Walkin' on air

Shaïlan was walking down Diagon Alley, mumbling and siiiiiiiiiiiingin' in the raaaaaaain ~~I'm haaappy agaaain~~ , thinking about what he could buy using money he had stolen Cool

. The day had well begun, and the lucky(luke) man was now looking at Knockturn Alley, which was in a deeep freaking dark. Brr. Cold. The thief chose not to go there, there was a lot of fun to have in Diagon Alley, while not having himself compromised in this Holy christ's dark avenue that was Knockturn's. Pupils to scary, students to annoy, adults to steal.. A lotta fun to have, well ! alien

One, two, three.. A hundred, a hundred and five, a hundred and fifty-twelve.. Woow ! More than a hundred beeeers jump evil

And the Leaky Cauldron wasn't so expensive for beers and alcohol, so.. "Rock'n roll man !". Shaïlan walked faster and faster, as the bar approched, but suddendly...

*Schblaaaam!* Fou

-What the heck... ?! Who did this ?!?! Shaïlan yelled using a small voice that could have belonged to a fifty-years-old girl...

Looking at the cause of the f*cking creepy noise, he shouted and smoke went out his nose and ears. Effectively, someone had just made a tonnel exploooode.. -__-' Stupid boy. Hakuna Matata, the boy just laughed at him, seeing him a bit scared ! Angry, Shaïlan walked to him, and made his big-evil-red-badguy eyes (like.. What the.. There's no smiley for it !), using his bad eyes, let's say so. The boy went out the road, crying, and Shaïlan walked again to his ooooh-so-goood beers...
A few seconds later, just while a began to think of how many beers he could drink in a minut, someone...

*SPLAAF !*

got right on hisself, making the two men fall in the.. Êrk, dirty dirt. The man that just hit Shaïlan wasn't so old, he seems better like a Hogward's student. *Omfhcg. (Oh-my-f*cking-holy-christ's-god, but Sssssh respect!

) *

-Hummm.. Excuse me but.. Could you please move outta here ? I'm going asphixiated...

A woman laughed at them nearby, and Shaïlan got exhausted. Could he simply HAVE his beers, one day ?! The young pupil didn't move out, and Shaïlan just got sticked, beneath him, waiting for his fellow to move, so that he could step out the dust...

And this woman couldn't stop laughing, once ?! Suspect

[Voilà voilà... J'espère que ça conviendra ><]
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An other day in the Diagon Alley … After a long moment into Flourish and Blotts, and about a hundred books bought, Mimmi decides to come back , but her look stopped on the new novel of Rowling, which had just gone out …she looked around her, but there was crowd ! If she did not take this book now, it would be possible that it is not available any more when she would come back that to make it??? Temptation was too strong …

After several minutes of intense cogitation, she took the book, gripping it in their arms, and basted up to the case in order to pay …

Breathless but finally face to the seller, she realize by herself that she had not looked at the price of this book … arf ^^

- another book Mimmi ? I ‘m going to make a fortune today!
Heuum, yes , I find ! It will make 29 galleons!

*A so small book for a so Costly book ?
check after all, it’s to relax ! *

She tightened the hand to silver the money, and it’s at this moment there that a deafening noise , resounded in all the store, followed nearly by swearwords !
Curious, she tightened the neck to look, for nothing, ‘cause theire too much people in front of her. Outside , what’s happening … ?

A second din! This time she had to see what took place !!
She made a long way among people to attend … a delicious stage, very funny too see !
And on this stage , a guy in a poor position …

Waaaah !!

What was thaaat ?! Fou

Someone shouted Stop ?! But why ?! Who did this ? Who did ? Don't lie, I shall not be merciful bruce lee

. Shaïlan's heart was now beating at AT LEAST three hundred beats/min, if it wasn't more. >.< Looking around to find the culprit who had freaked him to hell, the man tried again to stand out the dust, pushing the boy over him, that did not move a bit of his hell's corpse; without succeding, though. Couldn't any of these fellows move his ass to help him ? Like like.. like this person who shouted ! Suspect

Finally, while Shaïlan mumbled bloody-hell's-angels-what'sherface-bad names to the pupil that stand over his perfect body ( Cool

), someone walked towards him and dispatched people around them, so that he could stand up and clean himself from the duuuÊrkust that was pouring on his leather jacket.

What ?! Shocked

The laD that helped him was in fact a laSS ?! Oh me god.. What a shame

. A woman helped perfect-Shaïlichou stand out the dust ? Un-acc-cept-able. Helped by an inside-reproductive-organs buddy.. And all people saw that?! Nooo..
Although, Shaïlan's face kept being Cool

and

, so that his surprise remained invisible.

- Fine, thank ya. I guess those people needed a little laughing before goin' to work.

A little wink later, he continued, a little curiosity piercing out his voice:

- And, may I know the name of the person that rescued me from death and devil... ? titeuple

Well, she was kindda pretty, and clever, looking to the books she was holding in her arms. As a perfect gentleman, Shaïlan took the books in order to hold them himself, smiled ange

, and began to walk, beside this nice woman.

Where a woman stands, beers can wait.. Oh so well-known idiom Fou

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[Hj: Je préviens tout de suite, ne vous attendez pas à des romans xD]

This morning there, Neville n' had not really wanted to rise. It was to go, again, on the short cut to make some races there and did not feel sufficiently well to do it. Patient all the night, it had thus looked at, d' a dull eye, the rain which s' cut down on the landscape. It n' the choice did not have, at least not vis-a-vis this irascible old woman being used to him of grandmother and tutor. Even s' he admitted having benefitted from the events having them place with the ministry to better show itself by this one. When Augusta Londubat wished something, well in sorrow would be that which would try s' to oppose to it. Neville very often made the expenses in spite of him of them.

Arriving in front of l' entered of the tavern, Neville hid at once. It n' had not forgotten that the newspapers had spoken about him in the pages, affirming qu' it had taken part in the fight against the mangemorts s' being infiltrated with the ministry for the magic. Good d' agreement, it had taken part well in this operation, but it n' in withdrew any pride, just an immense feeling of shame. After all, it s' was made beat by this Lestrange qu' he hated so much.

"Ouch!"

He just, still, fall on the step ...
Just font of a couple of wizards that he didn't know yet ...

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Personne n'a jamais rien gagné dans la fuite
Il faut peut-être conserver en soi toutes ses peines et ses chagrins pour avoir la conviction de pouvoir survivre aux coups que porte la vie; peut-être, si l'on ne sait pas donner sa place à la souffrance dans son existence, se transforme-t-on en lâche
Points Gagnés: 79 points

A young man …and what a young man, a gentleman!
Mimmi felt ridiculous to have helped a person who would have can push back these kids with a simple gesture but he well seemed to take it, and with the class, and humour on top of that!!

Mimmi.. What a pretty name for a name woman such as this one.. Definitly, beers could wait a few more minutes. He wasn't running out of time, this day, there was no schoom and no boring stuff to do. And well, seeing the lack of people who seemed going to work this morning, he wasn't the only one being in vacation. Too bad..
When Mimmi Bachelard asked for his name, Shaïlan smiled such as and replied with politness and courteousness :

- I am named Shaïlan Ezechiel Koran, but you can call me Shaïlan, a bit shorter to say. niarkhÃ©hÃ©

They continued walking a few minutes, talking about rain and dogs, Mimmi's books hold by Shaïlan. He began to believe that nothing could happen this day; but...

Another *Ouch !* was yelled by someone unknown. Besides, Shaïlan didn't get scared, since he got afraid twice in the day, and passed trough it .
And well, in fact, he seemed not so interested in the lad that shouted "Outch", just as personns didn't care about him when he did fall.
But, being a sheep wasn't so glorious, and Mimmi seemed not to care to. Fudge, human beings were so.. no word for it.

Shaïlan turned back, looking around in order to find the dangerous lady.. Err, lady in danger, the same. Whatever, his eyebrows dropped when he reckognised the teen' about whom the newspapers talked a lot this days : Neville Longbottom. With the help of Mimmi, the man helped his Hogward's fellow stand up and clean hisself. ( Sooo nice of him, no ? )

- Needed a little help, Mister Longbottom ? That's not very careful of you to shopp in Diagon Alley these times, alone...

Waiting to see if Mimmi would speak again, he replied though :

- My name's ~~Bond, James Bond~~ Koran, Shaïlan Koran. Wanna walk a bit ?

Why was Mimmi not talking ? Suspect

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Obviously, Shaïlan took this "accident" with the better mood he can have, maybe just because the lout was Neville Longbottom, the famous student about whom all newspapers spoke …

Unfortunately for this dear Neville, Mimmi had not immediately recognized him when Shaïlan invited him to walk with them...

Why it was necessary, when everything went well with a young man (and not whatever, slim!), anything or anybody upset this happiness?
It was not chance but after all, it was an opportunity to speak with this other young man ...

(that less delightful and respectable and good-looking than precedent …)

Intertwining arms, she looked at Neville of top and at the bottom, downward, before speaking about a soft voice which surprised it …

-Shaïlan just says … walk in this street isn’t recommended

With a shiny smile on her face, she looked at him , then looked behind and around her …
And saw the curious look of other people...

-I think that it would be preferable to find someplace… a pub?
That would tell you to go to drink something hot?
It is raining cats and dogs, and furthermore it is better to come back!

She searched look a homey tavern but did not seem to find it…And Shaïlan ... ouuups, poor Marvel ! he still holds pounds ...

-hoo ! Shaïlan, thanks you for having help me.. Would you like I take this books once again?
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Hiboutez-moi si vous voulez un piti kit ^^
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[Hj: Désolé, ce topic ne me réussissant pas je quitte le navire ^^"]

Poor Neville, so awkwardly fallen with ground. Good, should be also said; it n' had not made attention with walk and s' face against ground was somewhat collapsed. Which humiliation, it s' in would never give… never.

“Sorry”

He told to the young woman who looked at it d' an eye of most interrogative. Neville was really not with ease in this kind of situation. It felt naked, scanned under all the seams, and could not what say moreover. But the humiliation did not stop there, since the two adults l' helped to be raised ( was'nt He able to do it all alone? o_O) and to clean his clothing. He thanked them for this gesture while remaining there, the swinging arms. What to say? Thank you?That was already made. What to make? Yes that to make, what Neville wondered which hesitated betweens' to flee while running or to try to discuss quietly. But, finally, it was the decency which Neville carried and, after a short movement of head to greet the two adults, it so took again his way like nothing had happened.
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Personne n'a jamais rien gagné dans la fuite
Il faut peut-être conserver en soi toutes ses peines et ses chagrins pour avoir la conviction de pouvoir survivre aux coups que porte la vie; peut-être, si l'on ne sait pas donner sa place à la souffrance dans son existence, se transforme-t-on en lâche
Points Gagnés: 79 points

Apparently, Neville Longbottom did not please himself in their company, therefore he left quicly, disappeared in the lots of people shopping in Diagon Alley. Perhaps was he ashamed of his fall, perharps there was something else that disturbed him.
Whatever. he decided to leave, he left. And was soon out of view.

Mimmi's question caught Shaïlan's attention. Someplace like.. A pub ? Shocked

Did she say PUB ? P-U-B Pub ? Very Happy

As in.. a lotta beers ? niarkhÃ©hÃ©

And in fact, she was in truth : it was effectivly raining cats and dogs for more than a dozen minutes, a rain poured on his leather jacket, leaving it dry. Although Shaïlan wasn't so disturbed by rain, Mimmi seemed to.
And, who could refuse to go with a pretty lady in a Pub, with beers, and alcohol and cigarettes, and... drunken

A perfect gentleman should obviously accompany a woman to a place, in order to keep her clothes and hair dry.

In fact, Shaïlan had forgotten he was holding books.. And of course, Books and rain wasn't a good mix.

- That's no problem, I could stille have hold them a lotta time, but rain will damage them if they remain under. I got a solution. Would you please hold these ?

With caution and attention, the man gave the books back to Mrs Bachelard. The second later, his jacket was off his body, protecting Mimmi's head and shoulders, and by the way, books she was holding.
Wasn't it nice of him ? Cool

Under the jackets he had took off, Shaïlan was wearing a black tee-shirt, near his body, drawing his muscles... Rolling Eyes

His arms remained uncovered, and rain hit skin without any noise.
And in fact, he did not care. Rain wasn't so cold. When he assured himself that rain couldn't damage Mimmi and the books, they walked again, to the Laky Cauldron. bom

They finally got in, and closed the wall in a small move of wand. Shaïlan took his jacket back and shook it to put off drops of rain. His own hair was wet, but he didn't care.

- This way, Milady...

And showed a empty table were they sat a few seconds later. perdu

Candles lighted up the scene, and there were a few people at the bar, chatting with each other without paying attention to them.

- faim!

So, what would you like to drink, Mimmi ? I'll pay.
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Undoubtedly, Neville was more than strange! Leave and content itself with a simple movement of head … Suspect

There remained only this nice Shaïlan and her on this street laid under a downpour, with all this people around them …

And although her streaming hair along his shoulders and on the forehead, did not allow him to differentiate surroundings, she can saw a devastating smile on the face of young man, happy to come back into a tavern, not because the rain can upset it.

Sudden, it put pounds between the arms of Mimmi, already crossed, and then encircled her shoulders of his jacket, a gesture which warmed up him to the heart! sunny

And thanks to the rain, this mana wather ,Mimmi can looks... no, admire the body of the nice shaïlan… would have ‘it already participated in a competition of wet T-shirt ?!?

And, always charming, he opened the door of the Laky Cauldron…

« - This way, Milady... »

greaaaaaat! Yeux

This pub was always so homey, even more in so delightful company …
Mimmi became established at the table, pointing out a band of loud wizards in the bar …

“- So, what would you like to drink, Mimmi ? I'll pay.”

To pay ? It was no way there!! bruce lee

If this man was really gallant, he will let she pay, after everything it is her which in had the idea of coming here, he belongs therefore to her to pay the bill !
But even if she knew his answer, she really tried …

-No way !
I invite You SO I pay …! You’re my guest!

With an angel smile, she put down several galleons on the table and encircling them with her hand still humid,
pushed them towards the young man, outbraving him of look, don’t try to contradict her !!

-And I shall take as you! drunken

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With Mimmi's new conviction, Shaïlan could possibly not argue. And in fact, he was couting on the fact that she would wanna pay for him. Of course, if she had not wanted, he would have paid, but.. That's money not wasted, money for beers ! Wasn't it beeeeautiful ?
While thinking about how many alcohol drinks it would save to let Mimmi pay their first one, Shaïlan replied :

- Well, lady's orders, I won't disobey.. Cool

When she continued by telling him she would want to take the same drink as he would, the man's eyebrows lifted up, and he laughed :

- Would you REALLY wanna take a couple of Firewhiskies.. ? Well, I guess yes. drunken

Apparently, she wanted, by looking to her lovely face that was animated by determination. A few rain drops were falling down her hair, giving her kind of a wild aura. With a cautionous and sweet gesture, Shaïlan's fingers took off rain in Mimmi's hair. In the same time, he whispered :

- Perfection must not be altered by any kind of weather attack...

In his mind, Shaïlan was laughing. Women were so easy to fall in love.. It would not take too much time for Mimmi to.
After a little silence, he yelled to the barman that was beginning to watch them with a bad face :

- So, that'll be two Firewhiskies, man ! Fou

Looking again to Mimmi, waiting for their drinks to come, he asked :

- So, Mimmi, what are you doing for a job ?

[ Beuah, excuse-moi, c'est court et j'ai mis du temps à répondre ><']
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It did not seem to oppose against idea that it is her which pays, what delighted Mimmi …
then he ordered a firewhisky , without implicating her capacity to swallow it... What evil was there to make good ?? Saïlan seemed to understand it, at least they were on the same length of wave !!

Mimmi wanted to smile at him when she smelt a finger to push back her humid fringe on her face, and which she heard Saïlan murmuring …

“perfection must not be altered by any kind of weather attack...”

She smelt the red to come to her in cheeks. But what did he make?
Mimmi postponed the head lightly but still smiled, even if she did not dare to look at him … No, it was not possible, and she want made everything so that this day remains a banal day. A silence became established, and the young woman did not raise eyes until Saïlan orders drink …

-So, that'll be two Firewhiskies, man !

Mimmi smelt his look, and she decided to forget this incident and to make as though nothing had taken place …

- So, Mimmi, what are you doing for a job ?

She began to answer, but the waiter arrived with firewhiskeys
He put them brutally on the table but did not leave …
Mimmi threw him an embarrassed glance, and finally he left towards the bar of his lame speed. The young lady drank a mouthful of this breuvage, felt her body warming itself, before speaking slowly.

-I am a professor of magic care in the UMA … And you?

Finally…a normal conversation ^^
Mimmi leaned to the file of the chair, she removed her coat and put it on the table, then taken out her baguette of her pocket to dry all the clothes of a small spell. She took advantage of it to tie up her hair. Finally she rested the glance on the young man.

[HJ:mouais ... un peu d'animation serait bien, non ?? à toi l'honneur XD ]
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Loudly, the barman finally arrived with their drinks. He was wearing dirty suits, shorts that should have been white, and up his big stomach, a filthy shirt was tightened. Yûck Yûck.. Hopefully, he didn't start any kind of conversation, staying by them in silence.
Finally, Mimmi made him leave with look, and they were alooone..
Thinking about how Shaïlan could get favours from Mimmi Bachelard, he admirated silently colors of his Firewhisky. Orange, bloody red, half-grey smoke.. Beeeautiful.

.. What.. ?! She was working at AMU ?! At the Advanced Magic University ? She was.. HIS teacher ? ! Oh me god..

All hopes for some good.. good moments vanished. She was a teacher, she would later be his teacher, he shall have to listen to her lessons. Êrk.
Suddendly, Mimmi appeared as someone he could not touch anymore, someone he should never expect to be near of. Merlin's beard he was unlucky this day ! -.-

- AMU's teacher.. Really ? You know what ?

And he stopped, bent over the table, in order not to be heard by anyone else. With confidence's tone, he whispered :

- You'll be me teacher, Mimmi Bachelard. I'm first grade student at AMU.

She seemed surprised, and Shaïlan took advantage of her surprise to pick up HER drink, with an angel's face. Taking some mouthfuls of Firewhisky, his smile was moquing nicely. Then he gave back her alcohol to Mimmi, and took from his jacket's pocket a pack of cigarettes.

- Well, I guess teachers do not smoke.. Very Happy

And lighted one in a small silent incantation. A moment later, he spit rounds of smoke, and replied :

- I wasn't expecting having sort of a date with one of my future teachers, but.. I does not bother me. If you find it strange, or unnaceptable, you should just leave. Except if you wanna stay with me.. drunken

Behind them, people stood up from their chairs. Sounded like a fight..
Fight ? As in Fi-ght ?
No. Later. When he'll have muuch more alcohol in his blood to afford a fight with honor.

- Do those fellows behind disturb you, Mrs Bachelard ?
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-You'll be me teacher, Mimmi Bachelard. I'm first grade student at AMU.

NOoOoOo ! It was impossible! He appeared of the same age as she, as a man who would work can be in the ministry, as a man! As the perfect person … In this total confusion, Mimmi noticed only little that Saïlan took her beer. She resumed, took back her spirit, after all it was not so dramatic, and everybody few to take itself in the "trap" … This Young man sight completely … Holds…likes, he smokes … !

-Well, I guess teachers do not smoke…

He lights his cigarette, then continued on the same tone, so cracking …

-I wasn't expecting having sort of a date with one of my future teachers, but.. I does not bother me. If you find it strange, or unnaceptable, you should just leave. Except if you wanna stay with me..

He well seemed to take it but he looked for an answer ... indeed, he was going to have one of it!
Without thinking about what she said, Mimmi tell to Saïlan:

-First, Guy , you imagine badly …'cause I smoke!

She looooves Hell's paradise ... And whith a light blow of baguette (that she always had in the hand since she had dried her clothes), she attracted towards her the package of cigarette, then took out one of it, and light it in his turn .Then, of a glance which challenges any competition, she continued on the thrown …

-Then, I did not either imagine a meeting with one of my pupils … I do not think whether it’s in the logic of things, certainly, but I make fun of it! It doesn’t matter if other people don’t think that!!
That things became clear, yes... ok, I find you charming and I have no intension to leave this table before you!

She drank little of whiskey which stayed, and it is then that a fight began to burst …

-Do those fellows behind disturb you, Mrs Bachelard ?

AAARG! But it is not true!!
Of anger, she move above the table, took the young man by the collar of his shirt, and nose against nose (Almost mouth-to-mouth) with Saïlan,Inhaling his soft flavor perfume... she whispered...

- Nothing can disturbs me, Handsome boy ... This little fight can wait a moment!

She turned the head to them, by thinking that they shall not wait for a long time because she needed to let off stream, needed to clear and evacuee her anger !
But there, to 2 centimetres’ of her head, a young man had to explain at first ... ! She did not want to move back but would re-make wait that he made something...
She did not know why she had got excited, anger, maybe the fact that he takes her only for a professor... often the image of a teacher was the one of a hurdy-gurdy harpy, all the opposite of Mimmi, a young person who took advantage of the life!
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She smoked ? Goddam Hell, Shaïlan did not except such a thing to happen. He'd have to share his lighter.. and with a woman ! Oh god god god.. Quietly, the man waited for the next events, hoping something would disturb Mimmi Bachelard in her way to use HIS lighter.

What ? She stole HIS pack of cigarettes ? She... dared ! :bruce:And using magic. However he didn't move to stop her from stealing one of his little drug sticks. Hopefully, she didn't ask for his lighter, and used magic to light her cigarette.. Was she not aware of magic regulations ? Or maybe she tried to impress him. Whatever.

She seemed to be going a little drunk as time went by. Her words were somehow meaningless.. and she said he was charming. But of course he was, didn't she notice befoore ? Although, Shaïlan didn't answer, drinking his Firewhisky and looking at the fight with envy. Fight fight fight.. punch kick sbam schplarf broum badaboum Aïe. Miiih. Fight fight fight..

Argl-huh ! She was strugglin' him ! oÔ Why was she doing that ? ~~She was so clooose, me good..~~ Handsome boy ? Wow, nice one, girl !
And in fact, she was holding him very strongely. His t-shirt was a bit suffering, perhaps was it effect of the alcohol to have such a strength...
Avoiding vicous thoughts , Shaïlan took advantage of their situation to admire her, detail all colors in eyes or lips for example. It would be so easy to kiss..

But a gentleman wouldn't do that. And a student to his teacher too. No right. Too bad.
Whatever, there was stille a lotta young women outside to intimidate or impress.

- Mrs Bachelard, could you please release me ? You're struggling me.. pale

At her name's evocation, Mimmi hold him up stronger, and he added quiclky :

- Sorry sorry sorry ! Laughing

But, the situation is unconvenent for someone of your rank.. What do you expect from me ? That I kiss you ? That I call you Mimmi ? What.. ? pale

And there was still the fight.. fight fight fight. Sblam punch crack ouch boum. Fight fight fight...

Fiiight-euh.. Crying or Very sad

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