New Perspective

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> All was thankfully easy enough for Kiefer to handle in Durmstrang Institute. All the studies that he have been taking were doing okay and he was consecutively getting decent grades enough to please his folks. Kiefer wasn't a teenager of brains though, and the usual average that he would receive is just an Acceptable. That or Exceeding Expectations were his usual marks. It was grand though, still he really did not dwell on his assignments, lessons and some projects that were quite useless. Durmstrang was all seriousness at often times; at least that was what Kiefer thought so. He never told anyone about this since other students in his school adored Durmstrang than any other. Their opinions did quite matter after all. Kiefer was silent as he walked along the corridors of an alley, with muggles occasionally walking by him or bumping him softly because of their rush. Kiefer payed no mind to them because of his mind drifting. It went to his memories in Durmstrang and how he changed since he entered his fourth year. He thought that he still was the small playful boy that he was two years ago. And now everything almost changed entirely. He was like a body full of hormones and he couldn't stop gawking at some ladies who were pretty enough to catch his attention. He learned some things about flirting too, but he only used it when he thought that the opportunity was golden. Kiefer looked up and noticed that it was raining softly. The pitter-patter wasn't much a bother but Kiefer never really liked rains like this. He was accustomed to either live comfortably in winter or summer. The blonde male spotted a coffee shop nearby and entered it without any really knowing why he did so. He wasn't entirely clueless of the muggle world, since his mother would usually show him around there. Besides, many muggle teenagers were to pretty to ignore. Kiefer definitely took his chances whenever he spotted them.

Nevertheless, Kiefer wanted to enjoy some free time in somewhere where he would be alone or could be in the presence of people who did not know about his identity. The coffee shop was bustling with people but the system of the employees were doing all fine. The customers did not complain a bit, and hushed conversations were held in every corner. Kiefer checked his casual shirt to see if any droplets were there but there were none really. He approached the counter and ordered hot chocolate before slamming the payment down on the counter which cost him not much. Kiefer looked around, and not so many people his age were there. There were a few couples and some employees that wanted to take a break too. The blonde knew that all of them did not want to be disturbed and so he sat himself near the corner of the end of the shop, beside a wide window which allowed him to glance at everything outside, from the rain to the rare cars that would pass by. He sipped his ordered drink and looked outside, setting his hot chocolate down the table. The blonde knew a way besides from apparating to get to Durmstrang, since it was not yet legit for fifteen year olds to apparate and get a license. The boy preferred the silence, rather than spending time with the hushed noises a few meters away from his spot. "Maybe some decent company is all right too," Kiefer thought silently before his silver eyes stared outside the window, which had droplets of water because of the rain that was occurring outside. He narrowed his eyes and observed his muggle surroundings and made his thoughts drift into tranquility.​

Out of Character:

Eh, exclude the bonnet in Kiefer's attire. Only the top and some black jeans is what he is wearing.

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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

It was getting dull and boring, after reviewing her notes repeatedly at the same time watching several birds flying up in the sky. How she wished that Quidditch would start soon, she was fond of height and all the risk but it was just sad to be not able to play a game here. Ashe envied her brother for being able to apparate and practice Quidditch as he pleases. It sucked being student at time, though it was fun to practice Dark Arts at the same time go outside the castle as you wish. Since no one seems to care as long as you're done with your classes, in which she decided to go out for some walk. Also to have a nice cup of tea, Durmstrang wasn't the best place for food after all. Ashe returned to her dorm to get change into her comfortable attire, no heels included. At age fifteen she was indeed tall for the average size of a normal girl, it was in her genes. Including her brother who's in his six feet now, other than that being a part-veela has it's good things. It was easier for her, being a female. With her good looks and charm there are a lot of suitors trying to pursue her. But Ashe was never interested, she was too good for them. Also she was has her standards for guys, find someone who's powerful as you are. Once she was done dressing into her casual attire, Quincy Ashe Cavell left the school and out into the streets.

Ashe was used to the muggle world, living in a muggle society and with her wizard parents. Everything seems to be thrilling with her life, but for a girl like her. She easily gets bored and would ignore useless people. The fifth year is different, she wanted to see everyone in pain, except her love ones. Though it's fun to watch someone's pain, even better by hearing them cry. She had the guts of man and never tried to show her true self, her nice side. Explains why she hated being Hogwarts for sorting her in the wrong house, just because the stupid hat couldn't' decide. She sighed while walking, glaring the people's stare at her. Ashe is beautiful, just like mother and some stranger's couldn't help but to stare at her lot. At first she wasn't used to the attention they were giving. But as time passed, she got a hang of it. Still there were some creepers and stalkers following the girl, which she handled with her strength, kicking the hell out of them. As everyone seems to think that's she's this innocent and sweet child, who loves rainbows and unicorns. When she's the opposite of everything, she hated that stuff, she hated almost everything. Though during her younger years, she had a collection of stuffed animals beside her bed. It was one of her childhood memories, when she was still isolated from the world.

Upon walking, Ashe noticed a coffee shop nearby, only a couple of steps to go. She instantly remembered her brother, Enzo. The last time she saw him was inside her coffee, similar to it. Muggles were still staring at her, as he dirty/dark blond her followed the movement of the wind. While her hazel eyes glared at them, though the effect made them open their mouth some more. Ashe decided to enter the coffee shop to order some tea and some biscuit to eat, just so she could relax and have time for herself. Which she seldom does, since she's too busy lurking the school, playing on pranks and reviewing of course. As she entered, all eyes followed the beauty, on the other hand she stood straight. Ignoring their eyes and decided to sit nearby the window, away from the crowded muggles. Everyday she thanked Merlin and her parents for making her a witch, not a muggle nor a squib. She then sat down and ordered some Peppermint Tea, along with some honey and their homemade biscuits. The young girl began to wait for her order, scanning the room, who know's her brother might actually be there watching her. He didn't even knew that they were part-veela's, thank Merlin her mother traced their ancestors last week.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> Kiefer disliked the rain that was pouring and scowled whilst watching it fall for what it seemed like hours. Was that hours? Or just minutes? Regardless, he kept his stare on the pouring water from the heavens and laid his back on the soft chair. Kiefer sipped from the hot liquid which slid down his throat into his system in such a pleasant manner that he even did it again. Muggle drinks were always a thing that he would never get tired of drinking forever. It was sweet and the continuous fizzing inside the glass was amusing to watch. The rain continued to pour which made the temperature of the room colder than a while ago. More people stepped in the shop, shivering because of the cold temperature that dropped down rapidly outside. Kiefer turned his attention to the glass instead, focusing on his reflection to keep busy. As usual, his hair was tousled and was sticking out in every sort of direction. It made him look casual, just like any ordinary teenager muggle boy that would be seen everywhere. His eyes, with an intense silver gaze were staring at themselves. And his skin was all the same; fair and becoming manly. He closed his hand into a fist and supported his head with it, whilst crossing his legs in the manner of a manly way. More umbrellas were filling the place and so he thought that the rain would continue until later.

Soft music filled the room's chatter and it soothed Kiefer's emotions whilst watching the rain. He was just the only one really in that corner, which some vacant tables surrounding him. The muggles were occupying those chairs and tables that were near the counter for some absurd idea that he would counter. Sitting beside a huge and wide glass window was something that would relax him more despite the calm things swining around in Durmstrang. Kiefer continued to look outside but a ladylike figure approached the vacant table just a few paces away from him and hell, she was such a beauty. She had dark blonde hair cascading down her shoulders. Kiefer did not even know whether it was light brown or just dark blonde. Her skin was fair yet she had an expression of seriousness on her light features. Kiefer craned his neck to see more of her, but something struck him almost instantly. She definitely looked familiar. Kiefer was aware that he did not exactly reach out to learn more names in his school but his mind kept track of those faces that he saw most of the time. The lady looked like she was one of those people who he would see around Durmstrang Institute. Deciding that he couldn’t take his curiosity, he stood up and approached the beauty. "Hey there," He greeted casually and stationed himself behind the vacant chair that was across the young lady. "I am sorry if I disturbed you but, you look a hundred percent familiar. Have we met?" Kiefer ran a slow hand through his tousled blonde hair, his silvery gaze boring into her own eyes. He wanted to know whether she would agree with him. Giving her a clue about Durmstrang was hopefully one safe step. He unconsciously had his hot chocolate in his grasp with his left hand putting itself on the vacant chair.
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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Ashe looked faraway, getting a glimpse of the sudden rain. It looks like she was destined to be here anyway, and it would take a few more hours before the rain to stop. She sighed a bit until her order already arrived, the waiter placed her order as gently as he can. As if he didn't want to disturbed the girl, she slowly glanced at him and smiled. Lucky for him, Ashe is in the mood for being nice this certain day. No one can really calm her, except her brother and parents. Speaking of Enzo, she didn't saw his soul inside the cafe. He must be busy hitting on some girls, fans. It didn't mattered, since it's nice to spend some alone time too. Still she couldn't get it out of her head, being the second in line for almost everything. Enzo has it all, the fame and soon the fortune. Even when she's in Durmstrang, one of her label is Enzo's sister and this made her proud yet furious. Ashe wanted to make her own name too, not just because she's a part-veela but because she has the brains, looks and skills. Raising up his cup of hot steaming tea, she blew it first before taking a sip. Feeling it slide down her throat as the cool and crisp taste of the Peppermint started to sooth her.

"Lovely." she adored the drink, and landed her eyes to the plate of biscuits a few inches away from her. Until she heard someone approaching her, this wan't new to the part-veela. Being confronted and adored was in her genes, hopefully this one isn't a female. Like the last time she had encountered, a lesbian who was starting to like her. Delirious, it was a horrible thing to experience. Since she wasn't interested in anyone, most especially to that mud-blood. As for her sexuality, Ashe never actually thought of that, but she was certain she liked boys her age or older. Stroking her hair, as it was blocking her view of her tea. Ashe gradually returned her tea cup on the table, feeling there were a dozen eyes looking at her. The fifth year didn't even bother to look at them, it was just waste of time. She never wanted to marry a muggle, nor did she dreamed to be married. Maybe when she was little, and Ashe can have little future death eaters to cradle. Her attention returned to a stranger approaching him, he wasn't that all handsome. He looked liked her Italian cousin Raffaelo, only the stranger was clean.

Inside her mind silly mind she couldn't help to giggle with her comparing her cousin with some stranger. Ashe wanted to roll her eyes, hearing his lame pick-up line. At least it sounded like a pick-up line to her, it always starts with You look familiar, Have we met, I think I know you." Seriously, why can't just guys say hey and asked if they could share a table with her. Instead they would try to impress her, some would even flex their muscles, which is gross. Since the Durmy is the mood, Ashe thought there was nothing wrong with the stranger. At first she didn't bothered to look at the boy's face but instead she nodded. "I don't think so." she kept it short and precise. Guiding her eyes up to the stranger's face, blonde and tall. It's unlikely for Ashe to like blonde boys, though she never really tried to talk to one. The British-English, crossed her legs as she flipped her hair backwards. Wondering if she had seen him in Durmstrang, she just rarely go out the library and her dorm. There were a lot of creepers and stalkers outside the school grounds, also she wasn't a fan of the sun either.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> Kiefer tilted his head to the side, taking in her natural beauty with his silver irises. Being fifteen was such a pain and it caused him embarrassment and distractions. It started when he turned fourteen which was only last year and took notice of all the pretty ladies surrounding him. They had pretty faces, long legs, fair skin and lovely eyes. The only thing that made all of them different were their attitudes. Some were bubbly and open to anyone, some were the type who would shy away from boys like Kiefer. Others had the tendency to go with the flow and flirt whilst other ladies were just plain ignorant. Kiefer would always play around with those who snobbed him, just to make himself busy with some challenges that were impossible. Befriending ladies like these who a challenge to him, no matter how stupid others would find it. Kiefer raised a brow at her and mentally told himself to stop thinking about how pretty she was. Honestly, she was a beauty but it did not extend to her inner self. Kiefer was in the mood though for a good challenge, especially for him to know if the girl was really a school mate of his. Durmstrang seemed to have lesser students compared to Hogwarts New Zealand so he should be able to distinguish her easily. Kiefer knew that he sounded lame to her, judging by how she looked at him with a bored expression on her pretty face. Inwardly, he groaned at himself. The Durmy wanted to keep a conversation flowing with the prettiest girl in the shop and so he just leaned in from the chair. "Well I think so. In the school I attend, it's as if I've seen you there." Kiefer told her with a small smirk resting on his lips to tell him that he was not going to give up on her. It was worth a try trying to befriend a pretty, ignorant and gorgeous girl who almost looked like his age. Hell, it was totally worth his time. His fifteenth year in life was giving him tonnes of hormones nowadays and he cannot help himself but feel a little giddy when a lady with good looks passes by him or when someone would want to talk to him, his age.

"Mind if I?" Kiefer asked, his smirk remaining on his lips as he looked at her, motioning his head to the chair. It was a brief moment when he looked at her and shrugged as he helped himself on the vacant chair. He did not care whether the blonde would hiss at him. He just wanted to get this clear. The rain was splashing on the huge glass window beside them but his thoughts was elsewhere. Clearly, it was on the blonde female in front of him, which seemed bored by his appearance. Kiefer wanted to entertain her and at the same time, get to know her more. Getting to know her if ever she really was a witch or not and if she was his classmate at Durmstrang. The fifth year gazed at her with his silver eyes and said something casual, "Are you new here? Or are you just having a break like me?" His tone was smooth and he sipped his hot chocolate again and settled it just near her orders, which were quite a lot in his opinion. She had some pastries with her and a drink that he often saw around in this shop too. Kiefer glanced up from her food and leaned forward, his mind wanting to urge her to say something that would relate to Durmstrang, if ever she was a student from the school.
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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Ashe was born kind and sweet, though she might appear like a hard candy outside, she has a sweet soft center inside of her. She never liked being nice to everyone, only the certain people that makes he feel safe. The girl didn't even bothered to gain friends, maybe just once back in Hogwarts New Zealand. A Hufflepuff, she never heard of her again. And now here's a boy, trying to start a conversation with her, befriending Ashe. Is his intentions good, is he here just to befriend her or is mesmerized by her pretty face. Maybe all of the above, being a part-veela has it's pros and cons. It wasn't easy to deal with guys who wants to follow her around, indeed it was scary. Ashe looked at the stranger, analyzing his face at the same time trying to get a snap of his face with her mind. On the second thought, he's not that bad. He's silver eyes complimented his blonde hair, as well as his cheekbones. Of all the guys Ashe met, he would be rank in the middle. Her brother being the first, she then watched him lean on the chair. Somewhat gazing at her, Ashe faced him. Looking straight into his eyes and then to his whole face, she didn't felt awkward or ashamed to reveal her face to him.

"Sure, go ahead." Ashe said to him, this time she watching him. Her British accent following her words. The charming young lady saw him smirk, she didn't mind and thought it to be cheeky. So instead of frowning Ashe smiled light to him, while feeling the warmth of his tea. Meeting guys like him wasn't new, as he seems to be a flirt like her brother. Enzo managed to share every certain detail, when a guy is flirting with her. The secrets and truths, it's indeed handy when it comes to meeting teenagers like him. "The second one." answered the beauty charmingly. As she took another sip of her tea before it would get cold, Ashe watched the boy's movement. Trying to see if he was right, if he too goes to Durmstrang, though he looks like more of a Beauxbaton. In was somehow in her bloodline, to flirt a little. That is if Ashe is in the mood to do so, luckily today she was. She slowly leaned forward, resting her head on both of her arms. Bent in front of her, while she placed her tea cup away from them.

"Unless you're in Durmstrang." Ashe stated, subtle as she can for him to understand. Though her tone was little softer this time, to avoid any stares or more boys to approach her. Though there were already a couple of male and female, young or old staring at their way. They didn't looked like lovers or anything, in which made Ashe remember her brother. There was this time where they were seen as lovers, with Enzo wrapping his arms around him for a hug. The usual brother he is, it was funny, for actual muggle and witch to be jealous of them. Still they looked very much alike, except that she had blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. Just like her mother appeared to be, who knew that she was once a brunette. Ashe continued to gaze at the boy trying to see if he felt uncomfortable with her looking at him. He wasn't that bad to look at, he could do for now. Let's just hope that her name fits into his blonde head, and his piercing silver eyes.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> Kiefer noticed that everything was slightly quiet around both of them. They were actually in the corner of the restaurant, with the others looking at them curiously. Most of them were groups of boys that were almost Kiefer's age who were gathered on a single table a few meters away from them, eyeing them warily from their spot. "Nosy muggles. Heck." Kiefer dragged his gaze away from them to avoid the curious stares and welcomed the silence when he looked at her to distinguish her looks more. She was so beautiful and it was just difficult to miss her beauty anywhere. Even at the darkest alley, Kiefer was so sure that he would be able to spot her among many muggles. It was rare for such a beauty to be found now. Usually just some pretty girls that would come by his way and try to flirt with him. He played along with those girls though since his hormones never stopped him from doing so. Kiefer returned his attention to the girl and caught her surveying him just like what he did to her moments ago. He knew that it was something that people did to others when they were suspicious or curious about them and he had no care at all if the girl would do that to him. He had nothing to be guilty of anyway.

Kiefer looked to her and was glad to see her welcome him to sit down. She was being civil towards him which was a good start for the boy to start a decent conversation with the girl. Her face was so familiar to him and he swore that he saw year just recently somewhere where he could not recall that much. His instincts told him that it was at school though because that was the only place where he stayed the most besides from the muggle world of the whole Europe. For a second, he flashed a smile of thanks to the girl and quickly wiped it off his lips. Kiefer replaced it with the usual curious expression that he'd often bring out when he wanted to socialize with girls. He was casual and he tried to sound normal without creating any havoc with magic. His anger would sometimes leash out but he would remain calm, cocky and cheeky at times when he was surrounded by people, especially those who were ordinary muggles at ordinary muggle places. Kiefer's silver eyes turned towards her, narrowing into slits as she replied to his question. The blonde boy leant forward and a few seconds after, she too leaned forward with her her head plopped on both of her hands. It was a pleasant position whilst Kiefer smirked inwardly at this conversation. She was opening up and he loved that. Kiefer leaned in a little closer as she said something that caught him off-guard. Her tone was soft as a whisper but he understood her so well. Kiefer heard it, the word Durmstrang. "I knew it. You're a school mate of mine. I'm sorry but, what's your name or what should I call you? If we talk again there, that is." Kiefer leaned back with a triumphant grin toying with his lips, his silver eyes finally finding relief. His brain was not betraying him thankfully and all he thought along the conversation was true. The lady was a witch! And not to mention, a gorgeous one indeed.
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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

For some reason Ashe's friends were mostly male, she liked them for being real and just carefree. Rather than having friends who are females, who only want to do is to gossip, shop and talk about boys. Growing up with a brother made her versatile, where in she can actually get along with boys much better. Though she never actually tried to socialize that much, explain her being a loner from time to time. Ashe's hard to please though it takes a perfect person to make her smile or she's just in the mood to mingle with other people, like right now. Silence grew inside the coffee shop as some people were watching them, even their mouths were kept open from the beginning. The blonde didn't bothered to look at them, as she tried to focus her attention towards the boy. He looked decent, the type of guy who would maybe flirt with you a little but has no intention to pursue you, or so she thinks. As the raindrops started fall, Ashe changed her positioned and crossed her legs into a different direction. By now her tea's cold, though she had no intention of trying those cookies at first. She doesn't trust the bakers, only her mother makes her biscuits and pastries. The reason why she ordered it is just for display or in case her stomach would grumble in pain anytime soon.

Being vegetarian was lot harder than she thought, especially when her father would make his homemade barbecue sauce. She had no choice but to spread the sauce on her celery and carrot stick. Though it was also nice to have her mother who's also a vegan like her, the one who motivated her to be one. Ashe wasn't forced to be one, it was her free will too. There's something about being healthy that she loved so much and she liked to keep it that way. Ashe made sure to be fit at all times, with proper exercise and with her amounts of sleep. It's not that she's a part-veela, she can waste her youth and beauty by eating unhealthy things. Returning to the boy, Ashe figured that by now he understood her words. The only thing she did upon hearing his response, is to nod and smile cheekily. Though felt a bit reluctant when she heard him asking for his name, she didn't liked the idea to be the first one to introduced herself. It should be him, since he was the one who approached her and not Ashe. "I'd like to know your name first before I state mine." she said with a smirk at the end of her sentence.

There's no way she'd reveal her name to a stranger she only met a few minutes ago, it was unlike her to do so. She clasped her hands together, waiting for him answer to say something. Hopefully he's name too sounds decent, Ashe didn't even likes her birth name. Quincy, sounded like a name of a pop star. It was dreadful to hear someone call her that, only her mother and father calls her Quincy. No one dared to call her first name, it was always Ashe this and Ashe that. It was also easy to pronounce, short and simple. Though having two named were nice too, she can hide her identity as if making a alter ego to hide the real her. Ashe then gazed at the boy's silver eyes once more, trying to keep it cool and easy.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> Although the stares that came from the muggles near them were infuriating, Kiefer had his attention elsewhere. For now, he was oblivious and tolerant. He was casually looking around them and briefly glanced at the pastries that the girl had with her. It looked ordinary just like any homemade recipe that his mother would have in her recipe book. Her food were alike with those plain biscuits, with several crumbs spreading on the sides of the plate. It was not much but it looked appealing to anyone who wanted to get some food in their system. Kiefer was greatful that he only ordered a cup of hot chocolate or else he would be stuffed with muggle pastries from the shop. He was not short on his money though and he still had a few dollars to spare today. Ordering pastries from the counter would be entirely useless though and he did not have the stomach to swallow all of those in just one sitting. He was full and a warm drink on a cold day was the best thing he needed at the moment. Kiefer figured out that his company had tea or at least something warm to hotten up. His drink though was already cold but he did not pay any heed to that. The boy wasn't born with a lactose body anyways. "Isn't this milk?" Kiefer stupidly questioned himself and just brought his eyes up to hers and found it to be hard blue. It matched her features, making it sharper and more feminine. He pushed away her gorgeous image from his thoughts and focused on something that would keep his mind going. Maybe a conversation about her order would not hurt. "Delicious? I personally never wanted to order those pastries." He muttered to her, before shrugging innocently and looking at her eyes again. Merlin, she was beautiful with a dark atmosphere behind her. Kiefer was in need of carbohydrates to regain some energy. The biscuits were made of some kind of flour maybe which would grant him energy. He did not want them though, because his stomach apparently did not except any solid foods to enter.

Her face rang a bell in his mind as he thought of it. In fact, the images were a lot clearer after confirming that she really did attend Durmstrang with him. However, her name was not as familiar as her face. But she surely was part of those pretty girls he've seen out there, excluding those that he was related to anyways. Kiefer was always motivated by his father do reach out to those ladies, no wonder why he got a wonderful wife himself. An ounce of cheekiness went through him as he faced her completely, with a little amusement kicking in. The girl was fiery to play with him and he was always fond of talks like this. She wanted his name? So be it then. Giving his name to a pretty lady wasn't harmful anyways, as from Kiefer. "Kiefer Harris. Now I've said mine, what's yours?" Uttered the blonde boy as he looked at her with a small smile. He was almost sure that he had introduced his name to hundreds of females out there, either muggle or witch it did not matter at all. He wondered whether others still remembered him but the slim chance that he figured out was always there. Flirty girls only kept track of those who were good looking and Kiefer doubted that he was part of that list. The boy leaned in closer, to be discreet and silent as possible for others not to hear. "Back at Durmstrang, I'm in my fifth year. It bugs me why I do not recall your name so much." Kiefer laid back now at the backrest of the chair, his expression showing nothing but reluctance to tell her that kind of information. She was a witch and now he just wanted proof. The boy was satisfied though that he was already sitting with a pretty girl across him and it made him even happier to learn that she was his kind.
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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

Quincy Ashe Cavell didn't understood why she was still here, other than the rain pouring. She wasn't this nice to some random guys, mostly to Durmstrang guys. Guess the stranger in front of her is somehow different to the other boys she met, he was somehow brave to approach her. While the others were even afraid to approach her, they needed some will power to do so. Also, Ashe isn't the type of gal to smile at some boy she just met, in fact it was rare of her. Making it her first time to actually start a conversation with a stranger, he didn't looked suspicious which made her welcome him. Ashe's piercing blue eyes stared at him, her lips pursed trying to check his features closely. He didn't look that bad, though if he's a muggleborn, in a instant she'll storm away. She just didn't liked the fact to be surrounded with muggleborn, it somehow irks her. Living and being raised by a pureblood mother, it was awkward at first to socialize with muggle. Since they seem so ignorant of the world, they live normally and seems to be happy about it. On the other hand, Ashe wanted power and a different status in life. She grew tired of being hidden with the world, hiding her powers. The blonde wanted freedom and sometimes war, just to keep things lively.

At times this made her parents worry about her thinking, but they were always there to advice her. Advising her to be a good witch, to be an Auror, be a Proffesor or work in the ministry. She didn't want that, Ashe wants to be a Death Eater, worship the Dark Lord and the like. As if her whole identity is changing into something dark, there was a bit of niceness inside of her, which she seldom use. Ashe then flipped her hear once more, as her dirty blonde her landed on her shoulders. From time to time, she cuts her own her or her mother, no one can touch her hair. It was always her family against the world, they understood her more than anyone. She then returned back to reality, seeing the boy was still there to talk to her. Hearing about the pastries she ordered, Ashe raised her brows and wondered how lame was it to talk about the pastries she ordered. Before she could even say something mean, Ashe pursed her lips in hopes of acting nice this very day. She sighed inside, wondering if this stranger likes to make a fool of himself.

A typical nice girl would smile and ignore him, and so she did. Trying to shook her bad intentions with the boy, she didn't want to make a mess just because of the stupid pastries she ordered out of curiosity. "Kiefer? What an odd name?" she thought to herself, trying to recall if she knew him back in Durmstrang. The name didn't ring a bell, maybe he was new since it was only last year when Ashe transferred schools. "Ashe Cavell" the beauty answered in her seductive accent. She likes to keep her name short and simple, since she hated being called by her first name, Quincy. It sounded so happy, and this really irritates her. "Well, that's not my problem" Ashe answered with a giggle at the end of her statement. She doesn't care really, and just wanted to act nice towards Kiefer Harris. Though she found it amusing that they were both in the same year, perhaps they had a class together this semester and Ashe didn't really likes to memorize her classmates. Not did she tried to look at them, since they were the once who were looking at her.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

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<COLOR color="#000"> To play easy was Kiefer's game for himself. Yes, he did desire a challenge for himself but something entered his mind to change it all up. The past two years of his life were awkward to remember. Recalling the names of numerous pretty ladies whom he has met and failing to remember their names. The hormones in his body were building up. It also did not help to see some gorgeous girl sitting across him, looking quite bored with his introduction for a conversation. Not to mention that she confirmed herself to be from Durmstrang. There were not exactly pretty ladies from Durmstrang like herself. She was incredibly an exception too. Her blonde hair was mesmerizing and Kiefer was stuck in between, wondering whether it was just light brown or dirty blonde. Her eyes were also light blue, firing with intensity. Her features were sharp and noticeable to any guy out there like him. He was so sure that the other ladies were jealous of her looks. Whilst she ignored him, Kiefer stubbornly studdied her appearance. She was lovely for a girl whose age was just his own. She was simply to beautiful and mature for a fifteen year old. Was she even fifteen? Perhaps sixteen because of her maturity. Either way, it did not matter at all. Kiefer just wanted to get to know her and be an acquaintance. He swore, she was one of those stunning ladies he has ever met at a very young age. Her blood was magical, probably just like his with an unusual twist. He wondered what made him attracted to her in some sort of strange and peculiar way.

Kiefer eventually tore his gaze from hers, picking up the styrofoam cup that held his hot chocolate. Gingerly, he wrapped his fingers around them and brought it to his lips whilst waiting for the girl's name. The temperature already went down, losing the heat it had moments ago. He frowned inwardly but drank it nonetheless. He was still aware of the stares from others that were naturally upon them. Well actually most of them were on the girl who introduced herself as Ashe Cavell. The rest that were for him came out from pure jealousy which really did not count as much as Ashe's. Kiefer was pleased though that he was sitting with someone who was good looking and not those other muggle teenagers who would just talk to him out of the blue for his number. He was fifteen for Merlin's sake! But his age did not stop his mind from being un-innocent as others would call it. Truth to be told, he has received several pecks on the lips by other ladies that were out of the ordinary. Kiefer though was always the type who would take it slowly no matter what the girl would plead to him to have a faster relationship. Kiefer nodded slowly, taking in her name. He loved that accent of hers too. It was British and it sounded classy. His though was a mixture of British and Bulgarian. He didn't quite get his own accent too. "It definitely isn't," Kiefer agreed after hearing her giggle. It was cute to say at the very least. "I guess I'll just have to look for you in school once I get back." Kiefer coyly stated with such a playful tone. He wasn't going to let his guard down. As far as he knew, it was actually Cavell who started the flirting and not him. He wanted to start a good conversation and here she was, planning to flirt. Wasn't it just a good start.​

Out of Character:

This is what I cooked up from a museless me. I didn't check so, there might be grammatical errors.

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[Quincy Ashe Cavell]

There was something about this conversation that made her want to continue it, in some cases Ashe could just sprint away from the strangers that would say hello to her. She hated being ignored then again with so much attention she doesn't like it either. Though being a part-veela's in her blood, she had no choice but to endure everything for a moment in time. Ashe continued to gaze at him, hoping she didn't turned out to be flirting with the guy. Which she isn't, her appeal's just to hard to handle for guys like him. It made everyone think that she's interested in them when the truth is she's not, since it's hard to please her. If only she would train for Legilimency, then she'll know what were the strangers thinking about her. Ashe's hair kept it's shine, as she slowly took a few strands and flicked it away from her face. Who knew that she was once a brunette, thanks to her mother everything changed. Soon her hot tea was gone, as she took a last sip of her drink. She could feel her stomach feel replenished, no more dinner for her later on. Since she didn't like eating to much, at the same time she likes to keep her body fit and lean.

"Do whatever you wish." Ashe replied still trying to be interested in the conversation. No one knows when will it last, still she kept her gaze to the guy. Ashe knew very well if Kiefer's going to flirt with her, she knew how a guy would flirt. Taking it from her brother, who's the master of flirting. Kiefer's nothing compared to him, Enzo can swoon everyone in this very room including guys. He's appeal's too much to take, other than his looks and poise. Enzo is Ashe's brother at the same time, she idolize him though she wondered what ever happened to their dream of becoming a Death Eater. In which she needs to talk to him about that, was he waiting for her to turn seventeen or something? She never understood him since he graduated from Durmstrang, and that made her confuse as well. Ashe slightly sigh, getting bored of Kiefer, will he talk some more of will he just stare at her more.

 

[Kiefer Harris]

Ashe Cavell was such a distraction. Her eyes, the way they glimmered made him want to talk more with her. Something was just different about her. The way she delivered her sentences, her posture and her personality was charming. Charming in such a way that no any young lady can be. Kiefer regretted mentally drooling in front of her, making him look probably stupid like a little schoolboy he formerly was. He snapped out of his inappropriate thoughts and regarded her with the usual coy personality he held in front of young ladies like Ashe. "I might just look for you. Watch - " Kiefer was interrupted, by a small blooming heat sound that came out from his watch. The heat was slowly warming up. Kiefer looked at his wristwatch with a wrinkle etched on his forehead. The warmth was familiar and he immediately knew what it was telling him. His parents charmed it to heat up if ever he had something to attend to that needed to be his top priority.

"Oh damm!t," Kiefer uttered, barely above a whisper. He narrowed his silvery eyes, turning them into slits. He disliked the memory he finally remembered and he was also hoping to get know Cavell more. He needed to study and return to Durmstrang immediately. His mother wanted him to be present in the Owlery, for some important letter he should receive in just a few minutes. He inwardly winced at what she wanted to tell him now, hoping that no Howler would be delivered for such marks he'd been receiving. He was an average student and not much the brainy type. Kiefer noted that he'd been neglecting Potions and Muggle Studies and perhaps his mother had receiving only Acceptables for the two subjects. Kiefer groaned and leaned back, his expression disturbed and suddenly irritated.

He was aware that the almost ten second silence was growing hot on him. Kief decided to make a move to cover this soft silence and leave abruptly. He ruffled his hair slowly, a tired sigh coming out from his lips. His silver gaze looked at Cavell's apologetically, with a wave of embarrassment coming in. "I need to leave. Some stupid person is calling for me." His words were harsh, especially Kiefer knowing himself that he called his mother stupid. It was a rude comment to make for his mother but his mum always had the worst timing. Kiefer reminded himself to tell his mother about the timing she set up. Kiefer slowly stood up and nodded once to the female blonde. "It was pleasant meeting you. I'll expect seeing you at Durmstrang." Kiefer turned his heel, before dropping a small smile at her.
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