Al had gone off and done one of his favorite things to do around Hogwarts. This was, of course, to meander the grounds, read, sleep, and eat. Maybe today he'd go mess around with the squid, or find a nice tree to lay in. Today, however, he decided to simply walk. It was nice out, and, for once, had taken off his sweater. His black t-shirt was soaking up the heat from the sun, his eyes twinkling in the light. He walked once around the lake, and, exhausted from all the effort he put into briskly walking like that, sat down.
Al sighed, opening his bag and pulling out a thick spellbook he acquired in Germany last year. Cracking it open, he looked out and smiled at the lake, then returned his attention to his book and began to read.
Stacey walked among the familiar trees of the forest, running her hands over everything she passed. She grinned, and her eyes shone a soft green, the color of new grass. She would miss the forest over the summer, but she had Aiden, and he was better than any forest.
Aiden.
Just his name made her take a sharp breath in. Her other half. Her true love. Her life. She smiled, even though her stomach felt a little hollow. Aiden was inside, getting the last of his things. That`s what she sould be doing, but she had wanted to go for a walk.
Nearing the edge of the trees, she felt a new tingle on her mental wall. She stopped walking. This feeling of power was different. Was someone new around? She doubted it. The school was getting packed up for the summer. Stepping up to the brush that covered the edge of the forest, she blended in well with her dark green shirt.
Lexi sat there. Staring. She loved people watching. She loved how people looked so content but how, sometimes, you wonder if there' s something there boiling under the surface. She knew she felt that way. She didn't want to leave. She didn't want to leave this place she had grown to love. Yet again she knew she'd be back but it seemed so far away. She had never hated summer more in her life.
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Al looked up quickly from his book. His ears picked up the sound of a shaking bush. He looked around quickly, trying to find the source of the noise. He shrugged and returned to his book, smiling.
'Summer. Everyone leaves again.' he thought. With a small chuckle he, again, returned to his book as he ran his fingers through his hair, both messing it up again and scratching it.
He lost his spot in the book, just as his mind began to wander off into the distance. Memories, past years, past students, past friends... Al sighed. He looked back down at his book, attempting to once again concentrate.
Unable to concentrate, he carefully placed his book back in his backpack, tucked his arms under the straps, and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and thought of his spell. As he opened them, he promptly jumped high, landing in a tree.
"Oof!" he let out, as his but landed on the tree branch. He smiled, as he had forgotten how it felt to sit in this tree. Sprawling out on the branch, he hung his backpack on a nearby branch and relaxed a bit.
"Much better," he said, looking out of a gap in the leaves for a person to talk to.
Stacey continued to watch the boy. He looked faintly familair, but she didn`t know him well, if at all. She was just wondering about what year he was in when he suddenly disappeared. Twisting her head around, she looked to see where he was. He caught sight of a figure in a tree.
She smiled. She loved this forest, and it seemed he did too, although she could almost guarantee that she liked it for different reasons.
"Hey." She said, just loud enough for him to hear. She stood up and leaned against a tree.
Al nearly fell out of the tree he was sitting in. Leaned up against another tree, a student was looking directly at him, or was she a student? He stared at her, hearing her say, "Hey," but not really registering it.
"Hello," he responded with a smile. "Student?" he asked politely.
He blinked his glacier blue eyes, wondering what hapened to everyone else. Where did everyone from his last visit go? He assumed they simply moved on, but he was still curious.
Stacey nodded. "Yeah. Seventh year. You?" She asked softly. Her eyes were a curious purple as she looked up at the boy.
"I don`t think I know you." She tilted her head to the side. "I`ve been here all my life, so I should know you, but I don`t." She pushed off of the tree and took a few steps forward to get a better look at the boy.
Al looked as if he were to burst out laughing. "I haven't been a student here for quite some time," he said, almost letting the laughter out. "No, no... I teach here occassionally though. Never around for too long. I haven't been here at all for a while actually..." he said, drifting off into his memories.
His attention snapped back to her. "Well I guess I just haven't been here for your whole life," he said, smiling at her. "For how long have you been here, anyway?" he asked.
"For seventeen years." Stacey answered absent-mindedly. Her eyes had grown distant, as if she were looking at something that wasn`t really there. This wasn`t odd, especially for Stacey. She shook her head and blinked quickly a few times.
"You teach here?" She asked, a new idea forming in her head.
"So since you were a first year. You stayed here over the summers, too?" he asked. "I thought they never really did that anymore..." Al said, his voice trailing, turning his head to see where she was looking. "Lost in thought?"
Al smiled. "I did, but only for a bit. On and off kinda thing for a short period. But I liked it..." he said. "Why?" he asked, curious.
"Well, not for the summers. But I have my ways." She asnweerd first. She flipped her hair over her shouder, turning her head to look at him.
"Nothing, it`s just..... nothing." Stacey sighed and rested her chin in her hand.
Al was uncertain. "What do you mean, 'you have your ways'?" he asked. Al hopped off of the tree, landing on his feet.
Turning to look at her and leaning on another tree, he said, "Explain."
Stacey laughed shortly, her eyes flickering from emerald green to icy blue. "Long story short, I have connections here that allow me to... how should I put this... see and hear what goes on." She replied as best she could. She couldn`t very well explain all of her powers and lifetime backround to him.
"And you didn't hear of me being a teacher? Because it was before your time. Long before you," Al said.
"What other surprises can you do? Elements, telepathy, other people's powers..." he asked, wondering about how she could do so many stuff.
Stacey grinned. "I`m half-Muggle. My mother and father are divorced. I`m talented in French, ballet, piano, and love to read. I happen to have a lot of free time, though. Anything else?" She asked thoughtfully.
"I see. I don't know anything about my parents. As far as I know, I was born a ten year old boy roaming the streets. But I wasn't in shambles or anything, I found myself with money in my pocket and nice clothes. It was... weird, to say the least..." he said, his thoughts slowly transversing back to his memories.
"Uhh... Sure. Colors? Songs? Teachers? Friends? Everything. I like learning," he said, smiling. "Not just about you, don't get creeped out. About anything and everything. I'm always reading some sort of textbook."
Stacey laughed quietly and shrugged. She was used to people asking questions.
"Favorite color, red. Why? It`s passionate and warming. Songs, nothing in particular. I play piano and do ballet, so I know a lot of classics, but still like the new stuff. Teachers, Ginny and Lavy. Can`t imagine where I`d be without them. Friends, Jessie, Jackie, Nate, Aiden... a lot of people. I`m surprised that you haven`t asked me about my eyes yet." As if on cue, her eyes changed bright blue, lime green, hot pink, black, then orange. "I have no control over them most of the time, and they`re often colored according to my mood." She shrugged and her eyes flickered her "natural" brown.
"Hahah... So... You're a passionate ballet dancer who has a lot of friends. You probably stick up for people who matter to you, no matter what. And you also probably have a fiery rage when you get mad, you're kind, caring, and warm," Al said. "I probably got a lot wrong, but whatever it was a guess," he continued, while laughing.
"Well, eyes used to be my thing. I used to do that, but I learned to control it. Settled on Glacier, Light blue. It sticks out, bright... And it was my favorite person's eye color..." he said, trailing on. "You don't ask questions, do you? Not interested in anything around your, or your surroundings. Only in one person, right?"
Stacey laughed as Al tried to describe her. "Actually, you`re right on the dot. you described me perfectly." She smiled again, flashing her perfect white teeth.
"And I like it when my eyes change color. I can control them when I need to, but I don`t think I could ever decide on one color." She argued softly. "And it`s not that I`m not interested in people, I just... feel like I already know you. And in a sense I probably do. Because I can absorb other people`s powers, I also hear some of their memories. Being around Ginny and Lavy so much must have gotten to me." She shook her head slowly.
"Well if that's the case, then yeah, I meant that. It wasn't a guess," he said, laughing. He smiled briefly back at her.
"Eh. It'll get old after a few more years," he said, shrugging.
Al laughed a bit. "This is true, being around them will do that to you. I never grasped onto how they do it... But when you're around them, your mind feels so much more expansive, and opens up new doors. That's my theory how most people discover their powers around them," he explained.
Stacey laughed and snorted. "That`s an interesting way to put it." She laughed. "Wow, seems to me that you`re lucky enough if they just like you well enough for them to be willing to teach you, even when it comes as a small price to them." She paused to smile.
"And if you`re lucky enough for them to get to know you, and you them, to be welcomed into their hearts, almost as family, but not quite. When you know they can comfort you when you`re crying and you the same for them, then that may happen. Like I said, things have changed. You`ve been gone long enough for things to change a lot." She paused again, this time to think. "Was Ginny married when you last saw her?"
"Well they are amazing people, the two of them. They've always been, and always will be," he said. Al smiled back.
"There was a time for that. Missed my window though. Flew off to learn more. Left Hogwarts. I excelled through all seven years of classes in like... four years," he said.
"Uhh... Last time I was here... Yeah. And I met her kid. Don't remember his name though..." Al said.
Stacey smiled. "Yes, his name os Cody." she rolled her eyes as her grin widened. "Cody is... unique... in his ways. He`s a very smart boy. He could probably teach me a thing or two if he saw me more often." Her white teeth flashed in the faint light as she grinned.
"Ginny`s had another child now. A girl." She announced after a moment. "She is rather proud of her children."
"Cody, that was it," Al said, remembering. "Well with a mother like Ginny, he could take on anyone."
"Another? Where's Xavier? Wasn't that her husband?" he asked.
"Yes, it`s Xavier." Stacey filled in. "I`m not sure where he is. I`ve only talked to him twice, and neither time was he really open. Even though I was a favorite with Ginny, he didn`t really open up. I didn`t really mind. I knew what I needed to about him, which didn`t bother me any. "She answered quickly.
"I see. Never met Xavier, just heard of him," Al said, shrugging. "Figured I didn't really need to meet him." He smiled. "Though he does seem interesting. Must be powerful, having Ginny as a partner," he said, laughing.
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Quote from: w i n t e r on June 4, 2009, 10:05:45 AM
"I see. Never met Xavier, just heard of him," Al said, shrugging. "Figured I didn't really need to meet him." He smiled. "Though he does seem interesting. Must be powerful, having Ginny as a partner," he said, laughing.
"Oh please," Draco said, appearing rather out of no where. "You'd think Ginny had actually done things worth remembering the way people go on and on about her."
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Al raised an eyebrow at him. "And you would think the Malfoys would've done something worth remembering the way people bash them," he said. "But we really don't bring that up, do we? So don't bring up anything bad about Ginny. She's more of a witch than you are a wizard, so keep your mouth shut," he said.
Then, out of nowhere, Al burst out, "ROASTED."
Stacey groaned as Draco appeared. "Come on." she muttered under her breath. The last time she had met Draco she had almost hurt him. Almost. Albus interrupted before that could happen. Glad of the subject change, Stacey laughed as Al yelled.
"What was that for?" She asked, not really expecting a logical answer.
Al looked at Stacey. "Well roasted is a synonym for burn," he said with a shrug. "Just sounds cooler when it's yelled. Two syllables. Sounds... better."
He shrugged and smiled.
Stacey laughed again. "You could have said toast?" She offered. "Toast just sounds cool when you yell it." She smiled, pushing off of the tree she was leaning on without giving Draco a second glance.
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Al raised an eyebrow at him. "And you would think the Malfoys would've done something worth remembering the way people bash them," he said. "But we really don't bring that up, do we? So don't bring up anything bad about Ginny. She's more of a witch than you are a wizard, so keep your mouth shut," he said.
Then, out of nowhere, Al burst out, "ROASTED."
"We've done many things worth remembering! Marvelous things! All she's done is..well nothing at all really," Draco said, raising his voice. He hated people going on and on about any of the Weasleys. In his mind, they are a disgrace to the wizarding world. All of them.
Stacey grolwed and muttered something under her breath that was better not heard. Then she turned cleanly on her heel with her hand stretched out towards Draco, palm up. A blue flame was there, swirling in on itself until it formed a ball.
The smug expression quickly fell off of Draco's face and turned instantly into a look of surprise and fear. "C..come now. Let's not be too hasty! I was insulting her, not you! Get a grip," he said, his voice quivering. He took a step back and grabbed his wand out of his pocket.
"Expelliarmus." Stacey mumbled, not needing her wand in hand for the spell to work. "Yes, but you see, I`ve been around Ginny so much that insulting her is insulting me. Besides, i`m a Half-Blood, too."
Her eyes glimmered an amused purple, almost the same color as the dark flame in her palm. She rubbed her fngers together and it grew slightly. This was nothing to her. She had done much more without even moving, but she wanted to make him nervous.
Draco's wand flew out of his hand. "Wh...hey! What are you doing?! Come on! I didnt do anything! I..uh.. I," he stuttered, his voice shaking with obvious fear.
He took another step back.. and another.
Stacey laughed and dropped her hand. "You were earlier." she said, turning to Al. "I also hold a grudge and am not above pay back." Her eyes were gleaming an emerald green as she looked at the used-to-be teacher. Her back was to Draco, but that didn`t bother her. She would know what he was going to do before he did it.
Al hand rested on her shoulder. "You are above payback. Besides, what would Ginny say?" he added.
On a second thought, he quickly said, "Forget that bit, she'd probably say do it. But do you think it'll gain anything? It's like demolishing a vase. He's got no purpose, but the owner would be rather upset."
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Stacey laughed once, but leaned against her tree. "I`m not its ower, and it`s a rather annoying vase." She spoke like Draco wasn`t even there, but she didn`t really care where he was, as long as he shut up.
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"But the owner is a very powerful, influenced man. And his vase is extremely fragile. If even a crack was placed upon the owner's vase, it would be extremely hard to fix," he said, smiling.
As she leaned upon the tree, he relaxed his hand from her shoulder, returning to his side. He then looked at Draco. "Little git."
Through all this, Draco had managed to find where his wand had landed on the ground; he hurried over to it and picked it up just in time to be back where he was standing before. He got there right at the precise moment to hear Al say his last comment. Draco raised his wand once more and pointed it towards Al this time. "Watch it," he growled, surprisingly braver than earlier.
Al laughed. "Not a good idea, kid," he said to Draco. "You're daddy may be well connected, but I could wipe him and whoever guards you out of my way." Al grinned.
"I..uh.. I doubt it," Draco stuttered, as he lowered his wand slightly. He instantly took a step back.
"Don't doubt it. And d**n straight you back off," he said. "She may be above killing you, but I most certainly am not," he said, nodding his head in Stacey's direction when he mentioned her.
Draco said nothing. There was obvious fear in his eyes. "You j..jsut wait until I tell my f..father about this," he stuttered, his voice coming out barely louder than a whisper.
Al smiled. "You just wait until your father comes to me," he said.
"You see, good luck. I may not be around for it, which is rather depressing..." he said.
"M..my father isnt afraid of a d..disgrace like you!" Draco said angrily, although his voice was shaking terribly.
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Stacey watched the two boys argue, then just laughed loudly when Al mentioned her.
"Dear me. Wow, I guess you didn`t get the part where I said I had a wicked temper and hold a grudge." She grinned, flashing her perfect white teeth. "I have blood on my hand. None of it is innocent, and none of it is child, but there are bloodstains there." She explained softly, her eyes flickering between blood red and black.
"Did your eyes turn white?" she asked suddenly, tilting her head. Her wand was still in her hand and she slowly tilted it towards Draco. A warning not to do anything.
"Oh, and by the way, I don`t need a wand to use my powers." She added, turning to face Draco with a fake grin and she batted her eyelashes before turning back to Al.
"Whoa! Hold it!" Draco said with fear in his eyes. "I didnt do anything to you!" He took a step back and was preparing to run away any second now.