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[Dante Styx]

The fourth year Slytherin thought that this year was going to be the best year ever because he had a lot going for him now. His brother seemed to be doing well with his girlfriend, and Samael was in a completely different house than him. The problem was that his mom told him to break up with Callie, but Dante did not want to, so he lied to her and told her that he would. To this day he still has not. And he was not going to, until they decided to on their own terms. Dante had a letter to send out, and once he had, he descended the towers until he managed to make it to the sixth floor corridor, and looked out the window at the cloudy sky to see his owl head toward his home. He hoped that his owl would not have any sort of issues. He did not know anything about them to help heal them if they had something wrong with one of their wings or legs.​

 

[Elodie Wynshaw]

Elodie had a letter for Byron in her hands, humming to herself as she made her way to the tower. She was missing the man, but she knew she'd be back for the break and things would be alright then. Surely. She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of her troubles, and paused as she saw a boy she knew. "Oh, hi, Dante," She greeted, giving him an easy smile.

 

[Dante Styx]

Dante turned to leave but he saw someone there that he had not talked to so far this year. He had nothing against Hufflepuffs. Hell, he was dating one. He smiled easily at Elodie, "Hi! Are you sending a letter too? How have you been?" Dante asked her, a lot more friendly than he was with her before. After all, he was calmed down now, his family still loved him even though he was a werewolf. So, he had notihng to worry about! Dante was safe, and he was happy. Finally.​

 

[Elodie Wynshaw]

Elodie turned to face Dante, nodding at his question. "I am, yeah, to my dad," She offered easily. "You?" She returned the question, motioning that he could walk with her if he wanted. "I'm doing alright, just trying to get through school. What about you, how are you?" She asked, thinking she'd seen him around with her roommate before.

 

[Dante Styx]

Dante could definitely relate. He just finished sending a letter out to his family. "To my parents, yes. I'm writing to them regularly now." Dante never mentioned that he was having issues with his parents before, but he kept most of that to himself. It was a burden that was too much for someone his age to carry. Now, he could just relax and do as he pleased. He loved that about himself now. "I'm really good! I have a girlfriend now. Every now and then I get sick but that's another story. Unless you want to know about it."​

 

[Elodie Wynshaw]

Elodie listened to him speak, just continuing on her way to the owlery. "That's good, I think, it's nice to be able to talk to your parents," She offered, thinking of Byron automatically. She smiled as he spoke. "Ooh, thats cool!" She replied easily. "I think I noticed you spending time with... Callie?" She asked, trying to remember which of her roommates it was. She hadn't spent much time with her roommates. She looked to him, offering another easy smile. "If you want to talk about it, I don't mind," She countered. She wasn't the type to pry into other peoples business but she was willing to listen.

 

[Dante Styx]

Dante never thought that this would end up like it was. His parents, accepting him for being a werewolf. Now, he could focus on just keeping his relationship a secret, and try to get decent grades. "Yes, Callie! That's the one! Hufflepuff really gives out the best girls. Her, and you," Dante spoke honestly. He thought the world of Callie, and of Elodie. She was very sweet. Now, he thought that it was time to share his secret with someone else he felt that he could trust. He bent down and lifted one of his pants leg up, and showed the scars of where he was bitten by a werewolf. "I'm not sure if you know what these are or not." Dante would not want to explain it if he did not have to.​

 

[Elodie Wynshaw]

Elodie blushed, surprised by the words. She and Dante had spoken before, of course, but she'd been unsure if they'd be considered friends. She adjusted her view, sure then that he must be one of her friends. She smiled shyly, a litte taken off guard. "Oh, thank you," she offered, brushing her hair back. "You're not too bad for a Slytherin, yourself," She tried to joke lightly, unsure of how to accept the compliment. She was unsure again when he bent down, her brow furrowing. What on earth was he doing? "Dante?" She spoke softly, her eyes following to what he was showing her. She stopped, eyes widening as she saw what was there. She put a hand over her mouth, pieces of what he'd been saying clicking in her mind. "Is... is that what I think it is?" She whispered after a few moments, unsure of the proper way to respond. Was she supposed to apologize? Would that be insensitive?