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Jan. 28th, 2009

Log Title: Holding Pieces of Dieing Ember
Location: Corridors
Characters Involved: Blake Parker (youllbeokay) and anyone else who wants to join.
Summary of Log: Blake can't sleep... again.
Rating: PG

A bunch of things were all adding up together to make Blake Parker frustrated. He was in a phase where school work seemed unimportant. He had no idea where that attitude had come from though. This was his last year in Hogwarts, this was the year that mattered, and yet he couldn't force himself to concentrate on his homework (or any other thing to do with school) for more than half an hour at a time. It was annoying to say the least, especially when he didn't even have a decent enough reason for being so distracted. Or any reason in the first place. He almost wanted to start skipping classes again. He had done a couple of times already, though it wasn't exactly the same as before - This time he was getting told off for it. By either Tad or some teacher. More so Tad. Tad wasn't happy with the spontaneous class skippings at all.

He was moody for no reason. Blake kept snapping at people, be it a teacher, some randomer, or even one of his best friends. Most recently Jack. He had blamed Jack because he had got drunk a couple of nights before. Yeah, blaming Jack was the best idea... Far from it actually. Blake still had no idea why he'd been so stupid to say that. It wasn't exactly Jack's fault that Blake couldn't resist guzzling down alcohol. He didn't half do some idiotic things, sometimes.

And he was craving attention. Not in the cuddles sort of way, he wanted so much more. Half a year and counting. Half a year without sex. Nearly a year since meaningful sex. The more that Blake thought about it, the more he craved it. He couldn't bring it up with Mags though. Definitely not now. It was possible that they could have already passed that stage, had she not been pregnant. It was driving him insane. Every 'what if' scenario was taunting him. If Jack hadn't stepped in, if the Death Eaters hadn't kidnapped him... He wanted to go so much further with Mags, yet it was almost as if he wasn't allowed to. Even a joke about it would upset Mags or anger her...

He always seemed to think up these what if situations whenever he was trying to sleep. And the answers always plagued him, and kept him awake. It was no different tonight. Blake Parker just could not sleep, so he had just been wandering corridors for a while, all well knowing the risk that he'd get a detention for being out after hours. But he didn't care. Someone to talk to at least would have been nice, however it was questionable whether anybody was actually going to be awake or not. Most people tended to be in bed by now.


Feb. 2nd, 2009 01:15 pm (UTC)
Lanisa looked as though she wanted to say more on the matter of Blake and Mags, but refrained herself at the last second. If her friend didn’t want to go into detail about his relationship problems, then she certainly wasn’t going to beat it out of him – as much as she wanted to do just that. She could tell he was distracted and she knew that Mags, was anything but happy these days… she’d often see her sulking around the Gryffindor table, and she could have sworn she had seen her crying one day by one of the coat of armors on the fifth floor while accompanied by her fiery friend, Ruby Clayton. However, she chose not to tell Blake about the last bit of her observations… she didn’t want to cause more trouble.

“Different if you say so,” she said, concerned eyes still lingering on her friend almost as though she didn’t believe a word of what he was saying.

“Tad and I are well,” she replied, with a small smile. “And don’t worry about him not being really chatty these days, he’s quite busy with schoolwork and Head Boy duties as is, so… I mean, sometimes it’s hard for me to get two words out of him! We’re alright though, well more than alright actually – just trying to plan out what we’re going to do once we graduate. It’s not like any of us has a set career plan after Hogwarts. We spoke about moving in together once or twice, but I don’t want to bring the subject up again just yet, say… have you been reading up on the vampire attacks in Britain? They’ve really been giving Tad a bother lately… you and Jack should try to get his mind off the Prophet for a while… I try to myself but I think he still thinks about it in the back of his head when I’m not looking.”