Counting All Those {Ripples} {Avery}

[Zane Lestrange]

Zane Lestrange made his way down the hundreds of steps towards the boathouse. This path was, of course, deserted, not many students bothered to make the trek back up the hill afterwards. That was the beauty of it, silence and an unspoilt view of the lake. Amazing. The cool breeze rustled through his hair as he reached the last hundred or so steps. The boathouse itself was now in view. The small stone building covered with a simple triangular roof. It had three walls, where the fourth should have stood, was open water, leading straight out onto the lake. The little jetty outside was the perfect place to think.

Zane entered the boathouse through the side door, carefully staying clear of the edge, where the small rowing boats bobbed in the water. The same ones he had riden in almost seven years ago. All the first years used them on their first night, a great tradition of Hogwarts. Zane grabbed onto the ladder and climbed up to where the beams were. He carefully crawled to his favourite place, the beam that provided a panoramic view of the lake. He watched the birds fishing in the black waters and the ripples.

The ripples ever growing in size, never stopping even if they hit an obstacle. How peaceful it was out here, away from the stresses of the castle. And so open, no need to fear the claustrophobia kicking in here, oh no. His thoughts turned to quidditch and the upcoming matches. It's ok they're a good team, we're in with a good chance. He lifted his leg onto the the and leant back against the cross bar, hidden from anyone who might appear in the boathouse down below.

[averybently]

Avery walked out of castle heading down towards the Black Lake. He was clutching his wand, with his right hand, while his left ran through his blonde hair. He looked up at the stars as he walked down the sloping hill. He remembered the one time he had went down to the lake with Kye. Then Kye had hit on his girlfriend, who just happened to be a couple yards away. Avery had pushed him, and then the fight had begun. Corliss was pissed off when she saw the two boys tumbling on the floor. Corliss wasn't as mad as Nikita though. Nikta was entirely pissed off. When Corliss blew it off, Nikita kept on yelling. Avery had always wondered why Nikita was so mean, ad always angry, but it was none of his buisness.
Avery felt the bushes surround him, as he got even closer to the Lake. He put his wand up, and spoke evenly, "Accio, boat." Avery lowered his wand, as he waited for the boat to appear in front of him.He looked back up at the stars, and then heard the sound of something coming towards him. He looked up, and saw the boat speeding towards him in the air. He ducked quickly was the boat went over his head. It neatly plopped to the ground, and Avery began to tug at it. He pulled it into the water making a big slash noise. He climbed into the boat, and grabbed the boat's oar. He put it in the water, and pushed it back. He continued this pattern, while trying to see where he was going.
Avery heard a big bump, and squinted to see what he had hit. Itwas another boat, and Avery immediatly knew that he was at the boat house. He stepped out of the boat carefully, and looked around the boat house. He couldn't really see anything, but there was one small light, hanging over some of the boats. Avery walked to the edge of the deck, and looked out at the Lake. He couldn't see that Lake either, considering it was black, and it was nearly midnight. Avery sighed as he sat down on the deck. Avery looked quickly behind him feeling as if someone was watching him. The back of his neck prickled, and Avery felt unease.

[Zane Lestrange]

Zane looked out across the lake, staring at the moon's reflection in the still water. The water was surprisingly still, the giant squid was probably down near the bottom and thus was not effecting the surface water. He looked up at the stars until he heard a loud bump. Sure enough, one of the boats had somehow crashed into another, but there was no sign of anyone around. He peered over the side of the beam, no, another boat had just appeared out of no where. Someone's trying to scare me, what's the bet it's Scorpius or Corliss?

There was a small oil lamp attached to the same beam that Zane was sitting on at this present moment in time. It hung down off the beam providing a slightly yellow light to illuminate the boats below. The small light cast small shadows of the surrounding boats out onto the deck, until they stopped suddenly. Leaning over the edge of the beam, Zane spotted a figure sitting on the edge of the deck, looking out at the lake. As the figure turned to look behind, Zane quickly leaned back so he was hidden from view, as the small light of the lamp had revealed the new comer's identity.

"Damn, it's Bishop".

[averybently]

Avery stood up quickly as he heard a small voice. His eyes scanned the dark area, not seeing anything. He cleared his throat, and began speaking, "Who the hell is here?" Avery's question was loud. He wanted to make sure that the person heard it. He was pretty sure it was a guy, unless it was a chick with a really deep voice. Avery took a uneasy step forward, his eyes, and ears alert. Who could possibly be at the boat house? Hardly anyone ever went there anyways. Especially alone, and at night. Avery squinted his eyes, and looked above the light. He could have sworn he saw something move, but it was probably just his imagination. 'Avery, chill out. This is all probably just your imagination. No, it's not! I swear I heard a voice! No, you're just telling yourself that. Chill out.' Avery argued with himself feverishly. He shook his head in confusion, taking his eyes off of the area above the lantern.

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[Zane Lestrange]

Oh crap, he heard me. It's a shame he can't see me and he doesn't know who the hell I am. The night provided so many opportunities to ambush, practice and of course frighten, but Zane wasn't going to do any of those. Although maybe he had successfully scared Bishop, so in that case the last one would be true. Zane looked over the edge of the beam, there was Bishop, right underneath the light trying not to look terrified out of his wits, but failing miserably. He hasn't joined either side yet, but after that incident on the stairs no doubt he'll join Charlotte. In one quick movement, Zane jumped from the beam and landed a few paces in front of Avery. He smiled before saying, "Evening Avery". There you go, nice and polite, Rosie would be proud, though I doubt Teddy would have given a similar greeting.

[averybently]

Avery's head turned as he tried to listen more closely to any sign of movement. All of a sudden Avery heard a thud, and looked up to see a guy standing in front of him. Avery listened as the guy greeted him rather politely. 'Who was this guy? Oh, wait! The NO Leader. Oh crap. Why is he here?' Avery shook his head, and looked at Zane. "Ummm... you're Zane right? One of Rosie's friends?" Avery spoke to Zane evenly, not showing any sign of resentment in his voice. He looked at Zane, and began talking once more, "May I ask what the hell you're doing here?" Avery's voice was soft at the beginning, but then got hard at the end. He had wanted to be alone tonight, but no, Zane had to be here. Avery scoffed, still looking at Zane, waiting for his answer.

[Zane Lestrange]

"Yes I'm one of Rosie's friends. I might ask you the same question seeing as though I've been here a good ten minutes. But I will answer your question, I'm out here to clear my head." Zane replied, again politely, one of the only traits that he carried on from the Lestrange legacy. Lucius had been very keen on manners and overall politeness, so of course, Zane had been brought up that way even if you know the person won't treat you with the same respect in return. He doesn't seem very happy that I scared him, and anyway why the hell would he want to come round here at midnight? Oh well, stay open-minded Zane, he still might join the New Order...yeah in like a million years.

[averybently]

Avery listened intently to Zane, and his voice was polite once more. 'Why wis Zane so polite?' Avery thought quetioningly to himself. He looked at Znae his eyes softer. "Umm.. I'm sorry I wasn't 'polite'. I mean can you blame me? I am Corliss' boyfriend... what'd you expect?" Avery questioned him with humor. "I just came out here to relax.. to get away from everyone, and everything. Didn't work out how I planned it though..." Avery trailed off, leaving his sentence hanging. He looked at Zane cautiously. "Not that it's a bad thing... umm... sorry I was kinda rude again." Avery looked at Zane apologetically. "I'm good friends with Rosie, you know? Well, actually I'm not sure anymore. She freaked out when I told her about Corliss. I hope we're stil friends though." Avery spoke his last sentence with confusion. He still had the problem with Rosie, and Corliss. He hated that problem, but he shook it off his mind, and waited for Zane to respond.

[Zane Lestrange]

Zane nodded whilst listening to Avery's response, so he's having the same issues, too much to think about, plan, organise, train, practice, perfect and complete. It makes my head spin. At least he's realised now... "Actually I know Corliss has good manners, she would have been brought up to have them and to use them, she just doesn't impliment them all the time. Lucius was always very clear on that matter. Anyway, this place is great to just clear your head and a great spot to think, feel free to find somewhere else if I'm disturbing your relaxation." Zane smiled at this before continuing, "I wouldn't say good friends, but yes I think Rosie still wants to be friends, well of course, unless she tells you otherwise..." This is a strange conversation to be having with Bishop. I mean, I don't talk about my upbringing to anyone, not even Rosie or Teddy and I've already mentioned it. Well I'm sure all the Slytherins no that, thanks to dearest Kia telling them everything that they could possibly use against me.

[Zane Lestrange]

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