Even Lions Can Be Caught In Webs (Chandra)

Sitting on a balcony Eros' lips twisted into a grin as he reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes, propping one on his lower lip. Seeing a few gryffindors pass by, he shook his head and chuckled dryly making them approach, "What would be so funny, spider?" Adrastos asked as Fred stood behind him, arms crossed at his chest. Standing up, Eros looked down at the other boy, placing two fingers on his forehead, forcing him to the floor. "Your grins. They are hilarious," he answered making Fred growl however, he tipped his head bidding them both farewell as he began walking through the courtyard, enjoying the smoke...

Chandra came up behind the group just as the Wolfclaw boy was walking off. She had seen the exchange and with her arms crossed and her brow pulled down, she sucked her teeth. "Oi! You're just gonna let him go?" She glanced at Adrastos. "You could at least let me bite his fingers off. I could take him," she said stubbornly loud enough for the boy to hear as well.

Stopping abruptly at the sound of a more feminine voice, Eros extinguished the cigarette and turned on his heel. His grin broadened as he set eyes on the petite that spoke to the other gryffindors. Chuckling, he approached and wrapped his fingers around her chin, leaning in, "Go ahead love, give it your best shot," he teased and Fred protectively put his arm in front of Chandra, "Avery, I suggest you move the fuck away," he growled.

Would spitting in his face be bad? Most likely. Did she care? Not really. Yet she didn't do it. However she would bite him as she said she would; afterall, he had basically challenged her word. So pushing past Fred's arm without a second thought, a determined tilt to her brow, she seized the hand that held her chin and bit down - hard - with a self satisfied smirk on her face. She couldn't say she didn't warn him.

Fred and Adrastos couldn't hold back their laughter as Chandra did exactly what she had said out loud a few moments before, however, Eros was not amused. Not at all. Pulling his other arm back he moved to slap the lion across the face as he pulled his fingers away from her mouth, "You idiotic gryffindor," he growled.

Tears sprung to her eyes as his hand connected with her cheek but she refused to let them fall. The stinging in her cheek only made her glare deepen and she launched herself at him, knocking them both to the ground as she growled back at him: "You cunt rotting dick monkey."

Rolling whilst on the ground so he was on top of her he pinned her legs down by using his knees and placed his forehead against hers, taking a long knife from his pocket and holding it at her throat, "Weasley, Moody, I advise you to leave if you don't want her throat to be reduced to pieces," Eros warned pressing the blade against her neck, nuzzling her teasingly as he pressed a pressure point on her neck with his free hand.