Myths and Fairytales(Open)

[aelitaderrivalle]

What a day....perhaps it would be best if she didn't stay up studying that late. It really drained her energy during classes; it was almost too hard to concentrate. She would just remind herself to study earlier instead of procrastinating till it was already way to late. Aelita ran a hand through her hair completely forgetting that she had put her hair up earlier that day. Now it was a mess because of her one track mind, with a sigh she pulled the hair tie out letting her blonde curls fall down upon her shoulders. She really didn’t like to have her hair down because it always got in her way when she was trying to study, but she could live with it for the rest of the day. Aelita let a yawn slip between her lips, her eyes scanned around as a thought struck her. She needed a good place to study, somewhere quiet where she wouldn’t be bothered.

Then an idea hit her, she could study close to the forbidden forest, it was almost always quiet over there. She wasn’t planning on entering it was against the rules and Aelita was trying to behave so she could stay at Hogwarts. From what she got there where quite a bit of students who were afraid of the forest and wouldn’t go anywhere near it, there were said to be dangerous creatures lurking in the woods. Aelita herself believed it all to be just stories the teachers and staff made up to keep the students out of the forest. Beaux Teachers used to do the same thing, how scary could the forest really be. It didn’t matter; she wasn’t planning to find out anytime soon.

Aelita headed towards the forest carrying her books with a smile; in till her eyes caught sight of three slytherin boys who looked like they had just come from the forest. Sometimes she wandered if they were even the least bit afraid of what would happen if they had been caught. She shook her head and proceeded to ignore them in till something one of the boys said caught her attention. “Did you see the look on that Gryffindor first year when we left him in there, it was too funny” the other two boys chuckled as they walked by her. Panic flashed in her eyes as she turned her gaze to the forest, stupid slytherin boys! Tossing her books aside she rushed into the forest with out a second thought.

Her eyes darted around as she continued to search through the forest, where was the first year student, poor kid must of been scared witless. Aelita continued to search with little luck in till a flash caught her eye, perhaps that was the student the slytherins had been talking about. Moving some branches out of the way she moved forward to catch up to the figure.

{I couldn't help myself, I was bored}

[Narcissa Black]

"you appear like raindrops"

It hadn't taken Narcissa long to convince a couple of her fellow classmates for an expedition to the Forbidden Forest. Unlike her, it was their nature to try and prove to the rest of the world how tough they were by breaking school rules. To Narcissa, they were just a pair of show offs that would fill the needs for tonight, at least. She needed a cover up, and the two fools had unwittingly given her a perfect one when they had picked up on her slyly planted suggestion to bring a student from another House who had been getting on their nerves for quite a while now. After that, it had all been a piece of wonderful cake. She didn't care for the first year's whimpers of protest and she certainly could turn a deaf ear to her Housemates' annoying snickering. Although she constantly had to remind herself that she was there for a reason to stop herself from whipping her wand out and cursing them into oblivion, much like Bellatrix would. Oh, the perks of having a deliciously dark sister.

She had left the two Slytherins to their own devisings, and she'd gone on to do what had been assigned to her just two nights ago. Narcissa could almost shiver in recollection of that night, but she refused to let it permeate her thoughts when she should be nothing but focused. That plant was difficult enough to collect, and having distracting thoughts flashing through her mind was everything but welcome. So frowning in concentration, Narcissa started walking deeper into the Forest, waving her House mates' calls for her to go back and return to the castle. Apparently they had already dealt with the boy they'd brought with them and were anxious to leave the dark forest.

"Not so brave now, are you?" Narcissa asked softly to the empty air around her, the other two being too far away to hear her. She had a leather pouch in her right hand, and her left hand was holding her wand high, her Lumos incantation shining brighter than usual as she surveyed the floor of the Forest. Insects scampered away as the light hit them, and it was all Narcissa could do to keep herself from turning on her heel and leave the disgusting place. Instead, she settled for curling her lip in disgust and ignoring the crunching her boots made when the heel came in contact with one unlucky insect. "Morgana, this is disgusting," Narcissa swore under her breath, finally locating what she was looking for. Crouching close to the floor, her gloved hand left the pouch beside her and took out a knife to cut the plant off its roots.

Once she had a nice handful of it, she straightened and brushed the dirt off her knees. The cloak she was wearing was loose around her frame, therefore the hood had fallen off, revealing her silvery blond hair that reflected the moonlight all too well. Taking a few steps in the general direction of the fringes of the forest, Narcissa paused as she thought she heard the crunching of steps in the distance. Hiding behind one particularly thick trunk, Narcissa peered into the darkness, trying to make out the shape of whoever it was out there. She inwardly cursed when she saw another Gryffindor. For a fleeting moment she thought it could be the one the other two Slytherins had brought, and had managed to break the flimsy spells her House mates' had surely put on him, but the silhouette was much too big to be a first year's, and it was distinctly female.

"Aw, come on," Narcissa murmured in annoyance as she heard her two companions laugh and brag about the kid they had brought. If only stupidity were to hurt... Shaking her head in disgust, Narcissa's eyes widened a fraction as she saw the girl spring towards the Forest, and in her direction. Good going, brats she thought just as she too sprung into a run.

[aelitaderrivalle]

Snap!

Another branch snapped as she pushed her way through the forest after the figure she was following. The figure had started out as a blur before it morphed into a girl with long blonde hair. This only increased her frustration, she understood that boys tended to pick on each other but to drag a first year girl out here was just down right wrong. The poor girl was so scared she was running away like a mad woman. Aelita quickly managed to catch up to the student in front of her, she had always been pretty fast. Back home the boys hated playing tag with her because she always caught them and they could never catch her. That’s why they preferred hide and seek; she was terrible at finding good hiding places. Aelita finally got right behind the girl and instead of thinking things through she reacted on her instincts and tackled the female in front of her too the ground. She sat up preparing to apologize to who she assumed to be the frightened first year in till she got a good look at her face.

This wasn’t the first year she had been looking for, and to make matters worse she was pretty sure the girl wouldn’t be too happy about being tackled. Narcissa as she had heard people call her, she had seen this girl in one of her classes. She didn’t have a clue what the girls last name was, she just know that she was from the Slytherin house. Now that Aelita thought about it, she was told to never rub a Slytherin the wrong way because they weren’t the friendliest people. She had assumed it to be just some prejudice rumor about Slytherin students, she was hoping now that it really wasn’t true. Aelita looked upon the Narcissa conjuring up her apology, ”Narcissa right, I’m sorry about what happened earlier…I thought you were somebody else.”

Aelita stood up and brushed herself off, pulling a few twigs from her hair. All that running through the forest had did wonders to her hair, not to mention she had dirt on her robes. Now what was she supposed to do, she was in the forest with a pissed off Slytherin(probably}, she didn’t know where the Gryffindor first year was, and she didn’t even know where she was. Returning her gaze to Narcissa she offered her hand to help her up not really sure if she would take it or not. This day was turning to be odd in everyway possible, at least it couldn’t get any worse or so she hopped.

{ Sorry if it's not very good; oh and if you dont want her to get tackled then I'll change my post and have Aelita just get infront of Narcissa }

[Narcissa Black]

[[oh, don't worry. It was time for Narcissa to get off her high horse, and a tackling does the perfect trick ]]

"and leave like you sink through"

Narcissa was panting even before she acknowledged the infuriating pain in her legs that was starting to slow her down even as she bid herself to run faster, faster, away from the streaking blond Gryffindor that would surely catch up with her if she didn't do something, dammit. And the unchecked curse was definite proof of how desperate Narcissa was getting. If the Gryffindor caught up to her, there would be a lot of quick thinking to do to get herself out of this without her dignity, pride and reputation intact. Merlin, that was a long list to keep intact. She would do with only her pride and dignity unscathed. It wasn't as if the Black name had any nice ring to it in Gryffindor. Only Sirius could get away with it. Fleetingly, Narcissa scolded at the thought of her cousin. Who would think he would be crossing her mind as she ran through the Forbidden Forest? Ah, you had to appreciate the ironies of life.

She cursed herself (yet again), for being careless and letting the hood of her cloak fall back and reveal her identifying silver-ish tresses. It was not about a matter of vanity, but there were few people in Hogwarts who had that same shade of blond as her, and it was proving to be more problematic, and instead of bringing her pride, Narcissa now found herself wishing she'd disguised under strong Glamours. Why is she so fast? Narcissa panted inside her head, already feeling how her long strides were turning sluggish with exhertion. Definitely not one for sports, it shouldn't surprise anyone to discover Narcissa Black was sadly in poor shape, not being able to keep up a steady run for five minutes.

Now, if only she could duck behind a tree, she would gain some time. Perhaps the girl wouldn't be fooled, but surely--"Oomph." And she was peeved to discover that the tacky sound had come from herself as she'd felt someone actually jump her. Seriously, could the girl have any less class? Now Narcissa was flat out in the ground, her cloak doing little to prevent her from feeling the semi humid ground staining her overly priced robes. "Get off me," she hissed threateningly. And even though she was panting, the state of anger she was in was enough to dispel that tiredness and allow her to speak clearly and menacingly, summoning all her iciness to imperiously order the girl to her feet. Of course, the apology that followed did little to cool down her temper, as her eyes spontaneously narrowed and she glared daggers at the girl. Who did this girl think she was? And was she calling her of all people, by first name? What was wrong with wizardkind?

Narcissa's thoughts were straying to the wild side, there was no denying that, but as she glared at the girl's proferred hand, there was one thing she was absolutely positive. And that was that the blond Gryffindor was now on top of her black list. Yes, it had something to do with the shameful thing of being so un-classily tackled and therefore, her pride was somewhat ruined for the time being. And you know, pride is such a fickle thing... "Oh yeah? Like who?" Narcissa snapped without even thinking to come up with a witty retort. Who cared about witticism now? She just wanted to murder the girl, thank you very much. She would even settle for a quick and painless death. Just to get rid of her. That would do the trick. "If you greet all of your friends like this, it wouldn't come to me as a surprise to find out you have none," she said, ignoring the girl's hand and standing up on her own. Now that there was no need for hiding, she was in dire need of some light. If not to illuminate their surroundings, to jab the harsh light in the girl's face. "Lumos," Narcissa murmured, raising her wand to cast a silvery glow around them.