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Tybalt Archer

Tybalt Archer

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Half Blood
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Knotted 12 1/2" Sturdy Ivy Wand with Vampire Blood Core
Age
9/2019 (42)
The Yuleball had begun as a nice little affair. Well, little in the sense of what he saw of it. He knew that it wasn't small by any means, but his evening hadn't one of extravagance, or anything like that. It would be a small evening where he got to enjoy himself after all the work he had done in the term that had just passed. This had been cut short. He hadn't expected that to happen. What had started out as nice had ended more bitterly than he had intended, Tybalt had been dancing with a younger student, now he wasn't. He was leaving the hall hurriedly. Walking without looking back. Without letting his bright blue eyes meet hers once more. It had been over a year since he'd last laid his eyes on her, apart from those distance occasions during the yearbook, where he could swear that she got twice as many pictures as everyone else. Which he didn't care for. All he knew was that he was running once more from a problem that he could've faced like the brave little lion he claimed himself to be. But he hadn't. He'd been himself, the scared little boy who ran from anything that might cause him to be stronger. Might lead to a fight. He had changed since their last meeting. He had grown, his strides longer, his hair even less tame. He no longer wore his glasses at all occasions. He was happily without them. Though he now did have newer glasses that fitted him better. He stood taller, more defined. Better. Yet, he was still leaving. Not thinking twice about it, just turning and walking away. Never looking back, willing himself to just not think of it. However all he found he could think of was that she had looked beautiful. His young eyes saw her beauty despite the monochromatic-ness that plagued him. He had felt the odd desire to leave the girl he had been dancing with, Rhia, to dance with her. To wrap his arms around her waist and sway to the music, even if it didn't fit to the song. To spend his night looking at her, and wondering how she could've ever been mean to him. Letting him think over how things had changed. For the better. But, he couldn't. Wouldn't let himself. Emitting a long and drawn out sigh, the teen ran a hand through his unruly brown hair and messed it up further. He'd tried to make it look presentable for the night ahead. Now, things had changed. The situation altered, he no longer cared about his own appearance. The night had done a one-eighty in two seconds flat. Tybalt sighed again, pushing through the mingling and unmoving students not caring of what they called after him, or who he ended up pissing off. All he knew was that he needed space, he needed air. He needed to think. There were simply things he didn't understand. He needed the peace, and he wasn't going to get it close to the Great Hall where the festivities were still in full swing.

The small corridor the Gryffindor followed ended up with him stepping out the large doors and into the empty courtyard, that was as ever nicely decorated with little hanging lights, floating quite a bit above his head. He stopped at the steps, and gave another drawn out sigh. He looked at the ground and then used both hands to undo the bow tie, and then the top bottom of his shirt. Stuffing the bow tie into his pocket, and kicking the surrounding dirt as he walked down the few steps to the courtyard itself. His bright blue eyes glanced around the courtyard, never quite focusing on anything. Staring up at the dark sky and hoping maybe on this night he'd see the stars in the sky. But, the light from the hanging lights made it impossible for him. It left him feeling incredibly defeated and in part angry. He couldn't believe that all the hard work he'd done and he still couldn't. Couldn't face this one person. Tybalt knew he was well liked, he knew people would come to his aid if things turned south. But, he didn't want it to get to that. He was an Archer he was unlucky, he didn't want his friends involved in things where they could get hurt. No, he couldn't, and wouldn't ever forgive himself for such a thing. Tybalt's eyes moved from object to object as he made his way across the courtyard, and to the small area which faced the grounds. Finding the small height a little dizzying, but ignoring that as he stared out. He felt too hot, he finally realised that through that entire thing, his heart had been racing, and it was proving to be a warm summer evening. He pulled off the suit jacket, and then rolled up the white sleeves of his shirt up to his elbows. Tybalt leaned against the wall beside him, and rubbed his eyes with his hand. A seemingly tired motion, as he fought to really regain control of himself. He wasn't going to cry, he didn't feel like crying. He felt like screaming. Felt like punching the wall beside him, because for all the progress he had made had disappeared the moment she'd approached him and Rhia. The moment she had glanced his way. For all his trying it hadn't been good. But, what he found a little odd was the fact that she had approached them. Why? She hated him, was it some sadistic pleasure that she had in making him appear weak and stupid in front of people. He hit his head lightly off the wall, muttering little curses to himself as he did so. Pathetic
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Bituin felt bad about leaving Rhiannon to chase after Tybalt. She hadn't even talked to the boy before, but after hearing about his terrible times in first year because of her sister, she felt like she needed to apologize for her sister's terrible behavior. Of course, the second she tired to approach him he turn and ran the other way, she felt defeated. But she couldn't just let him go like that. She stayed and talked with the younger girl he had been dancing with for a moment and her patience wore thin and she had to chase after the boy. She had been watching him and his date dance for what seemed forever. She couldn't believe the guy he had grown to be, she followed his story of being bullied, to finding his cousin like the rest of school did in the Rumor Has It magazine. Bituin knew she knew more about him than he knew about her. After all, she was pretty sure that he thought she was Josefina, the Slytherin, her older sister. Bituin was not her, she was far from every being like her older sister. The only thing they shared were their looks and after that nothing else in common. Josefina was the water loving one, while Bituin preferred the land and air, after taking up Quidditch to be the Ravenclaw Seeker. "Have you seen Tybalt Archer, the yearbook's photographer?" She asked a student in the entryway to the Great Hall. The student pointed her in the direction of the Courtyard. She was surprised, Bituin thought Tybalt was likely to go back to the Gryffindor Common Room, but she was glad he hadn't. She, despite wanting to talk with the teenager, wasn't willing to chase him up to the seventh floor to be locked out of his house common room. Ignoring the looks she received as she half ran towards the Courtyard Bituin tried to think of how to say what she wanted to say. She knew first she had to get him to stay, she wasn't sure if there would be more than one exit from the Courtyard, the girl hadn't really spent much time there, but she also did not want to make the Gyrffindor feel trapped. She knew cats were always likely to lash out and hurt you if they felt trapped, and he was a Lion after all.

All Bituin could see in her mind was Tybalt Archer's bright blue eyes. They were haunting her as she ran towards the Courtyard. Making it to the doorway the girl stopped and watched as the one she was seeking made his way around the Courtyard. He never glanced backward she noted in her head, all the time he had been making his way out of the Great Hall he never once looked back. She wondered if that was apart of his bravery that he was gaining as a Gryffindor. He went away from where she was standing to look out over the grounds. He did not seem to realize she was there watching him. She couldn't tell from looking at his back how his emotions were at the moment. Josefina had said that she made him cry before, she'd hate to see him cry now from just seeing her face. Bituin wasn't looking very put together anymore. From running her braid had let itself go and her hair fell down her back, her bow lost somewhere in the corridors. The summer air here wasn't effected by the Yule Ball. But the Courtyard had lights floating about, it seemed the school staff figured people would show up here, or perhaps it was always this way; she didn't know. Stepping into the courtyard she took in the beauty, it was a very pretty place and she was sure it was the same during the day time. Moving down the steps she wondered how she could start the conversation with Tybalt. He was leaning against a wall now, he almost seemed as defeated as she had felt when he ran out of the Yule Ball. "Ty uhm....Tybalt?" She said, starting quietly but cleared her throat and her voice became a little louder. Bituin was looking at the ground close to his feet, she was a good distance off from him. Close to ten meters at most in distance, she didn't want to trap him, she didn't intend to scare him either. Glancing up at the boy's back Bituin wondered if he'd be upset with her, but she also couldn't get just him out of her mind. How attractive he was, his blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. He always seemed so friendly in classes with Indiana, she wondered if the two were together, but Indiana hadn't said so.​
 
Tybalt had been lost in his thoughts. While he felt terrible in many respects, and frightened in others, he didn't want to tell anyone about this. He knew he had maybe over reacted, but he hadn't expected it, and Ty didn't like being startled as such. He didn't enjoy it. He didn't like being the one who had too many fears to count on the one hand. Or two hands. The Gryffindor hadn't even figured out how he would tell his cousin. The person who'd become like a brother to him. How could he admit that he had fallen so short of the standards expected of him as a Gryffindor and as a person. Of the standards he set himself. In his heart, the teen knew he could've handled it better. Shorter apologies, taking the time to listen to her with all those people around. Maybe she would have apologized. Now he would never know. Or well, he believed he would never, but Ty wasn't always right about things. Which was about to be proven. The teen hadn't heard so much of a step of the girl he'd been running from. He'd assumed that she'd leave him be. A wrong assumption to make as it turned out. He sighed once more to himself, moving the hand away from his eyes and letting it hang lamely at his side. He stared out at the grounds, glancing in the general direction of the pitch that he'd become accustomed to. The lake he hadn't been near since the incident with Juliette, or cousin. It was as he wondered if now was the time to over come that fear when a voice spoke behind him. After jumping a little at the suddenness of the voice he stopped dead in his tracks. The voice was sweet, and sounded nice, warm. If a little nervous. But he knew who it was. The person cleared their throat, and it was then that Ty turned to face the one person he had really hoped it wasn't. Instantly his eyes moved to the floor between them. Only glancing up briefly, letting his blue eyes focus on everything apart from her. He kicked the ground lightly. The girl hadn't cornered him, and while he could hear that inner voice of preservation, that had once been the strongest inner voice, telling him to leave, to just go. He remained on the spot. Barely moving an inch. Trying to figure out why she had followed him, what purpose would that serve. He finally took a deep breath and looked up to her.

The nerves within him clear in blue eyes that finally met hers. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, running the hand through the back of his hair, ruffling it up. He didn't look happy to see her, but he also didn't as scared as he might have been. Or felt he should be. There was something different about her. "Please, what ever you're going to do, don't." his eyes fell back to the ground. "I don't want any bother" He added, the usual jovial Southern accent was no where to be found in his quiet voice. Instead a much plainer and less distinguishable American accent played on his words. He put his hands out in front of him, as if almost holding them up to her. A sign he didn't want to fight. He didn't. He was sort of hoping that some part of her was just going to apologize and leave. He would even settle happily for leaving. But, Ty knew that he was an Archer, and this meant that he truly believed that most people were out to get him. That the world was always conspiring against him. Maybe for once he hoped they wouldn't. The monochromatic teen looked back up at her. "What do you want?" He said, equally as quietly. There was no tone of menace, no hidden anger, nothing, a seeming exhaustion and desire for it to end quickly. His tone was even just almost kind. He even tried to force a small smile at her, but it fell quickly. He didn't know what else to say. What else to do, and such. he just stood staring blankly at her, hoping that whatever she had to say would be over soon. But, he realised in his staring, that even though she looked less put together, but, the way she looked at him, with surprising kindness in her eyes, the way her hair was out of the braid but still showed the signs of it. The way she looked in the dress, which fitted her perfectly. He couldn't help the blush that reached his cheeks. He wanted to say that she looked good, but couldn't. This was silly. He wanted this to be over, he wanted her to just say what she had to and leave. Leave him to his night and hers to hers. Never bothering again. He knew that if she stayed away, his life would be better. It would be easier to be brave without someone trying to ruin it.
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Bituin was nervous, she felt it throughout her entire frame. She was surprised that she wasn't shaking, to approach someone who had been bullied by her sister, the girl had never done such a thing before. But Tybalt, such a nice person, had not deserved the bullying and Bituin wished that she could have such a person in her life. The way his best friend had talked about him, it made it clear to her that he was a good person. She knew her sister wasn't a good person, she knew her entire life growing up. She was always bossed around by the older girl, it was not fun for her. Growing up with no friends because Josefina always scared the other children away. Bituin knew all to well how cruel her sister was, the scar which ran across her right foot told the story of her cruel sister. Once Tybalt had turned around she took a few steps backwards, mostly from her nerves. But then he finally looked at her and their eyes met again like they had in the Great Hall. Opening her mouth Tybalt beat her to speaking first. He didn't appear to be scared, more tired and annoyed than anything else and she silently cursed herself for ruining his night. She couldn't help herself, there had been something about Tybalt that the moment she saw him dancing with Rhiannon it pulled her in. Glancing down at the ground at his words she wasn't sure what to say to him, it was clear to her. Tybalt Archer thought she was Josefina, she had to explain but he just told her not to. Of course, he did not know why she was there or in fact who she was. It almost annoyed her that he refused to her hear words but she was also upset in another way. Tears were threatening to pool in her eyes and fall down her face, she knew much better than this Gryffindor how cruel her sister was. What right was his to fear Josefina when she herself didn't?

Bituin was not the type to speak openly to people and confront them. Though she was overly nice to people and often stopped on her way to classes to help younger student find their way first even if it meant she was late to class. It was almost a curse set about the two sister, one so evil the devil was the only thing close in comparison. And Bituin, to kind to others she couldn't even tell off her own sister who constantly hurt her. She was an honest person and not as loud as her sister but she did love talking to others when she got the chance. He spoke again. He wanted to know what she wanted, she knew there was a fear in him somewhere that she was going to be her sister and bully him but he tried to smile at her. He was not showing his fear and she smiled back, and despite looking less put together than he did at the Ball she thought he somehow looked cuter than before. Hair dismantled, sleeves rolled up, he looked more relax and not tightly bounded in his clothes anymore. "Please. Let me talk for a few minutes. After I promise to leave you alone forever if that's what you wish," Bituin said to the teenaged boy standing in front of her. Without really giving him any time to respond she went right into explaining herself and her sister. "My name is Bituin San Buenaventura. I'm a third year Ravenclaw. I know you have reasons to doubt what I say but it's true. I look a lot like my older sister, Josefina. We aren't twins, but we really should be. Rather we're Irish Twins, or that's what people call us for being born within a year from each other. I, I wanted to apologize for my sister," Bituin said mostly looking up at the boy, however when starting to apologize she looked him directly in the eye. "She's a most cruel character and I'm not her, I'm actually nothing like her. I know you probably don't believe me, I don't have my robes with my badge to prove it to you. But surely you know there are two of us, from the yearbook. I'm sorry, sorry. I've rambled on, but Indiana knows me, I met her a few weeks ago. I just don't want you to fear Josefina any longer." Bituin wasn't sure where he apology was going now. She had continued talking and things were just coming out of her mouth as she tired to erase any doubt that was in Tybalt's mind.​
 
Having always spent his younger years below the average height, he had real trouble when it came to bullies, he had always been an easy target. The glasses, the shortness, the weirdness of his family. His brother, his eye sight. Everything had been nicely wrapped up with a bow and handed over to the bullies and he couldn't do anything about it. His instinct with how to deal with bullies became to run. He would just run blindly and as quickly as his small legs could carry him. Sometimes he got away, sometimes he hadn't. It had stopped when he got to New Zealand, and it was this girl who had started it back up. While not as bad as before, he had imagined hogwarts as this haven, a place where no wrong could occur and he would be as free to do what he wanted as any person wanted to. This was cut short, by her. The illusion shattered before his eyes. Though it had been well over a year since she had last done anything. So, a part of him knew he was over reacting, but he had a track record with bullies, and natural distrust for them. He'd been lied to too many times over by them. Which was why he was staying. Why he hadn't run again. Why he hadn't continued running from her. He had stopped, he would hear her out for once, and hopefully she wouldn't do anything. Because no matter how much Tybalt feared bullies he always gave them the benefit of the doubt, he always hoped they'd seen the error of their ways. Ty had friends now, many of them. He had a family member he was close to, he played on the quidditch team. He was well liked, for the most part, he believed he had much more than she had. That with her bullying ways she mustn't have too many people who she could trust, not many who trusted her. He met her gaze for a brief moment, she seemed more harmless than before, almost less likely to do anything, then, she started speaking. Tybalt attempted to take a small step back but he couldn't he was backed up against a wall with no possibility of moving. If this turned south he had no way to run. He met her eyes once she'd finished speaking, a curious and confused expression on his face. Why was she so willing to just let him be as long as he heard her out. What could she possibly have to say that wouldn't end in him wanting her to leave him alone for the rest of their years at Hogwarts. He didn't say anything, just made a small motion with his hand to continue. Which as soon as he did, he just stood slightly to the side and fiddled with his hands, sure that whatever she had to say would make no difference to them. He was wrong.

As soon as she, Bituin started, his eyes looked up at her, he hadn't ever known the girl's name. Well, not entirely, Tybalt took the pictures for the yearbook, he rarely dealt with names. A third year Ravenclaw, he'd seen her in his classes, not remembering about seeing two as she continued to explain. He looked away from her to the wall in the distance and scratched the back of his head. This made little sense to him. He wondered if it was all a lie, just to get him to forgive her, but the more he thought about it, the more sense it made. He could've easily gotten two people mixed up due to his eye sight. He would easily mistake one for the other. Not seeing the colours of Ravenclaw, or the colours of Slytherin. She was apologizing to him, which made him think that the other had no intention of ever doing such a thing. He met her gaze, glancing down at his own hands every so often, rubbing them in an almost self conscious manner. Now he felt worse than before. If all she said was true, he'd acted in the most unkind fashion to her and to Rhia the poor girl had been caught between a most complicated manner. She had tried to explain before. At the mention of Indiana he kept the bright blue eyes on her for longer, "Indiana knows?" He trusted his best friend, if she said it was true, if she had learned the girl's name and all that, it must be true. He had small shreds of doubt, but for the most part he believed her. He shook his head slightly, brushing strands of hair away from his eyes. He wasn't sure what to say. How to react. "I'm sorry, about back there" He said to her, moving his hands away from his hair gesturing in the direction of the Great Hall and looking at her, with a small shyness in his eyes. He hated being mean to people, and he'd been mean to her and to Rhia. He knew that in a way he could justify how he had acted, but he didn't feel like doing that. He felt after this he needed to seek out Rhia to apologise to her also. "There are two of you?" He moved his gaze away, sighing a long deep breath. "I just thought she really liked having her picture taken" He flashed a quick smile at her, as what he'd said seemed silly. Ty spoke less quietly than before, the accent was slowly creeping back. Not as clear as it would normally be, but it was at least partially. He closed his eyes and rubbed them quickly with his hand. "I never noticed, I...." He stopped himself. If this wasn't true, if this was a massive lie, he was about to make a huge mistake, but Ty was a trusting person. He believed in people, he was kind natured and trusted many.

"I'm monochromatic, I can't see any colour, and you have no idea how similar green and blue are until you can't see them." He gave her a small smile, trying his best to lighten the situation. Keeping her gaze for a moment longer before focusing again on the ground between them. However much he trusted her, and what she said, there was a small nag of doubt at the back of his mind. "I believe you about the fact there are two of you, and it was your sister before who" He paused, glancing up briefly. "you know, but, how do I know that you aren't working with her. Gaining my trust so she can tear me apart. You seem really nice and kind, and you're really pretty, but how can I know that this isn't some huge play. Some way to get back at me?"
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He tried to create a joke about the yearbook photographs Bituin noticed. It only then made her realize how many students he must have to photograph and maybe not even learn their names at all. She felt bad for believing he should know her and her sister as two separate people because of the yearbook. Things must be a blur for him standing behind the camera, he never looked comfortable whenever Tybalt saw her in line and then posing for her photograph. But Bituin always managed a smile despite feeling the uncomfortable tension her sister had created between the three of them. Of course like Indiana, Tybalt hadn't a clue that there were two, but Indiana had known her sister was a Slytherin. The first time she met Indiana she was luck enough to be wearing her school robes and not normal clothing to prove she was a Ravenclaw. This was not the first time people thought she was Josefina and like Tybalt they too doubted if the two were really different or if they were teaming up with each other. But she knew, she knew how cruel her sister was better than anyone else. She had to live her entire life and watch as her sister pushed people away from the two, and then when no one was around and Bituin didn't want to do something like go swimming Josefina would make her by pushing and shoving and pulling. Bituin was staring at the ground, there did not seem to be a way to really get him to believe her, she was surprised Indiana hadn't talked to him about their encounter. But then again she had also been surprised that the two hadn't gone to the dance together. She was pretty sure that as she ran after Tybalt she passed Indiana in the crowd dancing with a rather dark looking guy. Completely the opposite in looks from Tybalt, Bituin noted in her head. She wondered what guy friend he was, it could be one of the other Gryffindor guy's Indiana had been talking about or her Slytherin friend. Bituin hoped it wasn't the Slytherin friend, she had strong feelings that anyone put in that house would not turn out to be the best character.

Sighing as Tybalt wondered a lot about her intentions Bituin knew she had to end their conversation soon. She did not want to be compared to her sister, she did not even want Tybalt to fear her as well. It was best, she figured, to leave her apology for her sister and end their time together there. She had admit that she was sad that it was not easy to convince him of the truth. But he had been humiliated by her sister, she knew there were reasons for distrust. But it still upset her that even with her sister locked away in the dungeons she was still effecting Bituin's chance of having friends. Josefina was a dark cloud hiding the sun in her life, no matter where she went it followed. Young and full of emotions and hormones that were just coming to life Bituin couldn't help the tears that fell down her cheeks. Never one to hate anything, Bituin thought in that moment how much she hated being related to her sister, but regretted it the instant she thought it. She would of been a completely different person if it hadn't been for Josefina and her cruelness. Looking away from the area Tybalt was in the girl looked up at the hanging lights, slightly blurred as she wiped the tears from her face quickly. Despite being surprised by being called pretty, which she knew she didn't deserve in the moment,the girl was also surprised Tybalt saying he was colorblind. She had heard rumors of the Archer's not being able to see color before, but she never knew if it was actually true. Half turning away and still looking at the floating lanterns Bituin spoke again. "I guess you can't, you have no reason to trust my words. But it's been weeks since I last spoke to Josefina, she ignores me and pretends I don't even exist. But she doesn't have a reason to bully you anymore, she made you cry a few times and then you bore her after that," Bituin said unsure if she was revealing to much about her sister. Living with the older girl all her life she knew her sister's intentions to hurt a person would be sort lived, she never had much of an intention span when it came to people. Someone who needed to be bullied more would come along soon enough.​
 
Indiana had been enjoying her night with Preston, he was someone she did not get to see very often as she preferred to hang out with her Gryffindor friends and teammates. But he truly was something else, he was very handsome in his tux at the Yule Ball and for once she was glad that she got the night away from her usual crowd. She did not see Preston very much besides in classes and occasionally in the corridors between classes. He had seemingly disappeared from her close friend list until he asked her to the Yule Ball. The young teen had almost said no thinking her best friend Tybalt would ask her, but the Yule Ball was days away and seeing him everyday made her believe he wouldn't ask her. But she knew that he was around and didn't actually have a date at all which made her wonder why he wouldn't ask her. Indiana shook her thoughts from her head as she danced away with Preston. But among the mix she saw Bituin, at least she was sure it was Bituin, looking down she saw the scar Bituin had from when she was a little kid. It was her friend and her terrible sister. Indiana had thought to go over to the girl but following Bituin's eyes she found Tybalt dancing with another girl, shorter and younger, Indiana didn't know the girl. She was curious who the girl was but she didn't want to interrupt them instead she continued dancing with Preston enjoying her time with him. At one point she noticed Bituin going over to Tybalt and him running away. Feeling bad for wanting to chase after him and make sure he was okay, she knew she couldn't leave Preston like that. Bituin seemed to follow along after awhile of talking to the younger girl. Stating her apologies the Gryffindor followed Bituin out of the Great Hall and down a few corridors till she got to the Courtyard.

Staying in the doorway Indiana felt like a spy and rude for listening into their conversation, but she wanted the two to be friends. Bituin was a truly nice and wonderful girl unlike her elder sister. He doubted the Ravenclaw, she could see it in his posture and the questions he asked. Tybalt was such a nice guy but Indiana knew how much hurt he had gone through because of Josefina. Thinking on it she knew she had forgotten to mention the two girls to him, but she hadn't wanted to bring up painful memories for her best friend. She did truly love Tybalt as a friend, he was her closest friend and she hated seeing him in pain. Being gone her entire second year and never hearing from him once had been painful almost as painful as her injuries. Walking down the steps into the courtyard Indiana knew she was being quiet, Bituin was looking defeated and Tybalt curious. The young Gryffindor knew her best friend would trust her word, anything she said he would believe. If she didn't want Bituin or her sister near him again she could tell him right now that Bituin was a liar and she was just there to hurt him. But that would be a lie and she knew it. Bituin was an honest person, someone who Indiana actually thought of as nicer than her, she didn't seem to hate anyone besides maybe her elder sister. "It's true Ty. Bituin is actually a really nice person, she means what she says. She just wants to apologize for the way Josefina treated you during first year," Indiana finally said when she reached the other girl. She passed a smile to the dark haired girl letting her know she trusted her. Indiana also smiled at her best friend and even though he was missing pieces of his tux due to the hotter weather out here she still thought he looked good dressed up. Despite seeing him everyday of her life it was rare to see Tybalt looking so nice.
 
Of course Tybalt would have some doubts. He trusted people whole heartedly. He became friends with people too quickly, trusting too easily, assuming the best in people too quickly. But, he was determined that this wouldn't here, that this girl wasn't just another one of those people. He wasn't sure how she could convince him. Tybalt hadn't really thought about it that far. Honestly, he hadn't thought about it past the initial point. Where he'd asked the question. He knew it would be hard for her, wasn't even sure what to expect. Tybalt met her eyes briefly before looking down at the space between them. Wondering why on earth it had to be him. In another situation, they could've met at the Yuleball and danced the night away. A lovely evening, spent by two relative strangers who just met. But, with his horrible luck, he'd had the misfortune to run into the other sister first, and then that horribleness had lead to this. Which he didn't like in the slightest. It was a pathetic show on his part, that even at the age of thirteen he couldn't deal with a straight forward situation in an incredibly surround hall, where there were Professor around the hall, and hundreds of students who probably wouldn't want something like to happen in the Hall. But, in the very depths of his mind, it had told him that people would've watched, laughed and joined in. That was what used to happen to him, now, things were slightly different, and he couldn't shake all those old feelings. He looked up at her as she spoke, noticing that she was looking away from him. Despite how he still felt a slight distrust towards her, he took a small step towards her, almost as if to comfort her. It was almost a natural way, where he felt he should do something. Help in any way, though she was just telling him to trust that she wouldn't. The shreds of doubt in his mind stayed strong. He wasn't sure how to tell her that he in part didn't believe it. That he could tell that she was nice, or seemed to be, but he couldn't believe her in this. Couldn't believe her about this one thing that had so negatively affected him. The feeling of helplessness which had been given to him by her twin, to be taken away by his cousin during the absence of Indiana, and then for the switch. In the back of his mind, he was making a mental note to ask her first, see what she said, if she agreed or not. Tybalt had been about to say something, he had been thinking of the right way to put it, when he was cut short.

A third voice appeared seemingly out of the darkness, despite all of his glancing around, Ty had been so focused on Bituin in front of him that he had just forgotten most other things. Ignored them, and left them lying on the side. He glanced to his best friend, whom he hadn't even known was going to the Yuleball. In all honesty he had thought about asking her to go with him as friends, but he hadn't bothered, assuming she had other plans, and he had been under the pretense that he hadn't been going at all. But, things had changed. He flashed her a smile, it wasn't forced, it wasn't nervous, it was the usual Ty smile when he pleased to see someone. He looked between them. He trusted Indiana with his life, he knew that if she trusted the Ravenclaw then he could too. "Okay" He said, almost as a way of clearing his throat as she finished speaking. Letting his eyes go between each girl. He realised now with his eye sight, that even they for some part looked similar. Indiana had lighter hair, and was more fair skinned. He knew her well, he realised that it was completely normal for him to have mixed two people who were born looking almost identical. But, he felt he had now ruined more nights with his troubles. With his issues. "I'm so stupid." He muttered to himself, frustrated at how he had acted. At how he had been towards her, when he could've dealt with it in a calm and collected manner. He looked away from the two of them. Looking slightly to his side out at the grounds. "And to think, I was about to go to the lake" He shook his head, speaking quietly to himself. Looking back up at Bituin, he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, well what he meant as a comforting hand. "I'm sorry about how I treated you. I trust Indiana a lot, if she says that you aren't out to screw me over, then I trust her and I trust you" He picked his words carefully, speaking slowly but keeping his gaze on her. Giving her a little smile at the end, running the free hand through his hair as he squeezed her shoulder lightly and stepped away. "Indie, I'm sorry I messed up. You look good by the way" He approached her, wrapping his arms around her in his usual greeting of his friend at times when they weren't in class "I'm sure you have a date to get back to," He stepped away from her, once again rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. The summer months had been joined with better weather, which brought back most of Ty's tan which faded in the winter months. Though he was hardly any the wiser. "He's the luckiest guy in that hall, you better make sure he knows it." Ty had always thought that Indiana was pretty but he also didn't see her as anything other than his best friend. He gave her another smile, before glancing back at Bituin. He smiled at her, allowing himself the pleasure of admiring her, now that he was no longer fearful of her, or what she would do. He had to admit it, that she looked beautiful to him. More beautiful than her sister had ever appeared to be. And the more he thought of it, the easier it became to see that there were in fact two different people.

"Can we start over? I assure you, I'm a nice guy, your sister she just," He paused, glancing briefly away, "I over reacted about this, and I'm sorry, can we try again?" the bright blue eyes looked to hers, the tentative smile reaching his eyes, hoping she'd agree. Shy but hopeful. The lights above their heads giving his eyes an unnatural shine to them as they stared at her with a hopefulness in them.
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Bituin was unsure of the things she said to Tybalt, there did not seem to be a way for her to convince him what she said was true at all. Which meant her brave actions at the Yule Ball, approaching him was all a waste in the end. Sure, she finally did get to speak to him the guy whose story she had been following since she first heard of him during first year. And more than likely when she walked away from here she would continue to follow his story as she went through schooling. Bituin didn't have many friends to spend time with anyways, so reading the RHI magazine always gave her something to do during her lonely time. But than she did hear another voice one she hadn't been thinking she'd hear that night. Turning she saw Indiana approaching her. A light smile appeared on the young Ravenclaw's face, finally someone who was on her side was there to help. She looked pretty, black and gold, it made the tan Indiana had stand out in a similar way to the white dress Bituin was wearing it made her tan stand out as well.

It was then when Tybalt gave in and relaxed, he said he believed her if Indiana did. It sure it was annoying in a way that Tybalt couldn't just trust her, but she knew why. Josefina was good at playing mind games with people and she really did hurt Tybalt in the past. Bituin thought on what he said before, he couldn't see colors, it must make it even harder for him then, to be able to tell the difference between her and her sister. Bituin knew she'd have to tell him the foot story at one point and explain the scar that just she had. Plus if he ever got close enough to them while in uniform he'd know it was her based on the raven on her house crest, which she was sure would look very different from a snake, even in black and white. Bituin looked down at the ground as Tybalt placed a hand on her shoulder, she was sure that her cheeks must be turning pink. However she wasn't sure if he'd be able to tell, but Indiana would that was for sure. "It's fine," Bituin said after he spoke to her glancing up at his face. Then he went and hugged Indiana and Bituin felt a tug in her chest, she wasn't sure what to make of it. Perhaps she was just jealous that the Gryffindor girl had friends to hug unlike herself. Bituin looked to Indiana as Tybalt talked about her date and waited for her response. She felt Tybalt's eyes watching her but she ignored it to pay attention to Indiana in that moment. She wasn't sure if she felt uncomfortable with him looking at her or not, as she was sure she looked terrible. Her braid had come undone and in the heat her hair must be getting frizzy. Though Bituin didn't think she'd return to the dance that evening, so how she looked it did not really matter to her.

Tybalt was speaking to her again and this time she knew it would be rude not look at him. Looking up to his face as he spoke she couldn't help but see his emotions in his eyes. He looked hopeful, almost like a dog who wants some of your food which made Tybalt seem cute in that way. She smiled as she looked down at the ground, Bituin was glad he wanted to start again, perhaps they would become friends. "As long as starting over doesn't mean you still thinking I'm Josefina," she said with a tone that meant she was teasing and a light laugh to match her shy smile.​
 
Indiana smiled at her best friend as he decided to agree with her. She knew it wasn't right for him to just believe anything she said to him, but she also knew she couldn't ever lie to his face. That was why she never wrote him, even when there were times she could have. She didn't want him to worry about her and be concerned about all the pain she was in, because she couldn't lie to him and say that she was really fine and it was something else why she wasn't at school. The girl watched as he approached the Ravenclaw girl and she was proud of him, he had grown up so much over the past two year and a half years. Returning his hug, Indiana patted down some of his hair that had gone crazy from his typical hand running through it. She noticed he did that often, when he was confused or nervous, sometimes when he was happy and didn't know what to do with himself.

"You didn't mess up, you just protect yourself very well," she told her friend hoping he wouldn't make himself feel too terrible because he hadn't trusted Bituin. Indiana hadn't either remembering their first meeting in the Student Lounge where she truly did believe it was Josefina. She had been so upset with the girl, but it had been a misunderstanding. Bituin was in Ravenclaw, Josefina was a Slytherin. A blush came creeping up her face as Tybalt talked about her date, she was sure he hadn't seen her in the hall despite her seeing him. How did he know that she was there with someone, she had no idea. "It's only Preston," she admitted to her friends, Bituin had heard about most of her friends so she was sure the other girl knew who she was talking about when she said Preston, who was the first friend from Hogwarts she had made. "And I will go, um see you both later!" The girl said to her two friends standing together in the Courtyard, she gave them both a hug, Bituin first then Tybalt before turning and leaving the Courtyard.
 
There was a part of the young teen glad that his night had in part been rescued from being horrible. He could sense that his initial reluctance with Bituin hadn't been exactly what she had wanted, but, as much as the teen had wanted to whole heartedly believe and agree with her, he just couldn't. He need Indiana to tell him that it was all right, that he didn't have to worry because she trusted her. While the first instance of meeting a person, Ty was pretty trusting it was later down the line when he really with all his heart trusted someone. And he trusted Indiana in that way, but not people he just met. Ty smiled at his best friend as she patted down his hair, from where he had in part made it look less tidy than before. When Tybalt was confused, or trying to figure something out, it was just something that he did. Running his had through his hair was a subconscious way of giving himself time to think. Distract himself in a small way so that he could more clearly think about what had happened in front of him. Process it all. He had taken to also doing it if he had nothing to do with his hands, and in the rare occasion in the morning when he couldn't see everything as clearly as he wanted to. He also had found he rubbed his eyes more often, and more frequently was biting the skin around his nails. It was almost as if he was always a little nervous about things. Waiting for them to go wrong, waiting to be faced with the next disaster. Which he usually tried to resolve by doing something that would be an even great disaster, but was usually his own fault, so then he could only blame himself and never those around him. "Still, he's the luckiest guy" He gave her a small smile. Ty had never really been bothered about Indiana's love life, if this was a part of it or a not. Much in the way he believed she also cared little about him. They were friends. "Have Fun!" He called after her as she left, finding his smile lingering as he watched her leave, which did not fade as he looked back to Bituin. He looked away from her, taking a few steps away and sitting on the ledge where he'd been previous looking out. He adjusted the sleeves of his shirt. Tightening ever so slightly on his arms, so they wouldn't fall.

Giving a light chuckle at her words, he looked up at Bituin. Finding the smile staying on his lips. Finding that his eyes drifted to her lips, wondering what it would feel like to have her kiss him, or for him to kiss her. Though he wouldn't find the courage now. "Nah, I'm good. I'd much rather forget about her altogether" He said, looked at his feet as soon as the words left he felt a little bad. He shook his head, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say things like that, she's still your sister." He looked up at her, wondering how to start again. While he could still see the girl's sister within Bituin, that mattered less, he saw her. He saw a kind young teen just like him, trying to make their way through school without too many bumps and scratches. "I'm Ty, you know that already, I know, but, I feel I should introduce myself" He gave a small shrug, "It's lovely to meet you Bituin" He held out his hand to her, with a small smile to her. He looked down at their hands, before looking back up at her. "So, pretty much twins then? Must be pretty hard for you" He said without thinking, his mind drifiting back to when it had happened. To that meeting with her sister, Josefina. If the girl was that mean to him, how would she be towards her own sister. He looked at the space next to him, where his suit jacket lay getting dirty. He picked it up and patted it down, knowing that it was pointless now. He moved slightly, motioning for her to sit with him, as he then put his suit jacket on the floor beside his feet. "My mama is going to kill me for ruining that jacket" He gave a light chuckle, the usual southern twang slowly making it's way back into his accent. A much more jovial tone in his voice. "Listen, I feel really bad about what happened tonight, so, if there is anything I can do for you, answer for you. Anything at all, I'll do it happily" He gave her a small smile, meaning the words he said, he was clearly trying to make it up to her. He wasn't sure how, but he was willing. "I mean it, B"
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Bituin kind of smiled at the exchange between the two friends, it seemed so easy for them to be comfortable with each other. She accepted the hug from Indiana as she said her goodbyes. The Ravenclaw hoped it did not mean the conversation would become awkward again, but Tybalt did seem more relaxed. Bituin hoped that they could easily talked as well as the two best friends did. She wanted to learn more about Tybalt and his part of America, as Indiana had told her how different the North and South could be in America. There were other things she wanted to learn about him as well, all the questions she had for him from her following his story were built up and ready to explode and be asked. Instead however, she stayed quiet for the most part. She wanted to tell him she didn't mind the harsh things he said about Josefina, for she felt that way too most of the time. But she didn't, instead she just nodded and accepted what he said, the girl did not want Tybalt to feel like he'd done something wrong again. Smiling the girl shook his hand as he introduced himself to her, now he was Ty, it made her wonder if that meant he was okay with her calling him the nickname. "I think it's nice to meet you as well," she replied to him. Though his next statement kind of froze her up for a moment, unsure how she should reply. Tell him she was used to Josefina or admit to how cruel of a sister the girl was, both sides were true but they seemed almost contradictory; she couldn't say both, could she? She opted to not comment on it as she sat down next to the boy, talking about Josefina would just ruin the night even more.

"It doesn't seem very bad, just needs a cleaning," the girl said, after growing up with a mother who worked pretty much as a cleaner she had seen much dirtier things. Biting her lip as he offered to do anything she wanted the girl knew there wasn't anything she really wanted him to do for her. She felt like it wasn't his fault and there wasn't a need for him to feel bad, they started over anyways. "Don't say things like that, you could get yourself into more trouble. Plus it's in the past, it doesn't matter, just forget it happened and we can pretend we've just been admiring the castle at night this entire time," the girl said as she looked up at the nearest tower. The castle did truly look beautiful at night and she wondered how it looked from out on the grounds. She hadn't ever gone out at night to look at the castle or the stars. However, gazing at the stars was something she loved to do at home, she wondered how different they were here. Perhaps she'd pay attention in Astronomy. Barely noticing the new nickname he used for her, the girl was locked onto his smile. It seemed contagious because she also had a smile on her face, however it was lighter as her words had been serious. She wasn't the one to joke about her sister and being confused as her, for it usually ended up with her hurt when it happened. Not this time, Indiana had been to save the day and she was glad for the Gryffindor girl. "I saw that you're on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, I hope you won't hit the bludgers towards me when you play Ravenclaw. I'm the seeker," Bituin said jokingly to the boy. It was her first time on the team and she found that the Seeker position suited her well, she was good at seeing the tiny golden snitch flying around the pitch.​
 
It was the first time that Tybalt had ever found himself enjoying the company of someone he had moments before fear, and for all the old feelings to have faded so quickly. Honestly he hadn't expected them to stay long but, he was glad at the speed at which they'd left. He was glad that they'd ended up meeting, that she'd taken the time and gathered the courage to speak to him, and he had found the courage to just listen, to hear her side of things. It was nice to meet someone who actually cared for once, and didn't just take advantage of a situation. He found that in the first few moments alone with her were nice. She was a beautiful person, he had no trouble saying that. he had no trouble saying that she was to him probably one of the prettiest girls at the Yuleball. He looked down at the jacket at his feet as she spoke. Giving a light laugh, "Oh you don't know my mama. Even if it's quick to clean up the woman will have a field day chewing me out because it is dirty. She will look me dead in the eye after seeing the jacket and say, Tybalt Lawson Archer why is your only suit jacket so flithy?" The southern accent getting stronger as he pretended to be his mother, Ty gave a small laugh. He meant it in a harmless fashion, Ty loved his mother, he had seen her at her worst and her best. She had always been somewhat distant with him when his brother died, and she'd been busy with his sister, but since the move, since school and since his cousin, his mother seemed to just be reconnecting with him. Which he was eternally grateful for. He noticed that she didn't sit with him, though his motion might've been incredibly vague. He hadn't thought that this night would lead him here. He was feeling pretty good, since from what he could tell it was like the usual Archer luck had played no part. This was all harmless, and he was feeling good about it. He felt that while this had not gone perfectly as perhaps Bituin had planned, that was the archer luck, and he was happy it had worked out, that no one had been hurt, though he understood if Rhia never spoke to him again. He was just happy to try to apologise to her with all his might. Not leaving that to Bituin, it had been his fault and he would fix it. All of it.

At her response he smiled and shrugged, meeting her eyes, as she then looked up at the castle, he then looked up at the castle. Since there was the Yuleball, lots of the usual classroom lights were out. This for the monochromatic made it difficult for him to admire it. Beyond the hanging lights that made it too bright close for him to make out what was beyond the lights. And the castle was so dark in the light it almost blended with the sky. He could see the vague outlines of the castle, the odd discoloration which he assumed were lights from windows. He looked to her, he could really only admire the castle during the day time, he wasn't as able at night, when it got too dark, and difficult to see in any case. He didn't want to ruin that moment. But, he also at the same time wanted to be honest with her. Before he could say anything however she spoke, she was on the Ravenclaw team, that was pretty amazing. "Oh wow! Star position, you must be brilliant" He said, having always believed that the role of seeker was too hard. He couldn't see as it was, it would've terrible for him. The beater role he played was easy to see, easy to do. It also was the one that meant he had a little less pressure, which for a guy learning to get over his fear of flying was a good thing. It was the best thing. For a guy like him. That much he knew and could admit to. "Never intentionally will I hit you with a bludger, I swear" He gave a light laugh, before letting the small silence take over them, the distant music from the hall. He got up and wiped down his trousers and without asking took Bituin's. Pulling her into him, "A dance?" He gave a small bow to her, before leading her away from the hall. It was slow song coming from the Great Hall. "I am not good at this, forgive me" he looked to her, the smile on his face reaching his eyes shrugging slightly, "But, I owe you at least one dance, and what better moment than this. Under the star light in this warm evening. Come on B, you know I'm right" Ty was hoping that she wouldn't disagree that she wouldn't mind the dance. That he was sort of hoping he'd get from her.
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Bituin found Tybalt to be funny, the way he talked about his mother she could picture it. Though his heavy accent that he seemed to pick up was hard to understand all of his words. People always thought that she was from Mexico even though she was actually Filipino. Any words that she spoke that had a 'V' sounded like a 'B' and the Spanish influence on her English through many people off, especially since she has a Spanish last name, but most people do and her last name comes from a man she never actually met, a Spanish-American man. So whenever she said Ravenclaw it sounded more like Rabenclaw. But the girl laughed along with the American boy finding his company to be enjoyable, even if sometimes his words weren't fully understandable, she understood the message. "I guess my mother would be mad as well," she admitted to him, though she didn't often wear the same clothes here and there so it would be easy to hide any of her clothes from her mother. Back home the weather was typically always warm, but here they had the four seasons and so she needed clothes that covered more of her skin then just shorts. The girl wondered if they should go back to the ball and find Rhi, considering she still thought the younger girl was Tybalt's date to the ball, it didn't seem polite to leave her at the ball alone. But, Bituin did not want to share the boy with the younger girl, she knew it was selfish but there was something about Tybalt that made her want to stay by his side all night long.

Bituin looked down at the ground as he praised her position, she didn't find it to be a very hard position to fill, she was actually good at it and it was another thing to get away from Josefina. The older girl would never be seen riding a broom, the two really were the complete opposites of each other in that sense. "Even if I'm about to win for Ravenclaw?" She asked teasing the boy, she knew she'd be quite disappointed with his playing if he didn't at least try to stop her from catching the Snitch before his Seeker. Listening carefully the girl picked up that a pretty song was playing in the Great Hall and she smiled. Even though she wouldn't head back to the Great Hall she still had a magical night. She was quite shocked when Tybalt took her hand and pulled her over to him and asked for a dance. A blush began to creep up her face and she looked every but him until he began to speak again, almost like he sensed her hesitation. Biting her lip she dared to look up at his face, there was a friendly smile on his face, one that she found it would be impossible to say no too. "Alright, but afterwards there won't be anymore talks of you owing me anything," Bituin said in a quieter tone to the boy. She didn't want him to keep feeling bad and feeling like he owed her many things. If this was one thing he'd give her and stay quiet about the situation afterwards, she was willing to dance. She did admit to herself in her head how she thought he was pretty cute and she was lucky to be able to dance with him. Of course, in her head she knew he had said at least one, but she was hoping it could either be a very long dance or more than one. The night for the girl kept getting more and more magical.​
 
Tybalt was finding the girl's company to be pretty nice, it was different from most things that he was used to, since the teen had always been just friends with people, never had something started out so odd, and never had he felt that they should spend more time together. he had never been so drawn to anyone, even those that he wasn't sure who they were. The teen nodded with her. He didn't know about how her mother would act, he only knew how his would which was pretty funny. His mother had gotten a lot more laid back since arriving in New Zealand, which suited Ty fine. He had found it a lot easier. Sure they didn't have much money since being in New Zealand. there had been a point where things had been hard, but things had righted themselves, and Tybalt knew he was much better off now than he had been. It still held a special place in his heart, the accent still showed it off. He was proud of his heritage, even if it still had some pretty negative thinking behind it. Which wasn't particularly good but he wasn't too bothered by such things. He just gave a shrug to the girl, adding a small smile. His thoughts drifting away from that, towards Bituin, how it must've been pretty annoying with her sister and all that. He thought about more and more, and it really did make more sense when he thought about it. The whole ravenclaw thing he should've at least noticed. But, Tybalt had been rushing hers, all of them, and hadn't even looked twice. He was sort of annoyed that he hadn't. There was a small excitement within him at the thought that they might go against one another in quidditch. Which was interesting for him. He found the prospect intriguing. Different. "Well, you'll never be in that position. Gryffindor have the better team. I won't have to" He gave her a short smile, clearly showing that he was for the most part joking. But, having spent many hours training with his team, and on his own, he was pretty certain of the Gryffindor's qudditch team's ability to be the victors in any of the matches that they played. He hadn't however seen the other team practice so he was very sure that he could be wrong about how good they would be in comparison. It mattered little really.

Glad that she seemed to accept his offer to dance he lead her away from where his coat was and slightly out. Keeping a hold of her hand the entire time. He nodded his head at her, sure, after this he wouldn't owe her anything. Though Ty wasn't doing this because he really felt he owed her, more that he actually really wanted it. He wanted to see her dance, have a reason to stare into her eyes. So that was what he did, took the hand of hers that he wasn't holding and put it on his should while he took her waist. Slowly swaying to the music, with a smile on his face, looking into her eyes, every so often glancing away when his bravery faded. Knowing that as much as he wanted to, he got nervous, and the more nervous he was, the more likely he felt he'd end up messing this up, and he really didn't want to do that. Since he was really enjoying this. She was kind, and sweet. He ignored the fact that in the distance the song changed, to something slightly more upbeat, he took the time to spin her out and then back into him. Smiling as he did so. His eyes rarely leaving hers. Well, he hadn't expected his night to go into this, but, it felt pretty amazing in all honesty. He wasn't sure how to honestly feel about it. "I feel sort of bad about that other girl I was dancing with." He admitted as they danced, finally breaking the silence that had development between them. "I didn't really think" He admitted with a small shrug. He wasn't sure what else to say. But, he didn't stop their dancing. "So, tell me about yourself B? Because Apart from having a twin who once picked on me, I know nothing about you."
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Sorry this is pretty awful. The next one will be better.
 
Bituin decided to ignore the boy's comment about Gryffindor having the better team, she wasn't so sure about that at all. Never having seen the other team practice or play yet so far in the year. Instead she was just going to enjoy the moment, the warm summer's night air and good company. She was glad that she had picked a more summery dress despite the Yule Ball being a symbol of winter, she thought the white would reflect snow very well at least. Tybalt took her free hand and placed it on his shoulder and then moved his hand to her waist. She could feel a slight warmth where his hand was, same with the hand that was holding her other hand. Bituin could feel his eyes on hers but she felt slightly nervous and it took her about a minute before she looked up. But then her eyes connected with his and she stayed gazing back at him. It felt like a truly magical moment to the girl. For once there was a boy who wanted to dance with her and her sister wasn't around to ruin the moment. Bituin was sure that there was a smile on her face that matched his, but her cheeks, she was sure, must be bright red. But as she thought about it she wondered if Tybalt could even tell if they were, not being able to see color. He glanced away every once in a while and she did the same when it seemed like her eyes would burst or her chest would. She found Tybalt to be very attractive, which made it easy to look at him. His blue eyes were brighter than anyone else's. And thoughts like those were why her cheeks became so red. He was beautiful in the way that the male kind can be. Despite messed up hair he still looked wonderful, Bituin was sure it was the opposite for her. Her hair was all messed up from her running to find him, she hadn't worn much makeup at all mostly from not understanding how to put it on. But the girl smiled more each time as she looked down at the ground, she was enjoying herself for once, she wasn't wrapped up in classes and studying for them. She was outside, dancing with a boy who made her stomach flutter each time he looked at her. The girl could barely contain her happiness, usually she was so good at being stoic, not letting her emotions get passed her mind to the outside. But Tybalt easily made her smile.

Breaking the silence Tybalt brought up the girl he had been dancing with before. It was then when she looked away from him and out to the courtyard they were dancing in. Her ears heard the more upbeat song that seemed to be coming to an end, then as well. She wondered how they could not of noticed the change in song and that their dance should've ended a long time ago. "I bet she is still in the hall," Bituin commented back, however Tybalt hadn't stopped dancing and she knew she didn't want to either. Did she really want him to go back to the Great Hall to Rhiannon? Not really but she wasn't a selfish girl and she knew that he should. He owed that girl a lot more than he ever owed her. It really had been her fault that the younger girl's night was cut short with Tybalt, though she had seemed so understanding and let her chase after the boy. Though conversation did not seem to stay long on Rhiannon as Tybalt changed the subject to her. Asking about her put Bituin on the spot, she did not know what he wanted to know about her. Perhaps where she is from, her favorite color although maybe not, other things she couldn't think of. "Mmm, I'm from the Philippines. I love being outside, classrooms are very stuffy I think. And you? I know nothing about you as well," she said to the boy, although she was sure she knew more about him than he did her. But that was thanks to the magazine that came out every once in awhile and she hadn't ever been in it before, luckily. It would be the last thing she needed, something about her for then Josefina would probably be upset and bully her more. Bituin always wondered who the students were that wrote the magazine, and what type of student sent them the hints to all the gossip around school. Most of the stories in the magazine seemed to reveal big secrets that the person they were about thought they were the only ones to know. Georgiana had told her about one girl's secret of being a werewolf had been revealed to the school and now the girl was a semi-famous spokesperson for werewolves.​
 
It was honestly turning out to the best night of his life. He had never expected her to be so willing to dance. A part of himself had believed that with his somewhat awful reaction to her that she would just leave, feeling that it would be pointless, but it hadn't been. Ty was happier now, he was smiling so much and he honestly couldn't stop grinning. After all the things which had happened he couldn't believe this small amount of luck which had been sprung upon him. He wondered what bad luck could possibly follow this. He honestly didn't think that anything could. They would dance away and part as new friends. But he wanted more. He wanted to spend more time with her. He enjoyed the way he could almost feel her pulse as he held her hand. It was comforting, it seemed to just fit. He loved the way his hand felt on her waist. Just the way she seemed to make him feel at ease, when her twin would scare the daylights from him. He had never been truly afraid of B, just of her sister. And it seemed as he spent time with her that he might just be able to tell them apart. He found B had this smile that he couldn't help but smile at. The way she just made him feel at home with her, something he couldn't ever claim to have happened before, since it hadn't. He kept his eyes on her, letting them drift to his feet every so often, but Ty had always heard that those too cautious were those worse off. He shrugged slightly as she spoke. He felt bad, he really did, but he didn't want to go back. He didn't think that Bituin wanted to either. Tybalt was maybe not the perfect person to be guessing what a person wanted in the way they looked, but he was more than happy to pretend he did. The young Gryffindor wasn't quite sure he was ready to end what they had going. He was beaming at the thought of telling Kyle, of telling Kelsey and Kieran. Of telling his cousin, his cousin's girlfriend. Of telling Indiana all about his night. Wanting to also hear about hers. Thinking that they could exchange details about what magical nights they had spent. Both with different people. "I danced with her because she was alone, I didn't have a date, and nor did she. Seemed right" He said looking back in the direction of the hall briefly. letting his eyes slowly drift back to Bituin. He wasn't too keen to continue thinking of Rhia, he felt bad and would make it up to her, though he hadn't figured out how he was going to. Maybe more would come of this already pretty perfect night. How it could get better he didn't know. It was just nice. He continued the dance, leading slightly more than he would normally. Spinning her out and then back into him, mixing things up and smiling as he did so.

The question that Tybalt had posed her had been vague, he wasn't sure how much she would be willing to say so early on. He was surprised that she was from the Philippines, he hadn't ever met someone like that. Which was good and interesting to him. He wondered how they had come to New Zealand, but the though occurred to him that in fact this was probably the closest wizarding school. So it would be the logical choice. There wasn't much to tell, and while Ty didn't mind, he knew that they'd only just met, he was maybe slightly more open than her. Tybalt wore his heart much more on his sleeve that most. He thrived off being liked and flourished around friends. he was capable of being alone, and working alone but he desired the company so much more. "I had no idea you were from the Philippines, that's really awesome. What's it like?" He said thinking of what kind of place it was like. "I'm from the state Georgia in the U.S, moved here a few years back. I miss my home, but New Zealand is incredible" He said glancing up at the sky. "I've been monochromatic since birth, it's a family thing, all the males have it. My mama says that it's ironic because we also all have super blue eyes, but none of us have any idea what blue even is" He laughed slightly, though he'd been thinking more and more about what if he could see colour. If there was a way by magic to fix it. Though he had never outwardly thought too much about it. Never said it to anyone. "I like photography, which no one really understands considering, but I like it. Oh, and I have a little sister. She's about 7. I'm going to teach her how to play quidditch. I think she's really looking forward to it." He stopped, and in stopping stopped dancing. He gave a sporting laugh and then began once more. "I've said so much more than you. I'm not self centered, really. I just talk a lot." he gave a little shrug, keeping his eyes on hers, the smiling easily reaching his with ease. "I'm going to be honest, I don't think we are in anyway still following the beat coming from the great hall. Do you think so?"
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Bituin felt honestly very bad about Rhiannon in the Great Hall, but she hoped one of her friends had found her and they were spending the night together giggling in the corner. Rhiannon probably sharing how she danced with Tybalt, as Tybalt informed her about not being the girl's date. Secretly pleased with the information the young Ravenclaw relax a bit more with the conversation. She had been waiting for the moment Tybalt would say he needed to return to his date, but he had after all came to the Yule Ball alone like she. Glancing towards the exit of the Courtyard that led to the Great Hall as Tybalt did she quickly found herself looking back at him then he did to her. It gave her a moment to admire his profile. Remembering her friend Rose and how she loved to do artsy things she wondered if Tybalt would be a good person to draw. Bituin herself hadn't a clue how to draw anything at all and most likely never would. But Tybalt was very good looking, she didn't doubt him making a good model for someone to draw. She wondered if that would be a present that someone would like, a drawing of a loved one. The girl was sure that her mother would love a realistic drawing of her and Josefina to put up as decoration somewhere in their house. It was a small house, not very much at all and lacked decoration as their mother was always working. The girl was sure her mother would like something like that. But as her mind wandered the conversation came back to her, about the Philippines.

Waiting till after Tybalt finished telling her about his home to answer her question, Bituin smiled. Tybalt went on and on, she hadn't ever thought that he would be so friendly and open to her. He was from the United States but his family lived here now. He had one sister, younger, plus his cousin Stefan. But then he distracted her chain of thoughts by not moving anymore. The girl knew how to quickly balance herself and she was glad, otherwise she might have fallen over. "Oh no, I suppose we aren't anymore," she replied after listening to the music from the Great Hall for a moment. She laughed finding it funny how Tybalt didn't seem to be able to stay on one subject for very long. She wondered if this was how he always was, or if it was because he was excited by the night that made his subjects so jumpy. "And the Philippines are warm, I suppose but it's warm here. But well, to really get anywhere you have to take ferries between the main islands. I actually had to take a boat every morning to get to elementary school before coming here. And blue, that is one of the Ravenclaw colors. Though you eyes are lighter, closer to white, if that makes sense," the girl said to the boy she was with. The two weren't dancing anymore but she found herself with her hand still on his shoulder and his on her waist still posed for dancing. Her cheeks were still a beaming pink color as she glanced to her hand that was being held up by his. Bituin had been enjoying their dancing, at different times he would turn her, or send her away and pull her back by the hand he kept a good grip on. It had been fun and made her laugh and smile. "I only have one sister, who you know. And she isn't much of a sister, plus she hates to fly. I think that may be why I like Quidditch so much. She's going home for the break, but I'm staying here in New Zealand. My family isn't Christian, so it's not like I'll miss a holiday. Indiana said she'd also be here, so I think I'll spend time with her, although her siblings are coming for Christmas so she'll be with them in Brightstone then," she said rambling on as her topic grew. When she stopped she blushed looking up at Tybalt knowing how he felt about going on and on in talking. But he made it so easy to talk. The young Ravenclaw wished that he would kiss her while they were standing there alone, but the thought made her look away from his eyes again. A smile was still on her face however as the entire night had turned into one of fun and laughter. She was glad her sister hadn't attended the Yule Ball that year.​
 
The boy hadn't honestly thought about what he was doing when he had stopped dancing. It had been natural to just stop while he was thinking. The fact that he was dancing with someone had skipped his mind. He hadn't expected it to. But it had. And while he was glad that he hadn't caused her any pain or annoyance he was conscious of himself where he made a mental note of never doing it again. It just would not end well for him. He was just happy to be with her in this moment. In this evening. This night with her. He wasn't sure what would come of it, but he also was certain that he'd find out. That it would be a happy memory enough to produce a pretty strong patronus. He was sure that in this moment he'd be able to. He knew he would. Which made him feel incredible. It made him feel so glad that while he had run off he hadn't gone too far, to a point where it would be more difficult. Which wouldn't have been good, or fun. Which was the exact opposite of what he wanted. Ty knew that they hadn't been following the music, but in his mind he was playing his own. Something which fit and made sense. A lot more than the hall in the music would. There was a small smile on his face, smaller than before. he wasn't sure what was happening, all he knew within him was that he had no desire to let go. No desire to say goodbye to this evening, though he knew he would have to. He knew that there would be more chances for them to hang out together but he wasn't sure what this would mean for them. He had no idea if she would want that. He wasn't very good at telling what people wanted, so he very often ended up guessing, but with her he didn't want to. Bituin was an amazing person to him already he hardly wanted to mess that up. She was incredible. She seemed like the very person he had always hoped to one day meet. Well, in his teenage fantasies of what love might bring him, he imagined that the person would make him smile and everything would just be simple. Clear cut, as things were in those moments with Bituin. It was like rediscovering what it felt like to soar high above the ground and fly.

He closed his eyes briefly and imagined what she was talking about. Though it was hard, since he had no idea what it would like to get boats to places. He opened his eyes when she said his eyes were ravenclaw colours, well blue was, and his were much closer to white. He shook his head at her, keeping his eyes on her. "As much as I know what white is, I don't quite understand what you mean. Colours are clear cut, surely?" He had never seen his own eyes, had it not been for his mother he wouldn't have even known that they were blue. To him they appeared in what his father called grey. Which made sense to him. But, only in the way he had no real concept of what colour truly was. The teen knew what things were meant to be, but not what they were. "My mama says she used to have a really hard time getting me to focus, like as if I wasn't seeing her. Says it freaked her out" He gave a small shake of his head and a light laugh. At which point, he noticed that Bituin seemed to relax, seemed more comfortable around him. Or at least more in a way of attempting to be calmer around him. Which might not be true, but he didn't mind. She began talking about her winter, the time that she was going to be spending somewhat alone. Which brought a small amount of sadness to Ty's eyes. His smile faltered as he thought briefly about his mother and what she might say to this. "Spend Christmas with me." He said without thinking twice. Ty's family were christian by birth, but not religiously practicing. They spent it together, celebrating it more the evening before rather than the day itself. "My mama won't mind. Plus, we celebrate as a family the night before, and I was going to my cousin's place for the day itself. he lives alone, so the more the merrier." Ty was thinking out loud. His family knew that his cousin would be alone for the day, so Tybalt had always planned to go. Now, it was just even better. "He won't mind. Honestly. You should come." He finished. Feeling that she might feel a little overwhelmed by his family, but ever since his cousin had been found, the family had stressed the importance of family, and therefore they'd spend it together. He wanted her to say yes, he really did. It would be amazing. To see her again, out of school with his family. He didn't care if it would be as friends, or as something more.
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Bituin felt bad trying to explain the color of his eyes to Tybalt, she wasn't sure she could describe it the right way or perhaps at all. She wasn't fully sure what he meant by his question, it was a phrase she hadn't heard before but she was a Ravenclaw she would find out later what it meant. "Color is, well not all animals can see it, so it really isn't something that's truly important," the girl kind of mumbled trying to move away from the conversation. She didn't have any plans to upset the boy dancing with her when she had finally just been able to get him to see her. Of course Bituin hoped that he would see her after that night, but she wasn't sure how to get him to know if it was her or Josefina. It would be terrible if he approached Josefina thinking it was her. Bituin did not understand the next thing he said to her, but she figured it was just left over rambles coming from him, it made her smile a little. The girl still found herself being held into place by Tybalt, not sure if she should drop her hands or if they were going to continue dancing the girl stayed in place. Fully knowing if they were found how weird they would look to others.

The next words to come from Tybalt's mouth shocked her, to be honest. The girl just looked back at him fully surprised at what he was saying to her. She wondered if it was the cousin who was here last year, Stefan. She wasn't sure exactly how magical his family was, so what if it was a muggle cousin? Thoughts were flying through her head. As a girl, she tended to over think, a lot. Every possibility of the day flew through her mind and it was still days from now. Bituin wasn't sure if she could give him an answer right then, but break was upon them. She knew if she stayed at the castle for break she wouldn't have an easy way to get to his home. He lived here in New Zealand, but it was a country, it was big, she couldn't just walk to his home. Unless they lived near Brightstone, but they could live farther away, even on the North Island would be too far for her. "Ty, I..." Pausing the girl looked back to the boy's eyes. He seemed so hopeful that she'd agree with him, it would be hard to say no. If she said no, would he be upset and not see her again? She didn't want to risk that sort of ending for them. But she hadn't ever celebrated the holiday, she wasn't sure what the Holiday actually meant, what to do. "I've never celebrated the holiday, I wouldn't know what to do. I...I would like to go," Bituin said to the boy leaving out the 'but' that was hanging in her mind. Hopefully, the holiday would work out and she would be able to spend it with her new friend and his cousin.​
 
Tybalt was a Gryffindor, even if he didn't entire know it. He was rash, did things without thinking. Acted on impulse. He was finding that it happened more and more often. This sudden way of doing things where he thought little about the consequences and just did things. He knew that it wasn't the best quality that he had, but it was one of the ones that he as stuck with. One of the ones he would always deal with as he grew older, possibly even tamed it. But for now, Ty did things seemingly at random. He flew a broom because he had felt a deep desire to. He wanted to do it for his sister, and he wanted to do it for him. But this also meant that he had times where he questioned why. Why he had in the first place chosen to jump on a broom and fly high into the sky, despite his fear of heights, and falling. He was a lot better now, but the fear hadn't driven away. It hadn't taken over him. He'd taken the plunge and done something that had once been the unthinkable for him. Now, it was almost simple. It was like anything else. he had jumped into his meeting with his cousin. Forcing his parents to do it, though they had been worried about the acceptance coming from his cousin. And vice versa. His cousin had never wanted to impose, and by his very nature, Ty had insisted that he do it. That he found out about his family, found out about those who could care for him. Who did care for him. Like anyone would. Because while Ty had never lost his parents he found that company was a good thing. His parents found Ty's impulsiveness a little daunting, saying that it could only end in trouble, but Ty definitely disagreed. It had only proved useful at this point, he couldn't see how anything could go wrong. He didn't see how it would be a bad thing if more people came to the Christmas he would spend with his family.

However this also meant that Ty didn't think things through. He hadn't thought about how Bituin might get to his cousins, after all, while his cousin lived pretty close to Brightstone, and he lived close to a muggle village getting to both of those was maybe the more difficult part of things. However, as soon as he'd asked her, he had begun with the plans to help her get there. He would've offered for her to come with him and his parents, but he was sure he'd never hear the end of it. Ty was however grateful that despite the fact he could clearly that she didn't know for certain if it would be a good thing. She seemed uncertain, but still agreed to it. Which made the teen smile slightly. But he dismissed with a shake of his head that she wouldn't know what to do. "My cousin, Stefan, he doesn't really celebrate it much either. But, he just wants folks to have a good time. says he's spent too many holidays alone. You'll fit right in!" He said with a jovial tone in his voice. "And I'll give you his address, and how to get there. He lives close to this muggle town, but it's a hour long walk, so maybe flying would be better" Tybalt stopped talking. He had been thinking out loud once more, and had found his eyes glancing around B as he spoke. Not focusing on her. It wasn't until he looked at her eyes, and the way she was smiling at him that he stopped. He was brought over by an overwhelming sense that he found her truly beautiful. "I'd love for you to be there." He removed his hand from her waist and raised it to her cheek. "You know you look beautiful, B?" He muttered, his voice falling quiet as he spoke. He didn't think that it was the wrong statement, but he wasn't entirely brave enough to say it without blushing. However, like always, and without thinking, Ty leaned in and lightly kissed Bituin on the lips. The night could not get more perfect he thought.
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Bituin was surprised how nicely her evening had been going. At first she had started the night looking for Indiana, or someone she knew and found Tybalt. Of course, he had run away from her. But now she was standing his hand wrapped tightly around hers and the other holding her in place. She was sure if he looked down he'd see the shaking of her knee caps from all the nerves bundled up inside. Bituin was extremely happy that Tybalt had listened to her. She felt too happy for words. And he wanted to spend time with her during break. She was nervous about meeting his cousin, maybe even his parents would show up. She wasn't even sure if they were anything, though in that moment it felt like they were. The Ravenclaw was smart, she always managed the quizzes to get into the Common Room with ease. Classes weren't very hard for her. But this, she didn't know anything about. She did know there was a smile on her face and that she couldn't imagine her night having been any better. She was glad that she got her nerves up and had the courage to talk to Tybalt. To apologize for her sister who was a bully to all. But now, because of that courage she was going to have to find her way to a place and fly there, and not be seen by muggles. The thought made her nervous and she wondered if he would invite others who could go with her. She was smart though, she would manage the trip, she was sure. The girl knew how to fly and was confident she could make a trip that long. Or would it be a short distance by flying? She wasn't sure, but she would find out Christmas Day. They would have to work out the timing of course, she wasn't sure she'd want to go early in the morning. Though she did know that she didn't want to be far from Tybalt very long. He made every moment interesting, always talking and not complaining much about her silence. She was just overwhelmed with everything he said and how nice his voice sounded when he talked. The girl could barely form a sentence to say in return most of the time.

Tybalt seemed completely thrilled that she would be willing to go. She felt relaxed now and happy that he truly did want to spend such a special holiday with her. It wasn't one that was very special to her, but she knew she would research and take part in the activities. The girl was already planning on stopping in Brightstone and getting Tybalt something, even if it was small it came from her heart. She was thinking of something for his cousin as well, though she did not know much about him. He was hosting the get together and it only seemed right to bring him something as well. "If you just write it down, I'll have a look at the maps in the Library sometime before Christmas. Flying would be much faster than walking," the girl agreed with her new Gryffindor friend. She wasn't sure about fitting in however. She wasn't like most other people, she was sweet and honest but not used to having many people to talk too. The girl figured if many people came she would feel overwhelmed, but going by herself also meant she could just fly back to the castle when she needed too. Her worrying about the day stopped when Tybalt complimented her. The girl wasn't sure how to take the compliment, he had already said it before. That she was beautiful. She didn't quite believe him of course, she wasn't nearly perfectly done up at all now. His hand moved from her waist to her cheek. She felt like she wasn't breathing any longer as she looked into his eyes. But she knew she was breathing, otherwise she would have been on the floor. His cheeks were red again and his hand felt cool to her face then and she was sure that her face must of been red like his as well. Suddenly Tybalt's face was much closer than it had been and she felt his lips on hers. Her eyes were wide with surprise and it was a few seconds before she thought to close her eyes. By then the kiss was over and Bituin was left with her thoughts halted. Opening her eyes the girl looked up into the Gryffindor's eyes. Sometime during the moment her hand had moved from his shoulder to the hand that was on her cheek holding it there. Her other hand was still in Tybalt's but almost moving on its own her hand laced her finger's in between Tybalt's, instead of the standard dance hand position it had been in. "Ty."​
 
Now that he was sure that Bituin would be there the young teen was feeling even better about the evening they were having and the day they would have. He hasn't been too sure if be would have anyone to talk to since the only person Ty would've known would be his cousin, now he had her, and boy was he happy about that. He wasn't sure about how the day would play out. About how good things would turn out. He did however have high hopes. He was sure that it would be ok, that they would figure things out. That they'd have fun and maybe end up together as a couple. He was any sure he could ask her out. He wasn't overly certain of the effect that might have. He hardly wanted to be rejected after a night like this. He didn't want that, but he was sure that it would be okay. He was hopeful, he wanted it. He didn't want to ask her now. He would wait, give her and him time to settle feelings and come down from this high. But it didn't stop him from acting on impulse. After he had called her beautiful, which he had meant with all his being he had leaned in and kissed her. It had been more happy, something inside him had been about awoken it seemed. He had closed his eyes seemingly on instinct. As that was the only thing that could be done in a situation such as that. As if nothing else was really possible. He could feel the warmth of her, since they stood so close. He felt the softness of her cheek against his hand. The way that it just seemed to fit. Too soon he found that the kiss ended. He pulled away from her, but kept her close, he realised that her hand was actually on his, where he had it on her cheek. He smiled at her somewhat shyly. Unsure as if he'd done something right, or if she had completely hated it. It was after all his very first kiss. He could feel her hand moving in his, and without thinking he moved his fingers to give her the ability to intertwine her fingers with his. To connect them. Then she said his name, he felt like he could melt. He wasn't sure what to say. What words he could use.

"B" he gave her a small smile. A small tentative smile. Like her saying her little nickname he'd given to her. He wished he had been given some warning about how this night would turn out. Given some telling about where they would go. How quickly it seemed this had happened. One minute they were just arguing, then something had changed. He'd seen her in the beautiful light of the night. "I," he felt completely lost for words. He felt like he could stay like this for hours. Just with her. He kept his face close to hers. "I don't know," once again words failed him. He didn't know what this meant for them. This was the first time he'd ever felt anything for anyone. The first time he'd kissed another person. "Does this mean we're dating or are we just friends?" he honestly didn't know. He kept his eyes on her. Smiling slightly, he didn't want to leave this hanging in the air figure it out and then go from there. He wanted them to be dating, though he had no idea what that meant. What he would have to do. For them. It was new territory he'd never known about. His parents had never told him how a person decided they were dating. He felt lost, he hoped she knew more than him. He really liked her. But they had just met, maybe it would be better to give each other time. "Maybe we should go on a date first?" he shrugged, his eyes never left hers, his hand never moved, this was to him a most perfect moment and he didn't want it to end. Not by a long shot. But in the same way that he still had a job to do in the Great Hall. Whatever B said would be what Ty would do. If she needed time, he'd give her time, if yes then great, if no then he got points for trying. However it was turning out to be a perfect evening.
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Bituin was not sure what to do with herself. She was feeling completely happy, but something was nagging the back of her mind. She couldn't figure out what it was so for the moment she ignored it. Instead, the girl just looked to Tybalt and gazed back to his eyes once she had opened hers after the kiss. It was quite magical she had to admit, the lanterns floating above them, the soft waves of music coming from the Great Hall. Almost to good to be true, she was excepting herself to wake up as if it all was a dream. Mostly she thought it was a dream because it didn't seem real for Tybalt to like her at all when he feared her sister. The moment they shared seemed to perfect for a girl like herself to have. She was waiting for Josefina to walk in and completely ruin the moment. Pushing such thoughts from her mind as Tybalt talked the girl let him go on and on. Her hand was locked with his just right, he didn't hold on to hard and it didn't feel like she was the only one holding on. She already figured out that Tybalt was the type to ramble on but also to act on impulse, which usually meant running away. But now it meant kissing her. Bituin feared the moment he would kiss her in front of Josefina. He asked if they were dating, or were they friends. They hadn't even established a friendship before he kissed her. She wondered if they could really jump into being boyfriend and girlfriend. She knew nothing more about him then just the things she read in the gossip magazine. The girl wanted to know everything about him, it didn't seem like he would have a problem sharing being quite the talker.

Bituin still had to figure out how to react to the kiss, she wasn't sure if there was a smile on her face, she figured there was. Tybalt was smiling and she was having a hard time not smiling back, though she did want to be smiling then. She was happy, she wanted everyone in the Great Hall to know how happy she was. But it would all go back to Josefina in the end. It took her a moment to form her words carefully. She didn't want to hurt Tybalt, she was pretty sure that she was having a crush on him after all. But still the girl worried, as it was something she was very good at. "Ty," she repeated, "I don't think it's a good idea. I mean, we don't really know that much about each other. And if Josefina gets any word of this, I'm afraid of what she'll do to you." Bituin dropped her hand that had been over the hand of Tybalt's that was on her cheek. Looking down at the ground she didn't want to look at his face fearing to see sadness there. Dating to her meant what the older students did, hold hands in the corridors, share kisses in front of everyone. Do other things when alone that she had barely even began to think about, being so young. No, she didn't know if she was ready to be dating anyone. Though she knew she felt like she wanted to be dating Tybalt. The girl didn't want to be just friends, and she didn't want to end the night on a bad note. Looking back up at Tybalt the girl decided it was her time to act without too much thinking. Her free hand instinctively went to the back of Tybalt's neck and lightly pulled his head closer as she kissed him. The girl was not exactly sure what she was doing, she felt like she must be crazy but it was such a nice sensation. Pulling back she didn't move very far, her eyes were looking down at his lips. She couldn't find the courage to look up and be pulled in by his eyes again.​
 
As ever the rash little Gryffindor, Ty was excited to just be with her in that moment. To stand with her in his arms in a sense. if nothing became of it, they might part as friends. He would wait for the right time. He would wait for her, because Tybalt was not the kind of guy who would force anything on anyone. He liked her, but if she didn't want it, then that would be it. They could be friends, but a part of him wanted to appeal to her. Tell her that no matter what they'd be able to make it. They would be able to weather whatever storm came their way. Well, he hoped that they could. Ty was optimistic, maybe overly optimistic about such things. He believed that bad things for him were coming to an end and he was finally on the way to becoming an Archer with luck. This night seemed to point him in the right direction. It was just easier to think as such. And with his eyes on hers, it was all he could think about. He wanted to give this, whatever this could be a go. Maybe they were rushing a little but, it was in his nature to rush, to do things quickly, without a second thought. Figuratively jumping into the deep end. Jumping in and trying his hardest to float. Hearing her words, he honestly understood it. He understood why she was saying that. Why she feared what might become of them. Her sister had obviously a strong dislike for Tybalt. And from what he could gather about Bituin, her sister wasn't the kindest to her either. What other reason would she have about not spending the time over the holidays with family. And rather spending it with him and Stefan. And their friends. It wasn't obviously just because she didn't celebrate the holiday itself. There had to be more to it. He was sure of such a thing, even if others wouldn't be. Ty watched, with a small smile on his face. Never fading, not even as she essentially turned him down on his offer. He watched with a small amount of concern as her eyes dropped to the floor. He wasn't sure what to do when her hand dropped from his. Leaving the hand on her cheek cold from the sudden lack of touch. However, he just lightly stroked it. Moving his fingers ever so slightly.

He'd been about to tell her to not worry about him, that whatever her sister threw at him he could handle. he was an Archer, he'd suffered worse. He knew that he could handle it. For the sake of them, for her. But in the same way, he wasn't sure if he would even be good company. If he would be a good boyfriend, someone who could comfort another person in the way that he imagined a good boyfriend would. He wouldn't have to help her with work, since she'd be the smarter of the two. The Ravenclaw, where he was the rash little Gryffindor. Who was braver than he thoughts himself. However, when she looked back up at him, despite the small amount of sadness he could see in her eyes. Suddenly, her hand was at his neck pulling him into her. To which he responded by lightly kissing her back, leaning out, with a smile on his face. "Don't worry about me, whatever your sister throws at me, I can handle" He said, speaking quietly. Smiling as he spoke, his lips close to hers. He could almost feel her breath on his lips. "Who says she has to know. What if we kept this between us? Got to know each other, in privacy like this. She wouldn't find out" He continued to smile at her. Not letting his leave her. He knew he was asking a lot of her. Asking more than he was maybe meant to. If she didn't want them to be together, he would respect that. "But, if you're still worried, it's okay. We spend a magical night together and then we split as friends. Good friends, your sister wouldn't mind that so much, surely?" He gave her a small hopeful smile. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to be just friends after this, but he didn't want to lose her completely. He didn't want to end up knowing how great it felt to be holding her hand, or the taste of her lips be so great. Or the way her smile made him feel like all the colour in the world had been restored. In those few moments, Tybalt had so quickly developed feelings for her. He wasn't sure he could go back on them. He took a small step back, moving away from her. "Whatever you decide B," He moved his hand away from her face, but kept his other hand intertwined with hers. ​
 
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