Go my own way, that's what I do (1995)

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Allen and Loanne!

Allen raised an eyebrow in a surprised manner with a smirk when she replied that there was no special reason she had owled him. He honestly didn't believe that for a second, everyone always had a purpose for something. Nothing was ever really totally random, everything had a reason. Even Miss Durmstrang.

"You sure?" he asked her, "Because I think you did it because you thought owling me would be dangerous. I mean, Tritta did say I was 'good looking" right? But most of all, you'd probably be pissing off Tritta asking about me. You wanted to know if your friend was bluffing about her story about me." Weird or not, the latter was the most likely reason.

[Loanne Parker]

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Continued from here.

His words made her snort and she had to press her palm on her face in order not to burst into a big fit of laughter. "Dangerous? Is that a serious response? How is there anything dangerous about you?" She asked him teasingly, raising an eyebrow in an almost flirty manner. "And hey, what does good-looking-ness have to do with danger? I don't get that. Explain yourself, would you." Loanne was still grinning widely.

Ohhhh, she was being witty was she? Allen liked witty girls, they were much more entertaining than the dumb bimbos he usually met who couldn't find a decent trace of humor in their bones. But Allen was willing to talk back, in a flirty way of course.

"Oh, girls tend to... do things.. when tempted with guys who are good looking," he said to her, matching her gaze with a much more flirty innuendo.

[Loanne Parker]

Loanne scoffed. Oh man, this was a real self-loving one. But hey, nothing the German girl couldn't handle. "Ah alright, excuse me," she said, nodding her head and giving him a flirty smile. "It's just I always dive so deep into the hotness of guys like you, I forget everything around me. That's probably why I wake up in random bedrooms so much," she said, her voice sounding a lot more like a stupid little girlie's now. As if she honestly didn't get why she did wake up in places she didn't know next to guys she didn't remember. Ah, she was so mocking him.

Allen laughed good naturedly. Of course she wasn't that kind of girl, despite her mention that she was a party girl before. She didn't really look like the type to get down that hard, Tritta was more of that type. Loanne looked more like a... Skater than anything. "That only happens when you're drunk sweetness," he told her half paying attention as they entered the school and he looked around at his surroundings on the account of the not remembering part, "But hey, no judgement. Girls just wanna have fun right?" he said in the same stupid little girl's voice.

[Loanne Parker]

"But I never drink nothing!" Loanne continued, still in that voice, pretending to be super confused about the issue. Sometimes she just enjoyed acting stupid a tad too much.

Then drinking bit was mostly true, though. Admittedly, Loanne had been drunk before and her craziness had been overbearing. But the girl wasn't a big fan of such substances. They blinded your senses and made you forget all the fun you've had. What was the use of that, really? And then she of course wasn't legally allowed to drink alcohol yet, at least not in the muggle world. And since she was a muggle born, that was what mattered most.

"'Course you don't," he told her, but not in a sarcastic way. He could sort of tell her party, crazy girl attitude was a play, she talked big but never really went anywhere with it. It was okay though, most girls Allen knew tried to act like they were so much more than they were. It was a natural thing for teenage girls to do. But he would really like to see this girl get down, that would be a sight to see. But he could bet a decent bit of money she would be the one to chicken out last minute.

[Loanne Parker]

Man, Loanne would so freak if she heard what this stupid boy was thinking. Or maybe she wouldn't, I can't tell. This is, Loanne was a freakin' party girl, she just didn't need alcohol to have a good time. But obviously this blondie here didn't understand that. Bad luck for him if he needed to get drunk to bear with his own horrible self. Loanne wouldn't bother.

But well, he didn't say it out loud and kept it secret, the coward. Therefore all Loanne had to reply to was his simple "Course you don't", which wasn't much. So the girl decided to change the topic. At least somewhat.

"So, you're Hogwarts' official manwhore, or what? How many girls've you had then?" If he was going to think she wanted to know because she was interested in joining that tribe of girls, she'd freak again. This boy was hard to deal with.

It seemed their precious topic of conversation had come to an end as Allen was getting done idly thinking. Her next question was kind of a random one, very blunt for the Gryffindor. He raised an eyebrow at her, why in the world would she want to know? But Allen wasn't dumb, apart of the ticket to the trade was to never give an exact number. It never really went down well with people.

"More than you," he replied more as a joke than anything. He gave a short pause before saying, "What do ya wanna know for? Is Miss Party Girl trying to see if she's outdone me or something?"

[Loanne Parker]

His words made her laugh. "I probably have," she said arrogantly, not meaning it in the slightest. it had become too much of a habit of hers to flirt, but she didn't think she was anywhere close to being a whore. "I merely wanna know whether you're good enough to call yourself that. Not everybody's got what it takes to really go with that title."

Allen had to snort a little bit, it had really been a while since someone had actually questioned whether he was a manwhore or not. Most of the time he spent trying to convince girls he wasn't and that all the rumors were fake (to make his own ends of course). But he didn't feel like playing that game with Loanne. "Look who's talking! You're the one over here tryin to say she's a crazy girl but I havent seen anything to tell me you're not all talk," he told her with a grin. Hey, he wasn't the one trying to make himself out to be something.

[Loanne Parker]

"Maybe it's because I only reveal my true self to people who are worth it?" She asked, an eyebrow raised, her head slightly tilted. "But it's probably not that. Us crazy people go crazy in random moments, when we feel like it. Not when people ask us to. There's a difference between real craziness and acting," she spoke, pretending to be real important and all. Ah well, what was he expecting? What did he think she should do to prove that she was indeed a bit weird. She didn't normally have to make people believe it when she told them.

Allen shook his head, he wasn't hearing anything that was helping her prove her case. "Excuses, excuses madam! That's al I'm hearing," he told her crossing his arms over his chest. Allen wasn't the type to value words, he was the type to value actions. He started to smirk a bit. "Y'know, I bet you've never done a single outlandish thing in your life," he taunted her, "I bet all you do is read alone in your dorm room every night."

[Loanne Parker]

"Ah, so you bet?" She asked, raising a brow, again. "Well well well, I am really not sure if I will ever be good enough to be good enough for you." Oh yeah, right. As if she'd ever wanted to be good enough for anyone. Especially this arrogant, ugly-haired guy who thought he was the real crap. "Test me. What do you think is crazy?"

He was getting her right where he wanted her. It was time to see if she really was just a poser or not. "Hmmmm what to make you do..." he contemplated, trying to think of something crazy, something he knew that he would do in a second but she may never have the lady balls to do. He had stopped walking now and was thinking hard. "Got it," he said aloud, "How about... You strip down completely naked and go say hi to the boys in the bathroom here?" As they were a hall down from the boys bathroom. It was in between classes so it was a tad filled with the opposite sex.

[Loanne Parker]

"Oh man, doing lame dares just because you never saw a girl naked? That's so sad," she said, rolling her eyes and taking off her hoodie already. She kicked off her hardly-tied Converse and got rid of the jeans shorts, now standing in her top and boxershorts. Oh yeah, it was a boxershorts day again. Actually, she'd hardly been not wearing them these last weeks. She pulled the top up and revealed her belly, though then stopped and left it stuck strangely at her breasts.

"Hey, why don't you strip with me, huh? After all, if you get to see me, I don't wanna be left with nothing," she spoke, no flirty tone in her voice but she winked.

"Lame dares because you've never been naked in front of a man before. Very sad indeed" he retorted with a grin. But he was surprised that she was already stripping in the middle of the hall, some passerbys looking in interest. But when he saw the boxershorts he had to raise his eyebrows with a chuckle. "Cute," he commented, "I think I have that pair." He certainly was enjoying getting a strip show in the middle of the hall though, however mildly unsexy the shorts were. He honestly didn't really care about proving her poserness, he just wanted to do something amusing.

But he wasn't surprised when she wanted him to join her; it was only fair. "You wanna see this?" he gestured to himself, lifting his shirt halfway up to reveal his abs. Honestly he'd be glad to, but it was the prospect of going into the guys' bathroom that was boring. He'd just be another naked guy.

[Loanne Parker]

"Your father no loves you?" She was obviously referring to the never-been-naked-in-front-of-a-man, because how many times had her father actually helped her getting dressed or dried her after swimming in the ocean of stuff. Sure, it'd been years since he'd last done that, but technically it counted. Apart from her dad, Loanne had indeed never been naked in front of some guy before. Not because she was super prude or something, because she wasn't. But it just wasn't something that happened regularly. "Seems like you got taste," she commented his remark about the boxershorts, now taking her top off completely. The socks were gone not much later, leaving her in those boxershorts and a bra. And here she'd stay, until he was with her.

"Oh, sure I wanna see that," she said, laughing and tilting her head, now pulling the hairband from her ponytail, releasing the red locks. Flirty much? Nah, not at all. Just trying to be free, of course. "The boys've probably admired you many times. And I don't wanna give those other girls the satisfaction to get to see you. So why don't you go have a party with the teachers, hm?" Her voice was super sweet, but there was this certain evil smirk in her face. Now it was getting interesting, no matter whether he did it or not.

The joke must've been an inside one because Allen wasn't quite sure what her retort meant. Never been naked in front of a guy... Your father doesn't love you... He didn't really see the line of logic since Allen of course had been naked in front of other dudes before. Just like she had probably been naked in front of girls before. He kind of just gave a humorless chuckle for her sake.

Though now she was in her underwear completely standing in the middle of the hall, getting lots of confused looks now. And there Allen was, watching the show. He was pretty pleased with his ability to get girls out of their clothes. But it seemed she wasn't going any further until he followed her. "Oh you want me to go to the teachers?" he asked, a little surprised, "Oh honey, if you're gonna get me to do that you're gonna have to come with me. Naked in front of boys is different than teachers." But hell, he'd do it even if he'd get detention. This was Niffler material for sure. And he was all too eager when he removed his shirt to reveal his chest.

[Loanne Parker]

"Yeah, you go and do bro-fists with teachers. Is gonna be all lovely, I'm sure," she spoke, tilting her head again. "Ah yeah, you're not brave enough to do it yourself, hm? That's okay, I'm gonna accompany you." Hell, those weren't her teachers after all. Though, admittedly, Loanne would've probably done it in Durmstrang, too.

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Me's lame..

Bro-fists with the teachers sounded like a great time; he'd love to do it with Snape for sure. Probably get locked away in the dungeon, but hey, anything for a crazy story to tell right? "Look who's talking, you're not even naked yet," he grinned at her as he removed his jeans causing him to be clad only in boxers. Looking around, he knew there was a faculty bathroom around here somewhere... Ah, right down the hall.

Turning around, Allen had to do a little bend over for the Durmstrang girl as he slowly removed his boxers, letting his bare a!s show. Right in the middle of the hall too, not even the slightest bit drunk. He laughed at what Vince would think of this.

[Loanne Parker]

"Pffff," was her simple comment as she removed her underwear, sticking her tongue out at some random little girl who looked at her with wide eyes. What was their problem? None of them had probably ever seen somebody stripping down in the middle of the hallway, prude little bastards they were. Annoying, really. Loanne laughed, looking at him get rid of his boxers real slowly.

"Dude, stop the drama and just get done with it," she said with a laugh.

Allen laughed as he strip teased for the girl, but yeah it was time to stop stalling. He kind of just flung off the boxers in a swift motion and then turned around to show off himself in all his manhood. He briefly wondered if some of the girls walking by had ever seen a grown man naked. Some honestly looked horrified but there weren't enough people in the hall to make it a big scene. "Ladies," he gave then a flirty nod.

But looking at the now naked Loanne, he couldn't help but take a minute to enjoy the view. "Niiiiiiiiiice," he smirked. Seeing her without those dreadful boxers was definitely an upgrade. "Got a nice set there."

[Loanne Parker]

Loanne rolled her eyes as he made the issue a big scene. God, why couldn't she've met someone less self-loving? He was getting on her nerves rather badly.

"Why thank you," she replied, smirking, though sounding rather sour. Oh well. "You should stop pushing it away and just lead me to our destination."

Pushing what away? Whatever, she was right, time to scare some teachers. He had to admit though, it felt sort of awkward just walking down the hall with his manhood dangling out. But that was miniscule compared to the kick he was getting out of it.

"This way," he told her as he started to make his way down the hall to the corridor witht he faculty bathroom in it. He couldn't help but tip toe in a Mission Impossible manner.