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[divaolo]

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Divaolo sat in middle of the classroom at his favorite desk, he wanted to be alone for a while and nobody bothered him for an hour now. Divaolo was secretly reading a romantic book, didn't want anyone to know he enjoy read the romantic books. He was on seventy-seventh page of Twilight: New Moon, he was recommended this book by a young girl and he didn't know it was wrote by Muggle but he just enjoyed the story so much to not care about where did it came from.

Divaolo knew he would never good as Edward was but he would try his best to charm girls into to getting what he wanted, and had always wondering what does in love feel like. So many ex-girlfriends he had, he was never in love. Maybe crush, yes, but never went farther than it. Divaolo was scared that maybe a girl's love could fool him and change him to be someone else. The girl could seduce any man as for man could seduce any girl, so Divaolo preferred to do the seduce job. His neck was suffering with pain after read a book for an hour in exact position, he finally put book down and looked up at the ceiling.

His long legs crossed and his arms supported his neck as he was quietly looking up at the ceiling and was aware it was getting late and it was anytime before he was due to be return to dorm. There was no rush, he was telling himself, the dorm was only below and all he had to was climb downstairs and he wouldn't get in any trouble unless there was any snob head girl or boy prevents it from happening. But it didn't concern him at all, it didn't matter if Divaolo got in trouble or not, he liked that way better than kiss people's ass and stay as good person. There won't be any fun in that part, really. He closed his eyes, tried to imagine the girl he would fall for- but there was blank in his mind. The shadow shape of that girl stood there without any color eyes, hair or feature on the face. But that was just pathetic, he realized, and he dropped the idea, resumed read the book.

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[DAWSON ANNE VERESAK]

Dawson moved slowly through the corridors of the first floor, wondering around aimlessly, a frown firmly planted across her lips as she did. Hogwarts was quiet, though for it being after hours it was pretty reasonable, though that was also why she was walking along the first floor corridors. It wasn't like she was about to dock points for wandering students or anything like that. Today was a lazy day, or night rather, and she wanted to get done with her rounds through the hallways.

Of course maybe she'd simply go sit in an empty classroom for the remainder of the time. It actually sounded like a nice idea, go into the empty classroom just ahead and maybe even sprawl out on one of the old teacher's desks and catch a bit of sleep.


What she really wanted to do was turn eighteen finally so she could get the dark mark and be on her merry way to the life she's always wanted. Of course getting the dark mark wasn't the only thing she wanted, it was just the only thing that seemed in reach. There were always things like settling down and starting a family instead of foolling around. There were things like finding a job in the wizarding world outside of being a death eater.

Those things weren't ever promised at happening though, now were they? It was a definite thing that Dawson would gain the dark mark and become a death eater instead of simply being a junior death eater. She'd be able to do many things, help wipe out the muggles and the mud bloods, help save the pure bloods, maybe even become higher ranked instead of a simple follower, that she'd really like.

So that's what she'd focus on, and if the other things she'd like to happen, like finding that certain someone or finding her dream job, did happen, well then she'd let them, but she wasn't about to go around trying to chase silly dreams until she did. Her dream job was always to become a profesional quidditch player, what if that didn't happen? Not every person who did play became a profesional, it was impossible. If that happened it would only be because someone saw me play and really liked me. I'll let it happen if I want.


Moving through the corridor a little longer, a grin stretched Dawson's lips when she saw the door to the particular classroom where she was planning on going. It was most always abandoned and no one else was coming along this corridor, it was Dawson's job tonight. So walking forward she grasped the door knob with her small hands and turned it, pushing the door forward and hearing the creaks of the hinges echo loudly throughout the corridor and the first floor. Whoops. She thought and stepped through the way, spying that the room was in fact not empty, but there was another person, a boy who Dawson recognized as a Slytherin. "Oh, hello." She said, scrunching up her eyebrows, she'd been planning on staying in here and now there was someone else.

If she weren't so busy focusing on how tired, and now, how disappointed she was the room wasn't vacant, she would've noticed how the boy looked, and she would've noticed that he was quite cute.

[divaolo]

Divaolo was just resumed to the book but someone came in and instead of slam the book and hide it, he already prepared for it; he put the cover of Dark Arts on Twilight book in case anyone saw him reading a book. Divaolo turned his neck around and saw it was a girl from his house and he didn't bother to close the book, and reminded himself to be a gentleman. Divaolo stood up, bowing to this beautiful lady and offered, "May I offer you a warming seat unless you prefer other seat," he gestured his hands to the chair.

Divaolo grinned at the girl, knew this girl around but never saw her in his classroom, probably older, he figured. But Divaolo was surprised someone else wandered into useless classroom, but Divaolo's sharp eye spotted a prefect badge and he cleared his throat, "Oh, you are here to ask me to leave and return the dorm," he was uncertainly of what time was it. Divaolo currently just lost pocket watch so he lost track of time a lot lately, anyway. Divaolo ran his fingers through his hair, tried to stay as cool.

Divaolo was just thinking about find a new place, perhaps but this place seemed so perfect and so dark. But he was waiting for the girl to say something before he makes decision, he walked approaching this girl, crossed his arms and introduced himself, "My name is Divaolo, some people call me D or Divaolo, it doesn't matter," he tilted his head to right and his chocolate eyes sparkled. Divaolo was wearing the black pants with black shiny shoes and white button shirt tucked in with Slytherin badge. Divaolo was so determined to wear Slytherin badge or Slytherin colors everywhere to make sure everyone were aware that he was in Slytherin, not any stupid houses.

[DAWSON ANNE VERESAK]

The boy stood up when he saw Dawson and offered his seat for her, he was quite the gentleman at least, and she smiled softly at that. "No thank you, I'm quite alright." She said, moving into the classroom with ease, glancing around it quietly before looking back at the boy. Just as I looked back at him his eyes found the badge that lay on my black cloak and I laughed softly when he automatically jumped to me wanting him out of here, well I could just as well do that, but doing it so I could only take his spot would be quite rude.

"Settle down," She said with a laugh, moving and leaning against the wall now.

[/b]"I'm only here because I don't wish to be out and about right now."[/b] That probably wasn't information enough for him, but I was quite alright with that for now. Watching as he ran his fingers through his hair, Dawson smiled a little, somewhat excited for making him jump to that conclusion, and then, almost in a way, seem nervous. It was even kind of cute actually.

He moved forward, arms crossed, and introduced himself. "Nice to meet you, D." She decided to use the nickname, it sounded almost like he might prefer it. "Dawson." Extending her hand to him, she introduced herself as well and decided to be formal about it and shake his hand in the least. The way he tilted his head was adorable and his eyes were absolutely fascinating a beautiful chocolate brown that sparkled.

They were interesting, his eyes were, way more interesting then the dull blue ones that she supported.

"So what brings you here, D, at the ungodly hours of the night?" She inquired with a teasing grin, moving away from him now and going to sit on the counter ledge just a short distance away, and looked at him again. Divaolo supported the Slytherin badge on his white, button up shirt, which if Dawson hadn't known he was from the same house, would have been the dead give away to the fact that he was in Slytherin as well. Other than the white shirt he wore black pants and shoes, he seemed, interesting, and well, someone might say mysterious for wearing almost no color at all. She wasn't sure what to think of him, other than interesting, but she did know that he was far more interesting the some of the other boys in Slytherin, at least in her year.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

[divaolo]

Divaolo giggled when he felt so relief after Dawson insisted he could settle down in the empty classroom, however, he nodded and said, "Nice meet you, Dawson. Forgive me for ask you but you are in like what? seventh year? I am certainly I never see you in my classes before, anyway." He chuckled and knew why he was in the classroom at first place, but he hadn't decide to mention the real reason; to read the Twilight book, not Dark Arts. Divaolo twisted his tongue and thinking of a good respond, "Just to read," Divaolo turned around and showed Dawson his book, "Education," he chuckled.

"But the question is, what brought you to here at first place? My looks?" Divaolo grinned, "Or are you on prefect duty?" Divaolo knew it perfectly to run the prefect duty during at late hours aren't fun but hey, he did few illegal things there and here by himself. The best part of being prefect was definitely the bathroom. They have the best hot spa, actually, it's really large and he could sink into it and enjoy the evening without discipline the brat children.

"Are you up for something fun tonight unless you prefer not to. I am up for something new tonight. Hmm," Divaolo patted his finger on his chin as he was thinking. Few ideas he came up with but doesn't know if it would good idea, though. Being a prefect, he could pretty get away with everything. Perhaps dive in black lake or wander in Forest and hope to Merlin nothing will happen bad to them. What's about going to kitchen and eat? There are endless possibilities at Hogwarts and yet they seems so boring to Divaolo.