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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 16:27:16 GMT -5
It was a boring day again. The prier day was boring. Meetin the Proffesor, who was also the Head of Hufflepuff, and then running into Tristan in Moaning Myrtles Bathroom. That was humorous, and was still fresh in Ankit's mind at the moment. He wandered down more Corridor's and went into the Room of Requirements. He had heard of it, and never went in it before. Pushing open the door, he left it open and realized it just turned into like a never Ending Forest out in the middle of no where.
The couple that had tooken him in as a baby had mention a place like this. Where they found him. And why that had entered his most desired things to be around, he hadn't the slightest clue. He walked on into the Room. Everything looked so real, but he knew it wasn't actually there. Sitting down, he just sighed, glancing back at the cracked door, but ignored it, and just stared around at the place.
[Tristan]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 16:47:52 GMT -5
Tristan sighed as he listened to boring Slytherin's talk about how they cornered a mudblood. He shook his head and flicked a piece of dirt off the table in the common room. "Oui, Tristan go somewhere else if you're going to be moping around the common room," someone said. He glared at the Slytherin girl and nearly wanted to say something back. He wasn't the boring one, they were.
"Fine I'm going," he said clearly peeved at them.
Sticking his hands into his pockets he headed out and began wondering the floors. There was absolutely nothing to do, and worse yet, that damn phrase was still echoing in his head. What the hell?
Up on the seventh floor he turned around the corner only to see a black haired boy enter a room.
Wait.
That looked like...
Could it be? Tristan edged closer to see the door just about shutting. He put a finger on it and kept it open a crack. He looked in only to see a forest looking area. What the?
Not waiting anymore, he pushed the door open to find a forest inside a room. What was going on? He looked around and for Ankit sitting on the ground.
Well..he'd said he wouldn't run into him ever again, but he had. What was up with that? "Didn't think I'd run into you again," he said.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 16:52:23 GMT -5
Ankit was alittle bit alarmed at finding the person who entered the room and said something to him was none other than Tristan himself. Hah, didn't he say the other day that he doubted they were going to run into each other? Oh well. He turned his head so he looked over his shoulder from his sitting position. "I didn't either. Anyway, I figured you'd try and avoid me after yesterday.[/i]" he commented. He turned around so that he was still sitting on the ground, but looking over at Tristan. Ankit knew the reason behind the Forest being there, but no one else did. Which was good. He didn't want to tell anyone that he mauled his Mother, killing her when he was born. No. Not the best thing you want to hear about someone.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 16:57:38 GMT -5
Tristan closed the door behind him and looked around before looking back at Ankit. "I don't avoid people," he said. "I'm not that kind of person," he said with a droll look. He walked around and touched one of the trees. It felt real. He blinked and wondered if this could possibly be a copy of the forbidden forest.
"What are you doing in here anyways?" he asked.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:02:41 GMT -5
"Boredom this time. And my luck it turned into this place,[/i]" Ankit drawled out with no muse. It wasn't the best place he could have wanted to be at, at the moment, but it was allright. He had only been to this place once in his Life. Besides when he was born of course. It was real, and this one was just an illusion. And many would think it was a replica of the Forbidden Forest, but it wasn't. It was some Muggle place in London. Near where his Mother use to live after she left Ankit's Father after discovering she was Pregnant with a so called 'Monster'. How nice of his Mother to call him a Monster? Psh, Parents these days were so harsh on their kids.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 17:09:48 GMT -5
Tristan tilted his head to the side and arched an eyebrow. "Boredom?" Well that was interesting. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He said down and leaned against the door looking at Ankit. "What house are you from anyways? Don't you have any friends to hang out with in there?" he asked.
That phrase echoed through his thoughts again. It was like a fly and it was starting to get annoying.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:14:32 GMT -5
Ankit rolled his eyes, and looked around at the Forest scenery. "Hufflepuff. And they are all too quiet anyway. Which really isn't a big surprise on my part.[/i]" he said, and shrugged his shoulders. Yeah, being in Hufflepuff wasn't exactly the best House in his opinion to be in, but he liked it. Made people immediatly think he is just some kind, silent person just because he got put in a house where the majority of the people were the silent type. Though, once you get to know him, or get the bad side of him, you'll quickly learn that he definately isn't exactly the typical Hufflepuff people are use to. And you really shouldn't be someone who just believes what they hear about people in a certain house. Not everyone was like that, which from what he had seen, he was the only one that wasn't quiet in the House. Even though they did tend to talk alot to the people in their House, they didn't exactly talk alot to other people and stuff.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 17:23:13 GMT -5
Tristan felt surprise cross his face. He would have thought he'd been in Ravenclaw or some house like that, but that was not so. It was weird to think of him as a Hufflepuff, and his reputation would definitely be on the line if anyone found him talking to a Hufflepuff. Life just tended to get complicated.
"I guess I should have seen that coming," he muttered. He shook his head silently and wondered what to say and what he should do.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:28:38 GMT -5
Ankit shrugged his shoulders yet again. "Yeah, I guess.[/i]" he said. Not many people he met in the past didn't think he was a Hufflepuff because of all the things and characteristics most Hulffepuffs hold. So, yeah. Though, that's what Ankit also liked about being a Hufflepuff. People thought he'd be something he wasn't, and he could prove them wrong.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 17:32:09 GMT -5
Silence filled the room and Tristan sighed. It just figured that he'd talk to someone from a house that Slytherin's don't normally talk to. He brought up his legs and wrapped his arms around them. What was he suppose to do now? It seemed rather pointless to stay and chat with a Hufflepuf, one that rather got on his bad side.
He lowered his head and laid it on his knees. This was rather awkward and silly, but at least that phrase wasn't going through his head right now.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:36:40 GMT -5
"What can I say to not get on your nerves....[/i]" Ankit said to himself, even though it sounded like he was talking to Tristan. Well, he was for once trying to think of something to say that wouldn't get on this boy's nerves. Since everything he did got on his nerves. Even though he found it slightly humorous that he could annoy someone so easily, he didn't like to at the same time. And that was his sort of soft side coming out of him.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 17:44:29 GMT -5
Tristan looked toward Ankit and blinked. He wondered how to reply to that. It almost sounded like he was asking it of himself rather then of Tristan. He tilted his head to the side and leaned back. "You're not getting on my nerves yet," he said finally. Although something in his head told him that was a lie.
"You know...Slytherins and Hufflepuffs aren't usually seen together. Actually I've never heard of Slytherins consorting with Hufflepuffs," he said honestly. "I'm wondering if I should leave or stay here and risk my reputation getting stomped on. My father's already angry with me for getting a detention with Professor Gabor since I almost killed him," he said trailling off.
Tristan honestly looked like he was deeply thinking about the issue at hand.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:49:57 GMT -5
"I don't care what other people think. Obviously you do though,[/i]" Ankit was hurt that he was going to leave. Even though he didn't want to try and force him to stay like yesterday. He sighed, and wasn't going to admit that he was hurt about him possibly leaving again. Gosh, why did he even want someone he didn't get along with to stay? There wasn't the slightest answer to that.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 17:55:46 GMT -5
Tristan's eyes narrowed. "Obviously you have no idea the pressure pureblood Slytherin's are under," he said finally. He sighed and moved closer to Ankit. He'd finally made up his mind.
Slytherins' could keep secrets...right?
"However, would you like to know what I really thing of you?" he asked now face to face with Ankit.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 17:59:02 GMT -5
"Well, it's probably going to be bad, but alright.[/i]" Ankit said, looking at Tristan. He wouldn't know, no. He wasn't a Pureblood, only a Half Blood. Which he wasn't a picky on blood lines at all. But, that's just how Slytherin's were. Or the most typical ones atleast. Ankit's eyes were a very catching, ice blue at the moment since his emotions were un sure.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 18:13:43 GMT -5
He stared into Ankit's eyes for a moment. They were a very pretty color. "You know you have very pretty eyes," he noted. He was right to think that the boy opposite of him was gorgeous. Could he really be bold and do what he'd been thinking of just a moment ago? He was a Hufflepuff after all...
Secret...
He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again before he leaned forward and kissed Ankit on the lips. Yep his first kiss too. Being bold wasn't something that Tristan usually did. He was actually curious as to how the other boy would react.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 18:21:07 GMT -5
Ankit was definately surprised by the action that Tristan did. And the compliment he said about his eyes was definately odd too. Though, he took a moment before reacting. Now, with how this Tristan acted before he was threatened to just pull away and say he wasn't going to fall for some Slytherin just using him. But, no, he didn't. He kissed him back, not forcefully or rough. Just gentle. Not his best kiss, since he wasn't no virgin at giving a kiss or anything else. He pulled back now, thinking Tristan now was going to laugh at him or something for doing that.
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 18:30:06 GMT -5
Since Tristan had never been kissed or kissed anyone else for that matter he was a bit embarrassed. Never the less Ankit didn't pull away from him which was surprising all in itself. He would have thought that Ankit would pull away and ask him what he was doing or something of that nature.
Finally Ankit pulled away from him and Tristan blinked. He leaned back for just a moment. What had he been thinking? That was a bit bold of him? He flushed a bit and looked down. "I guess you now know," he said softly. It was almost to soft to be heard. How very unSlytherinish of him. He should be ashamed, but unexpectedly he wasn't.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 18:39:37 GMT -5
"I was expecting you to yell at me or something instead of doing that,[/i]" Ankit said, surprised at how this Slytherin was acting. One moment Tristan was just a very easily annoyed guy, and then he was all embarassed and Ankit could see the slight blush on his face. He looked over Tristan, and didn't know what to do now.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 18:48:30 GMT -5
It was odd. He'd talked to professor Gabor about kissing and now he'd actually done it. He sighed and shook his head. It was times like these he wished he wasn't in Slytherin. "Well I'm not all mean and rude like that now am I," he replied stiffly. He looked at Ankit again and met his eyes.
This was a bit awkward. And oh, his first kiss. He wasn't quite sure what he thought of it, but he could describe it as soft and delicate, almost like a rose.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 18:54:36 GMT -5
"Well, I'm glad you're not always mean,[/i]" Ankit said, and gave him a nice smile. Thinking a moment, he leaned forward and gave Tristan a kiss again. Even if he didn't ask for another kiss, Ankit did it anyway. He pondered why he did it, but oh well. He'd blame hormones.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 19:04:17 GMT -5
Surprise flickered across his face as Ankit leaned in and initiated this kiss this time. He blinked before closing his eyes. He wasn't exactly sure what was going on. This was totally new to him after all. He made another decision and leaned into the kiss, kissing him back.
Unexpected things seem to come to those who have boring lives. He pulled back and still had his eyes shut. "You know I actually wasn't expecting this.." he said.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 19:10:58 GMT -5
Ankit nodded his head. "Neither was I,[/i]" he said truthfully. It was odd, because a moment ago he was the guy that got on Tristan's nerves badly, and here they were sitting in the Room of Requirements, and he just kissed him. Big surprised he'd have to say so himself. Though, with Tristan worrying about his reputation so much, it wasn't going to get around most likely. So, it was like a Secret thing it seemed.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 19:25:54 GMT -5
A silence filled the room. "So what is this room anyways?" he asked curiously. Again he looked around. It was like they were alone in a forest despite the fact that they were in Hogwarts in a room somewhere. He looked back at Ankit and wondered what he was thinking. Actually he was wondering what he was thinking as well, because at the moment, he couldn't think up something.
Then the thought came to him. The boy across from him hadn't called him Princess at all...yet. Actually he was thinking he could possibly be called that name, but only by him. It anyone heard him being called Princess, well they'd have to be hexed.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 19:35:34 GMT -5
"Room of Requirement. Anything you want in here, or want it to look like, every little detail. It'll make appear. Just, whatever is on your mind and you want to see really.[/i]" Ankit thought he summed it up pretty good. Or to the best he could, so he'd settle with that. He thought everyone else in the School had been to this room and knew what it was, but obviously he was wrong.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 19:42:24 GMT -5
"Ah...so I take it you really wanted to be alone in a forest until I intruded?" he asked. He smiled. "Nice detail," he added.
Tristan leaned back and looked up at the ceiling but couldn't really find it with all the trees here. A droll look crossed his face.
Suddenly a growl came out of nowhere. Tristan flushed and touched his stomach. It sounded like he was a bit hungry. It seemed like they'd been in there for at least an hour.
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 19:47:59 GMT -5
Ankit sighed. "Actually, I hate this Forest,[/i]" he said. Which was the truth. He was just in an akward mood, so this was what happened sometimes. Gosh, he'd probably have to go and tell him why he didn't like this Forest and what not. It wasn't that he hated his past, it's just nothing he liked to tell people because it affected the way they saw him.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 19:54:27 GMT -5
Again Tristan looked surprised. "Why is that? If you hate to be here, why be here at all?" he asked clearly confused. This was something he hadn't expected. It was out of the blue. How could a person be in a place that he really didn't like? It was the oddest thing he'd ever heard of.
He blinked and changed positions, sitting next to Ankit instead of across from him. He looked forward and saw the door. He wondered if anyone else could get in here...
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Post by ankit on Jul 31, 2007 19:58:55 GMT -5
Ankit sighed, even though he knew that question would come. "Because, this is a replica of where I was born eight teen years ago. It's not a place I should be proud about because of certain reasons.[/i]" he said. He wasn't going to just come out and say he was a Werewolf. It'd sound to weird for some reason. It'd be hard to tell someone that, cause alot of people didn't have that. Since it was sort of a rare thing.[/sup]
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Post by James Blackblood on Jul 31, 2007 20:06:31 GMT -5
For some reason that didn't sound like the kind of reason you should have to hate an area. Tristan had a feeling that Ankit didn't want to talk about it and left it at that. He brought his legs up again and hugged them. His red hair fell into his face as he went deep in thought. Something you hated...
He hated the house he lived in. Even though it was big, lovely and expensive, it had very dark memories there. He even had bad memories of that place. Especially of the memory of his twin brother that went missing after their 2nd year.
It was mostly because his brother had been sorted into a house other then Slytherin. And father hadn't wanted him to stain the family name. He'd watched as his brother was finally dragged into a room and beaten repeatedly for being friends with a mudblood. After that, he never saw his twin again. He had all but forgotten about him until just this moment. Talking about places you hated. Everyone had at least one place they hated.
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