(Hey guys. I'm closing this RP but only until Ginny and I post a little between each other. We've haven't talked in so long. lol. But anyways after we start it up it's free for anyone to come in and join. Thanks :))
Lavy sat up straight in her bed. She was sweating bullets. She looked around her, making sure her dream wasn't true and sigh out of relief when she saw she was still in her own bed. She got up and pulled some cloths on. She knew she wouldn't get anymore sleep tonight.
Once she was dressed she looked in the mirror. She looked terrible. Her eyes were red and she looked sticky. Her hair was a mess on her head. She sighed, this time out of frustration that she was having nightmares again. She turned at the sound of the door opening.
It was only a first year, who seemed a little scared. Lavy left the room, determind not to be seen by too many people. That would only cause issues. She went into the common room and found a dark corner to sit in. She watched a few more people come in and through the window across from her she saw the sun begin to peek out.
Soon the room was flooded, with both students and sunlight. She stayed in her corner, catching a few people staring at her. By ten it was empty again and she was left alone, with nothing more then her thoughts.
((Gonna start it off like this...))
"Now, stay in the school, okay? Don't go outside today, it's supposed to rain. And stay away from the classrooms, students don't like it when a five year shows them up." Ginny stood with the small black haired boy at the door of her classroom. She wore teacher's robes, he wore jeans and a t-shirt.
He frowned, "Fine. I'm going to play in the common rooms then." Without waiting for a word from her , he turned and walked away. He went up the steps, going into the closest common room he found. He didn't know the password, but was granted access anyway.
The room was empty, or so it seemed to most. But his ice blue eyes penetrated the room, catching sight of Lavy almost instantly. He stood, starring at her, his head tilted to the side in question.
"Hi." He said.
(ok :))
Lavy looked up at the boy but didn't say anything at first. Mainly because she didn't know what to say but she settled on something expected and common place, "Hi."
She shifted her weight in her chair, feeling like he was almost staring into her soul with his blues eyes. It scared her and she couldn't place the feelings in the right place. Something about him made her uncomfortable.
The small child nodded at the expected answer, turning from her and walking to a bookcase. He looked up, seeing a book he wanted, but sadly it was a few shelves beyond his reach. His expression became a thoughtful one and he pondered how to get the book down. Finally, he just looked at Lavy.
"Can you grab that big black book for me, Signora?" He asked, using the Italian word for Miss.
Less then a second later the book landed in the boys hands. She continued to watch him for a moment and then asked, "What's you're name, little one?"
"Thanks, Miss." He turned, walking to an armchair before he answered her, "My name is Cody." He told her, glancing up as he climbed into the over sized chair.
Lavy stood as he sat down, feeling the sudden erge to pacearound the room. She did fr about twenty minutes, in silence. She hardly noticed Cody sitting there with his book. But finally she had all her thoughts in order.
"Nice to meet you Cody. I'm Lavy."
Cody looked up from the book which, believe it or not, he was reading. His eyebrows shot up, though his face remained mostly expressionless.
"Lavy?" He questioned, "Is your surname Brown, Miss?"
Polite in his words and mannerisms, there was still the cynical undertone. The sense that even though he hadn't said anything outright, he was talking down to her.
Lavy looked Cody up and down, hearing the subtle but unmistakable change in his voice. She didn't know why he was talking to her the way he was but she didn't particularly like it. It made her feel judged and vulnerable, two things that she didn't like. All her nightmares that she had been having over the past few weeks flooded back over her.
Lavy nodded, giving herself a moment to control her voice before she used it, "Yes, as a matter of fact it is. Why do you ask?"
He smiled, "You knew my mother."
His tones hadn't changed, but had simply become more noticeable. Half the time, he talked down to adults because he had a reason to. Most people he knew were stupid, with a few exceptions. Like his parents, whom he idolized.
Cody ran a hand through his black hair, watching her closely. Guessing who his mother was would be impossible, he looked absolutely nothing like her. Searching his mind would also be hard, his mom had protected it both ways. Keeping his thoughts in, and other's out.
He placed the book to the side and slipped doff the chair, "My mom is Ginny Weasly."
"You're Ginny's son." Lavy said taken aback for a moment. She didn't know what to make of that. She knew that Ginny had had children but this boy... he was right. He really did look nothing like her. She would have expected that familiar red hair and the occasional temper to go with it.
"How is you're mother?" She asked, ignoring the way he talked to her.
Ginny had had one child, the small almost five year old looking up at her. Cody shrugged, "She's ok. She's a part time teacher here now. So I get to play here on days that my dad or grandparents are busy."
He smiled, his cheeks dimpling.
"Miss Brown, my mom speaks highly of you."
He didn't sound like any other five year old.
Lavy smiled back, "Well, I'm glad to hear that. But I can't help but think that she over exaggerated. There's nothing about me that I've done in my life that should be mentioned at all." She shrugged, "I'm glad to hear she's well, though."
"She speaks highly of you because you were a good friend." Cody pointed out, his eyebrows raising. He tilted his head, a habit he picked up from his parents and shook his head.
"My mom does okay." He said, "Considering."
"Considering? What, if I may ask, are we considering?"
((YOU KNOW BETTER! =) ))
Cod's smile fell, "considerings the Ministry hates us." He told her, "Considering they want us to leave England, actually...that they'd rather we die a horrible death."
He scowled, darkly, "We didn't do anything wrong."
( BAD LAVY *slaps back of hand* ::)))
"Oh, yes. I'm sorry. I've been so wrapped up in my own life that I have completely lost track of everything and everyone. I do feel rather bad about that one. I told them that you're mother was a none issue. That they should focus on something more pressing things.
"But like always,the Ministry is ran by men who are threatened by a woman. So typical, and completely disheartening if you ask me. But they don't really listen to anyone with any sense. They would prefer to sit in the million dollar homes and point the finger."
Cody's scowl grew darker, "It's not her fault. They hate us because of me and my dad." He shook his head, his blue eyes looking off at a wall sadly.
"They hate us for what we are. They don't even know us."
Lavy bit her lip. She wanted to comfort Cody somehow, but she didn't know how. Should she hug him. Or give him words of encouragement. Or maybe both. She didn't want to invade his space without his permission.
"Do not blame yourself please. The Ministry made their own decisions. Out of fear and distrust. Nothing more and nothing less. I don't think it's personal...so to speak."
Cody laughed sharply, "No, Miss Brown. It's very personal. They claim that if my parents had never conceived me, then there would be no problem." He growled, "The Ministry says that if I had never been born, and my father had stayed in his home, then everything would be peachy keen."
He clenched his little fists, "They are just mad because Mom quit her jobs there when she found out she was pregnant."
"They're not mad. They're furious. But there's something else," Her voice trailed off, "I don't know, but it's more to do with just you. You're birth would cause problems, yes, but all this..." She started thinking about her own words.
The more she did the more she saw that she might be hitting on something. There was no way that the Ministry would spend so much time and money on these three people if there wasn't something more to the story. She sighed, frustrated that she was missing something and couldn't pull an answer. Her months away from her friends had taken it's toll.
"My apologize. Please just ignore what I'm saying. I'm rambling."
Cody nodded his head, "Yes, Miss. Of course." His words, polite and tight expressed his anger at the Ministry of Magic.
He sighed, "I'm a half breed, Miss. They fear me because I have the best of my parent's powers."
"Hmmmmm......." Lavy said, still slightly distracted. She was still thinking about her own little conspiracy theory when she remembered that there was a second person in the room with her. She pulled her focus back in.
"If you were half as powerful as Ginny was when she was your age you would be a force to be reckoned with. But both Ginny's and....Xaver I assume?"
Cody nodded, "Yes, and my mother says I'm twice as powerful as she was." He paused, "But I don't know how to use any of it, Miss Brown. And what I do know, my parents taught me to use responsibly."
He shook his head, "I wouldn't ever use my powers against someone."
Lavy nodded, listening to him closely, "With Xaver and Ginny as you're parents, I'm not surprised. But still..." She stopped before she said anything else. She was trying to avoid talking about her thoughts on the situation.
"I am sorry. If there's ever anything I could do, to help you...anything at all, I'm willing."
Cody shook his head, "No ma'am. They already tried a criminal case against my parents, and tried to exile us. It didn't work very well. Now the only thing they can attempt is civil cases."
Cody shrugged, "They can sue us all they want, they won't win with that kind of stupid stuff."
Lavy bit her lip again but it wasn't because she didn't know what to do. She knew exactly what she was about to say and she was annoyed with herself. No matter what she did her curiosity to know overpowered any sence of staying out of other people buisness.
"What are they using against you?"
"Public and civilistic terror."
((That is NOT real, so don't try and use in in life, kiddies.))
Cody shrugged, "Mom usually keeps to herself, and Dad is rarely home. We never go out in public as a family. They have no case against us."
He smiled when he saw her look, "It's okay to ask. If I didn't want to telly you, I wouldn't."
Lavy looked away out the window, "I know I shouldn't feel bad, but I do. I know what it feels like to have people pry into your life and I must admit that I don't like it it one bit. But I'm glad that you feel comfortable enough to tell me.'
Cody smiled, "I have secrets and then I have secrets, Miss Brown." He clasped his hands together in front of him, looking the picture of the adorable little boy. Only his eyes held the truth, carefully concealed intelligence far surpassing most. A slim darkness that made his ice blue eyes seem to be full of secrets.
Though, he was rather innocent. His mother had done a wonderful job of protecting him for all of his life. Had kept him from seeing how the world really was.
Though that feat was getting harder as the days went by.
Above them, the bell rang, loudly and Cody's smile turned into a grin.
"Mom doesn't have class this period."
Lavy smiled as well, "Well then, little one, shell we go find her?" She smotthed her pants out before walking to the entrence. She pushed the door open and then stood there, wating for him to join her.
She could feel her exictment building in her bones at seeing her old friend. Any missplaced and dark feelings and thoughts, were long gone.
Cody grinned, "Of course, Miss Brown." He went after her, glancing at his forgotten book. He pointed at it, willing it back onto the shelf with ease. He smiled slyly to Lavy, "Don't tell my mom."
Lavy pretended to lock her lips and toss the key far away, "I don't even know what you're talking about, little one." She shrugged her shoulders and started down the long passageways.
"Good." he said, nodding his obsidian head, "She hates when I use magic to do easy things." Cody walked beside Lavy, heading to his mother's classroom quickly. Students were still filing out as they reached it, apparently it had been running late.
Ginny followed the last group of students out, wearing jeans and a t-shirt instead of teacher's robes. She was talking to a student, nodding when she caught site of Lavy and Cody. She smiled, walking over to them. She bent, picking up her son and hugging him tightly to her.
"Are you bothering this woman?" She asked him, teasing.
"Nope." Cody said, laughing.
Lavy stood back, letting them have their moment together. She felt like she was intruding on a private matter. She waved at Ginny, abruptly nervous again, "Hi, Ginny." She said softly.
(i figured this should be the oppisite of the other one ;D)
((Sure, why not?))
Ginny smiled at Lavy, "Hi." She said, setting Cody down. She nodded, "I see you've met my son." She ruffled Cody's hair.
"My angel," She said affectionately.
Lavy nodded, "As well he should be."
There was a long pause between them. Lavy didn't know what to say. This would be about the third time that she had returned from her misadventures and she had a feeling it was running not just Ginny but everyone else thin with patentice.
"He is lovely. And very intelligent for his age, if I may say so myself."
The problem was, Ginny had grown used to friends coming and going. The only time she had neraly lost it was when Xaver had disappeared for that three years. It had been a bit less than that since Ginny had seen Lavy, though.
Ginny nodded, "In more ways then one." She chuckled, "He's a billion times smarter than I."
"Yeah, he's pretty sharp," Lavy grinned and then stepped forward a bit, "I'm sorry for everythings that's been going on at the Ministry. I know my apologize is pretty much worthless after what they've done, but still... I hope you will take it either way."
Ginny laughed lowly, "There wasn't anything you could do Lavy." She shook her head, "Umbridge was, and still is, out for Xav's blood. Especially when she found out that Cody was alive."
She smiled sadly, "They are most determined to make me and Xaver out to be incompetent so they can take Cody to some far away land and lock him up."
She ruffled Cody's hair again, and he looked up, grinning wildly.
"They can try!" he declared.
Lavy looked away, feeling strange, "I don't think they would have a chance again you, Cody. Not with your mum and dad protecting you. Not to mention everyone else."
She looked Ginny square in the eye, then. "May I talk to you about something?"
Ginny nodded and blinked, "Absolutely." She kneeled down, pushing Cody's hair from his forehead.
"Angel, would you like to run to the kitchen and get me a snack?"
Cody nodded, knowing she simply wanted him to go away.
"Fiiiiine." He muttered, tunring and heading towards the kitchens.
Ginny smiled after him and turned to Lavy. Her face changed dramatically, losing it's kind soft look. Her eyes lost the light, and she nodded. She was still smiling, but it wasn't the same now. It wasn't a full smile.
"What do you need to talk about?"
Lavy took a deep breath, "I haven't really talked to anyone about this so if I mess up, please forgive me."
She leaned up against the wall, "He tried to kill me, Ginny. He let others try and kill me. And I still love him. Why do I still love him." she said frustrated, not really as a question but as a statement, "I should be plotting 99 ways to get him before he gets to me but all I can do is just wish that...well that he was his old self. The one that use to love me."
"But I keep having dreams about the way he is now. The look in his eyes last time I saw him. The passion he had for me has been replaced. Now all he wants to do is see me suffer. He would prefer it was by his own hands but if someone else does it he'll be just as happy."
"I just wish I knew why. That's what really bugs me. Why did it happen so sudden. One day he was perfectly OK and then...he wasn't. I just...I'm lost, Ginny. I can't tell which ways up or down. Forward or backwards. Right or wrong."
(two things: one i'm talking about Neo and two: i haven't talked to him in forever, i'm just basing this off our last rp)
Ginny blinked, then shrugged, "He finally wen just as crazy as we've always been, Lavy." She said simply.
She looked at the younger girl, shaking her head slowly,
"The only difference is that we have always been crazy. He snapped...it's enough of a change to really break something in your mind."
The pretty red head sighed, "I don't know what to tell you. Neo and I never got along, our opinions were too different. In fact, we fought most of the time...."
"Yeah I know. I hoped you two would find common ground, but we can't have everything can we..."
Lavy sighed and stood up a little straighter, "I know there's not really anything you can do. It just feels better to get it off my chest. I've been so wound up for the past few months that if I don't tell someone how I feel soon I'm going to end up like him."
She crossed her arms, "I guess I just wish I knew what pushed him over the edge. Was it me or someone else or maybe something," She paused, "I don't know, I'm just talking outloud now."