A Brush With Reality

[Stefan Archer]

The day was still young and few people were awake. Stefan Archer had never moved faster in his life. He'd had an awful night, and gone to a weird room on one of the higher floors. He'd been in pain. And to anyone who actually knew what was wrong with him, would know that he'd been in pain and how much it was. He'd taken bandages and placed them around his waist and his arm. It didn't help much, it gave a little extra support, but Stefan was still in pain. But now it was different. Some girl, had walked in on him putting on the bandages and Stefan knew he wasn't a convincing liar. It was just how it was. Stefan tried to lie, but he knew that the girl most likely saw right past him. Stefan however would still not say the truth. He would not say what had really happened to him. To cause his thin frame, his pale face, the black eye, the bruise on the side of his cheek, the scars on his hand, his bruised arm and chest. He didn't think for one, that the person would want to hear it anyway. He knew most would accuse him of lying, trying to get attention. But the colourblind boy wouldn't lie about that. If he did finally say.

The school was quiet. The colourblind boy was looking all around him, to be sure he was not alone and not followed. He did not want a repeat of the night. He didn't need something like that. He just wanted to sit down, and calm down. Regain his normal heart rate, and his normal breathing pattern. But Stefan just kept moving. Perhaps the dorm room would be best. But he wasn't tired. Stefan was dressed, to a point. He was shoeless. Wearing socks, but no shoes. And his t-shirt and jumper hung loosely on him. Exposing a dark bruise on his shoulder. Stefan didn't bother to change anything. He would just lie about it. Say something else had happened. Say that he had fallen over. Something plausible. After all the bandages that were on the worst effected area were covered by his clothes. As Stefan passed the Great Hall, he wondered about a friend. A girl he had met, a hufflepuff called Kate. He liked her. She had seemed like someone he could be easily friends with. Stefan wondered if maybe he would see her if he was in the Great Hall. A place he did not often go.

Stefan stepped into the Great Hall. It was pretty much empty. Apart from a few older students clearly revising. Stefan had memorised where the Slytherin table was, so walked towards it without much hesitation. He didn't know where the hufflepuff table was, just that it was close by. Stefan sighed to himself, when he could spot no sign of the hufflepuff girl, anywhere he looked. He just sat down and put his head on the table. He was now a little tired. But the smell of bread filled his nostrils, and made him sit up. If there was one thing that Stefan loved most about being at school, it was the food. He loved food. But it was something that was rare for him at most. Just enough to survive. His father always said. Barely Stefan thought to himself. "It's barely enough, dad" Stefan whispered. Unaware that he'd spoken it. Stefan took the bread and took a large bite. He wasn't fussed about food. Life had taught him to not be. And his sight. He wasn't always sure what he was eating, but it didn't really matter as long as it was food.

 

[Kate Archer]

Kate walked into the great hall it was relitiavly early so there wasn't much people there she looked around the room and saw her friend Stefan they didn't really know each other but he seemed nice and there was ssomething mysterious about him she wasn't sure if she was allowed sit at the Slytherin table but she just pushed that thought out of her mind she walked over to him and now she could see him more clearly she saw another batch of bruises all around him since she had last seen him she was worried about him "Hey Stefan"Kate said waving "Do you mind if I join you"Kate asked

 

[Stefan Archer]

Taking another large bite of the bread Stefan ate in silence, ignoring all those around him. He wasn't bothered by eating alone. At times he preferred it. And on this day, he preferred it. He just needed time to calm down. To regather his thoughts. But, this was interrupted when he heard a familiar voice sounding behind him. Stefan looked round and felt a smile spread across his face. He as happy to see her. If a little surprised. It wasn't like most to be up early. But then he was, so he wasn't really in a position to make assumtions. He did smile at the girl. Kate. A girl he'd met the last time he'd been out during the holidays. She had been nice, and Stefan had enjoyed her company. So he nodded to her, and moved along to give her a place to sit.

It was weird to think how far he'd actually come, he knew that had this girl walked up to him a few months before that he would've slowly edged away. Fear in his eyes, and a sense that she would hate him. Now, he could at least be calm around her. He didn't think that she was working with his dad, or trying to make him do something stupid. Or even trying to get his secrets to spread them around the world. It was a happy thought. He was glad that he could finally say he trusted some people a little. And the girl had done nothing to scare him. Although, his confidence was still lower than it had been when he'd first met her. He was slightly nervous, and became aware of his exposed, bruised shoulder. He put down his bread and adjusted the jumper.

"Hey Kate" Stefan muttered quietly. "Sure" He added. "What brings you here so early?" Stefan asked, smiling at her. He was happy to see a friend. Someone to take his mind off everything that had happened. Even though they'd only met once before, and Stefan was now in a completely different state it was good. He wondered if she'd noticed the bruises on his shoulder, or if she'd noticed his black eye. He wasn't fussed about it. He could think straight. An excuse would be easier to come by now than it had been before. Minutes before. Stefan knew it was easier to notice than before. For one, the Slytherin boy sat up straight. Not one bend in his back, so he wouldn't put pressure on his chest, and he moved slowly.

Being a poor liar, meant that it was clear that Stefan was in some sort of pain. Whether it was very clear or just a little, would depend on the person he was sitting with. How they noticed it. If they noticed it. Stefan remember that Kate, had asked before why he looked sad, and although he'd lied to her, she hadn't pushed the subject, and for that, Stefan was grateful. He much rathered someone who didn't push the subject than someone who did. Stefan knew it was weird to think along such lines as that, where he rathered someone that didn't ask, but then it really he didn't have to face it, or lie about it. It just made things easier

 

[Kate Archer]

"Thanks"Kate said sitting down he looked in worse shape than she thought and she knew he was trying to hide his pain "Do you want to get something for your eye"She asked a bit worried she knew there was something sinister about his bruises but like last time she didn't push it if he wanted to tell her he would of but if things got worse she would really have to ask him anyway that would hopefully not happen for a long time "I always get up early it doesn't matter if I've been up late the night before I always wake up early"Kate said it was a nuisance waking up early all the time but it was nice to be up when the castle was nice and quiet she took some bread and started eating "So what brings you here so early.?"Kate asked retuning his question

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan shock his head. From experience, Stefan had learned to stay well away from creams meant to help. He wasn't sure how anything was meant to help. It was after all a black eyes that had formed quite some time before. But, Stefan knew that creams would be useless, and he didn't know of any magical spells that would help him. None that he was willing to so openly try. And none that a first year slytherin would be able to do. Stefan wasn't too bothered. He knew how to live with bruises. It would hurt, but he was used to it. "No, it's fine. It looks worse than it is." Stefan muttered taking a bite of his bread. Letting the thick aroma fill his nostrils and warm every part of his body. Stefan nodded to her as she spoke. He was sitting straight, and holding himself, so that he wouldn't hurt. So he wasn't so much in pain. It was a pretty difficult thing to do, since, pain came when trying to find comfort. It was a little odd, to think of it in such a way, but Stefan knew. He knew how and why he hurt. And how best to avoid sharp pains. It was why, Stefan sat with his left hand on the table. And apart from his fingers did not move it. His right hand, was where the maze of scars lived. It was where he had the most scars. Falling through glass had caused that. It was now more visible than it had been the previous term, because he'd managed to lose all the colour he had gotten during the holidays. Stefan however ignored it all and just ate. He wondered what it would be like to be Kate. To lead a life like that. Where a nuisance, was waking up early. It was refreshing to him. It wasn't someone, who was completely opposite from him, or similar, it was just a girl, who was nice, who had a normal life. From what he could tell. If course, like she didn't know who he was, he didn't know who she was.

"me?" Stefan knew he could say. He wanted to say what had really happened. I couldn't sleep. I was in pain. I got lost. I then bandaged up my arm and my chest. Some girl called Sam saw me. I'm scared Was what he wanted to say. "I just woke up. I was really hungry. Like, so hungry, so I just came here." was what Stefan actually said. He took a bite of the bread. It wasn't a lie, not really. Just simplfied. It was also from Stefan's small frame that he would be hungry. "It's very quiet at this hour. I had expected to eat alone. Not any more." Stefan smiled at his friend. "How were the remainder of your holidays?" Stefan asked. Keeping an eye on his jumper sleeve. He didn't want it to ride up and show the bandages. It would be a difficult thing to explain. And Stefan didn't want to. He just wanted to talk to Kate, without thinking about what was wrong him.

 

[Kate Archer]

"Oh okay if your sure"Kate said looking at the bruises once more they must be hurting she would be crying her eyes out if she had bruises like that Same I'm always hungry in the morning"Kate said picking up some more food once again she knew he wasn't telling the full truth but again she decided to leave it."No you don't your stuck with me"Kate said smiling back at Stefan she knew they would be good friends she had never had a boy as a friend in primary school everybody immediatly thought you were boyfriend and girlfriend but gladly it wasn't the same here."Well I went to my house in England and spent the rest of my holidays there"Kate said the word England and home didn't sound right in the same sentence she sighed she knew Sara wasn't coping with the house but she would have to get used to "So hows life"Kate asked hoping he didn't think her weird for using that expression

 

[Stefan Archer]

After finishing the first bit of bread, Stefan felt no guilt in taking a second. It was in fact the fact he could have seconds whichmade the boy happy. It a small thing and to most completely irrelvant, but Stefan loved it. He took a large bite and ate as he listened to Kate speak. He nodded. And gave a small laugh. "I don't mind being stuck with you." Stefan said smiling at his friend. He took another bite of his bread. It was weird to him that he had friends. People he could talk to. People who would listen if he chose to speak. Stefan didn't think that Kate cared much about how he actually looked in terms of bruises. He didn't know if she could take it or understand it if he did say what was wrong with his life. Stefan took another bite. Stefan enjoyed being friends with people. He had never given much thought to friends until he'd gotten his letter and he had thought that it would take a little while before he made any friends but it had been pretty easy. A lot easier than he had thought. But this did not bother Stefan he was glad that it had been easier. He just enjoyed making friends even though it did scare him. A lot more than it would scare any other person. As he listened to her speak he realised she disn't sound English.

"No offense, but you don't sound English. Irish right?" Stefan hoped he wasn't being too personal, asking questions and being curious. But Stefan was. He knew it was normal for friends to ask somewhat personal questions. To her question Steran had a long list of things to say about his life. I'm bruised, beaten, colourblind, slytherin, and I have no mother. My life is great. Stefan thought to himself but that would not be something he would say. To say that would be weird and Srefan didn't want to scare her he knew eventually would when she found out about him or saw the bruises. "Life? It's uhm." Stefan started."It could be better. I mean for starters I could have normal sight but I don't. Apart from that life is fine. What about for you?" stefan shrugged he knew life could be a lot better for him. He'd gotten quite a losey lot from life. He had little in his life that he thought was good. At least he had friends. "I have good friends at Least." Stefan took another bite from his bread.

 

[Kate Archer]

Kate laughed "Thanks..your not to bad yourself"kate said laughing again she took an apple and started to eat "Non taken I'm Irish but my aunt died a few months ago and she left her estate to dad we only moved in over the holidays"Kate said sighing she liked her new home but she didn't think it would ever fell like home.Her parents had had a lot of rows trying to decided if they would move or not. "It must be hard being colour blind"Kate said feeling sorry for Stefan he did have amazing blue eyes and it must be hard not being able to see them. "Well life could be better but I'm not complaining life can't be perfect always"Kate said smiling at Stefan. "I don't know what I would do without friends "Kate said trying but failing to imagine a world without friends. "This is a saying my grandmother told me Friends are two people with the one soul"Kate said she loved that saying and quoted it whenever she could "Well do you like it?"She asked wondering what other people thought of it

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan just nodded to her. He wondered if he had any extended family. Aunts, uncles, grandparents. But Stefan didn't know, and probably more so, he was sure that if he did have any they would not even know about him. He was sure, his father had hidden him from anyone that could've helped him the earlier years of his life. But it didn't matter. That was over, he had school now. That would help him. It did help him. He knew that his father hated that school made him better. He was sure that that was why he'd been more violent over the holidays. As he thought of this there was a sharp pain in his chest. Stefan sat up straight and took another bite of his bread. "I'm sorry for your loss" Stefan said, know it was the thing to say. He'd heard it be said to his father. And while Stefan wasn't sure how it was meant to help, he thought it was right to say it, Although, Kate, seemed unaffected by the death. He couldn't imagine what it would be live to move home. Stefan didn't count the place where he lived with his father home, he couldn't see himself moving. It was the home his mother had been in, it was the very last connection he had with her, Leaving it behind seemed hard to him. "It's hard, but you do get used to it." Stefan said with a small shrug. It was a weird thing to say, but it was in fact true, althought Stefan longed to see colour, but he was used to not seeing it. He knew that it would be silly to always be annoyed about it. He had been while at home, but now it was easier he had things to look at, people to take his mind off it. Friends. That was it. The key to thing, if family didn't work, friends were the best option. He nodded, it was an odd saying. But Stefan liked it. He nodded to her. A smile on his face. He knew that life was better with friends. He was the prime example of someone who really knew why friends made everything else easier, and while Stefan wasn't open and making friends was long. Stefan did know that it was the best thing. The best thing possible.

"I like it" Stefan said, taking another bite of his bread. "It's a little weird, and not how I would exactly describe friendship, but I like it." Stefan nodded. He was careful in his movements. Using his right hand to do everything, and making every movement smooth. He knew it would be pretty obvious that something was wrong, but Stefan had no interest in changing it. Being in constant pain was more of a give away. "I didn't go to school until Hogwarts, so I didn't have any friends, and I can say, my life is better with friends. It's easier. At least you've always had your sister?" Stefan wondered what it would be like to have a twin. To have someone like that. A Constant friend. "What other sayings does your grandmother have?"

 

[Kate Archer]

"Thanks but I didn't even know her I'd heard dad mention her but I never met her we were her only family left so she gave it to him I was a bit sad like one of my relations died but I didn't know her so I was fine,Did you ever lose a loved one.?"Kate asked hoping her wouldn't find it a personal question "I don't paticulary mind it its just Sara I'm worried about shes been really down lately and nothing I do will help her.But I'll tell her that"She said smiling "Oh thats great i know what ya mean.Kate said taking another bite of her apple she listened to him and nodded her head she bit back the question wondering why he hadn't but thought that quite a personal question "It most of been lonely I couldn't live without friends they make life feel better and if theres something thats annoying you or bothering you you can tell your friends thats what there there for to make you laugh.Yes it has been nice having someone you can tell your secrets to I was Sara's only friend nobody really liked her"Kate said sighing she remembered all those bullies. "Well no she didn't but one of my friends gave me a book with lots of sayings about friends I only remember one or two Friendship doubles our joy and divides our grief and another one is A best friend is a brother or sister that destiny forgot to give you"Kate said they were the only two she remembered "Well what do you think"She said taking another bite of her apple

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan could say he agreed with what she said. You didn't have to know a person to miss them. He'd never really met his mum. He didn't remember her. But then he loved her, and she was the thing that kept him going. He didn't know what she was like. What she looked like. How she acted. Stefan didn't know, and it was more of a touchy subject than anything else. Speaking about his mother with his father was like suicide. Stefan knew that now. But Stefan loved her and nothing would change that. It didn't matter that she was dead. Stefan just nodded at her question. He'd lost the only person he'd ever loved. The only person he was sure had loved him. But before he could really answer, Kate had continued speaking. He knew what it was like to feel like nothing was right. He felt like that everyday. That his life was just one pain thing after another. School was a break. it was a holiday to him. It was why he loved it so much. It was why he would do anything to make sure he could stick around at school. Be with friends. It was odd to here her talk about how lonely it would've been. Stefan knew it was, having lived it, but then he also knew that it wasn't that hard. When you knew nothing else apart from hatred, friendship didn't even cross the mind. It was there, but it wasn't necessary. Friends would harder to leave. Friends made things harder. Having no one, meant Stefan had really nothing, and it meant he took it. Now he had friends, an entire life and the fear of his father had grown. He hated having to hide himself, because his body was bruised and scarred. He hated lying, but then he had to save them from the real truth. Stefan finished his bit of bread and wiped his hands on his dark jeans. He glanced up at Kate. He met her eyes. And he wondered what colour they actually were.

It didn't occur to him, that Sara would have problems making friends. When he'd met her, he'd found her nice. Likeable. But then, he didn't know if that was just fake. It then made more sense to him, that she would be more affected by the lose of someone than Kate. It made Stefan want to speak to Sara. Ask her, what it had been like for her. Bullies. He assumed that was what it had been for her. Stefan knew his father was just a big bully, with a fist of steel. But, Stefan shook his head and discarded the thoughts. He nodded with her two statements. He hadn't really made any best friends yet. And he was kind of glad, best friends, he knew were the type to tell the other everything, and Stefan just didn't want to do that. He really did not. "It's nice. They are both nice." Stefan nodded. "To your early question. Yeah. I have. I lost my mom. I was two. It's just me and my dad." Stefan said honestly. He had a sad smile. But he just thought back to the phrases, Friends really did help joy, but since Stefan just didn't really talk, his grief had not halfed or divided. "I like the phrases. Makes me wish I was smarter, so I could come up with things like that. Say, Kate," Stefan started. "I know this is a weird question, but what colour are your eyes? I mean it's silly to ask, since I won't know what that colour actually is, but I'd like to know."

 

[Kate Archer]

"Ya they are nice ones"Kate said trying to think of more she took another bite of her apple and listened to what he said "Oh I'm so sorry that must of been hard growing up without a mom"Kate said feeling really sorry for him she could never live without her mum if Sara wasn't there Kate always went to her mom."I know ya I am useless at making things like that up or anything else for that matter i don't have a very big imagination"Kate said tapping her head she listened to him and was puzzled why he wanted to know her eye color but then remembered he was color blind but she still was not entirely sure why he wanted to know "Oh sure my eyes are blue"Kate said they weren't as blue as Stefan's they were are more darker blue she still wondered why he wanted to know "If you don't mind me asking but why do you want to know the color of my eyes"Kate asked out of pure curiosity

Out of Character:

I'm not exactly sure of the color of Selena Gomezs eyes so I just picked my own eye color

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan Shrugged, yeah it was hard. But when Stefan really thought about it, he didn't know what he was missing out on. He'd never met his mother, well he had, but he couldn't remember it. He couldn't remember what she looked like or how she acted. It was all just too confusing. Stefan knew that it was hard to explain. Hard to understand. But explaining wasn't all that easy either. He loved his mother. He loved her more than the earth itself. But, he'd never met her, and he hadn't ever seen a picture of her. His father never spoke of her, but Stefan still loved her. He was sure, had she lived that she would've protected him. She would've helped him see. It would've been perfect. It would've worked. But then again, that was what Stefan believed about his mother, and he knew that he would most likely never even know what was really true and what was false. But for Stefan imagining was more than enough, he need nothing else. His mother was still his mother to him. Stefan smiled to himself as he thought of his mother. Stefan then looked back to kate. He had completely zoned out on what she had been saying. He'd caught words, but it wasn't enough to form what she'd gone on to say. It wasn't often that Stefan zoned out while a person was speaking, generally he stayed pretty clued into what was going on. But with all that had happened in the morning who could really blame the Slytherin.

Stefan didn't know what blue was, but he had been told that his eyes were blue. Of course he knew that the area around his eyes was bruises, and he had no idea as to if this effect the overall look of the eye. Or if it changed the eye colour. It would not matter much to Stefan but he figured that it mattered to others. "Wouldn't you want to know?" Stefan said in response to her. He knew it was weird. He knew it. But it didn't stop him from asking. Most times he wouldn't take of his colourblindness to people, and so Stefan would spend time guessing what they looked liked. "I'm curious, I mean I don't see colour, but I'm interested in it. Plus, then it doesn't feel so one sided, like you know all about me, but I know nothing about you."

 

[Kate Archer]

I suppose"Kate said imagining herself being colour blind she would hate not being able to see all the wonderful colours of her mothers garden.Kate nodded to what he said she listened it gave her an idea "Okay why don't you tell me all about you and I'll tell you all about me"Kate said her eyes lighting up she loved to learn a bout new people "Will you go first or will I? Thats if you want to do it"Kate asked realising she hadn't waited for a reply

 

[Stefan Archer]

Tell me about yourself Stefan hated those words. He hated any variation on the words. He just didn't like talking about himself. There wasn't much to say. No person could make him actually talk about what his life was like. Not once had Stefan even muttered the words my father hits me. He didn't like thinking about it, so he didn't talk about it. He ignored the cries in his mind to tell someone, for escape and a better life. He had no one else. How could anything help him. He didn't want to go into foster care, his father would find him, and bring him back. There was no real way of escape. So, now Stefan was panicked, he wanted to tell Kate. He did, but he knew he couldn't, and he knew he couldn't not say anything, it would be weird, and the girl had lightened up at the suggestion she'd made. Stefan was now, trying to figure out what he could say, and what he couldn't. What would be the best thing to say, and what would give too much. All of these thoughts were rushing around Stefan's brain, as a small silence seemed to take over. "I'll go first" Stefan said nodding, while still thinking. The girl, he didn't want to frighten her, but he feared he would if he said too much. But then if he didn't, he might appear to be hiding something, and that was worse, because he didn't know if the girl would dig into his life, or if she would leave it at that. There was really no way of telling. And Stefan knew that if he got it wrong, then it could result in the end of the friendship. And now maybe he was overreacting, but that was the nature of Stefan. he didn't know how to talk about himself. He didn't ever know what to say, and what might seem completely normal to him, would be completely silly to others. He was inwardly cursing himself for having asked about eye colour.

"Erm, I was born in New Zealand. Colourblind, it's a gene defect. My mum died, when I was two. So it's just me and my dad. I don't have siblings, which I'm happy about" Stefan began, his voice had resentment when he said his father, and in the back of his mind, as he thought about if he'd had siblings how much worse it would be for him. He'd want to protect them, just him, it was easier. "I don't have any pets, and we live outside the city of Auckland, here in New Zealand. My favourite season is Autumn, and favourite time of day is dusk." Stefan nodded, he figured that would be enough. "Your turn." Stefan smiled at her, while giving another nod. He thought he'd done pretty well. He had at no point actually lied. he'd just not told the entire story. "You can say as much or as little as you want." Stefan added, not knowing if she liked sharing, or if she didn't. It would be odd since she'd asked the question first, but Stefan thought it would be polite to ask.

 

[Kate Archer]

She noticed a slight panic look on his face she was just about to say it was okay when he said he would go first "If your sure umm okay"Kate said still a little bit worried that she had paniceked him she listened to what he said and noticed that there was a hint of resentment in his voice when he said "Father" she ignored this and listened to the rest. "Well amm I was born in county Tipperary Ireland.I have three siblings one is my twin while the other two are both twins too.I like music I play the violin,tin whistle and piano.I love to sing.I also love sport swimming is my favorite.My favorite season is early summer because its my birthday and I love the morning and dusk.My favorite colours are green and yellow"Kate said she had said quiet a bit she hoped she hadn't over done it "Well there you go"Kate said

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan was glad that it seemed that he'd given the right answer, although he was sure, there wasn't meant to be a right answer, it was meant to just be honesty, but then Honesty was really a foreign concept to the slytherin. Real honesty anyway. Stefan wasn't too bothered he knew it wasn't exactly a good thing, but there were some things that others just didn't need to hear, he didn't want to ruin Kate's day, by talking about what it was really like for him. And more to that He didn't want to ruin his day by thinking too much about it. It was silly and he'd had enough scares for the one day. He did not need something else to make his day worse than it had been. He was looking for it to get better, and not be dragged down further. So he was glad that she had begun talking, about her life, her family, and things like that, something that seemed just so normal, and lovely. Something that Stefan would've greatly loved to have. It seemed to him, like Kate's life was really quite perfect. She was confident, happy, she had family, and friends, and she was, even if it would embarrass Stefan to admit it, pretty. He without even realising it turned a red colour on the checks. He did think she was cute, and he liked her. It was odd, he didn't often like spending time with someone who made him want to be honest. If he was honest, it scared him. It scared him a lot. He was suddenly feeling sweaty and sticky. He looked down at his plate and just nodded. "It's sounds really nice. You must be happy with your life." Stefan said to her. "I'm happy with mine, but only so much as I can be" Stefan just nodded again. he knew he wasn't doing very well at keep the conversation going, but who could blame him, he had zero social skills. He'd not been outside until hogwarts. Stefan looked back to Kate, and smiled at her.

Stefan was really at a loss. "Are the other twins, like you and your sister? Like not looking the same?" It was stefan's way of asking if they were identical or non-identical. It didn't really bother Stefan but he was curious. "What day is your birthday?" Stefan asked, realising he'd not even given the season of his birthday. And it was coming up.

Out of Character:

Sorry, Really losing the old muse

 

[Kate Archer]

Kate had finished talking when she noticed Stefan's cheeks go red and he suddenly looked a bit awkward in a way she hoped she hadn't said anything wrong she felt the atmosphere change into awkwardness "I guess you could say I like my life there are some down things but mostly its good"Kate said thinking about her life she thought of some other peoples lifes and she really thought how good her life was she had brillant parents and siblings she was now rich and she was mostly happy and bubbly all the time."Thats good"kate said but not entierly sure what he meant "Ya they aren't identical ones a boy called Ryan and the other is a girl called Star"she said she wondered why her mothers and father had called Star Star it was an unusual name. "Well my birthday is the 17 of may"Kate said "Whens yours"She asked smiling at him she really liked Stefan he was really nice maybe a tad bit distant but nice and he was pretty cute she had to say and suddenly it was her cheeks turning red.It annoyed her that whenever she did something embarressing her face went bright red and of course her friends would teaser her which would make them even redder

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan couldn't help but realise that there was a form of awkwardness between them. He couldn't pin point why it was there. They were friends and as far as Stefan was aware he wasn't meant to feel awkward around a friend. But then really what did Stefan know about Friends and how to make them and how to keep them. He just knew that he really did quite like Kate. And that it was annoying feeling awkward about being around her. Although he felt it was slightly annoying that she would be able to tell when his cheeks flushed and when they didn't when he could not do the same. There were disadvantages to being a colourblind boy, ones that Stefan always tried his hardest to ignore, but it wasn't like he could ignore something that was a part of him, and something that would never be going away. As far as he knew. It was nice to here about the fact that Kate's family was made up of mainly twins. It made him smile, he wondered what having that many siblings would be like, if together they would make up a unit, and be the strongest people alive, or if they were really just all the time at each others throats. There was no way for Stefan to know, it wasn't like he could compare it to his family. For Stefan really had a lack of a family. And it wasn't that that annoyed him about his family, it was that, his father had really never moved on. He knew he was one to talk about moving on, but his father was still deep in mourning over his mother's death, it was coming up for 10 years. Stefan knew that he missed his mother more than anything, but he also tried to chanel, the strength he knew she'd had and make it better for him. This often failed, but it was the trying that was important. And that's all that Stefan could do. Now and forever, try. Try. Try. And try again.

"My birthday is the 1st of April." Stefan smiled as he said it, there was a little hesitantion in his voice, but at least he had remembered it quickly that before. He didn't know why birthday's were so important, but he guessed it was like Christmas, half the people would hate it, but they'd celebrate it anyway. "Ours are not too far apart. What do you do on your birthday? Since you share it?" Stefan wondered what to get her. If he could get her anything. Stefan wasn't exactly rich, in fact the clothes he wore, his school books and wand, were practically all he had to his name. But, he'd find a way of getting something for her, and for the other people he'd become friends with. Birthdays seemed important and Stefan wanted to carry on the tradition.

 

[Kate Archer]

"Oh thats cool in Ireland the first of April is called April Fools day so be ready to be tricked"Kate said laughing she decided she would have a big party for him she liked organising things like parties but they had to be perfect "I'm not sure"Kate said thinking she hadn't really thought of it "What about you"She said already getting ideas for Stefans

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan wasn't sure as to why he had never been told by even his father that his birthday was as the girl put it, April Fools day. Stefan had no idea such a day even existed, but them most things were new to the little Slytherin. He didn't know whether or not he liked the prospect of being tricked on his birthday. But then it made more sense that Stefan's father had chosen his birthday for the HOgwarts letter. Of course that wasn't exactly a trick but sub-conciously it made more sense to Stefan. Although he wondered why Tara had not told him about his birthday being that day. it was something that Stefan was glad he now knew about, and that it wouldn't be a complete surprise if anything did happen to him on his birthday. He didn't want someone to trick him on his birthday, since he had never really had a proper birthday. But then the fact of the matter was that any birthday he got in this year would be better than all the rest. Put together. But as Stefan thought this he wondered what his actual birthday would be like. He wondered if he would have a cake. Get a present. Listen to music and dance.

"I'm not sure. I hadn't decided. I mean I have time to decide right." Stefan shrugged slightly. He really wasn't very sure. He was just happy to see his next birthday. "I don't know. I haven't really celebrated it before. Not seriously. It's just me and my dad. Are we allowed to do anything for birthdays at hogwarts."

 

[Kate Archer]

"of course you have time I'll help if you want"She asked smiling she liked celebrating parties but she loved making people happy on their birthdays she asked them always what they wanted and she would base her ideas on that. "well then this is going to be your best party"Kate said smiling she was going to make the day very special "I think so I've been to two so I guess we're allowed"Kate said she had never thought about not being allowed but since they had never got in trouble she thought it would be fine.

Out of Character:

Could you reply to my relationships please?Its in my sigge BTW the first of April (on this) is the 27 of December

 

[Stefan Archer]

Stefan just listened as she spoke. Nodding along, he had time, surely. But it was also the fact that he was afraid that no one would turn up to his birthday. He blushed a deep red colour, without knowing, while thinking about how he would feel if that really happened. That he decided for the first time to do something for his birthday and not one person showed. It would be awful. And Stefan wasn't sure if he wanted that to happen. So he had already made his mind up about not doing anything at all on the day itself. Stefan shrugged to himself. parties were allowed, but He didn't want one. Not anymore. Stefan wiped his hands against his jeans, careful to not move his arm too much or touch the bruises on his stomach. He would be fine if everything could just go back to normal. When no one listened to him. When people just walked past him. When he didn't have to worry about what kind of icing he could possibly have. Stefan didn't even know if he would like icing. It was just one of those things. Stefan stood up. "Kate, I have to go. It was nice to see you again. Really." Stefan said already walking away. "I'll see you soon." Stefan knew that his made was playing up his fear. But Stefan could live with not doing anything for his birthday, what he couldn't live with was having decided to do something and no one turning up. At least if he did nothing, there would no awkwardness with anyone. Stefan just nodded to himself as he walked. He knew he'd ended the conversation with Kate pretty quickly. But that he knew, she would understand to be perfectly normal. Stefan was like that. Alone and quiet. Scared, and worried. Hurt.

Out of Character:

Sorry about ending it there, I thought it was dragging. Also,Posted in your relationship

 

[Kate Archer]

Kate wondered why his cheeks went a deep red she ignored this but wondering if she had said something wrong.She was a bit suprised when he said he was leaving but recovered quickly she looked at her watch it was nearly nine o clock she had been there along time but she had enjoyed her morning talk with Stefan "I'll see ya around"She said smiling and standing up she walked outside the great hall and waved at Stefan when he turned the other direction she could see herself and Stefan becoming good friends.

Out of Character:

Its grand.Ya thanks I posted in yours too