Angela decided to clear her thoughts and walk along the grounds. She had enough with thinking about home and her uncle and death eater busniess. She took her wand out and began levitating pebbles and tossing them around as she walked. She sighed as to how bored she was and spotted a tree not too far off. She walked closer towards it and sat underneathe it putting her wand away and reaching for her pack of cigarettes.

"I swear you'll be the death of me." She joked aloud talking to the inanimate pack of cigarettes. She took one out along with her lighter. She sighed and she lit it and took a long drag.

'I don't even enjoy them anymore.' She thought as she let out the smoke she inhaled. She realized she was smoking out of habit and addiction now. "UGH.." she grunted aloud thinking about how she was tryin to quit. 'Pointless' she thought.

Seth could smell it. The moment he woke himself up from the side of the Lake, he could smell wafting tobacco hanging lazily in the air.

Drawn to the scent, he began walking to a figure in the distance, the cigarette held in a feminine grip. Though generally unaware of people around him, Seth decided that he would be able to introduce himself to a fellow spirit.

"So, can I bum?" He said lazily, throwing his hands behind his head.

Angela looked up from the trance she was in while thinking. "Oh um sure." she mumbled. She reached for the pack and extended her hand towards him to hand him the pack along with the lighter. Angela felt a random urge to introduce herself. She remembered about a previous conversation she had and when she decided she wanted to meet some new people.

"I'm Angela by the way." She said introducing herself.

Seth lit the cigarette with one hand, trying to look impressive.

He held out a thumbs up sign, and pointed to himself, smoke erupting from his nostrils, and said, "Seth."

He noticed the Slytherin crest emblazoned on her chest, and stared into her eyes. Seth smiled widely, and sat himself down, staring vaguely into the sky.

"You know, I don't think I've met you, and you're what, a Fifth year?" He closed his eyes and waited for her response.

"Nice to meet you Seth." She said. Angela watched as he sat down. "Actually I'm a 4th year." She answered.

She too noticed that he was in slytherin. Angela only took 2 more drags from the cigarette before putting it out. "What about you?" She asked. She eyed him she guessed he was either a 5th or 6th year.

"Sixth, actually." Seth took a long drag from the cigarette and stamped it out on the grass, "You know, you can sit if you want."

He closed his eyes again and laid back, smiling cautiously as the wind blew across his face.

His face spread into a grimace, remembering old events threatening to rip out of him. How he hoped she wouldn't notice, Seth found someone vaguely interesting, and didn't want to scare another one off with old stories of Death Eaters.

Angela shrugged somewhat and sat beside him adjusting her position somewhat. She looked up and over at Seth and noticed a weird expression on his face, She shrugged it off.

'Who am I to judge I probably make faces when I have a random thought too.' Angela thought to herself.

She realized she was somewhat staring at his face when she noticed his expression so she blinked a few times. "Um anyway.." she began shaking her head alittle bit. "You know smoking is bad for you." she said smirking at the hypocritical statement she just made.

He smiled widely, and chuckled slightly to himself.

His fingers were twitching.

Need something to do, need something to do, he thought to himself, fidgeting towards his wand.

Seth's fingers were moving by themselves, he didn't realize why he needed something to play with, just that at that moment, he had an undeniable urge to do something, anything. He could have run around the lake a hundred times and his energy levels were sky high.

Everything about making a friend was good.

"So, uh, wanna go for a walk?" He said, shyly pointing towards some unknown objective.

Angela eyed Seth slightly. "Sure." She shrugged. She had nothing better to do, and it was a nice day a walk would be nice. She noticed his hand itching to grab something. "You look like your pretty hyper or somethng." she said halfly joking.

She decided she wanted to strike up a conversation with him, anything get her mind of of other things. "So what do you like to do?" She asked.

"Well, what I like to do is a secret actually. You'll never believe it, but I'm a wizard." He paused momentarily, "I can tell, you're shocked. Please though, refrain from applause and awe. I'll prove it even."

Seth pulled his wand from his vest pocket, motioning toward a nearby rock and said "Wingardium Leviosa." As expected, the rock hovered in midair momentarily, until he allowed it to drop back down.

"I know, I know, don't lost control for no reason. Nothing special..." At this he stared at the ground, kicked a few rocks around, and motioned towards the Lake. "Let's go see the Merpeople, Mother says they're right up to the surface in the spring."







((we were just at a random spot, right? Not specifically the lake?))

Angela raised an eyebrow at him and rolled her eyes somewhat. "Ah yes shocking, having a heart attack as we speak." She mumbled sarcastically.

"Whatever dude I'll just follow you around, I'm pretty bored." She said shrugging. She thought he was alittle bit odd but oh well so was she at times.

Angela smirked slight and reached in her pocket to take out her wand secretly. She aimed at Seth's shoes and mumbled something m to make his shoelaces tie together hoping he didn't see or hear her. 'What's a little prank between aquaintances?' she thought her smirk still on her face.

Seth smiled coyly. He tossed his wand back into his vest, and took a step.

It wasn't until he fell on his face that he noticed his shoes, completely tied in knots. Cursing under his breath, he brushed the dirt off of his face and uniform. He looked up at Angela, and slanted his eyes.

"Oh now you're in for it, Angie. I can call you Angie, right? Or do you lose it? Mother used to call me Sether, but I tried to stamp that out as soon as possible." He laughed and smiled again.

No harm, no foul. He thought,

He bent over again, and recoiled in pain, his back twinging with a prickling sensation, his newest tattoo burning slightly.

Angela couldn't help but laugh. "Oooh I'm so scared." she said after hearing his 'you're in for it.' She laughed again slightly and looked over at him.

"It was just a joke...I found it hysterically funny." She said smirking at him.

"As for calling me Angie..I guess I don't mind." she shrugged. "Um you're not hurt or anything right? I mean you only tripped." She asked wiping the smirk off of her face. She took a few steps closer to him.

"New tattoo, actually. It's a tradition in the family, actually." Seth said, pointing towards his back.

"But it's not a Dark-Mark kind of thing!" He added quickly, trying to pull himself out of the hole he was digging for himself.

Seth really didn't want a new person thinking he had anything to do with those people. Anything but that.

He smiled to ease the tension a bit, then changed the subject abruptly with a grunted, "Let's keep walking, okay?"

Angela was about to ask something about the tattoo when he spoke again. 'Ah I guess he doesn't want to talk about it.' she thought. She sighed and continued walking.

"So tell me something about yourself, I seem to be walking with a stranger here." She said realizing she actually had no idea who Seth was.

"Nothing much to tell, I guess. Let's see, I was born in London, but when my Dad died, I moved up to Leeds with my Mum. I was really young, so I can't remember the specifics, but she, my mom that is, thought we were under surveillance by some Death Eaters at the time. Not so happy to see our line run out, I gather. " Seth said, chuckling to himself.

He stared at the sky vaguely, not wanting to look at her.

Putting his hands behind his head again, he asked her, "And you? I'm sorry to have just gone on like that, but I guess I get carried away sometimes."

"I'm sorry about your dad." Angela managed to say. She gulped slightly at the talk of death eaters but quickly tossed any ideas she had on that.

"I um..know how that feels thought." She said. "My parents died too." Angela added.

Angela thought about it and sighed loudly. "So yea.." she mumbled. "Anyway lets stray away from that topic." she said wanting to change the subject.

"I'm so sorry." Seth said, mustering as much empathy as he could.

How could you be so stupid?! He asked himself, nearly smacking himself on the forehead.

"So, where are you from?" He asked.

Almost as bad as asking about the weather.

He smiled a great big toothy smile, trying to cheer her up slightly.

Angela sighed slightly."It's ok no big deal really." She was already sorry she said that. 'I hope he doesn't ask any questions as yo why that isn't a big deal.' she thought mentally solding herself.

"I'm from London.." she shrugged as if she really didn't care about where she was from. "What about you?" she asked him the same question.

"I was born in London, but since I was about 9 or so, we've lived in Leeds." He said, stretching his arms out, letting out a gasp of air.

The Lake seemed to be drawing closer and closer, and soon, he had forgotten how long they had been walking.

"On second thought, The Lake seems a bit overplayed, wanna go someplace else?" He asked bending craning his neck down to face level with her, "Anywhere in particular?"

Angela nodded a little as he was saying where he lived. She noticed the lake approaching. She was slowing her pace slightly then heard Seth say if she wanted to go somewhere else.

She looked up at his face which was directly above hers now. "Um..I have no idea." she said gulping slightly. "Anywhere you want to go?" she asked. "I'm normally up for anything." she shrugged now looking down away from him.

Seth turned away from her, not wanting to crowd in.

He grinned again, and turned toward her.

"You know, we could always just sit and talk, but I get the feeling you're not interested in comparing notes on life," He laughed, nearly tripping again, "Oh jeez, did you tie my shoes again, or am I really that bloody clumsy?!"

He smiled, pointed down at his own shoes, and with a fluid muttering of "Accio Angela's Cigarettes" pocketed the pack.

That'll get her. He thought, and chuckled to himself.

Angela laughed a little at hi clumsiness. "Well I wouldn't mind sit-" Angela stopped talking. Her eyes widened as he magically took her pack. Angela thought for a second for a spell she could use that wouldn't hurt him. "Aha!' she thought. She narrowed her eyes on him and took out her wand.and pointed at Seth.

"You think you're funny..." She mumbled with a smirk appearing acros her face. "Lets's see if you can concentrate on smoking when you're forced to dance. Tarantallegra" she said with a flick of her wand. She was getting ready to have a good hard laugh.

Seth felt his body go hot, and felt a tingling sensation work its way up his legs and into his arms. In about four seconds he began dancing like an idiot. Doing some deranged form of the Macarena or Cha Cha for some time, he was finally able to wrench the pack from his pocket and throw it on the ground.

Unfortunately, his body was finally irritated and he felt himself falling, but instead of falling away from her, as he normally had, Seth felt himself crumbling towards Angela, unable to stop, and he fell upon her.

Blushing and in pain, he struggled to his feet, and held his hand out for her.

Good Lord, when it rains it pours...

Angela watched as Seth began to dance. She couldn't help but blurt out laughing, seconds away from literally rolling on the floor luaghing and kicking. Her laughter soon stopped when she saw Seth coming towards her unable to stop.

"Whoa Seth..Stop..come on now just fall the other way." She was saying while slowly trying to back up, but with no prevail he landed right on top of her. "oof.." She mumbled. She looka t him and noticed him blushing and felt her cheeks feeling slightly warm as well.

When she looked up again she noticed he was already standing and offering his hand for her to get up. "Thanx." she said grabbing his hand. "Well that was pretty funny."

Seth grinned, helped Angela to her feet and looked around.

"Awfully quiet." He mumbled, noticing the lack of people and other assorted creatures around.

"Must be about time to get back up to the castle..." He thought, craning his neck to look toward the sunset.

"Hmm, well, want to go back up for food, or..?" He turned toward her again, He wondered vaguely what other people were doing, and put those thoughts out of his head.

The sun burned his skin as he stared into it, a beautiful spectacle gleaming on the horizon, millions of miles away, it's light bounced off of everything, and would eventually give birth to a black hole, but for now, the sun it seemed, burned for them.

Angela's red cheeks finally faded and she stopped blushing. "Well that's probably because we've been walking around for awhile, I guess people are inside." She shrugged.

"Maybe we should go back for food or whatever." she said somewhat mumbling. "I mean I'm not really hungry.." she said with another tiny little shrug.

"You thinking about anything in particular?" she asked noticing him staring off at the sun.

"I'll show you." Seth said, taking his vest off, and unbuttoning his shirt, "Pull down in the back, and you'll see it."

His older, more scarred over tattoo was a large Black Sun, carved deeply into his upper back, below his neckline and between his shoulders.

"Just thinking about when I got this." He smiled, though his newest tattoo had been irritated by the sudden brushing.

The great Snake Tattoo went from his lower back to the sun, where it's jaws were clenched tightly around the lower half of the star.

"Sun and Slytherin, together at last." He breathed to himself.

Angela raised and ee looking at him very confused he began unbuttoning his shirt. But then he started to explain how he was showing her his tattoo. She moved closer towards his back and eyed the tattoo.

"It's really..pretty." she muttered smiling alittle. Without realizing she began tracing the outline with her finger. "It's very detailed." she added. "Did it hurt?" She asked pulling her hand away now realizing what she was doing.

He felt chills go down his spine, the trace felt odd, almost motherly.

"Ha, it hurt a bit, but in our family, our parents are the ones that have to give them. Every year since our 11th birthday, we're supposed to get a new tattoo until the time we defeat our parents in a duel. Mum hasn't gotten a new one in....19 years I think? If I remember right that's when my Gran went to Azkaban, if I remember right." Seth explained, his tone more excited, "You should see Mother's last tattoo, a facial design done with wings, it's incredible, really."

He turned around and buttoned up his shirt, and tried to diagram the tattoo outline on his face, attempting to show with his fingers the wing design.

"Well I can't show you, but you might have heard of her, Adriane Kremer? Probably not, she's overseas a lot, so I wouldn't think so, but anyway. Wings on her face." He stammered, trying not to immerse himself in his own story. Pride welled up inside of him, and he grinned again.

"I've never heard of that kind of tradition type thing before." she said thinking about how they had to get a new tattoo. "Well your mother's tatto sounds pretty awesome. You sound like you're really proud or something to be her son." Angela said smiling slightly.

"Mind if I ask why your grandmother is in azkaban?" Angela asked. She was wondering what she must have done to get put there. I mean merlin knows half of her family belonged there, but she doubted it was for the same reason as his grandmother.

"Oh, aiding and abetting to mass genocide. One of The Dark Lord's finest, apparently." He shrugged, "But, no big deal, Mum took care of it, cost her her freedom, but she did what she had to do."

He smiled faintly, caught in thought, imagining the screams of a far off duel raging in his head.

"They say that people are lost in Azkaban. Let's just hope she stays lost, eh?" he laughed, smiling again, "To tell you the truth, she must be around 90 now, so pretty much any day and we'll receive word of her death. One villain down, for now, right?"

He kicked a rock, and it flew in the air for a moment, making an eclipse effect in the now pink and orange glow of the evening.

Angela's eyes widened when he said what his grandmother did. 'I guess she is like my family then.' she thought to herself shaking her head a bit.

"Heh heh...yea one less villian." she said with a fake laugh along with a fake smile.

"Um..what did your mom have to do?" She asked actually rather curious.

"Well, basically, Mum was cornered by a few Death Eaters, led by my Gran, and fought them all off, taking them down one by one, finally my Gran stopped it, and fought herself. According to rumors, the duel lasted only four minutes, at which point Mum bound Gran up, and Disapparated right into the Ministry, hand delivering a top fugitive to them." Seth recited, clapping his hands and guffawing, "To be perfectly honest, I don't think it's completely true, but that's how Mum says it."

"So what about your family? I mean, no sense keeping all quiet." He smiled, and waited patiently.

Angela smiled. "Wow she's a hero." she said still smiling widely. 'Wow took down all of them by herself. Pretty darn powerful.' She thought to herself. Once she realized she was still smiling like an idiot she quickly wiped it off of her face.

"Oh my family? Um.well my family is.." Angela thought for a minute before sighing. "My famil hasn't done anything like that at all. I mean I live with my aunt and uncel. Your every day basic pure bloods." She said shrugging. 'How does one say Oh yea my family is full of death eaters, after a story about how his mom took down a whole lot of them?' She screamed in her. Again she half smiled a fake smile to him.

"She's just like everyone else, really. She's not a nice woman, honestly. For all that talk about taking down Death Eaters and such, she's really not much unlike them. Mum likes the message, but not the methods. Personally, I'm a bit on the fence most of the time. It's good to have purity, but integration is the first step in spreading any kind of message." He explained himself, and his mother, to her. He didn't know why, and he didn't care, but he had things to say.

"So, you're pure-blood then? And why do you live with your aunt and uncle? Hmm? Hmmmmm?!" He craned his neck down to her again and looked into her eyes, and smiled curiously.

'He's a tad bit weird.' Angela thought to herself making herself luagh alittle. "Well yea I'm pureblood." she said shruggign. Most slytherins were not a total shock she was too. "And my parents died so I live with m aunt and uncle." Angela concluded looking back up at Seth.

'Ugh talking about this again. I ned to start lying about my life.' Angela rolled her eyes at her own stupididty, she kept on mentioning things about her past. She reached inside her robes for another cigarette. She lit it quickly and took a long drag. "So yea that's why i live with my aunt and uncle."

((I am SO sorry! I recently moved out and haven't had the internets))

"Well that's cool, I guess stuff happens we don't often want to talk about." Seth smiled, taking in a big breath of air," No big deal, though."

He puffed lightly on his cigarette, massaging his sore back. Tired and hungry, he spoke lightly," Let's go back up for some dinner, okay?"

He walked toward the Main Gate, humming an old song to himself and ushering her over.

Angela nodded. "Ok sounds like a good idea I'm actually hungry." She said laughing some what as she rubbed her stomach. Angela followed him towards the main gate.