Just wanna be alone(Ellie)

[Crispin Drew]

Crispin was a peaceful fellow, a very peaceful fellow who just hated fights for some reason. Actually just the thought of him self in a fight made him a tad uneasy, as he got queazy at the sight of blood and he honored peace before all else. He hated when Slytherins happened to decide to pick fights with him, as even though he was handy with a wand he didn't like dueling. He was a peace maker and would always be that way.

So when some no good Slytherins decided to bother him he went to the one place he knew he could actually be alone. He went straight to the Room Of Requirement, he went there a lot just when he needed to actually think. He seemed to actually think a lot lately since there was always something on his mind, no matter what it seemed to be. Sometimes it was just a random as he is, like right now for example.

Right now he had pickles on the brain, and he was thinking of what he needed the most when he got to the ROR. Right now, it so was a room of total awesomeness. Just a room with every thing he liked, which seemed to be a lot. Looking at the wall where the ROR lies he paced thinking, "come one give me a room filled with things I love". The door then appeared and Crispin grinned, "yay door to happy Crispin"he said to his self pushing the door open.

The room was clean, was a small shelf of book he read, a purple couch, and it was just perfect. Cris just stood there for a second playing with his necklace before sitting on the floor in his moccasins humming Happy to his self.

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[Ellie Rayne]

<sub>Ellie, on the other hand, was a different sort of girl. She enjoyed picking fights with the older Slytherins who really deserved a good thwack in the face. Most of the times, she found herself wrestling with brawny seventh year guys, who couldn't find an outlet for their anger other than physical violence. Much less often, she would anger the girls, in which case, she would get into a bitch fight. And she had a habit of winning.

Fighting was definitely what her and a certain Nikita Snape had done two nights before in the Trophy Room, after hours. That particular snake had a terrible temper, and had practically launched herself at Ellie the moment the younger Gryffie had opened her mouth. It made the lion laugh, to see the girl so distraught over a few chains of words. Hell, it was just words. But words could hurt people just as much as weapons could. However, Ellie never really aimed to hurt the Slytherins that she provoked. No, she really only irritated them into fighting with her so she could beat some sense into them. And they were only ever ones that deserved it. Snape? Well, she'd had it coming.

Loping down the corridor with her strange, zesty kind of walk of hers, Ellie hummed off-key to herself, pipe sticking jauntily out of her mouth, the black eye she'd recieved in her latest fight on proud display. The pipe wasn't lit, but she was heading towards the Room of Requirement right about now so she could light the thing up. The craving for a good smoke of pipe tobacco was eating at her insides like a monster.

But as she turned the corner, it seemed that the room was already in use. She knocked amiably on the door before pulling it open and stepping inside. The first thing she did when inside was to light up her pipe with the lighter out of her pocket, before turning to look at whomever was inside. And it just so happened to be Crispin, perhaps one of her closest friends in this school of craziness that was Hogwarts. "Cris!" she exclaimed, going over to sit cross-legged by him. "Bloody lovely to see you, dear."</sub>

[Crispin Drew]

Cris happened to hate the fact that Ellie fought so much, not that she fought really but the fact that she got hurt in some way when she fought. The 6th year cared about his friend, like he did all of his friends. It was just the way he was to be honest, he was a very caring person which was one of the reasons he was sorted into Hufflepuff house back in his first year. Sure he was a tad of a rebel Hufflepuff but he was a Hufflepuff none the less and he lived up to his Hufflepuff name when ever he could.

He also didn't enjoy the fact she smoked, it made his lungs burn when he had to smell it and he longed for the taste of a drug again. That's right Crispin Drew use to do drugs, but his were a tad worse than pipe tobacco. Crispin use to do pot, but that was all in the past. He's been clean for almost three months now, after doing the drug for over three years. So who was he to talk really, but he was trying hard to not go back to his old ways. Killing his self slowly each day, with his addiction.

Looking up when he heard his name he grinned at Ellie shaking his head slightly when he saw her black eye, "goshies Ellie what'd you do ta your self. Get in a fight yet again" he said as if it was almost an every day thing. "Oh and I'm all good, like totally all good for sure" he said chewing on his necklace the end half of the peace sign hanging out of his mouth. "Time ten million bajillion"he added, Cris was just known for his randomness. People suspected nothing less but that from him, "uh you know I have pickles on the brain. Pickles and other things actually, gosh I love pickles" he said in a total trance right now.

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[Ellie Rayne]

<sub>Ellie knew her friend hated her fighting. But she really couldn't help it. It was an instinct, to get people mad. Almost like a game, of trying to see if she could push them just enough to get them to hit her. No, she never started the fights by herself. It always gave her a way to get out of it afterwards. Quite smart, you've gotta give her that.

And she'd known also that Crispin didn't like her smoking. She knew it made him think of the drugs that he'd done not so long ago. Ellie herself had helped him quit. She didn't believe in drugs, as they were much more of a hassle to get, not to mention being illegal, as well as being monumentally dangerous. Ellie, on the other hand, knew she was dying to begin with. Everyone was. So what was the problem with speeding it up a tad?

"Yuppers, that's pretty much all I do all bloody day," she answered, laughing, her grin showing the deep dimple in her cheek, "Fighting, then some fighting, and after a break to fight someone, I'll get into a fight."

She liked Crispin, simply because of his randomness. He wasn't like everyone else. Well, no one was like everyone else, but at least he didn't try to be something he wasn't. Which she found to be very appealing when choosing out friends. Beside, when Louis wasn't around, he made a pretty top-notch decoy.

"That's disgusting love," she muttered, pulling the necklace out of his mouth before pointing a finger at him, "And VERY unsanitary." At that she laughed, before nodding her head and muttering, "Y'know pickles don't sound too bad at the moment."</sub>

[Crispin Drew]

Crispin being the peace-maker he is, he hated all types of fighting between people and couldn't last a single second in a fight against someone. If he was in a fight he'd probably get hurt or worse, he would maybe just get his self killed. That was the last thing he needed, to be dead at the age of sixteen with all the people dying lately. It just made Hogwarts all the less safe pretty much, and Crispin just hated all of this fighting between everyone. Though it was the way things were meant to be, with out all the fighting between students Hogwarts would just not be the same.

When Crispin did pot, he did it almost daily getting his self high and totally out of it and when that happened he just wasn't his self and had no idea what he was actually doing. He was slowly just killing his self and he finally came to his senses and he quit, and he just hoped he wouldn't go bsck to his old ways any time soon. "Gosh golly Ellie, if you fought all day long there wouldn't be any one safe in this whole intire school. Not even I'd be safe Ellie and we all know how I'd do in a fight against anyone pretty much, not so good. I'd get my butt kicked all the way to the moon. Which though I would love to go to the moon it'd be bad, cause I would not be able to breath.

Maybe to like Peru or something still on earth would be good though"he said when Ellie pulled his necklace from his mouth causing him to frown, "but hey it's clean"he said looking at her with a grin. I cleaned it and not with pickle or pumpkin juice this time" he added nodding his head. He was sometimes really really dumb, and he did some really dumb things. "I really wish I had pickles" he said.

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[Ellie Rayne]

<sub>Ellie brushed back a hair and accidentally brushed her black eye, making herself wince with displeasure. She knew she sounded a bit soft, but the thing bloody hurt, and she wasn't about to pretend any different. In fact, she wasn't into pretending at all. She never pretended. Ever. She wasn't good at it. And it was a shitty thing to do. To pretend in front of your friends.

"You've got that right," she answered her friend, grinning at him, her pearly white chompers showing. "But I'd never fight you, Cris. You're not much of a challenge after all." It was said with a light tone in her voice. A joke if anything. Besides, Ellie didn't like insulting her friends. She knew Crispin was a peaceful boy, and he valued that. But she wasn't and she hated peace, because it meant the cruel people were getting a freebie into a nice life. And that was injust. So she comprimised and figured she's simply joke with him about it.

The girl made a face. "Jesus, Cris, that's disgusting," she told him at the mention of cleaning his necklace in pickle and pumpkin juice. "What'd you actually clean it in? Your own piss?" She snorted before making a puking motion. "Honestly, Cris, you're probably the strangest person I know. Which is, in fact, a good thing. Coming from me at least. Dunno about the rest of the jackasses that go to this school. But from me? Top-notch, lovely."</sub>