Room of Requirement

My smile widens, "I love you."

"I love you too!"

Hmmm.... I don't know what to say...

Ooc cut?

Sure!

Ooc so what next?

Hmmmm.... Should Sam run into Sylvester somehow? Test herself? (And hopefully Crest is holding up on his word.

Ooc good call!  where should we do that?

Hmmm........ One of the courtyards?

Ooc okay, you post first!

A shining grand piano took up the majority of the room soft purple light illuminating the room. She sat at infont of the ivory keys her delicate fingers playing a soft melody.

Ooc and now for something completely different :3

Ic

An odd looking boy stepped inside. By all accounts he appeared the same as any other child but he moved with a sickening silent grace. He had long flowing white hair and pale skin and a predatory look in his eye.

He had made his way inside to cave him.

Amy's hands continued across the ebony and ivory keys with out looking up "you know its not very polite to walk in on someone with out announcing your presence."

The boy looked back at her getting on all fours and snarled like an unchained wild beast, approaching her just close enough to sniff her.

She looked curious at the boy sticking her hand out as though to a dog.

With that he leaned his head back, revealing inhumane fangs that he tried to bite into her hand. He had grown past the need for life force. Now he needed physical nourishment.

She snatched her hand back lightning quick almost marvelling at him " how peculiar... do you speak?"

He stood on two legs, "yes... I did not recognize you, blood drinker. It has been some time since I've seen one since I left the western world."

She grinned a little "we dont like to make ourselves known that much... so if you're not one of us what does that make you?"

"I'm not surprised you don't know my kind. I don't estimate many of my kind did survive after the settlers and native tribes clashed..."

"I am a wendigo... Of course, this form is not my real one, but it makes for easier hunts."

Violet eyes widened in surprise "I've never met a wendingo before.. though I have read a bit on your kind.. quite interesting.. so what brings you to Hogwarts?"

"Steady food supply mostly... However your skin is far too hard to do anything about."

The beast moved his white hair off his shoulder, "you vampires, ALWAYS seemed blessed for survival..."

She smirked fingers dancing across the keys in a light scale "it's a talent really."

"And us wendigos need to constantly feed to survive..." He stated enviously as he bared his teeth. They almost appeared like dear teeth but more sharp.

"I think you'll find quite a variety of food for your liking around here" she eyes were devilish.