Open RP: Ray and Fraser fall into the common room.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

So, Ray had been having a good day, and a bad day. First, he'd gotten locked into a room with his partner by a girl who totally had it comin', now.

That's bad.

Then, he figured out he got locked in because someone'd figured out they both had the hotness goin' on for one another. Huh, crazy, right? A bent Mountie? Who woulda thought? Heh. Now all he had goin' on was a Ralph Wiggum voice going 'I bent my Mountie'.

heheh.

Oh, right. That's good.

Then, just as they were about to go for the good stuff, they got out of the secret passage they were stuck in and tumbled, ass-first, into the Gryffindor Common Room, both of them in rather obviously... rumpled clothing.

Uh. That's bad.

Of course, they were closer to a bed now. That's good...

((ETA: The last thread goes NSFW.))

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[themountie.livejournal.com]

At least Ray was only rumpled. Fraser, who had been in full uniform and on the receiving end of a certain pair of wandering hands, was a mess. His uniform was in total disarray, his belts and lanyard hanging, his tunic halfway undone. His Stetson had been knocked off at some point and was lying in the passage behind them, although at least his hair was relatively unruffled (especially compared to Ray's, which Fraser had been enjoying mussing up a whole lot).

Beet red, he scrambled to his feet, hands flying as he hurriedly tried to fix himself up. "Oh, dear," he murmured, staring around in horror.

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

They weren't there. When Lily had gone back to check on Fraser and Ray, they hadn't been in the room. Which meant there was a sodding secret passageway - which a quick charm had revealed. Blast.

Frustrated - why the bloody hell were there so many secret passageways in this school, anyway? - Lily had considered her options. Going in after them seemed as extreme as it would be pointless. If they were gone, they were gone. So, next choice - wait for them in Gryffindor. They had to come back to their rooms, sometime. And maybe a good talking-to would solve what a sneak attack hadn't.

She had only just entered the common room when...

Oh. Oh.

Yeah, she couldn't help the laughing. She really, really couldn't.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

He was grinning, too, and rubbing the bite marks on his neck when he heard the familiar laughter. He narrowed his eyes and points. "You're dead to me, Evans."

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Fraser was approximately the same color as the uniform he was quickly trying to get back in order. Unfortunately, this wasn't as easy as he hoped -- he was missing (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1164158.html?thread=59471230#t59471230) a few buttons (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1164158.html?thread=59534206#t59534206). Preoccupied as he was, he didn't immediately notice Lily's entrance, but when Ray said her name he looked up sharply. "Lily!"

Well, now this was a little complicated, wasn't it? If not for her, he might not just have been stuck in a tunnel in a horribly awkward situation with his best friend. On the other hand, he also might not have been just making out with said best friend. This was a conundrum. He settled for: "I can't believe you would do something like that," in his best chiding tone.

[lilypotter60.livejournal.com]

Still laughing, Lily folded her arms and looked at the two, a satisfied smile on her face. "Sodding finally. I thought you two were never going to see sense."

Ray's threats and Fraser's grumpiness were met with a cheery grin. "So. You boys have fun, er, exploring?"

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"I mean it. Dead. To. Me." He kept up the threats from behind Fraser's back.

Also behind Fraser's back, he was giving her a big thumbs up, and showing off that he still had one of Fraser's buttons.

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Fraser managed to turn even more red, somehow. He coughed and glanced away, tugging on his earlobe. "Well, ah, we... we certainly weren't expecting to find anything like a secret passage." He thumbed his eyebrow, shifting on his feet, his voice a little choked. "So, er, we-- we certainly did do some exploring, yes, and there really is nothing like trying to grope-- find!! find one's way through a pitch-dark tunnel."

Oh, good grief. He tugged awkwardly at his collar and glared at Lily. "You're taking far too much enjoyment out of this, particularly given how ill-conceived a plan it was."

[makeminemayday.livejournal.com]

May is alone in the Gryff common room for once, and is perched nimbly on the back of a chair, defying all the laws of physics as she tries to make sense of the Charms text in her hands. She flips back, then forward again. Okay, the book's contradicted itself again. Geez. If only she hadn't been otherwise occupied during office hours. The reading is already making her climb the furniture; if she can't make sense of it soon the walls will be literally next.

Then the two half-dressed men come crashing into the room from nowhere, and she completely forgets about studying. "Uh. Hi?"

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"... uh. Hi." Ray is actually looking pretty red, here. "This is Gryffindor, yeah?"

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Fraser really couldn't have looked more embarrassed if he tried. He cleared his throat and pulled his Sam Brown back over his shoulder, blushing furiously, and gave May an awkwardly polite smile. "Um. Good day, ma'am! We were just..." He glanced desperately at Ray, then back at the hole.

[makeminemayday.livejournal.com]

((Bad timing. Let me try again!))

She will not laugh. She will not laugh. She doesn't know these guys, after all.

"Eaten by a staircase?" May prompts. She tosses the book aside - it's a lost cause, really - and hops off the chair nimbly to help one or the other or both up.

Once they've untangled themselves, that is.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"Uh. Secret passage, actually." He gets pulled to his feet and dusts himself off. "Thanks." He offers a hand to Fraser to help him up in return.

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Fraser had, in fact, already gotten up, and was now feeling a little guilty that May had gotten to Ray first. "Sorry," he murmured to his partner, then cleared his throat and turned back to May. "Ah, yes, we-- we stumbled upon a tunnel, and... yes."

[specialhat.livejournal.com]

Dogen was lost. This wasn't unusual for him - even at the best of times, he had difficulty remembering things that weren't Important. He didn't mind being lost, all things considered. Eventually he'd find his way to someplace he knew or someone would herd him there, so it was no problem. It wasn't like he had to worry about a lake monster or Bobby Zilch or sneezing his brain out his nose here.

He'd been watching the fire in rapt fascination when part of the wall fell open and deposited two men on the ground. Dogen didn't know either of the men, so he was much more interested in the open wall. Maybe that way was someplace familiar....

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"Uh hey, kid? Kid! That's a dead end that way... we just got out of getting stuck in there." Ray waved his arms a little.

[specialhat.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Awww. Dogen stopped, but continued to eye the blackness speculatively. "I wouldn't get stuck," he pointed out. "I could come out this way again."

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"The door closes when you go in. Er, it did with us, anyway."

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Oh, good. Not only had they been caught in public in one of the most embarrassing situations imaginable, but apparently they had been caught by one of the only actual children at the school. Fantastic. Fraser stared at Dogen with an odd, fixed smile on his face while Ray tried to stop him from going into the tunnel. After a moment, he seemed to come to and coughed, shaking his head. "Ah, yes, I think that might not be the best idea," he mumbled.

[specialhat.livejournal.com]

That was a problem. Dogen adjusted his hat, thinking hard. He could maybe break it, but.... "I'm not s'posed to break stuff," he announced. Dogen had an interesting brain/mouth barrier sometimes, since saying things in his head was the same thing as saying them out loud as far as he was concerned. "And if there's nothing there I don't need to go anyways. Okay."

He didn't miss the uncomfyness radiating off at least one of the men, but Dogen had absolutely no idea why. He wasn't that interested, either, since he was perfectly willing to assume it was A Grownup Thing. Instead, he started poking at the edge of the hole, like he was trying to get it to close up so he could see.

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

God, finally. He shut the door to Fraser's room with a thud, then glared at it, kicked it, and locked it for good measure.

People suck. "I take it back, Fraser. Your dad is not cool. Your dad is a crazy no good meddling.... meddler." He grumbled and shucked off his jacket, chucking it onto a chair. "We are gonna get Lily and Bobert back. You know that, right?

[themountie.livejournal.com]

Fraser's furious mood had cooled down a bit on the walk back, mostly because as annoyed as he was at his father and Lily... well. Neither of them was going home with Ray, now were they? It was hard not to be cheered up by that thought.

Actually, he found himself starting to wonder if this was all too good to be true, if maybe he had been dreaming all along. Maybe the lack of air had made him delirious after all? But then, the bite marks on Ray's neck and the missing buttons on his tunic said differently; as did, for that matter, Ray locking his door, just as naturally as though he still lived there. Fraser stifled an absolutely ridiculous smile and carefully, if quickly, started taking off his uniform. "Yes, Ray," he said placidly.

Diefenbaker, who had been napping on the floor, chose that moment to wake up, alerted by the vibrations on the stone. Spotting Ray, he jumped up with a bark of joy that quickly turned into a whine. Because, on the one hand, Ray was back! And maybe he was staying, and would have donuts!-- Except that Ray and Ben both smelled kind of strange, and he recognized that scent, and the last time he'd smelled it he'd spent the better part of the week locked out of Ben's apartment. Sigh. He whined again, padding over to Ray, nosing hopefully at his leg. Maybe at least a cruller before he got kicked out?

Fraser glanced at Dief, then went to unlock the door. "Diefenbaker?" Dief sighed a doggy sigh. Nevermind. Fraser crouched down and murmured a few words to the wolf in Inuktitut; whatever he'd said, Dief immediately perked up, and bounded happily out the door. Fraser straightened and smiled innocuously at Ray. "I told him to spend the rest of the day with Lily. I think that's a start, don't you?"

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"Hey, wolf!" Ray scruffed at Dief's ears and the top of his head fondly, trying to think of a nice way to say 'good to see ya, now shoo.' Fraser took care of it, though, and so he flopped back on the bed to get rid of his boots.

"Start and a half." He grins at Fraser. Dief was a great wolf, a grand pal for sure. But right now? He did not want a grand pal in the room. Boots gone and shoved under the bed, he leaned back and stretched out his legs to peer up at Fraser.

"So we got a whole day? Because I got unfinished business with your pants."

[themountie.livejournal.com]

It wasn't the most romantic overture in the world, but it was good enough for Fraser, who found himself blushing for about the ten billionth time that day. He moved over to the bed and sat down beside Ray, leaning down to unlace his own boots. "Well," he said deliberately, "Diefenbaker is taken care of, I can fix my tunic later, and as for the rest of my shift..." He glanced at his watch, then smirked slightly and indicated his bruised knuckles. "I was wounded in the line, and I think I can afford to give myself a sick day."

[youreafreak.livejournal.com]

"Man, I didn't even know Mounties came with sick days. Since you, uh, don't actually get sick much." He leaned back and slid his arm over so it was behind and around Fraser while he got his boots off. "But I think that's a real good idea, Fraser. Gotta take care of your hands, y'know. Real important bits of ya."

He hadn't stopped grinning yet.

[themountie.livejournal.com]

"Actually, I have about seventy-six saved up." And it would have been more, if some of them hadn't actually expired from lack of use. "You're right, I don't get sick very often." He unlaced his boots and pulled them off, then straightened and finished undoing his tunic et al. His movements were careful, slow, and he didn't look at Ray just yet. The moment he did, he was pretty sure he wasn't going to be able to stop himself, and they had already damaged his uniform enough for one day.

He pulled the serge off and laid it carefully down on the end of the bed, along with the Sam Brown and the lanyard; for good measure, he shrugged his suspenders off. There.

That settled, he finally let himself look at Ray-- and he was glad he'd waited, for the grin on his face was nearly heartstopping. He took a deep breath, returning it a bit nervously. "I... I should warn you, it's been a while..."