Where the wind blows..

[Amarante Ming]

Amarante walked along the streets of Brightstone Village when she turned the corner quickly and discretely onto Bleak Street, she had been here once before and had gotten into an interesting fight with a mudblood. Amarante raised her hood up over her head so only strands of her soft black hair were seen and her striking blue eyes were as well. Amarante who could be described as vain detested her eyes, she thought that they were her punishment for something she had done in another life. Though most people were just surprised that they weren't black like many Asian girls.

Amarante and Tasanee had been the 'black sheep' if you will of there home town in Taiwan. But people feared Amarante and others loved Tasanee so they didn't hassle them about there difference in appearance. Amarante's eyes darted around softly as she put her hands in the sleeves of the opposite arms summer kimono she looked like either a foreigner or an oriental ganster.

There was then a large gust of wind that blew her straight black hair to the side along with her kimono. Amarante turned around so she was looking in the direction the wind was blowing and she spotted a set of unfamiliar eyes on hers and she looked them in an intoxicating stare before breaking away.

 

[Shinta Tantono]

The afternoon was young as many said. The sun had just went down not too long ago and here she was walking looking at children running around, people looking through the windows of shops. If Shinta just could go back to being a young girl again, she would be running around with the kids. They didn't care about the things that were happening around them. All that mattered was making sure they were having fun.

That could be a story to write about. A group of children having fun and meeting new problems as they grow up. Taking out her notebook to write down her ideas she had just thought of but this action had taken her mind off everything around her.

Her mind came back to everything around her when dhe found himself on the ground. She didn't know what had happen. She just knew she had bumped in something or someone and that she had tripped on the ground. Her notebook wide open on the ground for anyone to read her ideas.

It took her a few seconds to come back to reality as she felt the ground on him. Looking up at what she had bumped. It was a girl, she felt extremely bad as his cheeks became redder. Looking down at the ground before speaking.

"I'm so sorry Miss," she uttered.

 

[Taylor Mercer]

Taylors curiosity had lead her down this dark alleyway. They say curiosity killed the cat. Taylors answer to that was that cats had nine lives, may as well put them to some use. A gust of wind blew and Taylor crossed her arms and hugged herself. What a curious street. Glancing up at the movement of material she noticed a girl, with striking blue eyes. Her stare was mysterious, but she only looked about the age of Taylor. As she glanced away, Taylor continued her walk down the road, unconciously following the dark figure.

 

[Amarante Ming]

Amarante's glance was torn away from the blond girl just as someone bumped into her. Amarante turned her head sharply at the girl, her blue eyes giving her a murderous glare as she said falsely, "It's no problem at all." Amarante looked over the girl curiously, she looked Asian as well, and her thin lips formed a small smirk as she said to her in the language she was certain the girl would be able to understand or even speak, "Now why might someone that looks like a Hufflepuff be in Bleak Street?" Amarante's blue eyes danced wickedly as she spoke, her stare at the girl was one that could give someone shivers.