Sin til Death (Elliot)

[THEODORE JACOB NOTT]

It had been a long time in the making but Theo and Elliot had finally decided to start up a band together. It only took them... what? Six years? Theo snickered at the thought as he glanced at the papers they'd spread around the table. They'd hung flyers and banners all around the school saying that they were going to have tryouts. Sign-ups weren't necessary, you could just show up. The papers on the table? They were just to look official. Pfft, like anything the pair of these two did was ever official. He looked across the lawn where they'd set up a shield charm in order to not be mobbed before the tryouts began. They'd hired a burly looking fourth year to serve as a body guard to make sure only one applicant got through at a time. They told him what would happen if the boy didn't do his job. It wouldn't be pretty, so Theo hoped for the boy's sake that he did his job.

It was a sunny day, which Theo was thankful for. He didn't want to have to postpone the tryouts any longer now that they'd finally decided to get the ball moving, and they refused to hold tryouts anywhere but outside the black lake for… reasons. Theo could see it now: They'd perform at every event they could, and even if they were horrible it wouldn't matter! The room would be swamped with girls just hoping to get a glance from one of them, they knew that for sure. Every show would sell out no matter how horrible they were. But they weren't going to be horrible so it didn't matter. Theo knew his guitar playing was superb, and so was his voice. Eli's guitar skills were almost better than Theo's now, despite the fact that Theo had taught Eli almost everything. They said they were holding tryouts for a singer, a bassist, and a drummer. They'd set up their own drumset that they had...er... borrowed from Flitwick's office. Flitwick headed that other singing club that Theo could never remember the name of. No matter, Flitwick wouldn't miss his drums. And if he did? Well, that was just too bad. They were really only looking for a bassist and a drummer, but they’d said singers just to see how many people would come to try out. Theo’s eyes graced the lawn once more as he looked at the line… and Merlin had a lot of people come out to enjoy themselves on this Saturday afternoon.

“We’re gonna throw the bad ones in the lake, right?” Theo questioned, turning to Eli with a grin to confirm their plan. All the rubbish singers would be thrown in the lake, and all of the gorgeous girls would be kept around for the remainder of the tryouts just because they were nice to look at. It seemed like a rather splendid system, really. Not only was it splendid, but it was also flawless. They got to look at pretty girls, torture unfortunate people, and complete their mission all in one afternoon. What situation could be more ideal than that?! Well, considering the task at hand, the situation couldn’t get much more ideal!

"Wanna let 'em in soon? They look like they're starting to foam at the mouths instead of drool," Theo laughed as his eyes found a particularly desperate looking Hufflepuff girl who was just staring at them. It was a little scary, really. Not to mention the squealing. The incessant squealing of the younger girls was definitely going to give Theo a headache, but it would all be worth it... he hoped.

((Sorry it's so short! ))

[ELLIOT MICHAEL JAMESON]

Elliot was excited, to say the least. The fact that he and Theo had finally come to an agreement and decided to form a band was exhilarating and, quite frankly, he wondered how the brilliant idea hadn’t come to the pair of them sooner. It was quite brilliant – genius, in fact. Just the amount of people who desired to show up was proof of that. And just more proof that the two wizards were part of the most desirable in the castle themselves, Slytherin or not. As he peered out at the crowd that had gathered that afternoon, Elliot noticed that even a pack of Gryffindors had chosen to attend the tryouts they had advertised for. He just hoped that they were at least Pureblood, otherwise they were full of nerve indeed. If that be the case, that lot would be the first to get fed to the Giant Squid. On that thought, Theo chose that moment to confirm that that’s what they were going to do with the unwanted, and the lack of talented. “Aye, and we agree that if they don’t impress us within 15 seconds, that’s an automatic out? Don’t want the boring ones, either,” he said, making a face at the thought of that as well. Elliot knew that the last thing either of them wanted were band mates who weren’t any fun. Of course, they had to be able to take a joke – or, rather, at least allow him and Theo to make the joke on them. Oh, if life wasn’t wondrous simply because of all the hearts that could be broken and the spirits that could be crushed.

As his friend asked if they should start to let them in soon, Elliot raised a finger in reply, telling him to hold on a moment. He pulled out his book bag from under the table they had set up in front of the lake, and heaved it up. As it came to rest on the table, it was with a loud thud. Grinning wickedly, he opened the bag to show Theo what was inside. It was full of itching powder, fireworks he’d obtained from Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes – the only thing those Blood Traitors seemed to be good for – and other mischievous articles to inform those who sucked just how much it wasn’t appreciated that they had come to waste his and Theo’s time. “Just a bit of insurance,” he remarked, in reference to his bag of goodies. Oh, but if it wasn’t going to be a blast, at least just weeding out the horrible ones. Removing his bag from the table, Elliot placed it on the ground beside him but left him open – for easy access, doncha’ know. Clearing his throat, he gestured to their hired hand with a wave of his own, and a warning glare just in case the guy decided to get tricky. Elliot had no qualms about tossing him into the lake as well, and he was sure Theo would get a laugh out of it too. He shuffled the papers in front of him and picked up a quill, dipping it into an ink bottle that was resting on the table as well.

“Ah, it looks like you spoke a little too soon,” he said to Theo, as the foaming-at-the-mouth Hufflepuff in question was the first to charge to their table, once the invisible barrier had been split to allow her in. An obvious frown and look of disdain on his face, Eli was appalled by the girl’s actions – she had practically thrust herself at the two of them, bantering wildly about how much she adored them simply because they were so pretty to look at. “Why, thank you for the compliment that we didn’t need, of course we’re beautiful,” he said, straightening the collar of his shirt before giving a lazy wave of his wand. In an instant, the girl was lifted off her feet in the direction of the Black Lake. She could still be heard calling to the pair of them as she hit the water. Shaking his head, Elliot marked off an imaginary tally on the piece of parchment in front of him. “Blimey, I didn’t know 15 seconds was so long! What say you we skip the loonies and just drop them into the lake before they get the chance to reach us? I don’t know how much contamination I can take,” he said, speaking both to Theo and their hired guard. The boy at the start of e line nodded in affirmation and Eli watched with hawk eyes as the lad began to move amongst the line, pulling out the more deranged of the females and hording them up to the front of the line.

The Snake was glad to see the man had sense – he had trumped looks over lunacy, as well as he should have, leaving behind the better looking girls even if they were some of the madly giggling. “Ah, the chosen few!” he stated, as the group of girls was allowed through the magical force field at once. “Thank Merlin they’re none too bright, it looks like,” he told Theo, with a look over his shoulder as he rose from the table to meet the girls, not even trying to keep his voice down. Not that it would have done much good anyway, as the whole lot of them were too enthralled just by being near him and Theo. They were sought after, no doubt, but it was also without question that the group of girls before them hadn’t the slightest chance. As if their lack of beauty wasn’t enough to turn the boys off, the fact that they were, well, ‘foaming at the mouth’ at the sight of them was quite pathetic.

“Now comes the fun part,” he said, mostly to his friend. “If you would so wish to take half, I’ll do the other,” Elliot said, winking at the group reassuringly before raising his wand again. In fluid motion after fluid motion he sent the girls flying into the lake, the wiser ones in gang not putting the activities together fast enough to run away. Laughing madly, the boy was bent over as he watched his partner do the same to the remainder of the group. After wiping the tears from his eyes, he straightened up and looked over at the remained of the horde that still awaited their audition time. Now they were ready for the real fun to begin.

[THEODORE JACOB NOTT]

Theo nodded as Elliot mentioned they give the people who were trying out 15 seconds to impress them. It seemed like a decent amount of time, but when Elliot held up a finger to tell their hired guard to wait before he let the first lot in Theo furrowed his brows in confusion. What were they waiting for? It was only when Elliot lugged out the giant bag from underneath the table that Theo realized what they were waiting for. He'd been wondering what in Merlin's name that was for. He was beginning to wonder if Eli planned on kidnapping the particularly good looking ones and taking them for a good shag. Theo snorted a slight laugh at the thought, but quieted it down as Elliot opened his bag to reveal what was inside. Merlin! That boy had gone shopping, and done a proper good job, too. Plenty of stuff there if they got tired of rejecting people simply by throwing them in the lake.

"Sometimes I think your brilliance out does my own, Eli," Theo said in a mock-gentlemanly voice before shaking his head. He would have said something more, but there was no need to say anything further. The comment had been sufficient to let Eli know that he approved of his little supply of destructive toys, and as Eli shoved them under the table he knew that Eli caught his drift. They were men of few words and many jokes, at least when it came to one another, and that was the way it always had been. Even on the Quidditch pitch wit the two of them as beaters, they hardly communicated to each other with words. It was usually head nods or points, and laughter, there was always laughter. Especially if one of them had a particularly good hit on a player of the opposing team.

Theo was taken from his train of thought as Eli cleared his throat and the first gaggle of girls came careening in. The lunatic Hufflepuff girl was among them and Theo's eyes widened slightly in horror as she came at them, practically in a sprint. She was already talking by the time she reached them and Theo's eyes remained wide as every word she said went in one ear and out the other and all he heard was a high-pitched noise as the seconds seem to pass by slower than normal. In fact, it almost felt like time had downright stopped before Eli finally waved his hand and got rid of the wretched thing. Theo shook his head slightly, glaring back toward where the girl had just been carried.

"No kidding. That felt like bloody years," he said, disgusted at the younger girls actions. Eli's comments to her were perfect though. They didn't need someone like the likes of her to tell them they were beautiful, though Theo was hardly one to not accept a compliment, it was just the way she went about it. You don't throw yourselves at them. Clearly the girl had been raised with no manners whatsoever. Probably a muggle born. Theo tssk'd at the thought before Eli seemed to have another brilliant idea. Weed out the loonys before they got in the door? Perfection. Pure perfection. Theo must have been off of his game today. Why hadn't he thought of any of this? He shrugged the thought away, blaming it on the fact that he was a bit distracted by his recent encounters with Daphne Greengrass.

Their hired guard walked through the line and grabbed all of the truly crazy ones, rounding them up into one huge hoard of crazy before allowing them to walk towards the magical barrier. He left most of the better looking girls, which had Theo grinning despite some of them being a bit overly-giggly. True laughter was one thing, but Theo hated nonsense like high pitched fake giggling and whining. Theo absolutely hated whining. Eli mentioned that the girls seemed none too bright as they all walked toward the pair of them. ‘The chosen few’ as Eli called them. Oh they were chosen alright, but not for the fate that the entire lot of women seemed to so desire. They were hardly attractive enough to even be seen with either of them in public let alone in a bed, and their clear lack of intelligence was simply another thing to add on the list of things that made them less than worthy of either Theo or Elliot.

Elliot mentioned he would take one half of the girls and he could take the other, not bothering to lower his voice. One of the girls squealed, clearly getting the wrong idea of what Elliot meant and Theo smirked before letting out a loud laugh.

”My pleasure, Eli,” he said with a grin before he waved his wand once and the group of girls, entirely at once, was lifted up as if tangled together by a giant rope and dropped one by one into the lake. One of the girls screamed out that she loved Eli before dropping into the water and Theo let out a loud laugh before shaking his head and glancing at Eli.

”Really though? Why didn’t we think of this earlier?” he said with a laugh before taking his seat at the table once more. Eli took a few seconds longer to stop laughing before they could actually compose themselves enough to hold actual auditions, and even then it still might be a bit of a stretch.

Theo nodded toward the hired guard who began letting the girls in one at a time.

”Name, house, position,” Theo listed off as he pulled a piece of paper forward over to make this seem at least slightly legit.
The girl listed off the three things he supposedly ‘required ‘ and while it would be nice to remember, he didn’t take note of anything but her name as his eyes flitted up from the piece of paper to find the girl with dark brown hair staring at them. She was sullen, almost angry looking and Theo’s brows furrowed in slight confusion. Well this was odd, was she here to actually try out for the drumming position instead of just wanting to stare at the two of them? This was quite a change of events indeed, especially right after those lunatics they’d just thrown into the lake. The girl walked over and took a seat at the drums, playing out a few beats before playing a rather intricate breakdown. It was impressive, really. Theo glanced toward Eli with a small nod, making a mental note to remember her name.

”Not bad. Not bad at all. You can stand over there for now,” he pointed over to the side of the barrier. She wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world, but she was nice enough to look at, and she had skill. That mattered to Theo more than looks for now, though looks wouldn’t hurt the situation one bit.

”Next!” Theo shouted before a rather intense, giddy Gryffindor started heading toward them. Oh Merlin…

[ELLIOT MICHAEL JAMESON]

Chuckling, Eli waved an idle hand at his friend's comment. "I like to think that we're equally genius," he said, grinning. By the time Theo pulled over a piece of parchment to start a sign-up sheet, the Snake was very confident that it had been a prime idea to go into business with his buddy. He clapped a hand on the back of his shoulder and readjusted himself in his chair to 'prepare' for the auditions. He was just as stunned as Theo was when the girl simply stood before them after scribbling her information down. "You're bringing 'stick in the mud' to a whole new meaning, blimey. Even if you're interested in more than just ogling, you need to take action!" He declared, slamming his fist onto the table as emphasis with the last word. "If you're really here to try out for the...er...druuummer position," he said, leaning over to read the lines she had etched onto the parchment, "don't just stand there. Do some drumming!"

As the girl left their table to take her seat behind the drum kit, Elliot made a point to straighten out his collar and relax back into his chair. He folded his hands behind his head and stretched his legs out, crossing them at the ankle. He had allowed himself to get comfortable with her performance that he was caught off-guard when she got her feel for the instrument. He sat up quickly, his chair tipping slightly in the process. That was a close one! Running a hand through to smooth his hair, and ensuring that the flock of ladies hadn't noticed his minor upset, Elliot gave the girl two thumbs-ups and nodded his agreement to his partner. "Best we've seen so far!" he said, chuckling as, well, you know - she was the only performer they'd seen. As he began to silently rate the girl's appearance, deciding that if they had to choose her, she'd improve wonders with a little makeup; Elliot reached over to the sign-up sheet and scratched a small skull beside the girl's name. "Yeah," he said as the lines caught shape. Satisfied with his marking, Elliot waved a hand to their security guard as Theo called for the next in line.

Cringing at the sight of the girl bounding towards them, Elliot couldn't hide the look of horror on his face even if he wanted to. He wondered what kind of nerve she had to think she could try out to be in a band with a pair of Slytherins. And him and Theo, of all people! "Look...thing," he started, his nose scrunching up in an obviously disgusted manner. "If you're not going to pick up an instrument and blow our minds, I suggest you get to scuttling away like the low cockroaches that inhabit the Gryffindork Common Room. We've got much better talent to scout and, frankly, your face makes my brain hurt." He only raised his hand a fraction of an inch, his wand waving almost imperceptibly. In an instant, the girl was carried off her feet and dropped into the lake behind them. Roaring with laughter, as she had shrieked upon her being lifted off the ground, Eli's fit still hadn't subsided completely when he waved forward their next contestant.

Sighing, he tapped his finger on top of the sign-up sheet a few times, then raised his eyebrows at her expectantly. "So..., why don't you show us what you've got," he suggested, pointing to the single microphone stand as she had indicated she wanted to sing back-up. Having affirmed her hotness, Elliot found himself hoping that she had even an ounce of talent, so that they may be even the teeniest bit justified to keep her on. He watched closely as she stepped up to the mic, anticipation building as she slowly opened her mouth. At first, Elliot wasn't sure what had happened. He thought for a moment there had been a glitch in the wiring, but then remembered that they had placed a magnifying charm on the piece of metal. "Merlin, kill me now, please!" he raged. It sounded as if geese were clawing and pulling each other apart, squawking at the top of their geese lungs as they drew blood. "And here I thought we were making progress," he muttered, waving a hand to signal Theo to rid them of her blasted voice. Elliot didn't have the heart to do it himself, having had put too much faith in her beauty.

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