<div class="floatleft">(https://static1.squarespace.com/static/53ef0880e4b0439bf8d24521/t/58ddd961d482e98aafe37dfc/1490934161317/the-laterals-evan-peters-1.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Derek Darley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14655389#msg14655389)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Ravenclaw 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> PUREBLOOD<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 Inches | English Oak | Wampus Cat Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Gray Slacks, Ravenclaw Tie, Messy slightly untucked white button up, unbuttoned jacket. <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 6th of September, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Stairs Leading to Hufflepuff Common Rooms<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Umm... What?<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ween - You Fucked Up (https://youtu.be/6Se9vvLsVUI)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Curt, CLOSED </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Derek paused for a moment and looked at his friend. He looked really bothered by something and Derek continued to feel that rock in his stomach reminding him that he had been a shitty friend and not been there for him. He had missed him so much this summer. Maybe Curt had finally caught wind that Derek was kinda an awkward guy with no high regards. He was average at classes and a sidekick at best. It was only last year that he really started to come into his own making friends and having little love interests here and there. Shining to the side of Curt's spotlight, as he spent evenings laughing with his sister sneaking into the Ravenclaw rooms along with Curt. Last year was by far the best year... and he anticipated so much more this year.<br/><br/>To come back at a barren field of friendship and even awkwardness with his sister too was starting to really fuck with Derek.<br/><br/>"We're as thick as thieves, mate. You don't have to worry about bringing me down," Derek then slipped his hands from his arms. Curt felt grounded and didn't seem like he was going anywhere. If Curt did, Derek would chase after him. That's the kinda friend that Derek was.<br/><br/>However, his face grew a bit dark when he mentioned that it was his sister that was causing him angst. He had thought the two were getting along well! "What do you mean?" he began to say taking a step back. Maybe Curt was on to something. Derek wanted to tell Curt not to call Dior a bitch, but this wasn't the time. Derek needed to know what Dior was up to, and why he was fucking with his friendships.<br/><br/>"Curt," Derek said in a very stern way this time. His eyes narrowed as he was growing a bit heated. "I won't cause more problems for you, but I need to know what Dior did... It must have been really bloody bad," Derek began to think of what Dior could have done that was so bad. Did she comment in a terrible way on one of his videos? Did she insult him through text. There were so many possibilities when it came to Dior. The man usually seemed like he had skin thick as steel. Or at least a body like steel with the way he treated it.<br/><br/>"Maybe it was my fault if it was near the end of the summer. We had some awkward... talks about ..." Derek wanted to admit that he had told Dior that they needed to focus on separating and establishing themselves outside of twins. For Dior to find a proper man that could maybe become a husband one day. It was what Granddad wanted. It's what Derek and Dior needed. The wizard world wouldn't accept a pair of pureblood incestuous twins. Even though Derek was so close to Curt, and had wondered if Curt suspected the nature of his relationship with his sister, he didn't dare to tell Curt to upset Dior even more this year.<br/><br/>"... We had some talks about family priorities and the future. It's kinda awkward and I think she's been pretty pissed at me about it. I'm sorry, mate, if it rubbed off on you," Derek added. Not knowing that this situation with Dior was the beginning of the summer, and his concerning conversation with near the end.