[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

[fulllifeconsequences]

Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:



The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.

The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.

Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.

Comments

[theothermrgray]

What, you think you can logic your way out of an angry mob or something?

[Logic can't save you from overly emotional masses or non-sapient beasts, Dipper.]

You mean Stan? I thought you were more fond of the other one, with him being a prefect and all.

[krmvgivv]

Are you kidding? Those are the easiest to logic my way out of. [Or trick. Mislead. Outthink.]

You... do realize I can like more than one relative, right?

[theothermrgray]

That's not logic. It's being manipulative. We both know this.

Yes, I'm just saying you liked Ford more.

[krmvgivv]

When they're trying to kill you, it's logical.

[He's a Ravenclaw. He doesn't manipulate. He logics.]

Again, doesn't mean I don't like Stan, and doesn't mean I can't visit Stan. There's stuff that's better to talk to him about than Stan.

[theothermrgray]

[Sigh.] Fair point.

And understandable. We all have things we would rather not tell everyone.

Like meanderings into the forbidden areas of the castle.

And crushes, for instance.

[krmvgivv]

And amazingly, you're nowhere near the list of people I'd tell about either of those things.

[theothermrgray]

[It pays to listen to gossip]

I have seen you in that section before, and you do a lousy job of hiding it...

[Then Dorian gets an idea. A horribly wonderful idea.]

You know, if you need help winning anyone's heart, you can ask me. I happen to be something of an expert at this sort of thing.

[krmvgivv]

[Dipper just slowly raises an eyebrow. He trusts Dorian about as far as he can throw him, and considering Dipper's noodle arms? That's not very far at all.] Yeah. I don't think so.

[theothermrgray]

Are you sure? I know how to make things a little less awkward for you.

[And him, but he's not going to tell you that.]

[krmvgivv]

You know Ravenclaws are renowned for not being stupid, right? And if I follow the logic, it tells me that someone who keeps making fun of me and being a jerk probably isn't gonna make things less awkward.

[theothermrgray]

Oh, don't try to fool me, Dipper. I've seen the way you act around Wendy.