<div class="floatleft">(https://media.vanityfair.com/photos/5884e18f9a46ec0e311bfdf6/master/w_768,c_limit/sundance-2017-aubrey-plaza.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> Audrey Thorup (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14662805#msg14662805)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fourth | Ravenclaw <br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle born <br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 ½ | Larch | Snallygaster heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Ravenclaw uniform (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/53/e9/47/53e947cfa3e486f27561656454291927.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Monday, 2 September 2019 | Evening <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Great Hall | Ravenclaw table<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Bitches love me<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Mindless Self Indulgence - Bitches (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_lZjm5YQmw)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Derek | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.gifer.com/3ZQ5.gif)</div>Despite the commotion filling every corner of the Great Hall, Audrey still noticed, as she placed her bread down and took a chugging drink of pumpkin juice, that someone was joining the festivities a little late. Derek Darley - Dior’s twin brother - was known for not being the most punctual. He, in typical fashion, came in with his head down, trying to be invisible, a mess of wrinkles and disheveled curls.<br/><br/>He was unkempt and maybe a little messy, but that only added to his appeal, for Audrey. She may have harbored a small crush on him for a while. But that, unsurprisingly, went nowhere. Audrey kept the crush to herself, figuring it would never go anywhere. Besides, it wasn’t like Derek was interested. Why would he be? Still, Audrey couldn’t help herself. When she saw him approach the Ravenclaw table, she turned toward him and beckoned him with a finger doing the ‘come hither’ motion.<br/><br/>Even though there was someone sitting near Audrey, that didn’t matter to Derek, who made room for himself next to her. Audrey’s hand lowered, her snarky smirk spreading across her features. “Hello there, Derek.” She darkly purred while sizing him up in a rather unsubtle way. His accent was even more adorable than she had remembered it being last year. The same could be said about his face, actually.<br/><br/>Derek broke into a pot pie of sorts - though knowing the UK, it probably had some really weird or otherwise inappropriate name for no apparent reason - and collected crumbs against his cheek. Audrey licked the corner of her lip, as if that would help rid him of the crumbs, somehow. Derek complimented her post from Wiztagram and made her break into a sheepish grin.<br/><br/>She glanced at his single dimple as it formed and finally slipped her tongue back into her mouth again. “Um. Thanks!” Audrey croaked awkwardly, her gaze falling back to her plate. “Oh, I mean, all attention from Phixyll is wanted attention. He’s a dirty grandpa. That’s a huge kink, apparently.” For emphasis, her wide eyes rolled at the word huge.<br/><br/>“But, no, I’m just saving it for really special occasions. Like when I wind up in detention. I feel like it’s bound to happen this year.” Her smile faltered a little as her caramel gaze found his pools of mahogany. “I’m not seeing anyone.” She remarked in what sounded almost like a conspiratorial whisper.<br/><br/>Before he had a chance to respond, Audrey reached out with her thumb and swiped some of the crumbs from his cheek. She glanced down at her thumb afterward, perking a brow at the remnants, then stuck her thumb into her mouth and sucked the crumbs up with fervency. Once she pulled her thumb out, it left her lips with a popping sound.<br/><br/>“Except like, you, right now, for dinner. I guess. Kinda.” She shook her head, mostly at herself, inwardly cringing at her own verbal hiccups.