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Posted on Sunday, 18th of August, 2013 @ 5:27pm by Seventh Year Prefect (S) Reginald Price & Seventh Year Prefect (G) Jennifer Collins

Mission: September 1 A new Beginning
Location: The Garden
Timeline: After the Dance


It took 45 minutes before Reg and Jen could slip out of the dance. As much as she loved dancing with Reg, tonight she was eager to find out what he'd been up to these past weeks. He said it was nothing bad, but with Reg, nothing bad could still be terrible.

She walked through the garden and slipped into the shadows and into the woods. Not too deep, but far enough to be out of sight. An old, gnarled tree whose roots rose out of the ground provided a perfect shelter for them to be alone. She pulled out the blanket they frequently used and spread it on the ground before sitting on a soft pile of mulch. "Okay, what have you been up to?" she asked.

Reg sat down across from her. He seemed nervous and worried for a moment. Even though it wasn't a big deal, it was still a bit embarrassing for him to say out loud. "Well... To be entirely honest with you... I've been... studying." He said softly as he looked to her, slightly red in his face. "Since I made it in as a Champion, whether or not it was our doing or not, I knew I had to step up my game a bit so... I have been trying to cram my head to be of more help to you guys. After the First Challenge, and how we barely got through it in one piece, I decided I wouldn't be much used to you guys if I didn't study. You guys are so much smarter then I am when it comes to this stuff. You two could definitely pull through with me. I feel like dead weight compared to you guys."

"Why didn't you say something? You know I would have helped!"

Then she punched him on the shoulder. "What do you mean you're not much use to us? I have book smarts, but I can't fly like you do. I'm not the adventurous type. I figured out the door, but I couldn't get the key. It took a TEAM, Reg. All of us combining our unique skills."

Reg looked at her as he held his shoulder. For a moment there he was a little shocked at her reaction, but that was only because she had been hanging around him too long. His eyes widened slightly as he opened his mouth. "Ow." He smirked lightly afterwards and laughed a bit. "Where was that necessary?"

Jen flopped back onto the blanket with a groan of frustration. "When it is necessary to keep things from me?"

"I was embarrassed, okay?" Reg said with a sigh as he rubbed his shoulder a bit. "These tests are gonna be all about how smart you are and how good you are at solving problems. My Quidditch skills will only get me so far in this competition. And by the way, thanks to this competition, I am no longer on the team. You know how much that sucks on my end?" He let out a sigh and looked over to her. "For the record, take it easy on working out. People are gonna start thinking you're stronger than me and my dignity might not be able to take another pounding." He laughed slightly and smiled at her. "I'm kidding, by the way."

Jen put her hands behind her head. "I lift books. LOTS of books. You should try it," she teased. "You and your dignity could use a good workout."

"I know. I think you left a bruise." Reg said jokingly as he moved his suit slightly and tried to look at his arm with a bit of a laugh. "No seriously. It's feels like it's starting to swell up. Come over here and check it out."

"Wimp," she teased, not moving. "A big, brave champion like you should be able to handle a little bruise." After the stress and worry over the first challenge, it was nice to be able to finally relax and work on her school assignments -- and spend time with Reg.

"No, but seriously. I was scared of not being able to help you guys out and cost us a chance at the Triwizard Cup." Reg sighed as he moved laid next to her, turning his head to look at her. "I just didn't want to disappoint you guys, more so you."

She rolled on her side to face him. "You won't disappoint me. As long as you're there by my side we'll be fine. We're a team, remember?" She leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss.

Reg smiled and kissed her back with a soft sigh. He was pushing himself, afraid of what everyone else would think and to disappoint her. He wanted to shake his old image and try to show everyone a new one by being someone he wasn't. Reg pulled back from the kiss and ran his hand through her hair slowly. "Your right. I should learn to listen to you more."

"Remember this goes both ways," she said quietly. "I need you, too. I couldn't do this whole Champion thing if I didn't have your help and support. I'm so glad this is a team effort."

"I just don't want to get left behind by you and Barney." Reginald said softly as he leaned back and smiled at her.

"I'm only good at book learning. I'm more comfortable in the library doing research or writing a few inches of parchment. I'm not a champion. I don't even know why my name was pulled out of the cauldron. I can't even fly like you do, or play quidditch."

"But this competition isn't about those things. It's about smarts and working with people. Both things I am not all that good at." Reg replied and let out a sight. "Once our names came out of that goblet, I knew I would have to step it up, but I can't seem to focus."

"I've seen you stand up to Peter and Pandora. You're pretty good. And you do well enough to pass your courses. It's a combination of skills and you're better all around than I am."

"But these challenges aren't just about what you can do its what you know. I am more concerned about you then myself. Even Barny has grown on me, to be honest." Reginald stopped and took a deep breath, looking into her eyes. "I just want to be at your level. No one in here is as book smart as you and I want to be able to help, in that way, when the times comes." He took her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it lightly on the top and then looked back into her eyes. "I can do this. I want to win. Not just for the school, but to prove to my father I am something without him. I... We can do this. I am just wanting to be prepared."

Before she could answer he leaned in and kissed her passionately, still holding onto her hand. Reg leaned back slowly to look at her again with a smile. "I am going to prove to them I am not who they always thought I was. I am someone they can stand behind. In a good way." He whispered, running his hand down her cheek. "I need this, as much as I need you."


Reginald Price
Slytherin Prefect

Jennifer Collins
Gryffindor Prefect


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