puffy anyone?

[cenizobelle]

11:20am
Period 4
Friday

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Peter leant against the door to the bathroom, carefully smoothing out his robes and double checking that his blonde hair looked fine.

Zada walked up next to him. "Hey you." she said.
He turned to face her. "Hey. How're the Runes treating you?" he asked with a grin.
Zada rolled her eyes. "Oh yes, absolutely wonderfully(!)" but she smiled all the same. "What about Transfiguration? How's that going?"

"Marvellous(!) Nah, still as pips as ever. Puffy Pink Bubbles." Peter said to the Prefects bathroom.

"Puffy Pink Bubbles?!" Zada stifled a laugh.

"I don't make the passwords." Peter laughed, holding his hands up in defence.

Once inside, they checked thorough to see if anyone else was in before locking the door.

"Another 40 minutes to enjoy." Zada said smirking, while sitting down on a counter next to a sink.

Peter walked over and joined her. "How far d'you think we'll get into the term before they find out we're skiving?" he asked, taking a packet out of his pocket.

Zada shrugged. "Who cares."
Peter nodded and opened the packet sliding out a cigarette. "Want one?" he offered.
Zada looked at it. "What is it?"
Peter just shook his head smiling. "It's the muggle version of Esilarantetripudium, I think."
Zada's eyes widened and she shuffled off the counter. "They can kill you."
Peter chuckled. "We're magic. It doesn't hurt us. Besides, enjoy it while we can, right?" he said, offering one again.
Zada looked nervously at it, then moved forward and took it, holding it awkwerdly, unsure of exactly what to do.

Peter smiled at her, while clicking his fingers twice, causing both his and Zada's cigarettes to light up. Peter took a drag and leant back against the wall, smiling. "Go on." he encouraged Zada.

Zada brought it to her lips uncertainly and inhaled. It wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be, but she coughed any way. But she felt herself relaxing. She sat back next to Peter, leaning on him, still smoking.

"Not so bad, eh?" he said.
Zada nodded. "What would happen if one of the teachers found out?"
Peter shrugged. "Like you said earlier, who cares? We'll get detention, probably lose a few points, but nothing more."
Zada nodded again, then asked her most pressing question. "Is it addictive like 'Trip' is?"
"The muggles find it addictive, but because we're special, more powerful, our bodies can cope with it. We get to enjoy it without the lasting side effects... We can also get rid of the bad smell and yellow teeth." he said grinning, showing that he did indeed still have perfect white teeth.

Zada smiled, feeling much better about this than a few minutes ago. "Great."



A few cigarettes later and it was getting close to lunch time.
"Wanna go back now?" Peter asked Zada, who was now lying in his lap, looking at the ceiling. Zada shook her head, but stood all the same.

Peter finished his fag, then quickly chucked it in the nearest loo. Zada copied him. Then he took out his wand and cast a spell that Zada didn't quite catch. But she smelt fresh, and her teeth felt really smooth under her tongue.

Peter grinned at her, and they walked over to the door, unlocked it and said bye. "See ya next time Peter." and they both trooped off to their desegnated classrooms.

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