smoking killz | nathaniel

[tobias charles watkins]

Nathaniel David Forrester

Note: ayeee i didn't forget.. hehe btw i said it was a spliff but can edit that i wasn't sure what nate likes hehe

Toby was on his way to the lake, but it seemed like his spot had already been taken over by the same guy that always took the spot over for frequent smoke sessions. He didn't really care about other students life choices, Toby just preferred the lake to hang out and read, but he also preferred to avoid most confrontation if he had any say in the situation. Toby was making his way for the pond when he heard an angry teacher yelling across the quad about someone narking on another student smoking again. High heels clacking against cobblestone in his general direction immediately followed. He just couldn't see her yet...

The Ravenclaw was fairly confident that he could outrun an old lady in heels, so he turned on the ball of his foot and beelined for where he was just coming from, trying to contain a composed look on his face and failing. He wasn't sure why he felt the need to warn the kid, or get involved at all. It was probably because he saw him in that spot almost every day.

The kids back was facing him, so he had to make quite the entrance to get his attention. Toby swallowed before approaching the kid with loud footsteps against the grass, a bit breathless at first from that pathetic speed walk. He flailed his arms awkwardly in some sort of nerdy greeting, "Hey mate, I hate to kill the party but there's an angry old lady incoming and I'm pretty sure she's on the hunt for you and your spliff." he spoke very fast and precise, his eyes finally zooming in on the spliff resting between his fingertips like it was the true culprit.

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

THE FACT THAT NATHANIEL HAD FAILED spectacularly to convince Professor Zabini to teach him the technique of Occlumens was besides the point. It wasn't because of that supreme humiliation that he was parked by the Black Lake. And it certainly wasn't the reason why he'd pilfered his very last joint from his stash and lit up behind the big trunk of an old oak tree. Or, maybe it was a little bit. Nate's pride stung but with every sweet, smoky inhalation he felt a little better, the tension in his shoulders leaking out with every exhale.

Perhaps his wounded hubris was the reason he'd so carelessly smoked in the first place, but Nate hadn't expected to be caught so quickly. At the very least he thought the cloying smell would be an indicator when he returned to the dorms, but he was wearing a hand-me-down hoodie, it would be fine. And then he jumped when a breathless voice called out behind him, dropping his joint and clamming up guiltily.

He peered over his shoulder and tried to kick dirt over what was left of his lit joint, but then the kid found his breath and what he said was much more frightening than some bespectacled, string bean catching him mid toke. He coughed a lungful of smoke and swayed a little bit. "Are you serious?" He asked, eyes wide as he blinked lazily for a moment - or more, he wasn't sure. "Shit, you're serious."

Bending down, Nate plucked the evidence up and dashed the end on the tree before he panicked and shoved it down the neck of his hoodie. All the while, he let out a string of curse words, his mind reeling as he thought about how he'd be expelled for good this time and never graduate. He'd have to work as a bin man, cleaning plastic and shit for muggles who didn't appreciate it. "Where am I supposed to go, man?!" He said after a second, looking around before he reached over, grabbed the strangers sleeve and turned to run. He'd decided that he didn't have to hide, he just had to outrun them before they figured out it was him. And that meant staging a sort-of abduction of the only eye witness. 

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i'm so sorry, i'm so tired.XD

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[tobias charles watkins]

Nathaniel David Forrester

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"Uhhh..." Toby mirrored a wide eyed stare back as the other boy blinked at him, Toby's mouth gaping open to make a couple of awkward sounds before slamming shut out of fear. The Ravenclaw raised a hand to point in the direction the old lady was coming from, stammering nervously at the larger kid as he asked him frantically where he should go. He shifted awkwardly on his feet, shaking his head back and forth, "She's c-coming from over there. So. Uh. Go - uh - go that way!" he said quickly, flailing his arms in a panic as he stupidly pointed toward the Forbidden Forest.

As the bigger guy suddenly grabbed him by the sleeve, Toby let out an uncontrollable squeal as he was filled with complete dread. Toby thought he was gonna beat him up, or worse! Quickly, words started to spill from his mouth nervously. "I-I'm not going to nark on ya, mate. I-I - uh - I was just trying to help." Toby sputtered lamely, a terrified look on his face as he allowed the kid to tow him along  by the sleeve without a fight. 

Maybe he made a big mistake by getting involved. All he wanted to do was read under his favorite oak tree, now he was being dragged along as an accessory to a crime. 

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

THEY RAN FOR THE COVER OF FOREST AND ALL Nate could hope for was that they wouldn't be seen going in. Then they'd be in trouble for more than a well rolled joint. He didn't stop to peer back, simply sprinting among the trees until the light behind them faded to a dull blue, and he was afraid of tripping. He stopped by a tree and bent with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily before spitting a foamy glob of saliva on to the forest debris at his feet.

"Shit, man..." He panted, straightening up and bending backwards until he was staring at the canopy above. "That was close." It was then, as he looked at the little remaining spliff in his hand, that he realised he owed the other boy a thank you. This was not Nate's strong point. He wiped his sleeve against his brow before tapering the frayed, burned end of his joint. Very meticulously rolling it between his thumb and forefinger. It was his last one, after all.

"Hey, so..." He muttered in the silence, clearing his hoarse throat as he fished his Zippo from his hoodie's pocket. "I guess I owe you one." He then offered the joint and his lighter to the other boy. It was the closest he'd get to a thank you, so he'd better it take if unless he wanted nothing. Or, so Nate thought. "Go on," He encouraged him, licking his bottom lip as he quirked his brow - as if daring him to partake. "It's on me." 

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Toby wasn't sure what was happening now. He was just hoping this kid wasn't trying to beat him up in the woods or something. Merlin, why did he always have to assume the worst in these things? There was always an inner battle going on while trying to keep complete composure on the outside. Toby obediently followed the other guy, ducking to avoid low tree branches and mindful of uprooted tree trunks in the dimly lit forest. Then, they stopped. And the kid was offering the evidence to him out of gratitude.

His eyes widened when he tried to pass the spliff over to him. Swallowing hard, "Uh." Toby's mouth gaped open awkwardly, making sounds as he was still trying to catch his breath and digest what the hell was going on. "I've never smoked before. I don't want to ruin the spliff." Toby sputtered honestly, staring at the joint still. He honestly wasn't even sure how to work that fancy lighter. His hands remained glued to his sides. There had to be a special method to lighting it and he was afraid of destroying the perfectly symmetrical work of art. Toby had never gotten high before, but it doesn't mean he was opposed to it.  

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

NATE'S HEAD WAS STILL SPINNING A LITTLE BUT he could have smoked more. He offered the other boy it because for one, he didn't like owing people something. And two, being the only person high sucked and it was too risky. If they were caught, the other boy could simply plead innocence and flee. Nate wouldn't force him, but he wasn't going to stick around either.

Shrugging, Nate took out his lighter and lit the end once again, taking another few draws from it without saying anything. He blew out a plume of smoke, coughing slightly in to closed fist as he offered him it again. "It's not advanced Potions, mate." He said hoarsely once he caught his breath again. "Put the unlit end in your mouth, breathe in." He was being sarcastic, but he also demonstrated. "Hold it..." And then he exhaled and offered him it again. "It's not that bad."

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The Ravenclaw laughed awkwardly with a shrug of the shoulders when the other boy assured him that smoking wasn't exactly Advanced Potions. Well, that was for damn sure. If it were Advanced Potions he would be confident in his abilities, it would be a walk in the park. Merlin, he was definitely overthinking this. He didn't mean to watch so intently as the snake sarcastically demonstrated, easily puffing on the joint before extending the cone in his direction again. 

Toby stared at it cautiously, his mouth going dry as he swallowed, causing his adams apple to bob up and down. Deep down he wanted to believe that he wasn't such a 'square', but he also kind of feared the other kid for some reason. At least he didn't feel like he was going to beat him up now, all he seemed to want was to get high and be alone, Toby couldn't really blame him for that. "Okay." he said, his tone filled with comical uncertainty, but his hand reached out with pinched fingers to hold the joint with a shaky hand. Toby was careful not to put the lit end to his lips, since that was the only concerning thing he mentioned. And he inhaled confidently, but hard. Probably much too hard due to the cloud of herbal smoke that filled his lungs and immediately shot out of his lips and his nose, instantly causing him to cough aggressively. "I don't think I did that right." he choked with watery eyes, trying to muffle his coughing into the crook of his elbow. "Ohh, shit." Toby cursed, already feeling an instant light headedness from inhaling wrong as he quickly tried to pass it back to him.

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

NATE HAD HALF-EXPECTED THE OTHER BOY TO studiously refuse still. He'd explained and that was about as much as he could do, other than physically force him - which Nate wasn't prepared to do. The effort alone was off-putting. However, the boy seemed to think about for another second, before he reached over and took the offered joint. Nate watched with wide, blinking eyes as he did as he had instructed. Though his face twisted in to a slight smirk as he sucked in a vacuuming breath that made him want to flinch instinctively.

The ensuing coughs were comical, but expected. He crossed his arms and dropped his chin as he laughed quietly, shaking his head as he lifted it. "You're not hoovering the landing, mate," He joked, though Nate figured everybody coughed the first time. Even he still managed to and he'd been smoking far longer than the other boy. "Just breathe in like you normally would." Nate probably should have specified this before, but it was too late now. He waited for the coughing to subside and watched his joint burn down with a lingering disappointment. "You get used to it..." He added after a moment, chewing on his bottom lip. 

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Nathaniel David Forrester

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The boy told him that he wasn't 'hovering the landing' which was a good indicator that he had done something wrong, but it caused him to chuckle anyways because somehow he oddly knew what he meant. Toby hated not being good at things the first try, but he enjoyed learning. Smoking had been something he was always curious about but hadn't found the opportunity, until today.

A large puff of herbal smoke shot out of his nostrils, instantly burning his eyes and nose as he passed it back carefully one last time, tapping himself out. "Thanks for sharing, mate." he choked, raising an arm to muffle his coughs in the crook of his elbow. "My names Toby. I reckon we're in the same Potions class." he introduced himself, already feeling an onset lightheadedness from the spliff. Toby shrugged his shoulders lazily, feigning nonchalance since for some reason this kid made him nervous, "Sorry your smoking spot got rolled up on by the fuzz." he apologized, instantly feeling lame, since he knew it wasn't his fault. His eyes were still watering like crazy from the smoke he had to remove his glasses to wipe  his eye with his sleeve.

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

IT WAS TRUE THAT NATE HAD FOUND THE BOY vaguely familiar, but he hadn't made the connection to his potions class until he said it. 'Toby' didn't ring much of a bell, either, but he didn't really care as he took back the small nub. It was as good as done, but Nate still tried to draw one final pull from it before he flicked it in to the dark of the wood, watching it sail in to a damp patch of ferns and out of sight. Let them try and pin it on him now, he thought, as he nodded his head and Toby.

"Nate," He replied on an exhale, the smoke clouding out of the side of his mouth and cleaning to his clothes. He'd have a hard time shedding that, but felt sure that he could think of a Charm to mask it if they were discovered. This thought so completely consumed his addled brain that, when Toby spoke again, Nate had to take a minute before replying. He recalled something about 'the fuzz' and snorted, a rare smile curling the corner of his mouth.

"It's cool," He said gruffly, turning to lean up against a tree, his chin tilted upwards towards the canopy. "Not the first time I've been rumbled." He didn't mention that he liked to steal things, or that he was almost expelled in the summer for being caught in a stolen car. These were all things that felt too sticky to share with someone he'd just smoked pot with. "I seem to attract that kind of attention." He muttered, his Adam's apple bobbing as he dropped his chin to look at the other boy blearily. He'd smoked too much... "Better keep your distance." He whispered conspiratorially. "Could be contagious." 

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Nathaniel David Forrester

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Slowly, Toby was starting to realize that he was feeling kind of funny... The world around him was a little more fuzzy, and brighter. Everything was moving in hyperspeed, but slowly at the same time. His mouth was incredibly dry. Shit, how long had they been hiding out in the Forbidden Forest? There was no way it could have been that long, right? He already knew that his name was Nate because he was very observant of his peers, but he couldn't remember any time he had actually spoken to him. Toby usually kept to himself when it came to his studies unless if he was paired up for a project - which was an activity he dreaded to begin with.

When Nate told Toby that he should keep a distance since his rebelliousness could spread to him... Toby thought a little too much into that, probably due to the herb they just ingested. A small laugh slipped past his lips. "At least you've got the whole edgey thing working for you, keeps things exciting I could imagine.." he shrugged, already regretting the stupid choice of words. Toby wished that he could be so effortlessly cool like Nate. Bollocks. Everything Toby every said in social situations, he immediately regretted. Or...was that the weed right now? Merlin, he couldn't tell. 

Toby wasn't sure what he was feeling. As he looked up into the trees canopy, the different branches crossing each other and the sun streaming through the holes made everything look like it had a mystical glow. He turned to Nate, trying to hide the droopy eyelids and overall stoned look on his face. "I think I'm stoned. Ohh, f*ck." he mused, staring down at his hands like a weirdo. Then, a branch snapped behind them... Toby heard it, he wasn't sure if Nate had, but his eyes widened out of surprise, shoulders shooting upwards like a prairie dog as his head cocked to face Nate. "Did you hear that?" he asked suddenly, swallowing dryly.

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

now you see me.

THROUGH HOODED, LAZY EYES NATE WATCHED Toby stare off in to the middle distance. They were speaking, but through stretched gaps that seemed normal to them, but would draw an eye from anyone else. His head nodded unnecessarily, and once he started he couldn't stop. Hyper focused on a little dot of dirt high up on Toby's pale cheekbone. And suddenly, Nate realised the boy was talking again. Answering him.

"Huh?" He huffed, his face screwing in to a frown before it flattened. "What the f*ck are you talkig about?" He asked lazily, shaking his head and pouting out his bottom lip. He wasn't 'edgy', thought Nate. He just didn't have a lot of friends, and yes, he was good at getting himself in trouble. But, that was irrelevant. It wasn't a show. Or, so he told himself. Maybe, deep down, it was intentional. They tried to get Nate to see a child psychologist at Nate's first group home. They said he was 'crying out for help'. He wasn't. He'd only set a plastic bag on fire.

This train of thought sent Nate on to a completely different wavelength. He wobbled between memories, his eyes unfocused until the silence broke and Toby spoke again. Hadn't they been talking about something else? Nate's brows drew together and he shook it off, because he was suddenly laughing. One look at Toby's flushed face and Nate couldn't help himself. It wasn't like him, weed usually just made him quiet and even more introspective, but Toby looked so dumb. His mouth was parted like a gopher and his eyes narrowed as if in suspicion.

"Shit..." Nate breathed, his cheeks hurting as he clutching his stomach and snickered breathlessly in to his knees. However, the moment that branch snapped, it was like a sudden spray of gunfire. Nate straightened harshly and jerked back against the tree behind him, knocking his head and sending him off balance. He grabbed for Toby's arm and stumbled a step or two, his eyes staring in the direction of the sudden sound. Was it the professor coming to suspend him for good? They'd never let him come back, he wouldn't graduate, he'd end up with a stupid muggle job in a dull muggle office until he became fat and lazy and-

"It'saf*ckingsquirrel-" Nate exhaled, his eyes so wide that the whites glowed as he turned and landed a hard punch to Toby's arm. "A squirrel!" He grunted, but the laugh lines were still plain on his face and he still felt like his head might float off of his shoulders. He wasn't really mad. He might've been if he'd been sober. "Chill out..." He told them both, slumping against the tree until he was staring up at the forest's dense canopy. "My entire academic career just flashed before my eyes." Nate muttered, shaking his head with a loose, dazed expression on his face. "I can't get expelled." 

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Nathaniel David Forrester

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Toby instantly felt himself overflow with awkwardness when Nate asked him 'what the f-ck he was talking about' after he called him edgey. The Ravenclaw instantly regretted saying that. He didn't know what he meant now when he asked him. Whatever moved in the forest had their attention now...

Nate looked scared for a split second before he punched Toby on the arm, hard, informing him it was a squirrel. His face went red, stepped back slightly upon impact when he punched his arm. Realistically, it wasn't that hard, he was just a marshmallow. "Sorry mate." he apologized, unable to resist a nervous chuckle, though he truly did mean the apology. Toby could tell that it gave Nate quite the fright by the look of his face before, which had probably killed his buzz a bit.

Toby allowed his back to sink into the tree and he took a breath as he looked up into the canopy, "Do you think they would expel you for this?" he asked innocently, already feeling like a dork for asking. Luckily for Toby, he hadn't been caught doing anything bad at Hogwarts, ever, so he was pretty sure he could get away with a couple of offenses. However, he truly didn't want to find that out. Toby prided himself in being pretty sneaky, the thrill was something he was starting to realize he enjoyed. 

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[Nathaniel David Forrester]

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NATE WAS DISTANTLY AWARE THAT TOBY HAD apologised, but it didn't register. He didn't need him to be sorry, he was just relieved he'd been wrong. The feel of it like a drug itself, flooding him coolly and clearing his head for a moment. He could see the twinkle of what looked like stars beginning to show themselves beyond the canopy of trees. The sky darkening steadily, they'd have to head back soon before patrols started. Prefects got high off of catching delinquents. Dropping his chin at Toby's question, Nate kicked the dirt at his feet and thought about it for a second.

"You probably wouldn't." He said, flashing Toby a grim smile. He wanted to take something from him, the desire almost overwhelming at his fresh, pink face. At the innocence in his wide, buzzed eyes. "I'm on academic probation." He didn't want to go in to too much detail, but he didn't really care about what Toby thought of him. He already thought he was some stoner poser art boy. How much worse could it get? As long as Toby wasn't grading any of his assignments... "Stole a car." He said, the full stop very evident in his tone of voice.

Moving suddenly, Nate reached over and snagged Toby by the shoulder of his shirt. "C'mon," He said, feeling self conscious all of a sudden. "Let's head back before we get caught..." He gave Toby a sharp side-eye. "Again." But his lips curved up at the corners. It'd be fun, their little foray in to rule breaking. "You don't do this very often, do you?" He asked carefully, lifting his brows as he practically dragged Toby along for a few feet before letting him go. "Never been in trouble before?"

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Nathaniel David Forrester

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The idea of academic probation was foreign to a nerd like Toby. Truthfully he barely knew that was a thing because he hadn't ever gotten in trouble before. For years he strived to be the perfect student. Well, other than the occasional overdue library book, but he and the librarian were tight nowadays.

When Nate shared that he had stolen a car, it took Toby a moment to comprehend. That was highly illegal! He stopped in his tracks, genuinely interested, "Oooh. Why'd you do it?" he asked, not realizing what a loaded question that may be to some. The Ravenclaw was interested though. There typically was a motive. Maybe all he wanted was a joyride that simply got rolled -- or maybe he hated his stepdad or something, assuming he had a made up stepdad.

Toby agreed easily that it was time to go, following along like a lost puppy as Nate dragged him through the quickly darkening forest. The sound of crickets chirping in the bushes around them was soothing but also equally creepy. The Ravenclaw shook his head from side to side, "No, I don't really get into trouble." Toby admitted lamely, feeling the dorkiness seeping out of him. Why did he suddenly wish he were some rebel badass who ditched class and smoked in the bathroom? That wasn't him. After a quick breath, he continued. "I've never even had detention, and I've tried, because I wanted to see what it was like." Toby admitted like word vomit, for some reason he felt like he was yelling. Whatever he had just smoked was good stuff. 

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