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[Nikita Snape]

Walking the lonely shore line of the Black Lake can be well... lonely. It was especially cold, the wind making Nikita's raven black hair blow behind her. It was also pitched black to where it was extremely hard for her to see. Sure, she enjoyed the feeling of being cold, and the peacefulness she got from being in the dark, but she wasn't crazy about being alone at this particular moment. Another thing that pleased her was that the midnight sky was covered in bright stars. The moon was a full one, and it was a harvest moon. Big, and orange, it sat up in the sky, seeming to shine down only on Nikita. That's when she remembered. Remembered what you might ask? Well, it had been in the news paper. There was going to be millions of shooting stars, and possibly a meteor shower, some time around midnight. Her pale blue eyes searched the sky, and she saw a small glint of light flash quickly across the other non-moving stars. After the first shooting star flashed before Nikita's eyes, many others followed it's path. They streaked across the sky in different directions, making Niki's heart leap for joy.

Then suddenly there was something else that flashed across the sky. It was a meteor! Many followed after it, exactly like the shooting stars had. She quickly closed her eyes, as she wished quickly. 'I wish I could find true love' Her wish was even in her thoughts, as she tried to focus on just that thought. She opened her eyes back up, showing the excitement in them. She sat on the sand, and decided to watch the rest of the 'show' laying on the ground. She sighed as her back rested on the sand. She hoped her wish would come true, and that she would finally find love. Her heart thudded against her chest as she began to wonder who it would be. Who she would fall in love with, and hopefully spend the rest of her life with. Raise a family, and spend every second they had together, passionately. That's what she wanted. Someone who would love her without hesitation. Someone whom she would give her whole heart to. It seemed as if every shooting star that flashed through the sky, ended up in her heart making it pound faster and faster. They seemed to cut into her every second she waited. She wanted to pull her eyes away from the sky, but couldn't. The sky was too magnificent... too beautiful.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Love is the slowest form of suicide, but that didn't mean Xavier didn't envy the couples he walked by. The stars were falling above him, and he skecth book was at his side, but he did not pause at his usual spot to draw the sky. He must've walked by a thousand people, all together with one they loved, entwined in an embrace that made his ears turn pink. Sometimes, it hurt to be the bad guy.
In his hand, he crumpled the parchment, and flung it toward the lake, angrily. He hated break-ups. They frustrated him like nothing else could. Stupid Angela. But, he did not bother crying over it. It just wasn't meant to be. Someone else could have her, for she was not the true one for him. His brown eyes scanned the sights above him, looking for perhaps an answer doodled in the stars. Sitting on the hill that lead to the murky waters, Xavier propped open his tablet, and flipped through the contents. Lately I've been drawing broken hearts. Well, now that's awkward. Haha. Even I saw this coming But it was still irritating.
What was he supposed to do when life got him down. That thing his mom always told him. "Look for tha rainbow in every storm" He remembered, uttering the sentence loud enough to catch the attention of another form. The Slytherein grumbled, assuming it was someone waiting for their lover, and a single request pierced his thoughts. I wish for true love His mind shouted out to the stars.
Standing, he walked down the slope and rested at the edge of the waters, running his quil blankly over the page, unaware of what he was doing. A smile lit his face as he thought of what had happened between him and his latest ex.
"What is this?"
He had slammed down the paper infront of her, and sent her friends scattering with a glare. Angela seemed in shock, like he should have been crying, not angry. His head had been muffled, and he had been unclear of what he was doing, though in hindsight, his agressiveness made him grin.
"Xavier...you're crushing my homework!" She had cried out, annoyed.
"Oh, that sucks then, huh? I would just HATE to ruin your homework" He remembered pulling it from the table, and tearing it in two.
Angela looked afraid then, and Xavier couldn't help but be too dramatic. "Such pretty words you uttered. Too bad they were all lies" And he walked away. He wished he had pressed the matter further, but that required making a scene, and a number of his friend had strictly told him to keep it low-pro. He failed at low pro, all the time
He looked down at his paper, and smiled at the snake he had drawn, subconsciously. It wound inbetween stars, and seemed to peer over his shoulder. Instinctivley, he looked, and the smile vanished. A girl sat there, a Slytherein, for he had noticed her before.
"I'll move if you want. Your boyfriend probably wouldn't be happy to see me here"

[Nikita Snape]

Nikita looked down at one of her fellow Slytherins, as she heard his delightful voice float to her. "Um first of all, I don't care if you move. second of all I don't have a boyfriend." Nikita snapped suddenly. She hadn't meant to take such a harsh done with her fellow Slytherin, but she seemed to not be able to control herself. She sighed, and plopped down next to the guy whom had talked to her. "I'm sorry... I didn't... I didn't realize I was talking in such a harsh tone. My bad..." Sighing once more, she looked at the guy who she remembered his name was Xavier Anthony Blake. "You're name's Xavier Anthony Blake correct?" She asked, making sure that she was correct. "I'm Nikita Freya Snape. Nice to meet you..." Niki stuck her hand out to offer to Xavier, and she smiled warmly. She had no reason what-so-ever to be rude to this boy.

Nikita laid down on her back, that way she could look at the stars more easily without having to crane her neck back. She hated doing that, mostly because it hurt like the shizzznet. She then grabbed the back of Xavier's shirt, pulling him down next to her. Then she suddenly pointed to the sky, at a couple stars. "Look... it looks like a broken heart." Nikita whispered, and then suddenly looked at Xavier with a confused expression. "Do you have a broken heart?" She asked looking him deeply into his eyes. Her hand lifted up to press against his chest, covering his heart. She felt it thud against her hand softly. She could barely feel it though. She could almost hear the low rithuim of it too. She felt her eyes grow soft, as she continued to press her hand against his chest, and look deeper and deeper into his eyes.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Xavier lifted an eyebrow. Someone was in a rather bad mood this evening, he noted at her harsh words. But, like most things, it didn't bother him. Apparently she realized it too, and nearly instantly took her words back with a sudden burst of amazing control. Nikita -that was her name! She was the one who had a crush on Scorpius! Duh!- smiled as she stuck her hand out, which Xavier promptly shook. He had no problem with any fellow Slythereins, at least th ones he hadn't dated.
Nikita seemed fairly comfortable as she plopped down and lie on her back, pulling Xavier down as well. He smiled, feeling the grass against his back, and peering into the black night, speckled with sprinkles of stars. Quickly, he noted the constellations-- or at least the ones he was more familliar with. Gemini, Orion, Draco, and Leo were all spotted with ease, a feat that had most requiring a telescope and a star chart. It was moments before either spoke, but suddenly, Nikita's hand was in the air, pointing to a gathering of stars close to Gemini.
"It does, slightly. Looks like it's got a whole in it, but I guess that's what you are rerfering to. He frowned, suddenly, thinking about Angela, much to Miss Snape's notice. "People can't break my heart if I don't give it away. Or, at least, that's how I see it. What about you, Nikita. Is your heart broken? And, if so, shall I break their legs?" He gave her a cheesy grin. He had a soft spot for brunettes, and Nikita seemed like a fairly reasonable person, even as she placed her hand over his heart.

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[Nikita Snape]

A smile didn't spread across Nikita's face as she listened to Xavier's words. This was surprising, especially since her face was straight, and sen-seer. She then spoke softly, only to Xavier, with her hand still feeling his heart beat. "Maybe you just need it to give it to the right person. You must have been giving your heart out to the girls who weren't good enough to be with you. Love is pain, but you have to go through it every time, so why not risk the hurt?" Nikita's voice was... oddly perfect. She was calm, and sophisticated. She knew exactly what she was talking about, and was very proud of it. Her gut told her to do it, and she did. She knew she had done the right thing, and she hoped that Xavier would listen to her. She sighed, thinking about how to put her next sentence into the perfect words. She wasn't positive which words to use though, but they would be perfect words. She still did not smile, as she thought to herself thoroughly.

Finally Nikita had chosen the perfect words that she wanted to use. She recited them, as they flowed easily from her lips. "I guess you could say I have a broken heart. Not necessarily from someone, exact for me. I haven't found the right person, quite yet. I've tried, I have to admit... but it did not go well. I guess I come on too strong. Sometimes I come on too slow, we could use Scorpius for this example. I mean we seem perfect for each other in my mind, but I never see him, or get to talk to him. It depresses me, and you could say I've moved on. Tonight, when the shooting stars were flying to the ground, I wished something. I can't tell you though, or else it wont come true." She made her voice sound mysterious, as her hand slid from his chest, back down to her side. She sighed, still not letting herself smile.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Xavier shrugged, throwing his arms behind his "Love is the slowest form of suicide. I can tell you that much" He smiled, as a number of stars streaked across the sky, painting it in their foreign colors. He wasn't sure why he was saying any of this. Unconsciously, he pulled the sketchbook closer to his side. You seem to know what you're talking about, at least. You have no idea how many times I've had this conversation with a mindless bimbo, who pretty much repeats everything I say."
He frowned as she brought up Scorpius. Though he'd never ever admit it, not in a million years, or if he lived to grow a beard long enough that it trailed in the dirt, Xavier disliked Scorpius for the main reason that the Malfoy had everything and appreciated nothing. He had the power, the influence, the friends, the girls, the money. Everything, and yet he chose to waste it, or act like an ass. But, he'd never tell anyone that.
"Scorpius....? He's far too much in love with himself for anyone else in the relationship. But if you tell anyone I told you that, I swear on the stars..." He trailed off. He didn't like threatening girls, even if he wouldn't go through with it. It made him feel like a rat. Like a certain Malfoy. He doubted hecould even threaten a Weasley girl without feeling like a jerk.
Well, if I must admit, I made a wish, too. But, if I tell you, then I'll get the exact opposite. Or so I've been told. And trust me, I don't want the opposite of my wish. That would suck.

[Nikita Snape]

Nikita shrugged, a smile trying to show through her non emotional face. "Does that mean that you are afraid? You shouldn't be. Open up your heart, you never know who is waiting for it. Fear is nothing but an emotion... not a command." Nikita spoke with irregularity deep in her veela voice. It wasn't a big surprise that Nikita Snape was part veela. It was a very good thing, considering how her father looked. She got the better end of the deal with her half veela mother. Niki was a very pretty young lady, as her long black hair fell low on her back. It was thick, and beautiful, as it swayed along her back. Her eyes sparkled with delight, as the shooting stars streaked across the luminescent sky. It was simply beautiful, as Niki imagined the thousands of wishes each star obtained.

Sighing, Nikita rolled on her side to look at Xavier. She noticed that he was extremely handsome. Probably one of the most handsome guys in the school. She was close to raising her eyebrow in interest at him, but wouldn't let herself. She retained her serious expression, not letting it show any hint about what she was thinking. Nikita was one of those people who could figure out everything about someone by just examining their lines on their faces. She had once learned that every line embedded in a person's face told a story. A story about their past. About their very own experience. You know how when you see an 'old' person with a lot of wrinkles, you say, "He/She's old!" Well, Niki wouldn't say that. She would say something like this, "That person has experience." Niki is a visual kind of person, and she sighed softly, as she studied each line on Xavier's perfect face.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Xavier shrugged, and pointed out a cluster of stars. "That's Leo" He said, tracing the lion with his finger. "And that's Gemini." He frowned as a star shot across Taurus, obscuring his view of the Constellation. Or maybe it was the fact she had asked him if he was afraid of love. "Fear is the killer of the strong. Destroyer of thoughts. Can you honestly say you've never experienced fear? No offense, but I wouldn't believe you if you did. Everyone fears something, it's the same as everyone having a weakness. Even the Dark Lord had fear, even if he would never admit it. Charlotte fears, Kianthra fears, Corliss fears. I fear...you fear"
He frowned as he notcied her roll over and peer at him, as if searching for something in the contours of his face. He let out a chuckle, and turned to face her. "If you are searchign for any tell tale lines of lying, you're gonna be looking forever, because, one, I'm not lying, and two, I've absolutely mastered the art." Falling silent, he looked at her face, and cocked his head as best as he could while lying on his side. "You're very pretty, you know that." He said very matter-of-factly, as if commenting opn the color of her clothes, or something. "You could be a model. Although, models are kinda catty. And who wants to be a super star, anyway?"

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[Nikita Snape]

Niki sighed, not searching for the stories his face told anymore. She was now focused on Xavier's words. "I do indeed have fears, like you said. But, it is not the fear of love, or opening my heart to it. My fear is dying like my father did. I don't want to have the same fate as he did. It would be too much for me. I already know that you fear love though, and that your heart has been broken many times. You're also not easy. That is clear on your flawless face, Xavier." Nikita finished her statement with a clear, and even voice. Her eyes secured on his. She smiled for the first time that night in reference to his compliment about her being pretty. "Well, I'm gonna have to pass on the model thing Xavier. Now, THAT'S too much for me to handle." A laugh escaped her lips, again for the first time on that particular night.

Wanna play twenty questions?" Nikita asked randomly. She shrugged, looking deep into Xavier's eyes. She cocked her head to the side, a half smile on her face. Her eyes twinkled brightly as another bright star streaked across the sky, quickly. She waited tenderly for him to answer, not losing any patience what-so-ever. 'Dayyyummmm this boy is sexxiii... what a fine piece of meat we have here... arrrreeeba!' She thought to herself, raising a single perfectly waxed eyebrow at him.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Xavier smiled at the compliment, though he felt he should be more guarded. He strangely felt at ease, for once. Usually, when he was arround a girl, he was too busy trying to understand their allusions, and verbal trickery, to actually enjoy himself. It was nice to be himself around someone. Especially a pretty someone.
He nodded in understanding of her fear. Even he feared death, or rather, what came next. The idea of floating around in a black abyss didn't appeal to him, but he wasn't sure if he ws completely on board with the idea of a heaven. Even if it did exist, it sure as hell wouldn't let him in.
Though, at the idea of Twenty Questions, a game he often enjoyed with his "bros" while hanging out in the common room, his grin grew wider, though more of a witty smile, than that of pleasure from a comment. "Now, Twenty Questions, do I get to ask, or do you? Either is fine to me, but, I will let you know, now, I may not be entirely honest. You'll have to figure out whether I'm lying or not, but, of course, that's the fun of such a game."
Xavier's eyes flickered, running up and down Nikita's figure. She had to be one of the prettiest girls he had seen, and this gave him sudden reason to be guarded. Pretty girls were dangerous, he had learned that enough times, though this one seemed to be decent enough. He wondered in the back of his mind, if she were veela, for that seemed to be the only reasonable explanation for her appearance. He propped his head up on his head, and blinked a few times, trying to not look like a perv checking her out.

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[Nikita Snape]

Niki tore her eyes away from Xavier's as she gazed up at the stars. "Well, I suppose we could switch off.. that ok? I'll go first..." Nikita said in a beautiful flowing voice. She clicked her tongue one time trying to collect all of her thoughts. She decided on an easy question the first round, looking back into his eyes softly, and warmly. "Okay... have YOU every cheated in someone? I mean I know that you hate it when people cheat on you... I can just tell..." She sighed softly, a gentle and sophisticated smile spread on her face. She watched him curiously, trying to detect any hint of lie on his face. She knew that she wouldn't be able to tell if he was lying though.. he had already explained clearly that he was very good at lying. Well that's basically what he had said.

Niki cocked her head to the side watching Xavier closely. She hadn't noticed him looking at her, though she thought he was as she looked at his expression. She smiled once more, trying to gain his trust. She knew that would take a while though. She wanted to be friends with Xavier... or maybe even more than that. She tried to hide her laughter at her thoughts, and succeeded greatly.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

The first question was a simple one to answer. Other than hugging one of his female friends while dating one of the annoying Hufflepuff girls, Xavier had never cheated on anyone. It would be very hypocritical of him to do so, and he wondered why she would ask that. She knew, flat out, that he despised catty little brats who would do so. He guessed it was to determine whether or not he was lying, and then, in his mind, it became a very good question. She could see the line on his face, and determine what he was like, but could she sense when he was flat out lying. He had sat here, and contemplated why she had asked this for so long, that it must seem like he was thinking up a story, or at least his answer. So, she might assume he was not telling the truth. So he would have to cancel it out. With a grin, he said, "No, I have never cheated on a girl".
My turn. And, are we asking Twenty Questions in total, or forty? Ya know, twenty each. Anyway..." Xavier frowned, trying to compose a question, while ignoring the look Nikita shot him, meaning she must have either seen him, or instinctivly known he had been totally checking her out. Eventually, he asked, "What do you fight for? I mean, in the Death Eaters?" He had not joined either side yet, though as a Slytherein, he was expected to. He had nothing to fight for. Charlotte had never directly or indirectly challenged him, and he had no desire to join the New Order

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[Nikita Snape]

Nikita was taken aback at Xavier's question. What did she fight for? 'Damn... that's a good question...' She thought to herself, as her eyebrows furrowed. Her eyes caught on his, and they grew warm, but yet confused. She had no idea how to answer his question. Her question seemed so stupid compared to his now. It was like an ant vs. an elephant. I mean seriously... which one do you think is Niki's question? Exactly... the ant. Clearing the thought of her question from her mind, she focused entirely on Xavier's.

Nikita cleared her throat still trying to put her answer into words. Finally deciding on a perfectly defined answer, she sighed, her voice floating solemnly to Xavier. " I guess I fight for my father, although in the end he seemed to turn out good. You know? I suppose I always wanted to be a... a... more evil version of him. I suppose I finally realized that I can't be him, or anything like him. I can only be me. That's who I am. I'm a fighter... and I fight for my friends, but I'll tell you one person I've NEVER fought for... and never will fight for. Charlotte Crenge."

The last word slid from her tongue, but it was not filled with venom. It was covered up by emptiness, and no emotion. Everyone said that she fought for Lottie... that she was her lap dog, but no way in HELL was that true. Nikita has never fought for her. She didn't plan to either. Deciding it was time for a dramatic change of subject, Nikita spoke once more this time evenly and clearly. "My turn..." She broke off, trying to find a question that was better than her first one had been. Her first one seemed pitiful now.

"What side are you on? Or leaning on? Do you support the DE... or the NO?" Sure, this question wasn't as great as it should have been, but it worked... for now. She would have to work on the twenty question game with her roommate, Tobie. She loved the game, so it wouldn't be too hard to get her to play the entertaining game with her.

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[Xavier Anthony Blake]

Xavier nodded, encourangingly as Nikita suddenly seemed like a deer caught in the headlights of an eighteen-wheeler. Her blue eyes went a little misty as he watched her try to compse her answer. He had obviously hit a chord, something she hadn't been expecting, not in the least. Suddenly they turned warm, yet confused, like she suddenly didn't understand herself, even.
Xavier smiled, Kindly, as Nikita began to speak once more. She fought for her father. Her friends. But not Charlotte. "So you aren't Charlotte's Chihauhua? I guess I shouldn't have believed the rumors. You don't exactly seem the kind to respect authority. No offense intended, of course"
He fell silent, once more, as his companion began her question. A question he had seen coming the moment they had begun this game of theirs. Niki was in the Inner Circle, an elite branch of the Death Eaters, all who seemed far above the rest of their cult. Which was exactly what it was in Xavier's eyes. A cult.
"I stand for neither. I am Switzerland in this war of wizards. I have no reason to fight for the Death Eaters. I am of Pure Blood, so they shouldn't come after me, nor my parents, and my parents did not follow the Dark Lord. They did not believe him to be the God, yet nor the Devil. He was dangerous, but no immediate threat to those of my family's blood status. But your cul- clan, I mean, has not targeted me, nor any of those who I am friends with, so I have no reason to ally myself with the New Order. in fact, they rather bother me as well. They act far more superior than what they accuse the DE of acting. Like they are some sort of superheroes. And perhaps they are, but until my life is in danger, I will join neither side. And, I will not change my decision" He emphasized the phrase, carefully, softly so to be be offending, but strong enough that she would not try and convice him to come and play her deadly game.
"So, it's my turn, now? Hmm...." Xavier did not like the dark path this had taken, so he was going to do his best to change the conversation in it's tracks. "Which class is your favorite? Or your best. And that counts as one question. You're not getting out of the rest of my inquires." He chuckled, and flipped over to his back, and lie his head on his arms.

[Nikita Snape]

Nikita cocked her head to the side as she listened quietly to Xavier's words. She had chuckled when he said she didn't seem like the type that respected authority. "Hell no, I don't respect authority. Especially if people order me to. I will simply refuse, and play even meaner. That's just me though. She laughed quietly, also flapping over on her back. While she gazed up at the stars she soaked in every word he said about her question. "So, you have no intention what-so-ever of joining the DE, so there's no reason in me trying to 'convince' you. I mean I am a pretty damn good convincer, Xavier." Nikita responded thinking about how she was close to convincing Logan, before the spoiled brat, Victoire interrupted. No, she had never liked the boy, but she had felt the need to at least try to convince him into the DE. Clearly that wouldn't work with this guy.

Nikita's pale, icy blue eyes looked curious, as she considered his question. "Well, now THAT is an easy one love. Potions. No hesitation. It is my best class, and my favorite. I tend to exceed in my father's old class greatly." She chuckled along with him, a wide smile spread evenly across her face. She turned her head slightly to look at Xavier more closely. It was rather hard to look at him on the side of your eyes. She sighed, noticing once more how utterly handsome Xavier really was. She tried to hide her shudder, but it didn't work very well. No, she wasn't cold, his hotness, just got to her.

Nikita cleared her throat, looking at Xavier still. "My turn! Who is your mutual enemy, Mr. Blake?" She asked, trying to get deeper and deeper into his emotional needs. Of course later on she would get even deeper into his heart, trying to learn more about him. She liked knowing things. It seemed to give her a feeling of power. Which she loved. I mean seriously? Who doesn't like power? Exactly... no one. Nikita loved power. It made her feel special, and just amazing. She sighed, looking at Xavier. She waited patiently for his answer, wanting to know who he hated. IF he hated anyone.

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