A Not-So-Official Meeting

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Ziggy had been ditching class as he slept soundly in his bed; when all of a sudden he felt something sharp poking his face. When he opened his eyes he was looking straight at some owl’s big ugly face and could feel the unpleasant warmness of it’s feathery behind touching his baby soft cheek. Zig screeched which caused the the owl to screech. He began swatting feverishly at it until it moved. Zig rolled out a bed. Literally. He stood up and snatched the note from the obnoxious creature as he jokingly mumbled to himself ”what is this fuckery? Can’t even skip a class in peace? What is this world coming to?” He read the note trying to ignore the shade the bird was throwing at him.  Zig smiled to himself when he saw the note was from his friend Matty. He loved feeling needed.

Later in the day, Ziggy arrived at the Room of Requirement. He quickly looked around to make sure no one would see him enter. Zig stepped in the room and quietly closed the door behind him. His eyes shot about the room, taking it all in. The room looked like a training room. A place for the boys to become warriors. there were dummies lined up all around. as they waited silently to be abused. Zig also couldn't help but notice a faint smell of parched something or other still lingering in the air from all those years ago when it had been burned in the first battle at Hogwarts. Perhaps he was just imagining it all up in that crazy brain of his... but it just added to the power of the room. It was haunted by wars of the past and he could feel the palpable energy in the still lingered from its long but never forgotten history.

Zig wandered over to where Matty was standing and repeatedly shooting stupefies at his poor dummy. Zig came up behind him and gave him a quick friendly massage on his shoulders. "Woah there buddy" he laughed. "You're really doing a number on that guy aren't you? Zig walked a few feet away and rubbed his chin like he was thinking. "So what's up? Did you wanna duel or something? he whipped out his wand and flipped it around his fingers all fast like. He blew on it as if it were a smoking gun. "I'm ready... are you?" he said in his best mysterious tone.

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Zig listened to hear what Matt was going to say concerning his arms. They looked fucking awful and it made Zig’s stomach churn with uncontrollable anger at the death eaters their messed up punishments. Matty tried to make a joke about his attempt to make friends with a devil’s snare. Zig raised an eyebrow. Usually, he found it hard to be serious… everything was funny in it’s own twisted way. But right now he was just concerned for his friend and he didn’t see any humor in his gnarly wounds. Matty then described how he had dropped something in Herbology. Zig was a bit confused by his explanation. ”Wait… All that happened because you’re a klutz? Or did Professor Wood do that to you on purpose?” It didn’t sound like something Professor Wood would do, but nothing really seemed to surprise him these days. However, if he got all those bruises on his own, it was pretty funny. What kind of dork falls into a Devil’s Snare. Matty obviously.

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Matty began to reprimand Zig for calling him a klutz. Zig of course didn’t mean anything by it. In fact, he found klutzy people endearing. As Matty continued to explain himself, Zig wrapped his arms around Matty, squeezing his arms in his embrace… though not too hard and being careful not to touch his fresh wounds. It was trying to be his overly friendly self… not add further injury to his already suffering friend. ”Matty it’s ok if you’re a klutz my pet” He said as he gently ruffled Matty’s hair before letting go of his friend. ”Don’t get worked up about it.” He said winking. Though he didn’t really mind how much Matty talked because his accent was always a dead ringer for hotness level 10. It was something he could listen to all day. Matty then asked about dueling again. Zig laughed as he whipped his wand back out. ”You don’t have to ask me twice to take my wand out Matty” he said in a teasing tone. ”So you want our wands to battle? Do you?” he said eyebrow raised as if it were meant to be an innuendo. Zig flipped his hair out of his face and tried to keep a straight face as he looked at Matty with his wand at the ready. He told himself to calm it down. He had no idea what Matty’s sexual preference was. He didn’t want to cross an uncomfortable line if his friend was straight… even he was being his naturally teasing and flirty self … he didn’t want Matty to feel uncomfortable. ”If your up to it, we can give it a go” he said eyes his wounds again… he didn’t want to push Matty if he wasn’t feeling well enough for it.

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Matty grinned as he tried to deny he was Zig’s pet. ”Au contraire” Ziggy mostly mumbled to himself. He didn’t need to convince his pet, what he was. When Matty told Zig he didn’t think their wands would be good for much else, he couldn’t help but laugh. He loved how Matty had this cute innocent vibe about him when he didn’t seem to catch all the flirty innuendoes Zig had been throwing at him. He had always found that very endearing about him. ”I think you’d be really surprised with what they could be good for” he tried again to see if it’d still go right over Matty’s head. Matty then told Zig that he was always up for a duel. Zig was still in the moment, still laughing about Matty missing his dirty birdy jokes. It was something he found very humorous. So when Matty shot the first spell, Zig was not prepared for it. Ropes magically appeared about of nothingness and tightly wrapped around him. This just made Zig laugh harder as he mind began to reel with more jokes about bondage and being tied and ready. But he decided to resist going any further down that road since his poor pet was not going to catch on anyways. All Zig could say was ”wow” as he realized how embarrassing it was to be taken down so easily in a duel. Zig wiggled his arms until he was able to stick his hand out between the ropes. He burned the rope just enough to rip it off. Then with a whip of his hair and a flip of his wand he got back in the game and said ”Filpendo”. He just wanted to knock the kid off his feet. Head over heels. He joked to himself.