On Second Thoughts...{Lachie}

[Chase Connors]

Chase had successfully managed to slip the love potion into one of the punch bowls at the back of the room... That is, once he remembered that he was planning on spiking the punch. After everything that had unfolded in the broom closet upstairs he had hardly been able to think straight. But, he'd remembered, and with a grin on his face he'd headed to the back of the room.

The Great Hall was full of students in all sorts of weird and wonderful costumes, and half of them he couldn't even recognise as people he knew. Hopefully, with his robin mask on, they wouldn't be able to recognise him too easily either.

Filling one glass with newly spiked potion, he headed along the table to fill another from a plain punch one, wondering all the while if anyone had thought to slip in some firewhiskey... damn...why hadn't he thought of it sooner?

With the second glass on punch in hand he headed over to where he could see the unmissable costume of his best friend, batman. Lachie too. He grinned as he handed over the glass of spiked punch. He took a sip of his own. Glancing around, he saw a few hot girls over the other side of the room and motioned to them. "Check out the vampire babes." He waited till Lachie turned to look over his shoulder at who Chase was pointing at before giving him a nudge on the elbow of the hand that held the spiked potion. He wondered exactly which girl Lachie's eyes would be on when he drank it. The potion was a pretty fast working one.

Chase took another sip of his own punch and let the cool liquid soothe his throat, his mind on Emily even as he watched Lachie and waited till his friend took a drink Damn it why wasn't he drinking it yet? "Come on man, drink up. What's wrong with you. You're usually the first to drink..." He slowed down, head feeling slightly foggy and distanct, leaving him dazed. An image of a blonde head appeared in his mind and he pictured those curves...those waves...that ass...oh damn, those tits too..."Damn, Dupree is hot..." The words were spoken quietly in his dazzled, lightheaded state, but they were loud enough for Lachie to hear.

Chase completely forgot about the potion that he had slipped to Lachie, all he could think of, was where the heck was that hot-shot professor of his anyways...

[lachlanparker]

I CAME HERE TO MAKE YOU DANCE TONIGHT
I DON'T CARE IF I'M A GUILTY PLEASURE FOR YOU - WE'RE GETTING DOWN TIL THE STARS COMING UP

Lachlan couldn't help but giggle at Chase as he spied his friend from across the room. Thanks to the fact that Chase had no idea about what the Batman series was about, Lachlan had managed to wrangle it so that Chase was Robin, Batman's wussy sidekick (well, not that Chase knew that, and Lachlan planned on keeping it that way).

"You look stupid." Lachlan said as Chase handed him a drink. He grinned. "Seen Trent yet?" he asked, raising his eyebrows as he took the first sip out of his glass. He hadn't seen Trent all night and was beginning to worry that Trent was feeling too shy about his batgirl outfit.

He frowned at Chase's comment. "Vampires. Bleh," he replied snarkily, finishing his first sip of the drink. "I highly doubt that they're babes - they're probably all thirtee -"

Lachlan's mind felt as if someone had squeezed a lemon over it, making it twitch and flinch under his scalp. His head started to feel dizzy and Lachlan's eyes grew hazy. What on earth was in that drink? "Chase?" Lachlan said, his eyes going out of focus. He lifted a hand to the side of his head to steady himself. What was going on?

Almost as soon as it had come, the feeling left, and Lachlan was left with a a rosy-tinge to everything his hazel eyes saw. Especially Chase.

WOW.

Chase!

Lachlan ripped his batman mask off and threw it to the floor, whilst he thrust his drink into the hands of the nearest person. Chase wasn't going anywhere tonight. "Who needs Vampire babes when they have you, Chase?" Lachlan said in his most seductive voice, taking a step in closer to his friend.

He lifted a finger and ran it down Chase's chest, his hazel eyes meeting Chase's sparkling blue ones. Mmm, they sure were lovely. Lachlan made a small growling sound and before he could control himself, he flung himself onto his friend and started planting kisses all over Chase's face, as the two of them rolled around on the floor.

Who cared what everyone else thought, anyway?

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[Chase Connors]

Handing the drink over, Chase shook his head. He hadn't seen Trent for several hours if he was being totally honest. The wuss.

Finally! Lachie had drunk some of the potion, now, it shouldn't take long at all for it to take effect. "Not the vampire type, batman?" Chase raised an eyebrow and felt somewhat amused as he took a sip of his drink. With all the sudden feelings that rushed over him Chase didn't even notice that Lachie had stopped mid-sentence.

Gorgeous... damn where was that sexy professor tonight anyway?

Chase shook his head and ignored Lachie saying his name and his temporary moment of dizziness. He let his eyes drift around the room. He longed to see her, to smell her, touch her... Oh, wow... So freaking hot! She had to be here some wher--

Chase's eyes focussed on Lachie when he heard him speak in a way that he'd never heard Lachie speak to him before. Before he had time to think about the finger that ran over his chest, his mind drifted back to Dupree - no. Katherine. Sweet, gorgeous Katherine... Where was she!? He wanted to kiss h-

Lips attached to his and before he could even think about what was happening his back hit the floor and he felt someone's tongue slide into his mouth, the feignt taste of punch in the other persons mouth... Chase's eyes shot open and he saw... Lachie?

Holy hell! Lachie!

Chase felt light headed and he swore that he could mentally see himself dotting the 'i' with a heart.

Oh Gods... Lachie. Something inside Chase exploded and before he knew what was happening he was kissing Lachie back with vigour, one hand sliding into his hair to pull him close while the other ran straight down his back to grope Lachie's ass. Oh holy heck yes! Was there anything else in this world that he could possibly want at this very moment in time?

Thoughts of Dupree had long since vanished since that first moment Lachie had began kissing him and now, he didn't know why he'd ever thought of her in the first place. This, right here right now, was freaking heaven!

[lachlanparker]

I CAME HERE TO MAKE YOU DANCE TONIGHT
I DON'T CARE IF I'M A GUILTY PLEASURE FOR YOU - WE'RE GETTING DOWN TIL THE STARS COMING UP

Lachlan didn't complain as Chase slid his tongue into his mouth. Nor did he complain when Chase's hands went in several directions: one in Lachie's hair, the other down south, grabbing his ass. He let out a tiny squeal as he kissed Chase back with furious passion, completely unaware that the two of them were making a scene in the middle of the hall.

As the two of them snogged like two seals fighting over a grape, their hands flying everywhere, they toppled over onto the floor. "This looks familiar," Lachlan panted between kisses, referring to their night out on the town two weeks ago. His lips were bruised and red and all Lachlan could think was that he wanted more.

He pulled himself up off Chase and lent a hand down, lifting his friend up from the sticky punch-covered floor as well. "Broom closet," Lachlan said as if it was an order. "Now." He didn't know how long he could wait.

Just as he pulled Chase aside and shoved his tongue down the boy's throat, he saw Emily standing just behind Chase. To say the least, she didn't look pleased. "Rack off, Emily," he said, finding a voice that wasn't his own. "Chase is mine tonight."

If the people around them knew what Lord of the Rings was, they would have compared Lachlan to Gollum and Chase to the ring, but as they were stuck in the middle of Hogwarts where nobody knew anything muggle, it didn't matter anyway.

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[Emily Prescott]

Emily laughed as she twirled on the dance floor, shaking her head at some of the insane dance moves the boys from Gryffindor were showing off. Clearly it still stood that Gryffindor's knew how to have fun more than the other houses, Emily herself was slowly learning how to loosen up, act her age and just let go. Really she had admit she enjoyed the feeling of not being so serious all the time. Chase really was bringing out a side in her she hadn't believed could exist until recently and she was loving every second of it.

Spinning out of the hands of a sixth year, Emily let out a laugh trying to catch her breath, "I'm going to get a drink..." she told her friends, watching with great amusement as they all nodded and continued dancing. Shaking her head, Emily made her way from the dance floor with a bounce in her step as she weaved through the crowd. She had yet to see her boys which surprised her, for she'd been sure Lachlan would have appeared at some point if not Chase, to grab a dance with her, he always did at these social events.

Biting down on her lip she let her eyes scan the crowd as she continued to approach the table, frowning when she couldn't make them out anywhere. Finally though as she got closer to the table the commotion surrounding it drew her attention away from the dancing students, her curiousity as to what was going on got the better of her and she moved her way through the small crowd to get a look at what was so interesting.

What she saw twisted at her insides painfully and made her stumble to a stop, unable to look away from the scene unfolding in front of her. Lachie and Chase were on the floor together, bodies pressed tightly together, hands roaming into some intimate places...then to top it all off their lips moved against each others with a passion and need she'd never witnessed before, not even when Chase kissed her.

"This looks familiar,"

It was as if all the other noise in the room ceased to go on, Emily could only watch on in horror, her eyes widening a fraction when she heard Lachlan's words. Familiar? Did that mean...had this happened before? Had she been to blind to see it, too distracted by the attention she was getting off Chase to realise he was screwing around with her best friend as well. Her insides went cold and her heart squeezed painfully. Somehow though, maybe due to the shock she held back the tears, watching as Lachlan stood and pulled Chase with him, ordering the other boy down to the broom closet. Again Emily felt her heart splinter as she recalled only hours before being there with Chase herself, and what they'd shared...

Again they kissed but then Lachlan's eyes landed on her, and when he spoke all she could do was shake her head, ignoring the searing pain in her chest from his words. "I don't...I don't under...understand..." she said, struggling to keep her emotions in check as she stared between the two boys, wondering if perhaps this was some cruel joke, some mistake she was witnessing like when Chase had cornered Elena...

[Chase Connors]

"This looks familiar,"

Chase grinned against Lachie's lips. "From what I remember... you weren't on top, babe." The words were damn near growled before he pulled Lachie back down to crush their mouths together in another fierce battle of tongue on tongue. Chase could feel Lachie's body moving above him and he moaned. Heaven.

As Lachie stood up, Chase couldn't help but admire the view and a slow smile spread across his face; a smile that only widened at being commanded to the broom cupboard.

He allowed himself to be pulled to his feet before their lips connected once more. Broom closet. Oh yes please. Something in his mind stirred. He'd been there already today... but... why, again? And who with? Why would he want to be with anyone but Lachie? Damn who was it -

"Rack off, Emily. Chase is mine tonight."

Emily! Ah yes, that was it.

Chase let the words repeat through his mind. 'mine tonight' Oh heck yes! He couldn't think of anything he'd want more than Lachie. All of Lachie. He mind spun with possibilities and images that he probably shouldn't be thinking raced through his mind making him groan and want to be close to Lachie all the more. What were they still doing here? Why weren't they in that broom closet already?

He tugged at the collar of Lachie's costume when he heard a voice behind him. He turned and laughed softly, his free hand sliding down Lachie's chest even as he turned to look at the owner of the voice.

Emily. Something told him that he should be caring about the look on her face but... why?

"What's not to understand?" He grinned and looked back at Lachie again, leaning in to bite his lower lip. "Now about that broom closet, babe..."

[Emily Prescott]

Emily's eyes locked onto Chase as he finally turned to her, acknowledging her presence finally, maybe he could explain this. Though as he moved his hand slid down Lachie's chest intimately, and there wasn't so much as a fraction of space between their bodies. When he laughed at her Emily both felt and heard her heart finally splinter into pieces as a rush of humiliation washed over her to. How had she been so stupid, why hadn't she followed her instincts on this one. Emily hated that she'd let herself become so vulnerable to Chase, she should have known he'd break her heart...with her best friend too...that made all this a thousand times worse.

"Wow, first he drags me into the broom closet hoping to cop a feel and now he's practically dry humping your best friend..." Elena smirked as she moved to stand beside Emily a smirk on her pretty face, "I must say Prescott you've got to be the most pathetic girl at this school...how could you not have known he'd do this. Break your heart...look around, he's done it a lot...did you really believe you were so special?" Elena laughed as she turned and walked away, finding great pleasure in the mayhem occuring all around the hall.

Emily closed her eyes and looked down, resisting the urge to smack Elena. The girl had after all been right, so what was the point. Emily could feel the eyes of everyone in the surrounding crowd, now settling on her as they all realised that Emily and Chase had obviously been something more than just friends, something way more. Many felt sorry for the girl in front of them but others seemed amused, it was one thing to catch your boy-friend with another girl, a total other to catch him with your best guy friend, and to top it all off neither were hiding their want for each other, or even attempting to.

"I guess I just don't understand how I let you trick me...I should of trusted my instincts..." Emily said in response to Chase, ignoring his comment to Lachie about the broom closet. In a move completely out of character for her Emily moved forward and swung her hand up. The SLAP she delivered to Chase's face echoed loudly through the hall, drawing more eyes to them, many of whom were Professors already making their way over to see what was going on.

Emily could feel herself trembling as a tidal wave of different emotions tried to crush her, but for the moment all she could do was stare at the boy in front of her, making no attempt to hide her tears any more. "Don't ever...ever talk to me again..." she said, surprised her voice was so steady as she shot a look at Chase, then pushed her way through them both and hurried to the side entrance of the hall, needing to get away from all of it.

[Chase Connors]

Chase wasn't really listening to whatever Elena was saying to Emily, his attention had turned back to Lachie and he gave up toying with the collar of his shirt and let both hands travel down his chest instead. He heard something being said about her 'thinking she was special' or something and he 'hmmed' softly. Lachie was special. Lachie was very special. And also very his.

"I guess I just don't understand how I let you trick me...I should of trusted my instincts..."

His attention flicked back to Emily as she spoke to him. Before he had a chance to say anything though, a hand connected with his face and he stumbled backwards. He was still in mid stumble when Emily barged between the two of them on her way out and he clattered to the floor.

For a few stunned seconds he held a hand to the side of his face and blinked away the shock. "Well that stung a little..."

He looked up at Lachie and laughed. Crazy b*tch. What did she think she was? His girlfriend or something? No, that part of him was reserved for Lachie and Lachie alone.

It was as he thought it that he realized just what situation he was in and he pushed to his knees, still looking up at Lachie. That broom closet? It was too far away. He wanted Lachie and he wanted him now.

His hands reached up to the batman belt around Lachie's waist and it didn't take much effort to unclip it. Now this was a good place to be. He wanted to-

He froze, suddenly feeling a little light headed. Probably being so close to Lachie and- No. Wait. WHAT!?

Chase let out what he was sure sounded like an incredibly feminine cry of horror and he scrambled away from Lachie and stumbled to his feet. What the heck was going on!?

His head felt clearer and a rush of memories raced through him. His face dropped in horror. He'd been spiked by his own potion! Oh f*cking hell. He'd been seconds of taking Lachie's trousers off him and- NO!

Chase squeezed his eyes tight closed and shook his head wildly to fight back the images plaguing him as he muttered under his breath. "No. No nonononononono no. Oh, God no..."

He groaned. How the hell had he just been sucked under that potion? He didn't drink it! But, Lachie did... so... maybe when Lachie kissed him he got the potion that way? He cringed at the memory of dancing tongues with his best friend. Who knew the potion had been that strong? Thank God the professors had intervened when they had and stopped the potion - or at least that's what he assumed must have happened.

Chase kept his eyes tightly shut and just kept shaking his head, repeating the same mantra in his head. If one this was for sure, he couldn't face looking at Lachie right now. Probably wouldn't be able to look him in the eye for a long while yet. Oh gods...

Who needed Death Eater attacks in order to get nightmares for life? Snogging, deep throating, grinding, and almost going down on ones guy best friend was enough to ensure than Chase would never sleep peacefully again.

Holy heck what had just happened?

A face entered his mind and his eyes shot open.

Emily...

[lachlanparker]

I CAME HERE TO MAKE YOU DANCE TONIGHT
I DON'T CARE IF I'M A GUILTY PLEASURE FOR YOU - WE'RE GETTING DOWN TIL THE STARS COMING UP

Lachie draped his arm over Chase's shoulders and turned to look at Emily with a sort of 'duuuh' expression. "Emily," he said in his almost-drunken lecture voice, "Chase and I are banging. I'm so sorry you had to find out this way." He wasn't really. All he cared about was getting Chase into that broom closet - and fast.

"Come hither, Robin, let's go to our batcave..." he said to Chase, wiggling his eyebrows like a villain in vaudeville. Lachlan delivered a big, wet kiss to Chase's cheek and slid his hand onto his friend's ass. Well hey, if they were going to go to the broom closet, they should go in style.

Just as the two friends (were they really classified as friends now? Lachlan couldn't tell) were about to make their way towards the 'batcave', Lachlan heard footsteps from behind them. He turned his head around, as did Chase, and saw a very oddly calm Emily, who delivered a slap to Chase's face that echoed off the walls of the hall. People stood and stared, dropping whatever it was that they were doing. Lachlan blinked a few times, trying to understand what had just happened.

Did this mean that they wouldn't be going to the broom closet after all?

Just as Emily walked away, Chase had sunk to his knees and had begun undoing the batman utility belt that Lachlan had on for his costume. He knew where this was going, and needless to say, he was more happy and excited than he'd been in a long while. Who needed Post Traumatic Stress Disorder when you had someone like Chase helping you to feel better?

The batman belt dropped to the floor and Lachlan was ready. Who cared if people were around? Lachlan needed it here, hard and fast and just as Chase -

"CHASE WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

[/b] Lachlan roared as Chase scrambled away, compeltely devastated with his own actions. Lachlan grabbed the batman belt off the floor in one swift motion and clipped it back on. Chase had started to scream in protest and Lachlan was half inclined to join him.

"Oh god what the f*ck did we just do oh my god OH MY GOD," Lachlan screamed, backing away slowly from Chase. He needed to get out of here. This was too much. Before his mind could go over what he and Chase had just done, Lachlan started to run. He ran straight the crowds trying to get into the hall and straight past Trent, who was finally coming to the party. He ran back to the Common Room and collapsed onto his bed in the boys dormitories. What. The. F*ck.[/blockquote][/justify]