You're beautiful || Orsi!

[charla devonne madley]

"Why would you be so in need of a piano, Crumb?" Charla's energetic voice chimed through the entire room of requirement. There was a giant white, grand piano in the center of a room with wide arches and a beautifully tiled floor. Gideon shrugged and grabbed his guitar, hopping over to where Charla was sitting on the bench in front of the giant musical masterpiece.

"I wanted to make music that was nice sounding. This was just the way to do it. Plus, pianos are pretty. You're pretty. You play piano. It works out." Gideon smirked at the now flushed Charla as she dragged her fingers over the keys, making a beautiful noise even when she was only improvising. Gideon propped his guitar properly on his leg and ran his hand through his hair. He couldn't help but reach over and push a strand of Charlie's hair behind her ear.

Charla looked at him, blushing like crazy, but smiling, "Why'd you do that?"

Gideon shrugged and smiled softly, "I couldn't see your face properly." Charla's guts were just butterflies, now. There wasn't any actual gut left. There were crazy active butterflies in there to replace them. "Now," Gideon turned so he was facing Charlie, who was obviously facing the piano to avoid eye contact, "Do you know any of The Beatles?"

Charla chuckled, "Personally?" Gideon pouted and pushed her playfully. She smiled and shook her head, "Yeah, I know a bit. I know Blackbird on piano. I didn't know you liked muggle music."

Gideon smiled and shrugged, "I dish into a bit of everything." He strummed his guitar lightly and stared up at Charla. Gah, she really was too beautiful for him to handle. He'd had his fair share of women, but right now his eyes were on her. This would change the minute he saw another girl he fancied, but that wouldn't happen until he at least kissed this one.

Lightly, Charla started humming the beat slowly to Blackbird and playing the keys, and Gideon strummed the chords to go along with it. "Sing." Gideon said, encouraging Charla as she nodded and began letting her voice do all the work. It was powerful, and beautiful at that. It could probably be heard a few floors down, but Gideon himself was sure that no one would mind. Unless, this person was... Gideon smirked and kept playing guitar as Charlie's voice carried throughout all the corridors in the castle. It seemed like it might, anyway.

It was so tempting for Gideon to kiss her as the song went on. Charla always got so into the music she was playing. It was very attractive, and such a turn on for this music lover. It was too early in his plans, though. He decided to wait until just the right time to make her emotions and thoughts go crazy with both rage and affection. It's what he loved doing the most. Forever the charmer.

Charla was bound to fall for him. It made up for the one-sided crush on Orsino. And, the bad thing was Gideon knew she was desperate. Emotions were never an option for him, and they wouldn't be. He lost those a long time ago, when his mom died. He found it was better to not recognize emotion. You didn't get hurt that way. And that's the way he liked it.

As the song ended, Charla turned to look at him as he put his guitar down. Gideon could hear someone coming up the hallway, and they were bound to come in because anyone they cared about would know how to come in. He reached over to Charla and played with a strand of her hair, looking up at her bright red face. The door was opening. Charlie went to look to see who it was, but before she got the chance, Gideon cupped her face with his hand and kissed her. A deep kiss, at that. He wanted it to look, and feel, intense. Like the best one she'd ever had.

Little did he know, it was the only one that Ravenclaw ever had. And now she'd never have a special first kiss. As torn up as Charla wanted to be, she couldn't help but get into that kiss. If she could've resisted, she clearly wouldn't be human. That boy was toxic.

TAGGED||Orsi!
NOTES||This is fun. <3 But I suck at starting.
WORDS||742
OUTFIT||Gideon

[/color] & Charla[/color]
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS[/color][/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[orsino joel thruston]

'Cause he's a faker, so see you later
I wonder when you'll realize that she means a lot more to me...

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Orsi was rather bored today. What could he say, he was less then amused with the common room, he wasn’t quite sure what his fellow mates were up to. He had already gotten in a decent amount of practice time with his drumset. His cousin was out worshiping some unknown God. He was running out of things to do with himself. That’s when it hit him, perhaps he had better brush up on his piano. He could only practice so much, there wasn’t exactly a bunch of grand pianos lying around Hogwarts. He had made his way to the ‘room’ the room where all music lovers always found peace. He loved this room especially since they all knew how to access it. The black and green shoes made their way down the hallway; he was falling in step to let it be playing on his walkman. “Let it be, Let it bed, Let it be, Let it be, whisper words of wisdom, let it be,” Orsino quietly whispered as he made his way towards the room. His steps echoing in the rather empty hall. Maybe he would have to hunt down Sharlan and attempt a visit to home. Perhaps it would help him stop thinking about Gwen.

He finally reached his destination and grinned. The small mirror outside revealing the beatles shirt that made him smile, over and over again. He grinned, lifting his camera to take a picture. Slowly he could hear the door appear. He turned and grabbed the knob slowly opening it. There he saw it. It. It what was it exactly? He wasn’t quite sure but whatever it was made his heart sink. Hazel eyes sank, Charlan and Gideon. Gideon of all people. Were lip locked and it looked like something he’d never seen before. Orsino, hit the button flashing the camera at the two. “Oops.” Orsino replied rather loudly. “I didn’t know the music room was remodeled to the lovers room,” Sarcasm dripped from every single word that he spoke. He swallowed hard to attempt from another emotion appearing. Caring, why would Charla pick such a low life as Gideon. The mate was bad news, he treated woman like chocolate frog cards. Rip them open eat the chocolate then throw away the repeated Wizard Card. He felt his voice shift slowly and he attempted to recover.

“I didn’t know you enjoyed quick service Charla,” Orsino pointed out. His voice rather bitter. He bit down on his lip staring towards the two before turning on his heel. He couldn’t look at that. The entire thing disgusted him, the way Gideon cupped her face, the way she was kissing him back. How dare he do that? How dare he…kiss his best friend. Orsi didn’t have any claim on Charla but he felt he should have. He felt that no way in hell would he ever be okay with Gideon having his way with Charla. The girl would be heartbroken, she would need someone to cry to, it would be him. Orsi shook his head, only shamed to call Charla his best friend, even he thought she had enough dignity to watch where she placed her lips. But perhaps, he was wrong. Orsi coughed turning on his heel to leave. “So unoriginal Crumb, just a marauder follower,” Orsi rolled his eyes. “Then again, even Potter learned to settle down,” Orsi flashed another picture, letting the two photos fall to the ground. He didn’t have to watch, her, or listen. “Have fun on your one night stand, Charla

[/s],” Orsi mumbled trying not to sound extremely disappointed.

TAGG: gideon&charla
WORDS: 597
LYRICS: FM STATIC-Definitely Maybe
OUTFIT:HEARTBROKEN ORSI<3
CREDIT: photobucket.com[/size][/blockquote]

[charla devonne madley]

Suddenly, a camera flash. Not just any ordinary camera flash. One that they both knew rather well. Charla pulled away from Gideon, who was glaring at Orsino in a fairly mischevious way. An almost smirk was growing on his face. Charla, on the other hand, looked incredibly embarrassed. She didn't want Orsino to see any of this. It was an act of desperation on her part, and Gideon was just being himself.

"Orsi," Gideon looked at him with those big, blue eyes and smiled softly, "every room I'm in is soon to be remodeled into a lover's room." He shrugged at the end of the statement, assuring its factual properties and looked back at Charla, who was nearly in tears. She wasn't an idiot. Was this Gideon's plan, all along? It must have been, or that smirk wouldn't have been dripping with success.

Charla's expression turned angry when OJ said she was looking for quick service. "How dare you-" She took a deep breath and stormed over to her best friend, "How dare you say that! Who do you think you are, some bloody-" she put air quotes around this part "-'heartbroken' musician who can say whatever in the world he wants? Newsflash, you don't have that kind of superiorty over me to say shit like that." Charla was never one to curse, yet here she was, letting it all out.

Gideon was cackling in the background, "Good job, Thruston!" He started clapping sarcastically and slowly as he got up from the bench. The claps got louder and faster as he approached the two Ravenclaws. "But, like she said. Why are you acting so heartbroken and torn? Your words have no right to be so dipped in venom like that." He raised his eyebrows at the boy and crossed his arms, "What's your damage, Mister Original?" His smirk faded into a cruel frown as he pulled Charla away from OJ.

The Gryffindor looked down at Charla and sniffled, "Does he know how badly you love him?" Charla looked down at the ground. Gideon raised his eyebrows and tilted her head up so she'd look at him, "I guess that's a no? Oh, dear, it's written all over your face!" He laughed and looked at Orsino, "Look at it this way, hotshot, I did you both a favor!" He smirked and held his head up high, "I'm like a miracle worker for the both of you! Turn of tables, eh?"

Charla side-punched him in the rib, "Shut up, Crumb." Gideon threw his hands up in defeat, but then he leaned down in Charla's ear and whispered, "You liked it." Charla's eyes were misting up. She was always one to overreact, and she couldn't handle any of this. Not even a second after realizing she was about to burst, she headed for the door. Gideon was two steps away from holding her back.

TAGGED||Orsi!
NOTES||
WORDS||515
OUTFIT||Gideon

[/color] & Charla[/color]
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS[/color][/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[orsino joel thruston]

'Cause he's a faker, so see you later
I wonder when you'll realize that she means a lot more to me...

[/font][/center]

Orsi’s fist tightened when Gideon replied that every room he had would be turned into a lovers room. It was ridiculous to think girls let him take advantage of them. Then again, there sat Charla, so willing to let him do whatever he pleased with her. It left a sick taste in his mouth, one that he would soon throw up if he didn’t run away fast enough. When he thought a bad situation couldn’t get any worse it did, Charla’s embarrassed face went from sad, to pure angst. Anger, something you never wanted to see cross Charla’s expression. Superiority? Oh, that’s what she thought he was trying to get across? She had another thing coming. Orsi could hear the cackling, it was like a hyena and he was the Zebra being devoured by king Mufassa. The git had set the whole thing up, weather he knew who was bound to come in, he had set it up. The worst part was Gideon decided to milk it, the dam git was going to milk it in front of his face. He belonged to that Marauder gang, maybe Orsi made a mistake about this band situation. What did he know? His family was right, maybe Thruston’s didn’t get along with other houses, or other people in the world.

Perhaps Ashkah and his thinking was so far off, maybe this had just made up his mind. His eyes narrowed when Gideon began to talk. He watched him pull Charla away from himself and towards Gideon. He was ready to pounce and mess Gideon up, maybe perhaps give him the face he deserved maybe he would stop messing up woman. Orsi gasped though the second Gideon mentioned what Charla was perhaps hiding from him. He swore his heart stopped for a moment, then it began breaking. Damit. Charla had liked him? He spent all that time trying to get her to like them, for her to throw Gwen in his face. It was like what girls did to get rid of something, how was he meant to take it? He couldn’t take it anymore Gideon had over stepped his boundaries. He was no longer a slime bag he was a ridiculous prick.

He watched Charla shift uncomfortably, and hit Gideon in the rubs. Orsi’s blood started boiling the second Gideon whispered something in his ear. Without thinking, his fist tightened and he threw it into Gideon’s face as hard as he could. It was like slamming the drumsticks in the final number. “Don’t fucking talk to me, you over pompous bastard,” Orsi was livid, and furious at the situation and what he just found out. It was his turn to go off. And clap about it. Orsi took a deep breath turning back to Charla. The real question was, was who did she think she was? Orsi bit down on his lip to prevent from losing his mind. He didn’t know whether to cry, beg, scream, or shout. “You…” Orsi started, his voice cracking for a second. He bit down on his lip again looking away from her. “You...loved me all that time?” Orsi began once more. “And yet, you shoved Gwen at me? And now, I’m sitting like her horrible lap dog, just waiting for her to give me the time of day?” Orsi shook his head.
“You…” Orsi couldn’t finish. His fist hurt anyways, he looked to his side, pulling out several Polaroid’s from the camera bag. They were his favorite pictures he had taken of Charla. He never had understood why he held onto them when he thought he was happy with Gwen, but he supposed it was because she never did come close to replacing Charla. He bent his head down, happy his hair covered most of his eyes because he swore he was going to lose it. He tossed the pictures of Charla on the ground, biting down on his lip.

“Heartbroken musician…no longer at your service,” Orsi replied pulling his camera from around his neck tossing it to Charla’s feet, following by one drumstick, the other he made sure he chuckled at Gideon as hard as he could. He shook his head eyeing Charla, tears evident in his eyes before quickly turning away and running out the door. He needed to escape and fast, perhaps he would find Sharlan and have her voodoo him out of the world. He couldn’t look at Gideon and Charla for a while. It hurt far to much.


TAGG: gideon&charla
WORDS: 746
LYRICS: FM STATIC-Definitely Maybe
OUTFIT:HEARTBROKEN ORSI<3
CREDIT: photobucket.com

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[charla devonne madley]

At Orsi's gasp, Gideon raised his eyebrows, "Aye! You didn't tell him!" The next thing he knew, there was a fist coming at his face. His face was throbbing, and he spat some blood to the side, but he just laughed calmly. This is what he meant to happen. As much as Gideon knew Orsi was going to hate him for it, he just wanted to get these two together. He'd seen how they looked at each other, and he wasn't one for patience.

Charla's heart was in her throat. She had tried to speak to Orsi, but not a single word came out of her mouth. It was like she was physically incapable to stand her ground. Why had OJ seemed so heartbroken? Did he love her back? At the throw of the pictures onto the ground, she took it as a yes. Tears were streaming down her face, uncontrollably, all through Orsi's breakdown. Gideon stayed in the back, now, just watching what all went down as he sat on the bench where the action happened, leaning back onto the keys like nothing had happened. For him, this was just another day in the life.

As she watched Orsino leave and Gideon yelp at the drumstick nailing him in the head pretty hard, Charla dropped to her knees, somehow gathering all of what Orsi had dropped through the sobs and gasps for air between them. Gideon threw his guitar over his shoulder, the strap grabbing him, and walked past Charla, dropping the other drumstick beside her and patting her on the head softly. He had a pretty bad black eye, now. He wasn't the devil, but most of his actions weren't pure. They had good intentions, though, when he put his mind to them.

Charla just glanced up at him, and then she flipped through all of the polaroids. There were so many of her, at random moments in her life that she would've loved to travel back to. She just needed the famous time-turner, but she knew there wasn't a way to get it. So, like any normal, brave person, she would have to face her problems. It was a good thing she wasn't a Gryffindor, because courage was something she didn't have a lot of.

Putting the drumsticks in her back pocket, and hanging the polaroid camera around her neck, Charla got up, polaroids in hand, and started to head back to the common room. He'd have to pass through there at some point in time, wouldn't he? Even if he hated her guts to the end of the earth and back, Charla still wanted him to have his camera. She knew how much it meant to him, along with playing the drums. She couldn't let him throw those things away just because he was upset with her. That wouldn't be very best-friend-like of her.

As she approached the common room, Charla weakly answered the question to get in and walked in. Wasn't this deja vu? There he was, and here she was, shocked as ever. She was just crying this time, like she had wanted to do the other time this happened. The tears had ceased a little on the stroll down to the Ravenclaw common room, even with the many people who stared at her while she did so. They didn't matter to her, plus she'd barely even noticed them. Now, the tears were threatening a nasty return.

TAGGED||Orsi!
NOTES||
WORDS||576
OUTFIT||Gideon

[/color] & Charla[/color]
LYRICS||YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL - JAMES BLUNT
CREDIT||RORA @ HOS[/color][/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[orsino joel thruston]

occ:: Jami, are we going to continue in this thread? or switch scenes in the actual Ravenclaw thread???

[charla devonne madley]

OOC: whichever would be more convenient for you. it's cool either way.