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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 3, 2013 21:40:10 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2013 21:40:10 GMT -8

Looking up into the night sky, there was a glimmer in the North Star and to the right the belt of Orion shone brightly against the dark nighttime sky. They were like sprinkles of glitter all lined up in a row for her to admire. Every celestial body that she had ever dreamed up was making an appearance tonight. She was lying on her back, her fingers reaching up to try and pick the tiniest stars from the sky and pull them into her thoughts for safe-keeping. They were precious in her eyes - things of beauty that were far too often misunderstood. Stars lived millions of miles away - much like the way that she felt sometimes. She was separated from her peers by a monumental distress in her life and often had a horrible time connecting...that was the reason that she spent most of her hours alone. Everyone had their parts in life, and hers was not to make friends with everyone that she came into contact with...it just wasn’t in her blood to do so.

Unspoken Protector. That was what she called herself in her head. In Hadley’s eyes, she was an unsung hero - the victim of a crime so vicious and yet she had seeming turned her life around to do something for the better. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, exhausted by how late that she had stayed up the past couple of nights. She adored the stars - but she didn’t have occasion to sleep in very often, which meant that her days could drag on and on for hours at a time.

It was then that she heard it; the collision of an object with something metal. Her eyes flew open and she was on her feet before her body even completely registered what had just happened. The sound was coming from the Quidditch pitch. Struck with uncommon curiosity, Hadley grabbed her satchel and began walking in that direction, rubbing her bare shoulders with her fingertips as she did. She never dressed for the weather - instead wore whatever floated her boat - and tonight, that was a pair of layered tanks that hung loosely against her frame.

She slipped onto the pitch, but stayed near the edges of the grassy area, absorbing what she saw. Someone was flying about the pitch, throwing the quaffle into the hoops and then going around back to retrieve them. Haddie would never understand the appeal of Quidditch; it seemed like too much of the same thing over and over again to her. The figure came a bit closer and she was able to pick up some details - like the tell-tale Emerald and Silver that adorned his robes. Meaning that it was one of the few competent male chasers on the Quidditch Team. Seeing as it didn’t strike her as one of the Lestrange Brother’s cups of tea to be out so late, she could only ascertain that it was Zeke Maxwell, the center chaser for the team. Her fingertips curled around the strap of her bag, her eyes suddenly very interested in what she had come across. She had always been interested in the Maxwell boy; he seemed...different to her. As if there was some untapped potential beneath that skin of his...She could only imagine what he could do if it was all unlocked.

Far too long she had watched from a distance; far too long she had been the seen and unheard when it came to the situation. And far too long would end tonight. There was something about him that she had to know - she needed to understand why she was so drawn to him despite her aversion to all other men in the universe. ”Hello Zeke Maxwell,”

[/b] she breathed as she stepped out of the shadows. Her head was cocked slightly to the side, as if she was seeing something for the first time and was not sure how to react to it. It had been a long while since she had approached a man without asking for a fight. Right now she just wanted to talk; she wanted to know what made him so different than everyone else...and she wanted to know what he was doing protecting Bellatrix Black, ”You’re up late, this evening.”[/b] Her voice was not without edge, in fact, there was always something strange about the way that she spoke, considering she didn’t do it very often willingly.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 4, 2013 8:49:17 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2013 8:49:17 GMT -8

Zeke tossed and turned; then turned and tossed. “This is hopeless.” He said into the darkness of his room, he knew that sleep would avoid him for the next week or so; he probably wouldn’t sleep until parents weekend arrived. He threw the covers off of himself and stood up and began to pace the room, thinking his plan through in his head. He had already staked out his spot, it wasn’t too close to Hogwarts so he wouldn’t have to be worried about being seen, but it wasn’t too far back, so that he would still be able to find Zeke. But still, Zeke went over the plan in his head… again and again.

“You’re going to overthink this, Z.” He told himself, not missing the fact that he was speaking to himself at this point. “Perhaps you’ve finally gone crazy.” He thought silently to himself, a little relieved that he hadn’t spoken the words aloud this time. He sighed loudly into the darkness, he needed to do something to help clear his head… he needed to find a way to stop thinking about…him. There was only one way he knew how to do that.

Zeke turned and grabbed his quidditch bag and tossed it onto the bed as he walked over to his dresser and grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it on over his head, along with a black pair of gym pants. Typically he would practice in his full pads, but tonight wasn’t about practicing, it was solely about trying to get his head off of everything else. Zeke grabbed his quidditch bag and briskly walked out of his dorm room, it was late enough that most of the house was already in bed, but still early enough that a few stragglers were lingering in the common room. Zeke glanced around, grateful that none of them were Bellatrix or any of his other Quidditch teammates; they might try to come along with him. It was simply a couple fifth years cramming for their OWLs and another fifth guy in the corner hoping to pick up a seventh year girl who was obviously toying with him for her own amusement. Her attention briefly turned to Zeke for a moment, but he simply ignored her and walked out of the common room without saying a word.

As soon as Zeke hit the cool and refreshing air, he already felt better; at least until he stole a peak over at the forbidden forest. He considered going over to his spot for one last check… But then forced the idea out of his head, and turned toward the pitch breaking off into a run, hoping to close the distance as fast as possible.

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Zeke took another deep breath just before he dove downwards toward the hoops, he faked a pass left before breaking hard to his right, “Just like Bells wanted…” He thought silently to himself as he hurled the quaffle violently across his body toward the center hoop. He heard the metallic clang as it bounced off the inside of the hoop and out. Zeke cursed under his breath and then plummeted towards the quaffle trying to beat it to the ground.

Zeke caught the quaffle a mere two feet before it hit the soft grass of the pitch. He started to turn back towards the hoops before noticing someone step out of the shadows which caused him to stop short. He tried to make out who had been watching him but it was still dark so all Zeke could make out was the outline. He could tell based off of the shape that it was a female, which wasn’t entirely uncommon for a female to come out and watch the guys practice. “Hello, Zeke Maxwell.” Zeke stopped in his tracks as he heard her voice. Zeke knew instantly who it was, and that she was dangerous; and that was coming from the man that was in-love with Bellatrix Black. “What do you want, Greer?” Zeke barked at her, instinctively taking up a defensive position. “You’re up pretty late yourself.” He responded with a slight edge to his voice, not wanting to give her anything that she could use against him.

He shifted uncomfortably on his broom, still trying to figure out why she had been watching him; Zeke didn’t know much about Hadley Greer, but the one thing that he did know for certain was that she absolutely hated men; which meant that she hated Zeke. “Is there a reason that you were watching me tonight? Or were you just trying to enjoy the view?”

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 4, 2013 19:51:56 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2013 19:51:56 GMT -8

Hadley’s hands couldn’t quite find the right place to rest; moving from folded across her chest, to hanging idly at her side. But her eyes remained trained on the boy that was in front of her, forcing herself not to give anything away with her emotions...or lack thereof. She reached up and pushed some of her white-blonde hair away from her eyes, determined not to let the chilly wind get to her. The sound of his voice stirred something in her psyche, awakening the part of her that so desperately wanted to rip his throat out for all the things that her father had done to her over the years. No, he wasn’t her father and she understood that, but she couldn’t help but feel residual anger to all men that existed on the planet earth. For a long moment, there was silence between them, ”I don’t want anything.”

[/b] She answered, still staring at him with those pale green eyes of hers. It was almost as if she was egging him on to do something about her presence. She managed to relax slightly and moved her head so that it was centered and no longer cocked at an abnormal angle.

”And I wasn’t watching, trust me.”[/b] She answered, almost a little too quickly for her liking...she just didn’t want him to think that she had been standing around and ogling over him as if he were some prized possession. He was a man; and all men were made of something evil, she had no patience for them, except to find out what they were up to. And the boy that stood in front of her now was most certainly up to something. She saw him standing as if she were about to throw hexes and she held up her hands, letting him know that she had come unarmed. She didn’t often carry her wand with her; preferring instead to do things the...old-fashioned way. It was, after all, the way that she had been raised. His snark had her lips twitching slightly and she had to physically force herself not to laugh at him. If she really wanted to hurt him, she would have done it far before now. She would have had her hands around his neck before he even knew what had hit him. No, tonight was not about killing Maxwell, it was about learning what made him tick. Learning about what he was up to these past couple of weeks, ”This isn’t late for me. I was...admiring the celestial bodies that are with us tonight. Orion’s Belt is stronger than I’ve seen it.”[/b] Her lips curled into a full-fledged smile as she stared at him, not bothering to look up at the stars that she had already well-admired.

He was still on his broom, hovering as if he thought she was after him for some reason. She wondered briefly then, if Zeke Maxwell was afraid of her. ‘What a curious thought,’ She mused as she pressed her lips into a thin line, hoping that she wouldn’t derive too much glee from the thought, ”One hears things through the grape-vine, Maxwell. Sees things.”[/b] She narrowed her eyes in his general direction, hoping that she was getting her point across without actually saying it. She had seen him night after night sneaking out of the castle and into the forest and it was about time that she figured out what he was up to. She didn’t want to have to hurt him, but she would if she needed to. But she decided that it was far too soon to start pressuring him for information, so she made a point to back-track, ”Tell me, how have you been this term? How is Bellatrix?”[/b] She saw things that no one else did sometimes; recognized the signs that were showing and interpreted them...something that she had managed to learn from the interactions that occurred between Miss Black and Mr. Maxwell.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 5, 2013 7:50:44 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 5, 2013 7:50:44 GMT -8

Zeke could feel every muscle in his body constricting as they stared at each other; he had never understood what it meant for silence to be deafening, but in this moment the silence said everything. Hadley finally broke the silence with a snarky reply of her own and Zeke felt the urge to growl back at her; who does she think she is? He thought internally to himself, as he stared directly back into her pale green eyes with his own liquid blue eyes. Her stance was almost challenging him, and suddenly Zeke was wondering if she had came here to start a fight with him. Hadley wasn’t one to shy away from physical contact, he’d seen her physically confront several of the slytherin guys; usually that only occurred after a nasty break up, or if they had cheated, or in anyway disrespected one of the Slytherin girls; something Zeke knew he hadn’t done recently…

Zeke cocked an eyebrow at Hadley when she denied watching, “Then what are you doing here, Hadley? And I don’t trust you.” Zeke said flatly, letting her know exactly where she stood when it came to his opinion of her. He cocked his head as she raised her arms in a defensive position almost as if to show him that she was unarmed and meant him no harm. Zeke knew that he should trust that fact, because she would probably prefer to just handle things physically, sometimes Zeke wondered if she was more muggle than witch. Regardless, Zeke knew that if things got physical, even with his lack of muggle-fighting experience, that he would be able to hold her off.

He tilted his head as she talked about the celestial beings that were with them tonight, “What the hell is she talking about?” he wondered silently to himself, it wasn’t until she talked about Orion’s belt that he realized what she was talking about, “You’re star-gazing?” Zeke blurted out rather rudely with a small laugh, “Sorry, I don’t mean to laugh… I just didn’t picture you as the star-gazing type.” Star-Gazing didn’t fit Hadley, it was way too… non-violent? But as Zeke thought about it the more he realized that he actually knew almost nothing about Hadley Greer, other than the typical stuff. He knew that she was a half-blood, and that she was violent and unstable; he didn’t think there was a need to know much more.

“One hears things through the grape-vine, Maxwell. One sees things.” Zeke raised both eyebrows in shock for the briefest of seconds before regaining his facial composure. How had she seen him? Who else had seen him? Zeke was now second guessing his entire plan, what if she would narc on him once everything hit the papers? Zeke swallowed hard, trying to figure out how to play this out and figure out exactly what Hadley Greer knew about his plan. “So you enjoy watching me? What exactly have you seen me do Hadley?” He asked, deliberately putting an arrogant tone to his voice, hoping to rattle her composure enough to get her to accidently spill what she’d witnessed.

But it was Zeke’s composure that got rattled, ”How is Bellatrix” It was the simplest of statements, but it was more than enough to sent Zeke over the edge. Zeke zipped down to the ground dismounting his broom in front of Hadley, his muscles tensed almost as if he was willing to strike out at her, “I don’t know what you’re playing at, Greer; But I swear to Merlin you better leave Bellatrix out of this!” Zeke’s tone was violent and serious, letting her know that she was playing with fire right now, “You can do whatever you want to me, but she has nothing to do with what I’m doing in the forbidden forest, and you better keep it that way. In fact, it’d be best if you just keep away from her, period. I’ve never hurt a lady, but on my life I swear, I’m not going to let any harm come to her.” Zeke was practically growling the words by the end of his sentence, he took a step closer to Hadley, letting her realize just how much bigger he actually was. Zeke was surprisingly muscular and most people didn’t realize that until he was right up on them and he wanted to ensure that Hadley understood that he was not the lanky weakling that she assumed he was, “So. Back. Off.” He growled finally at her as his eyes glared into her pale green eyes.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 6, 2013 10:59:44 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2013 10:59:44 GMT -8

”Stop laughing.”

[/b] Hadley demanded as a twinkle of jejune laughter seemed to rip through Zeke’s words. She clenched her fists and unclenched them as she stared him down. It was not star-gazing. Star-Gazing was a stupid name for something that was so much more than that - it was about becoming one with the universe and drawing power from the environment. They were celestial bodies not stars. They weren’t naked women that were to be gazed on, they were to be cherished and protected. An extremest flash of anger filled her thoughts; like a cascading lightening bolt that seared the edges of her emotions and for a moment, she thought that she was going to strike the boy. It would have been all too easy to launch her hand at his throat and hinder him for a moment in order to then push him and pin him to the ground. She cocked her head slightly to the left, however, refusing herself the right to move anything more than her shoulders. She rolled them back slightly as the stared at Zeke, fully preparing herself, ”Star-Gazing is only what those who lack primary language-skills call it.”[/b] Her head turned further to the side. ‘Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it.’ She commanded herself to stay still, ”Admiration of Celestial Bodies is far more of an appropriate term. Or Astronomy, perhaps, if you can’t quite bring yourself to the level of veneration that I feel for them.”[/b] This was not child’s play to her, this was the real deal, something that she wanted to do for the rest of her life. Zeke was demeaning it with his...infantile language.

She saw the change in his demeanor, the way that his face reacted to the words that had escaped her lips. It was almost a confirmation in her eyes; little known to Zeke he was showing her his hand before she had even asked for it. ‘What a pity,’ She thought to herself, hoping that it would have been slightly more difficult to see him break like this, ”Hardly.”[/b] She answered starkly as he accused her of liking to watch him. She enjoyed watching people in general, that was no secret. She was the silent observer, the quiet protector. Only loud when she needed to catch someone’s attention. But she had been watching him lately. On clear nights such as tonight, she had seen him sneak out of the castle and toward the Forbidden Forest. What he did there, she was not entirely sure. But she knew that he was up to something. He could have been sneaking out there for a woman, but she knew that Bellatrix was never with him, which meant that it was something he was hiding from the eldest Black sister, ”Lonely trips to the Forbidden Forest have rendered you overly suspicious, haven’t they.”[/b] She breathed, her lips attempting to curl into a smile, but only half succeeding. Such a dangerous face she put on during a confrontation; those green eyes were narrowed, her lips thin and her white-blonde hair falling slightly over her forehead.

The violence that he was spouting in her face was not enough to phase the deadly-cool Hadley Greer. Her eyes simply widened slightly as she listened to his words. So interesting that he was protecting Bellatrix in the manner that he was; so interesting that it made her all the more curious to know what he had really been up to, ”Why would I go after your darling Bellatrix, Maxwell?”[/b] She asked, genuinely confused. Everyone knew that Haddie stayed clear of most of the Slytherin girls unless she felt the need to intervene. Watching him come closer, she was reminded of a peacock bird; attempting to show his feathers before a fight. ‘Back off?’ ”I’m afraid backing off is not written in the heavenly bodies.”[/b] Hads breathed as she took a step forward, challenging the male who was attempting to take the dominant spot, ”You thought no one would notice how you follow Black around like a sick and twisted puppy?”[/b] She asked, her eyes lighting up with demonic delight, ”Come now Maxwell, we’re not all as dense as Lestrange.”[/b]

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 6, 2013 12:45:03 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2013 12:45:03 GMT -8

Zeke choked back a laugh as Hadley snapped back at him; he didn’t realize that she was so protective over the “celestial bodies”. He smirked at her and simply shook his head as she cocked her head to the side, turning it to the point that she almost was looking at him sideways. Zeke turned his head completely sideways to mock her expression and to show her that he wasn’t intimidated by her in the least. “They’re stars.” He said with a smile, before returning his head to its normal position and looking up at the stars. “They’re pretty, but I just don’t understand astronomy. How can you learn something from the sta…celestial bodies… if they’re in the same arraignment every night? I’ve spent countless nights out here on the pitch, and Orion is in the exact same position now as he was when I was a first year.”

Zeke hadn’t been careful enough, that much was clear to him now; but what he needed to find out was how much had Hadley actually seen, or more importantly… how much did she know? Her calm demeanor was infuriating to Zeke, he wanted to grab her by the throat and strangle it out of her. The venom flowing through Zeke’s body that he had become so accustom to lately encouraged this reaction but there was a voice in the back of his head, the voice of his father “If you can’t control your emotions, it means that your emotions are controlling you.” It was something his Father had told him countless times and Zeke knew that it was true. He had already given up his hand by showing his anger and confusion, now he had to find a way to play damage control and save himself… or more importantly, Bellatrix. “What I do in the forest is no business of yours, Hadley. Unless that is, that you’re jealous I’m not taking you back there with me… is that what this is all about?” Zeke’s lips turned up in an arrogant smirk as he wagged his eyebrows at her playfully, knowing full well that was not what Hadley was interested in.

Zeke glared at Hadley as she once again brought up the stars, “I don’t care what your damn stars have to say because if it involves Bellatrix, I will move heaven and earth to ensure that no harm comes to her. So, I advise that you re-examine your stars and re-determine your answer.” He hissed at her through gritted teeth, fighting back the urge to hex her into oblivion. She took a step closer and Zeke matched it, pressing his body against hers; he wasn’t intimidated by her in the slightest and deep down he knew that she wasn’t intimidated by him either, which he found to be perplexing. Even the Slytherin girls would typically back down when another pure-blooded male challenged them, it was something that had been engrained into all pure-blood females, while the muggle world was continuing their fight for gender-equality the wizarding world was still following the customs of a patriarchal dominated society. “You’d better be careful, Greer. Just because so far you’ve been the biggest and badest dog in your fights; doesn’t mean that there isn’t someone else that’s tougher. It’s all about how much you’re fighting for and what you have to lose; and right now I’m fighting for the only thing in this world that matters to me, so I’ve got nothing to lose.” Zeke thought he was about to snap as she called him a sick and twisted puppy, he could feel the anger boiling out of him and the close proximity to her wasn’t helping, at all. Zeke could feel every muscle in his body constricting, begging for him to lash out at her… Zeke took a step back, turning away from Hadley and hurled the quaffle that was still in his hand in the opposite direction of her, trying to release some of his pent up aggression. He paced away from her and then turned back towards her, grateful for the distance he had given himself. He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as he glared at Hadley. “You have no idea what you’re talking about, Hadley.” He was finally able to get out, but his voice betrayed him and cracked slightly with emotion. Zeke clamped his teeth shut as he glared at her, unable to move or flinch for fear of breaking down, or worse… lashing out. He stood there and stared at Hadley Greer in silence, trying to recompose himself; to find a way to get her to back off. “You wouldn’t understand, Hadley. You don’t know what it’s like to watch someone you love be abused and tortured like this… Being punished for someone else’s mistakes. I’m not standing by and letting this happen anymore, so I’m warning you… Back. Off.”

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 6, 2013 14:12:47 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2013 14:12:47 GMT -8

He started tilting his head, further and further until they were both at the same angle; she was staring at him and it appeared as if he was right-side up. Haddie wanted to growl at him, do something, but instead, she was just...interested. She immediately straightened her head along with his, watching to see what his reaction would be to her course of action. Hadley had to physically restrain herself as he called them stars again. It appeared that he both had no appreciation for her personal wishes and no knowledge of the true nature of looking upon the heavenly bodies that graced the sky, ”No,”

[/b] She growled, her lips practically turning into a snarl before she relaxed them so that she wouldn’t start a fight that she didn’t want to finish, ”The celestial bodes are the collection of the figures in the sky. Stars, comets, meteors, constellations, novas.”[/b] If he called them stars one more time, she was certain that she was going to tear his heart out of his chest cavity and stomp on it until it stopped beating. He was a challenge, that much was for certain. A challenge that she was not fond of at the moment. Her eyes narrowed, ”They wax and wane in brightness. Some flicker, some go out. The sky is constantly changing.”[/b] She saw him look upwards and she too let her eyes wander toward the safety of the sky.

”And they’re not just pretty. They are the center of beauty in the universe.”[/b] She breathed, entering one of those serenity states that people so rarely witnessed with her. She was completely at peace in that moment, observing what she loved in the silence of the Quidditch Pitch. Slowly, she looked down, admiring the way that she could see his pulse in his neck. She could practically count his heartbeat as he stood there in front of her. For a moment, she raised her hand, as if she was going to feel his pulse, but the overwhelming urge to rip out his throat got the better of her and she dropped her hand. She pressed it into the side of her leg with so much force that it practically throbbed against her.

She watched him smile at her, and she wasn’t sure how to take it. For some reason she didn’t like it. Not many people smiled at her when she was around; and this smirk seemed to be particularly...malicious. Haddie felt like she wanted to vomit when he suggested that she was jealous of not being with him in the Forest. It was all she could do to not reach out and tear out some of that copper-colored hair of his, ”I have no interesting in going anywhere with you. But if you mean to suggest that your trips into the forest have been all about your sexual escapades, then I am calling your bluff. You bring no one. Come out with nothing.”[/b] She wanted to know what he was doing. What he was up to. It was strange for a boy so popular as Mr. Maxwell to find himself sneaking off into the Forbidden Forest telling no one where he was going.

”You’re so touchy about her. Why?”[/b] She was blunt with her statement, not bothering to sugar-coat it with candy filling or anything for that matter, ”She’s marrying someone else.”[/b] He told her to be careful and Hadley pressed her lips together, trying not to scream in his face. Their bodies were pressed together, she could feel his heartbeat against hers, almost perfectly matched in synchronization, ”Now is the winter of your discontent.”[/b] She told him in response to his statement that he had nothing to lose; she almost felt...the same. She had spent her entire life being self-destructive because she knew that nothing mattered except her mother...and she had lost her. Her face turned dark almost instantly. She had no idea how it was to watch someone she loved being tortured? Had Zeke any idea what he was talking about? Hadley had watched her own mother being strangled by her father in a kitchen until she had no life left in her....And she knew nothing of the feeling? Such anger was filling up her veins that she thought it was going to cause her to explode. She had never felt so violently about someone as she did right now. Haddie knew that it was because no one had ever brought up watching someone she loved being hurt. She raised her chin so that she was staring directly into his eyes and then she spat on him. Right into that smug little face of his, ”Before it’s too late.”[/b] She was talking about saving the person that they loved - something that she wished that she would have done. She wished that she would have killed her father before it had come to murder...

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 6, 2013 15:54:06 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2013 15:54:06 GMT -8

Zeke felt a playful grin tug at his lips as she mimicked his own motions, the same as he had just a moment ago. Zeke held her gaze for a moment, his blue eyes staring into her eyes, this time without the malicious intent; Zeke was genuinely intrigued by Hadley Greer tonight. Maybe it was his new-found homicidal rage that was urging him to find a fellow wizard capable of murder, or perhaps the fact that Zeke felt as if he had nothing left to lose was causing him to play with fire tonight. Regardless, tonight Zeke didn’t have the usual heebie geebies that he associated with Hadley Greer. “I never knew you were interested in anything other than violence, Greer.” Zeke said flatly as he looked up at the stars and then back down at Hadley, he studied her face as she looked up at the stars, intrigued by the serenity that was seemingly overcoming her entire being, “Star-gazing…er… Sorry, ‘visiting with the celestial beings’ seems way to laid back for you; I feel like you should be practicing archery or sword fighting… or some other form of muggle combat.” His voice was not mocking or aggressive, Zeke was simply being honest with Hadley, he was aware that the statement might upset her, he just wasn’t afraid of her.

”Except for Bellatrix.” Zeke thought in response to her comment about the stars being the center of beauty for the entire universe. “If you think that they are the most beautiful thing in this universe… you should consider looking down and around you as opposed to up all the time. The world that we live in is a beautiful place, Ms. Greer.” Zeke had a playful smile on his face and it came through in his voice, he was not being condescending; just showing his point of view. “Like me for example.” Zeke shot her a playful wink before laughing slightly to make sure that she knew he was only kidding.

Zeke pursed his lips together in a mock pout, “Come now Hadley, we both know that a good old fashion snog session out in the forbidden forest would do you some good. Help you relax a little bit.” Zeke waggled his eyebrows at her once more, and this time he followed it with a slight purr. “Besides, how do you know I’m not meeting someone there, and that they aren’t leaving via a different path?” Zeke was hoping to help through her off his scent, knowing that if she saw two people go back and one of them ended up dead that she would instantly know what Zeke had done. She was clearly more observant than Zeke had hoped she was, and was beginning to wonder if she wasn’t more trouble than she was worth. He quickly shook the thought out of his head, knowing that he hadn’t meant it; Hadley was nothing but an innocent by stander that was simply being too observant for her own good. “Hadley… I’m serious. Something bad is going to happen in those woods, and you don’t want to be a part of it. Now, I’m warning you… Let it go.” Zeke gave her a stern look, hoping that she would listen to him and take his warning. He didn’t want more people to be a part of this, that way if things went wrong it was only him that took the fall.

Zeke felt himself twitch with anger as she brought up Bellatrix’s engagement to Rodolphus. ”She’s not married yet. There’s still time to stop that.” He snapped at her, his rage boiling through in his voice. “I’m going to stop it.” he added silently in his head. He had to stop it, he would never be able to live with himself if he didn’t do everything in his power to free Bellatrix from her Father’s control and her mid-evil engagement to Rodolphus Lestrange.

Zeke’s mouth dropped as she spit in his face and he saw red. His arm instinctively reached out to grab her and his fingers closed around her upper arm and he yanked her closer as he practically growled at her, “I don’t know who you think you are, Greer. But I’m not about to let you act like that with me.” Zeke’s voice was harsh and angry. Zeke took a deep breath and quickly let go of Hadley’s arm, closing his eyes for a brief second as he tried to breathe and calm himself down. “I’m sorry… I should have done that.” He quickly said with a deep sincerity, as he slowly opened his eyes, “Regardless of how you acted, there is never an excuse for a man to put his hands on a woman, and I am truly sorry.” Zeke took a couple of paces back and began to collect his quidditch gear shaking his head silently to himself.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 6, 2013 19:33:24 GMT -8

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Hadley found herself completely unsure of how to react to the smile that was on Zeke’s face. She had never seen something like it - it didn’t seem as if he was trying to mock her, but as if he was genuinely interested in who she was and what she had to say about the matter. She found herself staring into his eyes and for a long moment, neither of them said anything to one another. Haddie watched as the moonlight bounced off the bridge of his nose and cascaded over his features and was suddenly struck with the realization that males could be handsome in her eyes. Not that she would ever admit that to anyone. In fact, she was rather fascinated to realize that she had admitted it to herself, ”I’m not a flat character; those only exist in the novels.”

[/b] She also enjoyed writing gruesome detective novels...the muggle kind, not that she was about to go spilling her guts to the boy that stood in front of her. She cocked her head again, the same expression that she had given him before, ”Why do you think that I would have any interest in muggle combat?”[/b] She asked, not angered by the statement, but more intrigued by what Maxwell thought of her. Did others see that she was not the half-blood that she claimed to be. Did they know that she was a muggleborn parading around in the Slytherin circles, ”Why sword fight when you can kill someone with a simple incantation.”[/b] She shook her head at the thought and then looked back up at the stars, determined to keep herself calm. The serenity rained down on her again, like a bath of warm water falling over her entire body.

She shook her head as he suggested that it was the material world that they lived in that exuded the most beauty. Zeke knew nothing of the horrors that she had seen in the world. Disgust, crime, vehement hatred all seemed to be big ticket items of the world that they found themselves in the center of. But when she looked at the stars - she tilted her head upwards again - she saw nothing but beauty. But the twinkle of beings that were above all of that. Beings that had not a worry but shining down upon the sad and sorry human world, ”You think that you’re beautiful?”[/b] She asked, genuinely confused by what he was saying. And then he laughed. Something strange pulled at the side of her lips, forcing the left side upwards. It was a strange feeling but she recognized it as the beginnings of a smile.

Hadley raised both of her eyebrows at him, rendered speechless by the accusations that stung his words. She honestly had never thought of taking anyone into the forest and having her way with them...it seemed like such a trivial and silly thought to have. She was not interested in finding romance, nor did she think that that was what Zeke had really been up to for the past couple of weeks, ”I don’t think that I need to relax.”[/b] Her voice was almost defensive, but she managed to calm it down within a second just thinking about the sky that was above her, ”If you were meeting someone, don’t you think that you would -”[/b] But he stopped her, telling her that she needed to stay away from the woods...that something bad was to transpire there. As if this boy needed to pique her interest anymore, she was now completely consumed with the idea of what could happen down there, ”I want to know. And I won’t stop until I know, Maxwell.”[/b] She breathed, placing her fingertips over her lips for a moment as she thought. She was mentally exploring the possibilities of what the Maxwell boy could be doing in the forest in the middle of the night.

”You’re hurting.”[/b] She growled as he grabbed her arm, forcing her closer still to him. She wanted to spit on him again. Hadley wanted to claw his eyes out all of a sudden for touching her. All she could see was her mother’s body on the floor, her father’s hands pressed into her wind-pipe, cutting off the air supply to her lungs...slowly dying in front of her. He let go and she immediately drew back, rubbing the red spot on her arm where he had been holding her. She was angry, and he knew it, trying to repent for what he had just done to her, ”It’s no secret how I feel about men who hurt women.”[/b] She warned, her fingertips still encircling her arms and trying to rub out the feeling that had been there moments before.

He was walking away. Fear that she was about to lose him after only beginning to understand him seized her stomach and she moved a step forward, ”Where are you going?”[/b] She breathed, cocking her head slightly to the side. He was one of the only people that she had had a decent conversation with in ages and she didn’t just want him to walk away...not until she knew everything.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 7, 2013 9:12:35 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2013 9:12:35 GMT -8

Zeke shifted nervously as she stared at him, wondering what she was looking at or staring at him for. He wasn’t the nervous type, but he knew that she was dangerous, so the silence was a little off-putting. “I never said you were flat, Hadley. But, you’ve never really been the type to associate with others; It’s your Seventh year and you have no friends to show for it. Why are you so reclusive?” Zeke decided that perhaps turning the tables on Hadley and asking her questions would help him throw her off of his trail. Zeke laughed as she talked about using an incantation instead of her hands, “That’s funny, because in the past seven years, I’ve never once seen you pull your wand. Typically you prefer to use your hands; as you already demonstrated tonight. Because when you first showed up, you clinched your fists and shifted your weight FORWARD. Zeke gave her a playful smirk, letting her know that she wasn’t the only observant one in the conversation, “Whereas, I reached for my wand and shifted my weight BACKWARDS as to assume a proper dueling stance. Zeke tipped his imaginary hat towards Hadley to let her know that he knew she wasn't the dueling type. He paused for a moment to try to figure out exactly why Hadley preferred to do things the muggle way, after all; she was a half-blood, so she had grown up in the Wizarding world, hadn't she?

Zeke's smile spread slightly as he watched the corners of Hadley's lips turn upward, and for a moment her entire demeanor and exterior changed. He studied her face and her facial features and he realized for the first time, that despite being an icy violent bitch… Hadley Greer was actually attractive. "Or perhaps you just have a fetish for dangerous women, Zeke." His sub-conscious decided to chime in. "Why Ms. Greer… is that a smile I see on your lips?" Zeke asked with a playful tone to his voice, "Somebody call the prophet! Hadley Greer actually smiled." He smiled at her once more before sending her a playful wink to let her know that he was only kidding with her once again.

Zeke let out a singular chuckle as she said she didn't need to relax, "Hadley, if there was anyone on the face of the planet, hell; in the history of mankind that needs to relax… it's you." Zeke nodded his head in agreement with himself, "I mean let's face it; you don’t even smile. You don't laugh, you don't just…. hang out. I've never seen you at a party, or really anywhere except lurking in the dark like some kind of creeper. Have you ever just relaxed and let go for a night? Hell, have you ever even been on a date?" There was a cheerfulness to his voice as he asked her, hoping that he was going to be able to throw her off and get her thinking about other things outside of what he was doing in the forrest. But alas, it was to no avail as she went right back to things; even ignoring his warning. Zeke's friendly smile was all but gone now, his voice was harsh as he spoke to her; trying to display the severity of the situation, "Then prepare to be disappointed, Hadley. You aren't going to find out, and you better not get in the way, and you better not even think about trying to stop me." Zeke lowered his eyes at Hadley, "So why don't you do both of us a favor and just stay out of it already."

Zeke pulled out his wand and flicked it towards the quaffle that was laying on the other side of the pitch, "Accio." He muttered as the quaffle came flying back to him, he put up his non-wand hand and gracefully cupped the quaffle into the palm of his hand, before giving it a flick and letting it spin on the tip of his middle finger, and then slip back into his palm. "Back to my room, where else would I go? It's clear you don't want me here. After all, just like you said, it's no secret how you feel about men who hurt women, and that just what I did." Zeke continued walking towards the exit to the pitch and leaned down to his bag and tossed the quaffle into it first, and then his broom. "I figure, leaving you the pitch is the least I can do for you."

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 8, 2013 12:29:21 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2013 12:29:21 GMT -8

Why was she such a recluse? The answer was buried deep within her mind - as far back as her childhood when she saw the way that he father behaved. She had decided in that moment that she didn’t want to be around anyone that was self-destructive and had - in turn - become the self destructive one. Hadley pressed her lips together into a thin line and then spoke, ”Why do you care if I keep to myself. It’s not like I’m hurting anyone.”

[/b] She knew that she had hurt many people over the years, but she hoped that he would understand what she meant, ”I don’t like other people.”[/b] She shrugged her shoulders and then looked back up at the stars, hoping that they would somehow provide her with a better answer to his question, but they just twinkled back at her, as if taunting the poor Slytherin Girl. He cornered her on her wand-skills and she wanted to scream at him. She hated using her wand - if she was being completely honest. She liked the feeling of her hands around someone’s neck, just as her father had once done to her mother. She liked the blood of revenge at her own hands instead of at the hands of a stupid stick, ”I just like getting my hands dirty sometimes.”[/b] She didn’t elaborate, didn’t say anything more, didn’t even acknowledge the fact that he was probably doubting her heritage at that very moment.

The smile was short lived and as soon as Zeke began speaking, she pushed the corners of her lips downwards so that she was frowning. She hated the way that she looked when she smiled. It seemed so...unnatural upon her face, ”It’s not a smile. I don’t smile.”[/b] She answered, a little bit too quickly and reached up to brush some of her white-blonde hair away from her eyes. She didn’t want him to think that she was weak and emotional like every other woman that seemed to be at this school. She was strong...she was dangerous. And it would serve him well to remember that. She was not a toy to be trifled with, but instead a dagger with a mind all of it’s own.

Hadley cocked her head to the side as he laughed at her and she was half-poised to scold him for what he was saying to her. But she decided against it, realizing that if she actually wanted information from the man that stood in front of her, then she was actually going to have to put forth an effort, ”A what?”[/b] She asked, confused by the very notion. She had heard about dates, but no one had ever asked her to go out. Most people avoided her because she was seemingly terrifying to them. Not that she blamed them, she herself was often repulsed by what she saw in the mirror, ”Of course I’ve never been on a date. I don’t have time for those bumbling idiots of men that study here.”[/b] She hissed, trying her best to not sound as if she was hurt by his statement. Did she want to go on a date? Probably not. But did she want someone to ask her...? Someone to actually feel something for Hadley? Yes, she could honestly say that it would be nice to have someone that thought higher of her than the creepy girl in the corner.

Greer shook her head, confused by the thoughts that were going through her head. On one hand, she wanted him to leave right then and there and never show his face around her again. She hated him for touching the temple that was her body and she wanted to strangle him. And yet, on the other side, there was still a part of her that was curious about what he had to offer. She wanted to know what he truly was up to. And the only way to find out was to keep him here with her, ”I don’t play Quidditch. Leaving me the pitch would be pointless.”[/b] She said, shaking her head, hoping that she was coming across as slightly less creepy. ”Just don’t touch me again. Or I promise you, you will be missing some vital parts come tomorrow morning,”[/b] She warned, letting him know that she was deadly serious about what she would do to him if he decided that he would take his anger out on her again.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 12, 2013 9:37:20 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2013 9:37:20 GMT -8

Zeke chuckled softly, “Actually, I’ve seen you hurt people.” he threw her a wink to let her know that he was only kidding and that he did in fact, get her point. As she commented on not liking other people Zeke furrowed his brows; How can you just not like other people? He thought silently to himself. The concept of not liking anyone made absolutely no sense to Zeke, he couldn’t imagine going through life having no one to talk to; but this conversation was the longest conversation he’d ever seen Hadley have with anyone, “Perhaps the reason you don’t like people, is because you haven’t given them a chance, Hadley.” Zeke quirked a brow at her and then gave her a smile, trying not to seem like he was being condescending towards her. Her answer about getting her hands dirty made Zeke question things; wasn’t the appeal of magic to be able to avoid getting your hands dirty? He understood the concept of wanting to handle things personally on occasion, but when it came down to doing serious damage… there was no substitute for a good, solid hex. Perhaps Hadley had never learnt a real hex? After all, she didn’t talk to people in the house, and that was where all of the Slytherins learnt their hexes; after all, it wasn’t like Dumbledore was going to let Professor O’Ryan teach them hexes… or even that Professor O’Ryan would be able to. “I could help you with hexes if you need it?” He offered politely. He could see her indifference, but Zeke just simply ignored it and continued to try to pull her out of her shell.

Zeke chuckled as she quickly returned to frowning, “Nope, that was definitely a smile. I’m very familiar with what they look like, especially on females.” Zeke grinned and winked at her playfully, “But you should consider smiling more, your smile is pretty cute.” Zeke kept a smile on his face, but quickly he began questioning himself, wondering if he was really hitting on Hadley Greer. “All you said, is that her smile is cute. No harm done.” He told himself quickly, hoping to avoid any violence that might come his way. But he took notice of Hadley’s facial features, and for maybe the first time he realized that she was actually quite gorgeous. It was a shame that she was such a psychopathic killer; however, Zeke was almost wondering if that didn’t make her more attractive. “Death-wish, Zeke, Death wish.” he mentally warned himself.

Zeke raised both of his eyebrows as she said that she’d never been on a date, and then insulted every red-blooded male that attended Hogwarts. Zeke furrowed his brows at her, “Excuse you.” He said flatly at her comment about the ‘bumbling idiots of men.’ “I’ll have you know that I’ve scored higher than you on all of our transfiguration tests, and I’m pretty sure I received more OWLs than you did… so I’d be careful who you’re calling a bumbling idiot, Greer.” Zeke’s voice had the slightest edge to it, making it perfectly clear that he was more than a little annoyed by the fact that she had insulted his intelligence. Zeke hated it when people assumed that he was just some stupid jock that wasn’t good for anything except riding a broom and throwing a ball through a hoop, and clearly Hadley was thinking that about him right now. “Yeah, that’s right Greer, I’m not just some stupid jock.”

Zeke turned back towards Hadley and stared at her for a moment, completely confused; it almost sounded as if she was trying to convince him not to leave. “I’m fully aware that you don’t play quidditch, but the pitch is one of the few places that on the grounds that don’t have the light pollution from the castle.. the stars are clearest out here.” Zeke smirked slightly, “You’re not the only star-gazer at Hogwarts, you know. I may not find them to be the center of beauty for the universe, or even particularly know what they mean, or their names... but I can appreciate beauty in all forms.” He shook his head, trying to figure out Hadley Greer. Fifteen minutes ago he was prepared for her to try and strangle him, then ten minutes ago he was ready to strangle her, five minutes ago he had put his hands on her in a malicious manner, and now she was seemingly trying to convince him to stay here with her tonight. “Are you asking me to stay, Hadley?” He asked curiously, trying to figure out what her deal was tonight; “I won’t touch you until you ask me to Hadley, but you also need to keep your hands….and saliva, to yourself. Got it?”

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 13, 2013 12:41:42 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 12:41:42 GMT -8

Hadley wasn’t sure how to react and for a moment, she just pressed her lips together in a line, timid to say anything at all. If Zeke had seen something, the he would have surely been forthcoming, ”No, perhaps the reason that I don’t like people is because they always seem to poke and prod at my patience.”

[/b] She said, trying very hard not to lash out at him and do something that she would regret. Honestly, her fingers were still twitching and she wanted to strangle the hell out of him, but she seemed to be keeping a good grasp on her self-control. Thankfully today seemed to be better than most. Was he honestly offering her help in the spell department? Hadley Greer was very good at magic, she just preferred other outlets of anger release, ”I don’t need help with hexes, you-”[/b] She stopped herself before she said something insulting and tucked her fingertips into the top of her jean pockets. Haddie stood there, rocking back and forth for a moment before she looked up at Zeke had shook her head, ”Magic’s too easy sometimes.”[/b] She wanted to tell him more. To tell him about the thrill that she got when she was hurting someone else because of what they had done to a woman. The possibility of holding their very lifeblood in the palm of your hand...instead of at the end of some stick that harbored magic. She tilted her head to the side, about to tell him her thoughts, but stopped short. She wanted to keep the information tight-lipped. She didn’t need people knowing things about her that she wasn’t ready to let out. Especially not people like Zeke Maxwell that would probably tell the entire Slytherin population that she was some sort of masochistic freak.

She didn’t like the way that he laughed at her actions - it suddenly made her feel insignificant and as if she was a small child that was standing in the face of someone that was vastly more experienced than her, ”I would hardly say that my smile could be deemed cute. Perhaps terrifying is the word that you were searching for.”[/b] That was the only way that she saw herself sometimes; she was a horrifying being. Neither cute nor attractive, just...there. Hadley wasn’t like all the other girls that she had met over the years, that much was obvious. She was an element of the night, more so than an actual person these days. She saw that he was staring at her and she immediately narrowed her eyes, ”Stop.”[/b] She commanded, taking a step backwards and then reaching up to tuck away some of her blonde hair behind her ears. He made her uncomfortable...in a flattering sort of way. No one had ever really looked at her, she supposed.

She wasn’t surprise that he took offense to her statement, she figured that he was one of those boys that had a pathological need to defend their honor in the light of a travesty. And her words had most apparently been a travesty in Zeke’s eyes, ”There’s more to life than book smarts and Transfiguration essays,”[/b] She growled right back at him, matching the same edge that he seemed to be giving off wit his words. She wasn’t about to let him push her around and she was attempting to make it abundantly clear that she was just as strong-willed as he was. However, the last statmenet of his claim had rather thrown her off. She supposed that there had been a part of her that thought that he was just some idiotic Quidditch nut who had his head up Bellatrix’s ass for the past year and a half. Just as there was more to Miss Greer, there had to be more than the facade that he put on.

”On my honor,”[/b] She muttered, slightly rolling her eyes at his request. As if he had any right to ask her not to do something when he had grabbed her like that. She was half-cocked to punch him in the jaw when it dawned on her what he was saying. Zeke was of course right about the lack of pollution from Hogwarts out here, ”No light pollution from the castle doesn’t mean that there isn’t pollution from the stadium.”[/b] Hadley reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand, pointing it directly into the sky, ”Nox.”[/b] She breathed and suddenly the pair of Slytherins were plunged into darkness. For a moment, Hadley could do nothing but look up into the sky and admire what she saw there. It seemed as if the stars were going on forever, twinkling back at her without disruption. Although she didn’t necessarily like Zeke, he certainly had a way of understanding what she needed. The corners of her lips turned upwards into a smile once again and she was thankful that there were no lights to illuminate her show of happiness. She sat down on the grass and tucked her knees close to her chest, almost looking mildly approachable in that moment. ”They are beautiful by the way.”[/b] She whispered into the night, perhaps alerting him that she had moved to the ground instead of standing, ”Bellatrix.”[/b] She said, pointing to a star that was far off in the corner of the pitch and then leaning down so that she was lying on the ground, staring up, ”Right there in the middle of Orion’s Belt.”[/b]

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 14, 2013 8:50:23 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2013 8:50:23 GMT -8

Zeke simply smiled at Hadley’s retort; “Perhaps you just let people get under your skin a little too easily?” He said with a slight smile; the fact that she was clinching her fists at him was not lost on Zeke, he simply acted as if nothing was wrong; Hadley wouldn’t be able to catch him by surprise and given Zeke’s much larger physical stature and athletic training, he was confident that he would be able to restrain her with minimal effort. “You… what?” Zeke asked curiously, he had only been trying to help her and he really hadn’t intended on offending her, but surprisingly she had taken offense to that comment, “I was just trying to be nice. It’s just much easier to use your wand then to have to get your hands dirty; especially in a situation where you wouldn’t be able to physically overtake your victim. Like this situation for example, you’ve yet to unclench your fists; but you have no element of surprise so if you were to try to attack me physically you’d stand no chance. I have a solid six inches on you and easily fifty pounds of muscle… You’d stand no chance against me physically.” Zeke knew that this comment would probably upset Hadley, but if she thought about it logically; she had to know that he was correct. “However, if you were to pull your wand on me… My physical advantage is rendered moot; at that point it comes down entirely to skill.” Zeke smiled playfully before finally adding, “However, even then… you wouldn’t stand much of a chance.” He shot her a wink before chuckling playfully to himself.

Zeke could see the frustration on her face as he complimented her, he smiled and shook his head side to side; “Terrifying? Hardly.” Zeke smiled at Hadley as he watched her; she had soft features that Zeke had never noticed before, but tonight under the soft glow from the pitch he got a chance to finally appreciate how… beautiful she was. “I don’t scare easily, Hadley; There are more dangerous things out here tonight than you.” “like me.” he finished silently to himself. Zeke knew that Hadley thought of herself as dangerous, like a weapon or a creature of the night. Which to an effect was true, but Zeke had been training with Death Eaters… with REAL creatures of the night. He’d been training relentlessly, preparing himself to be the most dangerous weapon at Hogwarts, to become a monster. Zeke was preparing himself to be a murderer. Zeke raised both his eyebrows as she told him to stop; “I’m sorry?” He asked trying to figure out exactly what she was telling him to stop.

“You’re right; there is more to life than essays and book knowledge.” He replied still kind of confused by her statement; “However, you shouldn’t just judge a book by its cover. You don’t know what somebody is like on the inside if you never take the time to get to know people; which would come back once again to your impatience with people.” Zeke shot her a look, still obviously frustrated by her stereotyping him as a stupid jock.

Zeke gazed up at the stars amazed at how much brighter the stars were after she turned off the lights at the pitch, he was completely lost in the moment. He felt so inconsequential, so minute… Zeke had actually forgotten that Hadley was there, at least until he heard the word “Bellatrix.” Zeke snapped his head around, looking for Hadley; he looked down and saw her sitting on the grass and he smiled down at her, “I beg your pardon?” He asked confused as to what Bellatrix had to do with this situation currently. He couldn’t help himself as his eyes trailed back up to the sky, they were so beautiful… he’d never seen them this bright. But they seemed so far away… Zeke wanted to be closer, “Do you fly?” he asked curiously. Obviously, he knew that Hadley knew how to fly, but not everyone kept up the practice.

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' watching w i t n e s s || ZEKE Feb 15, 2013 8:53:29 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2013 8:53:29 GMT -8

Immediately after mention of the stance that she had taken with her clenched fists, she let them relax, unsure of what else to do. He was practically calling her out on being threatened by him, and she most certainly wasn’t going to let that stand. ”I think that you’re missing one crucial detail,”

[/b] Hadley said as she cocked her head slightly to the side, ”I am quicker than you. Lighter on my feet. I could easily be behind you in an instant and-”[/b] She refused to finish her sentence. Practically forcing herself to close her mouth before she said something stupid. She didn’t want him knowing that she had been thinking about strangling his very life out of him all this time. Especially not now that she was starting to warm up to the fact that he was around. There was something so...fascinating about him. Something that she longed to learn more about. But she couldn’t quite place her finger on what it was that made him so irresistible to her. Her fingers twitched slightly against the side of her leg, trying to clench again, but she managed to keep them from doing so, ”Perhaps-”[/b] Hadley was rotten at admitting that she was wrong, especially since she had never really had cause to do it before, ”Perhaps you could show me some of these hexes.”[/b] She shook her head, unsure if she was asking for help or what from the strange boy that seemed to have grasped all her senses.

Hadley wasn’t sure what to say to him in that moment. Truth be told, she wished that she was scaring him. That was the way that most people felt about her these days and that was the way that she liked it. She wanted to be dangerous. Honestly, Hadley wanted noting more than to be one of the most dangerous people in the world. She wanted the freedom of being able to destroy people upon her whim. Sure, she knew that it would come with consequences. But they were consequences that she was willing to weather if she could help all the women in the world be rid of their god awful, dead-beat husbands and boyfriends. She wanted to be a dangerous vigilante. She bit down on her lip slightly, tilting her head to the side in question, ”Are you threatening me?”[/b] She asked, slightly welcoming the idea. She had never imagined that someone would challenge her. As for the apology that he offered her, she paid it no attention. Still focused on the words that were coming out of his mouth. She watched his lips carefully; ever sentence was a clue to his inner-workings, ever pause seemed to illuminate something new about him. And she wanted to know more - no, she had to know more.

He shot her a look and she raised her chin slightly in defense, not letting him push her around, ”Sure, and there’s more to star-gazing absentminded Slytherins than meets the eye.”[/b] She breathed, her voice giving off more than a slight edge. If he wanted to call her out for stereotyping him then she would do the same thing. No one had ever bothered to get to know her, they just shied away from the strange girl that always had her head in the stars.

Hadley leaned back more, her head touching the grassy plains of the pitch as she stared up into the sky, ”Bellatrix.”[/b] She repeated, unsure that he understood what she was trying to tell him, ”She’s a star. Right smack in the center of Orion’s Belt. One of the brightest one’s up there.”[/b] She was looking at the star again, admiring it’s beauty. She could only assume the way that Zeke felt about what she was telling him. Perhaps feeling like he was a bit closer to his star-crossed lover now that she was an actual star instead of a person for the moment. Hadley wanted to say something about Bellatrix always watching over him or him being allowed to see her whenever he wanted, but she thought that sounded corny and ridiculous coming from the mouth of a girl who had never set foot in a romantic environment her entire life. So Hadley remained quiet, her lips pressed together in a line, the starlight and moonlight barely illuminating her face. She allowed herself to study his facial features for a moment - although they were masked in the shadows of the dark pitch, she was able to see that he was suddenly interested in what she had to say. He turned back to look up into the sky and she smiled. Genuinely smiled. Far too often people took the celestial bodies of the sky for granted - they thought that she was crazy for becoming so wrapped up in the world of the stars, ”I’ve flown before, yes. Hasn’t everyone? They forced me to take Flying Lessons in my fist year,”[/b] She said, slightly confused about his question. She moved her hands forward so that she could prop herself up again so that she wasn’t completely down on the ground and at a disadvantage, ”Why?”[/b] She asked rather quietly, reaching up and placing a strand of stray blonde hair back into place behind her ear.

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