JustLikeDejaVu}{MeStandingHereWithYou

[Terence Landon Wittney]

"Jeez' Vikki, James... as a chick. That'd be some scary shit. And diffidently the centaur. I mean who wouldn't want a lady that can give her rides everywhere!" A crease in his forehead produced the assumption that Terry was having a hard time coming up with a question for Vikki. There were plenty of questions that ran through his mind but one lingered in particular. He debated weather or not it'd be a good thing to ask her. Terence Wittney was normally a straight forward person, besides she sarcastic remarks and comments. It was just too good to pass up. Especially the way she would take it.... an invite, a insult, or the dreaded confusion...
"My dear, would you rather get hit with a hex from Lily or a kiss from me?" Grinning wildly he traced her expression soaking in every difference. What would she pick....?

[Victoire Weasley]

Victoire smiled, as Terence finished his question. She hoped he didn't take it wrong, but she a chuckle burst from her lips, and she tried to control her facial expression, which she utterly hoped didn't resemble a smirk.
She put a finger to her lips, as if she were in deep thought, and plopped herself down on a dusty chair, which gave a shudder as if it were about to break under her. She ignored the protesting furniture, and opened her mouth to speak.
"I gotta say..."
Lily was quite the hexer, but Terry was so...Terry.
"Lily's quite the demon, so probably kiss you" She hoped he didn't take it was an invitation, and stared at him. "But, if you try it, I'll punch you" She said, in a dead, monotone that to her ears sounded quite hilarious. She bit her bottom lip, trying to keep the giggles inside, but eventually, she lost, and the sound of her laughter filled the room, drowning out the sound of the falling drops of water, outside.

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[Terence Landon Wittney]

"Well then!" Pretending to look aghast, Terence took the hint. He wasn't an option. Most of the time he was joking around. Serious at times, but he wasn't quite the-kiss you and never let you go type.... Teddy or Zane maybe, Terence, uh no. " Would you rather my dear, get together with a family member-" Terry stopped himself unable to go on a picture of James and Vikki drinking, sentiment "mistakes" happening. Clearing the air of his laughter he finished chuckling between his words. " Like James or get together with Kia. Dirty, I think not. Both hilarious."

[Victoire Weasley]

Victoire shuddered. You're so weird, Terry. She said, tossing the bottle of booze, twirling it in midair, and then catching it, with the agility and speed of a chaser. "I don't even wanna go there, and if you ever tell anyone this, I swear to gawd, you'll wake up a girl, but probably James. Ya know, he's at least a guy and all."
She hummed to herself I Would Trust Her from her favorite muggle musical, The Pajama Game while she thought to herself. He needed something hard. And yet, she was running blank. Sos he spouted the first thing she thought of.
"Make out session with Zane or Scorpius?" She asked, snickering. The gay fest would continue. "Or, third option. Go on a date with Nikita....and Lottie?"

[Terence Landon Wittney]

Terry smiled thinking about the two Slytherins, both slightly terriflying. "Nikita. Charlotte would kill me if I did something wrong, I might have a chance to live with Niki. Make out fests are not my par-ty. Escpecially with either of them..." The questions became less ridgid and more lighthearted. Air between them wasn't so stale or cold, but instead filled with light banter and a spark of happiness. "Vikki, would you rather..... get hit by a bludger and pass out not remembering who you are for the next six weeks or stop talking for a week?"

[Victoire Weasley]

"Eww, that's a hard one, ya know. Being forgetful would be kinda... lousy, but I can't not talk. I bet you know that. And bludgers hurt, but you know that." She smiled again, thinking about her choices. Her blues eyes scanned her 'opponent' for any kind of tell-tale sign that he would be able to twist her words. "I think it depends. Who hit me with the bludger, because that would affect my decision. But if it was a Slytherein or Ravenclaw, I'd wanna know who I was so I could beat the crap out of them, even if I couldn't tell them exactly why I was doing so. I'd just drag someone, maybe Rose or Lils, and make them explain everything"
She snickered.
"Would you, Terence Wittney, rather be a girl, with all the problems and drama that entails, for an entire year, or be forcibly chained to Kianthra Lestrange for the next sixth months?" Her grin widened as she thought of the choices her mind had produced, seemingly out of the blue. It also amused her that their Would you rathers revolved mostly around Slythereins. If only the teachers hated the terrorists this much.

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[Terence Landon Wittney]

"Bloody hell! I rather be chained to that Slytherin! A girl? Emotional baggage and all that goody-good stuff. Rather stab my eyes out with pins." Pausing in thought Terry smiled thinking of himself portrayed as a girl. With, breasts and all.... do they itch? He shook the thoughts from his head trying to produce a question to ask. "Would you rather die painfully for someone you love or have them die painlessly?" Nodding to confirm the hesitation lingering in his words. "A depressing note.."