Pissing off a Raven

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~Mal had walked out into the street, a cold wind reached out and wrapped around him. He shivered, his arms crossed his chest but he just kept walking. He was way to angry. Finally when Zillah spoke, he stopped. He was rigid and then he turned to look up at Zillah, his eyes narrowed.~

This... THIS is why I do not make friends or... anything else. I stupidly start to care for someone and then have to watch them make terrible and horrible mistakes and what do I get for it? Rude, childish tantrums on how I do not know anything, that I am not their MOTHER... Well fine.. let him go with Lorcan Bertrand... and when that snake leaves him to rot and he comes back for his fur to be stroked... I will remember that I am NOT his MOTHER... and that maybe he should go and FIND HER!

~He was shaking in fury. And maybe it was a good thing that he wasn't a Slytherin, because lord knows what he'd be like if he'd grown up like Lori. His eyes closed and for a moment he just took a deep breath and seemed to be counting in his head. Finally those blue eyes opened and he took a very deep breath that he let out with a sigh.~

I'm sorry... I do not mean to take it out on you, Ze. I just... he made me so mad. He is being so childish... and I do know that damn snake is up to no good. I can see it... even if that stupid Hufflepuff can't....

~It was amazing how the boy could calm himself down. He was able to count himself down. But what really was happening was that he was simply burying it down. It couldn't be good for him. Furthermore, he needed to learn to relax, to be able to show his emotions and let out his frustration. It was better then holding it in and running ones self ragged in the attempt to fix perceivable mistakes. ~

~Mal just hadn't been able to get close to people. But Nissy... well he'd been the one that had brought him and Quinn into friendship. Infact, the two would have hated each other if it hadn't been for Nissy. He'd been the glue that had held the two together. And yet here they were both worried about the youngest of the 3 of them. But where Quinn was like the typical Gryffendor, all loyal friendship and anger, ready to protect his friend at any expense, Mal was not. He couldn't help it. He was to practical to be that willing to just let it go and let things lie. He wasn't willing to let himself get hurt to much, he'd been hurt so much in the past, it was hard to just give in to it.~

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-Zillah tugged him into the alley way watching the Ravenclaw as he ranted and raved. He could see the pulsating rage and it drew him in like a moth to a flame. He leaned one hand beside his head cornering the boy against the wall as he let him speak. He didn't say anything. He just let him talk before he reached out caressing his cheek slowly ... -

Yeah ... you might tell him that and then he'll look like a sad crushed puppy and you'll remember despite your best efforts you are human and he is your friend ... I know logic is what drives you little crows but love is not logical and you won't write him off just cause he ain't perfect and doesn't fit into your little box ...

-He leaned in shrugging before claiming his lips before growling ...-

Don't ... don't do that ...

-His eyes darkened ... -

You call me stupid for getting into fights ... it's not ... it's a release valve or I'd fucking explode and cast an unforgivable on the head master ... you for all that smart little brain of yours just bury it deep down and you're gonna lose it and when you do it won't be on Lorcan ... it's gonna be on Quinn or Nissen ... and that's a fact ...

-He brushed his fingers through Mal's hair ... -

Nisen is strong ... I saw it ... Lorcan wouldn't be so interested in him if he wasn't. You can't protect him from himself ... you just be his friend when he needs you Mal

-He leaned in dusting his lips across his neck kissing up slowly .... -

Come on ..

-He tugged him slowly towards the nearest hotel. He wanted Mal and he wanted him to relax, to release some of the energy, because he could feel how tightly wound Mal was and he didn't want to lose him. Zillah knew that for a fact in that moment. He cared deeply for the strange little boy-

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~Mal stared up as Zillah suggested that he wouldn't turn on Nissy. But Mal wasn't so sure he honestly believed that. His eyes narrowed some but he sighed a little bit as he was kissed, not able to deny the snake what he wanted. He wrapped his arms around Zee and pulled the boy in closer, grinding against him and kissing him roughly. He purred against the boy before he was being tugged towards the hotel. He cocked his head as they crossed the road, catching a glimpse of Jack and Quinn. He turned his eyes back to Zee.~

I wonder when those two became so friendly and close...

~He was being tugged along and then he spoke as Zee got them a room.~

I know he's not perfect, Zee... I understand that and I don't expect him to fit into any neat little box. I just don't expect to be chewed out for showing concern for him. I'm suppose to just allow him to be a brat and turn the other cheek and such?

~He rolled his eyes and frowned, shrugging some. Then finally he was being lead up to the room. He stopped the Slytherin in the hall and pushed him against the wall, claiming his lips roughly. He rubbed into him, like a cat rubbing against it's owner leg. Infact it seemed his body, his heart, his soul even was all hot and bothered for Zee, but his mind, it was disconnected from all of that. He was responding to ever single touch Zee placed on him and yet his mind was racing. Finally he pulled back from Zillah.~

I do not want to talk about this any more, Zee. Least not now... maybe later... So... you'd better open that door pretty quick or I might have to find someone else who doesn't want to talk...

~He was teasing, trying to keep a straight face, but then there was that sly smirk that played at his lips, the one reserved almost strictly for Zillah.~

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-Zillah sighed into the kiss and smirked ... -

Shut the fuck up you brat ...

-Zillah had ignored Quinn and Jack and even let Mal just vent until he had that little smirk on his lips. He opened the door and didn't talk as he pushed Mal on the bed slamming the door shut behind himself as he crawl on top the raven pulling off his clothes. Here Zee took more control than before. He pinned the boy down and had him as roughly as he pleased making him forget about all else. He drew out the final moment making the raven almost beg for it but he wanted to savor the moment. He wasn't sure when else he'd have him in a bed like this. He sighed when it as over content and happy. He stared down brushing his fingers through Mal's hair as he pushed up his chin claiming his lips slowly ... -

Let's order food up here and not leave ...

-He stretched out slowly like a giant cat waiting to be scratched behind the ear but his gaze was a million mile away. He was thinking of his family. He still hadn't heard from his father about how his mother's trial had gone. Was she still at the ministry? Surely not but what else was he to think when he'd heard nothing. He sighed a bit and frowned. He stared up at the ceiling unsure what his next move should be ... -

... we should see what's really happening ... get some real news ... but I don't know how far we'll get with all the eyes on us ...

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~Mal lost himself in Zillah. It was easy for him and for once, he was able to just let go, relax. Laying there, afterwards, relaxed, he looked less tense, less tightly wound. He looked younger, happier then Zillah had probably ever seen him. He smirked as he was kissed and watched as Zillah stretched, but the smile fell a bit when he realized Zillah wasn't completely there anymore. He pushed up and crawled on top of the boy, staring down at him.~

Don't start dwelling on things that are out of your control Zillah.

~His brow arched but then he sighed.~

You know who could find out for us?

~He frowned as he said that and then sighed.~

Don't smack me for this... but Lori could. He's... got connections. Though, I doubt he'll do it for free...

~But Mal's brain was already turning.~

But... He might do it to make Nissy happy... I could ask Nissy... use it as a way to make it seem as if we are trying to be friendly with them both...

~He sighed, leaning down and kissing Zee softly.~

I'll order us some food... and the newspaper, but I doubt it'll tell us anything real... You've not heard anything? Not even from your father?

~He frowned as he asked, sliding off Zillah and tugging on his jeans. He moved and ordered them some food before going back to the bed and sitting down next to Zillah again.~

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I won't take this lying down ... and the more I know the more I can be prepared ...

-Zillah frowned a bit and sighed but he stared up tugging Mal down to him claiming his lips slowly. He wanted the younger raven to be happy, enjoy himself, at least for a moment but he couldn't help that his mind was in a thousand directions and he had no idea if his parents were even alive but he couldn't believe that. Surely the ministry wouldn't kill them, not over this, but in the depths of his stomach he knew they could ... -

I always thought you might try and have me killed somehow but there are easier ways then having Lorcan be the one do it for you ... I ain't asking shit for him ...

-Zee growled-

I won't OWE him anything ... and what he'll ask is more than I'm willing to pay ...

-He knew it was a terrible idea but he also knew that Lori was pretty much his only shot of finding out anything. He was the only halfblood Slytherin. No one was gonna tell him anything. He smiled when he was kissed as he watched him slide up and order food and the newspaper. He tugged the raven back down to him claiming his lips as he nuzzled against his neck ... -

You're the only good thing I got right now ...

-He whispered in his ear slowly. He knew he liked this boy ... alot .. but he wondered sometimes how much Mal truly cared for him. He wasn't sure, the boy was so hard to read sometimes, impossible most of the times, and the thought almost made him laugh. He was always used to being the heartbreaker and now he was getting hooked and he had a feeling the raven could drop him at any time ... -

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~Mal's head cocked and he shrugged. He kinda knew that Zillah would balk at the idea of asking Lori. His brow furrowed a bit when Zee said the price would be too much. But then he was being tugged back down and Zee was growling in his ear about him being the only good thing the Slytherin had.~

That's not true... you have Hogwart's. I know that doesn't seem like alot, but it is... I thank the Fate's daily for the fact that there is a Hogwarts. Do you know where I'd be? I'd be in trade school right now, if alive at all...

~He frowned and then pulled in closer, kissing Zee roughly. Then finally someone knocked and he pushed up. Opening the door, he let the elf in, moving aside to let him put the food down. He gave him a little piece of coin and when he left, Mal returned to the bed with a plate of food for the two of them. He sat down and offered Zillah a drink.~

I know that you don't want to ask Lori, but... logically... I sound like Spock.... damn... anyway... Logically... Lori is the one person who could ask about your parents, find out the truth. The real truth. I... what do you think he would ask in return?

~Mal began to chew on his bottom lip a little bit. He frowned some and then looked away.~

Like... what's the worst he could ask?

~The truth was, Mal liked Zee way more then he wanted to admit. He actually didn't like or want to say that the idea that Lori might ask Zee to bed soyed a deep seed of jealousy that rolled through him. He couldn't look Zillah in the eye, afraid of what his eyes would give away. He was always so good at hiding his emotions, but Zillah was tearing down the wall one brick at a time and Mal was having a hard time dealing with that.~

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-Zillah snorted at the face he had Hogworts. The school meant less than nothing to him. He wanted his mother and his father and he wanted Mal safe. That was what meant anything to him. He sighed into the rough kiss claiming him right back arching faintly, aching to have the boy again. When the elf came Zee had let him go pushing up a bit as he tugged on a pair of pants and sat on the bed. He took the drink and sipped slowly picking at the food idly as he gazed down ... -

Spock?

-Zee gazed at him with an arched brow showing how little of the muggle world he understood. He'd grown up in the wizarding world despite the fact of his heritage. His mother had tried to protect him as much as she could, to integrate him into this new world ... -

I know ... he may be the only shot ... I just know it won't come cheap ...

-He sighed a bit annoyed before he chanced gazing up seeing Mal look something he'd never seen him before. He looked ... nervous. Mal was chewing on his bottom lip. Zee shrugged slowly eyeing him carefully much more interested in the boy now than in the topic. Mal was so good at hiding his emotions even Zee had no idea half the time what was going through the raven's mind ... -

I don't know what would go through that twisted little mind of his ...

-He baited the raven slowly as he gazed back at the food ... -

My guess would be take part in one of his stupid sick little games. It's all about control for Bertrand ... I don't know Mal ... my guess something I don't want to do ... but I dunno I guess I don't have much of a choice ...

-He gazed back up slowly planting those images of him and Bertrand together. He wanted to see if it'd make Mal jealous at all. Would he care one bit if Zee bedded Lorcan though he had no intention of any of it going that far. As much as he teased he felt a bit ill at asking Lorcan for a favor but he also knew he would ... -

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~Mal listened to the Slytherin and with those images planted in his head, Mal grew still and quiet. Then he spoke and it was very earnest, precise.~

maybe.... maybe you shouldn't ask him. I'm sure we can find out on our own....

~There was hesitation there. He still wasn't really looking at Zillah. The thought that Zee would be with anyone other then him was stinging. He sighed a bit and then shook it off. He lifted those blue eyes to rest on Zillah and gave a slight smile.~

Don't worry, Zee. I know they are okay...

~But he didn't. He wasn't sure what was happening to Zillah's parents and it was a bit frightening. He couldn't really help at all. Who was he going to ask? He was just some poor muggle. He crawled in closer to Zee, laying down next to him. His mind was whirling though. Not only was he trying to think of how to find out anything at all about Zee's parents, but now the idea that Zee might go to Lori and who knows what would happen, well that was weighing on him as well.

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-He stared up watching Mal and it made him smile a little bit. He reached out tugging him in closer as he nuzzled against his neck. It was nice to see some emotion from the raven. He could see down to that little heart and knew he'd carved a little place in it and the Slytherin was greedy. He wanted more. He wanted to be important to him. His lips dragged across his skin nipping and kissing slowly ... -

No ... we both know we can't. I'll speak with him on Monday. I'm no fool... though I know YOU don't have much faith in me ... I think I can enter into some agreement with him where I won't have to pay too much ...

-He kissed along the edge of his ear ... -

It is nice to know the idea of me fucking the boy doesn't make you happy ...

-He teased slowly knowing Mal might to hit him. He spoke about his parents and nodded slowly with a slight frown. He tugged him in closer ...-

They are strong ... I know they are fine ... whatever happens I'm gonna fight to get them back if I can. Whatever happens you be a smart boy and stay out of it ...

-He knew Mal would be but he also knew as much as he should be smart too and live for his parents he couldn't stomach what was happening to their world. He wanted things to change, he might not have the intent to go charging in like some fool, like JACK, but he had every intent of fighting what was happening. He knew there were other halfbloods out there. Other even purebloods who might join him.-

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~Mal frowned as Zee said what he already knew. He shook his head though.~

It's not that I don't have faith in you... it's that I do not TRUST him....

~He sighed as Zillah went on and Mal's eyes opened a bit wider and he did push Zillah some, turning his head a bit, pulling away from the kiss.~

Whatever... I just don't want to catch anything...

~He growled, hating being called out. But then he smiled some at Zee.~

I'm smart, Zee.... Smart enough for us both... Obviously I have to be to keep you out of trouble too...

~he pushed the boy when he said that, but then he leaned in and kissed him roughly. He melted against Zillah some, loving that when he kissed the Slytherin everything else sort of left him. As the kiss ended, he pulled back some.~

Zee.... promise me you won't do anything stupid... With Lori or anyone... We'll figure this out.. you just have to give me a bit of time... that's all....

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-Zee smirked when he got Mal to smile. He sighed tugging him in closer a bit roughly as he pinned the boy down to the bed staring down at the stunning ravenclaw kissing along his neck almost as if he was ignoring what he was saying. He smirked when he growled ... -

Uhu ... I almost believe that ...

-He slipped in closer claiming his lips as he sighed ... -

We both know I can't make that promise. Time is the one thing I may not have in this case ... but yes ... I'll try and stick around and keep you warm for a while longer. I can handle Lori ...

-He leaned in silencing anything else the boy had to say as he claimed his lips and had him roughly again. He wanted to forget for a moment. Just this one moment. Hours later as they lay in bed, Mal dozing quietly, Zillah got up from the bed moving slowly towards the window as he stared out. He pressed his forehead against the cool glass as he closed his eyes. Every part of him wanted to run out and find his parents. Instead he had to hang around here feeling ... helpless ... -