what happens at hogwarts [ bxb pafp semi adv ] stays at hogwarts

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Dakota walked into the building and chose a booth near the window, simply because he had always preferred booths at any restaurant. "That sounds fun. I'd rather go to that then all the parties my parents throw. You're lucky you have a sibling though. All of my relatives are either old or, like, four. The only fun thing to do is sneak out in the middle of the night and drive my dad's motorcycle. And then, you know, I get yelled at when I come home at three in the morning, but it's all worth it," he said with a grin. "If we do meet up over break, you should come with me. Unless you don't like motorcycles or something." Dakota paused when a waitress asked them what they wanted, ordering a butterbeer and a simple club sandwich. "How old are your cousins and your brother?" he asked once she left.

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[b]"I ride a broom fifty feet in the air every week for fun. I think I can handle a motorcycle." He countered, though pausing as the waitress showed up. He just ordered a butterbeer, having actually eaten breakfast unlike Dakota. "My cousins are just south of being a year younger then us, and my brother is a fourth year." He shrugged. His brother had ended up in Gryffindor, so Noah wouldn't be surprised if Dakota had met him before. "My cousins, my aunt and my dad are muggles but they didn't know what quidditch was. Last year my brother and I were out in a field practicing, and they freaked when they saw us." He smiled slightly. They knew about the wizarding world, but they had freak out at seeing the boys fifty feet in the air, occasionally handing upside down from the brooms to catch the football (soccar) ball they were using to practice. Noah said a quiet thank you as the waitress showed up with their butterbeers and Dakota's sandwich. "My mom called them idiots, because she's a witch, and she doesn't see the big deal with it."

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Dakota chuckled at the story, inwardly thinking Noah's mother sounded similar to him. He could think of a few times where he'd been at the end of one of Noah's insults, well, 'idiotic moose' to be precise. "You're so lucky. If we have guests, which we usually do, my parents will freak if I say anything about magic. God forbid I ask them if I can go play quidditch in our yard. But it's only for like a couple of weeks, so it's not unbearable. Just don't be surprised if you hear me tapping on your window for you to let me in over the break. Being trapped with my relatives for long periods of time isn't really something I'm fond of," the blond said with a light laugh. A lot of times he could sneak out, either alone or with the help of Levi, and depending on his mood he could end up at some abandoned park or a room at a college party. Hopefully he would be able to add Noah's house to that list, or at least manage to drag the other out with him.

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[b]"My aunt found out when I was a kid and weird crap would happen. They finally had to tell her, and since they live in the same town as us and used to baby sit my brother and I, they just ended up telling my cousins too." He shrugged, sipping from his butterbeer. Noah smiled at the mention of finding Dakota tapping at his window, huffing. "Feel free to stop by, I don't mind harboring a fugitive from his parents." He shrugged, a smile on his mouth as he teased the other blond. Noah looked down at the glass on the table, running his thumb against it in an attempt to keep his hands busy. "What do you plan on doing over break, other then tap on my window?"

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Dakota ate as the other spoke, already halfway done with his sandwich. He hadn't been lying when he'd said he was hungry. He shrugged at the question, never really planning anything for winter break. Usually it was just last-minute decisions to go wreak havoc somewhere. "Not sure. I mean, I'll have to go to most of my parents' Christmas parties so they can tell their neighbors how I've grown during my time at 'boarding school'. Honestly, you'd think I was a different person if you saw me all dressed up for those things. Levi will probably drop by and god knows what we'll do once we get away from our parents. And, you know, write poetry about my unrequited love," he added dramatically as a joke. He was actually kind of terrible at poetry. "What about you?"

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[b]"I wouldn't mind seeing pictures of that now that you meantion it." he teased before answering the question, continuing to look down at the table surface. "I don't know. Probably strangling my cousins, the later running from them when they try to shove me in the lake again. Pretty much the same thing I do every year." he shrugged, smiling weakly when he glanced up for a second. He knew it was probably the most uneventful Christmas possible, and Noah would probably end up hiding in his room through half of the Christmas party when he got tired of being the wallflower at the side of the room. "Was there ever a Christmas party your parents threw that you actually enjoyed?" Noah asked, curious to if Dakota had always disliked the parties he was forced into, or it maybe they used to be different and he liked them then.

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Dakota finished the rest of his sandwich, taking a sip of his drink before answering. "I guess they were more fun when I was younger just cause I could get away with running around and avoiding the adults. I mean, they're not all bad. The food is good and everyone compliments me. It just gets old and boring after a while. I can only pretend to be a 'well-behaved and studious young man' for so long," he joked. The waitress came and took his plate, Dakota thanking her and then turning back to Noah. "Well, I'm ready whenever. Honestly I almost forgot what we came to hogsmeade for, with you distracting me and all," the blond admitted with a laugh.

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[b]"I'd like to see you try and act like a civilized young man." He mumbled quietly, smirking at the thought of Dakota walking around in a suit like a proper English man. It was both hilarious and carnal. Noah untwisted his legs from around each other to stand up, smiling at the comment he heard. "Well, we both know you've just been staring at my butt this whole time." He stated, biting down on his lip with his canines. "Then again for all i know, your crushing on me. Of course I won't know because you won't give me any good hints." He pouted, though he didn't seriously mean what he said about Dakota possibly liking him. At least he'd told Dakota the house, year and hair color. Noah just had adjectives to work with, half of which were pretty much just synonyms.

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Dakota stood, leaving money on the table because he'd never really planned on letting Noah pay for the meal, especially since he had dragged him out here in the first place. "Hey, for your information I can be very gentlemanly when I want to be," he countered, and as if to emphasize his point he held the door open so the other could walk out first. "And who said I was staring at you? I was just admiring the wall behind you," the blond said, trying to joke but starting to worry if Noah was actually catching on. The following comment hadn't been much help to calm his nerves either. "Ha, sorry, but I refuse to give hints. God forbid you actually find out who it is," Dakota replied, only half joking at this point.

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Noah pouted, looking over at the blond. [b]"You know, I could always just ask Levi, he probably knows. Then again he knows who I like so that might backfire..." He frowned, trailing off. Where was that sneaky bastard when he was needed? He wouldn't expect trying to get the answer out of the slytherin to be easy, if at all possible. And it wouldn't surprise him if Levi planned on telling Dakota sometime soon about Noah having a crush on him. Noah suddenly frowned, remembering when he'd been cornered by Levi. "When do you get to play quidditch again? I don't think I've ever really seen you play." Noah hadn't attended most of the games over the past years, and when he did he never particularly followed anyone's movements over the field. He knew he'd probably seen Dakota in the air a few times before, but he had no idea if the other blond was very good or not.

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Dakota narrowed his eyes at the mention of Levi, and the fact that the slytherin of all people actually knew who Noah liked and he didn't. "Hold on a sec, why does Levi know who you like? You guys don't even like each other. I definitely thought we were on better terms than you and Levi, so why does he get to know and I don't?" he protested, not seeing the fairness of it all. Not that he was too horribly offended, he just liked to give Noah a hard time honestly. The blond perked up, however, when quidditch came into the conversation. "I played all the first three years I've been at hogwarts. I didn't get to play fourth year because I kinda got into some trouble, so the headmaster suspended me from playing. Fourth year wasn't my best year," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck, slightly embarrassed. "And I only played a few games fifth year, because of my grades. Same with now. I've only played in one game all year because of my grades. Since we're so close to graduating the professors want me to focus more on school than quidditch," Dakota explained.

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Levi is going to be questioned later, isn't he?

The blond shrugged, glancing down awkwardly. [b]"He noticed and he commented about it. Appearently my reaction gave me away." He mumbled, not mentioning that Levi had also threatened him during the same encounter. He frowned slightly at the explanation about quidditch he received. "I suppose I have to find out what happened in fourth year. It sounds amusing. I guess I'm also gonna have to help you with your grades more, otherwise I'm never gonna get to see if your worth the trouble of knocking off a broom." He stated, his smile givign away the fact that he was only teasing the other male. He honestly thought he'd be too busy flying to pay much attention to Dakota if they were ever in a game together. Not that he wouldn't take a moment to taunt the other male whenever he could. That was half the fun of being friends. "Have your parents ever seen you play? Sam lives with adoptive muggle parents and for a couple of years he didn't get to play because they were worried he'd fall off his broom."

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yep

Dakota raised his eyebrows but said nothing, already planning on how to best corner Levi into telling him what he knew. He shook his head at Noah's curiosity about his fourth year. "It wasn't that bad, really. The headmaster just overreacted," he claimed in an attempt to defend himself. "But so far it's been working. The tutoring, I mean. I don't get zeroes for homework grades at least, so that's progress." There was no denying the surprised looks he was receiving from teachers whenever he actually turned an assignment in on time, and while he still needed some work when it came to testing his grades really were steadily improving. "I'll probably be able to play soon, so you'll see then," the blond said with a grin. He shrugged in response to Noah's question. "My parents haven't seen me play before, but they know I do. They don't really mind though, as long as it stays in hogwarts and not our backyard. And, you know, as long as I get my grades together. After all, my mom's the one that set up the whole tutoring thing."

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[b]"So I have her to blame. I tried to refuse tutoring you and the next day I got a damn howler back from my mom saying she'd promised I would. Zoey and Sam didn't drop it for a week, and that was only after I turned their pumpkin juice into pudding one night as revenge." He snorted, seeming half annoyed and half amused by the memory. Seeing the seventh years freak when they tried to drink their juice and it turned out to be chocolate pudding was rather amusing. He slowed down as the got to the joke shop, eyeballing it curiously. He'd never been one for using the shop's goods, rather using his own magic to play jokes on people. Noah had visited once or twice with some of the quidditch team, but typically he didn't make attempts to stop by. "What were you thinking of using to get back on Lisa? There's gotta be a thousand different things in here that you could use." He opened the door, stepping in ahead of Dakota even though he kept the door held open for the other teenager. It was loud in the joke shop and it set Noah on edge some, like anything he walked past might explode - which it could.

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A smirk formed on Dakota's lips as he figured Noah getting a howler. "Hold up, what do you mean blame? Because of her you have an attractive new friend," he pointed out with a grin, throwing a casual arm over the other boy's shoulders. "And I'm actually in your year, too," Dakota added. He removed his arm as he walked into the store, having been there plenty of times but always amused at the trinkets they had. He and Levi (and sometimes Alec if they convinced him) usually bought tons of stuff from the shop, whether it be potions or explosions or other things to use against Emma and her band of friends, mainly. "Hmm, I haven't actually planned anything out yet. It was kind of a decision I made out of anger," the blond admitted. "But something with explosives is always nice. Or something to mess up that pretty hair of hers," he said with a shrug.

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[b]"Who ever said you were attractive?" He asked, his tone just above a mumble, not that Dakota was anything but. Noah couldn't help but roll his eyes at hearing what the other blond said. "Your planning is impeccable." He stated sarcastically, gently poking Dakota's side when he slipped past him. He walked past a bin of what looked like sand. Frowning, he scooped some up in his hand, wondering why it was in the joke shop. When he ran his fingers over the grains, it was a chain reaction starting with a spark. An explosion of dark blue smoke came with it, like the friction had caused a reaction. Noah yelled in surprised, jumping back from the explosion of smoke. He stepped back enough that he ran into Dakota, his front now caked with power from the blue smoke. it had even colored part of his hair.

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Dakota shrugged, unable to deny that his planning skills could use some improvement. He'd been walking around the store, a little ways away from Noah, when he heard the sound of the explosions. It wasn't a rare sound to hear and at first he just figured some unlucky person had messed with one of the items, but when he heard Noah yell out in surprise and suddenly felt a body run into him he realized that the ravenclaw had been said unlucky fellow. "Uh, you okay?" he asked before getting a good look at the other. When he did, he couldn't contain his laughter, trying to hide his amusement with his hand. "Aww, look at you, you're like an adorable little smurf," he exclaimed, inspecting a strand of Noah's hair and shaking off some of the blue powder that had ended up on his fingers. Most of the other customers weren't bothered, used to this sort of issue, so at least there wasn't too much attention drawn to the boys.

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Noah swatted the blond's hand away, trying to keep himself from smiling at his own embarrassment. [b]"Shut up, otherwise I'm going to turn you blue too." He threatened, pulling his sweater off to use it to wipe the power form his face and out of his hair. Noah was wearing a thin white t-shirt under his sweater, and it was thin enough that it was partly see through if someone looked closely enough. Noah quickly pulled his sweater back on, his hair still streaked blue. "You know, that powder might be good to use on Lisa. I'm sure it would be fun to see her reaction."

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"I could probably pull it off," Dakota replied with a dismissive wave of his hand. Honestly, the boy was too cocky for his own good. He tapped a finger on his chin as he looked at Noah, mainly at his hair. "I don't know how I feel about it on you though. Then again, the blue streak kinda makes you look more edgy. Smurfs aren't supposed to be edgy," he joked before walking over to the area that had the powder safely stored in boxes. "Yeah, Lisa would probably hate this stuff, especially if it got on her when she's all decked out in makeup and curled hair," Dakota mused. "I wonder who'd make a cuter smurf, you or Lisa," he added as an afterthought, grabbing a box of the powder to eventually see for himself, though he already knew who would win hands down. Not that he'd say it aloud.

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[b]"Maybe I'll keep it." He shrugged innocently, though his mother would kill him before she let him dye his hair. He watched as Dakota got a box of it in hand, something good coming out of Noah staining himself blue. His eyes perked up at the second smurf comment, pretending to be offended by it. "Don't act like you don't already know the answer to that." He smiled, following after the blond through the store, unsure if they were looking for anything else or headed to the counter. He resisted touching anything else though, not wanting to fry his eyebrows off. Noah ran his tongue over his bottom lip, regretting it when he found there was still some of the power there. "You could just have her lick that stuff. Jeez, it's disgusting!"