Midnight Stargazing (Xavier)

[brigitte c. welcester]

All my life I've
• • • been good but now,• • •

woah, I'm thinking
• • •what the hell• • •

The young blond tossed and turned in her bed located in the dark, dangerous dungeon. Most days it was a comfortable temperature, but today just happened to be one of the colder night at Hogwarts. The young french blond wasn't used to this colder weather since she lived in the southern part of France. She just couldn't seem to get to bed at all, and she was so frustrated she shot out of bed and silently cursed to herself. She pushed the warm blanket from her body and let her body slip out of bed careful to be silent. She looked over to her watch and knew that it was slightly passed midnight. She quickly remembered that tonight was a full moon, and she had always loved the night time and the stars. She loved it so much she was overjoyed to be in the Astronomy class learning everything about the stars. Brigitte slipped into her black ballet flats and slipped on her black silk robe. Her black night gown went past the edge of her robe making her look decent. She also made an effort to spray jasmine scented perfume on her neck and wrist. She loved that smell on her body, and it had a way of making people stop a stare. She loved the attention it brought.

Brigitte was quite sure that no one would be up there, but then again there was a ton of teens here so their was a high chance someone could be sneaking around as well. Of course, Brigitte had memorized the way to the Astronomy tower, and truth be told was one of the only places she could really find around this school. Hogwarts was completely new to her, and she tended to get lost on the moving stars mostly. She remembered the first time she was on the stairs when they started to move. It totally scared her, but she was reassured by others that the stars moving were normal here.She slowly walked toward the door and noticed her reflection in a mirror. She noticed she had fallen to sleep with her earrings and necklace on. In her head she chuckled and made a reminder to take them off later. On a typical night her hair was loose and she had her jewelry off, but she seemed to have forgotten the jewelry part tonight. She grabbed her double tied fleece blanket with her on her way out the door. She made an effort to close the door as silently as she could. She figured others would wake up soon, but there was no need to disturb the already sleeping female Slytherin members. she made her way quickly toward the stars and almost ran up the stairs. She still hated the way the stars seemed to move at the wrong time. She tip toed around corners keeping her eyes and ears pierced in case some one was up ready to catch children. She really didn't mind being caught by someone, but it was just better not to be caught. She had a way of lying to get herself out of most trouble, but tonight it wouldn't be easy to lie about the fact she was wondering the halls at midnight.

Brigitte finally made her way to the tower doors, and pulled them open cautious that she remained silent as to not get caught. She slipped into the small opening of the door and closed it silently behind her. She turned around and noticed the bright moon, and it seemed to drag her toward it like a magnet. Never letting her eyes leave the moon, she set up the long blanket on the floor and wrapped herself up in it. She was sure she'd end up sleeping up here, and leaving before Breakfast was served. She was positive it would happen since it did one of the first days at Hogwarts. She remembered waking up to the sun in her eyes, and running to get dressed for breakfast. Needless to say she made it to breakfast on time, but it was close. She smiled as she just sat on the floor watching the stars. Honestly, Brigitte had no idea why she loved the night time so much. She never say her mom or dad really into stars, and she was an only child. Maybe it was because the moon had an effect on the whole world right on down from peoples behavior to the ocean waves at night. Back in France, Brigitte would sit on the beach and watch the tide come in and go back out for hours. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her, but she couldn't tear herself away from the moon long enough to see who the mystery intruder was. If they wanted to join her they could, but she wasn't going to move anytime soon.

Stay with me but honestly
I just need to be a little crazy
Words ! eight hundred and eight
Tagged ! Xavier T. Mclaggen
Outfit ! outfit
Lyrics ! What the Hell by Avil Lavigane
Credit ! Broadwayislove@Caution
Notes !excited

[xavier t. mclaggen]

xavier was still awake. the professor was up in his office marking papers as per usual. that was one thing about being a professor, the marking never ever stopped. that was probably purely because he set a lot of work all the time, but that was what being a student was about right? working hard and getting good grades, or at least that’s how he saw it in his eyes. many of the students he taught didn’t seem to understand that, they pissed about in his lessons, irritating the shit out of him, and he just ended up having to send them out class after class, or making them stay back and write lines or something. he had definitely been a much better student than any of them back in his day. xavier sighed, resting his head in his face, and turning over to the next first year essay. most first years were idiots, there was no doubt about it, most of them couldn’t tell a star from a planet for merlin’s sake. xavier tired of having to read essays that made absolutely no sense, he just ended up giving them all Ds or Ts. the young professor swilled his glass of scotch and took a sip, leaning back in his chair and pushing the papers away from him. he gave up, he could mark the rest of them tomorrow, but now he needed to head back to his chambers and sleep or something. but before that he was going to go out onto the astronomy tower and remind himself of why he actually did this job, aside from the fact that he could check out the hot students in his classes.

heading out onto the tower, xavier saw a student. he couldn’t tell exactly who it was from the back, but she was female and blonde, always a good sign in his books, either way he had to go and let her know he was here, and either sit with her or send her back to bed with a detention. he had drunk rather a lot of scotch whilst marking papers, and whilst still mostly in control of his actions, xavier was certainly a little tipsy, but he was mostly prone to bad actions even when he was sober. he walked over to the girl in her night gown, and sat beside her looking into her face. ah, it was one of the french girls from his sixth year class, brigitte. and she had been sorted into slytherin if he remembered correctly. the professors were definitely not meant to have any sort of house allegiances, but the majority of them had been ex students of the school themselves, and definitely showed some sort of priority to their houses. xavier certainly did, all of the brothers and sisters of his old friends from slytherin got preferential treatment, and most of the kids in slytherin were kids he preferred. as a student, xavier had shown a lot of disdain for gryffindors and it showed in his temperament towards them now. the problem was it was most of them who were the pranksters and he really hated pranksters.

he smiled at the girl, ”don’t worry, you’re not in any sort of trouble.” he could smell jasmine on her, perfume probably, which immediately turned him on. jasmine was one scent that he could absolutely not resist when a girl wore. oh, the smell of jasmine had got him in a lot of trouble back when he was a student, and well he’d not really changed since then. ”just enjoying the stars are we?” xavier asked. she was certainly a pretty girl, and he hadn’t got with all of the beauxbatons girls yet, including her. she was perhaps a little young for his tastes, at sixteen, but he supposed five years wasn’t such a bad age gap really, he could deal with it. ”and whats a pretty girl like you doing alone?” xavier suggested fowardly, he was a little drunk after all, and he might as well get right to the point. xavier needed some, he hadn’t had any in ages, and well he was suffering because of it.

word count: about 700.
notes: sorry it’s a bit shorter, haven’t used xav in a whileeee.

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