[Needless to say Petre likes the sound of that, even if it doesn't match his immediate want. He didn't have to have been infected by Harry's contagious power to smile like he is now.]
[ harry's leading the way back to his room, still acting like he's high as a kite. boom. pow. fireworks. his head keeps buzzing while he holds any energy he didn't let petre have still. he'll be normal and then jolt back up again. ]
[The energy is good, but it's making him impatient. He's already energized by always wanting everything the exact moment he thinks about it, and now is no exception.]
[ he stops abruptly, spins on a heel to face him just outside of his own door and digs around in his pockets. yeah he might straight up have something on him. what a terrible person. ]
..Ah no, wait. I took that earlier. [ nevermind. he's opening his door and going inside waving behind him ] Close that behind you. [ then he's sitting down on the floor at the end of his bed and pulling up a floor board. because hiding places a++. look at all the illegal shit and alcohol he's got in there. ]
[Close the door he does, lazily, just waiting to see what Harry manages to pull out now that they're in his little kingdom. He can have this room, sure, the rest of the school? Petre's very convinced it should just belong to him.]
Do I want to ask how you got all that in here?
[When Petre wants something, he has no qualms about ditching the place and going into the city to just get it.]
[ he's pulling all sorts of things out of there. like a big bag of tricks. and all he does is shrug carelessly at the question instead of reply for a moment - looking something over and trying to remember how quickly it works. ]
Everyone has a certain amount of money they'll take before they let you do whatever you want.
[All Petre needs is words. Which might just be a deliberate but small jab at Harry. Ha, ha, I can get away with anything I want and I don't need no stinking money.
(It's true - he was only grounded because he willingly took the blame. A promise is a promise.)]
[ he has to wonder which one is worse though. buying everyone or forcing them? he likes to think it's a little better when they'll willingly give into greed instead of mindlessly doing as they're told. but either way: nobody actually cares about them in the end. tragic.
he's holding a hand full of whatever out to him. did harry even check? does he care? no. ]
[Petre would definitely say buying, only because of all the extra effort involved. Having to bargain with people. Keep offering more until they finally say yes. His method is so much more convenient. But then Petre has difficulty viewing people as valuable individuals of any kind.]
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Show us the way, Harry.
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What's your poison of choice, Petre?
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[The energy is good, but it's making him impatient. He's already energized by always wanting everything the exact moment he thinks about it, and now is no exception.]
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[ he stops abruptly, spins on a heel to face him just outside of his own door and digs around in his pockets. yeah he might straight up have something on him. what a terrible person. ]
..Ah no, wait. I took that earlier. [ nevermind. he's opening his door and going inside waving behind him ] Close that behind you. [ then he's sitting down on the floor at the end of his bed and pulling up a floor board. because hiding places a++. look at all the illegal shit and alcohol he's got in there. ]
Hmmmmm...
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Do I want to ask how you got all that in here?
[When Petre wants something, he has no qualms about ditching the place and going into the city to just get it.]
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Everyone has a certain amount of money they'll take before they let you do whatever you want.
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[All Petre needs is words. Which might just be a deliberate but small jab at Harry. Ha, ha, I can get away with anything I want and I don't need no stinking money.
(It's true - he was only grounded because he willingly took the blame. A promise is a promise.)]
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[ he has to wonder which one is worse though. buying everyone or forcing them? he likes to think it's a little better when they'll willingly give into greed instead of mindlessly doing as they're told. but either way: nobody actually cares about them in the end. tragic.
he's holding a hand full of whatever out to him. did harry even check? does he care? no. ]
Try these.
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'They have a name?