You've got to be kidding me

[Lestat Styx]

There were many things that caused Lestat Styx to be in a not so good mood, and that would be none other than being at Hogwarts New Zealand where he felt that his magic would be limited here. He could learn so much more if he were at his own house being taught at home. But that was not the case. Hell, even Durmstrang would have been better than this. He cannot handle so many muggle-borns at the school. Well, if he did anything, there would be evidence that would lead to his expulsion, just like Chaos. He was not smart enough to hide everything like his father. But for now, he would have to face the facts that he would have to deal with this, and just go along with it. Maybe he could have a mental list on who to get rid of. That might be why he was even here! To think of who to get rid of! That had to be it because he did not know what else he could possibly be here for because none of his other siblings are here right now. It was just him and Elysia. He knew that there were other Styx’s but they were cousin and uncles and aunts.

Being bored, and with Zared nowhere near him at the moment, he would have to figure out how to entertain himself. And his stormy eyes landed on a female in the corridors, and from the look of her, she was kind of cute. But Lestat was certain that her attitude would ruin it. Most of the girls here were not entertaining. He chose to not get along with people that he suspected were not pureblood anyway. He was not about to risk his father’s reputation because he wanted to socialize. If he wanted to socialize, he would go seek out Zared and they could torture someone together. Well, mostly Lestat. He approached the girl, and with his cocky attitude, asked, "Lost?"​

 

[Agrippina Styx]

Agrippina walked along the corridors, her eyes roaming about the walls and enjoying the look of the castle. She hadn't had much chance to look around the place yet and so after checking to see how her brother was doing, Agrippina went in search of something fun she could do. Outside the castle she could make things, make something for art, but inside the castle she had to be a bit more creative. Unfortunately for her she also had a terrible sense of direction and that meant that after a couple of ups and downs and walking along all the different corridors, she had no idea where it was that she had walked to. Normally she remembered places by the artwork they contained, but she was not yet accustomed to the artworks on this floor, or the markings that were built into the castle. She frowned slightly and ran her hand along the wall, she liked the feel of the stones, but it wasn't really telling her where the heck she was. She decided that she would look to the portraits, after all, they might be able to tell her where she was. She looked to the closest one, a portrait of an old man. She smiled at him.

After about five minutes of round about questioning, Agrippina still didn't have the answer she was looking for. She placed her hands on her hips and pointed her finger at it. "I don't understand why you are being so difficult, it's only a question!" Agrippina hated this portrait, which was something she reserved for the most annoying of people. It was unusual to hate a piece of artwork. "You've been dead for centuries, how dare you treat me like this." Agrippina heard someone speak to her, and finally having someone that wasn't a portrait, Agrippina turned around and looked at the boy, an expression of sheer relief on her face. "I am actually, and this portrait is of absolutely no use at all." She told him, rolling her eyes at it. "I never much liked portraits, but he's being especially ridiculous." Maybe this boy could help her figure out which floor she was on. "I was trying to find the library, or a store room, or something. I got a little distracted and now I'm not sure which floor I'm even on."
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[Lestat Styx]

Lestat could not resist snickering as the girl totally just roasted some paintings, before finding it to be completely redundant. Oh well, he would not be telling her anytime soon. She seemed to be very feisty, and that was nice. He liked that a lot. Feisty women attracted him, likely because that was what his father liked too. Sometimes, tastes pass to the next generation. Lestat waved his hand carelessly to the portrait, "Nothing a lit candle can't fix, if you know what I mean." He cast a dark glare out of the corner of his eyes toward the portrait while a smirk curled across his lips. Of course, only he would find that to be absolutely hilarious. He answered the girl's worries about not knowing what floor she was on, "The first floor. The floor that wouldn't kill someone if you pushed them out the window. Just break their legs, which I guess can be just as entertaining." The comments flying out of his mouth, he did not even know that it was not normal conversation. Lestat shrugged his shoulders, showing that he did not seem to know any better, but perhaps knew more about other things than a first year should, such as people falling out of a window.

The first year Slytherin decided that helping her could be in his best interest. Perhaps another ally? He did not seem to know. Lestat did not hold out his hand or anything, before he introduced himself, "I am Lestat Styx. Slytherin if you can't tell." That was such a stupid statement of him, but he did not seem to mind it. He shrugged his shoulders, "I guess I could lead you to the library. Well, or store room. Where the hell do you want to go?" He raised an eyebrow before wondering if the girl was indecisive. Well, that would tell him just how she managed to get herself lost. People like that were often funny, and he wondered if he could get some sort of entertainment out of her. He would not doubt it. Maybe not an ally, but something he could mess with on occasion. He could lead her to a very bad place in the castle, such as the men's bathroom or something. Who knows.​