Should I, shouldn't I...

[Angelina Sawynn]

The moonlit sky illuminated the Forbidden Forest in an eerie fashion. The gnarled trees looked like frightening creatures in the night, ready to strike at any sign of danger. Dead leaves scattered the forest floor.

Angelina stood at the very edge of the forest in a baby pink cotton dress, her bare feet crunching the leaves beneath them. She was stuck with a simple decision: should she go into the forest or not? She didn't want to encounter any of the centaurs or other creatures that loomed within, but at the same time she figured that she could just outsmart them.

The girl took a step forward as more leaves were crushed beneath her foot. Goosebumps covered her body when the breeze picked up again. It made the trees sway menacingly, making Angelina fearful of going inside. But how else was she going to get over her fear of the forest? She wasn't supposed to be scared of anything, and yet...

Looking around cautiously, she carefully stepped over any stray branches, tree roots, and stones scattered about in her path. She was going to conquer this fear and her fear of the dark in one night.

[Tristoy Sphynx]

Tristoy curved his neck back to look at the twinkling stars above. The sky was cloudless and the atmosphere was cool. He wrapped his cloak more tightly about him as he walked towards the Black Lake. In his peripheral vision there was a silhouette stepping into the forest. Forgetting his previous destination, Tristoy started in the direction of the figure.

He managed to reach the stranger just in time before it went into the forest. When his eyes grew used to the dim lighting of the moon he could see that the figure was a young girl. She looked to be about his age, maybe younger, and he wondered what she was doing near the Forbidden Forest. It was against the rules to go in there.

"What are you doing?" he asked, reaching out to place his hand on her shoulder.

[Angelina Sawynn]

Angelina was just about to step into the forest, just about to conquer both her fears, when suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder and a voice in her ear. Every limb froze. She exhaled slowly and turned around, with her hand on her chest.

What met her eyes was a boy. He was dressed in his Hogwarts robes. He looked like he might be a prefect...Angelina prayed that he wasn't. If he was, she was bound to get into a LOT of trouble.

"Do not scare me like that!" she said breathlessly. "Who are you anyway? You are not a prefect, are you?"

[Tristoy Sphynx]

Trisoy removed his frozen hand from the girl's warm shoulder. He was almost unable to move his fingers, and he continually clenched and unclenched his fists to keep the blood flowing. The frost was biting him constantly as the breeze kept blowing. When he heard the girl speak he started to laugh, his breath coming in wisps that were clearly visible in the night air.

"I'm not a prefect," Tristoy replied with a chuckle. "My name is Tristoy from Gryffindor. Sorry for scaring you. You know you're not supposed to be in the Forbidden Forest, right? Besides, it's freezing out here! You're only wearing a thin dress. How can you stand it?"

[Angelina Sawynn]

"I always come outside," Angelina replied, "in every weather condition. I am used to it. If you are not a prefect then you should get back inside the castle. If you are out here with me and we both get caught, you might get in trouble too. You could be considered my accomplice. You would not want that, would you?"

Her emerald eyes gleamed mischievously. However, after a moment, she gave up in her pursuit. It was already too late and curfew was looming near. She sighed slowly.

"Oh, well. It is too late anyway. Here, let us both go back to the castle. Tis very cold, and I do not wish for you to get the chills."

She gave a feeble smile and stepped away from the edge of the forest, looking back sadly as she walked towards the castle. Her silvery black hair shimmered in the moonlight like the Black Lake. The grass beneath her feet brushed against her ankles on all sides, and it looked as though she were a model in a fashion shoot.

"Are you coming or not?" she asked Tristoy.

[Tristoy Sphynx]

Tristoy stared oddly after the girl. He still didn't know her name, but she was still so interesting. What struck him most was her beauty. She was perfect in every way and it made him want to stare at her constantly.

She had silvery black hair, dark skin, and striking emerald eyes that had a circle of silver around her pupils. Tristoy couldn't help but notice that her eyes had the kind of focus that could pierce into your very soul. When he looked into that sea of green he felt as though she were reading him like a book. He also noticed her curvy, slender figure and perfect limbs. Her baby pink dress just made these features much more prominent, and he couldn't help but stare.

"Yeah, I'm coming," Tristoy called back, running to catch up with the girl. "You know, you still haven't told me your name."

He walked alongside her and brought his cloak more closely about him. He pivoted his head in her direction and--What was that? On the right side of her face was a very interesting scar. It started from the middle of her forehead and traveled down to her jawline. What made it exquisite was how it looked. It was as though the girl had carved it to be a certain way.

"How did you get that scar?" he asked curiously.

[Angelina Sawynn]

"My name is Angelina Sawynn of Ravenclaw," Angelina replied, a little hesitant to explain her scar. "Let me see... Well, I received my scar from no terrible accident. I actually created it myself. You see, my mother is a veela, so I am part veela. This is something that, even though I am proud of, I try my best not to convey it to others. So, to make this easier on myself, I carved this scar onto my face so it would distract people. Now, people notice the scar more than they notice my beauty."

She looked at Tristoy, then turned her eyes towards the ground. Strands of hair hid her exotic blemish as well as her deep green eyes. She walked faster, for she could feel Tristoy's eyes boring into her skin, penetrating her personal barrier.

"Look, I do apologize for my hastiness, but I really ought to get back to my common room. I have homework to finish and other matters to attend to. Farewell, new friend."

Without waiting for a response, Angelina hurried off towards the castle.

[Tristoy Sphynx]

Tristoy tilted his head as he watched Angelina hurry away. He wondered why she would want to hide her veela beauty. Of course, he could understand her reasoning, but if he were in her position he would want to portray it as much as he could. Shrugging his shoulders, he contented himself with assuming that she was just being humble to those around her. He did have to admit that she wasn't doing a good job, since he was still captivated by her eyes and her hair. Plus, he couldn't help but notice how nice she smelled.

He shook his head lightly. He could tell that he was beginning to like the girl just a little too much. His mind was completely preoccupied with Angelina and her beauty. With another shake of his head he continued on toward the castle.