Taking a stroll, pulling a prank ((Jordan))

[kyle]

Kyle bolted through the halls of Hogwarts, his owl, Virgo, speeding behind. He skidded to a halt and turned down another hallway, racing down a staircase. He split up small groups of students as he bolted through. After almost tripping down four flights of stairs, Kyle finally made it to the front doors. He opened the doors, cool night air rushing to meet him and ran to the lake's edge.

He doubled over panting for breath, his chest heaving as he tried to fill his lungs with air. He fell to the ground, the blades of grass tickling the back of his kneck, his arms stretched out as he gasped for breath. When he could finally breath correctly, Kyle looked to the letter clenched tightly in one hand. He sat up and took another deep breath, trying to steady his thumping heart. The brown owl flapped down to his shoulder, a slight nibble at Kyle's ear. The white tips of Virgos wings flashed in the corner of Kyle's brown eyes as the owl landed softly on his shoulder.

He looked to the letter in his hand, a smile gracing his lips. He slowly read the name written in gold ink on the front of the envelope.

To Kyle Aden Christensen
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
From Joeseph Christensen
Helena, Montana

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Kyle licked his lips in anticipation. He hadn't thought his father would send a reply to his letter. Naturally Kyle had hoped he would, but never-the-less he hadn't expected it. He slowly broke the seal of the envelope with shaking hands. It had been two years since he had last spoken to his father and Kyle figured that his father would be too angry with him to reply.

The enveloped opened with the soft noise that announced it was open and Kyle slowly slid his fingers inside to reach for the letter. To his surprise the tips of his fingers touched metal. Kyle, feeling confused, tipped the envelope over and out slid a necklace and a folded piece of paper. Kyle picked up the necklace and studied it. The chain was old, thin and a small charm was hanging from it. The metal charm was in the shape of an eagle, its wings spread wide, a small K could be seen welded to the eagle's chest. Kyle blinked in surprise. It was handmade, that much was certain.

Kyle turned to the letter. It read:

Dear Kyle,

I was shocked when I recieved your letter. Partly because I thought you hated me, and the other part because an owl brought it to me. Kaleb misses you so very much, Kyle. He asks me about you all the time. Please come see him, come see us, this summer? We would love to have you. Kaity wishes to meet you, I've told her all about you. Kaleb even brags about you to his little girlfriend, Melissa.

I must ask, though, why you wanted to badly to speak with me? Its been two years, Kyle, what made you want to get a hold of me? Its not that I didn't love hearing from you, its just that I was surprised. Please reply... and say that you'll come to visit this summer?

And I made that necklace for you. You don't have to wear it, of course. I just thought you would like it. Kaity loves it too. It was acually her idea.

Always,
Joe

Kyle sighed as he set the letter down. How could he not have seen this coming? Of course his father would imidiatly invite him over. Kyle sighed again, his brain racing with a million thoughts. What should he do? Should he ask his mother? Why does Kaleb want to see him so badly? Kyle shook his head and ran his infex finger over the surface of the 'K' and the eagle charm. His shoulders slumped as he realized, he didn't know what to say... he wasn't sure if he should go to Montana. Kyle fell backwards onto his back and closed his eyes, confusion ripping through his being.

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

“5….4…..3….2….1!” Jordan Lehane whispered quietly to herself as she lit the end of the firework. The fuse fizzed and it lit, Jordan jumped up from her spot beside the firecracker and ran down the corridor as fast as she possibly could. Her knee high boots with an inch heel, clicking as she ran. Her plaid skirt was being held down by her hands as she ran- she didn’t want it flying up. Two seconds later, the firecracker was going off and students were screaming. Professors were coming out of the classrooms and looking for the culprit- who was well on her way outside the front entrance to the grounds.

It was early evening, the best time of the day- or at least in Jordan’s opinion. She laughed as she pulled her cloak around her and let her brown hair flow behind her in the night breeze. Her brown eyes were dancing with delight- there was nothing like the rush of the excitement of a prank being pulled, Jordan enjoyed it almost as much as she enjoyed life. She headed towards the lake, her backpack purse falling off her shoulders, and her heels of her boots sinking into the moist ground. She tripped once but caught herself before she could fall totally; “Oi!” She yelped out of surprise.

Finally, she reached the edge of the lake. Jordan was completely in tune with her thoughts- that she totally glanced over the guy lying on the ground. She ran straight into him, tripping over the guy and falling to the ground- rolling to the edge of the lake- almost getting wet, “Can I not walk today?” She exclaimed with a hot tempered tone of voice. She sighed and stood up- brushing herself off. She looked at the guy and smiled apologetically, “I’m terribly sorry. I didn’t see you.”

[kyle]

As Kyle lay there, his thoughts racing, a foot hit the side of his torso and something tripped over him. Kyle grabbed his side as the person rolled over to the side of the lake, almost in the water.

"OOF!" he exclaimed as the girl fell. He looked around and found her laying there. She stood and made an angry comment at herself, then apologized. Kyle shrugged.

"It was fine, really..." he said with a warm smile, though his side was starting ache. He grimaced mentally, but smiled anyway, trying not to show that he was in pain. He picked up the letter and stuffed it into his pocket, then reached for the necklance, hoping she hadn't seen it.

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

He said it was fine, but she could hear the pain in his voice. Jordan winced and walked over to him, fixing her backpack purse so it was perfectly on both shoulders. She knelt down beside him and smiled warmly, "I've seen you before, you know. In the common room. You're Kyle, right? The musician?" She tucked some hair behind her ear and looked at his side, wincing again.

"These boots are torture on my feet- I can only imagine what they do to your side. Maybe you should go see Madame Pomfrey to make sure I didn't break anything, but if I were you I would wait a good 20 minutes until the commotion in the entrance hall has cleared. Firecrackers tend to attract loads of attention." She said with a smile and a small giggle.

[kyle]

Kyle just stared at her as she winced. He smiled, giving her a "no really its ok" look. She asked him if his name were Kyle. He nodded, his brown eyes twinkling. She then commented that he should go see Madam Pomfry. He shook his head.

"Na, I'm alright. Really," He said, sitting straighter and massaging his side.

"And yes, I'm Kyle. The musician, if thats what you know me as..." he chuckled slightly. Then she made a comment about a commotion inside. His eyes narrowed in suspicion but his smile lingered.

"And I wonder who started that commotion...?" he said in a wondering voice though his face completely showed that he knew it were her.

"After all you are the biggest mischief maker of Hufflepuff..." He stood, grabbing the necklace and stuffing that in his pocket also. He offered his hand to help her off the ground, a smile sitting soflty apon his face.

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

Jordan gave him a look of mock surprise and put a hand to her heart as if she were completely upset at such an accusation, "Me? Start trouble? Surely you are thinking of some other Hufflepuff." She said with a smile, and that familiar twinkle in her eyes. She took his hand gratefully and pulled herself up.

"Me? Biggest troublemaker in Hufflepuff? No. Sorry, I believe that spots already taken by Dillion Moore. I just tend to have a more calm disposition. Well, on Wednesdays- I'm pretty calm, every other day just...well...dancing on tables doesn't even begin to cover it." She laughed and crossed her arms, thinking back to him putting somehting in his pocket.

"Got a secret to hide?" She asked, her eyebrow raised. She decided to clarify, "You put something in your pocket. You aren't a thief are you? Did I drop something when I tripped?" Jordan smiled playfully and looked out past the lake, "What were you doing out here anyway?"

[kyle]

Kyle helped her stand to her feet and couldn't help but laugh when she acted insulted at his comment. The twinkle in her brown eyes gave the joke away. Kyle laughed again when she mentioned Dillion Moore. He shrugged.

"True..." he laughed as he thought more about it. Dillion Moore was most definatly a bigger troublemaker than Jordan was. The smile faded from his mouth, though, when she asked about the necklace that he had stuffed into his pocket. He looked down at his pocket and his hands shook as he took out the letter, leaving the necklace inside.

"Oh no... just a letter from my... dad," he said awkwardly. Then relieved when she asked a question. That relief was short lived, however, when Kyle realized what the question was. He shrugged, trying to seem calm.

"Oh, I was just reading my letter..." he smiled, though he was sure that his eyes decieved him. He tried to sigh with relief, but suddenly an excitment rose in him. The thought that his father wrote him a letter excited him and he smiled with truth.

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

Jordan's right eyebrow raised and she looked at Kyle, "You seem awfully excited over a letter. Let me guess. Parents are divorced? Dad lives in another country- so it's a rare occasion to get some form of letter from him?" She couldn't help the curiousity and slight sarcasm in her voice, but the sweet smile on her face excused that. Jordan ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it up into a pony-tail, and snapped the scrunchie that was around her wrist around the bunch of hair.

"Don't get me wrong- I adore getting letters from my mother and father, and my 4 siblings as much as the next person- but, I've never seen as much excitement in someones eyes like I saw in yours just now. Unless you count when I am about to pull a large prank, but I don't think you would. So- what does the letter say that is so," Jordan did a quick twirl and purposely stopped so she could fall either into him or next to him. "extraordinaire- which would make you so excited?" She giggled and looked up at him.

[kyle]

Kyle shrugged and avoided her eyes as she twirled about, asking about the letter. He bit his lip, wondering if he should tell her. Well why not!? he asked himself inside of his mind, It's not like she is un trustworthy or anything... she's much too nice... so after deciding to tell Jordan what happened, he leaned against the trunk of a tree. He sighed.

"Yeah, my dad lives in Montana... I got really mad at him when he got remarried and haven't talked to him for two years... couple days ago, I sent him a letter, nothing big. Just 'hey how are ya'... I didn't think he would reply. So when he did... I got excited." Kyle looked at jordan, hoping she wouldn't tease him and call him stupid for getting excited over something so little. Kyle stuffed his hands in his pocket, his fingers touching the metal chain of the necklace.

[Jordan Elizabeth Cortes]

Jordan listened to Kyle explain his excitement, with sincere interest. She never had to put up with something like that. Her parents were happily married- even after their fourth child, who happened to be the witch. They didn't split up for any reason- they were in fact the strongest married couple Jordan had ever known. Her father was there when her mother had a hard time at work, and her mother was there when her father was frustrated with the kids. It just worked in a circle- no breaks or hard parts. No bumps in the road. She smiled a small, reassuring smile.

"So- now that you have made contact with your father, are you going to visit him? And I suppose the million dollar question is- are you willing to give him a second chance; even after all that's happened?" Jordan asked with a tilt of her head. She knelt down on her right knee and unzipped her boot, took it off, then unzipped the other before taking that one off as well. She walked to the edge of the lake and stuck her feet in. She shivered- feeling a cold spark go through her entire body. After a moment she got accustomed to it and smiled in content.