3:45 P.M. Dungeons Corridor

[Bram Busby]

It was a wonder how a school so moronic could stand to see the day. There Bram stood, in the Dungeons of Hogwarts. His back pressed against the wall and his hands remained crossed over his neatly ironed uniform. A uniform he wasn't accustomed to wearing for over five years now. From his robes down to his trousers. "tch" he sucked his teeth loudly, eyes peering bitterly at the end of the hall. Where the hell was that bitch anyway? She wasn't in the common rooms, and his mood was begining to sour in his search for her. If Vincent hadn't warned him that she shouldn't be harmed, he'd have just kept her chained up somewhere in these Dungeons. It seemed a more effective way to keep that lousy brat under his watch.

But noooo. Instead he had to go around everywhere and chase her. Just my bloody luck. Though he was bitter about the stiuation, he'd never openly admit it to Vincent. Such disobedience was frowned upon, and Bram would NEVER intend on doing so.

[julianne]

Wasn’t really sure what she was doing down her might have been because she was bored she decided to walk around and see where her feet brought her. But now that she was down her she could listen to some music and she slipped her head phones on her ears and walked down. Her father was a muggle and she just did not understand why wizards did not up grade yet like muggles did. Life was so much easier with all those things from home but she had to keep them home expect for her music that was one thing that she got to hide.

After being down with all her classes she had change and then took her walk. Julianne didn’t like to be stuck in her uniform all day long it was boring. She wished she could find someone but she about that she would be able to see anyone at this school. There was always the choice of going back to the room and writing a letter to her mother if she wanted to it wasn’t until she saw a guy. He was new she guessed he was in her house thought but he looked to be really mad. So Julianne figured maybe it wasn’t best for her to talk to him because she didn’t really want to get involve with someone would look to want to kill everyone. So she looked to the side and slowly walk pasted him hoping for god sakes he would yell at her. She didn’t even know him but some people knew that her father was a muggle and she like muggles a bit more the wizards.

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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 276. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Bram. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[Bram Busby]

Bram uninterestedly watched the girl. He assumed she was stupid because noone in their right minds acted that way. The way she slowly walked past him and watched him was eerie and aggravated him beyond words. Typical Bram instinct would be to cuss her out. But his obligations prevented this habit from surfacing. His purpose was to watch the brat and nothing else. But if this moron intended on lingering around him any longer, he would have no choice but to expell it from the face of the earth... or... just far far away from him.

Unless... He seemed out of place? Was this unnatural behavior? Bram unfolded his arms and scratched the top of his head in deep thought. The brat would have to inform him on typical student behavior if he intended on carrying out his masters plan successfully.

[julianne]

The guy didn’t even belong her he didn’t act like student he act like teacher and not any kind of teacher but one that hate stupid she shook her head to herself and sat down on a bench leaning again the wall as she pulled out her music player aka an iPod. A muggle thing her friend her would find it so interesting and she could not see why just a place where she could keep her music but she didn’t want her thought to stay on the man. He was creep her out she did not understand why he was Hufflepuff. After seeing what he looked like she would have thought that kid would be place in Slytherin.

This school was so weird why did her mother well her mother family want her to go here. She was more of a muggle the wizard and now she had to be worried about going outside because of creature. She moved and pick up a newspaper as she looked and read the story. “Werewolves, this school is more like fairly tale with an unhappy ending” she said to herself out load because yes she did talk to herself it was normal for people talk to themselves even when the thought something was so stupid.

Julianne moved and looked over at the picture she didn’t even know what a real werewolf looked like expect for the movies and books but she was to see one up. Really up close to see what they looked like but that would never happen. Not her nor would anyone let her and then there was that risk of her being change not going to happen she like how she was wasn’t going to change that for anyone. Julianne took that page off the paper and ripped it off. Whatever the animals wanted to do maybe it was just best for them to do and leave them alone. Maybe someone should find out what they real wanted and then maybe we would give it to them or not. Julianne sighed to herself and she looked down.

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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 349. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Bram. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[Bram Busby]

Lord... now she was sitting around him reading to herself.. OUTLOUD. His brow furrowed and he stared at her trying to figure out what the hell she was up to. Was she onto something he wasn't aware of? Was this her coy way of telling him she knew more than she was letting on. That bitch... he cursed in his head. His obligations prevented him from associating with others but.. if this girl knew more than she looked like she knew.. then she was a possible threat. A threat he couldn't afford to have around. "...." He slowly approached her, giving her the stink eye as he walked up to her. What could possibly be in that bird brain of hers?

".. Fairytale?" he questioned. Was fairy tale a code name that he was missing.. Was it code name for the current plots... itcouldnt be... could it? As he racked his brain, attempting to make sense of the codes, he noticed an unusal object in her lap. That was.... well... he didn't know but it was something horrible wasn't it? Some sort of contraption that did... bad things? "Thats---" He started but stopped himself. He must have looked crazy, he had to keep his cool. "W-well whaddaya have there?" he asked hesitantly, attempting to add something close to a smile. It looked more like a mix of confusion and disgust.

[julianne]

She soon felt really uncomfortable when he walked over to her. He looked like he was going either yell or hit her either one she didn’t want to be a part of. “Yes fairy tale you heard right though I’m not sure what you care” she said looking at him with a soft look. She wasn’t mean to people but this kid was weird he wasn’t normal. It was like he didn’t even belong here. Well she didn’t have any room to talk Julianne came to Hogwarts late but still why was he here. Most students didn’t hang out in the dungeons unless they were up to something.

Her thought were broken when she looked at his eyes and saw that he was not looking at her face more to what she had in her lap. This was not half blood most likely was a pureblood. Her hand moved on and she picked up her iPod “It’s an IPod something that plays music, like a radio or CD player” she said as Julianne pulled the plug from where the head phones where and music start to fill the room the song was ‘What It’s Like by Everlast. “It’s fine if you don’t know, I doubt it would really would since it’s a muggle thing. What did you think this was?” looking back down at the newspaper and then back at him “Why are you here? You don’t seem to want to be here and you are 7th year, why are you here?” she knew he didn’t have to answer the question it just bother her that he seemed to hate here and he never looked to be happy.

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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 278. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Bram. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[Bram Busby]

Her answer was abrupt, and short... he knew from these reactions that it meant she knew more than she was letting on. Sneaky wench.. he tutted in his head. It appeared that the brat wasn't the only one who needed to be watched carefully. The moment she pulled the plugs out of her ears the room filled with a buzzing loud obnoxious sound. Bram frowned, he couldn't see the appeal though he was sure this was a temporary distraction from the truth. As if that was its only function. He made a mental note to later remove this 'Ipod' thing and play with it to learn its secrets. Her questions caught him off guard, question after question... what was this, a trial? Bram glared at her. Those were the exact questions he was intending on asking HER. Miss sits around with Ipod and newspaper speaking in code..

"What the hell is with all the questions, are you accusing me of something?" he raised a brow at her and got a little closer to intimidate her a bit. "What do you think im doing here? A guy cant wait around here all of a sudden but its okay for you to listen to your contraption." he spat bitterly, purposely kicking up a fuss to buy him time for a real story why he was there. What did she mean WHY he was there? Did she mean in the school or just the Dungeons. Perhaps this was why Vincent forbade him with associating with others. He whimpered in his head, it was too late now, he would have to accept whatever happened to him.

[julianne]

Julianne looked up at him and then thought for a second “Is there something that you should be accused for? There just simple question, i don’t really see the big issue about it but you like your hiding something. And well to be truthful you are in Hufflepuff and so arm i and well it kind of odd that you are. Most Hufflepuff seemed to but more happy and you seem kind of dull like you should have been in Slytherin” she said looking at him and then she stood up moving and grabbing her iPod and looking at him. She might be just a half blood but she knew when something was not right.

She moved and slipped her IPod in her pocket and then moved a couple of steps away from him “Maybe you should learn how to act like a real student instead and some kind of adult. Really who do you think your faking at all mean and grumpy is only going to have more people look over at you and wondered what is wrong with you” she said moving and walking over to her dorm.

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i stand at ten feet tall but its only 190. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Bram. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0

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[Bram Busby]

Bram felt his heart palpitate, Faking? HIM. Unconsciously he felt himself look away, hand reaching his head and scratching just behind his ear. He needed to get out of this situation, she knew too much and his refusal to answer was not remedying the situation. in fact it was ruining it. What would his master do? By the time he looked up she was already walking away. Damn bitch. Didn't even give him a chance to think. Clumsily he followed after her, he came up behind her and placed a hand against the wall blocking her exit with his outstretched hand. He stared at her sincerely and managed to stutter out

"I-Im........... waiting for a girl". Well, that much wasn't false but, this put him in an unfavorable position or playing a set role to a said person whom he despised. Idiot Busby Idiot he shouted in his head, he would have beat himself if he could, or atleast asked Vincent to do so. But alas.. he couldn't. Bashfully he looked down ashamed at the predicament he had put himself in."you're right.. I am dull... which is why I thought my chances of getting closer to her were higher if I transferred here." he shrugged, bashfully "Yknow being closer in terms of school might have .. I dont know.. elevated our relationship?" he felt his cheeks burn red, he was embarrased for reasons beyond his explainations, but it did help him act the part. "It's stupid, I know" he shook his head to himself, chuckling a little foolishly. He removed the hand from the wall and moved away a bit so the girl could leave if she wanted.

"Sorry to bother you" he apologized. Maybe if he played his cards right she could help him in locating the wench and all this madness wouldn't have been a complete waste.