Ocean Eyes

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus closed the door to hed bedroom and sighed. She was instructed by her mother to go to her room after dinner and get to work on some of her school assignments. The one annoying part about being home schooled was that one's mother knew when their homework was done and when it wasn't. There was no lying about it. Amycus didn't really feel like doing anything right now though. Her mind was having a hard time focusing right now. Surely her mother could see that by the way she behaved during dinner. Then again, Keyne was over for dinner tonight. Amycus' dad and mom seemed to be getting along better now than they ever have. So lately Leilani was likely distracted in her own way too. 'I guess that just means she'll be less likely to pop in and make sure I actually get something done tonight.' Amycus thought she she kicked her school books under the bed and glanced back at the closed door. She was actually considering on going outside and visiting her favorite spot at the beach. Perhaps Amycus would have a better chance at getting something done out there. The waves would settle her nerves and bring her to a calmer state of mind. But if she got caught sneaking out this late she would be dead. It was nearing nine in the evening. It was a little too late for her to be outside but Amycus didn't really care either. She had done this millions of times. So far she had never been caught. But then again her father had never been over for the night either. Amycus didn't think they would bother her but just in case she had a plan. Amycus snatched a pair of shoes from the closet and slipped them on over her skinny toes. She would just make it look like she had gone to bed instead. Amycus stuffed some pillows under the covers and pulled it up so it would look like someone was sleeping in it. Then Amycus turned off the light and headed to the window. First Amycus unlocked it and slowly opened it so her mother or father would not hear her open it from the next room. Once it was open enough for her to crawl through she hopped out the window. A gentle breeze blew by and fluttered around Amycus gracefully. She closed the window a little bit still left it cracked for when she came back. Amycus quietly tiptoed her way past the living room window and down a trail that led to the beach. The moon and the stars lit up the way for her. It was a beautiful night. Almost romantic if one was into that sort of thing.

The beach was secluded. Lights from the city across the bay lit up the sky in the distance. Amycus liked to look at them sometimes. 'It's so beautiful here.' Amycus smirked to herself and settled herself next to a tide pool. The seventeen year old pulled her wand out and muttered the lumos spell so she could see inside the tide pool. Clams and starfish were about the only thing she could see. But there was also some seashells there. Amycus gingerly picked a few of them out and held them gingerly between her fingertips. She put all the seashells she collected to the side then dipped her feet inside. The water was chilly but refreshing. Amycus loved it. This beat doing homework by a long shot. Amycus was about to go searching in another tide pool, but instead she heard a noise. One that made her turned her head to look around. Either someone was coming or she was hearing things. 'I really hope that isn't either of my parents.'Out of nervousness Amycus stood up and backed away from the tide pool. She saw no one. Amycus decided against going back to the tide pool and started to walk down the beach. The waves pool around her feet. She felt nervous about coming out. She didn't want to get into trouble. But she didn't want to go home either. Hopefully it wasn't anyone she knew. Amycus' eye looked back to the path. It seemed like no one was coming but she still felt like she needed to keep a close eye on the beach. ​

 

[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias Zhefarovich was back in the area that he had been thinking about after some time. Ozias had some free time to himself while he was debating on having Azerail just flicker, turn into the dark wizard that he was destined to be. Ozias wondered how long it would take him to be in that chamber for, a week? Month? Year? Any longer than a month and he would lose his job as a professor considering that they were needed, and also as a healer as well. Ozias was sure that he could spark it before their father returned and ordered him into the chamber. That was the hold up, on their father. They would have to act fast, there was no telling when Asparuh would show once more. Ozias could not say that he was looking forward to it. He did not really go to the Zhefarovich Manor that much anymore, and he considered to keep from others for the time being, and their business. As long as they did not come after him. Ozias wanted to keep the same of everything. He could not adapt like most people. He had a rough time adapting from his move from the Zhefarovich Manor to the move to where he currently lived now. Everything had to stay the same. So even if Taralynn and Azerail got married, he would expect them to stay with him in that large house. He did not care. He just could adapt to a big change at once. This was more than likely why he was back here, at the beach where he had settled in, however he had a different plan. He was going to be taking his boat which he had shrunk to the size where he could carry it in his pocket of his jeans. Approaching the waters, he looked at the sky and he could see the stars beginning to show, carrying little light. He knew that when he looked at stars, they were looking at the past versions of them. They were no longer alive. The stars had lost their life so many years ago.

Digging inside of his pocket, Ozias pulled out the mini boat, before he also retrieved his wand. No one would be around to see him do the magic that he was about to do. He enlarged the boat which had only two seats since he broke out the other boards going across, before it was normal size once more, and with a kick, he pushed it into the water for a moment, half onto the sand. When he was about to get in and go for a ride, something had caught his eye. Ozias was not alone. His trained eyes to see in the darkness adjusted and narrowed to see a light, from a wand. Someone magical was here. Ozias stepped from his boat, put his wand away and instead took out his knife. He did not know who it was, but he was ready for anything. Or so he thought. He started to approach the figure that was outlined, before he slowly put his arm holding the knife went behind him in case this person was a threat, and they would not think that he was one too. His long black hair with a red layering underneath softly blew in the wind. Ozias looked behind him and could see that his boat was not going to be going anywhere unless he was the one that pushed it off into the waters. If he got into any real trouble out on the ocean, he would apparate himself and his boat back home. The ocean was good sized dessert since one could not drink the ocean water, which was why he always came prepared. All he needed was a glass so that he could conjure the water. Upon approaching the figure, Ozias saw that he or she was smaller than himself. He put his wand away, and then he recognized the body, the air. Getting closer, he looked at her before he murmured, "Coach Baros' daughter? Out after curfew, aren't you?" Ozias wondered if she would even remember him. It was just too much of a coincidence to see her hanging around here. Her folks must live nearby somewhere, but he didn't want to know where they lived. It was none of his business. It just seemed odd that she would be here, of all places, once more meeting him.​

 

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus jumped when a voice interrupted her thoughts. The voice came out of nowhere so she wasn't expecting it. Plus it was so dark, she could barely see anyone around. Amycus shifted her gaze back and forth a couple of times before her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the beach and were able to pick up a figure a little off to the distance. Amycus had to squint to see his face clearly with the distance between them, but she could make out that it was the boy from the beach that day. The one that rescued her from being harassed. "You again." Amycus muttered softly, unable to decide if she was feeling happy to see him again or if she was feeling nervous. She knew some things about him that would make most people nervous. She still didn't know his name either. But that was probably her fault. Amycus stared for a moment before she raised her finger up and gently placed it to her lips, as if she was telling him to keep it quiet. He was able to quickly figure out that she was out past her curfew. He also remembered that she was Coach Baros' daughter. Hopefully he wasn't the type to snitch on people. Amycus didn't want her parents to discover that she snuck out frequently to be out here when no one else was out here to bother her. "Don't tell." Amycus would be crushed if they were ever to find out. Sure she was old enough to take care of herself, but until she was eighteen, she needed to live with and respect her parents' decision. Even if she hated how boring it was. Amycus wondered what he was doing out here. Wasn't he from Translyvania? Well his team was so he must have been from around that area. Why was he all the way over here? Amycus looked down at the beach below and tried to think of some reasonable probability. He wasn't here because of her. So she ruled that out completely. Amycus approached the boy a few steps just so she could see him better. It made her feel a lot safer.

"If my parents find out that I've been sneaking out, they'll never let me outside again. W-what are you doing way out here anyways?" Amycus asked as she stared at him carefully. Perhaps he would be willing to explain to her why he was in the United States? Amycus was curious to know. She was also hoping to make sure that he wasn't going to tell on her. Her house was pretty close to the beach. A five to seven minute walk and one would be there. Her parents didn't know she came here at night though. Leilani would murder Amycus if they found her out here. Not to mention with a boy. Amycus' blue eyes gleamed in the pale moonlight as she glanced up at the stars. An airplane flew by. Other than the bright stars dotting the skies that was the only thing she could make out up there. Amycus returned her eyes to the boy who's name she still wasn't aware of. She felt bad that she didn't know his name, but chances were that he still didn't know hers either. Amycus noticed a boat on the shore behind him. Was that his boat? Instead of voicing whether it was his or not Amycus pointed to it. Amycus liked boats. Only because they allowed one to be just that much closer to the ocean. Was he going fishing or something? Amycus almost smirked at the thought. He didn't seem like the type to be into fishing. ​

 

[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias looked down at the daughter of that coach, knowing full well that he would not need his wand after all. She was not a threat to him. Not that he could see anyhow. This girl, he did not know the name of. He would figure out what her name was eventually because she seemed like an interesting person. Not many would catch the attention of this man, but she had, despite the fact that she had been underage the previous time that they had met. He was unsure of she was of age now though. It had seemed that she was somewhat frightened with the sound of his voice. Did he really scare her that much? Then again she had figured out that he was darker than he appeared to be with his killing motives. She only knew so much, and he was still here to this day. He slowly nodded when she muttered the two words. He did not have much to say to that, but he was starting to wonder, had he said his name to her the last time that they had met? It seemed like once in a lifetime thing, but now that he was standing here before her, he was starting to think differently. Something was drawing the two together, and he believed that it was something much darker. Of course, he did not believe in fate. He believed in much darker forces, and it became apparent to him, she was meant to be apart of it. Something bigger that only he could see. At first he had come here to to onto the waters, but now, his plans had seemingly changed. Ozias remembered only the important parts when it came to meeting others. He knew her age, well, he only assumed her age, and then he knew her relatives. It was very possible that she was indeed a pure-blood. However he would not ask until he thought that the two would indeed become something. He recognized the gesture that she had used, probably for the fact that she was out at night. Ozias raised an eyebrow at the other two words that she said. Don't tell? Tell who, the stars or the fish? He didn't know anyone in this country. He simply nodded once more, giving his word that he would not tell Merlin knew.

The mysterious seeker of Transylvania was simply thinking, but when she started to speak especially how if her parents found out that she had been sneaking out, they would never let her out, it simply made him smirk. He didn't know what that was, boundaries and whatnot. It never made much sense to him, but he also did not have strict parents in that aspect. His family were strict however when it came to parents, his father was never really one, more like a commander, and his mother was dead now. Then he was asked why he was here, and he remained silent. He did not really have a good answer, but he just looked over at the boat that was yearning to be taken out, and then back at her, using gestures to speak other than words that could be heard. Ozias approached her even closer, and he looked deep within her eyes. At least this time when he was with her, he was not a bloody mess like he was last time. He reached for her hand to take within his own, and he finally spoke, "Would you like to come out onto the ocean with me?" It was risky, and he knew it, but he was sure that she would love the ocean, same as him. The fact that he had practically never known this girl for more than a day had made a lot of difference for him. He never would have offered this to anyone else. Ozias looked down at their hands, before he started to feel something. He didn't know what it was, but it just felt. He did not even have a way to describe it. She knew only a fraction about him, but that should change. Well, he wanted it to change anyway. "I'm Ozias," murmured the older pure-blood. He presumed that she would want to know the name of the man that holds her hand within his, and the one that wanted to take her out for a ride onto the treacherous ocean that held no favoritism for anyone. It was not like he was going to let them drown or die out there. He knew enough magic to keep the two of them safe for all eternity out on the ocean waters.​

 

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus smiled softly when the stranger nodded. A part of her figured that there was really no one around for him to tell. But she still didn't want to risk anyone finding out that she comes out here every once and awhile. "I know. It sounds stupid. Who would you tell, right? I just don't want anyone knowing about this place because they might take it away from me." Amycus frowned. This place was like her secret hideout or something. Amycus came here to think or to relax when she was having a really rough day. The loud roar of the waves behind her brought Amycus back to reality for a moment. The stranger was still standing on the beach with her. He was a handsome stranger, that much was for sure. He had beautiful eyes, that were deep and mysterious. It was like she needed a map or a code to figure out what he was thinking. He also had really nice hair. Amycus liked men with longer hair. He wasn't too chatty either, nor was he egotistical, or rude. He was more or less quiet and only spoke when he felt like he needed to. It was easy to feel comfortable around him. Well right now anyways. He could always show a different side to him later. But Amycus would try not to judge him for his secrets. Everyone had them after all. The thin brunette tensed up when the stranger approached her. Now he was even closer to her than he was before. Her eyes locked with his own. Her teal blue eyes didn't waver a bit as she stared into his eyes. He reached for her hand to take within his own, and he finally spoke to her for the first time in what seemed like hours. Even though it was really only a couple of minutes. Amycus was barely able to hear his question. But luckily she heard enough. Amycus let her eyes drift over tot he boat he was messing with earlier. So he wanted to take her on a boat ride onto the ocean? Amycus nearly smiled. He knew the way to her heart. Amycus loved the ocean. She loved the smell, the sounds, the way it looked. The ocean was so perfect. It was even more perfect now that a cute boy was willing to take her out onto the Ocean.

"I would love to." Amycus replied, her voice soft. She took his larger hand into her own and felt her body being pulled toward the boat. Amycus had just climbed into the boat when the stranger revealed his name to her. His name was Ozias. What a unique name. Amycus really liked his name too. It rolled off her tongue in a nice manner. But for the sake of the way he was, she wouldn't utter a single word about his name. "My name is Amycus." Amycus felt that since he shared his name with her, she should share her name with him. He name was so much cooler though. Amycus settled herself onto the boat and breathed out softly. The boat rocked slowly as it floated with the waves. Most people hated the feeling but somehow Amycus found it relaxing. It could even come close to rocking her to sleep if she gave it enough time. Amycus' tan fingers scaled the side of the boat as she took it in. It was a really nice boat. Amycus was easily jealous. If only she had a boat of her own, then she would always be out on the ocean. "I wish I had a boat. I love being out on the Ocean." Amycus wanted to just lie back and fall asleep here. But that probably wouldn't be a good idea seeing that she was in a boat with a man she barely knew. Her parents would pee themselves if they could only see her now. Amycus absolutely loved it. Normally it was Mylie who never listened to them. Now Amycus had her own little rebellious streak going on. The water pool around the boat and Amycus stuck her fingers into the biting cold ocean water. It would be fun to go night swimming, but Amycus didn't bring a suit nor did she think Ozias wanted to swim. He looked like someone who preferred to stay dry. Amycus let her gaze fall over to him. Why did he invite her out here in the first place?​

 

[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias smirked slightly, amused that she would understand what he found ridiculous about what he thought about what she said, without him even saying it. It meant something, that she knew what he was thinking somewhat. A grand connection, one that he found admiring. Ozias shrugged before he murmured, "Don't worry." The two words from him, from the man that hardly speaks, usually means a lot. She must have been talking about her parents, which he would never hope to understand what that was about. Sure, his family had laws, but nothing about curfews or where he could and could not go. Sometimes he doubted that his father and mother were even willing to be parents. And yet, his father produced quite a few children. Mostly pure-blood, but it was supposedly for a good cause. Ozias didn't have the luxury of growing up normal, but it made him not understand, but he did not feel jealous at all. Eventually he would understand, but only with what he heard and observed, yet never experience. Ozias was an adult now, he could do what he pleased, granted they did not break any sort of family laws. What was amazing to him was that she seemed to be perfectly comfortable with him. He did not say that he was a killer, but she had observed it, and he did not deny it. Yet she was comfortable. Ozias was even more amused at her reaction for when he had gotten close to her. She did not seem scared, and looked at him right in the eyes. Her eyes reminded him of the ocean waters, and he would remember them for as long as he remembered. The moment she agreed, Ozias could feel something stirring, but he had no idea what it was. His expression hardened for a moment, trying to decide what it was. Then he ended up not caring, so he just pushed it aside, and started down the beach with his hand holding onto the girl's. He was never this affectionate with Taralynn, with hand holding and what not, but Ozias would let it slide this time. Too many changes and it would freak him out and having him have to adapt to them in a manner that he did not appreciate too much. Although for now, he would simply take the girl out onto the ocean, and he would show her a good time, not having a clue on what they could go out there besides float around.

The seeker of Transylvania climbed into the boat after making sure the girl did not fall off into the water. He sat down in the boat, and he flourished his wand. Using the banishing charm, he pushed the boat into the waves of the ocean. He used an oar to guide them further from land, and into the deep blue sea. He paused when he heard her name, and he stopped rowing. Amycus? That name was a rather lovely name of course, but he recognized it as the name of a Death Eater from 1999. "Like the Death Eater," commented Ozias on the name of the girl. After the boat seemed to be a good deal from land, he shrunk the oar and he set it aside, to let the waves and the current sweep them further out. The shore looked like a mere speck from where they were. It was a perfect place to make a kill. No one would hear the screams. Ozias did not plan on making Amycus his victim though. After she seemed to have this unseen connection, he thought that she would be better off alive. No one else had that ability other than his family, and they were definitely not related. She loved being out on the cruel ocean, and he would have to agree. With a few of the seats broken out of the boat, Ozias stretched his legs out a bit, before he made sure she would have some room on the other side. However Ozias had another idea. He flourished his wand, and he cast the Bubble-head charm around his head after removing his shoes and socks, and transfigured them into a lantern. It seemed more appealing for the time being. Ozias dove off of the boat, and into the crisp, cold ocean water. Swimming down what felt like forever (although he was not about to drown with the bubble around his head), he finally reached the bottom of the reef. His hand went out, after casting Lumos, to look around. He found a few seashells that he could bring back to the surface. Ozias put out the light to not attract sharks. He swam up to the surface where he could see the boat, and he emerged, taking the charm off of him. Ozias set the three seashells into the boat, and he looked over at Amycus. "I couldn't find any other colors down there, but they are yours if you want them." Ozias remained in the ocean, somewhat wondering what her next move would be. He couldn't predict it, and it was driving him mad.​

 

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus was confused for a brief moment when Ozias mentioned that her name was like the Death Eater. Now Amycus did know what a Death Eater was. But she knew little about who was one and everything. Apparently there was one that shared the same name as she did. Her teal eyes fell onto her lap for a moment. Would he laugh at her for not knowing? Amycus didn’t hate the Death Eaters. She didn’t support them either. But that was because she didn’t understand the cause they went for. ”I suppose so. Though I’ve never heard of anyone having the same name as me before.” Amycus admitted quietly. Her cheeks turning a faint red that she was sure Ozias might have trouble seeing in the dark. At one point she was told by someone that her name was a boy’s name. But she never really took it to heart. Especially since Mylie was more often than not just being a brat. So perhaps Mylie did know what she was talking about. It could be a male Death Eater that Ozias was talking about? Odd. How did Mylie know about Death Eater’s in such a form? ”Your name however, it’s…I’m going to guess that it’s Hungarian? Or Russian? Maybe even Bulgarian? I’m not sure. It has that sort of ring to it though. I like it. It’s unique.” Amycus explained. She was more or less trying to learn more about him as a whole. Then on top of that she wanted to try and cover up how unusual she was. He would probably get annoyed and send her off if he discovered more about her and who she was really. Amycus knew she was weird. There was no changing that. She spent all of her free time by the Ocean. She had no friends whatsoever. Oh and she loved peppermint. The last one might nit seem that weird to most. But she ate it a lot more than normal people should. Amycus didn’t want to weird Ozias out. He was the one cute guy that she knew of that would actually talk to her for as long as he did. It would be a pity to see him go so soon. Especially when she was just getting to know him a little bit better. Amycus gasped when Ozias jumped into the water. Was he crazy? Even if it did look a little bit fun to attempt and whatnot. Amycus peered over the boat to check and see if she could see him. All she could faintly see was a small light.

When he submerged Amycus smirked. He brought her shells. Well that was sweet of him. ”You certainly know the way to a girls heart. Thank you.” She smirked. Amycus gingerly took them into her hands. Oh they were beautiful. He was very kind to be willing to get these for her. Especially when it was so dark down there. Amycus found herself facing the urge to go swimming herself. But she had no suit. She never expected to be out here during this time of the night. Especially not with someone like Ozias. Amycus stood up and peered into the water. The brunette barely feared sharks. I fact she feared freezing more than she did a shark attacking her. But how was she going to swim when she had no suit? It wasn’t like she could swim in her birthday suit! Well she could. Amycus reached into the small pack she had and checked to make sure her fluffy warm towel was in there for when she came back out. She brought the towel to make sure her feet were dry before she came inside the house. Otherwise her mother would know where she was. That’s how she had been caught some many times before. Amycus then dropped her bag onto the boat and quickly stripped down to nothing. Frankly she didn’t care of Ozias saw. It wasn’t like he was going to get a good look or anything. Especially not with her in the water which was currently as dark as the sky itself currently was. She just wanted to swim. Amycus smirked and dove into the icy waters. The chilly ocean water immediately woke her up. Amycus emerged from the water and nearly gasped. Now she was right across from Ozias who was still in the water. ”Hi.” He probably thought she was nuts. But oh well. The water was like her home. Amycus felt like it was okay if she was a little bit strange while here. Just so long as she never gave him the chance to find out how bad she could be. Amycus knew it was deep too. Eventually her arms and legs would either get too cold or tired and she would be forced to get back onto the boat and dress herself. With the temperature of the water she doubted she would last long without getting extremely cold anyways.
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[Ozias Zhefarovich]

It was curious. She appeared to not know about Amycus Carrow. He was a legend, somewhat. His half-brother was related to the Carrows due to the kid's mother that seemed to be vicious, self-righteous and cunning when she merely slept with three men, and bore their children. He didn't see any sort of pride in that. Not that he could say much. His father slept with three, and had children with three. Ozias stared into her teal eyes, finding them to be rather enchanting. Something about the color of the ocean made him entranced within. He let out a sigh, and he shrugged, "You must be native to this country. The Carrows are from Britain. We hear tales of them from time to time." In Ozias' own opinion, Amycus was the name of a girl or a boy. One could shorten it to Amy easily. However he didn't like that. He liked how exotic her name was. When she said that his name was Hungarian, Russian or Bulgarian, Ozias smirked slightly. The origin of his name was none of the above. His mother was never traditional with names, and for that he couldn't be more displeased. "I am Bulgarian. However my first name originally comes from Hebrew. My mother didn't go with traditional Bulgarian names when it came to naming her children." Ozias sounded like he was giving her a lecture, but there was a lack of negativity, and he didn't have the ability to thank her. So he merely smiled, a fraction. Ozias was rather amused by this girl, since she seemed to be perfectly okay with being with someone that seemed as deep as the ocean, but as unforgiving and murderous as the waves and storms from the ocean as well. That was why he felt more at ease in the ocean. He could feel the emotions, so to speak. To meet someone that was understanding, someone that loved the ocean as well and seemed to be drawn to him, it made him drawn as well. He could not help the pull. It was like two tides, coming together to create something devastating to others, that could lead helping people out to sea where they would never be found. Leaning on the side of the boat, he stared at Amycus as she looked like she was enjoying the shells that he had dove for her. If it weren't for the bubble-head charm, he never would have gotten them. Her statement was somewhat odd, but he didn't know if he was trying to find a way into her heart, but if it worked, then it worked. He simply nodded, and hoped that the ocean wouldn't get too much colder. If so, then he would have to get warmth somehow.

The moment that Amycus stood up on the boat, Ozias made sure that the boat didn't rock or else she would lose her balance. What was she doing? The moment that she stripped down, Ozias could see her, but he turned his eyes away out of respect. Or shock. Probably the latter since that was not something he was expecting her to do at all. She was unpredictable, and in fact, he didn't know if he liked that or not. Ozias felt the boat rock, and dipped underneath for just a moment before emerging, to see that Amycus had yet to. She dove in so, it wasn't like he was going to have to rescue her. She emerged, and she was right across from Ozias in the water. She said, 'Hi.' For a moment, he just stared at her in the dark, and he could see her bare shoulders. The stars in the sky was not doing much to give the area light. He didn't know a spell that could do that from the top of his head. Ozias didn't say much, but he instead ducked under the water, where his hands found her waist, tugging her under as well. He had his eyes closed, but somehow he knew. Ozias managed to gently, barely even touching, brush his lips across hers before he opened his eyes under the water, and watch her reaction. That was always the best part. Ozias didn't even know what it was that caused him to desire her. Perhaps it was the fact that she seemed so naive, yet so close with the ocean. He was a lot like the ocean as well. Perhaps he could get her to believe what he did. He wasn't a Death Eater, but he could easily pass for one. He emerged from the water, believing that she would too, and he wiped the water from his eyes. Sometimes it got nerve-wrecking, but it happened. As soon as she arrived to the surface, he thought that she might have the same idea as he. The water was getting cold. Since he was used to cold, he didn't want her to get sick. He pulled the side of the boat down so that she could hop in. "Let's lay back and listen to the waves. It's getting a bit cold." There was a lantern in the boat, and there was enough room for them both to stretch out on, but he didn't realize that it was big enough for one to have room. Two, it would be a little cozy.​

 

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus nearly blushed. Now she felt stupid. She assumed that because he was Bulgarian, that his name was going to be Bulgarian by origin too. Amycus knew better than to assume she knew anything about anyone. Ozias included. "Of course. I should hav- sorry for assuming like that. I feel like an idiot now." Amycus wasn't sure why she had apologized to Ozias for that. But she felt so awkward and lame, that it was the only thing she could think to say right now. Hopefully it would have Ozias consider her to be less of a loser than she might have made herself appear. Amycus floated in the water and tried to avoid looking Ozias in the eyes. She hated being awkward sometimes. Especially when she was outspoken at the same time. Amycus wasn't afraid to share what she was thinking, but more than half the time whatever came out was more awkward than she intended it to be. Amycus wished she were better around boys too. Not that she wanted to seduce Ozias, but he was awful cute. Was it wrong for her to desire to flirt with him? Or with any boy for that matter? Amycus had never flirted before, therefore she had no idea how to do it. Which all in all might be a good thing. He might not appreciate her trying to flirt with him. Especially with her acting as lame as she was. Amycus was about to ask if he was getting cold, but instead Ozias did something else. He quickly ducked under the water, where his hands found her waist, and tugged Amycus under with him. Amycus barely had time to take a breath before her head was submerged in the icy depths of the ocean. Amycus wasn't under the water for long because the moment she felt Ozias' lips connect with hers, her eyes blew open and her mouth nearly flew open as well. Being kissed under the water had always been a desire of Amycus'. Amycus felt her lungs beginning to ache from the lack of oxygen and Amycus kicked to the surface.

"Well that was....sexy?" Amycus said as she brushed some of the sopping brown locks out of her face so she could see Ozias more easily. She did find it pretty hot, and sexy, and well many other things. Amycus was all new to this so she wasn't sure if saying that was what he was looking for. Ozias pulled the side of the boat down so that Amycus could hop in and she smiled. It was getting really cold. At least he was kind enough to help her in. "Thanks." Amycus whispered, suddenly growing shy. She was naked so chances were that he was going to see quite a show while she was hopping in. Maybe he would be a gentleman and turn away? Or not. Amycus had no idea by this point. Amycus gripped the edges of the boat and pulled her thin frame into the boat, ignoring the fact that she knew Ozias had just see her entire backside in all it's glory. Damn her for not bringing a swimsuit! Amycus quickly pulled a blanket out of her bag and wrapped it around herself. she would get dressed later when she wasn't so cold and when she could get her articles of clothing on without having to work around Ozias seeing everything. Amycus laid back and glanced up at the nighttime sky. This boat was a little small so she wasn't sure how both Ozias and her were going to fit comfortably. Especially with him being as bulky as he was. But she was sure they would make it work. "Thanks for taking me out on your boat. I mean, you barely know me but you're still letting me come out here with you. It's, really cool. And-....thanks for the kiss too," Especially with her being as naive as she was, he could have turned her away. But Amycus was glad she didn't. This was so wonderful. It was like a date. But with a guy she didn't know, nor was he really her date. But it was nice for her to pretend and imagine that this was what it was like to be on a date. ​

 

[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias had simply nodded at her apology, and he vaguely wondered if there was something more about her than meets the eye. Amycus was something else, and he vaguely wondered if there was something developing. It was awful fast though, and it was making him uncomfortable. He desired her, he felt that now. But there was something more than just desire within him, he could feel that too. Ozias did not say or do much when she commented over his action underwater. He thought that she would enjoy that, and he had never done that before, and now that he thought about it, he wanted to have done something more than just something so simple. How could he had let that go, just so simple. Yet she thought it was sexy. Ozias assisted in helping the naked teenager into the boat, before he climbed in himself, and that was when he realized that he really needed a bigger boat. Ozias murmured, "No problem." He moved his wet hair out of his silvery eyes before he looked up at the stars, and he could hear the ocean practically singing to the two of them. Ozias looked down at the boat before he noticed that she had a blanket covering her body now, and smirked somewhat. She needed to come out here with something other than just a blanket and clothing. If one planned on swimming, they needed to either be used to the cold like he was, or bring another set of clothing. Well, granted, she did not know that she was coming out here with him anyway. Ozias waited before she was comfortable, and he rested his body next to her, still soaking wet from the water, having not bothered pulling off his shorts or shirt. He did notice immediately while laying down in the boat, he and Amycus were almost on top of one and another, because of the closeness. Somehow he did not mind it so much. Ozias situated himself and then he moved the girl a bit where he had to wrap his arm around her, and rest her head on his chest. He muttered, "Um, sorry, but the boat is a little smaller than what I first thought..."

The moment when she thanked him for taking him out on the boat, and the kiss, yet he thought that it should be backward. She should not be thanking him at all. He was the stranger, he was the one that was dangerous, yet she was thanking him? She had it all wrong. He looked down at her wet mass of brown hair, before he shook his head, "You heard me mutter a poem about death and killing, you saw me completely covered in blood and not uncomfortable with that. Are you sure you should be thanking a stranger, taking you out on a boat, alone, in the middle of the sea that could potentially kill you?" Ozias paused for a moment, before he added, "Not saying I would. You seem perfectly safe around me. Or are." Ozias felt the need to tell her that, before she would try to go back to her house screaming, crying wolf. That was the last thing that he wanted to do, was to scare her away. And there was the added fact that he would have to deal with someone coming after him. She knew his name now. She could easily send people after him and take him to Azkaban for his crimes, if they could pin any on him that is. He did not really use the unforgivables at all. Ozias did not really use magic a lot, but he sure knew how to play a mean game of Quidditch. He looked down at her and wondered if she felt like she could trust him. She had all this faith in him, and he did not do anything to earn it. Perhaps they were going on just instincts alone, which was not that bad. He was usually doing things based on instincts. What was going through her mind right now, what was she thinking about the two of them right now, slowly rocking with the waves, looking up at the stars after the kiss he had randomly given her. Ozias truly did not know what to do or say at that time, so he just remained silent and still.​

 

[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus thought this was going a little bit fast. Then again, she was young and foolish. Or so her mother liked to tell her. Amycus agreed that she was being young and foolish too. But she liked it. This boy paid more attention to her than any boy has ever before. Except her father. But he hardly counted. "Here I am, unclothed, out after dark, and laying in a boat with murderer. Oh I am so grounded." Amycus laughed softly. It was very ironic. How she used to do anything and everything she was told to make her parents happy, but it seems like her good girl streak is finally starting to wean. All thanks to this stranger. The one that had helped her out in the players lounge. The one who sat with her on the beach. The one who found her pretty shells. Ozias was certainly a strange fellow. Amycus liked this about him. Most of her life, she was raised around people who were so boring and plain. They always followed the rules, always avoided the unusual. Who was Amycus to shy away from something she had no right to judge. Teal colored eyes landed themselves onto the moon. It was so big and beautiful. It was only thing keeping the pair from being in total darkness right now. Amycus considered trying to pick her clothes back on. But she had no idea how she could pull that off without Ozias getting a good show. Unless she asked him to turn around or something. Otherwise it would continue to be awkward for her to be pressed up against him, only clad in a blanket. This was the most risque thing she had done. Now she was kind of regretting it slightly. What if her parents caught her out here with Ozias? Did either of them even remember how to get to this part of the beach?

"I like you. You're different. Kind of weird. But that's a good thing. I guess that's why I'm not that scared of you. Even though I know you could easily kill me." Amycus muttered with a tone of hilarity behind it. She had no idea if she was all that safe or not, but if he truly wanted her dead, he had a million and one chances to do it. He didn't want to kill her. Amycus was confident in that at least. He may want to hurt her, but so far he seemed to be really kind. At least, he did to her. Amycus wasn't sure if nice was what she wanted though. She was so used to guys being so nice and polite to her. Was it too much to dream of a guy actually be somewhat rough with her or something? "Probably. I bet I sound like a creep." Amycus sighed. Perhaps she should think about going home. Before she got too attached to Ozias. But would she ever see him again if she did? Amycus didn't want to go and risk the chance of not knowing if he'll ever come back around or not. Amycus finally decided, it would be wrong of her to be gone all night, especially because she knew her dad might check in on her soon. "I think I have to go. My dad might notice I'm gone." Amycus leaned down and kissed him on the lips very briefly before she shifted and tried to move. Getting out of the boat without disturbing him was going to be really difficult. Maybe he would be willing to paddle her to shore? But then again, she didn't want him to have to do anything like that. He probably wanted to stay out here.
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[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias heard her laugh softly, as she said that she was practically naked, out after dark with a murderer on a boat and that she was grounded. Well, that was probably true then, because parents were like that. He wouldn't know because his mom died, and his father was doing whatever. He never really had parents, and he would have gladly deemed himself lucky. He just hoped that she did not mind laying here in the boat with him. She seemed like good company. With a soft voice, he murmured, "It could have been worse, much worse." She could be lying here with one of the more fearsome brothers. She simply seemed like a small girl that was eager to get out into the real world, one that craved to know more. He helped her to come out of her shell somehow, and it must have been the mysterious aura that he had around him. The danger that attracted someone so young. Could one really help it? He doubted it. He just needed the thoughts of something else, someone that drew him in like a moth to the destructive flame. Could she make him do something horrible? All she needed to do was ask and he would be there. Was this a crush he was developing? On someone he did not even know? It was certainly possible, since he saw it with his twin brother and their roommate. She said that she liked him, he was different and weird but in a good way. She was not scared of him. Even if he could kill her easily. No one would even know out here. He did not say anything to that, since he did not know what to say, and not long after that, she thought that she should be going home, and kissed him briefly on his lips. He slowly reached up and touched his lips with his fingertips. He sat up just a bit, enough to where she was in reach. He reached out and caressed her cheek with his hand as he murmured into the night, "I did not say that you can leave yet." He smirked deviously for a moment, and claimed her lips with his own, only guiding her back into the boat.

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The night had definitely changed from when Ozias led out young Amycus out into the waters. After very brief talk, Ozias seduced her on the boat, making her first time immeasurable. There would be never another time like that again, not unless it was with him. Ozias was laying next to her, his arm wrapped around her and his waist under her blanket with her. He was looking up at the stars and he wondered if she would want to go home now. Ozias thought that this might have been a bit fast, for anyone really. Even for him, but he had to admit, that was the best he ever had. It was out in the middle of the ocean. She was still younger than him, but age did not matter. She was an adult. He stroked her hair softly, and he looked down at her, before he asked, "Should we get dressed, and I lead you home? You might not want to be out here all night." There was a chance that she might want to stay out here, but then he would have to deal with her dad and mom, and he did not want to get in trouble. Ozias wondered if she would want to see him again after this. He would easily come back if she wanted him to. He did not have much else to do other than play Quidditch. He did not have children, a lover, nothing else to take up his time. He could go out in the ocean at any point, but sometimes it was better with someone else. Out on their lake, he sometimes took Azerail and Taralynn, but in the ocean, he was typically alone. "Unless, you want to spend eternity out here. I would not blame you for that." Ozias would love to spend eternity out here, if it was not for Quidditch.

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[Amycus Zhefarovich]

Amycus felt like an entirely different person right now. It wasn't easy to place why she felt like this, just that it felt good to finally know what it feels like have a boy like her enough not to run away while she wasn't looking. Or laugh at her when she said something stupid. Instead, this one took her out onto the ocean, gave her a kiss, and stole her virginity all in one night. Oh he was definitely a keeper. Amycus wasn't in love or anything, but she knew that she liked this boy quite a bit. He was mysterious, he was handsome, and he loved the ocean as she did. "I wonder if my parents would like him. I think mom would, dad I'm not so sure about." Amycus thought to herself as her eyes shifted to Ozias. Even if they didn't, Amycus didn't want him to stop coming around. A deep sigh escaped the brunette's lips as Ozias asked if they should get dressed and he take her home. As sweet as him taking her home was, she didn't like the idea of having to go. To Amycus, it felt like moving would break the magic of the moment they were in. "As much as I would love to stay here, if my parents found out that I'm not in my room right now...all hell will break loose. I don't want to get either of us into trouble." Amycus admitted disdainfully. The feeling of Ozias stroking her hair was very relaxing. If she wasn't worried about her parents, she could honestly fall asleep here. After another moment of laying there with Ozias, just listening to the waves, Amycus finally decided that she should get moving. It was tricky moving anywhere in such a small boat with another person inside of it, but they managed it somehow.

Amycus felt her stomach drop when her house came into view. She really didn't want to go home right now. The light in the living room was still on, making Amycus figure that her parents were still awake right now. At least one of them had to be if the lights were on. Hopefully they hadn't noticed that she was gone. Amycus turned to Ozias and smiled softly. "Promise me that you'll come around again?" Amycus was hoped that he would want to come around often so she could see him again. The last thing she wanted this to wind up as, was a one night stand. But if that was what he decided that he wanted in the end, she couldn't really stop him. The least she could do was make an effort for them to form a friendship or something more. Amycus felt like they had some sort of connection back there. One that was too strong to ignore without some sort of fight being put up. Amycus flinched when he heard movement in the house, plus a strong laughter following it. Her dad was laughing at something. Perhaps he was watching TV or something? "Will you help me get up to my window? It's a little bit too high for me?" Amycus didn't know if she should invite him in right now, mostly because her dad was awake, and she wasn't sure if Ozias really wanted to move that quickly. The window was already open, so all she would need is a boost. Maybe if she started working her arms out, she could get up there all by herself. But right now, she would either need Ozias' help, or risk sneaking in some other way. ​

 

[Ozias Zhefarovich]

Ozias wondered what Amycus felt like right now. She was no longer a virgin, and now, he was positive that she was attracted to him as he was her. There was chemistry between them, and he realized that now. He would love to explore that some more. Ozias just was unsure of how everything was between them now. Were they seeing each other? He preferred not to use such labels. They were rather pointless to him. He looked over at Amycus as she looked at him, and she sighed. He didn't want to have to take her home, but unfortunately he would have to. There was nothing he could do about that, but he was going to do what he could to please Amycus. After all, she still lived with her parents. He just had a feeling that somehow, she would get in all right. He would help her to her home if it was two stories up. Or on higher grounds, whatever she lived in. Ozias merely smirked when she said that she did not want to get either of them in trouble. Ozias shrugged, "They couldn't do much to me. To you on the other hand... I don't want you in trouble either." He could even use magic to help her out. Sure, she was of age and all, but he was more advanced by a few years. So no matter what, he could help her out to some degree. That was the least that he could do. So when they were dressed, he started to use the paddle to get them to shore, before he simply used magic to make the boat go back. It was simple magic really, but even now he was starting to dread taking her home. But she would be out of her parents' house eventually, and that was something he did look forward to. Parents was not in his forte.

Soon enough, they were on the land, and he anchored his boat for now. Ozias walked toward Amycus' house. He didn't know this was hers since she was leading the way for the most part. He did see that the light was on in one of the rooms. He looked over to her when she asked if he would promise to come around again. A brief smile landed on his lips as he nodded, "I know where you live now, so I can come around periodically." As long as his Quidditch matches did not take a lot of his time. He had some free time, but it was not too much unfortunately. The last thing he wanted to do was get rid of this chemistry they had. It could turn into something much more. He could hear a man laughing in the living room, and something else. He didn't know what a television was, so it wasn't like he was familiar with the sound. She asked if he could help her get up to the window, since it was a bit high. Well, it would have been easy for him because of his height, but not so much for her. He stepped behind her, and placed his hands on her waist, and lifted her up. As soon as she was into the room, he murmured, "I'll see you soon, Amycus." He gave a subtle wave, before he walked away from the house, his eyes observing the scenery, taking everything in to memorize it. Ozias went back to his boat, before he shrunk it, and apparated to his own home. He was looking forward to coming to America again, for her.​

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