Middle Court Yard

ooc bright light at a vampire?! mean.

ic
I watch him with a small smile on my lips. I wasnt really trying, but i had to admit it was nice to throw spells at crest. he had annoyed me so much recently. after a minute, i waved my wand and lifted the spell.
'Are you done yet? Im better than you will expect. remember; i have beaten my brother in a duel before.'

OOC Oh right! Forgot!

IC

"I'm never done until I'm dead." I stad up and brush myself off. "But this battle has already served it's purpose."

'and what was the perpose?'

"To test your combat effectiveness. You're a good fighter for certain."

'thanks. I guess.'

"Let's get one thing clear though. I don't trust you. If you assist us in earnest, that may be subject to change."

"But that's the only chance you get with me. Don't blow it."

OOC I gtg bye!

'its more of a chance than i deserve, so i wont waste it. i promise.'

ooc byee

"Yes it is more of a chance than you deserve." I agree.

'just remember this, crest. everyone makes mistakes. everyone. im sure people have had to forgive you of things. Humanity is about making mistakes and learning from them. so just...give me some slack. i am trying.'

"The only person who I need forgiveness from is already past."

Crouch needed a Ravenclaw for the next phase of his plan to commence. But who and where?

I'm reading my book in the courtyard, making it very obvious that I am, indeed, a Ravenclaw.

"Good day Haven..." I smile at her but it seemed much more insane than normal. It was as though rationality had completely fled him.

I don't even look up from my book as I say, "Hello, Crouch..."

I knock the book out of her hands, "You have something I need.."

I look up at Crouch, not showing any real emotion... Yet. "And that would be...?"

"I need access to the Ravenclaw commonroom, and you're going to give it to me."

"Why would you need it?"

"I'm going the Prometheus route, I'm going to give fire to the people..." I smile dangerously.

"Well, you're not getting it from me..." I pick up my book and start reading it again.

I grab her hair and make her look up, "I don't recall asking your permission..."

I cringe, looking at him with serious, intellectual eyes. "I know you didn't. I was informing you that I'm not giving it to you."

I lick my lips, "Say, are you familiar with abstract art?"

"Of course I am... What, are you going to threaten me that you're going to make my face look like one of Pablo Picasso's paintings if I don't tell you?"

"Well actually I was GOING to say your whole head... "