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Background:
Since the dawn of time, there have been two species that have taken domain of the earth; those who are mortal and those who are immortal. Mortals quickly became separated into two distinct groups: those with magical abilities and those without. The mortals decided early on that separating the two would be best and the knowledge of magic quickly disappeared from the Muggle mind. While immortals could be broken several groups they decided to stay as one Clan, Clan Coventry. After much debate they decided that the best way to rule Coventry was to create the Council of Seven. Seven of the most powerful and prominent houses were chosen to serve on the Council and one would be chosen to rule as King or Queen.
The House of Gray Cloud was then established as the King Regent as they were the most powerful elementals in Coventry. As legend goes the first King Regent was a powerful man named Ambrose who fell in love with a mortal. Aradia was her name and she was a princess in her own right. Three days before their marriage she was murdered by a mortal suitor who had been spurned by Aradia. Heartbroken and furious, Ambrose swore that he would never let that hurt befall his people, so he brought into being the Cardinal Law. It states that no immortal may fall in love with a mortal, or the accused will face a lifetime of imprisonment and the poor retched soul who was the object of said love would die a most horrible death. The House of Gray Cloud has since upheld this Law and does so with an iron fist.
Plot:
Willow Austin is extremely happy that this will be the last time she has to spend the summer at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It was tradition for members of the Clan to attend Oden’s Ford from the time they turn 11 till they reach 17, that’s the year they are declared an adult. Another tradition, imposed upon her race by the Lady Gaia herself, was that each child of The Clan must spend each summer until the end of school at the mortal magical school of Hogwarts. She hadn’t thought it was bad in the beginning. She found that mortal children were no different from Clan children when you took the magical abilities and immortality away. She herself was heir to the House of the Gray Cloud, one of the most powerful and prominent elemental families in all of Clan Coventry. She found that she liked her friends at Hogwarts and couldn’t understand the prejudice that other members of the Clan carried. However, her opinions had fast changed near the end of last summer.
Her best friend, a mortal wizard named Marik Grey, had decided that their friendship simply wasn’t enough anymore. He wanted to take their relationship to the next level. Furious and scared Willow refused without offering an explanation. Angry and hurt, the two fought it out and Willow left, leaving their friendship in shambles.
Marik can’t understand it. He knows there is love there. It’s in her smile and the way she moves. It’s in everything she does. Her refusal had cut him deep but he’s determined to find out what it is that’s keeping her from him. He had written to her every week for the entire year and he hadn’t gotten one letter back. It’s not going to deter him though. She can’t hide forever. She’s coming back onto his turf and he isn’t letting her go without finding out why she can’t love him.
Ash Redfern, a NightDweller or vampire as the more crude term goes, is heir to the throne of his own House. The great House of Aerie has always been at the pinnacle of society in Clan Coventry and Ash has a reputation to uphold. Over the years he has tolerated his Willow’s friendships with the mortals but this is the last year he will have to endure it. He has his eyes set on a grand alliance between their two Great Houses and nothing is going to stand in his way. That is until he meets the incorrigible Ms. Tabitha Baker, a newly transferred Hogwarts (mortal) witch that both infuriates and intrigues him.
Clan Coventry:
Clan Coventry is the society of immortals that exist in our world. There are three broad species that encompass Clan Coventry.
NightDwellers: creatures of the night that feed on the blood of animals (vampires)
Elementals: creatures of the elements, able to manipulate one element that runs in their bloodline
Shape-shifters: creatures that can alter their shape according to their bloodlines
Clan Coventry is a very large country that exists in secret, though the knowledge that they exist is gifted to those of magical decent among the mortals. Every bloodline has a house and a blooded descendant that will take over as the Head of House. Houses can either descend through the male or female side of the line, though some simply descend through either, choosing the oldest in the family line.
Okay so this is my third RP and as always there was a bit of a lengthy explanation. This plot will require two things: one, there will be three groups of people and the groups need to be as even as possible or at least even between mortals and immortals and second, there needs to be an even number of girls and boys. Everyone will be in pairs. If you and someone else wants to pair up please PM me and let me know. If you don’t find a partner I’ll partner you up with someone. If you come up with an idea for another member of Coventry that isn’t listed please PM for confirmation before posting.
Rules:
1. Be creative and make your characters believable and real. No one is perfect!
2. No God Moding!
3. Please make long posts! I can’t stand one or two liners!
4. Stay active. If you are going to be absent let me know.
5. If you have any questions please don’t hesitate to PM me.
6. Have Fun!
Hogwarts:
Marik Grey - KatieTessa
Tabitha Baker - Herminny
- Reincarnation Jones
Dozer Flint - Me
Relationships:
Willow Austin/Marik Grey
Tabitha Baker/Ash Redfern
Elena Nightwing/Dozer Flint
Emily Zobac/Jesse Zaldi
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Okay she here are my bios. They might help to clear up any questions you may have.:
SPOILER!!: Willow
Sasha Willow Austin
Nickname: Willow (Prefers this name) Age: 16 DoB: June 20 PoB: Whispering Isles Province; Castle Cloud Heritage: Heir to House Gray Cloud Race: Immortal; Water Elemental
Parents: Father: King Regent Wayde Austin; Water Elemental
Mother: Lady Kya Bayar Austin; Shifter (falcon) Sibling(s): Sister: Sky Bayar (14); Shifter (falcon)
Brother: Gavin Bayar (15); Shifter (Hawk)
Background: Willow was born at Castle Cloud in the Whispering Isles Province, a flourishing land located on at the southern most point of Coventry. Having shown her Elemental abilities at a young age, her father wanted to stake her claim on the Rulership. Her mother Kya Bayar, was hesitant to allow her daughter to take that path. In the entire history of Clan Coventry their have only been two other female rulers and she didn’t want that life for her little girl. However, Kya had no choice in the matter after she gave birth to two shifters. Therefore, she accepted her daughters fate and her two youngest took her maiden name as is tradition.
Willow’s father Wayde was ecstatic and began her training at an early age. On her 10th Nameday he proclaimed her Princess Heir and started her instruction. Wayde took his daughter everywhere and taught her all the ways of the Court and Council. As King, Wayde values the Law, diplomacy, and dedication to the Clan. As a father, Wayde drills into his daughter the ways of trade, combat, and of people in general. Her mother had a small hand in her teaching, as Willow must learn the ways of a proper lady.
In the eyes of the public, the Royal family is the picture of perfection, behind closed doors is a totally different story. Before she turned 10, Wayde paid all of his children equal attention and was the best father he could be. After Willow turned 10 that all changed. Wayde often had business outside of Whispering Isle and always took Willow with him. As a result, it always seemed, in the eyes of Sky and Gavin, that Willow was the favored one. Therefore, they often team up against Willow and exclude her in everything they do. Kya tries hard to keep her family at peace but there isn’t much she can do. Willow is Princess Heir which is one of the most isolated and lonely paths any Immortal could possibly take.
In his entire Rule, King Wade has had to imprison 10 Immortals for breaking the Cardinal Law. Willow has looked on with pity and dismay as the 10 were sentenced to 100 years in the Brig and the humans that they fell in love with were killed before them. Willow thus far has been the only heir that has witnessed this event, as the other families felt it was too soon to expose their children to.
Personality: Willow is a level-headed, observant, methodical individual. Due to how she was raised she has come to rely on her instincts and her senses. She exudes power and sophistication and also wields it without pause or conscious thought. True to her heritage she has a strong sense of self control though even she has her limits. When pushed her ire knows no bounds and is swift and fierce. Willow does have a softer side, one of which few have ever witnessed. She has a great capacity for love and tenderness.
She does have a sense of humor and loves to laugh. Her friends and family mean more to her then anything in the world. To those she considers her friends; she is honest and trustworthy and exhibits a sense of humor. To her acquaintances, she is tolerant and patient and very forgiving. To all others she is indifferent and aloof. The only other thing that means as much is her freewill and her ability to choose her own path. She doesn’t get to choose her own way very often though. Willow does have a stubborn streak and can be extremely obstinate and argumentative. Beware of her temper…it takes a while for her temper to flare but when it does look out. Once her temper and anger get going there are very few people who know how to bring her back down.
Likes:
Fruit
Loyalty
Flowers
Horses
Debates
Swordplay
Dislikes:
Bugs of any kind
Fakes
Kiss ups
Heights
Snails
Other: Her greatest hope and wish is that she will become a good Ruler to her people.
SPOILER!!: Dozer
Dozer Flint
Age: 17 Year: 6 House: Slytherin Heritage: Pure Strongest Subject: Transfiguration, DADA Weakest Subject: Magical Creatures Hair: Dirty Blonde Eyes: Brown Height: 6’2’’ Body Build: Lean muscled, polo team build Parents: Henry and Olivia Flint Siblings: Cassandra Flint (6)
History: Dozer comes from a hard working wizarding family. His mother is a well known potioneer, who works freelance and is starting her own business. While his father works for the ministry as a liaison to the Irish, Bulgarian, and Muggle Ministries. Henry hopes to one day be made Minister himself and has high hopes that his son will follow in his footsteps. Dozer enjoys politics quite a bit; however he aspires of becoming the next big Quidditch Chaser. His father doesn’t quite see the allure of an athletic future and is hoping to steer his wayward son away from such endeavors. Their family travels in the highest of social circles and attends all of the high end shindigs. Little Cassandra enjoys life as the baby. The Flint family gets along well or about as well as any family gets along these days.
Personality: Dozer isn’t your typical bad boy, though for many that is all he seems to be. Reserved and quiet, for the most part, he prefers to keep a certain mysterious air to his actions and thoughts. He tends to attract many girls with his good looks and easy charm, but he aims to find someone who can keep pace with him. Dozer loves a good challenge and is always looking for his next big project. Quidditch is a big deal in his life and that won’t change any time soon. While he projects that he doesn’t really care about anything or anyone, if you mess with his friends things will get ugly. Dozer doesn’t get jealous (at least he won’t admit it) and he does have a bit of a temper, when you burn down his exceptionally long fuse.
Elena grinned at him. “Thank you Ash,” she answered, “Trust me, it is greatly appreciated.” With the confirmation of it, she automatically began thinking of exactly which sweets she was in the mood for. Or rather… which was she not in the mood for? No doubt the trolly lady had to be coming around soon. She was on the older side of life and therefore had to know that youngins like themselves needed their snacks to get through a long train ride. Her eyes had fallen on the window in the door to their compartment as though looking at it would make her come faster, but seeing as she still had yet to arrive, she looked again to Ash this time with curiosity engraved in her facial features.
“Have you ever tried those ‘Blood Pops’? And are they any good? Obviously, I personally don’t trust that I would like them and would hate for them to ruin the lollipop for me, but I can’t help but be curious.” Blood. Lollipop. It was like combining frog liver and ice cream if you asked her.
Willow couldn't help but smile as Ash confirmed that their sweets splurge would go unknown by their parents. She had to admit she liked the Ash she was seeing. Though, if she thought about it, she hadn't really paid much attention before. She way definitely paying attention now.
She burst out laughing at Elena's question. There was only one NightDweller family one the Council and Ash's family had held the seat almost as long as her own had held the throne. There were other NightDweller families the were in Court but she didn't have very much contact with them.
Elena as always spoke what was on her mind no matter what. She admired that ability. Willow herself had always been calculating and thought things three and four times before voicing her opinions and thoughts. That had been drilled into her from birth, sometimes she thought before even. Smiling, at the visual picture of her father talking to her mothers bloated stomach, Willow looked expectantly at Ash. She had to admit it was an interesting question.
As Dozer kept flying around and around Marik knew that the only way to talk with his mate was to catch up with. Retaking his grip on the handle he zoomed off after Dozer. When we was within shouting distance he hollered "Wait up D. I need to talk to you about something. Its about Willow." Yes, there he had said it. He had uttered her name.
Dozer was flying around the grounds weaving in and out of the pillars and courtyard areas. Enjoying the freedom of the open skies, he almost missed Marik's shout. Hearing his name, Dozer put on the brakes and came to a hover out over the astronomy tower. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on what he had heard.
Wrinkling his brows, he fixed Marik with a serious look. "What's doing? What about Willow?" He could tell his friend had something on his mind. There was something going on. He knew that the two had gotten into a pretty bad row before the end of last summer. Marik had been withdrawal for a couple of months before Dozer was finally able to pull him back to reality. At least as much as the guy was going to come back.
Looking at his friend now, the Ravenclaw seemed agitated and hyped up. Dozer wondered if it had to do with the eminent approach of Ms. Willow. He sincerely hoped that girl wasn't going to screw with Marik's head anymore this year. It had been hard enough to put the guy back together the first time.
Bio: Tabitha comes from a moderate family who have taught her to appreciate everything she has and achieves. They taught her nothing is worth having unless you earn it and over the years she's realized how true that is. She is a hard worker but she also loves to give back so others can earn the abilities or grades they want achieve. She is also quite a sporty girl who can kick but as a beater and is quite the hard catch. She won't fall for guys all that easily. Tou have to earn her trust and respect first.
Tabitha walked outside into the glorious sunshine. She had not seen her freinds Marik or Dozer since breakfast ad wondered where those guys had gone off to. She wandered for a bit and found herself on the quiddich pitch and saw two people flying high above. Was it them, she would soon find out. She grabbed a school broom and took off into the air and quickly realized it was them but how could she get there attention. She flew past dozer and was about make her presence known when she saw they were talking and decided against it. She wondered if they had even seen her.
Dozer was flying around the grounds weaving in and out of the pillars and courtyard areas. Enjoying the freedom of the open skies, he almost missed Marik's shout. Hearing his name, Dozer put on the brakes and came to a hover out over the astronomy tower. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated on what he had heard.
Wrinkling his brows, he fixed Marik with a serious look. "What's doing? What about Willow?" He could tell his friend had something on his mind. There was something going on. He knew that the two had gotten into a pretty bad row before the end of last summer. Marik had been withdrawal for a couple of months before Dozer was finally able to pull him back to reality. At least as much as the guy was going to come back.
Looking at his friend now, the Ravenclaw seemed agitated and hyped up. Dozer wondered if it had to do with the eminent approach of Ms. Willow. He sincerely hoped that girl wasn't going to screw with Marik's head anymore this year. It had been hard enough to put the guy back together the first time.
Marik flew over to where Dozer was hovering over the astronomy tower. It was good that they were up there almost among the clouds. Up there he knew he could speak freely without there being any nosy first years listening in. Meeting Dozer's gaze Marik said "You know me and Willow had a big bad row just before school ended?"
Looking past Dozer at the trees of the forbidden forest he continued "The row wasn't a normal one. It was a relationship shattering one.. After that i've sent letters to her all summer. Willow hasn't returned any one of them."
Marik averted his glance to look at Dozer again saying "If I see her today. I don't know what to do or say. I don't even know if we are friends anymore and that worries me..I don't want things to be awkward.." He stopped talking to let Dozer take things in and ask questions. Marik hadn't revealed his feelings for Willow but he new somehow that Dozer knew anyway.
Dozer listened as Marik explained the situation. He knew some of what had happened. The letters were a bit of a surprise. He didn't even know his friend was that avid of a penpal, though his feelings toward Willow weren't in the norm either. He thought of Elena briefly but shoved the picture of her away from his mind. He needed to focus on Marik.
He briefly saw Tabitha and gave her a friendly wave. Thankfully she had chosen to stay away for the time being. He didn't think Marik would appreciate people prying. Finally, Dozer decided to lay it out for his best mate.
"I think you need to talk to her. Find out why she spazzed. Maybe all she wants is friendship or maybe her father wouldn't approve is she went with you. Gotta talk things out. If she doesn't want to talk well then corner her. At least that's what I'd do if I wanted answers. She's gotta break eventually."
Ash looked over to Willow. Of course this was only about the hundredth-millionth time that he had done so today alone. She was smiling when he said that their secret was safe with him. He couldn't help but take this as her giving her approval of him. He liked that, he liked that he had pleased her. But then again he just liked Willow, so anything else that came along with her he liked as well.
As he heard Elena's question and Willow laugh Ash couldn't help but breath out a laugh and shake his head. Actually he wasn't shaking his head as a no, it was just what happened when he laughed. He knew that Elena had always spoken her mind, but this question just cracked him up. The more he thought about it he found it to be a rather interesting question.
Looking over to Elena he said, "Yes once my sister had one and made me eat it" He started. Amelia was always asking him to do things like that and whenever he refused she gave him this little puppy dog pout that he couldn't help but to resist. "It wasn't too bad. Actually you would probably enjoy it more than I did" He told her. Maybe the two would catch onto what he was actually saying. He was used to real, fresh blood. Blood from a person, not from a lollipop. So a normal person would probably be more partial to the taste of the lollipop than he would. "Its not really that accurate to the true taste" He finally finished.
Dozer listened as Marik explained the situation. He knew some of what had happened. The letters were a bit of a surprise. He didn't even know his friend was that avid of a penpal, though his feelings toward Willow weren't in the norm either. He thought of Elena briefly but shoved the picture of her away from his mind. He needed to focus on Marik.
He briefly saw Tabitha and gave her a friendly wave. Thankfully she had chosen to stay away for the time being. He didn't think Marik would appreciate people prying. Finally, Dozer decided to lay it out for his best mate.
"I think you need to talk to her. Find out why she spazzed. Maybe all she wants is friendship or maybe her father wouldn't approve is she went with you. Gotta talk things out. If she doesn't want to talk well then corner her. At least that's what I'd do if I wanted answers. She's gotta break eventually."
Marik felt like a bit of rock had left his shoulders as he had claered his chest. It wasn't good to dwell on difficult things alone like his mother had said at least a million times. Noticing Dozer's wave of the hand Marik saw Tabitha circuling below them. He waved at her too but was glad that she kept her distance for now. Tabitha was good friend but Marik didn't want to spill his inner thoughts to too many people.
Turning to Dozer he listened as his mate gave him his views on the situation. Humming to himself Marik nodded "You're right i need to talk to Willow. Alone. Face to face. Can you distract the others especially Ash when they arrive? I think it will be hard enough as it is without his envolvement." Looking out over the grounds he said "I wish they could get here soon and another part of me doesn't..Does that make sense?"
Surprisingly, his answer made her laugh even more, well that and his facial expression. He had looked like just remembering the taste of the lollipop and made his stomach cringe. It probably wasn't nice to laugh but she couldn't help it. She was about to apologize when the trolley finally made it's round.
"Go ahead guys. This sugar fix is on me." Grabbing a few sweets for herself, Willow handed the woman some coin discreetly and made sure she would be covered for the three of them. Taking her seat she glanced out the window, noticing the sun was starting to make it's descent. They weren't far off from the school. Sighing, she bit into the licorice savoring the flavor and the light camaraderie in the compartment. She could only hope that the rest of her summer would go that well. Though, she was pretty sure it wasn't going to go like that at all.
Dozer nodded. "I'll handle it. Don't worry. Just don't push too hard. Woman tend to shut down when pushed too hard." He spoke from experience and wouldn't make that mistake ever again. Glancing toward the horizon he noticed the sun's angle in the sky.
"Look man, I'm headin' in to shower and change. You coming?" Dozer made a gesture of Tabs hoping she would get the message. They only had maybe an hour or two before the others got here.
Ash was still cringing over the thought of the Blood Pop. He hated those things. They were almost an insult. But then again Mia had found it very entertaining whenever he had eaten it so he was fine with the fact that he had pleased his sister. But then something brought him out of his own thoughts. It was the sound of laughter. "Oh what is so funny, eh?" He said to her jokingly with a grin. Willows laughter. He laugh was contagious and soon Ash found himself laughing right along with her.
Finally the food trolly came around. As Willow said that she had it covered Ash protested. "Now that is not necessary" he told her. He didn't like thought of him not paying for himself. But Ash also knew Willow and that she would not take no for an answer. She was going to get her way. Normally he was the same way, but when it came to Willow he wanted to please her, and that meant giving her what she wanted.
He walked to the trolly selecting a few things, Blood Pops not included. He watched as Willow paid for all of them. He too took a few coins out of his pocket to tip the lady. "Thank you very much" he said as he handed them to her with a charming smile. Then he turned and took his seat back in the compartment.
Ash followed Willows eyes out of the window. He couldn't help but think about how close to the school they were. Oh this wretched school. He had never really enjoyed coming to Hogwarts all that much. Then he let his mind wonder to the human boy who had a thing for Willow. Of course he was no threat at all. For he was human, and Willow immortal. She knew the Cardinal law as well as anyone else. There was nothing to worry about so he simply pushed the boy from his mind.
[COLOR="DarkRed"] Dozer nodded. "I'll handle it. Don't worry. Just don't push too hard. Woman tend to shut down when pushed too hard." He spoke from experience and wouldn't make that mistake ever again. Glancing toward the horizon he noticed the sun's angle in the sky.
"Look man, I'm headin' in to shower and change. You coming?" Dozer made a gesture of Tabs hoping he would get the message. They only had maybe an hour or two before the others got here.
Don't push too hard? Yes that was a bittersweet lesson he had learned a little too well at the end of the year just beacuase he loved Willow. Marik said softly and quietly "Don't worry. I have no intention of pushing Willow even further away from me than she already is. But i think i'll need to be direct with her otherwise i might not get any explanaition at all." And he desperatley needed an explanation as to why she had walked out on him.
Hearing Dozer's voice Marik shook his head and nodded "Yes, I'm coming. I don't want to ooze of sweat when she they get here." Placing his hands on the handle of his broom he left Dozer behind as he shot of towards his still open dormroom window in the Ravenclaw tower.
Elena merely gave a small cringe at the idea that she would like a BLOOD pop better than he would, but she knew what he meant. It was like all the watermelon candy. It was good, but didn’t actually taste like the real thing… At.all. Though, that she actually would eat. Well… She was almost, almost tempted to try it, just to see and to say that she did.
Annnd Willow was going to pay. Darn her, she always got to it first and Merlin knows, there is no talking her out of it. Elena remembered trying for what felt like an hour back in their second year. Finally Willow had just walked up and placed the money down. How Elena loved her friend. “Well I call the next one,” she announced right off before standing up as the trolley came to their door and waiting for the two of them to finish getting what they wanted. “I’ll have two Chocolate Frogs, some licorice, and… a blood pop…” The last was said with a little uncertainty, but she smiled to the woman and thanked her as she was handed her sugary goodness.
“Thanks, Lovely,” Lena added to Willow as she plopped down on her seat again and bit off a piece of her licorice. She then looked down at the rest of her loot, trying to decide in what order to eat them. It was important now that there was an intruder candy. Trying that first would probably be best so that if she hated it (which she most likely would), she could cover up the taste with delicious chocolate.
The rest of the afternoon passed with idle chatter. The train moved across the landscape and finally just after sundown came to rest at Hogsmeade Station. The compartment doors slide open with silent clicks and the doors opened to let in the fresh air from outside. Carriages await on the drive to carry the Oden's Ford students to Hogwarts.
Inside the grande castle, the feast is being readied and the remaining students are now allowed to file in. Only two tables adorn the Hall, one with the Hogwarts banner hanging over it and the other with the crest of Coventry.
Willow had spent the remaining train ride talking with Elena and Ash. She had to admit, she enjoyed their company. She didn't have to be anything but herself and that was a rare occurrence. She found herself smiling more in the last few hours then she had in months. That smile faltered however, as she glanced out the window. The sun had just disappeared behind the landscape plunging the world into darkness. Minutes later the train came to a stop at the Station.
Sighing, she rose from her seat and grabbed her things. Her queen face slid easily back in place and she was Willow Austin, Crown Queen of Coventry once again. A woman who was cool, calm, and calculating. Slipping her heels back on her feet and adjusting her cloths so that she didn't look rumpled, Willow turned to her company. "Let us find a carriage."
She sincerely hoped that they could get dinner over with fairly quickly. She highly doubted that would be the case but one could always hope. With her things firmly in her grasp and her young kitten pacing along behind her, Willow lead her little procession out of the compartment and toward one of the carriages. As always, everyone made a path for her. Everyone here knew who she was and treated her with deference. Elena and Ash no doubt were right behind her given that they were with her.
Finding an empty carriage, Willow tosses her things inside and takes a seat. Here we go.
After much fun and exciting talk and laughter, they had finally arrived. Hogwarts was at their fingertips and Elena was actually somewhat excited. In all honesty, it was more than somewhat. While she was more a fan of Oden’s Ford, by far, she still loved going for at least some parts of it. With this excitement came thoughts of Dozer. She didn’t mean for them to come, but it was a pleasant thought, and completely innocent. They were just friends, really. She only hoped… Quickly, she pushed him out of her mind and focused on getting in the carriage and on Willow. She would see Dozer soon enough. Marik they needed to focus on how not to see…
Picking up her book bag and the few textbooks she had pulled out during the duration of the trip, Elena stepped out of the compartment, following Willow. Before stepping into the compartment, she noticed little Azura, giggling it up with one of the other fire elemental boys. When her giggle can be heard, a person can’t really help, but smile. It was quite adorable.
Gently, she set her stuff down next to her then took a seat herself, across from Willow then gave a soft smile to her. “Ready?” She asked, knowing that she would know what exactly she meant by the question. That was one thing she really wasn’t looking forward to, for her friend’s sake. Marik was going to push it until he got the answers he wanted and all she wanted for Willow was for him to let it go and find some nice mortal girl. It would make it easier for everyone.
Willow stared resolutely out the window as the carriage lurched into motion. She glanced at Elena. She said nothing nor gave an motion, but told her friend with her eyes. In her eyes was fear and apprehension. Dread really. She remembered acutely the look on Marik's face when she had left. And now she was going back onto his home territory. Trapped within four walls for the next four months with no way of escape. There paths would cross. There was no doubt about that. The question was...what would he do?
She couldn't no more guess his intent then fathom what her response would be so she thrust that thought from her mind and watched out the window as they approached the castle. Lighting streaked across the sky lighting up Hogwarts in all its splendor. She could find no beauty in it however. Only a foreboding. Thunder rumbled in response to her thoughts. As if giving voice to her inner turmoil. Willow tore her gaze away and looked down at her lap. She took a shaky breath trying to regain some control.
It wasn't to be though. Her eyes wandered of their own accord back to the castle. Her emotions roiled within her all the more violently. Another bolt of lightening shot across the sky lighting up her face. Her expression was stony giving nothing away. Her eyes, usually caramel brown had gone silver as her emotions got the better of her. A crack split the air as the bolt found its mark and the skies opened up almost simultaneously. Rain came down in sheets as the sound of thunder and the crack of lightning dancing across the heavens.
Running a hand down her face, Willow struggled for control. The carriage lurched to a stop right in front of the steps to the Entrance Hall. A few groups of her fellow peers were standing in the Entrance. Everyone would know who was the cause of the storm. Her power of water was legendary even at her young age. Though, they would all believe it was because of her desire to be anywhere but here. Which, was only part of the truth. Schooling her features, sliding her Queen face in place, Willow climbed out of the carriage. Umbrellas were already errected keeping the rain off of those leaving the carriages. A large black one descended on her and followed her progress up to the door.
Once inside, she shook out her long blond hair and made sure her outfit was still perfect. She kept her companions close. Elena, always stationed on her right leaving Ash for her left. Briefly she reached out and clasped her best friends hand and gave it a squeeze. The gesture was meant as a plea. She would need her best friend by her side now more then ever.
The students from Oden's Ford watched her and waited. It was customary for her to be the first to enter followed by the seven heirs to the Council. Taking a deep breath, Willow sauntered into the Great Hall. Silver flash across the room illuminated from outside and a rumble of thunder heralded her arrival. Without pausing she walked to the table designated for her people and sat down. Her eyes had regained some of their caramel color though specks of silver still swam there, and the downpour continued outside.
After the long broom ride around the grounds Marik felt relaxed and ready to meet the blond who controlle both his thoughts and dreams. The discussion with Dozer had made everything clear to him. He needed to speak to Willo but not scare her. It was the last thing he wanted. Maybe getting her back as a 'friend' first was better than just demanding answers. Marik knew full well that that was going to be hard. Willow was more stubborn than most people in general and that complicated things greatly. Dozer had though promised that he would distract Ash and Elena to give him room to talk with Willow alone. With Willow’s best friends around Marik knew full well that he wouldn’t get anywhere.
In his dorm in the Ravenclaw tower Marik had taken a hot shower and was now making himself presentable for the feast in the great hall. Putting on his dark blue and silver robes over his shirt and pants it was time to do something about his hair. Moving over to the mirror Marik struggled for about 20 minutes to get his blond curly hair into some kind of suitable style. Most of the time he let his hair be but not this night. With a last look in the mirror Marik scooped up Willow’s gift box and made his way down the many stairs to the great hall.
He stopped outside the great hall to peek inside seeing the familiar blond hair in the midst of the Oden’s ford table or rather for the heirs to the council. Marik took a deep breath as he heard the heavy down pour outside. Willow was messing with the weather again. Smiling a little he strolled into the Great hall and right towards the blond rose in the middle. As he came to a halt in front of Willow he said quietly but softly “Evening Willow! Can I talk to you after the feast is over?” There was no use trying to get answers out of her amidst the other heirs.
It was easy to read what was in her friend’s eyes, not to mention the huge storm taking place outside. All Elena felt she could do at this point in time was be there for her. Sympathy, without pity, crossed her expression and she moved from the seat across from Willow to the empty next to her. They would not be sitting there long, but she wanted to comfort her in any way that she could. Subtlety, of course, though. She did not want anyone to have to ask questions.
As the carriage came to a halt, she followed Willow out, making it under the umbrella with few droplets of water wetting her hair. Automatically, out of habit, she fell to the princess’ right side (though she was not one of the seven heirs) and followed on, looking blankly ahead. With her friend’s dread at her shoulder, she found it challenging to have a happier outlook on being here. Though, the second they entered the Great Hall, her deep burgundy eyes grazed the large room, taking the most time to stare down the Slytherin table. Dozer was not to be found just yet… But remembering her duty to her friend, she shoved him out of her mind. How stupid she was being. She squeezed Willow’s hand in return so as to say that she would remain by her side and that she was not to worry.
It seemed mere moments before Marik had appeared before them. For goodness sake they had just sat down. She paused, waiting patiently to see if Willow would answer and took the moment to delicately cross her legs at the knee, smooth out her skirt, then glance at her friend’s face. She then decided to take the initiative.
“Good evening Marik,” Elena said with a soft sort of smile and a small nod. “Willow does not wish to speak to you. Whatever was said at the end of last year, that is the resolution. That is all she had left to tell you.” It was not said with malice or rudely in any way, but was bold and stern.
Azura rode up with a few of those that she had sat with on the train to Hogwarts. She was actually feeling very much like a giddy school child when given candy or their recess. But, quite honestly, most of the time this is how she felt, or at least acted. And it could only heighten with the amount of vegan friendly candy she had eaten. She knew that she shouldn’t for the sake of her health and what her parents would say if they found out, but it was only this once and it never really affected her figure. She had good genes on her side.
By the sudden downpour of rain, she could tell like the rest that Willow was quite upset. She didn’t understand why everyone hated Hogwarts so much. Zuri loved Oden’s Ford so much more, but she really did like Hogwarts too. The people were very friendly. Well, most of them were.
Momentarily she hoped that ants had had enough time to make it to their anthills and her eyes glanced around at the various smaller plants around. Probably habit. They could use a little water, right?
Taking her place behind the heir to the fire elemental’s throne. She had a little hop to her step as she headed towards the same table as the rest and she even gave a small hello smile to a few people that she recognized.
“Oh hello, Marik!” She said excitedly and rather obliviously as she passed him to take a seat.
No sooner had she sat down then Marik descended. Willow had her eyes set resolutely on the table. She knew if she looked at him her control would snap. He sounded casual about his request but there was the usual tone of easy confidence that she had admired so. Taking a deep breath she finally looked at him. He had grown since last summer and his appearance wasn't displeasing, which made all of this even more unbearable.
Willow cleared her throat and tried to find her voice. She was saved however from answering. Elena bless her gave a very diplomatic denial to his request and Willow felt a surge of gratitude toward her long time friend. Thunder rumbled outside and she had a brief flash of her fathers face in her mind. What would he say if he saw her now, unable to speak for herself. This was no way the future Queen of Coventry should be acting.
Carefully, she slid her diplomatic veneer into place. Sweeping back her long blond waves, Willow straightened in her seat and crossed her legs. Once again she looked at Marik but her expression and eyes gave nothing away, except cool indifference. It was time to take responsibility and deal with the situation at hand.
"Good Evening Mr. Gray. As my Chancellor, Ms. Nightwing, has just said I would prefer we not. I apologize for my deplorable behavior at the conclusion of last summer, however I think it best that we give one another a wide berth." There. Her father and politics tutor would be proud. She couldn't help but look over at Elena to see how her bomb had hit with her friend.
Every ruler since King Ambrose first created Coventry has had a Chancellor. The King or Queen usual picked someone they could trust explicitly, someone who's opinion they valued above all others. That person was thus allowed into all of the meeting of the Council and was always at the Queens side. And for all intents and purposes, Willow had just named Elena as her Chancellor.
Dozer sauntered into the hall freshly showered and sporting his brand new Slytherin robes. He hadn't bother tying his tie so it hung on either side of his neck and his hair had been left to its own devices, hanging slightly down in his face. He grinned at the sight of the Oden's Ford arrivals, though there was only one person in his sights.
His eyes had pin pointed her the moment he had entered the Hall. With a lazy stride he made his way over to stand next to Marik. He caught the last bit of Willow's little denial. It would seem that him and Marik would have to get creative and sneaky. He was determined to help his friend talk to the lady of his heart, even if that lady didn't want to talk. The two needed to speak and he wasn't above getting cunning and sneaky to make it happen.
Tearing his eyes of Elena, he swept a gallant bow to Willow. "My Lady. Lovely to see you as always." He returned his gaze to Elena. "And you Ms. Nightwing are looking amazing as well." He straightened up out of his bow and clapped his hand on Mariks shoulder.
"Come one Marik. Let's leave the ladies alone." He gently but firmly lead Marik to the Slytherin table. Making sure that his friend sat down, Dozer swept into his own seat next to him. Then, dropping his voice so that only Marik could hear he gave his friend some solace. No doubt he was upset and smarting from Willows denial.
"Don't worry. You'll get your chance to talk to her, it'll just take some creative maneuvering on our part. It's a big castle. It's mighty easy for someone to get separated and find themselves alone in one of the corridors. Could happen to anyone." His smile turned sly. Well, looked like he was going to get to have some fun after all. He wasn't a Slytherin for nothing.
Ash could read the what was going on in the room. He could almost taste the tension in the air that Willow gave off. He knew that Elena felt it too. He figued that he should not say anything at the moment. He needed to get his royal stature together before they entered the castle. When they had been in the train he could be himself, seeing as how everyone was practically equal. Well Elena wasn't an heir but that made not difference to Ash. She had grown with Willow and was excepted as practically the eighth heir, had there been one.
Finally it was time to go into the castle. He fell into step at Willow's left. He could just imagine what the three of them looked like to someone on the outside. They were fierce, they gave off the essence of authority. He followed behind Willow as they entered the hall, being on of the seven heirs. On his way to the table however some girl who he had met the year before stopped him. He didn't really remember her. She had just been something fun at the time but of course he did pause to say hello.
This delayed him a moment from taking his place at the table. As he walked over towards it though he saw that Marik and Dozer had already beaten him there. He could hear the conversation from where he was. Super vamp powers sure did come in handy. He heard Elena speak before Willow and then herself talk to Marik.
Finally making his way to the table he sat on the other side of Willow. He turned however to see the two boys that were standing before them. "Hello Marik, Dozer" He said nodding to each of them. "I do hope that no trouble is being stirred up" He said looking from them and towards Willow. "It is so early in the evening, it woud be a shame to ruin the night so soon. And I know for a fact that all of us would like to make sure that the ladies have a pleasing summer. Perhaps it is your best interest to wait until Lady Austin seaks you out instead of the other way around. If she chooses to do so" He said keeping his elegant stature the whole time. This was the Ash that he had been taught to give off. While it was nice to be himself he did like the power that he felt when he had on his Royal Image.
“Good evening Marik,” Elena said with a soft sort of smile and a small nod. “Willow does not wish to speak to you. Whatever was said at the end of last year, that is the resolution. That is all she had left to tell you.” It was not said with malice or rudely in any way, but was bold and stern.
Taking her place behind the heir to the fire elemental’s throne. She had a little hop to her step as she headed towards the same table as the rest and she even gave a small hello smile to a few people that she recognized.
“Oh hello, Marik!” She said excitedly and rather obliviously as she passed him to take a seat.
Marik had his eyes set on Willow sitting in front of him. Hearing Elena's voice he averted his gaze slowly saying with a small bow of his head and a small smile pursed his lips "Evening Elena!" Willow's best friend had come to her resuce once again..Which was evident by the way how Elena answered on Willow's behalf. Marik inclined his head ever so slightly not showing any anger or frustration at all "I see..Well i'd like to hear that from Willow. With all respect of course..You understand that right?"
Light steps were heard behind him and the smell of candy made Marik aware of the entrance of Azura. Giving the ever so optimistic girl a wave he called out "Hey, Azura! Eaten much candy of late? Any new flavour I should taste?" Marik looked over at Willow againg waiting for her reply. He wasn't going to leave without hearing it from her.
SPOILER!!: Willow, Dozer, Ash
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No sooner had she sat down then Marik descended. Willow had her eyes set resolutely on the table. She knew if she looked at him her control would snap. He sounded casual about his request but there was the usual tone of easy confidence that she had admired so. Taking a deep breath she finally looked at him. He had grown since last summer and his appearance wasn't displeasing, which made all of this even more unbearable.
Carefully, she slid her diplomatic veneer into place. Sweeping back her long blond waves, Willow straightened in her seat and crossed her legs. Once again she looked at Marik but her expression and eyes gave nothing away, except cool indifference. It was time to take responsibility and deal with the situation at hand.
"Good Evening Mr. Gray. As my Chancellor, Ms. Nightwing, has just said I would prefer we not. I apologize for my deplorable behavior at the conclusion of last summer, however I think it best that we give one another a wide berth." There. Her father and politics tutor would be proud. She couldn't help but look over at Elena to see how her bomb had hit with her friend.
Every ruler since King Ambrose first created Coventry has had a Chancellor. The King or Queen usual picked someone they could trust explicitly, someone who's opinion they valued above all others. That person was thus allowed into all of the meeting of the Council and was always at the Queens side. And for all intents and purposes, Willow had just named Elena as her Chancellor.
Tearing his eyes of Elena, he swept a gallant bow to Willow. "My Lady. Lovely to see you as always." He returned his gaze to Elena. "And you Ms. Nightwing are looking amazing as well." He straightened up out of his bow and clapped his hand on Mariks shoulder.
"Come one Marik. Let's leave the ladies alone." He gently but firmly lead Marik to the Slytherin table. Making sure that his friend sat down, Dozer swept into his own seat next to him. Then, dropping his voice so that only Marik could hear he gave his friend some solace. No doubt he was upset and smarting from Willows denial.
"Don't worry. You'll get your chance to talk to her, it'll just take some creative maneuvering on our part. It's a big castle. It's mighty easy for someone to get separated and find themselves alone in one of the corridors. Could happen to anyone." His smile turned sly. Well, looked like he was going to get to have some fun after all. He wasn't a Slytherin for nothing.
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Finally making his way to the table he sat on the other side of Willow. He turned however to see the two boys that were standing before them. "Hello Marik, Dozer" He said nodding to each of them. "I do hope that no trouble is being stirred up" He said looking from them and towards Willow. "It is so early in the evening, it woud be a shame to ruin the night so soon. And I know for a fact that all of us would like to make sure that the ladies have a pleasing summer. Perhaps it is your best interest to wait until Lady Austin seaks you out instead of the other way around. If she chooses to do so" He said keeping his elegant stature the whole time. This was the Ash that he had been taught to give off. While it was nice to be himself he did like the power that he felt when he had on his Royal Image.
When Willow finally lifted her blond head to meet his gaze Marik immediatley wished she hadn't. The cold indifference that she had plastered on her face and also showed in her voice was hurting. Why did she feel the need to be so strict and accurate around him.. She didn't need to. Marik sighed as she adressed him as 'Mr Gray' something which Willow never had done before.
"As you wish my lady Austin!" was all that he could muster up with a small hint of hurt in his voice. It was not fair that Willow treated him like this..They had been were still friends and you didn't treat friends with indifference and coldness. Marik thought darkly if that was how she wanted to play the game then i'll just have to get more sneaky. This is not the end of it. Nope he was going to continue fighting even if Willow had won this round.
Just after he had replied to Willow Mr Ash Redfern thought it wise to lay an inpass in the conversation. Shooting Ash a long stare that didn't give way how he really felt but a clear hint of unfriendliness Marik said "Ash! No, no trouble. Me and Dozer were just welcoming the Ladies back to Hogwarts."
Hearing Dozer melodic voice to the left of him Marik didn't object as his friend firmly led him away from the Oden's Ford girls and over to the Slytherin table. Sitting down at the table he covered his head in his hands. It couldn't do to let the whole hall know how upset and angry he felt at the moment. Dozer cut through his barriers though saying that he was going to get to talk to Willow. They just needed to plan things. Raising his head Marik said "It's not fair! Did you hear the indifference in her tone? Its like we never even were friends."
Looking over at the Oden's ford table Marik sighed hotly and then controlled his temper asking with the same slyness as Dozer "So how do you propose we get Miss Austin alone and get Ash out of the way?"
Elena only showed a momentary flash of irritation to Marik’s request then quickly, in the same moment, composed herself, bringing her smile once again. “Of course,” she told him with a small shrug of her shoulders. Willow would want to speak for herself anyways, she assumed. That’s the way she was raised. And that was just what she did and quite beautifully, Elena noted. However, Willow always spoke beautifully and diplomatically when she had her “queen face” on.
Elena had been so focused on the speech itself that it took her a moment to register what her friend had just said; more specifically how she had titled her. First, a look of immediate surprise crossed her features, her eyes wide, but every bone in her body expressed pure joy moments later. She caught her friend’s eyes and her own were screaming thanks and happiness. Normally, she would have just jumped up and hugged the girl, but this was not the time. She hoped, though, that for now her expression showed her how much it meant to her. Out of any of the friends she had throughout the years, she trusted Elena enough to name her Chancellor. It was a great honor.
As though her eyes had a mind of their own, they drew themselves away from her friend and right to Dozer the moment he joined Marik. Her breath caught unwillingly and she silently let it out. Somehow, somehow she still thought that they were only close friends—that those were the only feelings she had for him. Even so, she had to admit that he was still unbearably gorgeous. Whatever girl he ended up with would be a lucky one…
Having to remain professional for now, she merely gave a soft smile in answer to his kind hello. “Likewise, Mr. Flint.” While with the seven and while everyone was looking on, you had to act like one of the seven.
Her eyes fell away from him for a moment as Ash joined them. He had heard it all, she knew. He was, after all, a Nightdweller. She smiled as took a seat and as she listened to him speak. Ash, too, was so learned and eloquent in his speech. And it did well to end all conversation. Elena’s eyes fell on the two as they headed away towards the Slytherin table. They weren’t finished.. Neither of them were quitters.
“Exciting spin off for our start at Hogwarts,” she said rather sarcastically to her friends, bringing her attention away from the two boys.
“Oh no! I stuck with my usual candies,” Zuri told Marik with a grin. “I hope you had sooome though. It’s a great mood lifter, you know?”
Once he had headed off with Dozer, she looked to the three friends beside her and scooted a little closer to them, for she didn’t know those to her other side as well, then started fixing the jewelry on her wrist. It was twisted! She didn’t really bother joining in whatever it was they were talking about, because she had no idea. Plus, mother always said to not be nosey unless it was completely necessary.
Willow let out the breath she had been holding as she watched Dozer and Marik retreat back to the Slytherin table. She hadn't expected it to be as hard as it was. She had seen the hurt flash in his eyes and had longed to wipe that pain away. It was for the best however. She was doing him a favor, saving them both from fates that she couldn't even fathom.
Turning her attention back to her two companions, Willow had to tell herself to relax. Looking at Elena she let a small smile come to her face and winked at her friend. The girl was nearly glowing with her excitement and gratitude. Then she turned to Ash and gave him an appreciative look. Elena's sarcastic comment made her grin.
"So it would seem. I only hope that that was the end of it." Who was she kidding? Marik wouldn't give up, he was relentless when he wanted something. Dozer was sly and cunning so the two mix was a nightmare. No. This wasn't the last of it, not by a long shot. Though, she did find some comfort in the fact that Ash and Elena would be by her side, helping her navigate this mine field of a summer.
Dozer slapped his friend on the back. His mind already sifting through possible plans. One in particular stuck out among the rest. The maneuvering would be a little tricky but he was fairly certain he could pull it off. He was pulled out of reverie and diabolical plans as Marik voiced his concerns.
"No worries mate. Girls, well people in general, tend to hide what they are really feeling behind indifference. You will just have to find a way to crack her shell. And leave the whyfores to me. I already have a plan set." His smile was that of a rogue, a master of manipulation at work. Dozer loved causing trouble. At least this type of trouble was for a good cause. Anything to help out his best mate.
Dozer slapped his friend on the back. His mind already sifting through possible plans. One in particular stuck out among the rest. The maneuvering would be a little tricky but he was fairly certain he could pull it off. He was pulled out of reverie and diabolical plans as Marik voiced his concerns.
"No worries mate. Girls, well people in general, tend to hide what they are really feeling behind indifference. You will just have to find a way to crack her shell. And leave the whyfores to me. I already have a plan set." His smile was that of a rogue, a master of manipulation at work. Dozer loved causing trouble. At least this type of trouble was for a good cause. Anything to help out his best mate.
That slap on the back didn't really help much but it made Marik see things in some kind of perspective. Looking over at Willow he sighed and turned to Dozer "So what's the plan? And when do we put it into action?" There was no use telling his best mate that getting through Willow's shell was nearly impossible if she was queenly determined. Remembering that Tabitha hadn't joined them for the feast yet he scanned the hall saying "Dozer, have you seen Tabitha since the flight over the grounds?"
Dozer smiled every bit the cunning and sly Slytherin he was reputed to be. "Give me five minutes and I'll have it set up." With the he disappeared out of the hall. Taking the stairs two at a time he rounded on the fifth floor and found the room he was looking for. Making sure that the locks still worked he was satisfied. Exiting the room he rounded the far corner and set up his diversion. Grinning at his handiwork he made his way back down to the Great Hall and slipped back into his seat.
"All set. Now we just wait for them to get up and leave."
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