When a Door is Locked, A Window Can be Broken

Character(s): Rosier Sr., Lucretia Black, & Walburga Black

Hunched over the potion he'd spent the last three months trying over and over again to get it just right, Dwayne Rosier grinned. Laughing softly to himself, he reached for the little vial he had tucked away in his robes earlier that evening. This was the last ingredient and once he added it, his potion would be complete.

Uncorking the thin, beaker-like vial, he carefully tipped it over his palm and had the fine brown hairs drift out. Dropping them over the potion, he brought out his wand and waved it. Watching the potion with baited breath, Dwayne couldn't help but gasp as it burbled up suddenly only to turn to a pale green and start giving off a vapor that held a certain citric scent to it.

"It would figure," he muttered. "Greengrass is just as sour as any lemon."

The potion simmering down, Dwayne cast a quick cooling charm on it and took it off the burner. Then, once satisfied that it was properly set aside, he took a seat on the hard, cold ground of the tiny closet he'd turned into his potions lab. Sighing tiredly, Dwayne reminded himself he couldn't dawdle much longer. Lucretia would be done with Astronomy within the next twenty minutes and if he wanted any hope of making off with the girl, he'd have to get to there before the real Greengrass did.

Chuckling at the cleverness of his plan, Dwayne thought dreamily of the Black beauty. Unlike her cousin, Walburga, Lucretia was fair, demure and had an adorable habit that kept her from meeting the gazes of anyone who was either older than her or male.

Even if you were to try and force her, she wouldn't. No, instead, Lucretia would bend over backward just to avoid doing so and if you did manage to catch her gaze, she'd get adorably wide-eyed. Like small rodent trapped by a hungry owl. It was a sight to see and lately, Dwayne had begun to wonder what it would be like to bed such a girl. Surely such submissive behavior would translate over? And - hopefully - it would mean she would do whatever he wanted?

With any luck, it might mean she'd carry out his deepest fantasies without any dissenting cry.

Still imagining all the things that he could make Lucretia do, slowly, Dwayne's thoughts began to be plagued by the ugly mug of one Clifford Greengrass. Scowling as his mind's eye filled with images of him walking hand in hand with Lucretia and Greengrass pressing kisses to her cheeks, Dwayne shook his head.

Grumbling to himself angrily about the boy that stood in the way of him having his way with Lucretia, he picked up the vile that had previously held Greengrass's hairs and dipped it into the potion. Ladling out a portion, he gulped it down in one fell swoop and spat out afterward due to the taste.

"Ugh, so sour!" he coughed.

However, he was soon distracted from the lingering taste as he watched his person transform. With awe, he stared as his fingers thinned and elongated from their usual stubby appearance and then encountered a bit of dizziness as he lost several inches. However, once he started seeing his chest grow outwards, Dwayne's awe turned to horror.

Scrambling to get his wand from the floor, he transfigured the burner he'd used into a mirror and moaned, "Nooo!"

Touching his now freckled countenance, he frowned when he recognized the face. "Pearl Moon?" he whispered. "But she's in Hufflepuff! What was that daft bugger thinking sneaking that little gossipmonger into our dorm for a shag!"

Throwing down the vile that had transformed him into the Hufflepuff, Dwayne cussed out his luck. "This is so bloody unfair! Why should I be the one to pay for Greengrass being a dog?"

Dropping to the ground, Dwayne crossed his arms and muttered angrily to himself for several long minutes about his poor fortune. However, his muttering soon came to a halt when a sudden idea sparked to life.

"I can tell her," he whispered with excitement. "I can tell Lucretia Greengrass is a dog and that I saw him with Moon! How wicked! She'll break up with that sod in no time at all!"

Giddily jumping to his feet, Dwayne nearly ran out of his little closet and potions lab, but when he nearly tripped over his own robe he stopped and gave an embarrassed giggle. "Oh, oh right. I should wait for this to wear off first…" Taking a seat on the floor once again, Dwayne happily entertained himself with all the ways Lucretia could break up with Greengrass until he started feeling the potion wear off.

Once he was himself again, Dwayne wasted no time in telling Lucretia what her boyfriend had been doing behind her back. However, that was the only part of his plan that went accordingly. Once Lucretia was told, she had Walburga confront Greengrass. For his part, Greengrass looked completely shocked by the accusations and kept insisting they weren't true. Eventually, though, the boy was worn down and admitted that he'd taken Moon to his bed several nights earlier.

Tearful, Lucretia broke things off with Greengrass even as he pleaded with her, promising it wouldn't happen again. Later that night, confident that he would be able to wrangle a date from her, he'd approached her while she was speaking quietly with Walburga and asked, "Will you go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend?"

However, before Lucretia could give an answer, Walburga was throwing stinging hexes at him.

"How dare you!" she screamed. "She just broke things off with that toe rag and you're already asking her out? What is with you slimes? Can't you let a girl properly mourn her failed relationship before you come chatting her up?!"

Running away from the mad Black, Dwayne had slunk off to his dorm to lick his wounds in peace and quiet. But upon entering the room, he was startled to see several other of his dormmates in similar states.

It seemed they'd all been hoping to woo Lucretia Black.

Looking his way upon entering, Mulciber offered up an open bottle Ogden's. "Care for a swig?" he asked.

Hesitating for only a second, Dwayne stalked over and snatched the drink from Mulciber's unresisting fingers. "Hell bloody yes," he muttered before downing the whiskey.

You'll have to let me know what you thought of this one. While parts of it could be sort of funny, overall I just don't know what it is because Dwayne is such a creep in this.

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