Kingston sighed. This was hopeless. Taking the paper from Borr, he gave the man a nod and looked over at Will. They should go to the kitchens and read these things to the elves. Kingston disliked doing so, but... he had to.

Sigh.

"Let us, Will." Kingston murmured, already out of the door. If Borr wasn't going to see the boy at least Will should see him.

"We'll be back soon, sir." Will said. He waited for Kingston to exit, following suit with the sheets of homework in hand. He'd speak to Borr later- preferably privately.

"I'll be around, my men! And bring me back some recruits already! I thought I already told you all to get on that! Let's not be lazy or idle!! We shall not be stingy and turn this into a trio. SURELY they're are more MEN in this institution!!!"


Lord Borr got up, gave his very clean lounge an approving nod, and locked the door behind him as he left.

James was actually simply strolling by. No...he wasn't swinging vines or something like that. The usual, at least. Strolling was by far his favorite thing to do in this school now, since swinging on vines from bed to bed when no body was in the room had to be thrown out, since publicity had grown much stronger and boys wanted to be in there beds more, instead of outside with their girlfriends. Yeah...but thats what he wanted too. Poohey.

There was one Professor in particular James wanted to meet. Mainly because of horror stories, but James wanted to be able to greet the mans good side, instead of the bad side which he had heard of so often from his friends. He knew this man was a noble, and since his father (who's now dead) was once a noble, well...maybe they knew each other once. He knocked on the door, his fathers knock. Maybe that way the Lord would know he was bringing good greetings, instead of immediately getting points taken off since he wasn't invited. Here goes...

Irial Darkk was growing bored on the grounds, so he decided to take a stroll. He soon found himself in front of none other than Berty Borr's office. Oh, so this was the man who'd deemed himself good enough to tear Hogwarts apart.

Frowning, Irial spotted another student standing there. He smiled at him cordially and stood there, obviously loitering. His black cloak still covered his archaic tattoos, and his hands were still gloved. His long black hair covered his pale face and dark purple eyes, making him look like a gothic student more than anything. He absentmindedly wondered when Borr would return while he picked at his gloves.

James paused for a moment before jumping. THE BOY HAD PURPLE EYES! Yeah... so did he. No big deal. James' were a bit lighter though (around the color of my posts) and he was red headed...James smiled back. They had almost the same color of skin...

SHUT UP!

This was very usual. He had never inspected someone besides the eyes and personality. "Hello, coming to see the 'lord' Borr?" he said, a smirk creeping up on his face.

Irial turned to look at the younger boy and nodded. "I was in the neighborhood, and thought I'd see who the crazy idiot is who decided to tear apart the schools was." He shrugged, his gloved hands shoved into the pockets of his dark black cloak.

"What about you?" he asked him, eying him through his wave of black hair. It was covering his face, but he could make out that the boy also had purple eyes. Hmm. How peculiar. He disregarded it, however, as he waited for the 'Lord' Borr to arrive.

James smirk grew wider. "Oh, I've seen him before. I go to his classes. I be disobedient. And I don't get caught." he said in a steady tone. "I'm going to get on his good side and get information out of him. It might be helpful." he whispered this time, thinking he might have heard someone...but no one showed up. Oh well...

Walking through the school hallways, Kingston decided to drop by Professor's office. But better yet he should go to his lounge. It didn't take the blonde very long to reach the lounge.

He looked at the two boys that were already there and raised his brow. "Go along you two. Nothing to see here. You're not allowed in there. Go on," he told them, pointing his hand back to the Hallways.

With a sigh, he grabbed the door's handle and opened the door, entering Lord Borr's lounge. "Sir?" Kingston called out as he walked deeper into the office. "My lord?"