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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 3:45:26 GMT 1
It was early in the morning, around 2am, and Viola Drayton could not sleep. She had been lying in bed since 10pm, her taunts haunted by that bastard's face. Viola could not believe how he had treated her. Boys usually fell at her feet and not make snide rude remarks about her. But Viktor Lorrein was not just any other boy. Oh no. He was much more than that. Viktor was very similar to her, and that irked her. After spending hours tossing in bed, Viola padded quietly downstairs to the common room. Before leaving her dormitory she had changed into a figure hugging knee high black dress and a pair of black biker boots. Since it was still winter time, she fastened a black cloak around her shoulders for warmth.
The common room was deserted and boring. She stepped right out of it and headed upstairs. Viola slipped out of the castle and headed straight towards the owlery. As odd as it may sound, she found the sound of fluttering wings and hooting soothing. Viola pulled her cloak tighter around her neck and shivered before breaking into a run towards the stairs leading up to the Owlery. She stumbled in the middle of the room and glanced heavenwards in awe. The owls were beautiful. All unique. Like herself. Viola was nothing like the ignorant scum inhabiting Hogwarts. She could hear someone climbing up the stairs and stop short in the doorway. Viola narrowed her eyes but did not turn. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 3:58:25 GMT 1
Viktor was still in his dormitory, taking notes mostly, something was bugging him indeed, he killed Cole, but didn't find the cloak, where the hell was it, he sighed angrily, throwing the book to a wall, startling his roommate, who usually always feared Viktor, he sighed, his collection of the deathly hallows wasn't going the way he wanted, he only has the wand, he needed the two other to master death, that's all he really cared about, recent events didn't bug him much. except maybe finding more individuals to take down the wizard council. he had dreams and he wouldn't let them be crushed. He sighed, getting up, picking the book from the ground and putting it on his bed. "If you imbecile lay a hand on this book, I will kill you." Viktor said, looking at his roommate before leaving the dormitories, he decided to have a walk, outside, maybe go to the owlery, the owls always made him calmer than usual.
He put on a normal jacket, to protect himself from this annoying cold that this white snow gave. He walked and soon started running toward the owlery he was noticing some fresh footsteps on the snow which meant someone else was also going there, it would be interesting to see who, he ran up the stairs, no intention on being sneaky eventually entering the middle of the room as he looked at the owls not caring enough for the individual as he approached to look at the owls, eventually he looked toward her direction, great it was that ignorant little child, he sighed.
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 4:11:15 GMT 1
Viola fixed her orbs on a small black-brown-gray owl spreading its wings. A smile appeared on her face and kept staring at the feathery creature, trying her best to ignore the newcomer. The footsteps had stopped and that only meant one thing; whoever it was, was there to stay. She spun around a smile still playing on her lips. At the sight of Viktor, her expression froze into place and her smile disappeared slowly. Viola's body tensed up and she took on a more menacing stance. She cursed her rotten luck. He was the reason she was awake in the first place. Her perfectly plucked brow shot upwards and she said imperviously, "Viktor." After uttering his name she turned around, her eyes searching amidst the countless owls for the little one she had been staring at moments before. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 4:14:21 GMT 1
"Oh did someone call me?" Viktor said, looking around, just to annoy the girl even more. "Ah it was probably just trash." Viktor just smiled, he was a bit annoyed to see her here though, she seemed rather weak in his opinion, and maybe the thing he hated the most about her, was that they were so similar, he looked away, looking at the owls, at least listening to them was calming him, he seemed less frustrated now.
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 4:22:30 GMT 1
Viola squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath, ordering herself to ignore him. His words were very childish and he had had the nerve to call her a child. Viola shrugged her arms and outstretched one of them in front of her. She cleared her throat and made a soft hooting noise from the back of her throat. The owl from before turned its beady eyes in Viola's direction, spread its wings and took flight. It landed gingerly on Viola's arm. The girl smiled and moved her arm towards her body. The owl did not seem to be bothered by the sudden movement. It hooted and hopped on Viola's shoulder. The owl rubbed its head against the side of her face and started nipping at her ear affectionately. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 4:28:36 GMT 1
Viktor just looked away at the more ferocious looking owl, he could tell the owl seemed more like royalty, he held out his hand and the owl flew to it, landing on his arm and getting all the way toward his shoulder, he didn't have any trouble with animals, nor did he really care if they died or not, they were just creatures that would serve people any way their masters desire. He crossed his arms, the owl not minding much as he looked away from Viola, he was silent, and so was she, he was mostly lost in his thoughts, he swore that the cape should be there, where did that boy put it?
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 4:45:11 GMT 1
The Slytherin reached for the owl's head and gently stroked its plumage. "I don't have anything for you," she whispered. The owl inclined its head and hooted as if to say it did not matter. Viola smiled and made her away towards the nearest windowsill. She sat down and stared outside, admiring the grounds. Viola had to admit that the founders had done a great job with the castle and its surrounding areas. Vi shifted her eyes to Viktor and watched him in silence. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 5:02:13 GMT 1
Viktor was still lost in his thoughts, until the owl hooted, he looked at it, taken back from his thoughts, he just caressed it's head lightly, he soon looked and saw that pitiful excuse for a witch, how angry he was by seeing such an inferior being. "What are you looking at, you mediocre witch? Yeah I'm talking to you little kid."
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 5:09:48 GMT 1
Viktor seemed to be comfortable around owls, like herself and that was annoying. When his face whipped in her direction, she immediately noticed the anger in his eyes. Viola raised an eye brow at his words and replied, "I can see your lips move but all I hear is blah blah blah." She smirked at him and then turned to look away. |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 5:13:20 GMT 1
"Oh really you mudblood sympathizer, look at you, thinking every guy will respect you because you are a pure blooded little kid, who doesn't know what she is doing and is just pathetic, so much that you are in the same league than mudbloods. I even wonder if you have a father you've probably been an embarrassment to him."
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 5:25:32 GMT 1
The smirk disappeared from her face. Viola jumped off the windowsill and the owl flew off her shoulder simultaneously. "Will you cut it out? You are only an ignorant obnoxious bastard. I loathe mudbloods. I couldn't care less for males to respect me, as long as I get what I want from them. My father is dead. And I don't even care. Males were created to be used not loved or even liked." |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 5:28:44 GMT 1
Viktor let the owl from his shoulder fly away as he looked back at the girl, he just smirked looks like he found a breaking point, however the way she viewed boys was similar to the way he viewed girls. "Women are inferior and nothing more but objects in my eyes, I use them as I see fit, you loathe mudbloods, sure prove it, kill the council workers and then kill the mudbloods, start a war, or are you a blood traitor you are more pathetic then goblins and mudbloods combined.."
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 5:37:14 GMT 1
His first words echoed hers and Viola narrowed her eyes in frustration. Viola started laughing at his request. She moved closer and said with a hint of amusement, "I have no trouble killing others. However, I don't have anything to prove to you." She paused and smiled. Her next words rolled off her tongue almost sensually, "Why would I kill the council when that is exactly what you want? Oh no Viktor I won't make this easy for you." |
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Post by Viktor Mercus Lorrein on Feb 6, 2011 6:01:43 GMT 1
Why this woman, she knew how to get in his nervers, he just grabbed her neck, his grip strong on it, as he looked at her in the eyes, he then threw her backwards as he kept looking at her. :You're not a pureblood, you're a blood traitor." Viktor said as he approached her, taking his wand out and pointing it at her.
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Post by viola on Feb 6, 2011 6:15:25 GMT 1
Before she knew it Viktor had this fingers curled tightly around her neck. Although she was coughing and her lips were turning blue, she did not attempt pulling his hands away from her throat. Viktor was a killer, but she knew he would not kill her. When he threw her backwards she fell to the ground. Viola was quick to jump back to her feet and started massaging her neck with a small smile. Her eyes darted from his face to his wand, knowing exactly what he had in mind. |
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