This Isn't a Takeover; It's a Change of Management [Arthur & Lovino][Closed]

"This is terrible entertainment, you know." Arthur was lying on the couch, on his belly with his chin cupped in his hands. Opposite to him was Winston, his lovely cat who looked rather unhappy at the moment. But that was nothing new. While there were other people in the common room at the moment, the words Arthur spoke were directed to this cat of his, with whom he was currently engaged in a fierce staring contest. Winston was winning.

This wasn't something he would do often. Staring at one's cat tended to make them look ridiculous, but Arthur was bored enough to do so anyway, never mind what someone else might think. Even so, he was still quite bored. Wasn't there something else for him to do right now? With a sigh, he pushed himself up into a sitting position, pulling Winston onto his lap. The grumpy cat yowled as he was lifted, but curled up on Arthur's lap anyway.

Taking a look around the common room, he eyed the other students that were there as well. Some of the younger students had learned to avoid Arthur, as he was nothing but mean to them. Always bossy, snapping whether it was necessary or not. It was good fun, actually. It was a treat to see the younger ones put in their place. Some of them seemed to get it in their minds that they were better than everyone else. They had no respect for their elders, whatsoever. Arthur may be cruel to to those below him, but he would never disrespect a student older than him.

Really, could he be any more bored? People watching in the common room wasn't very exciting at all. He supposed he could go back to staring at Winston, but that was also boring. He let out an audible sigh. Wasn't there anything to do? If Arthur had any people skills, he would consider starting a conversation with someone, anyone, but he wouldn't even know what to talk about.

So, Arthur considered taking a nap on the couch. How bad of an idea would that be...? He was sure something unpleasant would be done to him in his sleep, making it a very bad idea. Napping was out. Well, what else could he do? He could wander, but he doubted that would prove entertaining. Maybe he should just sit there and hope that he might be approached by someone, however unlikely that was....

To his surprise, Arthur was approached. Honestly, he had not expected that. Either this person was just bored enough to talk to him, or he wanted something from him. While he suspected the latter, he hoped that wasn't true. He didn't want to do a favor for someone. Perhaps if he, too, was getting something out of it, then he wouldn't mind. He supposed he'd find out soon enough.

"Arthur Kirkland. Pleasure to meet you." he said, taking the other boy's hand and shaking it. By face, Arthur knew those in his house as being either older or younger students. Lovino, he knew, was older, meaning he couldn't say 'no' if he was asked to do a favor. Unless it was something really terrible, of course. Somehow he doubted that was the case here.

"Hm? Not very well, I suppose." At least, he didn't have many friends in Slytherin. Or in any of the other houses. A bit saddening, but at least he had Winston. He wasn't completely alone. Unconsciously, he started to pet the grumpy cat on his lap, never noticing that Winston seemed to be glaring at his current company. The way his tail kept lashing was a bit annoying, however.

Derailing his thoughts from Winston, Arthur gave Lovino a curious look. "Why do you care how well I get along with people?" It seemed to be an odd way to start a conversation. Really, who even asks something like that? Especially when they've only just introduced themselves. Then again, why did Arthur know about starting conversations? He hardly ever had civil conversations with others....

Arthur noticed when Lovino moved away and he raised a brow. He wondered why the other boy did that, still unaware of his cat's glare. He didn't have much time to ponder the reason, however. "You want my help?" So he had been right before. It was just another person who wanted a favor. Scowling, he leaned back against the couch, focusing his eyes on Winston. It was now that he noticed the glare, but he paid no mind.

"They are total bastards. But somehow I doubt you and I are any different. I doubt they'll even listen to us if we attempt to take over.... Wait, why do you want me for this? Surely there is someone else who would be better suited?" he asked. The idea of a take over did sound somewhat appealing, however Arthur really doubted they could make a difference. He supposed it wouldn't hurt to try.

"And you think that will really work?" Arthur snorted. He was still quite sure that this wouldn't go right at all. The others may have been idiots, but not enough to simply let two students take over and run them. "I think this is a terrible idea, honestly." he meant what he said. He thought it was foolish of Lovino to come up with the idea. But, he thought himself even more foolish for considering going along with it. "If you are completely sure that this will work without causing me any trouble, I'll help you. The moment something goes wrong, however, expect me to back out." There was no point in pretending he wouldn't.

[ I'm sorry it's so short. ;~; ]

Arthur shook his head, still feeling rather uncomfortable with the whole idea. "If it doesn't work, we will have wasted our time." That was enough of something to lose to make Arthur unhappy. Plus, he was still very sure that this would only cause trouble for him. Arthur suspected that if things ended badly, he would be the one stuck with the mess. There was just something about Lovino that made him feel that way.

"Somehow I don't believe you. If everything backfires, how do I know you won't abandon me to deal with a large group of angry Slytherins?" he said, throwing an accusing glare at Lovino. He wondered if he was wrong in his line of thinking, but at the same time he would rather not take the chance. Shaking his head yet again, he said, "I don't think I can help you."

[ Again, sorry it's short. owo;; ]

Sighing, Lovino stood up and crossed his arms. "Well then, this was a waste of time." He frowned at Arthur, disappointed that his plan hadn't work. True, it probably wouldn't have worked in the long run anyway, but he had hoped for some one to plan this thing out with while they were running towards their doom.

He shook his head and started walking off, waving at Arthur over his shoulder. "I suppose I'll see you some other time then Kirkland." He rolled his eyes, already deciding that it was highly unlikely that he was going to do that. They weren't in the same year, so their level of interaction was pretty much nothing. This small little meeting would probably be their last time talking to each other.

(( See? All done now. I'll stop bothering you for replies. ))