would not ever, be impressed by someone nearly taking his head off.

[dan]

( I guessed. It sounded funny to say )

Listening to Corey's responce Dan once against fought the impulse to grin wildly, figuring the older boy was a prefect and could potentially pose a threat. Mostly to his free time by reporting him but he doubted Corey would do that. Being a new prefect he was a bit less likely to dish out punishment for a minor offense. Well, sort of minor. " Hey, I said I was sorry. " He finally cut in to the older guy. " At least you're still alive? " He offered to him.

[Corey Faulkland]

"Aye, an' your lucky I didn't get over toy ou before all 'ell broke loose. Though, I'm still between you an' the door." Corey countered, his tone shrinking its way back to plesant. Though how one could get pleasant after having a bomb explode in his dorm was beyond him. Better still, was how no one else had checked up on the comotion as of yet. Not that it was easy to miss.

Shaking his head he crawled out from under his bed and stood warily. At the same time checing all corners of the room for rougues. He could not afford a rougue.

[dan]

" I'm not goin' anywhere. " The fourteen year old stated to the prefect. Dan had also noted no one else coming to investigate. He shrugged slightly as it was a bit normal not for everyone to come sprinting into the room, as one of Alhana's pranks might be the cause of the noise making.

He then looked over onto the side of his bed and saw something wierd. Well, not exactly in their present situation, It was a small firework that looked like a cannon ball with a fozzler inside of it. It was charred and comepletely black. Dan then diverted his eyes over onto Corey, " What're you doing? " He asked him.

[Corey Faulkland]

"Making sure it be over with." Corey claimed in rsponse as he turned his head left and right. he didn't see anything, or hear anything either. It seemed safe, problem was he didn't know what Weston had had in the box.

Big problem indeed that was.

[dan]

" Ah, good idea. " Dan told him with a slight nod, " Might want to check in the box. " He then said to him, indicating the now black box still resting on the windowsill. Dan walked over but didn't wuite take a peek yet. He looked outside to see several rockets still making their way to the Forest, get half way, then die out. He watched this process several times.

[Corey Faulkland]

"Why, pray tell, should I check the box? your the one who knew what WAS in it" Corey claimed as he edged backward from the object of his slight distemperment. Fireworks, and an enclosed room didn't mix. Never did, never would. Just showed the sense of some people.

"Do me a favor Weston, an' don' pull this again...I kinda want my bed an' trunk to stay intact." He said, shaking his head at the preposterous notion. He was bound to do it again, or someone else would. And, the common room would be bland without some excitement that wasn't rumours.

[dan]

" Fine, fine. I guess I will do it, then? " Dan offered to the older boy with a grin. Taking a look into the box he saw it was only charred and black, making for a new design on the front of it. " Original. " He stated more to himself than Corey.

" Aye, aye. Where's the fun in that? " He then questioned him as he removed the box which was still warm from all of the fireworks. It was true that his wasn't the first time someone had pulled a stunt in the commons or the dormitories. Corey should have been there last term when Alhana and everyone's prank war was going on. Fun that was.