The corridor on the second floor.

No, he wasn't lost. Just misplaced.

He'd been looking for somewhere he could clear his thoughts of this rustic setting, but in the process had become very... Lost Misplaced. Samuel moved slowly to one of the large window and looked out. Nothing spectaular. Just... More and more beautiful scenery. It was very nice to look at... Just it did get a bit boring after a while. He was much more of a city person than a country person. Crossing his arms and leaning out of the hole, he closed his eyes, shutting out the seemingly endless green.

Okay, now his hands were cold. Ugh, He really did hate it here. About to leave, he pushed away from the window sill, and almost walked into... "Kiera!" He took a quick step backwards, making sure not to walk into her, or even to touch her. "Wha..." 'What are you doing here' didn't quite seem right, so instead of looking too much like a fool, he leant sideways onto the window sill he'd just vacated, and studied her quickly, almost unnoticably. "How are you liking it here?" He asked smoothly, gesturing to the corridor, but meaning all of the school.

In his quick glance, he'd notcied something. Something almost new about this girl he hardly knew. He slid his hands into his pockets and looked back towards the outer grounds. They were probably out of bounds for students. Although they looked much more exciting than the rest of the school.

VIa walked through the second floor corridor. HOgwarts, is huge, she told herself, which is true. I think the Castle's making Via confused and she's hoping she won't get lost on her way back to the Gryffindor tower since it's on the second floor. As she walked by she saw two people, older than she was. She wanted to be friends with them so she greeted them and said "Hello!" She hadn't met either of them at the leaky Cauldron nor at the great hall.

Via wanted to remove the shyness she was feeling for she was always afraid to talk to students older than them aside from the friends she had. Her dirty blonde hair freely swinging at her every movement. But deep inside Via's mind she thought, she shouldn't be messing around higher students.

The manner in which Samuel was acting around her was rather queer. It was as though he was going out of his way to avoid any contact. An eyebrow raised delicately, and then returned back to where it was sitting upon Kiera's face. Now she decided, she wasn't to act the way she had been around him. But then again, what did it matter if she was making him feel uncomfortable? "It's impressive," Kiera responded, scanning the corridor, but referring to the rest of the castle. "The fact that the castle is set where it is, just makes it that more appealing," she added. Yet she didn't mention the fact that she was uncomfortable sharing all this space with so many others. "And you, do you like it here?" She asked, leaning slightly against the wall next to her.

Watching as he peered out the window, Kiera looked outside as well. It was quite stunning. She felt drawn to it. The outdoors, the fresh air, rather than being cooped up, while breathing stale air, the same air that hundreds of other students would inhale, then exhale, so that another would inhale that same air. The thought made her feel slightly woozy, and she faltered for a moment. "Did you want to go ouside?" She asked. Did he even want her company? Eh, who cared, he had it whether he liked it or not.

Kiera reverted her gaze to a girl who had interrupted their conversation. Since she was not one for niceties, her slender arms crossed over her chest, and she looked the girl up and down. Obviously she was quite younger than they were. Long dirty blonde hair sat upon the girls head, and she seemed be rather reserved, conservative. "Hi," she responded shortly, turning her gaze back to Samuel, she wondered if he'd jump in to save the day, to be nice to the girl.

So upon hearing the answer, Via walked fast, leaving the two behind. Seems like she had been running. She shouldn't have messed that time for the both of them and she had stared at their robes, they belong in Slytherin. That was close, she just wanted to say hello. Okay! Don't go messing around corridors, she thought.

Shaking his head slightly, he turned his sky grey eyes back to look at her, "No, I really would have asked for a transfer," He paused, almost for dramatic effect, "If there hadn't been something stopping me." Mmh, she was starting to graze slightly on his nerves, it was almost as if she was something good he couldn't get at.... What a stupid metaphor. Slowly he pushed away from the window, catching a movement out of the corner of his eye. No freaking way! Eagles! "Look!" He breathed, moving to her side and pointing towards the magestic bird. It might not have even been a eagle, it just looked like one.

To be honest, Samuel hadn't even noticed the intrusion, or wouldn't have until Kiera responded. He'd been so rapped up in watching the great creature. Birds were certaintly something that added a smile to his face. And also the fact that he'd been almost touching her he was so close. Blinking slightly at the girl who'd moved his attention for a second, Samuel watched her leave with a quizical look directed towards Kiera. Strange Gryffindor. It seemed as if she'd been afraid of them. "Well, uhum. That's new." He muttered, a slight grin forming on his face.

As Samuel's grey eye's travelled towards Kiera, her eyes caught them. "And what was that, that was stopping you?" She questioned in almost a whipser. Wait, did she actually think the reason was her? Snort, as if. Then, he shocked her by jumping towards her and pointing out the window at a mass soaring through the sky. Eagles? Mesmorised by the sight, she gazed outside the window, up into the stunning blue sky.

Kiera felt Samuel close to her, as though they were almost touching. Why did he continually confuse her? Kiera's head was beginning to become a tangled mass. Ack, what a mess. This didn't usually happen to her. She wasn't trained for this. Not at all. With his response to the small girl that had intruded, a smirk appeared to her face. "Not for me," she said, slightly menacingly. But she didn't want to scare him off now. "She should've known better," she added, that famous smirk once again twitching at the corner of her lips. In fact, that was the reaction she had on people. All except for well, him.

A breeze coming through the window made Kiera's hair fly up into her face. Really now, was that really the time? Brushing strand by strand out of her face, she sighed. For a time in her life, Kiera was rather speechless. But why?

Oops, he so shouldn't have said that. Now he had to think of some reason apart from it being... Well, her. He'd fallen waay to far in. Struggling suddenly, he placed both elbows on the window sill and looked out, still staying the the close proximity of her. "It's a little complicated," Samuel began, feeling his pulse run up another few notches, "But would you believe me if I told you... It was you?" It was out, accedentally, yes, but true never the less. And also something else, he felt as if it had been weighing him down, and now he'd told her, it was out, and he was free from it. Then when she spoke of it not being unusual for her, the girl that is, he frowned lightly, he wasn't used to people running off, or maybe it happened a lot, and he just never noticed it.

Ahh... Cool breeze. Closing his eyes to narrow slits, he allowed it to run through his tawny hair, running down the front of his shirt. Standing up to adjust his tie, he smiled. In occurance of the wind, it had made her hair just... Fly. Samuel chuckled darkly, and reached out and pushed some of the offending hairs away from her neck. Why did his hair never feel like that? It was always coarse and annoying, but hers was smooth... Like the wind itself.
Another pretty crap metaphor.

"I'd like you to." Samuel replied softly, his voice barely above a whisper, "Because I mean it.. To be honest, he hadn't expected her to stay, last time he'd come so close to revealing everything, she'd almost slapped him. Especially last time she'd touched his cheek like this. Slowly he slid his hand into her hand that was up by his cheek, and held it there, his cold skin against her warm skin. He really didn’t care that he'd hardly known her a month, she just seemed, right. But maybe that was just him being shallow... No, she was perfect.

He was truly speechless. Beholding her, and the beautiful view behind her was for one, very scenic, and two, perfect. Oh, did he mention perfect? Taking a very small step forward and keeping his eyes locked onto hers, he lifted his free hand up and brushed the side of her face with the back of his hand. Soft skin perfect Now he was sure his brain was just throwing out thoughts just to keep it from shutting down.

It was a very good question. What did happen now? Samuel had never felt so... Right before, even with the one before, she was just his female equivilant. Linking his fingers into hers', he answered in the best voice he could muster, "I'm not sure," Of course there was the posibilities that they'd part now and spend a few awkward days thinking about each other. Apart from the fact that he didn't want to part from her, and he'd probably still have the few awkward days what ever he did now. Tracing her face with his eyes, he allowed a small smile to curve the tips of his lips. She liked him as much as he liked her. The thought made small shivers run down his neck.

Dipping his head down so he was level with hers, he brushed his lips slowly across her forehead, not even a kiss, just a touch. Somehow he didn't want to throw himself into this. As if he hadn't already. He was now very grateful for the magestic birds, if it hadn't been for them, he'd of probably still been looking out the window, feeling terribly uncomfortable. "I really missed you on the train." He purred quietly, now able to reorganise some of his thoughts. It was so true, and even though he'd met some of his aquaintances, it would have been much nicer to spend his time, with her.

Chuckling at her response, Samuel responded to her smile with a answering one of his own, making the corners of his cheeks dimple. "Glad to know I wasn't the only one deprived of company." He replied, then added to her comment about the rest of the year, "And the rest." And that wink, it made him shiver with... Something, God only knows what. "Do you want to explore the rest of the school? Or are you happy here?" He asked, eventually recovering from the mutual shock of being united with the beauty infront of him. Personally, he was at his floppy moment. He'd do absolutly anything she asked him to at this moment.

Still holding onto both of her hands, he looked back out of the window, the light glinting onto his pale skin and reflecting in his eyes. How come he could appreciate the beauty of the grounds now? It was like it had come alive right before his very eyes. Then he looked back into hers', gladly waiting for a response to his question. Gladly? Yes.

"I could say that the view is stunningly beautiful," Samuel began, his voice now a low purr, "But it isn't, in comparison." He reached out just to touch a lock of her hair, then drew back, "If you're happy here, then we'll stay." He murmered, unconsciencely moving closer to the first person who'd made his heart beat irraticly. Then when she tightened her hand over his, he had to swallow to keep himself breathing. And she had such small hands! They were almost lost in his ones. But really, although he'd said that he was happy staying here, he wanted to explore, "On second thoughts, shall we see how long it takes us to get pnumonia?" Of course, he was referring to giving the lake a tryout. Then, something twigged his memory. He'd forgotten to bring anything he could swim in, another thought cascaded with that. A image of himself, dripping without his shirt on. Vain? Much.

So, pushing away the few inches that divided them, he rapped a hand around the back of her neck, a smug smile forming on his face, the face that was possibly milimetres away from hers. "So, what d'you say?" He asked in fluent French, his native tongue coming out on accedent, but perfectly so.