Durmstrang Blues

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

The Durmstrang teen was a little bored. He loved his school, but the winters were cold. He as much more used to the warmth of winters. Or well, not the constant and never ending snow that they encountered at this school. He wasn't used to it, despite the fact that he spent most of his time at it and had been at the school for close to all five years that he'd been going. There was nothing in his mind that didn't say this was the school, for him, but during the winter, he just wanted a place that was warmer for him. That didn't make him freeze at every possible moment. Which seemed to be a little bit too much to ask, it appeared. He was glad that he had few friends to speak of, the ones he was friends with were the people he would trust, and he wasn't very good at making other friends, the friends he had didn't go to this school. In that sense he found himself very much alone in these halls, with no one to talk to about how frustrating the lack of fun things to do were. Wondering the dark halls, Wes was out of bed way past curfew. He liked it. Durmstrang was only really calm during this time of day, or well this time of night. It was the perfect time to just go wandering.

There was a fresh falling of snow outside, that Wes was very tempted by. He didn't like how cold it was, but there was no deny that snow looked nice. At least from the warmth of the indoors. Which didn't really explain why, Wes was sitting one of the non-used classrooms, one he often went to at this time of night, because no one else did, it was on the second floor. He was sat watching the snow fall from the window sitting directly on the window sill. He was just back from his holidays. He lived with his dad now in Ukraine. Before he'd split his time between his mother and father, but in growing up Yevheniy had grown distant from his always judging mother who just about hated everything that Yev had ever done. Hadn't even bothered to learn how to properly pronounce his name. His parents had been divorced for years, but they still went at each other like their lives depended on it, he was now the one they generally argued over more so than before. He had begun arguing with his mother, so told him about how he'd amount to nothing if he continued to just pick fights and preferred parties over anything else. It used to frustrate the teen, who just wanted to try to please them both. He had stopped trying to, when even his best wasn't good enough. He wasn't on this earth to simply please them. This night, he was enjoying spending by himself. It was nice. He hadn't been in the mood to sleep, and he hadn't been in the mood to deal with others. This way, he was alone, it was quiet, he was able to wallow in self pity in peace. It wasn't like teachers actually checked the classes at this time of night anyway. He was safe.
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Being one of the meanest people in the school had its benefits, and it had its downfalls. Mainly, Alissa had been thankful of the security it brought her family, being on top. Her brother always looked after her, and she had never had to worry about being bullied or dealing with any of the nonsense that usual teens went through. She had never wanted for anything, as she had majority of what she wanted, and she had never felt insecure or alone. Until now. Crawling out of bed, Alissa pulled on her tights, a warm knitted black designer jumper and a pair of ugh boots. Sleep was eluding her tonight, and it was something that was starting to become a usual habit. For some reason, she felt strange, and it wasnt a feeling that boded well with her. Taking the brush from her bedside table, she ran it through her long, smooth blonde hair a few times, and pulling the hair tie from her wrist, tied her hair back into a neat pony tail. Looking around the dorm, she sighed to herself as she looked at the other sleeping girls. It pained her that she was so well know and popular, like her brother, but didnt actually have any close or proper friends. She had no one she could talk to or confide in. No one to help her, or to talk to her. Just faces who were only ever around when it suited them or their reputation. Standing up off of the bed, she picked up her wand from the bedside table, making her way out of the dorm and into the common room. It was empty, and the fire was now crackling low and only gave off a dull light. Sighting to herself again, she decided to take a wander through castle. She contemplated waking Alexei, but decided to leave him alone. He needed his beauty rest, and she wasn't in the mood for his questioning as to why she was acting strange. Her twin could be quite the interrogator when he wanted to be.

Making her way through the castle, she had never felt so alone in her life. The halls, empty and silent, lamented her lack of company, and made her feel even more insecure about herself. What was happening to her? She wasn't this person. She was always strong and confident. She never felt sympathetic for herself. And yet, here she was. As she made her way to the second floor, she thought she heard a noise as she passed one of the classrooms. It should have been empty at this time. Approaching the door, she noticed that it was ajar. Holding her wand out in front of her, she pushed the door open gently, watching it swing open silently. Entering the room, her footsteps silent and muffled due to the amount of fur that covered her boots, she noticed a boy around her age sitting by the window. He seemed consumed by some inner thought, but generally seemed harmless. Still, it never hurt to be sure. Keeping her wand raised, she approached the boy quietly. When she was close enough, she considered to herself what to say. She didnt recognise the boy, but she had probably seen him around. "What are you doing here?" he asked, jumping slightly at the sound of her own voice breaking the silence. She mentally kicked herself for not having any make up on. Her face was smooth and had a wonderful complexion as it was, but she always felt naked and gross without make up. At least she had brushed her hair, she thought reassuringly. She studied the boy for a few moments as she awaited his reply. He was cute, in a way. He seemed somewhat withdrawn from everything. She could tell he was the quiet type. He seemed interesting though, and without knowing it, Alissa had been longing for some company.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

The durmstrang teen did not sleep well at times, he had periods when sleeping was just about the last thing on his mind. Mostly when he hadn't done enough with his day, he just wasn't tired enough for sleep to come to him. Things had been better during the holidays when he could do whatever he wanted, but now, the most he could do was mess around in class and that just wasn't enough for him really. He wanted more from all this. He wasn't interest in lessons, or really learning. He wasn't interested in the people tell him to focus or he would achieve nothing. He wasn't curious about any of that. He didn't really care for any of it. His mind wandered away from him he wasn't interested in think much about where his life currently was. he was just bored. He spent most of his time getting into trouble because that was what interested him. He got into fights, and duels. Anything that would make this place less dull and just boring. The teen wrapped the jumper around himself a little tighter. Sitting by the window was not the warmest place to be sitting when it was winter in Durmstrang. Not that he minded the snow too much. Yev was more of a fun of the summer months, but this wasn't something he was going to get. He wasn't interest in his mother, or going to see her, where it was warm. He was home, in durmstrang he felt comfortable. It was a boring place now, to him, but it was the best of all the magical schools. He'd spent less than a year at Hogwarts and it had just simply been the worst ever. Everywhere else was just more interesting. He leaned his head against the glass, the small fringe acting as a buffer between his forehead and the cold window. It didn't work that well, but, Yevheniy wasn't really going to move. As he stared out, he could make out the reflection of his pale blue eyes, starkly bright against his pale skin, and sleep deprived eyes. This was the second day of little sleep. So the signs were beginning to show. But, he didn't really feel tired. He knew he'd probably crash at some point soon, but that time was not at that point. Yevheniy, was just letting his mind wander, trying to figure out what was wrong with himself currently. He was bored at everything, and the school didn't have enough for him to do.

Yev's mind wandered to the summer he had passed. The time he'd spent with those friends of his. The magical and muggle concerts. The craziness, the almost getting arrested. The fact that most of them got homeschooled, didn't help him, but here he was. A sound made him come slightly out of his trance, he became more focused but, he made a point of pretending that he hadn't heard anything. If it was a teacher good, if not then, that was annoying. Students couldn't do sh1t. Yev didn't have too many friends at Durmstrang, he lacked certain qualities that made him good as a friend. He liked fighting with people, and he cared little for the hierarchy of the school, or who was currently the meanest. Yev was there to get his education and then leave. Get his OWLs, and his NEWTs, and just go into the world. Have more fun, lose all control. A person, appeared behind him, and before he had time to really react, the person spoke. Breaking the silence that had been over the place. Despite the fact that Yev had known the person was there, it still startled him. Without even thinking about it, he got down from the window sill, and had his wand held tightly in his hand pointed directly at the person. "What are you doing here" He returned the question, although he spoke in his native language of Ukranian, realising that the girl might not speak it, so he repeated himself, this time in English "What are you doing here" He didn't lower his wand, he let his eyes quickly glance over the girl, before he settled in just meeting her gaze. "If you're some prefect looking to gain some f##king brownie points, get to f##k. I'm not going to any professor's office with you. You'll have to get them to come here." He spoke quietly. Realising that maybe she was just here for the same reasons he was. Because it was quiet and far from others.
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Lissa was studying the boy, trying to assess whether he would be a formidable opponent if he happened to freak out or get angry. She wasn't at all in the mood for an argument right now, as she was sleep deprived and was a girl who usually liked her sleep a lot, so it probably wasn't a good idea for her to get into a confrontation as her temper would most certainly get the better of her. However, she had to make sure that in the odd chance he did attack her, that she would be able to take him without getting herself hurt. You could never tell with the people of Durmstrang. A lot of them were psycho's with terrible tempers, and they were people that Alissa and her family tried to avoid as best as they could. This boy, however, didn't seem quite the type to go attacking people. He was cute, it a bit of a way, like a boy only just coming into the maturity of his looks, but still far enough into puberty to be considered attractive. He was a little taller than Alissa, but then, most people were. It was why she favoured heels, though as she stood in her ugh boots, she definitely stood at her normal height. She was more than a little embarrassed, as she was more under dressed than anyone outside of her family had ever seen her, besides the girls in her dormitory. And certainly not a boy. Standing there in her tracksuit pants, her jumper and her ugh boots, she felt horribly grotesque. Not to mention her face and hair. She was dead thankful for the poor lighting in the room, or she might have died of embarrassment on the spot. A girl had to make sure she kept up her appearances, after all. And this moment right now was not a proud one for her in that regard.

When the boy finally realised that she was in the room, Lissa felt her body tense in anticipation of what his reaction would be, and she gripped her raised wand even harder. When he jumped, slightly startled, Alissa knew that she had made a mistake in sneaking up on him. She had considered the thought of making more noise on her approach, but had forgone it to assure she made it to him and was ready for an attack before he had a chance. As his want came up in defence, she knew she had to act. Putting her left foot behind her, she turned to her side, not taking her eyes off of him for a second, but making sure she stood side on with her wand pointed at him, to make herself a much smaller target in case of an immediate attack. It had been a move that her older brother Sergei had taught her, and one she had never forgotten. Hitting a smaller target standing side on was a much more difficult task then a target standing facing you. She frowned as he spoke in Ukrainian. She didn't speak the language fluently, but knew it enough to know what it was he had said. Lissa was, however, thankful that he repeated the question in English to confirm her thoughts. She laughed at the boy at his following statement though. "Do i look like a prefect to you, you idiot?" she said, slightly viciously. Her temper was spiking slightly at his 'welcome'. "Do i look even remotely dressed in the fashion of someone who is about to try and drag you to a professor? Honestly, did your brain even come into the equation that was your trail of thought?" he added, smiling to herself at her insult. She quite liked how sharp her tongue was tonight. "Im here because i noticed the door was open and thought it might be a nice place to relax with my thoughts, not that that is any of your business." she said, gripping her wand and bracing for an attack. "Now, i'll ask again. What are you doing here?" she repeated, the tone in her voice threatening that if he even tried to be rude towards her, that she would curse him. He was cute, but looks only went so far in Lissa's books. And even if she wasn't in the mood for a fight, she wouldn't hesitate in cursing the boy if he tried anything. "Care to get your wand out of my face? If i was going to attack you, i wouldn't have stopped to talk to you." he said, lowering her wand from his face, but keeping it trained on his chest in case he refused.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

Yev was glad that this girl responded like he did. They both had their wands pointed at one another, but despite this it wasn't like they'd actually be able to cast anything other than a few spells. Nothing that would do the kind of damaged they both were perhaps voting for. He looked at her quizzically, he wasn't sure what he was suppose to be looking for in terms of a perfect it was late or early, depending on how you looked at it, even prefects wouldn't be in uniform. "I don't know, how are prefects suppose to look?" Yevheniy replied not lowering his wand from her. Not feeling like he should have to, since she had hers pointed at him. It appeared however that she was just being unneccessarily mean about it. He didn't care about his appearance, and he figured that others also wouldn't care about it. He didn't care if a professor or other student saw him in just his boxers, he wasn't fussed about it. But, glancing this girl once over, he figured that wasn't the only thing that they didn't have in common. He recognised her, but not enough to know her name. Nor did that bother him too much. She was just some girl, who was overly weird about how she looked. He just shook his head at her, "Could you be more shallow" he replied sharply. He had no time for this really. He was just trying to enjoy the peace and quiet of this area of Durmstrang. The teen wasn't keen on it being interrupted. And yet here she was, acting as though he had come to the spot where she always came. As if he had interrupted her, just by being there first. As much as Yev liked durmstrang he wasn't keen on some of the people. They were just like the other slytherins, had a tone of entitlement that they just shouldn't have. The world didn't owe them sh1t. He didn't care for the fact that she had just wanted to do exactly what he had been doing, moments before. It took away from the peace if he had to share it with others. Plus this girl didn't really seem like the type who would actually be able to share with others either. So, they would have a small issue. If Yev decided he wanted to push this. Which he didn't. It was just too early in the day for him to want to.

"I'm here, doing exactly what you had planned to do" he said shrugging at her. When she asked him to, Yev did lower his wand. It lingered pointing at the girls chest for a few seconds before he pocketed the wand. he didn't need it, and while he didn't want to hit her, if she came at him, he would return the favour. Though it honestly wasn't what he wanted to do. It was the last thing on his mind really. "I'm not interested in a fight, really" he shrugged at her, and leaned back against the window sill, keeping his eyes on her incase she decided that she did want to have a fight. Though he doubted it. It was too early for anyone to want to bother with that type of rubbish. "What's your name?" he asked her. Wondering if really that was the right type of questioning to start with. But, he didn't know her, and knowing her name would help him perhaps place why she looked just a little bit familiar to him. he didn't care much for the others of Durmstrang, he had his interests elsewhere. He found this place boring, and as much as he liked it, there just was not enough for him to do. "I thought, that this room, would be the one place no one else would come. I'll have to remember in the future to close the door properly." He glanced behind her and then let his pale eyes settle on her. He hadn't wanted a conversation or anything like that. "Are you going to leave? Find some other place to think?" He motioned to the door. While he at any other point wouldn't have minded the company, he was definitely not interested in it now. It was too early to want to bother with any niceties. Or anything like that. "I was here first, and I have no intention leaving and finding somewhere else. So it's up to you to go, and find some other room, that's actually empty to sit and relax with your thoughts. So, please, get to f##k" He finished. Not taking his eyes off her as he spoke. he wasn't going to be moved by this girl, or possibly even some professor. He wasn't interested. So, he would just have to wait and see if she did anything.
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Alissa considered the boys questions for a second. It was an odd one, as she had never really paid all too much attention to how prefects dressed. She had spent majority of her time ignoring them, and as she thought about it now, she wouldn't know who they were let alone how they dressed. She scoffed to herself as she rolled her eyes at the boy. "I don't know, but obviously they don't look like i do!" he exclaimed, her voice rising in pitch slightly. She wasn't sure what this boys problem was, but she definitely wasn't in the mood to deal with his attitude. She wasn't deliberately being mean to him, why should he do the same to her. His next statement made her take a step back in shock, her mouth dropping slightly. "Shallow!? Did you just call me shallow!?" he yelled at him. Never before had someone called her shallow, and the way this boy had said it was like a slap in the face. "How dare you! You don't even know me!" he yelled at him, taking a few steps forward with the intention of slapping the boy across the face. She stopped herself before she reached him, calming herself with a few deep breath's. 'Dont let this little sh*t get the best of you Liss. You're better than he is.' she thought to herself as she breathed. It wasn't often that she lost her temper so easily, but this boy had hit a touchy subject with her, and she was constantly judging and scrutinizing her own looks. It was something she had developed from a young age. It was her mothers fault. Her mother was an amazingly beautiful woman, and had constantly judged Lissa, and pointed out her every flaw. In her opinion, it had been a good way to teach Alissa how to look after her looks. In reality, it had only made Lissa's self confidence deteriorate majorly.

When the boy pocketed his wand, Lissa hesitated for a few seconds, and then with a sigh, put her own in her jumper pocket. She figured that the fighting was over, and she was thankful. She really had not been interested in a fight. As he stated that he had also been here to find a place to be alone with his thoughts, Alissa raised an eyebrow at him. He seemed the type to do so, but still, sitting alone in the dark of an empty classroom seemed awfully lonely, even to Lissa. "Well. I'm sorry i interrupted. I didn't mean to." she said, slightly awkwardly. She wasn't really good with apologies, but felt somewhat bad for interrupting his thoughts. "I'm Alissa Vetrova." he said when he asked her name, "But my friends call me Lissa. You may call me either." she said as she shuffled to the right slightly, and sat on top of one of the school desks, crossing her left leg over her right and sitting back on her hands. "And your name is?" he asked curiously. She thought she recognised him a little bit now, but it was really hard to tell in the dim light. It wouldn't really matter either way, as this was the first time they had ever talked. Regardless of whether he was familiar, they were practically strangers. And that was the hardest part about having conversations with people you didn't know. It was always so awkward. "Well, yes, probably a better idea to close the door next time." he said, sincere but with a slightly joking tone as well. She was trying to lighten the mood. His next lot of comments made her raise her eyebrow again, and she felt a small spike of a temper raise its head again. "No, i wont be leaving. If you're so eager to get away from me, the door is there." she said, trying to keep herself calm, but the tone of annoyance in her voice was evident. "Until that point, i would appreciate it if you would stop cussing like that. Its disrespectful to cuss at a girl." Lissa added, her eyes lowering in a threatening look. If he did again, she wouldn't hesitate in slapping him. "We aren't children anymore. Its not a matter of who was here first." she said, shrugging at him a bit. It was pointless fighting over this. "Surely im not so much of a problem, being here?" he asked, smiling at him sweetly. She put on a bit of a flirtful tone as she said that last line, trying to cool the air a little and make things a little more comfortable. She wasn't leaving. This boy interested her, and she wanted to know more.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

The boy was very surprised by the girl's reaction to him calling her shallow. It didn't really occur to him that while he never really meant it as an outward insult, it was just that. Yev didn't care about his appearance, and this girl clearly did. That made her shallow to him, and surely she didn't just think that she wasn't. He tilted his head slightly as she yelled at him, this was strange to him. "I might not, but you just said that you couldn't possibly look like a prefect, motioning to your clothes" He said pointing towards the clothes, but he felt like this was a pointless battle that he would probably end with getting hit. Which was not what he wanted to happen. So, instead of following through with what he actually wanted to say Yevheniy just let the matter go. Watching as the girl also pocketed her wand. It was the gesture, but he was sure that like himself she would not hesitate to bring the wand back out, and it would just be a challenge to see who was actually quicker at drawing their wand. He was sure he would be, but, Yev acknowledged the fact that this girl might be as good as him, or maybe she could even be better. After all, she was right, he didn't know her. "I'm sorry. About what I said" He didn't really feel sorry, he just knew that was what he had to do. Some of the things he'd learned over the summer was knowing when it was right to apologise even if he didn't want to. The girl then went on to introduce herself, Alissa Vetrova, he knew that name. He was sure that he knew it, but he couldn't pin point what he knew it from. The teen let his eyes wash over the girl again. Trying to figure it out. "You have a twin?" He suddenly realised, the name escaped him, but he didn't exactly like the guy, and they didn't get along. Yev realised that she'd asked him his name, but unlike her, he wasn't so interested in giving it away so easily. PLus, he was sure that this girl would leave, and therefore it would be pointless if he gave his name to her. As it turned out, this would be another thing that Yev would end up being wrong about.

Shrugging at the first part of what she said, the teen figured that it would just be left there. That she would leave now that she had said her point. But, what happened was the opposite. The girl was standing her ground, while this was unexpected he was almost glad of it. In Hogwarts it was very likely that the person would've left, even with a lot of the students at Durmstrang, Yev wasn't threatening looking, but he also didn't seem completely harmless. It was mostly why he didn't get along with a lot of people in his year and those above because he just didn't want to deal with their sh1t, and instead of putting up with it, he just faught back. "I'm not going to f##king stop cursing, because some random person asked me to. You are not my mother" He said with a chuckle, asking him to stop cursing. What on earth was that. Why couldn't he curse? She wasn't a professor, she wasn't as they'd already established not a prefect. "Like f##k it's disrespectful" He knew he didn't need to swear but the fact this person had told him he couldn't made him want to do it even more. Which wasn't perhaps the right attitude to have, but it was the one he had anyway. He shook his head at her, though like the last battle, he guessed he'd just have to concede, since he wasn't moving, and it was clear she wouldn't be either. "Not getting what you want isn't fun is it?" He said his tone dripping with sarcasm. He meant it in the sense that she'd come to be alone, and was refusing to leave because she wanted that room, even if someone was already. "For what it's worth, I'm Yevheniy Kharchenko" He shrugged at her, "My friends call me Yev, and if they aren't too good at Ukranian, or Russian, you can call me Wes" He didn't mind if he got called Wes, but, it wasn't his name. "So," He sat back further, and let his gaze glance back at the window. A small smile graced his lips, and for the first time it was a genuine smile. He let it linger for a few minutes before focusing on the girl in front of him again. "Hows that prick twin of yours doing? Didn't think to bother him first?"
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[Alissa Vetrova]

The fact that she was becoming more and more interested in this boy worried Alissa. He was far from the kind of boy that she was usually interested in, and he was clearly less than interested in her, which, for some reason, made her even more interested. It was a strange feeling, and a more than odd situation to find herself in. His comment though, made her frown. Following the frown, she scoffed loudly and looked at him in amazement. "So, because i stated that i dont look like a prefect, that makes me shallow?" he asked, an incredulous tone in her voice. "Are you a complete and utter moron, or do you just like being an arse?" he asked him, her voice raising slightly. "Stating that i dont look dressed like a prefect does not make me shallow at all! It simply means that a prefect would most likely not be dressed looking like they had just jumped out of bed if they were out patrolling the corridors!" he said in her defence. She couldn't believe that this boy would be so moronic to make such a statement, she sat forward and crossed her arms with a pout. This boy had offended her, and yet strangely enough, she was forgiving him without even an apology from him. That made her feel a bit strange. Sighing to herself, she took another deep breath and calmed herself again. She wasn't going to let him get to her. Now this early in the morning. She wondered to herself if it would have been a better idea to have just stayed in bed, but then dismissed the thought. She was somewhat glad that she was here, which was a funny notion to admit. She lowered her eyes at him a bit when he did apologise. It didn't sound to sincere, as she could somewhat tell that he wasn't sorry at all, but he let it slide. She couldn't have been bothered arguing further. "Well, thankyou for apologising. You didnt have to, but you did. That says something." he said sincerely, even though she wasn't entirely convinced that his apology had been so. When he asked if she had a twin, she nodded to him. "Yes, i have a twin brother. His name is Alexei." as she said it, a thought came to her mind. This boy was exactly the kind of person that Alexei would pick on and cause trouble with. He seemed like a weaker target, though he had shown the opposite to her now. Still, it made her slightly uneasy over the fact that he seemed to know Alexei.

Trying to move away from the subject, she was once again taken aback when the boy started swearing again. Anger bursting within her, she jumped off of the desk, and before the boy had a chance to register it, she was standing less than a few centimetres from him, her nose almost brushing his, her eyes glaring into his. He stood a great deal taller than her, but she didn't back down. "Now, i asked you politely before if you would stop using that language. I will ask one more time. Stop, please." she said, her voice low with anger as she glared into his eyes. Now that Lissa was closer to him, she could smell a faint scent on him. She wasn't sure if it was his natural body odour, or if it was a cologne, but it smell nice to her. Something she could lay next to and smell for hours. The thought was quickly torn away as she remembered the situation. "The next time you do it, i will slap you. I don't care how much bigger you are. I will not be disrespected." she said, a faint smile appearing on her lips, though her eyes were still as threatening as ever. Reaching up to his face, she pinched his cheek playfully, and as she let it go, she turned and returned to her spot on the desk. Sitting across from him again, she assessed his reaction. For some reason, she couldn't really stay mad at this boy. She knew he was being an arse, but she also felt that there was something deeper to his attitude. His next comment made her grin. The fact that she hadn't left the room when he had wanted to came to mind, and the grin became a smirk that spread across her face. "No, its not fun, is it?" she shot back at him. Two could play the game of the smart ass. As he moved on to finally tell her his name, she raised an eyebrow again. Yevheniy wasn't a name she had heard before, and she imagined that it wasnt too common though. She liked it, however. It was different, and had a ring to it. "Yevheniy... I like it." she said softly, more to herself then to him. Alissa was Russian herself, so the name was easy to pronounce, and it somewhat rolled off the tongue. She was glad when the boy finally seemed to relax and accept that she wasn't leaving. It felt good, having him somewhat accept her, and not insist on her leaving. She felt like she was finally making headway with him. "So." she replied to him, a bit of a playful tone in her voice. The smile she had put on as she had said it quickly disappeared at his next statement, which indeed confirmed that Alexei had had an encounter with Yev. The fact that Yev had called her twin a prick wasn't almost as hurtful as the frightening truth that he was right about her not wanting to bother Alexei first. She glared at him again, but chose to ignore him completely. It wasn't worth the fight, and she wasn't ready to admit that she had indeed forgone waking her brother. She had begun to feel a little put off by Alexei's 'higher than thou' outlook on life. The only person Alexei loved was himself, and Alissa was somewhat sick of feeling like Alexei owned her. "Shut up." she said quietly, her voice breaking slightly. She pulled her legs up onto the table, and hugged her knees. She wasn't going to let Yevheniy get to her so easily. "Why are you sitting alone exactly?" she asked outright, trying to change the subject of talk.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

A smirk grow on his lips when she scoffed. So, perhaps he hadn't thought through his comment entirely. He didn't really care honestly, but it was nice to see this girl really stand up for herself against him. He found it a silly subject, but then again it was so early in the day, he could accept no less from himself or anyone else. Yev let his smirk linger on her, "I do enjoy being an arse." he nodded along as he spoke. Not really meaning what he said, but it was better than the other option she'd asked if he was. While it had also been a rhetorical question, that wasn't the thing that mattered to the teen. He let her continue on in defiance over this meaningless subject that she could've just been less annoyed about. They just couldn't have that, it wasn't good enough to let things go. He just shrugged, he'd apologised, and that was more than enough. It was good that she'd accepted his apology too, since it hadn't been entirely sincere. It wasn't really the point, he still meant his comment, but, Yev saw most girls as being quite shallow. he had just spent a lot of his times with girls that were, and now he just believed they all were. His mother had been pretty shallow, had tried to make him shallow too, but, Yevheniy cared a lot about everything other than the way he looked. Which was why she was not happy with his current hairstyle. Blond, and short. Shaved at the side. It was not what his mother called cool. And well, frankly, Yev had a number of things he'd say to her in response, none of them nice. He was right as it turned out, this girl did have a twin. Alexei. "Ah yes, the mighty Alexei" He scoffed at his own words. He didn't think very highly of Alexei, He wasn't sure how he felt about Alissa. She seemed alright, just a little insane. A little short tempered, where Yev wasn't. "He does not enjoy my lack of bowing to his self proclaimed greatness." Yevheniy laughed slightly thinking of this girl's idiot twin. However, his laughter was cut short, but her insistence on not swearing. He didn't get why she was being like that. It was almost like swearing had been outright banned for her. He shook his head at her, even when she got closer to him. Standing not far from his face at all. He looked down at her, meeting her eyes and just smiling at her as she spoke. He could tell that she was threatening him, but he didn't feel threatened often. He really barely felt it. Even if the time called for him to feel like he should. This was some girl, he could handle himself. Not that he'd really ever punch a girl, but if they hit him first he wouldn't exactly stop himself. He would just be sure to not cause too much bodily harm.

When she took his cheek he just raised an eyebrow slightly, just a, are you really doing that, kind of way. "Oh, slap me. Go right ahead." Yev's tone was not threatening, but it had an underlying tone of some threat. "Slap me, and I will f##king hit you back." He knew that he was possibly playing with fire. He couldn't girl wouldn't just let it go. "Although for the record, I'm not being disrespectful, we're in durmstrang, not nursery." He knew that that comment wouldn't go down well, but he wondered if she would follow through, or if he would. He kept his eyes on her when she walked away. It appeared that she was happy to play along with part of what he said. Which was good. She wasn't going to bite his head off for every off handed comment that was a playful insult. Though Yev was sure that she probably hadn't heard the rest like that. It was good that she was finally throwng it back at him rather than just getting annoyed by it. When she said she liked his name, he tilted his head. No one ever really like his name. It was a mouthful. His mother had always gone about it. "Thanks" He sounded almost surprised when he spoke. As if he truly didn't expect that to be something that she liked. "Alissa's a nice name also, I guess. Russian, right?" He was trying to return the compliment, and was perhaps failing, but at least this time around he was actually being sincere towards her. He shrugged when she said so, repeating the word she'd said to him back. It did appear strange to him that she didn't take more offence to his comment about her twin, just a simple shut up. His smirk grew slightly, "Oh, are we having trouble in twin paradise?" He raised an eyebrow at her as he spoke. "What has prince wonder done now?" He really hated Alexei. That was clear enough in his tone. Clear enough in the way, it was just dripping with hatred towards this girl's twin. Yevheniy looked away from Alissa and laughed slightly when she spoke. Not even sugar coating what she wanted to know. Yev knew he had two options. He could just tell her, or he could not tell her. He didn't know what this girl would do with such information. "Durmstrang is boring" He looked up at her, and gave a shrug. It was a truth, he believed it was now. He'd had such a great summer, and it was over. Now he was stuck in Durmstrang. "There is nothing to do. And well, when I have nothing to do, it makes me just...." Yev just let out a really long and heavy sigh, he needed the fights, and the getting into trouble, just to keep himself going. Or he'd just get more and more bored, which was never a good thing. "Plus, I just got a letter from my b1tch of a mother, who has decided to get remarried to some muggle scum." He practically spat the last word. "Now, why are you here?"
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Alissa couldn't help but roll her eyes at Yevheniy as he stated that he liked the way he was acting. She certainly didn't, though she had to admit that he was rubbing off on her. He wasn't quite sure why his pompous attitude was making her like him, but it was. He was everything her mother would hate, and she knew it. He was rude, arrogant, egotistic and disrespectful to a sense. And yet, here she was picking out more and more that she liked about him. His hair, the air of confidence he had, the lack of caring for the trivial things that Alissa had been raised to believe in like manners and chivalrous behaviour. Even the bags under his eyes from obvious lack of sleep made his facial features more attractive. Shaking her head slightly to clear the thoughts, she raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you sure do. Do you get off on thinking you're so cool, or is that something you put on to appear like you don't care? Nice façade, but i see right through you." she said, watching his reaction. She had come to the conclusion that the way he presented himself was half real, half put on. Or at least, that's what she assumed. She didn't believe that he was really this much of an arse. But she could tell there was some inner turmoil in him that was causing him to act out. She assumed it was either something from his past, or a home situation. Either weren't really her business, but she felt a little concerned for him. His continued comments about Alexei made her roll her eyes a bit. "You sound like you're in love. Have a crush on my brother do you? And here i was thinking that you didn't swing that way." he said with a grin, obviously stirring the boy. "Seems you can't tell those kinds of things anymore. I didn't quite thing Alexei would be your type." Lissa added with a chuckle, her joke becoming to much for her to keep a straight face. She knew that she was pressing his buttons now, but she felt like it was about time she did. He had done so to her enough at this early hour of the morning.

When he told her to slap him, her eyebrow raised again, and she couldn't help but put on her famous 'oh really?' look as she watched him try and act all tough to her. However, the next line to come out of his mouth made her temper spike again. He had sworn, once again. "That's it." she said, jumping off of the desk and in a second, she had him by the collar. Her thoughts weren't exactly with her though, and she she pulled him off of the windowsill, all concious thought went out the window as her anger and her inner feelings mixed together. Before she knew it, she had pulled him close, and felt her lips on his. Holding the kiss for a few seconds, she opened her eyes in amazement, and pushed him back. Shocked in herself and her actions, she shoved him, and slapped him on the chest. "Don't do it again." was all she said as she turned from him, her cheeks blazing red and embarrassment taking control, "Or i will..." she said, letting the threat go. She couldn't believe that she had just done that. Quickly looking to change the subject, she focused on what he was saying. "Thankyou. Yes, Russian, if that wasn't evident enough from my accent. My family have royal Russian blood dating back ages." she said, her voice a little shaky, as she faced away from Yev. She didn't know what the hell she was doing, and was still in shock at her actions. Calming herself, she forced herself to turn around and face him, and this time only leant against the desk, but not looking into his eyes. She was worried as to what she would see in them. "Nothing is wrong with my brother, thank you very much. He just enjoys his sleep, and i didn't think it was worth waking him." he said defensively, and glared at Yevheniy for a second before dropping her eyes again. She crossed her arms over her stomach, hugging herself. She listened to him speak again, and looked up when he confirmed her earlier suspicions about a shitty home situation. And from the way that he talked about his mother, he obviously had a broken relationship with her. "I... I'm sorry. You deserve better." was all she could manage to say. She hadn't really ever comforted someone before, and Yev definitely didn't seem like the type to accept sympathy. She let the subject go. When he asked what she had been doing, she merely shrugged. "I couldn't sleep, so i decided to walk it off. It was by chance that i had run into you." she said, her mind wondering to her actions just before. Her cheeks started blazing again and she hugged herself tighter. She looked up into his face, and struggled with what to say. "I, um... I'm sorry about before. I shouldn't have done that." she said, her voice a little shaky. She had never kissed a guy before that moment, and still had no idea why she had done it. "You're still an arse, but im sorry." she added, not willing to admit she had been completely at fault. Plus, she didn't handle to well in awkward situations.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

The teen's smirk at the girl fell ever so slightly when she spoke, not noticeably so. What was she seeing, if she was seeing right through him. There was really nothing beyond the usual family issues, and the fact that she'd been what he'd call the worst mother ever. She hadn't really cared about him, and he'd learned this when she hadn't stood her ground when Yev had decided to quit the old school and move to be with his father and in their home in Kiev. He was much happier now, though the school was boring. He'd been bored like before and it had ended pretty badly. Yevheniy needed something to distract him. "It's not a facade." He shook his head at her, though, he avoided meeting her gaze. Unsure as to what she was supposedly seeing. He knew that eyes were meant to give everything away, but the teen was sure that his eyes were not that expressive. He was just sure that all she would be actually see was the blue of eyes. Nothing else. Nothing more or nothing less. He just shook it off. This girl was just trying to figure out why he was acting like he was. it seemed pointless to tell her that it was just the exact way that he acted always. That really this was him. Yev liked the boldness, and the fact she thought of he was cool. She hadn't said that, but his mind made it sound like that was exactly what she had said to him. He chuckled lightly, "The last person I'd be crushing on would be your prick of a brother" The durmstrang teen didn't get bothered by those things, he liked the fact that finally she was trying to stir him into anger. "Oh no, Alexei is definitely not my type. I prefer my men, less like pansies" He was playing along, and found it a lot more fun when it was playful and not like they were at each other's necks, or just plain yelling at each other. This was better, this was more fun. As much as the threatening and stuff had been nice. Which Alissa seemed keen to follow with when he swore again, and she took Yev by the collar. He followed the motion as she pulled him. He glanced down at her, and just smirked at her. He liked her, this was more fun than he'd had in a long while. He wasn't even angry any more. If she actually hit him, Yevheniy wouldn't do anything about it he was sure. He kept his pale blue eyes on hers as they stood waiting for her to act. The actual action she took, took Yevheniy by surprise, and yet he found himself returning the kiss. He didn't have enough time to do anything. She broke away, and told him to not do it again, "If this is the reaction I get, I think I'll never stop" Oddly enough, he hadn't actually sworn this time around.

Yev watched carefully as the girl began to get a little unsure of herself, replying to his compliment instead of addressing what had just happened. "And here I thought all the royals had been wiped out in Russia" He replied, but there wasn't quite the usual tone. He was completely in his mind unsure as to how this girl was related to Alexei. He found that he actually sort of liked this girl. That sort of thing was just not allowed to happen. His father would have a field day with him. After a summer of moving from person to another, he wondered if this was the beginning of him doing that at durmstrang. Yev just didn't understand what had just happened, or what he should do about it. It was why, he'd actually been honest about his mother. The teen would've just generally lied to her, but she managed to get him to tell the truth, and this was without a battle to go along with it. He found his seat again when she replied to his question, smiling slightly at her response. "He's not a very good brother. If he can't deal with being woken up every so often" Yev commented. He disliked him even more. Yevheniy wasn't a heavy or large sleeper, perhaps that was why he didn't see the fact that someone else couldn't wake up and deal with a sibling upset. Yev wondered why she said she was sorry to him about his mother, it was odd. In all the time he'd been with his father and his friends not one of them had this reaction. Perhaps it was because his father hated her, and his friends were like him and didn't always care about others too much. "I don't, but yeah" He couldn't even stop the words, and instead of lingering on them was glad when she explained what she'd been doing. The teen smirked at her, "By chance? So, you're not actually following me?" He joked, thinking that they'd just move past what had just happened, and they'd both leave it. It appeared that once again Yev was wrong about this. He would've been perfectly content with just leaving it be. Ignoring anything had happened, but this girl wasn't of the same opinion. She apologised to him for doing what she'd done. The kiss was hardly something to apologise over. So, as she apologised again, he closed the gap between them, "Don't be sorry. I might be a d1ck but, don't apologise" He said, a smirk on his lips, just as he leaned down, and kissed her lightly. He raised a hand and placed it lightly on the side of her face, he kissed her more, less lightly. So that when they both left they were then both at fault with what had happened in this room. He pulled away, but kept his face close to hers. "Can you see right through me now?" He smirked, leaving his eyes on hers. Not pulling away. Just staying motionless.
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Alissa was still feeling some inner turmoil inside over what she had just done. Yevheniy obviously didnt realise it, but the moment they had just shared was a rather special one to Alissa, and it was one that she was still shocked and confused over. She stood there, dealing with the crushing fact that she had just shared her first kiss with a guy she had not only just met, but a guy she had spent majority of the conversation since meeting bickering with. She had somehow pictured it a bit differently. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at him when he stated that it wasn't a façade. "Uh huh, whatever you want to tell yourself." she said with yet another roll of her eyes. He was really trying hard to pull of his whole 'tough guy' act. But she could now see that there was something deeper that was the reason he was acting like he was. She could see that there was a softer person somewhere within him that wasnt this person that he had been trying so hard to be. Someone who cared, and was kind, and wasn't so harsh. Or maybe that was something that she wanted to see, considering her feelings for him. She was so confused now, it was hard to tell the difference between the two. Why did she have to confuse things so much? When Yev made the comments about Alexei, Lissa's eyes flew wide open with shock, and a little bit of fear. "Oh god... Alexei." she said, a slightly scared tone in her voice. If he found out that she had even been here talking to Yevheniy, he would have been mad. If he found out that she had kissed Yev... The thought terrified her. Alexei was known to have a temper, and there was one thing he was more protective of then his own looks and reputation, and that was his twin sister. Alexei would be out for blood if he found out what had transpired here, and that sent Alissa into a fearful state, so much so that his comment about never stopping his cussing flew right over her head. She stood there, staring at the cobblestone floor, her thoughts and fears running rampant. This was a side of her that no other living person had ever seen.

Coming back to the conversation, she once again tried to shake her thoughts from her head to be able to speak. "No, they weren't all wiped out, well, not the magical ones anyways." she said, her mind still off in other thoughts. She hadn't really given him too much of a detailed answer, but in her state, who could blame her. She was trying hard to battle with her thoughts, and was trying even harder to not let her fears overtake her. She had to push them aside and deal with them later. She didn't want Yev to see her like this. "He's a good brother. He just liked his sleep. And my problems aren't really ample reason to go waking him in the middle of the night." he said, though her defence of him was weak. In all honesty, she hadn't wanted to wake him. Alexei wasn't someone she told her problems to. In his eyes, she was strong and vicious, and never had problems to deal with in the first place. If he saw any weakness in her, she would never hear the end of it. She frowned at him again at his next statement. "You do, Yevheniy. Whether you see it or not. You deserve better, and thats the end of it." she said sternly, giving him a look that said that trail of discussion was well past being over. She hated the fact that he was now putting himself down, and she wasnt going to stand for it. "Oh yes, im totally following you. I make a habit of stalking people i've never met." she said sarcastically, with another roll of her eyes. She was making a habit of doing that. And suddenly, he was there again, his lips against hers, and all fears and thoughts going out the window. She felt his hand on her cheek, and couldn't felt but feel them burn red against this touch. It was amazing how many emotions could be brought out by a simple kiss. And then she felt the lips press harder, and surprised herself even more by pressing hers back with just as much intensity. Every second was bliss to her, and that was a feeling she had never felt before. She was even disappointed when his lips withdrew, but was even more grateful when he stayed close. She hadn't even noticed that she had moved her hands up to wrap around his neck, and now stood there with her arms folder either side of his neck, staring up into his eyes. Lissa grinned at him gently at his statement. "More than ever. You arent so tough after all." she joked, her voice soft and gentle. "You don't hate me as much as you claim." she said, and kissed him gently again. As she pulled away, she rested her head against his warm chest, and listened to his heartbeat for a few minutes as they stood there in their motionless embrace, butterflies welling up in his chest.

 

[Yevheniy Kharchenko]

It was almost incredibly pleasing to Yevheniy that Alexei would probably eventually hear about this, and that he probably would be very annoyed. Yevheniy couldn't believe that he even liked Alissa, but there was something about her, something he couldn't pinpoint that he liked. it did also help that Alissa was incredibly easy on the eyes, despite how she thought that she looked. He smirked at the thought of Alexei finding out, or of anyone really finding out. He didn't get along with a lot of people, and from what he'd previous known about Alissa was that she was incredibly desired. But, it was nothing that Yev couldn't handle. While he didn't appear it, Yevheniy was good in a fight. He took most wizards by surprise, but leaving aside his wand and just launching himself at them, never really hesitating. "I can handle him" the teen gave a small shrug, knowing that he could as long as it was just one on one fighting. If he brought his cronies and together it was against the lonely Yevheniy, he knew he wouldn't stand a chance. But, he wouldn't back down. He didn't regret it, and he would handle the consequences. It wouldn't be the best, but, for him it was just the fun he'd been search for, and who'd've thought it would be from a Vetrova. For a moment, he wondered if the exhaustion was just causing him to either be having an incredibly vivid dream, or if he was hallucinating. Either way, that would be an interesting turn of events for Yev. He didn't want it to be. His thoughts were interrupted when she replied to him, of course, he'd been joking and hadn't expected a real reply, but it worked to get his mind away from everything. "What a shame" He replied though the usual sarcasm was less strong. Just his mind on other things wasn't the best. Shaking his head slightly, he ran both hands through the small amount of blonde hair and shook it up. He thought that siblings were supposed to help each other no matter what, but it appeared like this wasn't the case. Not that he expected any better from her twin. He wasn't saying that he maybe didn't in part understand where he was coming from, but then again, Yevheniy wouldn't let the b@stard sleep at all if he had a choice in the matter. Yev could see why she might not want to and disturb him, and to Yev it confirmed all the negative feelings he had towards the other teen. It was good, it distracted his mind from what he'd said to her, and while he was surprised about her response he couldn't help but disagree. Yevheniy had always told you got what you deserved, ironically that had been from his mother, and so, he believed that he'd done something to deserve a mother who had truly grown to dislike him. "A person gets what they deserve"</SIZE><i></i> the boy muttered in Ukrainian. He had nothing else to say on the matter, and had no intention of arguing the point in english with this girl.

Snorting slightly, he smiled at what Alissa said. "That makes complete sense." He smirked at her, returning to english. His smirk at her faded slightly when he'd gone to kiss her. He didn't understand why she would, or could be sorry at such a thing, so he'd made it right. Yev had to admit despite his early reservations on the matter of this girl, as in when they had first greeted each other which hadn't been too long ago, but he honestly found that he actually quite liked her. He wasn't sure if he was that interest in really pursuing this romantically, but the way he kissed her, and the way she kissed him back. It was good. It felt good. It felt right. He could honestly say he wouldn't mind going out with her, and kissing her like this a little more often. Pulling away from her was almost hard, but he did anyway. He wasn't sure if he was quite ready to be in any form of relationship. Though the boy could now claim that this couldn't possibly be a vivid dream or hallucination. He liked the way she'd wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him in. They were slightly different in height, but that wasn't really an issue, if anything it was better. He chuckled slightly, "I'm plenty tough. You've just caught me on an off day. I'm tired, that's what you're seeing" His usual smirk was plastered on his lips, as he spoke. He didn't necessarily think of himself as tough, though he tried to be. It was better to be tough in Durmstrang than anything else. He shook his head at her, "I never hated you. I hate your brother" He was surprised when she leaned her head against his chest having wrapped her arms around him. He smiled at this, why did this feel good? It was a strange feeling, but one he liked. He could feel her warmth against him. Suddenly he felt tired. As if the lack of sleep was finally catching up to him. Rather than pushing her away, he held her closer, wrapping his arms around her. He began to wonder why she'd even be interested in him. Looking down at her, feeling her warmth, he wondered if this was just a massive prank. <SIZE size="50">"Why do you even like me?"<i></i> He muttered quietly in Ukrainian. He couldn't imagine that it was because of his looks. His mismatching hairstyle, the paleness coupled with his sharp features and pale blue eyes, didn't exactly make him attractive by any definition of the word. Well, that was how he saw himself. He just shook his head, "We shouldn't be doing this." He said, despite the fact they were really doing anything. "Your brother I can deal with, but we just met. Maybe we should go on a date or something, before this becomes serious." He shrugged, "I mean, if you want to go on a date? If this is just a one off thing to get back at Alexei for him not helping you," his words trailed off as he began to pull away from her. He kind of was hoping she'd say yes to a date. Maybe they could do that first before they dove into anything they'd later regret.
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[Alissa Vetrova]

Alissa only rolled her eyes at Yev when he stated that he could handle Alexei. She wasn't so sure that he would have been able to, as she had seen Alexei's temper more times then she had cared to, but something in Yevheniy told her not to push the point. He had an anger in him that made her consider that he might actually be able to handle Alexei in a fight. But that was something she never wanted to think about. Seeing her brother and Yev fight would have destroyed her. Trying to move her thoughts on from that line of thought, she considered to herself the extremely odd turn of events. How had this all happened? She was so lost on the events of this evening that she decided to just put it behind her and focus on the now, and the immediate future, as that was starting to become more and more terrifying. She knew that whatever this was between her and Yev, was something she didn't want to give up. Which meant that eventually, Alexei would find out. And that drama was something Alissa never wanted to have to deal with. What Yevheniy said next threw her off a bit. Her mouth fell open a bit and she looked up at him in a bit of shock. She felt crushing rejection swirl inside of her, which was almost instantly crushed by yet more shock. He had just asked her on a date. That thought rang in her head as the realisation that she had never been asked on a date before hit her, and her mouth hung wide with shock. Realising that her mouth was open, she closed it and thought to herself for a moment. "You're right, we should be doing this." she said with a nod, and smiled at him. "I would love to go on a date with you though." she added, and beamed happily at him. She hadn't expected him to ask her out at all, and this new revelation was one that made her immensely happy. "Until next time, lover boy." she whispered softly as she reached up and kissed him again deeply. And then, without another word, she pulled from him and exited the classroom, walking the corridors back to her dorm, with nothing but a smile on her face.