<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SXrLTpO.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Curtis "Curt" Roark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14654145#msg14654145)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10'', Dogwood, Unicorn Hair, very stiff and straight (https://pm1.narvii.com/6506/c464ab22ecb450fbb6fea0aab93986aa74e2fa00_hq.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Suspenders are in, right? (https://i.imgur.com/wDlKFLx.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Friday, September 13th, 2019 | After Dinner<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Shores of the Black Lake<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Fucking pissed! All the language!<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Blood//Water - grandson (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rc_8tbGhXUc)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dior Darley | CLOSED<br/><strong>Notes:</strong> Carried over from Dior Darley - NSFW (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300117.msg14672271#msg14672271) </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>When she turned, Curt felt his heart skip a beat. He remembered first meeting her and Derek. It was his second year and their first year. Curt hated how cliche it was, but he had fallen for the pretty, skinny, blond, rich witch pretty much the minute he saw her. It was terrible, but he'd only really started talking to Derek because he found out that the other wizard was her twin brother and he thought if he got to know Derek he would have a good in to talk to Dior. It hadn't worked out quite that way. Derek ended up being the one he got close with and Dior was the ever constant pain in his chest. He thought he could impress her with a few of his stunts, so he asked them to come to a party that summer. Derek had been amazed when he hammered a long nail into his nasal cavity, but Dior had been disgusted.<br/><br/>He remembered asking her out for the first time. He thought if they just went out on a data, she'd see a different side of him. Curt could clean up and behave properly. He honestly thought that Dior would appreciate that he could be a well rounded sort of person who had a dark side and a light side. Instead, she laughed in his face. He spent the last five years taking shots at her while she did the same to him after that. Yet let Dior get to him sometimes. All she had to do was catch him alone, bat her eyelashes, touch his chest a little, and ask him for something. Curt would almost always do it.<br/><br/>The incident at the party last year had made it more difficult. The three of them were at a party and he was sober. Curt always kept sober if he was doing stunts. Too much room for dangerous error if he was drunk. Derek and Dior were drunk, Dior moreso. Derek didn't want to leave his sister alone, but he had also wanted to chat some girl up. He'd asked Curt to watch her. So he did. He sat with her on the couch and listened to her taking drunk shots at him while flicking through his media feeds on his phone. Drunk Dior was more tolerable than sober Dior at times. She mostly just talked. They were alone and she started getting a little heavier in her drunk ramblings. Curt had never heard her talk that way before. It felt almost more genuine than sober Dior was on a day to day basis. They talked for a few minutes before she clicked the camera on her phone on and kissed him. Before he could say anything, she sent the short video off and passed out next to him.<br/><br/>That eventually lead to her little game with him over the summer, which was leading to this now he supposed.<br/><br/>Five years he had spent hung up on her. It pissed him off more at himself than at her. He felt stupid, "The fuck is wrong with you?!" he snapped as she said he was lucky she was the only one who saw him that night, "You had no fucking right, Dior! What kind of person sees someone doing that and decides to video them instead of just leaving?! Are you seriously fucked in the head?!"<br/><br/>"So what now, Dior?! It wasn't good enough for you to fuck with me over the summer? You just needed to do it again? Is this some kind of threat? You want something and if I don't give it to you, you're gonna send that to everyone?!" he threw his arms out in question. Curt had shown Dior how to break into Ravenclaw, he'd done homework for her, he'd helped her hide her drinking from her parents; she had to know he wouldn't so easily give things to her after what she did over the summer. Was this some kind of blackmail? What would the school do if they got hold of the video? Expel him? Curt did a lot of stupid stuff, admittedly the contents of that video wasn't the brightest night of his life, but he usually kept it below the expulsion line. He took care not to do any of his harsher stunts on school property and never did anything outright dangerous during the year. Yet he was sure video proof of him choking a girl while fucking her in the library would be grounds for expulsion. It wouldn't matter that it was consensual. The fact was that no school could risk not punishing someone for something like that and risk the video being seen by the wrong people and blaming the school for it. Was Dior that petty? Right now, after this summer, he believed she was.