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augury_megan in augury_rpg

Who: Megan Jones and Linus Vaisey  
What: The Second Test
Where: Great Hall
When: Just as dinner is finishing, December 16, 1997
Status: Beginning

Megan had eaten her own dinner rather quickly. Her mind was teeming with ideas and time was limited if she was going to attempt them this evening. The note that she had found in her pocket earlier that afternoon had not gone completely ignored. The idea had come to her while she was sitting in the library, several tables away from Sophie Rivers - a Sixth Year Slytherin. The whole plan was inspired somewhat by Michael's actions the previous day in DADA class. A simple fainting hex (enough to get the girl sent to the hospital ward) and a stolen hair later, and Megan was on her way to her second test.

Hurrying out of the Great Hall, Megan snuck away to a bathroom on the second floor. A quick locking charm on the door and Megan entered the final stall in the row, tossing her bookbag on the ground. She fished around the pocket, pulling up the last bit of her supply of polyjuice potion. If she were going to do any more experiments in the future, Megan knew she'd have to learn to make it herself (which was incredibly unlikely) or get her hands on some through some rather illicit means. It was considered an illegal substance at the moment, but she hardly cared. Especially since just living as a halfblood was quickly becoming illegal. 

Megan lifted up the vial and slipped in the blond hair, inhaling the smell of strawberries. She tilted in quickly into her mouth and braced herself for the series of changes that would take place. It was uncomfortable and painful, but at least this time she knew what to expect and managed not to lose the dinner she had eaten just minutes before. Finally, when she exited the bathroom stall, Megan smiled - inspecting herself in the bathroom mirror. 

Instead of a tall girl, with dark skin and curly hair, Megan found herself admiring a different reflection - one that was short and pale with straight blond hair and delicious curves. Picking up her wand, she immediately began to make adjustments to her clothes, shortening her skirt and changing a few small details on her uniform. Then Megan finished off the whole look by applying cosmetics - some mascara, a little lipstick - tiny modifications to help her truly absorb her temporary facade. The true test, however, will be her ability to present herself in public - as someone other than Megan Jones.

She breathed deeply and reviewed herself one more time, before she hid her bookbag and its contents and left the bathroom. Megan's mind monitored her every move, the way she walked and how she carried herself as she descended the staircase to return to the main level.  She hesitated for a moment outside the dining hall, but felt more comfortable when she saw how empty it was. However, Linus was still inside, sitting at the Slytherin table. It was now or never.

Megan strode into the Great Hall with a confidence that normally alluded her. After reminding herself that Sophie belonged there, she made her way over to the Slytherin table and took a seat across from Linus. "Good evening," she remarked casually.



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"I've been a soft touch lately," Linus smirked, almost like he was bitter at this new and particular personality flaw. "Just today I had to coax an associate of mine from Hufflepuff to try and find love anew." Linus shrugged. "Compared to that, your request is simple enough."

He rubbed his temple and sighed, "I think I'm developing a conscience. I suppose its been a long time in coming."

"I'm going to finish my supper. Where should I meet you?"
Linus Vaisey was brilliant in a way that he didn't even know. He managed to puncture a hole in Megan's clever disguise by accident - in a single sentence.

Linus only had one associate from Hufflepuff that she knew of - a certain Ernie Macmillan. And while her companion's words were innocent enough and perhaps Megan would never admit to it without a wand to her head...she felt a slight sting. The expression this news caused must have looked rather strange on Sophie Rivers' face.

"Yes, I suppose having a conscience will get you ever time." Her words sounded hollow and somewhat lost. Who was she kidding? How could Megan maintain such a facade for an extended period of time when one small peak at her real life left her suddenly exposed? Not to mention the sudden guilt she felt, like an child eavesdropping on the stairwell. Was it wrong to decieve someone who prided himself on deception?

"I don't know. Perhaps the library," she suggested, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. It was probably best if she simply bailed on the whole thing.
The disguise was broken, and Linus peered at the girl with nothing but suspicion for a brief instant. His eyes hd narrowed for but a discerning moment, the pieces of incongruity filtering together into one ill-fitting hole.

Linus stayed cool, the last bit of the puzzle being "Sophie's" unusual reaction to his news. Sophie would have elitely scoffed it off. The clencher, however, was one simple action. It was something that Linus noticed from one Megan Jones, because he found it an unspoken endearing quality. She put her hair behind her ear.

"So Sophie, have you considered my proposal from earlier even farther?" He asked, rising his eyes to level at hers. He flashed her a warm smile. "Would you mind if my Father brought the proposal to yours?" Linus stared unblinkingly at the girl. "And a union between our houses... it would be a fine one."
Proposal?! Oh, right. Of course. That's what these people do. Their families marry them off as cattle, decisions made before they're even of age.

Megan was irritated on two accounts. The first being the absolute horrid idea of arrangement marriages based on blood and other such elitist nonsense. The second, that - of course - Linus Vaisey would want to get his hands on a girl like Sophie Rivers. Petite, curvy, pale and pure. She'd make a fine wife. A tasty little crumpet.

But instead of scowling like her instinct told her too, Megan smiled widely. "Of course I have, Linus. But perhaps we should wait. This isn't really the time for such decisions."
Linus, internally, was clenching every fiber of his being at the lie exposed. Outwardly he was calm, amused, serene. He sighed almost happily, leaning his handsome face upon his hand. His eyes traced up Sophie's body, studying it. He went from breasts to neck to face.

And upon reaching her eyes, his look hardened, "I never asked you to marry me." Linus uttered with a single rise of his eyebrow. "Not bad for what I assume is your first time, Jones. Five points to Hufflepuff for sheer duplicity and deceit." He stated, exercising his powers as both Prefect and Inquisitor.

Linus reached up to continue the facade, taking in his strong hands Sophie's delicate one. "Now the question remains. Do I let you go and keep the mystery of what you've done. Or shall we run out the clock... sitting here. For all to see?" An impish look crossed him then as he leaned back. "Either way, I can't let you walk away with what I just told you, now can I?"
"First of all, perhaps if you had responded to my letter with something resembling an actual answer, I wouldn't have attempted to try such a thing just to speak with you. You know full well I can't approach you under normal terms. Second, I didn't do this to pull the wool over your eyes or to make a mockery. Third, don't you act like you wouldn't do the same thing in a heart beat if it benefited you in some way." Her words were a low hiss. Megan still looked like Sophie to the untrained eye, but her expression revealed her true self within.

"My days are numbered, Vaisey. Let me sit here and have this situation be exposed, just jumps me to the front of the line. However, if you help me, you have both the benefit of keeping me for a few more days as well as the perk of being handsomely rewarded for your time. I meant what I said, Vaisey. Whatever you want." She did not turn her eyes from him for a second. "You're my best option at this point."
"Don't get mad at me," Linus chortled in amazement, his bright blue orbs widening at Megan's incredulity. "Its not my fault your knowledge of the greats is sorely lacking. I was but trying to expand your mind and say yes at the same time." Linus smirked to the hidden girl, "Isn't that just the mere definition of win-win?"

Linus leaned forward to the girl, his voice hushed and dangerous, "Its why you're receiving points for your deviousness, and not losing them Jones. I appreciate deceit. Life is a deceit. We're stupid enough to think we have control over it. I enjoy a person giving it as well as life can." His eyebrows rose steadily upon his forehead, "And you bet I would." He whispered even more softly.

Vaisey leaned himself back from his most recent lean and sighed. "Alright, lets go and save your honor before you're stampeded to the front line of this ridiculous purge." He stood up then, despite his hunger, and ventured to the other side to take "Sophie's" hand.
This was certainly not the reaction Megan expected. Even as she spoke, she was mulling over ideas to save her skin, in case the boy was a power hungry lunatic ready to toss her to Podmore and Carrow. When he started teasing her and pointing out that he had just given Five points to Hufflepuff for what she had just done, Megan just sat there, mouth open wide in a very un-Sophie like fashion.

However, she did allow Linus to lead her out of the Great Hall by the hand. As the past the table scattered with other Slytherins, she leaned up a little (how odd if felt to be so short) to whisper. "I was total bullocks, wasn't I?" The fact that Linus had caught on to her so quickly was rather dismaying to Megan.