Another Moment Is Another Eternity.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Ugh. Just another boring day at Hogwarts.

And yet, she hadn't really been at Hogwarts long enough to know what a boring day was. Tiffany assumed, just because there wasn't much to do on a day like this-that it was just another boring one. The temperature was cold, the sky gray and dull. Not only did she think that it was boring, but the weather was also dreary. Boring && Dreary.

Tiffany stepped out of the castle wearing a long pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and her white studded belt. Her chucks looked as thought she had just gone on a mountain hike through a mud storm. They needed to be cleaned. >:[ Tiffany zipped her black jacket with the fur-rimmed hood,up to the neck and sighed. She shoved her hands deep into her pockets,feeling her wand. She let out a small sarcastic gasp.

"So, that's where you were..."Tiffany mumbled.

She looked up at the dull-ish sky and frowned. It hadn't been dull before Tiffany had had the thought of coming outside. Hogwarts hated her. ;-; She trudged through the snow and peered around. The lake? Ugh. She was sick of the lake. it was always overcrowded with obnoxious people. Now that the lake was almost frozen over,there were more kids soliciting the edges of the lake, trying to see if it was frozen or not. Apparently not.Tiffany chuckled when she caught sight of someone actually falling in. Or was he pushed? Tiffany shrugged. Either way, it was funny.Especially, the earsplitting scream he happened to let out.

She made her way away from the lake. The wind blew her hair around, and made her coontails whip at her face like a lion-tamer and his whip. She brushed her hair behind her ears, but when that didn't help, she pulled her hood up. Heh. Now Tiffayyy really looked like some sort of psycho. She wandered by the entrance of the maze and paused at it. The maze? Nahh. Tiffany didn't feel like getting lost and having to embarrass herself by sending up a signal. She pressed on, without looking back. The snow was thin at this part, almost as if people had been walking back and forth through it all day. Apparently, there was something beyond the maze. Tiffany scratched her head and shoved her hands back into her pockets.

Tiffany finally arrived at a park.

It looked just like any other ordinary park that Tiffany had seen. Swings over here,benches over there. The image made her think about the kids back at home who hung out at the public park. No. Not,the public park, it was their park. They were there every day and ran off anyone who decided to have enough guts to go. Tiffany was the idiot with enough guts. She sighed and made her way over to a tall swing. Tiffany had to jump to reach it, and after adjusting herself a couple of times, she was actually comfortable. She kicked her legs slowly back and forth.Not too fast, but she wasn't dead either. There was a long creaking sound every time she went forward and backward. Tiffany sighed. It was annoying at first, but eventually,she got used to it. She didn't know how long she had been swining,but pretty soon the dull sky, became a dark one. Tiffany blinked and looked up. The winds had even died down. She flipped off her hood and realized that she wasn't alone. She could see a figure maneuvering through the darkness toward the park. Tiffany tilted her head to the side and watched.

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[zackary]

His eyes were staring up at the ceiling. Zack didn't know how long it had been since he woke up. But it felt like an eternity. Nothing to do today. It made everything go slower. His glasses were lying crookedly on his face and he was pretty sure his wand was in his pocket. He had put it in their when he woke up. Not that he was going to need it. But it was something that he should probably be carrying with him everywhere. It almost seemed as though this day was going to drag on until he started moving. Which would probably be a good idea, but Zack really didn't feel like moving. Zack rolled over onto his side and let his momentum carry the rest of his body off the bed. He was now kneeling on the side of his bed.

Zack used his hands to lift himself from the floor to his feet. Well, at least he was standing now. He felt like strolling around the 'grounds', It'd help pass the time. Zack knew there was a lake here. He'd known about it before actually getting to school, and figured that a walk down near it would help. Maybe there was some stuff down near the lake where he could just sit or wander around. Last time he was outside he met some girl in some garden. However, this time it would be different because the lake is a pretty far walk from the school. And it was kind of cold outside. So as he was walking through the door, his hand quickly grabbed his black coat and he pulled it onto himself.

As he walked out of the castle, he could feel a slight breeze of wind against him. It was a good idea to put the coat on, but the winds also seemed to be dying down, so that might make the temperature a little warmer. He was trekking down towards the lake. It seemed like a good place to have been. Except for the fact that there were a bunch of other kids around it as well. Zack just sort of turned and started walking away from the lake towards some maze looking thing. What a great way to get lost. However, he didn't want to get lost in the maze, and he could see something just beyond it. It looked sort of like a park.

Okay, so, theres mazes, gardens and parks. Is there anything this place doesn't have? Zack thought, smiling to himself. It was quite interesting. This school seemed like its own little world. Which it kind of was. As his feet crossed through grass into the park. And it seemed very dark. How long have I been walking? He thought to himself. It was kind of strange. Maybe he hadn't been paying enough attention to the time. That was pretty much all he had wanted to do. He could hear a creaking noise in the distance and didn't feel that it was at all too strange. I mean, this was a strange place. Zack kept walking until he felt a strange cold metal slide against his hand. As he focused more onto what was in front of him, he could see that he was standing by a swingset. And it appeared that someone else was also there. Maybe they had tried the same thing he did.

"Seems like you wanted to be alone, huh?"

[Tiffany Sparxx]

The park was just as dead as it had been before. Eerie. Quiet. She pulled her hood over her head again only to have the wind swipe it off with one single gust. A little frustrated now, Tiffany pulled it up and shifted uncomfortably. She peered out of the side of her hood at the stranger coming closer. At first, all that was heard was the soft thud of their feet, now it was like a marching band. The girl shook her head, adjusting her vision to the person making their way over. It was a boy, nonethless. Or maybe it was a girl. She smirked. For all she knew, it could have been a professor coming to chastise her for disobeying the curfew rules and being out so late. The thought made her blink up again. No. If it had been a professor, they wouldn't have walked so....casually.

The small Slytherin girl looked down, after watching the person for a moment.She could now tell that it was a guy. Tiffany, with her gaze on her dirty black and white chucks,sighed. Her swinging had slowed almost to a stop and yet, her feet still didn't touch the ground. It was annoying, almost frustrating. Why was she so short? She had been lost in her own world for only a slight second before there was a small voice from beside her. Tiffany turned and peered at the boy beside the swingset. She didn't say anything for a moment.The swing had now come to a complete stop, her feet dangling over the ground.

"...Or maybe you wanted to be alone and I was just....bored," She replied,quietly.

And it was true. Tiffany was just bored and just happened to be in a deserted place. However, she was thankful for the lack of students. The lake was so overcrowed, sometimes even when it was past curfew hours. The lake was friendly and inviting, whereas, the park was eerie and quiet. The girl found herself adjusting to it quite well. She could see herself at The Park more often,even after hours.She looked over her shoulder at a jungle gym and then up at the boy again.

"...Am I wrong?"

Would it matter if she was? Tiffany shrugged. Maybe not, but the silence was rather annoying and company might not have been that bad. This student did seem like he wanted to be alone, considering the fact that he had been making his way toward the deserted-looking park.That was, unless he was coming to simply talk to her. But how would he notice a dark figure all the way across the park like that. Tiffany threw a glance over at him once more. He looked as if he could have been an older student but who was she to judge? He may have been a first year like her for all she knew. Or a prefect.Typical Tiffany. Quick to judge. She smirked and kicked her legs back and forth again. Creak.Creak. Creak. Great, now she would have to adjust to that annoying sound again. Instead, the small girl [literally] jumped off of the swing and let the wind pull her hood down again. The wind was starting to die down, but there were still random gusts every few minutes. The wind ruffled her long coontails and the girl sighed.

Again, an eerie silence. Small, pale fingers patted the pocket of her jeans,making sure that her wand was still there. She could just barely feel the outline of it. Knowing Tiffany, she would have it leaving the castle, and have lost it when she returned. Turning on her heels, she grabbed the rope of the swing and faced the boy completely,waiting for his response.

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[zackary]

Zack's eyes were now just staring out at what was pretty much just darkness. It was almost...disturbing. Like anything could appear at any moment. Whether it was something good or, well, it'd pretty much just be something bad. What good could come out of being out at night at a park. It sounds strange, doesn't it? It wouldn't look very good either. Him and a girl out in the middle of the night would seem very odd to someone. Assumptions would be made, but Zack didn't even know who this was. But she seemed to have the same kind of attitude he did. Just get away from it all. That's what she seemed to have wanted. Zack didn't think she'd try to turn it on him. Not that it would work. Zack isn't the kind of person that you could use mind tricks on.

"No....no, I think I know what I said. But you are half right. I did try to get out here to be alone, but I guess I lost track of time and it became like this." He said, waving his arm around at the sky during the last part of it. He wouldn't be surprised if this girl seemed to wait around for kids at night. Not that she was too intimidating. Zack smiled slightly as she started looking around. It almost seemed like this girl was looking for an escape route. Like she was scared of him. Then again, Zack was probably just thinking up some weird reason.

Zack cringed slightly as he heard a creaking noise. So, pparently this girl was enjoying the swing. However annoying it might be. Someone should probably oil it or something. Maybe it would make a less annoying sound. A smile crept across his face as he saw this girl jump off the swing to reach the ground. She did seem kind of small. He reached his hand up to his face and pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose with his index finger. "So, are you naturaly nocturnal, or is it possible to see you during the day?" He asked, as the smile on his face became a little more visible. A slight patting noise reached his ears. It sounded familiar to Zack. Must be drumming on her legs He thought to himself. He could see her turn completely towards him, and Zack just cocked his head to the side.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Tiffany smiled when she gazed off into the night. The darkness was actually refreshing. It was so much better [and less painful] than the daytime. Back at home, the girl was usually cooped up in her room reading a book by a simple dim light. It would have been slightly awkward if her parents had walked in on her reading in complete darkness. The girl scrunched her nose up at the thought. She wasn't even sure if she could read in complete darkness. She shrugged it off, concluding that nighttime was much better than day to herself. A lot of things could get done in the nighttime. Mischevious little things. A brief smile crossed her face and she was, once again, expressionless.

The boy answered to her response and she frowned. She was sure he knew what he said,but did he mean it? She let out a small, but prominent sigh as he spoke. Tiffany raised an arched eyebrow at the boy when he mentioned that he was out past curfew just to be alone and had lost track of time. ...And what was he doing when he was busy losing track of time...? She wondered in her head. Again, she shrugged it off. Tiffany glanced back at the seat of the swing, suddennly too lazy to stand and wanting very much to sit on it.She frowned at the swing, wanting to curse at it for being so high up. Why would they put a swing up so high? It wasn't like any of the taller older-years were going to be down by the park anyway. Tiff figured that they were all probably up in their dorms cramming for exams and whatnot. The petite girl scratched her head. Maybe she was just short. She was certainly shorter than this boy in front of her.

The boy murmured something and Tiffany, lost in her own world again, glanced up at him. She had to think about it for a second. "Well,Sir..." Tiffany paused realizing that she didn't kow the boys name,"...Whoever you are, I don't think that I'm nocturnal, but I have a stronger-five sense than most mortals do, if that's what you mean." That included, seeing and hearing. Stronger qualities such as those, made it so much more easier for Tiffany to do so much damage and cause so much more trouble. Being so new, Tiff had yet to do so at this new school.She still needed to figure out the hallways, and if she was lucky, then she might not have much trouble finding her way back to her dorm tonight.

She tossed a side-ways glance in his direction after looking at her shoes. Hopefully, from that information he could figure out that she was a vampire. Tiffany didn't want to have to explain to every single person why she could see them from afar or why she could hear them when they were such a distance away. SHe kicked at something on the ground and glanced back up at him,expressionless.

[[Sorreh. Gayyy post. I have to put up the Christmas tree.]]

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[zackary]

Zack had noticed that she kept smiling everytime she looked away. It was kind of strange. As if something out there was entertaining her. Or, maybe she was just an odd girl. It was weird to him. Every time she looked out into the darkness, see seemed to be smiling, but when her attention came back to him, she was frowing or doing something with her nose. It was kind of strange. As well as she really didn't seem to like talking. Almost like Zack was when he arrived. But he's had a few 'run-ins' with other people that have made him a little bit more social. Even though it was only two. They both seemed really happy whenever they talked, and yet this girl. She seemed, well...Zack couldn't really tell. It was hard to see what she was thinking.

Zack smirked as he saw this girl raise an eyebrow at him. He could tell what she was thinking. She thought he was probably weird or something. "I know what you're thinking. How do I lose track of time outside? Well....I'm not going to answer that because....well...," Zack said, starting to feel a bit confused. "I'm not really sure" He scratched his chin and then let the thought go. It was pretty much meaningless at this point. He could see her focusing on the swing and it was a little...weird. It's not like it was a book or anything. It wasn't that hard to figure out what a swing was. All you do is sit on it and swing your legs back and forth.

Zack was slightly taken aback at the way he was being addressed. Sir? How did I gain such a noble title? He thought jokingly to himself. This girl was muttering something about stronger senses than mortals or something. Zack took that as, well, obviously a little strange. Why would she use the word mortals in a sentence about her self? She seemed like a normal human to him. So, obviously, he had to ask. What makes you think you can refer to other humans as mortals? You don't seem any different from the others." He said, trying to keep from sounded annoyed by it. As Zack stared at this girl, he started wondering what possible answer she could come up with. It's not like there were too many.

[gahh...I had somethin good..i dunno what happened]

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Tiffany could see the boy giving her a strange look, and yet she couldn't figure out why. She smirked and shrugged it off, considering she was given the look a lot. Other than the fact that Tiffany was a vampire, she was also strange and uniqe in many different ways; Her hair for an example. Tiffany loved the many different colors of her coontails simply because nobody else she knew, had them. Ugh. If she ever saw anyone at Hogwarts with the same hair as her, she would hex them or torture them until they felt like shaving their head bald. The thought made Tiffany want to laugh, however, she did not,considering the boy was already giving her strange looks at the moment, why provoke him to actually say something about it? The girl sighed. Why not? She loved her strange-ness.

She blinked at him and nodded silently. How could she have lost time by simply swinging on a swing for what-seemed-like forever? All she did was go back and forth to an annoying creaking sound. And somehow...it was entertaining. The silence-other than the creaking- comforted Tiffany. Unlike the lake, where there were screaming firsties and even older years running around like idiots. She scowled at the ground, thinking to herself. She still hadn't decided whether or not she would go ice-skating, or even if she would go swiming in the summer. It would definetely be hot and the lake was probably the only place that would cool her off. She figured that she might have to do some exploring to find a smaller quiet little creek or pond to chill in. At least there, kids wouldn't get on her nerves as much. Who would want to be in a small safe environment when they could swim with the Giant Squid.

The thought had Tiffany's mind wandering all over the place, with different kinds of questions popping into her head. The Giant Squid. Was it real or was it a myth? She had overheard a few kids in her dormitory discussing it. There were so many stories and rumors. The Slytherins spoke of how it was nasty and ripped any little child that got caught in its path apart. And then there were the little Hufflepuffs who spoke of how kind it was and that it was friendly toward the students and people at Hogwarts. The girl didn't know what to believe,however, she was more fascinated in the first story told by the Slytherins. It would certainly be something that she would have to look into in the future. Oh, what a pity it would be to find out that the squid was really nice and friendly toward the students. Why not call it....Friendly Squid?

A small smile tugged at the edges of Tiffany's lips when she saw the boys expression after she had called him ,'Sir Whoever you are.' She was use to calling people 'Sir' or 'Miss.' By now, it had become a mere habit and the child had never really had "real" friends to call by there first name like that. She could see that the boy wasn't going to tel her his name, so she was just going to refer to him as...Sir Whoever.But then she had never really asked. The girl shifted her weight from foot to foot and glanced up at the full moon. The sky had gotten much darker now than it was before.The boy spoke once again.

This time Tiffany did smile. But it wasn't much of a friendly smile, more like a...cunning one. " You'd be surprised," She answered, leaving it at that. If he couldn't figure it out for himself now,well sooner or later he would. Especially, when he noticed her fangs.



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[zackary]

Zack could tell this girl was thinking of something good. She was probably thinking of other strange things to fit with her strange personality. It’s not that it was a bad thing. He didn’t think of anything like that. It was just kind of disturbing, and it fit eerily with the way the surroundings were. Dark and creepy. All that Zack could think of though was why he had original wanted to come out here. Maybe it was to get out of the castle. Or maybe it was just to be alone. Technically, only one of those happened. And it was the first one. Zack was still sure that this girl had wanted to do the same thing. And with the way she acted, he could kind of see why. She held herself to be better than other ‘mortals’, which he was still confused by. Maybe she’d have an answer for him in a couple of moments. Zack’s eyes kept hold of this girl’s facial features. They were pretty much the only thing that could explain what she was thinking, and still, that was hard. But from the little amount he could tell, she seemed like she was going to say something.

Zack wasn’t really sure of what this ‘short’ girl was thinking, but he was sure it had nothing to do with him. He figured she was probably like daydreaming about something else. Then again, is it still considered daydreaming at night? Now Zack could feel himself slipping off of focus. Maybe he could start figuring his days out in a better manner. Instead of just walking around and then not knowing what was going on. It seemed like a recurring thing to him. Zack’s eyes were reverted back, and his attention came with him. She was smiling for some reason. And almost right after that he could see her shifting around and then her head went up. Zack’s attention followed up as well. He assumed that she was staring at the full moon. It seemed quite bright on this now very darkened landscape. It was almost as if the sky had gotten darker as he stood there.

Now that he was staring at the moon, Zack felt a strange calm run over his body. Almost as if the stress of a new place was washed away and now he felt as if he’d been here for a while. If you want to call a few weeks a while. Zack tended to think of things and then, exaggerated, if you want to say. No one had ever really talked to him so he was obviously going to seem strange in conversations and such. But if he felt more comfortable, maybe he’d be fine.

Zack heard a voice again and his eyes came back to focus on this girl. All she said was ‘You’d be surprised.’ And it came with a seemingly cunning smile. But he was sure that he could see teeth now. Yes, tooth, tooth, fang. Zack stared at her fang for a second and his eye twitched. She wasn’t human. Now he was definitely a little scared. He was outside with what he was sure was a vampire. Although, Zack had never seen or met one before, so he was sure that some were at least a little peaceful. This one seemed to be. ”So…you’re a…uh…well….you know..” Zack said, feeling as though there was a lump in his throat. His eyes just remained transfixed on that fang.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

The boy continuously gave her strange looks . She could only return them with her expressionless stares. It was like he had never seen a girl who was as "out of tune" with reality as she was. Pfft. Maybe he hadn't. The girl sighed and let go of the rope to the swing. She blinked several times,waiting for his response.

Tiffany didn't have to see the boy look up at the moon to know that he had done it. She closed her eyes for a moment and if anyone managed to maneuver by, they would have seen some guy talking to a girl who looked as though he may have put her to sleep. Her eyes flew open again and watched the moon. Tiffany loved the full moon as well as she loved the darkness. It, too, created an eerie feeling. Its rays let in light through windows and cast shadows along the ground and through the trees. If Tiff was starring in a horror movie, then this was exactly how she would have pictured it. And then came the part where she bit the boy. Too bad she wasn't starring in a horror movie.

Tiffany turned to look at him as he stuttered his next few words. She frowned."Yes,Sir Whoever,Ima uh...well.. you know," Tiffany mocked.All he had to do was say it! It wasn't like he was going to be chastised for speaking the word. What frustrated Tiffany a little was the fact that he referred to her as an 'uh..well...you know..' instead of just a vampire. If anything, the word wasn't going to eat him, she was. She could see his gaze fixed upon her teeth,eyes never leaving. The girl sighed. She guessed that she couldn't blame him. As scared as he seemed at the moment, who wouldn't be stuttering and in fear of calling her a vampire?

Tiffany ran her fingers through her bangs only to have them fall right back into her eyes again. The scared expression on his face brought a smile to hers. A normal one,for once. Tiffany couldn't resist a small laugh.In fact, she couldn't resist messing with the nameless boy a little." You look a little scared,Sir Whoever." Tiffany walked around him in a complete circle and stopped,looking him up and down as if she were going to pounce at any moment. Yea. This would definitely be how she had pictured a horror movie with her starring in it.

She didn't know why the boy was so shocked, or even scared. Didn't he know that there were rules against vampires biting other students at Hogwarts? Tiffany leaned agains one of the poles holding up the swingset. She shrugged. But,then again....Tiffany was never one to follow rules. She shook her head at him. " Don't look so scared. I'm not gonna...." and with that Tiffany lunged at him,stopping on one foot so that she didn't topple over him,"...bite you!" she shouted. If he got scared,bravo. She had finally had some fun at Hogwarts. If he didn't, then Tiffany wouldn't only have to try harder.

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[zackary]

Zack didn't feel like moving right now. Maybe it was just sort of a new find kind of thing him. Something he's never met, or...experienced before. He could hear the chains jingling, because this girl had apparently let go of the swing. He was pretty sure she'd sit down in it. It seemed like her friend at one point. Zack's hand was gripping the swing set pole, which was keeping him up while he leaned. She kept blinking and closing her eyes. It was a little strange. Maybe she wasn't a vampire at all, but something else with fangs. But...what else had fangs? It's not like vampires were a sub-species of fang-bearers. They were just...different. And they were usually kind of violent. He was sure they enjoyed biting people as much as they could, but Zack was sure this school had something against it.

He could see her staring up at the moon. She was obviously thinking of something. Probably some kind of strange fantasy where she bit someone or something like that. She started talking again, and she kept saying 'Sir Whoever' so Zack was sure that meant him. And he didn't really like that name because it didn't really make any sense. "My name is not Sir Whoever, it's Zack." He said, still kepping his eyes on her. He didn't know her name and he doubted he was going to get it this time around. They would probably run into each other again. It only made sense. He was sure that this little girl was first year as well. Otherwise she probably wouldn't have been on the swingset by herself.

Zack could feel his fear somewhat subsiding. So maybe it was just an instant shock kind of thing. "Yes, I do know what the word is, but I think we both understand what you are by now." He said, smirking. Maybe he'd be able to regain his cool if he just started messing with her words. That was very little 'cool' to bring back though. Zack hadn't really gotten to the point where he had that kind of attitude. And now she was laughing. So scaring a boy made her laugh. That was obviously such a good thing. Zack was sure she was going to start messing with him more.

"Scared? Who's scared? Not me." Zack said, as this girl started circling him. He kept his eyes on her as she stopped in front of him and started, i guess, 'checking him out'. So this wasn't looking too good. Zack's eyes even followed her as she leaned up against one of the other poles. And she was telling him not to be scared. "I said I'm not sca.." Zack stopped mid sentence as she lunged at him. Zack moved back like he was dodging a snakebite. It seemed as though she had stopped too. And only on one foot, that's balance. Zack did feel slightly more frightened. He smirked, he figured there was a way to turn this around. "Listen, I know you want to keep getting in close, but first meetings aren't the place to do it." He said. Zack smirked as he tried to hide the small amount of fear that she probably could've seen.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Rules.Rules.Rules. They were the only things stopping most of the children at Hogwarts from acting like wild animals and harassing the other students. It was too bad that Tiffany didn't particularly care for rules. They only interrupted her fun. Back at her muggle school, it didn't feel as though the rules had been given, considering the fact that all of the children acted how they wanted and did what they wanted. There were no rules to break,no chastisements, and no sanity. Tiffany was actually realizing how much better Hogwarts was than her crummy old muggle school.

The boy spoke and the girl smirked at him. It was about time he had told her his name. 'Sir Whoever' was starting to get too long to say. The boy, known as Zack, kept his gaze on Tiffany. She glanced at the ground, figuring that he didn't like her very much. The thought only made her want to grin.

Tiffy frowned up at him. If he knew what the word was, then why couldn't he just say it? It wasn't like the small slytherin girl was going to get angry and attack him if he did. Besides, she liked being a vampire. The girl had yet to meet anymore at Hogwarts. Actually, she had yet to meet any at all. Were there any other vampires at Hogwarts? The thought stuck in her head like glue for a moment. She was pretty sure there were. There were werewolves,weren't there? Oh, the thought of meeting a werewolf! There was a sparkle in Tiffany's eye. That would definitely be an interesting experience. Unless it turned out to be as disappointing as a Friendly Squid. She glanced from the moon back to Zack.

"Scared?Who's Scared? Not me." The boy explained.

Tiffany shook her head. If he was scared all he had to do was admit it. Showing the slightest bit of fear only showed weakness in a person, and boy was he showing it all. She rarely ever got scared, which was why her perspective on fear was such a harsh one. Monsters. Pffft. Yea, right. Tiffany tossed a glance over her shoulder and then back at the boy.If Zack thought that she was "checking him out" then he was dead wrong. Boys were gross. And Tifferly was only trying to entertain herself. She scratched the back of her head. If it wasn't for common sense, she would still be going by ,' Boys have cooties.' She had never been with anyone, and she probably wouldn't be,nor did she want to be. Yessir, Tiffany was going to die an old lady with a million cats. That is, if she could ever get old and if she could ever die. Great, now she was going to be this height forever.Because Tiff was a vampire, she neither got old, nor did she die unless it was caused unnaturally. Sun... Tiffany thought.

Zack leapt back when Tiffany lunged at him and she wanted[/u] to hug herself. What a night! He murmured something and she stopped. "Ew," She responded. Other than the fact, that he still looked scared, changing the subject wasn't going to stop her from having her fun. " And if I wanted to 'get in close',Sir Zack, it would only be to bite you," she explained, putting much enthusiasm on the words ' get in close.' She pulled her hood back on, shielding her eyes again and leaned up against the swingset pole.

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[zackary]

Zack straightened himself back out. So, maybe she was starting to scare him a little. She was kind of weird. But that was fine, no one was actually normal. This was just...I don't know what the word is. Zack looked down at his hand, which seemed to be shaking. He wasn't sure if that was from the cold or from her, either way, he put it into his coat pocket. It was cold out. But that made perfect sense, since it was dark. Dark always makes things colder for some reason. He didn't understand why. Anyways, Zack knew that this girl was just going to mess with him for the rest of the night or something, which was fine with him. She can wear herself out if she wants, Zack was going to take her seat. He walked over to the swing the girl had been sitting on and jumped through from the back to sit on it. It would've been bad if he hadn't tucked his legs, otherwise he would've tripped over the swing on hit the ground with his face.

Now that Zack was sitting comfortably, he looked back up at this girl. She was quite short. Not all that short, but enough for it to be noticeable. It was sort of funny. He had completely ignored everything she said, and was figuring out a way to give it all back. Now came time to think. Zack could tell she was trying to turn the gears in her head. Maybe she was going to attack him when he turned his back. It seemed like it'd make sense. Just like everything else has. "Ya know, it's common for people to 'exchange' names, if you will. Otherwise I may as well call you little girl the rest of the time." Zack said smiling, but not looking up at her. His eyes were staring at the ground. He was thinking of something, mainly, were there other vampires at Hogwarts. Maybe they had their own little club thing.

Ew.

Zack turned his head and looked up. So apparently she didn't like boys. What was she, a child? It was kind of funny, because she seemed to like messing around with them a lot. "And if you bit me, what would happen to you then?" Zack asked, his fear being replaced by sort of an empty feeling. Zack didn't know what was really going on at the moment. He had just been full of emotion and now it seemed to have disappeared. Maybe it'd come back to him. No doubt it would, because he could tell something was going to scare him again. Zack just seemed to be one of those really jumpy kids. He could see her pulling something up and leaning against the swingset. It seemed as if the two of them had switched places.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

As the boys gaze trailed over to his shaking hand, so did Tiffany's. Was he cold? Or was he just scared? He placed his hand back into his pocket and Tiffany bit her lower lip. " Cold?" She asked curiously. Or are you scared of me...? She finished in her head. It wasn't the first time that someone had been afraid of Tiffany, nor would it be the last. Having people afraid of her was nothing, but what people treated her differently...that was something. It rarely happened, because not many people knew that she was a vampire. If they did, then they would certainly treat her as if she had had some strange disease, much like this boy was doing.

She shifted her gaze to the snowy ground and then back up at Zack.With time, Tiffany found herself tugging at her black and blonde coontails. It was a habit that she couldn't give up. A habit that she didn't want to give up. It certainly killed time when there was nothing else to do. Some people bit their nails, white others rambled on and on and on with their sentences. She fiddled with her coontails.The girl blinked and took a glance at the colors. Zack probably couldn't notice them too well in the nighttime, but she could see that they were starting to fade in color. Zach made a sudden movement, that tore Tiffany from her thoughts. She quickly glanced up to see him leaping over a swing and landing gracefully in it. Too bad he tucked his legs in. If he had fallen over the seat,flat on his face, that would have made her night. She looked at him.

"Ya know, it's common for people to 'exchange' names, if you will. Otherwise I may as well call you little girl the rest of the time."

Tiffany had absolutely no problem with him wanting to know her name, but if he ever referred to her as 'Little Girl', she might have gone off on him. Nobody called Tiffany 'little' but herself. She felt like strangling her parents when they did it. Tifferly didn't fancy being little, nor did she fancy be called little. It was an advantage to sneaking around, but when it was time obtain necessary items from high-up places, she was in trouble. A loud sigh escaped her lips and she threw an smirk in his direction. "My name is Tiffany, if you must know."She glanced at him, noticing a smile on his face. Raising an eyebrow, she started to say something, but then stopped.

Tiffany noticed the weird expression that he had given her when she murmured 'ew.' Was it her fault that boys were annoying, and it was only fair to be annoying back? Previous muggle experiences led her to that conclusion. The boys in England were always so " out there." They were all juvenile and acted out to show off only for their friends. The girls, however, gossiped and whispered to each other and never spoke out of their own cliche-just as annoying as well. Personally, Tiffany didn't want friends period. Not a muggle one anyway. They would only end up backstabbing her. Someone at Hogwarts might be fine, though Tiff hadn't really thought about it. She'd probably have random people who she spoke to, but getting to close would only end up in having someone hurt or worse.

"And if you bit me, what would happen to you then?"Zack asked.

Tiffany looked at him, a prominent smirk on her face. "Well,Sir Zack, it's more like what would happen to you?"Tiffany might have gotten expelled from Hogwarts and ended up back in a muggle school again. She frowned. That was the last thing she wanted. Zack,however, would either be dead or a vampire. But even an idiot could figure that out.



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Zack looked down at the ground again. The snow seemed to make a small circle around where the swing was. It was both cool and strange at the same time. Almost like someone rolled in a circle under the swing. That would've looked very weird. His eyes remained on the small circle, but slowly began to move across the ground. He didn't know what he was looking for. His gaze came up on the shoes of the girl. They were almost the same color as the snow. He didn't know if that was from the snow or what they were actually colored. "Yes...yes, I'm cold." Zack spoke. He rolled his head on his shoulders and his head rest back at the front of his body and his gaze was on the lake. He was almost sure that he saw something come out of the water. Or maybe he was just seeing things, because it would've come with a splash.

He heard a loud sigh and turned his head up to look at this girl. She claimed to call herself Tiffany, and Zack would be fine with taking that for now. Her smirking made Zack think she was mocking him or something. He wasn't sure of why she would be though. He could see her starting to say something but she just seemed to stop. "Yes?" he asked. He stared at her for a couple more seconds before turning his attention back to the ground. Something about it was mesmerizing to him. He kicked his foot and sent a little snow flying, and then began to rock the swing back and forth.

He had began to contemplate things. Zack really didn't have any friends here and he didn't expect to have too many by the end of his first term, if he even had one. It didn't bother him too much. I mean, it had only been a few weeks since he arrived, so there was still time. And the classes seemed like they weren't that hard, but then again, it was close to the holidays, so the teachers would probably ease up on the younger students. It just kind of seemed that way.

"it's more like what would happen to you"

Zack looked back up at Tiffany. She was really trying to mess with his head. And for the most part, it had worked. But now Zack had taken time to sit and think, so he was sure he could come out of this not looking like a complete pansy or something. "Well that depends really....I could stop you." he said. Zack had, by now, put his other hand in his pocket. Too bad there was no hood or anything on this jacket. It probably would've come in handy. Anything that could cover his ears probably would.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Zack seemed to be fascinated in the ground for some reason. Tiffany couldn't see why. It was just plain white snow. She glanced at it a couple of times. Yeap. Just plain snow. Nothing was going to jump out of it anytime soon. She watched as his eyes trailed from the snow to the her shoes. Nothing fascinating there either. Just a pair of old,dirty chucks. Tiffany raised an arched eyebrow at him again and leaned up against the pole.Zack murmured something and she glanced back. Yea,okay. She thought in response to his answer.

Tiff followed his gaze to the lake for a moment,after hearing a sudden sound. She immediately thought-Giant Squid! She had the sudden urge to sprint over to the lake and take a look. She frowned for a moment, Wasn't the lake frozen? How would she be able to see anything through the thick ice? Sighing, her blue eyes found their way back to Zack. Maybe it was the Giant Squid trying to break the ice? She thought,still hoping that it wasn't friendly. Maybe then,it could jump out and eat the annoying little kids who were overcrowding it. Tiffany smirked.

There was another sound and she stepped to the side as a glob of snow flew her way. Yea,um,thanks... She said in her head , now too lazy to speak. Now, Zack was swinging on the swing and she was standing up. Watching the swing go back and forth, Tiffany shifted her weight from her right foot to her left. She wanted to sit down now. Typical Tiffany; Stay on a swing too long, get butt cramps. Stand up for too long, get lazy. She took a side-glance at the shiny silver slide behind her. Maybe she could sit on that. Ugh. But it required leg power to get to the top. And once she got to the top she would probably figure that it was hard work and "accidentally" slide down,having to repeat the process all over again.

"Yes?" Zack said.

Apparently, he had noticed that Tiffany was about to say something. She shook her head. She had forgotten what she was going to say anyway. " Nothing..."Tiff added. There was a small silence again. Nothing but that annoying creaking sound of the swing that Tiffany would have to get use to. She slid down against the pole of the swingset and pulled her knees up to her chest,wrapping her arms around them. If she thought it was hard to look up at Zack before, now she really had to look up at him.So, she just stared ahead like a mindless twit.

Tiffany could tell that Zack knew that she was trying to mess with his head. If his body language didn't show him trying to push it off, his next response did. Tiffany was quiet for a moment. Oh,watcha gonna do? Hex me? She rested her head on her knees,forced to stare down at the ground. "How so,Sir Zack?" Tiffany asked him, curiously looking up.She tilted her head to the side,waiting for a response.

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"Nothing..."

Zack just sort of nodded his head. She was lying. There was something there. She was going to ask him something. Maybe she felt like it wasn't necessary or something. He heard crunching and figured that Tiffany was shifting around in the snow. She had been standing around for a little bit. Maybe she should've sat down by now. Zack had certainly done that. He really couldn't stand for too long. Maybe he had weak legs or something. He was still slightly swinging back and forth. The creaking was starting to become a little too much for him. It was such an annoying noise. He glanced sideways just in time to see Tiffany sliding down to the ground. So she'd finally decided to sit down. Zack could tell she was trying not to look at him.

She was apparently trying to hide in her arms and legs. Okay, maybe not in them. But on top of them. And she just seemed to keep staring ahead. Zack figured she was probably staring at the lake or something. Maybe she'd seen what he'd seen. But he was sure he was seeing things, considering the lake, for the most part, was iced over. Zack could feel himself slightly drifting off. The thing was, he didn't feel all too tired.

"How so"

Zack turned his attention back down to Tiffany. "How so? Well..first of all..i believe there is a height disadvantage for you, so you should probably consider that." He said, smirking. He could see that she was also making eye contact with him. Zack just stared for a couple of minutes and then leaned back yawning. Only problem was, he was still in the swing. As Zack leaned back, the swing went forwards and he fell off the back of it onto his..well...back.

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Tiffany could tell that the silly boy hadn’t believed her when she replied. She didn’t lie often unless it was something that really benefited her , and at the current moment, nothing she said or lied about would be to her benefit. The small girl sighed and let the wind rustle her hair a bit. She had grown use to the creaking sound of the swing before her.

Zack’s next response made her want to kick something. She peered up at him with blue angry eyes. If he had any common sense, he’d have known that height barely had anything to do with it. Strength.&&.Wits was pretty much it. Seeing as she was a vampire and he wasn’t, she should be stronger than him, right? A mere human. And judging from his previous responses and lack of knowledge, she was smarter than him, right? She shrugged at her second thought. For all she knew, he could have been one of those know-it-all Ravenclaw’s. Then, he may just have been smarter than her, just not in the vampire category. She sighed and smirked, letting him believe what he wanted to believe. She wouldn’t say anything. Tiffany wouldn’t say one thing to him. He would find out what his silly little “height advantage” would do when she came after him, pushing the rules to the side. He was ignorant and that would probably be something that would get him into trouble in the future.

"Already been considered." Tiffany replied, leaving it at that. Go head, make my day[ or night].Make me mad enough to bite you. We’ll see what you’ll say then… She thought, leaning her head up against the pole again. After his last little comment, she didn’t half mind being put out of Hogwarts for retaliating. She was about to add something when there was a loud thump.

The Bigger you are, the harder you fall.

Tiffany glanced up to see the boy sprawled out on his back. “Idiot. You don’t lean back in a swing,” She mumbled, in between small laughs. No,no. Don’t get her wrong. She wasn’t laughing with him, she was laughing at him. She shook her head and stood up. Mwah!. The swing was hers now. Taking a glance at the fool on the ground, she shrugged. She did kinda feel sorry for him. Ignorant and uncoordinated. Almost without thinking, Tiffany extended her arm to help him up. Karma was a definite bish. He commented on her height, and surely later fell out of a swing.

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[zackary]

Zack's eyes opened slowly and at first he see a blur, but his vision began to fix itself. It wasn't that far of a fall, but it did hurt his back. He was sure he'd heard laughing coming from before. And Zack knew who exactly was making that noise. It's not like anyone else was there with him and Tiffany. So obviously she had some kind of karmatic revenge on him. He would've figured she would've left him on the ground and taken the swing back. That apparently wasn't the case. Zack was sure that it was a hand he saw gestured forward as a sign of 'let me help you up'. It was that or he'd get halfway up and she'd drop him. Zack stared at Tiffany's hand for a second, deciding whether or not to take it, but he decided not to. At least while he was on the ground he wouldn't have to worry about falling off of anything. "No, it's ok. I think I'll just stay here the rest of the time. It's...safer down here." Zack said, with a small smile at the last bit.

He pulled his arms up and intertwined his fingers behind his head. He needed something other than the ground to rest it on. Now all Zack could see ahead of him was the moon, the stars, and a couple of clouds passing by. Not exactly the most exciting thing to watch, but definately something that many people usually take the time to look at. He knew that this girl was probably getting something new ready after Zack's comment about height. So maybe there were other things. I mean, she could've jumped on his shoulders and done it. Zack would actually be pretty fine with it unless he died. I mean, it's not that he was hoping it would happen. But it would be some strange experience. "Well...After thinking it over, maybe height isn't the only factor. I mean...You could probably like...jump on me or kick me 'til I'm down. You know, whatever floats your boat." He spoke raising his arm and using his finger to trace some stars. It probably looked really strange, but there weren't a bunch of people to see him doing it. Just one.

Zack decided that it was going to be annoying to his hands to lay with them behind his head for a while, so as he dropped his tracing hand down, he brought it back to aid the other in pulling his hood up onto his head. That was a helpful cushion. And now his hands were free. So....He crossed them on his chest. He really wasn't sure of what to think about now. I mean, he'd already pretty much disspelled the chance of being attacked by this girl, and he was sure she knew it to. "Ya know...um..."

[Tiffany Sparxx]

Ugh. Ungreatful git.

When someone tries to help you up, you let them, right? Apparently not, considering Zach’s reaction. At the moment, she was only two seconds away from stepping on him, and with Tiffany’s strength and anger put together, she might have just broken each of his ribs. Rolling her eyes, she sat onto the swing, careless of him being directly under her. These were the times when she wished that her legs were longer so that every time the swing swung back, she would end up kicking him. She directed her gaze over to the lake and embraced the temporary sound of the creaking swing. As long as he wasn’t speaking, she could deal with the annoying creaks.

A small sigh escaped her lips. She couldn’t blame him for wanting to remain under the swing, thinking that it was safer. She couldn’t tell if he was talking about falling off of the swing again [if he ever got it back] or from her. Either was an exception, however, Tiffany liked the second one much better. It was definitely more truthful.

Tiffany gripped the ropes a little tighter and leaned back, kicking her legs a little higher. This is what Sir Zack had failed to do. Now they weren’t dealing with the small little creaks, it was long , eerie ones. As the girl pumped her legs to make the swing go higher and higher, she dared the boy to get up. He would get what he deserved if she ended up kicking him in the face, and she wouldn’t fail to try. She let her legs dangle for a bit, letting the swing sway her back and forth by itself for awhile. A long shadow darted across the grounds before the lake and she smirked. It was probably another student. Tiffany blinked. A second one surely followed. She was suddenly glad that she didn’t end up at the lake after all. It would probably be just as crowded as it was during the daytime.

“Well, after thinking it over, maybe height isn’t the only factor. I mean, you could probably, like jump on me or kick me ’til I’m down. Ya know, whatever floats your boat.

She ignored this little comment for a while. Why would she childishly jump on this guy and kick him until he was down? First of all, after jumping on him he would already be down. And second, so much movement for one person was unnecessary. She looked back and scowled, noticing his arm in the air, pointing up at something. She turned back around and threw a single glance up. Stars. Big deal. They were much more enjoyable when she was alone. The swing had stopped and she kicked her legs back and forth to keep it going. She could hear the boy making much movement from behind her and she kicked a little harder. If she was lucky, the sound of the swing would overpower the sound of his shuffling. Sir Zack murmured something. Something that made absolutely no sense.

Tiffany twitched and let her legs dangle again. “…What?” She said impatiently. ‘Ya know…um….’ wasn’t a complete sentence and made no sense, therefore, she couldn’t comprehend it. Unless he was trying to say something and was too scared to say it. Like admitting he was afraid of Tiffany after all. [:


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Zack tried to suck himself in a little. So she did end up taking the swing. And now she was swinging back and forth and they both knew that her legs were coming awfully close. He was sure that she was probably thinking about it or having some strange thought about being able to hit him. And the creaking from that swing just kept coming. It was like a double-threat. Either his ears would suffer or his lower body would suffer. "Well, I thought I'd stay on the ground so I wouldn't have to fall off that thing again. But I think the noise it's making is even worse than falling off again." He said, cringing at the creak again. It was unbearable, especially when there was no other sound to attempt to cover it up. Maybe that's why he tried to talk so much when it creaked. And now the creaks were getting longer. Great, just what Zack needed. As well as Tiffany was now swinging pretty far, back and forth. Getting up now would surely result in a head loss or something.

He tried to keep as low to the ground as he could and just kept staring up. She wasn't even swinging her legs for Zack anymore so much as letting them dangle, which meant that it could hurt more than an aimed kick. There wasn't really anything to say at this point. She'd seemed to have a retort to everything, and anything, Zack said. Almost like she was inside his mind, which admittedly would be kind of creepy. He had been paying attention to the way the swing was going. It was slightly mesmorizing. But Zack didn't drift off too much.

He knew she had seen no sense in what he'd last said. Neither did he. Zack was sure that he was going to say something but completely blanked at the last second. As Tiffany and the swing came back towards him, he put his foot up and hooked the swing before it could go up over him. "See? Problem solved." He said with a smirk on his face. Zack didn't really wasn't sure of what was going to happen to Tiffany when he did this, however.