Flame had, once again, resorted to the grounds. Such an activity had been rare for her at one time, but her relationship with Ryder had changed her. If anyone asked how, however, she would tell them the sun was shining brighter than usual. She hated having to keep things a secret, but knew it was necessary.

She lay in the shade of a large oak on the grounds, pale skin and dark hair having their normal stand-off and she absent-mindedly touching the area on her left arm which housed the brand.

Sid had been tired of sitting in the dorms. There were too many people there. He decided to go to the pitch and fly around for a bit. Clear his mind. He hated being around the stuipd people he had to deal with. He almost hated them. He decided to quit flying and walk around the grounds to cool off. Sid was going to his usual spot when he saw a girl sitting under it. He was already having a bad day and now this. He marched right up to the girl. He noticed she was a Slytherin by her robes. He stood above her and said, "This is my normal spot, do you mind moving?"

Flame looked up with piercing, cold grey eyes, seeming arrogant. She sat up, spinning around to look at him again and pushing a strand of hair from her face.

"Tjis is your usualy spot? And I'm supposed to care, why?" she studied him, Slytherin, well at least he was from a decent house. "Harshing, Flame." she introduced herself. "And I'm not moving- I have just the same right to sit here as you."

Sid grinned a bit. He liked her spunk. We could make a good team to take over. He thougth to himself. He watched her greay eyes look at him. He sat right next to her and said, "Well if you're not going to move, then you'll just have to deal with me sitting next to you." He said.

OOC: I think Flame and Sid should be good friends. They could scheme up a lot of stuff. Lemme know what you think.