(Okay, understand I'm just typing and I have no real plot for this RP.)
Ginny lay on her back in the dead leaves. Her arms were behind her head and her eyes were open. She watched the red, orange and yellow leaves that still clung to the trees above her. She felt no emotion, and she didn't know why. Leaves fell around her when the wind blew, but never on her.
Xaver approached where Ginny lay, his hands casually jammed into his pockets, his black jeans, shoes, and red shirt faded, but otherwise clean, his black hair spiked in a loose manner. His usually straight shoulders were slouched a bit, his white skin a few shades paler than usual, and there was a healing cut upon his lower lip, his eyes unfocused as he walked about in his reverie of thought. He continued blindly, until he tripped over a large lump in the ground {which turned out to be the actually pretty small, attractive red head he had been looking for, earlier, anyway}.
Xaver found himself flat on his stomach upon the hard ground, an odd place for a Fallen prince. He landed hard, unexpecting, a sharp ache reverberating throughout his body, coming out in a grumbled murmur of exasperation. He rolled over and freed himself from his own tangle of limbs, sitting up quickly, with a near bemused expression, traced in apology.
"Sorry," he said.
Ginny blinked, then her hand went to her side, where his foot had landed before he tripped. Yalk about delayed reactions. She rubbed her side and sat up, blinked.
"Ow." She said, shaking her head then looking at him.
"It's alright, I guess. You didn't mean to." She smiled.
"What's up, Xaver?"
He gave an apologetic, lopsided smile, running a hand through his spiked black hair, absently rubbing his neck. He shifted uncomfortably, and met Ginny's eyes.
"Erm.. Ginny.. I was looking for you. You know how to run a country, right?"
He shifted again, watching her.
"Yes, I know." She said, nodding. She stopped smiling though.
"Erruh.. You think you can help me some, in the next day, or three? I've got this coronation test.. thing, that I have no idea of how to pass. I know it's weird, I shouldn't be asking you this.. Death only knows you don't know me enough. You'd probably hate me if you did. Erruh. I shouldn't be asking you. Sorry.."
He rose, raked a hand through his short spiky hair, and shifted uncomfortably.
She stood and smiled.
"I know enough to know I don't hate you." She said, nodding.
"I'll help."
Xaver stared at her.
"Really?"
"Sure, I got nothing better to do." She said, nodding.
Xaver grinned a bit.
"I'm sure you probably have two hands full of more important things. I thank you greatly Milady."
He bowed slightly.
"Not really. Mainly a divorce case and helping to run the school." She said, surprised at his bow.
"Yeah," he said sarcastically, but in a friendly way, "just a few things, no bother."
"The school is no problem, and as long as you don't try to find me after one of the meetings for the divorce, it'll be no problem." She said, nodding. The divorce was hard on her, and always left her with mixed moods.
Xaver winced slightly, nodding. He didn't mean to read her thoughts; it just happened.
"Sorry," he said, knowing she would have noticed him listening to her thoughts. "And sorry for the aftereffects of the divorce issue. If it is not too much to ask.. who's divorce is it, Milady?"
She flushed, slightly.
"Mine. And stop calling me a lady."
"Oh. Uh.. Sorry."
Xaver shifted uncomfortably.
"Err right. What do I call you then, M- ... Ginny.."
"Just Ginny. And don't feel bad. I'm still a Queen, but only once a month." She smiled, obviously fake.
"Right. Ginny."
He watched her, picking up on the falseness of her smile. His smile plummetted.
"I'm sorry, still. Err, who are you getting divorced from?"
"Conan Sulai." She pushed a strand of her red hair behind her ear.
"And don't be sorry. It's not your fault."
"The guy you've been hanging out with a lot? Ooohh..."
Xaver frowned, a lot of things connecting. His expression turned a little sad.
"What will happen, then, to your country?"
"That's part of the case. We have to comprimise about it." She sighed.
"Of course, we also have to do alot of time jumping."
Xaver frowned.
"From the future or the past?"
"Well, from Romainia, the far future. From this time, not very far into the future. It's the only way we'll be able to change the time stream."
"I see."
He shook his head.
"Time travel is confusing, but I get you. So you and Mr.Sulai, are getting divorced. Are you alright?.."
He searched her eyes, genuinely concerned. He didn't dare ask why they were getting divorced. That was where he drew the line, and knew his business would stay away.
"Alright?" She asked, seeming to not comprehend the word.
"As in being satisfactory or in satisfactory condition. How are you holding up, Gin?"
He watched her with a soft gaze, a bit apprehensive at the informal name he had used, but feeling it was placed right. He hoped she wouldn't bash him over the head with anything.
"I guess okay. I don't know. I don't have much to compare it to." She muttered, wrapping her arms around herself. She was a bit uncomfertable, but not because of him. It was because she could never talk about herself much.
"Well, because you obviously never take enough time for yourself, I believe you. You're strong, Ginny, but you shouldn't have to always be showing it, you know. There are people here for you, you know. In case you would want to explain a bit more thoroughly."
Xaver wanted to comfort her, but he really didn't know how.
"I know there's people. But, they have there own problems, Xaver, and I don't want to burden them with mine. Which, I guess, is the exact reason I'm divorcing Conan."
"Well, then tell me. I mean I know that I'm probably not the person you'd want to define as one of your friends, but hey, your burdens will never worsen mine. And I'd like to hear them, whenever you feel like telling me."
Xaver watched her.
She looked at him, blinking.
"Why couldn't I define you as a friend?" She asked, softly.
"People usually find it wiser not to," he said, shrugging. "I can be a hassle, you know."
He almost grinned.
"You've heard of Kiara? Of Lavender, of Max? They are my friends." She said, watching him.
"I might have heard of them. I don't doubt you're real close. Just saying, it would never bother me if you unloaded once in a while."
He smiled at her, spinning a black feather around his fingers.
"My point is you couldn't be much more of a hassle then any of them. And friends are not hassels."
"You might be surprised. Might not. You never know."
He flicked the feather, and it spiraled through the air, downward, then hit the earth like a splash of water, dissolving to shadow. Friends are not hassles?
"I am," he said to no one in particular.
She frowned at him.
"Are not." She said, stubbornly.
He returned her frown.
"Are too."
"Are not, and if you contradict me again, you'll have to prove it." She said.
"I'll say 'Are Too', and prove it by doing that. Contradicting you is providing example of hassle."
He chuckled softly, and nudged her with his elbow.
"Brat!" She said, suddenly tackling him.
Xaver had not been expecting her to tackle him, and he fell over easily, a bemused expression on his face. He grabbed her arms and pinned her away, grinning.
"Monkey!"
"Don't make me hurt you!" She said, struggling.
"Ah, bash me woman, torture me to threads may you, you will never win!"
Xaver grinned, and didn't let go.
"Physical strength is what you use! Cheater! Naturally your strong then I am." She protested.
"Naturally and supernaturally," he said in her ear, grinning like mad.
"Not cheating, just physically graced. But not graceful."
He laughed, and tugged a strand of her soft hair.
"Hey!" She said, laughing as well, "That's not fair!"
"Fairness is a privilage!"
He grinned, but slipped slightly, falling back to the ground.
"Like I said. No graceo."
She laughed.
"No...novio?" she said slowly. Suddenly she laughed.
"Don't use Spanish! I'm not very good!"
"I wasn't! I was just using something that rhymed!"
Xaver grinned, tugging her hair again.
"But if it made you laugh, that's great."
She smiled at him.
"Thank you, Xaver." She said. Briefly, she let her smile light up her eyes.
Xaver smiled and nodded, simply staring at her. He liked it when she smiled. Her smile was unusual, in the way it was expressed in a chain reaction over her features. It was rare, it seemed, and only happened when she meant it. Her smile alit her eyes in a very stunning way. It was not too often you saw beauty anymore.
"Yup," he said, letting go of her hands, and freeing the captured Ginny.
He smiled at her, and tugged her hair again. He found he did that often, but it was of no moment.
She kissed him on the cheek and stood again, "Seriously, thanks. Now, what can I do to help you with your test?"
Xaver coughed, the exhilarated feeling he had felt just a moment before turning upside down, and socking him in the stomach. He rose, his smiles fading. It was obvious he had forgotten about the test. Everyone gets bliss in different ways.
He sighed, his tones lower, and thought about it for a moment.
"The test. Right."
He shifted uncomfortably, but continued to focus. Amazingly enough.
"Well, most of it I have down.." he mumbled a few things, though they were incomprehensible.
".. I can dance, though not very well," he flushed a bit at this, "but what I need help with, is some magic stuff. I figured you're the best here, so.."
"Not the best with magic, but probley the best teacher." She said, laughingly.
"Cheer up, this will be fun. And the more you worry about the test, the more you'll hate it, and the more likely you'll be to fail." She put a hand on his shoulder.
"Seriously. Anyway, is there anything specific?"
(I gotta go. 2:30 a.m. here.)
(ok, lol. bye :) )
"Either way, one of the best out there," Xaver said seriously.
He glanced at her hand and smiled, a warm relief sparking in his eyes.
"Yeah. Barriers. There are a few of my father's friends that might just be thinking of assassination. I wouldn't want some unfortunate thing happening..."
"Ok." Ginny thought for a moment then looked at him, "Do you have any telekinesis at all?" She asked.
"No, I've just been talking to you, and mentally, out of sheer luck."
He grinned, trying to make light of the situation.
"Yeah. I'm just horrible with barriers. Well, physical barriers. I can keep the darkest things like my father out of my mind, but at times, when someone wants to hit me with a literal 2by4, I'm screwed."
He shrugged.
"You can make pysichal barriers with your mind somtimes, but you have to have the right amount of control over everything. I only manage to do it when I'm very angry or scared." She said, nodding.
"Alot of making barriers has to do with air power too."
Xaver nodded, listening closely to her as he always did, his brow furrowed in concentration.
"So the barrier when you use it is easier to put up with emotion?" he asked. "And air power? You mean the air element?"
"Sorta. No one really understands all the powers of the mind. It's a complicated thig. But sometimes, when your emotional, it increases most of the power in your body and mind. For example, did you ever see someone 'swell' with anger? Same thing. Well, since it's hrd to learn the air element, this increases the air element for you and your mind shapes it." She said. She was close to confusing herself now.
"I see. So happiness and anger and fright, because they are strong emotions, could be usesd as strong weapons.."
He watched her with interest.
"So do you mentally shape the barrier?"
"Sometimes, and sometimes the air just hardens around you. It all depends on whats coming at you." She said.
"But, be careful. I blacked out after the first time I tried it. Made the barrier, but it disappeared as soon as I lost consciousness."
Xaver nodded in understanding.
"I've tried them before.. I'm just horrible."
"Well, if your willing, I can help you a bit." She said.
Xaver nodded.
"I'll take whatever you give."
"Then give me your hand. It's easier to combine powers if we touch some how." She said, holding out her own.
Xaver stared at her for a moment, then slowly reached out, and clasped her small hand within his. He continued to stare at her, halfly concentrating on the sudden current of power coursing through him. It was exilerating somehow.
"Now what?" he said in a low tone.
"Well, close your eyes and let down your guard. Now, imagine a rock comming stright at your face, too fast to catch or duck. Quickly,compact the air in between you and the rock and harden it, almost like a invisable wall." She said, letting her hand rest.
"Wait, I have to let down my guard?"
He stared at her, shifting his weight uncomfortably.
"Erruh. Do I have to?.."
It sounded childish, but Xaver had never done that before. Which was a bit embarrassing. He didn't like the feeling.
She smiled, once again, letting it show in her eyes.
"Yes, you have to trust me."
"I... I do..." he said slowly.
He watched her eyes, and brought a phantom smile back to his lips. He closed his eyes for a long moment, took a long breath, and shirked around a bit around in his own mind. His thoughts were foreign to him, and it took a lot of searching before he found a way to compress his thoughts.
He opened his eyes and met hers again, not having dropped his guard yet.
"Do I really have to?"
"Yes. Trust me, Xaver. No one can jump into your mind, I've alreay placed a mental barrier around this entier area." She said softly, watching him struggle with himself.
Xaver nodded, and with a sigh, flattened his mental barriers. He shivered slightly, but remained mute, focusing his energy. He imagined as she told him to, and a shell-like sheer of magic appeared over them both. Visible, though. He shook his head, but felt out the barrier completely, before dropping it.
"Visable is good, but you want to catch whoever off guard." She said, "Concentrate, Xaver."
Xaver nodded, closed his eyes again, and concentrated a little harder, focusing. The barrier rose again, this time firmer, stronger, though it was still visible. He cursed lightly, though very quietly as not to offend her, and tried again. The third try was the most secure, and to his pleasure, invisible.
"Keep it there, and I'll slowly let go of your hand." She said softly.
"Alright," me said quietly.
He didn't want to, but he nodded, loosening his hold on her hand. Her hand was warm as his skin was usually cold.
He braced himself, and secured the barrier more.
She didn't want to let go either, but she let her hand slip until only their fingers touched.
Xaver held the barrier, slowly amending with his mixed feelings, and securing his own stability bit by bit. Finally, he was holding the barrier all his own. The best of it was, he was comfortable with it. He held it for a bit longer, before slowly letting it drop and settle. He turned to look at her, wordless, noting that her fingers were still slightly touching his, and that there was a certain warmth spreading up his spine.
Suddenly she blushed and took her hand back.
"Sorry." She murmmered.
He coughed, and flushed a deeper shade as her, though shaking his head.
"Don't be," he said softly.
He straightened his shirt and dusted himself off, though it was not as smooth as his usual. Simply a back-up plan to prevent sheer embarassment of random. That failed. He went a shade or so darker, and it was obvious, because he was very pale.
She blushed and cleared her throat.
"Um...is there anything else you need help with?" She asked, hesitently.
"No.. not this moment. I've got to sit down for a minute or three..."
Xaver simple sat, leaning back on his palms, sighing softly, closing his eyes. He tried to slow down a bit, stopping the insanity, and slowly building his mental stability up again, being sure to conceal and firmly lock away things he had forced into the darker spots of his mind. There were a lot of those.
He opened his eyes once his stability had returned a bit, comfortable with allowing himself to slow down around her. He trusted that she wouldn't kick him while he was down, and trying to rebuild.
"Okay..." She said, thankfull, since she wanted to sit for a moment. She leaned against a tree and slid to the ground.
Xaver noticed her relief, and he chuckled, dropping to his back with a thud. He stared upward, wincing slightly at the light as he did so, and closing his eyes.
She looked out into the forest, her eyes glazing slightly.
Xaver watched her with peculiar interest, an eyebrow raising.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked softly, not raising his head for it felt heavy at the moment, but highly interested.
Her eyes returned to normal and she looked at him.
"Nothing, I was searching for something in my chest." She said.
"In your body, or in your wooden trunk in the school?"
He raised an eyebrow, still not willing enough to move.
"School." She said, leaning her head against the tree.
"Ok."
Xaver smiled slightly, then rose with a quiet groan. He went over to her and extented a hand in offering to help her up.
"Allow me to walk you back to the common room? You're probably more tired than me."
"Sure..." She said, taking his hand and standing. Her eyes went wide, slightly, and she fell back against the tree.
Xaver hadn't let her hand go, and he kneeled down next to her, not letting go, frowning.
"Are you alright?"
She blinked, then said very softly, "yes..."
"What happened?" he questioned gently, unmoving.
He watched her, concerned.
She paused a moment, then shook her head.
"Nothing."
He noticed her frown and his frown deepened.
"Nothing is always something," he said softly. "Seriously, what's up?"
"Just a vision I didn't ask for. It's nothing." She said.
Xaver nodded, but didn't press.
"So you still want to go to the castle?"
"I don't care." She said, standing stright again.
Xaver followed and stood as well, watching her still, smiles fading into tired remoteness.
"Well, alright then...," he mumbled.
He looked toward the castle and started toward it, his head heavy, but lighter in a way. He paused to wait for her.
She walked bside him silent, watching the ground. She tried to keep her mind clear, because whenever she had an unwanted vision it knocked down her barrier.
Xaver watched her for a long moment, calculating, his frown deepening. Suddenly, yet slowly, he reached out and took her hand, through the connection, passing reassuring strength and an open tap to his powers to her. Like she had helped him, he opened his own magical source, and allowed her to reach it through him, so she could properly assert and secure herself.
He only hoped it wasn't a stupid move, and he would get a shove or anything. He wasn't exactly full of balance right then.
The sudden connection surprised her and she looked up, at him.
"I couldn't take any power from you..."She said softly.
"I insist, Ginny," he whispered in return. "I won't have you struggling with anything I might be able to help. Please. There's years of pent up energy and magic stored within me. You can't do harm. It might help with me being so hyper all the time. Maybe you can fix my snotness."
He smiled down at her, softly squeezing her hand.
"I..."she paused, "don't want to weaken you..."
"I could never force you into something you didn't want to do, but really, please let me help. I have more energy than I know what to do with. And I have a high motabolism, or so I've heard it to be called, with magical power. I'll regroup soon enough."
He smiled down at her, and chuckled again, keeping his tones low and gentle.
She bit her lip, she hated asking for help, or even taking it.
"Xaver, your to nice for your own god..."
"I try. I fight to be. Sometimes it actually works out right that way."
He winked, and leaned closer to her still walking, relaxing his barriers for the second time, and yet securing them up, so she was welcome to his mind and power, however bashful and hidden some thoughts were, and securing it so she would be safer while doing so.
"Recoup, Ginny."
She stopped walking, and carefully took the tiniest amount of power she could. Before she let go of his hand, she paused, then did something compleatly impulsive and out of charactor for her.
She leaned forward and kissed him, lightly on the lips, then let go of his hand and took a step back.
"Thank you."
Xaver nodded, watching her. He was not expecting it, and was pleasantly surprised when he felt her lips meet his. The kiss was brief, and left him longing for the shortened, but exhilarating feeling. He stared at her for a moment, before a warm smile cracked and spread throughout him.
"You are welcome. Literally. Whenever."
She nodded, hoping she hadn't been wrong to do that. She looked to the side, away from him, and didn't see his smile. She had liked the feeling as well, but didn't want to offend him or anything.
Xaver gently hooked his finger under her chin, looking into her eyes for a long moment. He smiled slightly, then returned her kiss with one of his own, almost sighing aloud as his lips met hers. That electricity revved up through him, and almost numbed his brain enough that he almost didn't pull away, slowly and softly.
He had wanted that. But like he had said earlier, he didn't ever want to force her. He somehow knew she was too fiery and stubborn to be forced anyway, but he respected her.
She stared at him nervously.
"Um...guess we should get back..."she said, not moving to do as she said, but still looking at him.
Xaver nodded, smiling down at her.
"Yeah, alright. It seems to be getting late."
He gently squeezed her hand, of which he had taken hold of moments ago, forcefully turning and taking a small step toward the castle, as was her wish.
(It's 3:30 a.m. here, I might be leaving.)
She held onto his hand, walking sorta beside him, sorta behind him. She seemed afraid to let go of his hand, and afraid to let the electric pulse between them break.
(ok. I should be getting off soon, too. I have to get up at 4:30 this morning to leave :P lol 'Night when you leave)
Xaver smiled warmly at her over his shoulder. Her touch gave him a sort of high he couldn't explain. It was exilerating to say the least. He squeezed her hand, wordless. For once, for all the right feelings.
She smiled back at him as they neared the forest edge.
Xaver walked with her across the grounds, watching the blinking lights of the castle, occasionally glancing back at Ginny. He smiled slightly, opening one of the entrance doors, waiting for her to enter first.
She stepped ahead then turned, blushing.
"Uh..." She said, nervously.
"Ug, cavewoman."
Xaver chuckled and let the door slowly shut behind them. He noticed her nervousness and frowned slightly.
"What's up?"
"I don't think...I ought not to have done that." She said, slowly, unsure of her words. She didn't beleive them at all.
He nodded. He understood where she was coming from, though it still took a moment to find his voice, low and smooth.
"Maybe not.." he agreed softly, watching her eyes.
He was quiet for a moment, before a smile jerked his lips.
"But did you want to?"
She blushed.
"If I hadn't wanted to, would I?" She asked.
Xaver watched her blush, and he chuckled slightly, shaking his head.
"I do not doubt that you do not do things when you don't really want to," he said quietly, smirking gently in a teasing way. "You're too stubborn."
"I don't know wheather to take that as a compliment or an insult." She said.
"Compliment, surely. I was pointing out that you stick up for yourself. That shouldn't be insulting."
He smiled a bit.
She smiled.
"Good. Because insulting me would be like your contradicting yourself." She said.
"Surely," he said. "And it wouldn't be very wise of me, either."
He grinned.
"Good."
She smiled, took his hand and started towards the staircase, since they both stayed in the Gryffindor.
Xaver grinned and followed obediantly, laughing like a madman as he did. He didn't know the source of the sound, but didn't really mind it either.
"You reallys are a nutcase." She said, glancing back at him.
"Well yeah. Amazing you just noticed."
Xaver grinned wider and squeezed her hand, still following.
"Sometimes you notice the worst things about a person after you get to know them." She said, climing the fourth floor staircase
"Ah, but learning all the best and worst things is just part of getting to know someone."
Xaver chuckled following her up.
"But, I have a feeling that's not your worse traite, since being stubbron isn't mine." She hadn't ment anything by that, and was just pointing out the fact.
Xaver grinned slightly, and nodded.
"You are right, as usual."
He smiled a bit and allowed himself to be led the rest of the way to the common room.
Once inside the common room, she let her grasp on his hand losen, so it was held there only by his hand.
"Guess we split here."
"Yup."
Xaver smiled down at her, then brought her hand up and gently kissed the top of it. He let go, and smiled again.
"Goodnight, Ginerva."
He moved a little over to the couch after another smile, and simply dropped onto it, a leg and an arm hanging off, though he was otherwise comfortable.
" 'Night." She said, softly, starting up the stairs after a moment. When she had let Kylie move into her room, she had simply put anoth bed in there for her own use when needed.
Xaver listened as she walked up the stairs, and once she was in the room, he rolled over, and quickly fell asleep.
By morning, on accord of Xaver's strange sleeping habits, the large window of the common room was open, and the fire was long out, and he, was sleeping almost soundly, underneath the coffee table. His wings were still out, the feathers flecked with snow; evidence of an early morning flight.
He shifted slightly, tucking his head into the crook of his elbow.
Ginny came down the steps, streaching her arms. Unfortantly, she was wearing her dark blue dress robes and underneath those a skirt, so she felt the cold breeze. She walked to the window and closed it, clasping the latch and glancing at him under the table. She smiled, watching him.
Xaver heard the window close, and he opened his eyes, slowly rolling over. He knocked his forehead on the table leg, growled, and slowly wormed out from under it, yawning, crawling on his hands and knees to a more free section of cool tile, and lying flat on his stomach there. He was a little bit more tired than usual, without that extra bit of energy he had given Ginny, but he was recouping quickly. He smiled over at her, his cheek against the tile.
"Morning Ginny," he mumbled. "What time is it?"
It looked early. He hoped it was early.
"6:03." She said, smiling down at him, "And good morning."
"Great."
He chuckled into the cold floor, and with a groan, rose from the floor. It was a slow process, but finally, he was standing. He closed his eyes, focused his energy, and his wings receeded to a false non-existance, and his clothes changed to a fresher set, dark jeans and a black shirt. He smiled.
"Good morning."
She nodded.
"I'm going to get some breakfeast, then I'm off to another meeting in Romainia. You hungry?" She asked him, pulling a hair tie off her wrist and pulling her hair into a lose pony tail.
"Always."
He smiled slightly, watching her fix her hair with an interested expression, then sighing.
"I have to get Kylie back to our home realm to pick up some things. She doesn't want to return there until she has to. After I am coronated, it will be easier... but you know."
Xaver kicked the coffee table back to its original position, and waved his hand, lighting the fireplace.
He looked at her.
"Meeting in Romania, eh?"
"Yeah, this one is strictly about the kingdom. As of right now, I only have to rule as Queen once a month, but we need to set some other time set-ups." She explained.
"Some advice, stay with Kylie the entier time and double-check any time she asks you to leave. She's a scared little girl, and the only reason she'll ask you to leave is if she's more afraid of you etting hurt."
Xaver nodded, his face setting at a darker tone. He watched her in silence for a long moment before shaking his head.
"Food for thought," he mumbled. "Let's go down to the hall. Think it over there..."
"Ok." She said, opening the portal and waiting for him.
(gotta go. Being forced away.)
(lol, ok, bye)
Xaver stepped toward the portal, and glanced at her, before stepping in.
She followed him, out into the halls. It was silent as a tomb, even though classes were going to start for the day in about two hours.
Xaver glanced around, slightly pleased at the silence.
"A bit quiet today, eh?"
"Yeah, most student are gonna wake up in about a half hour, run to breakfast, then be late for class." She said, shrugging.
Xaver quirked an eyebrow at her.
"Have you ever been like that?"
"yes, when my life was hectic and I didn't sleep for weeks."
Xaver smiled slightly.
"Your life is not hectic now?"
"Well, yeah, but I'm a bit more adjusted." Seh said, winking at him.
"Different lifestyles for different people."
Xaver grinned at her, and winked back.
"Guess so." She said, shrugging as she began walking down the steps.
Xaver simply followed her, and after a few steps of staring at his feet, his mind drifted off. He frowned, and began to mentally calculate.
"Just cause I'm not listening to your thoughts dosn' mean I can't feel your mind hard at work." Ginny said, glancing back at him.
Xaver mumbled a reply, tried a smile, and shrugged.
She stopped and turned.
"What's wrong?"
Xaver slowed to a stop, looked up at her, and applied a false smile to his lips. He let it fall, however, knowing it wouldn't fool her.
"Nothing," he said simply.
"Xaver, your as bad a liar as me." She said, walking back up the steps so she stood one step lower then him.
"Maybe so. But I'm just as stubborn."
Xaver shifted slightly, but kept her eyes.
"I can't make you tell me, and I've learned that searching a persons brain to find out what I want isn't right, but as you were there for me, I'm here for you." She said, grasping one of his hands in both of hers.
"It goes both ways, Xaver."
Xaver stared at her, then offered a half-smile, a little more normal this time.
"Kylie wants to go back, but I don't know why she would want to. She knows I would be able to her her things singularly. But she knows I can't stop her."
Xaver sighed.
"I don't want to go back there. Seriously. I don't want to deal with some strings I left unfinished."
He smiled, though it was false, and bitter.
"And just a few seconds ago, I got a little 'ol mental ring from my brother. Guess who decided to stop by to meet us when we get there?"
"I can cancel my meeting, if you want." She said, smiling. It was true, all she had to do was press a button.
Xaver stared at her for a moment, but shook his head.
He wanted her company, but he wasn't so sure about taking her to his realm.
"You couldn't do that. Besides, canceling a meeting on my behalf would only make them dislike me more."
He grinned slightly, though it faded quickly.
"They don't need to know why." She said, truthfully.
"Kylie wouldn't mind, and I can hold my own."
"Kylie never minds. So long as she has candy, she'll be resolutely happy. And happier to show you every freaking thing in her room," he said. He chuckled softly.
"And I know you can. But I don't want you to have to."
He paused, thinking for a moment.
"If we can, I think avoiding my brother will be the best solution. He's more of a problem than he's worth."
"I'm comming then." She insisted,watching him.
Xaver watched her for a moment, then nodded.
"Fine," he said.
He shook his head.
"It will be more than pleasant to have you along," he admitted. "And you could do nothing but help."
Xaver smiled a bit, and squeezed her hand, which he had never exactly let go of.
She smiled.
"Good, that makes me feel better." She said, turning and pulling him down the steps so they could eat breakfeast then leave.
Xaver grinned slightly, and allowed himself to be pulled, his stomach rumbling absently.
"Kylie will still be asleep," he said randomly. "She usually sleeps until she is awakened or until noon."
"I used to do that. Drove my Mum nuts." She said, as they steped into the hall.
(I may go soon. I'll try to stay on. After tonight, I'll only be able to reply when I get on in school.)
(ok. hope to hear from you soon, then :) )
"I can imagine that."
He smirked, then tugged her hand, and pulled her down with him onto an empty place at the Gryffindor table.
She laughed and picked up an apple. She didn't eat alot, but ate often.
Xaver spoiled his plate with some bacon, toast, and random fruit, then sipped at his juice, staring over the short first years in front of him, out the window, thoughtful.
"Don't go suddenly quiet, it creeps me out a bit." Ginny said, nudging him slightly.
Xaver grinned softly, and nudged her back with his elbow.
"That's only because I'm so loud and pompous most of the time."
He turned his head to face her, smiling slightly.
"And creeping you out is fun."
"Says you." She said, smiling back.
"Says me," he agreed.
He nodded, and elbowed her in the side, teasing.
She laughed.
"Finish eating, Xaver." She told him, since she had finished her apple.
-Eat more!-
Xaver grinned a bit at her, but quickly finished up. He had taken less than a fourth of what he usually ate off his plate, but in all honesty, he didn't feel all too well. But he would be the last to admit it. He sipped a mug of coffee down, then set it back.
"Finished," he said quietly, gently taking Ginny's hand, and tugging her up with him.
"I will wake up Kylie, I suppose. You get whatever you will need. Two or three days worth."
"Ok." She said, shrugging and standing.
"Ok," Xaver repeated.
He smiled over at her, then disappeared.
Ginny went to her room, and knelt in front of her trunk, picking what she needed an somehow fitting it into one bag. She closed the trunk, locked it and walked down into the common room.
Xaver was in the common room already, sitting on the floor, leaning back on his palms, his legs crossed comfortably. He watched the fire, occasionally chuckling, occasionally rolling his eyes. Kylie, dressed more or less like she was when she had arrived, bounced around him, talking a childs nonsense, which, in her case, actually made sense a little, but was still ridiculously random.
In one hand, she had plastic scissors, in the other, a fistful of his hair. She jerked on it to cut it, and he flinched slightly. She knocked him on the head for moving. He fell still and rolled his eyes, though allowed her to play 'hairdresser', or whatever little girls called it, still.
Xaver found himself dozing off over the next five minutes, and once Kylie noticed, she whacked him with her plastic scissors again.
" 'AVER, stay awake!"
"You're going to knock me out, sooner or later, woman, with those freaking scissors, and you'll get the same effect if you're not careful," he replied, shaking his head
Which only caused her to rap on his head with the repeated force and rhythm of an annoyed bird.
"You show him whose boss, Kylie?" Ginny asked, laughing. It was funny, after all.
"Eh, shut up, Gin," Xaver mumbled, though he grinned over at her.
Kylie rapped on his head again, then grabben another chunk of his hair, and tried to cut it.
"Yup," she said, nodding her head. "He just won't listen sometimes."
"I know what you mean." She said, grinning and shaking her head.
"Well, Xaver, I'm ready, are you and the hairdresser ready?" She asked, winking at Kylie.
"Yeah."
Xaver turned and scooped up Kylie, fixing her coat, and perching her on the open windowsill. Her small, but fitting wings spread happily, and ceremoniously twitched, and she began to zip up her pockets, and fix her random artifacts. Xaver smiled at her, then turned, and fixed his eyes on Ginny, smiling warmly at her. She didn't have to come, but she had wanted to... He couldn't explain it.
"You can use magic to fly for half the way there, or you can hook your arms around my neck, and lay on my back all the way. Whatever you prefer."
Xaver smiled at her, and with a simple blink, his enormous black wings simply appeared, erupting with eager flutters, before settling comfortably.
She walked over and tapped him on the nose.
"I'll fly half way." She said, smiling.
Xaver smirked teasingly, and nodded.
"Alright then," he said, nodding.
Gently, without thinking about it first, he leaned foreword and kissed her on the forehead. He smiled lopsidedly at her, leaned over, and shrunk a few random black wood trunks for Kylie to stuff her things in. He put the miniature boxes into his pocket, and closed the seal, nodding at Kylie. She jumped out, and began to hover outside, watching the squid in the lake, still near the window.
Ginny smiled back at him, and levitated, slightly. She levitated out the window, beside Kylie.
Xaver smiled after her, spread his wings, and smoothly slipped out the window, shifting slightly to become comfortable. He smiled at both of them, and nodded toward the lake.
"We head that direction for a time, then hit the teleporter way the hell over there, and start heading in from where we arrive," he said simply.
She blinked then nodded.
"Alright, you two lead the way." She said, smiling at them.
(night night, don't wanna get caught.)
(lol, sneak, ;D :P see you later)
Xaver nodded, and smiled.
"It'll be awile. We can all go together."
She shrugged.
"Okay." She said.