Jer walked along the grounds his jean jacket thrown over his shoulders casually as Santa would carry his bag. Today was his day off so he was dressed in some dark blue form fitting jeans and a black t-shirt. His work clothes which he’d taken off at the Hospital Wing he’d cast a spell so that they were waiting at home for him. His shift had just ended a half an hour earlier, but not that it had been too exciting. Yesterday and today had pretty much consisted of a few students coming in for colds and then a girl had come in for a broken arm. Pretty much the usual for Hogwarts. Which of course was a good thing, though sometimes Jer admitted he would have liked a little bit of a challenge. Even so he knew life couldn’t be full of adventure and excitement all the time.

Sighing quietly at his thoughts Jer’s hazel eyed gaze looked to the sky which was darkened, though not quite fully yet. It was around seven o’clock dinner time so there was hardly any students out there. Though the ones that were still out were occupied by a friend, book, or just the scenery. Smiling to himself Jer couldn’t help but remember how easy life was when he was young. All that mattered to him was girls, dueling, classes, girls, friends, who could cast the best spell and that was about it. He laughed aloud at these matters knowing now there wasn’t much time for any of those.

Thinking these thoughts Jer continued along across the grounds when a sudden presence, one that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand, made their self known. Stopping in his tracks his hand instantly gripped the wand which was kept in his pocket. Looking around him his hazel eyes already adjusted to the dark he took in a figure not far from him and as Jer narrowed his eyes all he could tell is that the person was someone he knew, someone familiar. Though whether or not that was a good familiar was beyond him at this point.

Trey was dressed in a black and white suit, he had just come from a dinner party at his home and was now making his way into Hogwarts. He wanted to see if there were any positions available. He needed a job here, it would make things easier. He was standing tall almost perfectly straight, showing his 5'11 height. His presence was as arogant as ever. He had a fake smile plastered on his face for attempting to schmooze.

Trey froze in his tracks. He looked over at a figure who had seemed to have done the same thing he had, stopped walking. He wasn't exactly sure if he knew this person, but something about them was very well acquainted. His fake smile seemed to vanish as he coninued walking. He brushed against his pants to make sure his wand was where he put it. It seemed this person was on the way towards the main gate and he would have to pass them anyway.

He got closer, his posture never changing. He saw the persons face better now. He knew that he must have met this person somewhere before, he looked too familiar not to have. His fake smile appearing back across his face once he realized who it must be. He wondered if he recognized him too.

Jer watched in front of him as the figure stopped as well almost mirroring his actions. For a moment Jer wondered if the stranger, which he could now tell was a man, was feeling the same thing he was. A touch of hesitation and caution that hung in the air. If so Jer glanced around them briefly his hazel eyes still narrowed as he wondered what was out there. If the threat happened to be dangerous only one thought flashed through his mind. Get the students out and safe.

Turning his attention back to the man as all these thoughts entered his mind Jer watched as the stranger moved closer, the way he held himself flashed arrogance. Very arrogant indeed. As he walked closer and closer with each step Jer continued to watch his hazel eyes never leaving the guy. The closer he came the more Jer got a feel of him. He was dressed up as if he’d just come from a party, a fancy one at that. He was tall, about his own height, and proud. There was no mistaking that.

Thinking these thoughts Jer’s eyes suddenly widened briefly as the man before him was now a foot away from him and in his full line of vision. Taking in the other’s features and fake smile plastered on his face Jer felt himself curse. If this was who he thought it was there was no telling what trouble he was bringing along with him. Taking a step forward Jer let a smile of his own spread out on his face though it wasn’t his usual happy one. This one was bitter as he met the man’s eyes wondering why of all places the guy was here.

“Raynes? Trey Raynes is that you?”

OOC: If at any point this sounds funny I'm sorry.

Trey made his way over to him. He stopped about a foot in front of him. His fake smile still plastered on his face, which didn;t match the emotion in his eyes. He loathed this man, hated him. But he wouldn't show it, after all it had been awhile. 'Maybe he's changed his blood traitor ways.' Trey thought, Most likely not, but you never know.

"Hello Jeraud." Trey simply said. "I see you never left Hogwarts." He said as his fake smile was slowly forming into a smirk. He extended his hand seeing if he would take it to shake. 'Note to self...thoroghly wash hand tonight.' He thought. For a brief second ou could see the disgust printed on Trey's face when he eyes Jeraud.

He was the last person he wanted to see now. Trey peered over at what he was wearing. Casual dark Jeans and shirt with a jacket, then eyed himself in his suit. He mentally smirked, the same smirk he used to show to him back when they had school together.

ooc: same thing lol

As Jer watched Trey step up to him as if in answering his question that it was indeed him Jer knew there was no mistaking it was. He still wore that damned fake smile he used when he was young. The same one he remembered he’d used to flash girl’s ways. Of course most of the smart ones knew exactly what he wanted so of course they’d shut him down, many times in fact. Jer suddenly smirked at this past fact his hazel eyes filling with brief amusement as he let out a short cough/laugh; many memories flashing through his mind. Though his enjoyment was suddenly interrupted by Trey’s harsh yet highly annoying tone.

Jer couldn’t help but laugh as he heard the words, knowing Trey was trying to get under his skin. He couldn’t help but wonder why the man was starting so earlier with his useless attempts. “Hello Trey. And yes your quite right I haven’t. I just had to come back….though I could say the same for you also because well it seems like from where I’m standing that you were heading in that same direction. And personally I can’t help but wonder why.” Pausing for a moment Jer suddenly smirked. “After all I’m sure it brings back some pretty harsh memories. Most of them being me kicking you’re a**.” Snickering Jer’s eyes flashed with a challenge as if daring the man to fight back.

As Jer’s words died and he watched Trey closely for a response he suddenly looked down to the outstretched hand. Sneering at it, not having the decency to hide his emotions, knowing Trey knew he hated him, he took the man’s hand in his strong grasp and shook briefly before letting go. Part of Jer wanted to ask, ‘what is this a peace offering?’ but he held his tongue.

Trey's fake smile died now finally probably for good. He eyed Jer up and down. "Oh yes memories." Trey mumbled thinking back. They were the same age in the same year, but of course they themselves couldn't be more different. Jer with his mudblood friends. Trey couldn't help but show the disgust in his face. "But if I do recall it was me kicking your a**." Trey retorted.

It was true, he two boys had their share of many fights diring their time at hogwarts. Sometimes Trey was torturing mudbloods and there was Jer to defend them. Other times all it took was a look from either of them to get them started. Trey shook his head at the memories that filled him. Trey thought about what Jer had just said, about him saying the same to Trey because he too was walking back into hogwarts. But of course this wasn't by choice. He'd rather be anywhere but here, but this was where he had to be. Working from the inside. But of course Jer had come back to this pathetic institute, this school that allowed the presence of mudbloods to disgrace it.

He was in shock when Jeraud actually took his hand. He noted his face, he wouldn't expect anything less of that type of facial expression but still in shock that he actually shook his hand. He pulled his hand away at the same time as Jeraud did, dusting it off on his pants as though it was now dirty.

Jer couldn’t help but smile as he watched Trey’s fake one falter completely. So after all these years it was still as easy as that? Thinking this Jer shook his head slightly he would have at least thought Trey would grow up and not get so tied up and upset on words. Even so Jer knew it wasn’t such a surprise. Most people stayed the same after school, fearing to change or just not wanting to. He was in that category and it didn’t bother him in the least bit. After all he liked how he was. Strong, determined, kind, helpful, good. Unlike Trey who was still arrogant, too proud, pureblooded maniac, and evil. Nope not much has changed, Jer thought to himself briefly as he listened to Trey speak.

Laughing at his poor retort Jer smirked at the man. “No no no I definitely believe it was the other way around, but I guess each other own, right?” Trailing off Jer watched as Trey went into thought. Probably thinking about all the duels that had gone on between them. If he recalled correctly there had been many. Most started by Trey who couldn’t help, at least that’s one way he put it, torturing poor muggleborns. The other times their hatred and disgust was so strong that just one look boiled each of their tempers. Yes, Jer remembered quite well. Though now a days he wasn’t so quick tempered, only when of course it came to the people and things he cared about.

Tuning out of his thoughts Jer couldn’t mistake the look of shock that flashed through Trey’s eyes. He wanted to shrug at the man, to tell him that it hadn’t been a big deal, but it had been. The only reason he’d actually shaken hands with Trey was because he’d offered. And who was he going to be, the bigger man? Yes he was. Even so he couldn’t help but laugh as Trey instantly rubbed his hands on his pants as if he had a disease.

“Watch it Raynes you might get my cooties all over yourself if you rub it on your clothes.” Jer snickered after he let off these words and shifted his position so he was now standing at his full height, his hazel eyes lazily looking to Trey as he asked, “So what brings you here anyways? I am sure it’s not because you just wanted to come and see good ol’ me. . After all you completely and utterly despise this place and the people in it. As I said it makes me wonder….very much….”

“Watch it Raynes you might get my cooties all over yourself if you rub it on your clothes.”

He heard him say. "Heh..or I might get traitor on me." He mumbled under his breath. Realizing his slight slip he coughed rather loudly pulling his hand that was scrunched into a fist over to his mouth as his fake cough blurted out of his mouth.

It was true Trey hadn't changed. He was an ideal Pure blood, mudblood hater. He actually like himself, one of the few people he did like. In his mind this is how everyone should act, overly proud of themselves, acting better than those of tainted blood. He always felt that Jeraud was such a waste of a wizard. There he was a pureblood, probabl an excellent wizard, wasted on having feeling and being kind towards mudblood. Trey scoffed at his thoughts on how a talented wiizard was wasted.

They really were polar opposites. Who ever said opposites attract was obviously not referring to those of the magical world. There was no way in haven or hell that they would ever be anything but enemies. Trey looked up just in time to hear Jerauds question. He put his fake smile back on. "Well I'm here to get a job of course." Trey answered as if it were obvious. "I mean this place isn't that bad, I mean it has to be ok to have a student like me attend and do so well." He bragged. It was a form of habbit now for Trey. He didn't even realize half the time when he was boasting about himself.

Trey, this time of course was bragging purposly. "So obviously if an institute had somone like me, it can't be all bad." He concluded as he eyed Jeraud. "Then again it also had people like you." Trey added as his final remark. He knew it was never really that easy getting under Jer's skin but he enjoyed trying. If at any point he saw one hint of emotion from him that he caused, Trey would happy with that.

As Jer spoke about cooties he could have sworn he heard the word traitor shot back at him though he couldn’t be sure and didn’t want to accuse him of it so he just glared at the man letting him know he had heard something. Though what it was as Trey tried to cover it up with a loud yet very noticeable fake cough Jer couldn’t be too sure. Nevertheless he knew it must have been something cruel and of course about him. After all there was hardly anyone out here Trey knew well enough to go spouting off vicious comments. Not that that’s stopped him before, he thought to himself wryly as he suddenly heard Trey scoff. Almost instantly Jer grinned ready to let off another nasty comment.

“Raynes you know it’s not very lady like to scoff. What a shame of you to put such learning to waste. What would your mother think of you now?” Looking to Trey as Jer said this he locked eyes with the man a full out blown smirk on his lips. He loved to tear and tear at Trey even though some of his comments were petty. It was all in good fun after all. Coming out of his thoughts Jer had enough time to watch the fake smile slide back onto Trey’s face and announce, “Save it for your woman.” Before the man went on to speak.

As Jer took in Trey’s he words he rolled his eyes becoming suddenly angry and defensive as the man announced about getting a job here at Hogwarts, of all places. Of course Jer thought he shouldn’t be let to have one, but of course he wasn’t the Headmaster. Even so that didn’t mean Jer wouldn’t make Trey’s life a living hell if he stayed and of course he would watch the man like a hawk. After all he wanted to know if he ever laid a hand on any student or staff member that wasn’t up to his….standards.

While Trey went on to brag Jer continued to look at him obviously uninterested as he let out a loud and very audible sigh that let the other know he was bored out of his mind. Though in truth he was listening to everyone word Trey said wanting to make sure he didn’t say anything…bad or let off any hints as to the reason why he really was here. Of course Jer knew he probably was looking for a job, he’d didn’t deny that. Though the reason why he was taking one up and so sudden was what left him curious and very cautious.

“People like me? Oh yes that’s very true. But wait do you mean by blood or just personality? Because remember Raynes I am still a pureblood and even though I don’t like it. That status in the magical world can give me some advantages, just like yourself.” Saying this Jer’s words held a hint of warning. If things really came down to it and Trey was causing enough trouble as to where Jer couldn’t handle him anymore, he’d use his pureblood status for what it meant.

Trey took in each comment Jeraud made. Each slowly adding to his anger. He tried his best not to let it show. He did't want to give Jer the satifaction. Trey eyed Jeraud up and down once more before shaking his head to himself 'Waste.' he thought again. In all truth, even though they were entirely different they did have some qualities they shared. Of course their hatred for one another was definitely number one. It seemed their differences mad them act the same towards eachother. "Save it for my woman? Jer honestly. Even though we never got a long that well I figured you knew me better than that." Trey smirked at Jer before finishing his sentence. "You should knwo I never have a woman. Like back in school, I always had everyone even the ones you were after." Trey sighed. It was the truth he was never tied down to anyone. He also made it his personal vendeta to go after the girls that Jer may have fancied, who were stupid enough to fall for his fake smile. Obviously he never touch any of the mudbloods, and there were a few girls who didn't fall for his lies. But Trey found it an accomplishment that he at least had gotten a few of Jer's crushes, and swayed them away from him.

Trey could tell that Jeraud wasn't happy when he told him he was there for a job. He knew he wouldn't be but seeing the slight reaction on his face was priceless. "Well no worries Jer, it'll be just like school used to be." He said a little harsher towards the end. Of course he was hoping it would be. As much as he hated Jeraud this rivalry between them, this hatred made him burn with excitement. How he enjoyed torturing people anyway he could. His new goal this year was definitely going to be to take down Jer. Beat his emotions up once and for all. He never really got him in school. Yea a few faces here and there, but he never really truly hurt him.

"Of course I don't mean by blood. What kind of monster am I." He said with a hint of sarcasm. Again Trey was reminded of how wasteful Jer was. Pure blood..traitor. He shook his head in a somewhat dissapointed way. "What would it matter to me if you're pureblood or not." He added somewhat not lying. It really didn't make a difference to him if someone was pure blood, it did however make a difference for them. Whether or not they got totured or killed by him that is.

As Jer watched Trey, if he looked closely he could see the man beginning to get angry because of his words. Knowing this made Jer smile, feeling satisfied. Trying to drown Trey with petty comments and anger him to extreme had always been an enjoyment of Jer’s, one that he wouldn’t change for anyone or anything. Just like he assumed Trey would do. Anyone who had been at Hogwarts with the two knew they loved to poke and prod the other into reacting. It wasn’t a secret thing after all.

Tuning his thoughts out at this point Jer listened to Trey as the man went on to comment about woman. Almost instantly Jer smirked. He knew what Trey was like, always had. That’s why he’d made sure to warn every girl that fancied the b*stard. Though of course some of his headings didn’t work and the girl ignored his attempts to ‘save’ her. Nevertheless Jer listened as the man went on to speak about even taking some of the woman he’d cared about. The smirk fell from his face and he looked to the man his hazel eyes expressionless. It was true. The man had made it his vendetta to go and steal the females he had his eyes on and sometimes even succeeding. Though he never did succeed with Selene, he thought to himself confidently. That was one person who Trey had tried so hard to gain, but never could. He smiled at his thoughts then went on to listen as Trey told him not to worry, things would be like old times.

There was no mistaking the harshness in the man’s words and Jer smirked and nodded in agreement. “I’m sure it will Trey. I’m very sure.” Saying these words Jer knew they probably held some truth. After all he’d already knew he’d be watching the man like a hawk and in turn Trey would probably be doing the same. One little mistake the other made would more than likely end up with them dueling. Though how the duels would end up these times around was a mystery. After all Jer hadn’t much time to practice dueling, his healing being more important, but when it came to Trey Jer was sure the man had been dueling ever since he left Hogwarts. This thought worried him slightly, but he made sure to hide it away.

"Of course I don't mean by blood. What kind of monster am I. What would it matter to me if you're pureblood or not."

At hearing these words Jer came out of his thoughts and looked to Trey noting the disappointment and sarcasm conjoined with his words. Smiling bitterly he spoke. “So your finally admitting you’re a monster of some kind? It’s about time Trey, I’m surprised you haven’t realized it by now. Though for you I’ll let you know exactly what kind of monster you are.” Pausing for a moment he let his unoccupied hand run a hand over his chin in thought before he spoke again. “A womanizing, selfish, discriminating, pureblooded maniac b*stard of a monster. Of course there’s others but I’m sure you can figure them out all on your own.” Saying this Jer smirked at the man complete hate shining through his hazel eyes as he watched Trey’s reaction. This was surely the most fun he’d had since he’d gotten to Hogwarts.

Trey could tel that Jeraud was getting happier when ever he saw how his comments effected Trey. He sighed loudly and put on his fake smile. He would try his hardest to control his facial expressions so as Jer didn't get the satisfaction of seeing what his words did to him. But he kn ew he was trying to do the same thing to Jeraud himself.

Trey noticed his face wiped the smirk off to a blank expression. He smirked now, realizing his words got to him alittle. This made him feel great. Any slight disatification in Jer's face would make Trey feel wonderful. Trey couldn't wait for one of them to mess up actually. He knew it would end up with them dueling, and he was overly confident as always, thinking he would wipe the floor with Jer. Even though he had no idea what type of dueling training Jeraud had, he only knew his own which he was very proud of.

“A womanizing, selfish, discriminating, pureblooded maniac b*stard of a monster. Of course there’s others but I’m sure you can figure them out all on your own.”

Trey felt his face begin to change. He was smiling widely, a real one. Then his felt odd, he bursted out laughing. Uncontrollable laughter. He quickly stopped and looked over at Jer. Oh how he knew Trey so well. The was pretty much his definition. "Oh Jeraud don't be silly. That was in the past." He lied.

To Jer it was comical to watch the expressions on Trey’s face go from anger, disappointment, happiness, sadness. Though the one that delighted him most was the anger. It was always fun to taunt the man and he would never miss a chance to do so. Sometimes it still surprised him how much delight he took in torturing Trey, whether it be physically or emotionally, because he was such a good person. He knew most would be surprised because that’s all people knew was the all around good guy. He supposed that was a good thing. It, after all, left him with more friends then enemies.

Trailing out of his thoughts and tuning in back to reality it was then when Jer went off to tell Trey exactly what kind of monster he was. As he watched Trey’s face Jer raised a quizzical eyebrow. He was actually smiling and a real one at that. What came next made Jer’s eyebrows arch again as he contained his real shock and surprise. He thought his words were funny? Damn him, he thought to himself briefly as he listened to Trey speak. This time it was his turn to laugh then smile.

“In the past? Do you really not know yourself that well Trey? That’s pretty pathetic you know when someone, an enemy at that, knows you better than you know yourself.”

Trey eyes narrowed in on Jeraud. He knew very well he hadn't changed, but why tell him that. It was sad though, Jer knew him pretty well. A lot better than most people, probably better than some of his family. He shook those thoughts out of his head. He didn't need to be thinking anything like that now.

"But that was in the past Jer. Who's to say I haven't changed. Here I am looking for a job at a school I used to hate." Trey said motioning at the school. "Here I am not picking a fight with you. Just a couple insults here and there nothing sserious."

Trey stood tall again a smirked raising an eyebrow. "What exactly do you even do here?" He asked wondering. Probably something that helps people, since he's so good. He scoffed disgustingly.

Trey was just happy that the position he was after would be to help the DADA teacher. He would beable to throw spells at students, especially mudbloods. And keep an eye on his disobidient cousin Angela. Another waste of a wizard.

Watching Trey narrow his eyes made Jer stand tall watching the man for any expressions of anger or anything of the such. When there was nothing he didn’t have the decency to frown where Trey could notice but in his mind. Though it didn’t last long as he heard the git speak. Hearing the words that left the man’s mouth made Jer laugh, truly amused. He didn’t believe the man one bit. No one ever really changed, at least that dramatically, not Trey Raynes.

“You do have some good points there. Are you trying to tell me you love muggleborns now? That you’ve turned from the demon you are to a saint? Oh that’ll be the day! I’m sure your master will be so displeased to loose a follower like you.” Saying this there was only one tone to his voice and that was complete sarcasm. He hoped to p**s Trey off with his words and if he succeeded it would show him how much the man had really changed. Which he assumed still was by nothing.

"What exactly do you even do here?"

Hearing these words and watching the smirk form on Trey’s face just made Jer smile. “How could you not know Trey? I’m disappointed in you. Even so I guess I’ll tell you you’ll find out soon enough anyways…..I’m a healer.” Trailing off Jer watched Trey for a reaction. He knew it would probably be one of knowing, but still getting Trey to react to anything and in anyway was always amusing and fun.

“And yourself? I mean I believe the caretaker is open. I’m sure the one now is going to retire anytime soon. I’m sure you’d fit in perfectly after all. I mean scum like yourself working with it’s brother? How perfect!” Trailing off Jer smirked at the man before him and waited for him to answer. Waiting for the comebacks that would be shooting from his mouth.

When Jer mentioned even as a joke how Trey could even not hate muggleborns one bit, he could fell himself more digusted. He wanted to throw up. He would never lose the hate he had for them. He was sure his disgust read on his face but he didn't care any more. He knew Jeraud knw he still hated them. Trey listened when he said his master would be dissappointed. What did he know? He couldn't have known? Then again it was probably obvious to him.

Trey rolled his eyes when Jer informed him he was a healer. "Oh wow Jer, what a shocker. You helping people." Trey shook his head in dissapproval. "Oh yes that's funny. Me caretaker.HAhaha.." Trey said sarcastically. "I'm actually applying to be the assitant DADA professor." Trey smirked. "All those students..practicing hexes with me." Trey couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

"Ugh when are you going to stop being such.." Treay randomly began asking. "Such a goody.."

Watching the disgust form on Trey’s face made Jer smile. It seemed his words about him liking muggleborns left the man disgusted to say the least. That had pretty much been Jer’s desire and of course this proved to him that Trey hadn’t changed in the least bit. Something that was partly sad and not surprising. A part of Jer had always hoped that Trey would change his ways after all it would make life easier not only for him but the muggleborns he’d meet. Nevertheless his hope never went farther, deep down Jer knew he would continue to be the same.

Shaking his head and sighing audible at his turn of thoughts Jer went ahead and told Trey what he did at Hogwarts. Of course his reaction was one he’d expected. A roll of the eyes and sarcasm filled tones. He smiled a little as Trey went on and shrugged when he spoke about the caretaker part. It was just a tad funny. Coming out of his thoughts Jer suddenly froze as Trey answered what job he’d been looking to take up. DADA was of course perfect for Trey. Briefly Jer thought of Roxane the women who was the professor of that class and a childhood friend. Surly she won’t take Trey up as an assistant, he thought to himself confidently, though it wasn’t full confidence not that he let Trey see this.

“You touch or hurt one of those students in anyway you’ll know I’ll know about it Trey. Don’t even think about it. Plus I’m sure if the Headmaster found out you’d be gone in a matter of seconds. After all who would believe you over me?” Smiling at his words Jer listened on as Trey spoke once again. A goody? Jer laughed at his choice of words though his laughter was quite bitter.

“That day will never come Trey. Just like it won’t with you. You’ll never stop being such an evil b*stard after all. Why do you suspect me to change? For the good of the wizarding world? Pfft, please.”

"Oh please Jer. Like I would hurt them. Honestly." Trey rolled his eyes somewhat. "I know you're watching me like a hawk, and I doubt the Professor would just sit back and watch me kill everyone." Trey smirked. Of course that's what he wanted to do. Separate the class right down the middle and kill the mudblood half. "But someone needs to teach these kids how to be a good wizaard. And to make the right decisions." He explained. He thought he would hopefully have a good influence on most of them. Lead them towards the death eater way.

"Jer you're a waste of a perfectly good wizard." Tre said without really thinking. "You have so much power, and you choose to help-" His next choice in words was obviously going to be mudblood but stopped himself. "Instead you could be doing other things." He mumbled finall shaking his head. He shouldn't have said those things, but oh well. Sometimes, when he wasn't thinking he would blurt things out. Now was one of those times.

Hearing Trey scoff about how he wouldn’t hurt the students Jer rose an eyebrow his way not believing him much. He did have a point about him watching the man plus Roxane not letting him, but Jer was sure if he was alone and could he would. Taking in the man’s smirk with dislike Jer shook his head as Trey spoke about teaching the students on how to be good witches and wizards.

“Right decisions my butt,” Jer scoffed at him knowing his right decisions included everything but good. “I’ll make sure Roxane doesn’t let you do so. Though I’m sure she wouldn’t let you teach them yours ways even if I told her too. She’s a smart woman after all.” Nodding to confirm his words Jer could only hope he was right. After all even though Roxane had changed her ways she could still be acceptable to the evil ways of Trey and any other person. Hopefully she’ll be strong enough to resist, he thought to himself.

While Trey went off to continue speaking in his annoying tones Jer could only wonder if he was aware of what he was saying. Probably not, he thought as he glared slightly at the man. Listening on Jer knew Trey was about to say to help those mudbloods but it seemed the man had learned to watch what he said…finally.

“I have so much power huh? Well that knowledge makes me want to help out more. After all they need someone strong enough to beat the likes of you, though your not that big of a threat. I’m sure one of your siblings would be a better challenge. Your too weak and pathetic Trey. Always have been and always will. You have to face the facts sooner or later. Otherwise it’ll come back and bite you in the butt.”

OOC: It thought it best if I substituted butt for the curse word I really wanted to put, lol. Don’t want to be swearing so much. By the way sorry if this doesn’t sound to great.

Trey's eyes grew wide. The nerve of him saying he was weak and pathetic. That his sibling would be stronger than him. He thought for a minute. His disgusting younger brother, who actually reminded him of Jer which made him even more disgusted. He too had power but he never used it. He was nice and associated himself with mudbloods, even got himself sorted into hufflepuff. Family outcast, such a disgrace. Then he thought of his sister. She had not intention of becoming a death eater, but also had no intention of helping mudbloods. Pretty much in the middle. Another waste. He snarled at the thought of his useless siblings.

"Well someone needs to influence studnts in the right direction." He pretty much repeated himself. He thouht of his cousin. Pretty much a promising member of the family, she came here and grew soft. He shook his head at his dissapproving thoughts. If he were here to watch her every day this wouldn't have happened. "Yea whatever, I don't care if your dear friend Roxanne doesn't let me do whatever." Trey responded. The thoughts of his family slightly angered him. They were such disappointments to him.

"Yea I'm so weak Jer, I kicked your **Booty** (ooc: teehee..lol.) a few times." Trey said recalling a few fights. It was pretty much down the middle. Jeraud had kicked his a** a lot too. He realized the more time he spent here he was going to have memories come back. He groaned thinking about this. He didn't want to remmeber some things. He absolutely dreaded the 7 years he had to spend there.

As Jer watched Trey’s eyes go wide Jer smiled satisfied. He’d hit the jackpot and how to keep it going well he wasn’t sure yet but he knew he would find a way. Part of Jer had a feeling if he, they, continued to go on like this there was more than likely a duel was going to set place. Knowing that made excitement run through his veins as he felt a bolt of adrenaline run through his body making his smile widen to a full out grin. Ohhh this was to much fun, he thought to himself as he continued to watch Trey wondering where the man’s thoughts resided.

As Jer heard Trey repeat almost the same thing over again Jer raised an eyebrow at him. “Going senile already Trey? That’s pretty sad. How old are you twenty four? Oh how very sad.” Shaking his head sadly Jer felt his lips pull into a smirk though it soon died as he remained emotionless once again. Hearing Trey talk about Roxane, well not really her but hearing the tone of voice made him confused. Did his words about his family bother him that bad? A weak spot? Had he actually found one after all these years? Smiling wildly at his thoughts Jer eyes flashed with satisfaction, almost making him look evil in that moment though it soon vanished and he remained once again in his emotionless like state.

Listening to Trey with his petty comeback about being weak made Jer smile. Maybe he wasn’t so weak physically but emotionally was a different story he told Trey this as he shifted position the one he continued to stand in becoming very uncomfortable. “Okay so maybe your not weak physically, but emotionally is a completely different story. You need to toughen up for the years ahead. Otherwise you’ll obviously lose.” Smiling as he trailed off Jer had a feeling Trey would understand his words when he said ‘you’ll lose’. It was pretty obvious actually.

Thinking about his family did seem to be his weak spot. He hated thinking about them. It also seemed to anger him, making him show emotion. And of course it would Jer to realize this. Of ourse him, who else would it be. Trey almost began thinking again of his family, but something Jeraud sad made him look up from his thoughts. Lose? Lose?! No never. Purebloods will win, there will be no more disgusting mudbloods or blood traitors. All those filthy beings would die, cease to exit, be extinct.

Trey made sure not show anything on his face. He remained emotionless. "I have no idea what you are talking about." He lied still keeping his face without emotion.

"I have no idea what you are talking about."

Upon hearing these words come from Trey Jer laughed, truly amused. The man had to be lying, even through that straight face of his. Admiring it Jer knew it was a pretty flawless straight face. The more reason why I should break it, he thought to himself amused as he eyed Trey with his hazel eyes which usually held warmth, but now held only hate and loathing.

"Sure you do Trey. Your just to d*mned stubborn to face the facts. The ones that for you are probably too hard to bare, like the talk of your family." Pausing for a moment Jer had the decency to briefly wondering if he was pushing it. Shrugging lightly not caring in the least bit he went on a wide smile adorning his features. "Your going to lose. It might not be now or later, but in the end you will. Face it Trey that you might not be as good as you once was, well in your case never was. Don't be ashamed it's really only human."

Treys eyes widened. Why did he mention his family again. Of course he was stubborn. Always was and always will be. It was always a bad/good trait of his. He cringed at the sound of the word family. If that's what you call it. His family wasn'y really what you called traditional. "Losing's not an option, so I wont lose." He said simply to Jeraud.

"You will though. And all you little..." He stopped himself. He had a look of digust on his face as he glared at Jeraud. He had wanted to tell him that every single mudblood and blood traitor a like would die. All of them would slaughtered as if like animals.

"Believe what ever you want Jer. But I wont lose." He added. He didn't have any doubts in his mind. He wouldn't lose. "But again I have no idea what you're talking about." He smirked at Jeraud. He wondered if there were any other Death eaters in Hogwarts. It wouldn't surprise him. He also wondered how this made Jeraud feel.

"How does it feel having someone like me so close to these kids. Being able to influence some of the easily persuadeable ones?" Trey asked him, smirk still spread across his face.

Jer watched with glee as Trey’s eyes widened at the word family. Definitely his weak spot, he thought to himself happily. This was the first one he’d found and he’d certainly stick to using it now and in the future. If only I hadn’t known this in the past, he mused to himself thoughtfully. It would have, after all, given him some advantages when he’d lost the few duels against Trey. Even so he knew what was in the past stayed there. He’d learned from his mistakes.

Nodding his head to confirm this Jer listened as Trey refused to listen to his words and announced something along the lines of losing not being an option. Of course it wasn’t. He assumed everyone felt that way, but nevertheless Jer just shrugged obviously saying ‘like I care?’ Which was the truth. “Me and all little what? Mudbloods Trey? Come on, say it. I know you’ve been dying to this whole time. Which surprises me because you never hold back. Especially not on an enemy.” Pausing for a moment a smirk formed on Jer’s face as he taunted Trey with, “Growing a conscious are we?”

Watching for a reaction Jer listened to Trey’s next words with spite. He would continue to believe what he thought just as he assumed the man would himself. It really wasn’t an uncommon thing of course. He told Trey this after he went ahead and continued to play ignorant. “No idea? Really? Are you so sure about that Trey? Again I must admit I think your going senile or something of the sort because it seems you can’t remember or know about anything I’m speaking about.” Shaking his head in a sad sort of way again he sighed heavily and let his hazel eyes stray to Trey as he spoke once again, this time hitting a sore spot.

"How does it feel having someone like me so close to these kids. Being able to influence some of the easily persuadable ones?"

Hearing these words Jer felt anger rise up in him though he tried very hard not to show and instead smiled at the b*stard. “You wont be able to get away with it if I have a say in it.” Even as he said these words Jer knew in the end there really was only so much he could do and personally that struck like a hard blow to the gut. He hated anything and everything to do with dark magic and to see students, in which he was helping, going under that influence. Well it was hard.

Trey smirked. He threw any thoughts he had about his family away. There was no reason to think of them anymore. And if Jeraud would decide to bring that up again he would try ignoring it. He eyed Jer carefully. "You can't save them all Jer. Some are headed down that path already, same path I was on. Do you honestly think if there was some adult like you around when we were in school it would have helped me?" He asked raising an eyebrow. "No, it wouldn't have." He answered his own quesstion.

"There are a lot of students here just like that. Who have the same kind of family like mine." He said mentioning family again, this time not having too many thoughts on his family. "It's just how it is Jer. You can't save the all. And not all of them want to be saved." He sighed still smirking.

Jer had been right though, he's been dying to let the word mudblood escape his mouth though. He wanted to so badly just say, he couldn't help it. It was how he was, he always said it with suh hatred. But, why hold his tongue now? Jer knew he wanted to say it, did it really matter? Well he wasn't taking the chance. With his luck Jer would find away to use it against him and get him fired.

"So you should seriously, just stop trying to save some of them. It's useless." He concluded. That's how he felt when he was in school. If anyone ever tried to steer him in a different direction, not only did he not have a choice but it was how he was raised. He was raised thin king this was the right way of life. Everyone else was wrong. They were the good guys, and guys like Jer were the bad ones.

As Jer watched Trey smirk and listened to him speak he wanted to frown but didn’t want to give the man any satisfaction. He kept himself completely emotionless as Trey words flew in one ear and out the other. Jer was listening intently and what he heard he of course didn’t happen to like. Even though he didn’t like the words he was hearing didn’t mean they weren’t true. Not that he’d ever admit that aloud. Deep down Jer knew he couldn’t save everyone and he’d gotten used to that idea ever since he’d left Hogwarts and began to heal. It was a fact in life one just had to learn to accept or die trying, literally.

Shaking his head Jer continued to look upon Trey and listen to the man in his emotion like state. Part of him couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He seemed to like to repeat things and very often at that. After all how many times now had he said stop trying to save them or you can’t save them Jer? Probably about five or six times he had to guess.

“Did you know you sounded like d*mned broken record?” Jer sneered not even giving him an answer or commenting on his earlier words.

Trey couldn't help but still smirk at Jeraud. "Oh please Jer, you very well that the more I repeat myself the more you hear it. And it's something you don't like. So why wouldn't I want you to hear that more." Trey shrugged. He examined Jeraud. He wasn't showing any emotion. But Trey knew better. He knew this must kill him. The man who's job it is to save people, the man who lives to save can't save everyone. It has to kill him inside. Trey chuckled slightly at these thoughts.

Trey gripped his hands together cracking his fingers, each individually. One by one he felt the Crack of his knuckles. He took in a deep long breath and exhaled. "It tears you up inside doesn't it?" Trey asked his smirk stil intact. He knew it must have. Jer cared to much about people. He needed to not care so much about worthless little maggots.

Watching Trey there was no doubt about the satisfaction Jer saw shine through the man’s mask. It seemed by not commenting on the man’s words left him thinking Jer didn’t like what he was saying one bit. Which of course was the truth but why did he want his enemy to know that? Jer cursed himself mentally for the weakness he’d let show even though he hadn’t meant to. He heard the man chuckle slightly and that tipped him off even more that Trey knew it bothered him. Glaring at him Jer watched him crack his knuckles a disgusted look claiming his features.

“You how sickening that sounds?” Jer couldn’t stop from asking this as he watched Trey. The disgust soon left his face though as soon as Trey stopped and took a deep breath before speaking. Seeing the smirk and listening to his words just made Jer smile bitterly as he began to speak, his tone of voice very sarcastic. “Of course it does Trey. How would you have ever guessed? I mean it would tear you up inside if perhaps you followers turned on you right? What’s the difference really?”