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[Nikita Snape]

Striking pale blue eyes swept across the Black Lake, in search of any followers. None came across Nikita, so she continued her journey down to the Black Lake, just like every night. She looked very pale in the moonlight, and her eyes stood out, making them very noticeable. She clutched her wand that was deep in her pocket, and began to pull it out. She was now at the edge of the Black Lake, her shoes almost touching the icy lake water. Her wand was now pointed in the direction of the boat house, that was completely invisible. She thought the spell to herself, quickly, 'Accio, boat.' She immediately heard the sound of a chain falling, and then quickly after was the sound of water moving. She could tell that it was coming towards her. Suddenly she felt a light bump on her shin. She looked down and noticed a small boat with an ore inside of it. Nikita stepped inside of the small boat quickly, but carefully, trying not to make any noise. She sat into the boat, and picked up the ore, placing it into the dark water. She pushed it into the Lake's depth, and then pushed it back, making the boat move forward.

Finally Nikita reached the boat house, and stepped out of the boat, gracefully. She felt the hard wooden floor against her foot, and began walking towards the edge. She sat down, and placed her feet into the water, taking her flip flops off. She was completely invisible at the moment, and that pleased Nikita. She didn't like to be bothered, or be watched. As a matter of fact, she hated it. She had a feeling someone would be coming tonight though. Someone would ruin Nikita's peacefulness, and Nikita would be mad. She normally wasn't that mad, but today she had a feeling that she would be. Laughing to herself, Nikita looked up at the silver moon, and the millions bright stars.

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[Gracie Danes]

<sub>A million shining stars dotted the midnight blue sky above, making up entirely for the obvious absence of the bright orb of light that usually commanded this late hour. But tonight, the moon was little more than a shadow among the multitude of lights in the northern sky, as it was the new moon, the only day of the month when the glowing satellite could be completely absent without questioning.

Optimistic as always, Gracie had found the courage that night to sacrifice her comfort and venture out into the night to observe the beauty of the night sky. She'd decided against bringing anyone, partially because she'd rather be alone on a night like this, and partially because she really didn't have anyone to bring. Most of the people she called friends, which were a small lot to begin with, couldn't appreciate the stars like she could by herself. Besides, she felt as though it would simply be dragging them along, and she'd never do something like that to one of her friends. After all, she might meet someone that was already out that she could appreciate the splendor of it all with.

As she rounded the corner, her brunette head turned upward to view the vast glory of this particular scene, she tripped rather ferociously, something she had a habit of doing, as her feet and legs tended not to listen very well to her brain's commands to walk straight and avoid tripping. Oh well. It wasn't the end of the world. Just another stubbed toe to endure.

But as she looked down at her bare feet, she noticed that there was a drip of thick, scarlet blood dripping down her biggest toe, merging a little with the bright purple toe nail polish she had on and leaving a large red stain on her toe nail. The shadow of a frown crossed over her pretty features for a fraction of a second before she shrugged dismissively and replaced it with a slight smile. Turning herself towards the boat house, she decided to stop there and take a look at her foot in a place that was at least vaguely inside.

Upon entering, however, she spotted a dark figure at the other end of the house, and instantly grinned as she recognized the girl. But, instead of being stand-offish as many Hufflepuffs would be to a girl as Slytherin-like as the girl at the other end of the room, she trotted over and enfolded the girl in the biggest bear hug a small girl like Gracie could manage. "Niki'a!" she exclaimed, her large mouth pulling back into that lopsided grin of hers, "An' wha' do I owe such a pleasuah to? You out for a wee bi' o' star-gazin'?"</sub>

[Zane Lestrange]

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