Midnight Interuptions ((Anyone))

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Openig her eyes Page looked up to see moonlight shining brightly through the window. Sighing she stood up, knowing there was no way she could ever sleep. Exchanging her clothes from white cotton pants and a black tank top to a pair of warmer black pants and a green tank top. Brushing out her straight blonde hair she looked around the room to see if anyone was awake. Seeing no uneven snoring or open eyes she quietly went through her closet looking for her lime green traveling blanket that she took with her because at its bodylength size it could be that small. Slipping on some black etnies she walked down the stairs to the common room wondering if anyone was down there.


Turning around when she was half way there she went back and grabbed a wand and a book she had been reading called Death Is Near. Seeing as so far it was a bad book she wondered why she was still reading it. Getting over it she walked back to the stairs toward the common room. Reaching the room she went and took a seat by the fire. Wrapping the blanket around her she picked up her book and began reading, hoping that for some odd reason someone came in and interrupted her, which could make her stop reading.

[Pyro Blackfire S5]

It had been a while since Pyro had nightmares. They had first started last year when the Death Eaters had attacked Hogwarts, he and a few other students in the lounge had been caught by the retreating DE and had attacked them. Pyro never forgot that day. in fact it had been due to the attack that forced Pyro to contact his father and find some way back into the Blackfire family. He required his family's connections to acquire info on the attacking DE, so that he could get revenge on them for his punctured lung. The dreams weren't so much nightmares as they were mocking images. The Death Eaters floated around him, taunting him, laughing at him. Throwing insults at his back.

Outside of the dreamworld and lying in his bed Pyro thrashed about. The dreams had slowly faded over time, but recently, they had started to return. Sweat clung to his body and he awoke with a start, snatching up his wand and pointing it at the wall across from him. A spell nearly passed his lips but he managed to recognize his surroundings just in time. He lowered his wand, gasping for breath, his naked chest heaving in and out. He was cold, he had kicked off his covers during his dreaming fit and wore nothing but a pair of sweat pants.

The dream still hung in the back of his mind and he didn't feel like going to sleep. He was cold and the covers had been off him for a while now, they no doubt had lost his body heat by now and he didn't feel like getting under cold covers and waiting for them to warm up. Instead he figured to go down to the common room, he could start the fire up again and use it to warm him up. He didn't think anyone would be up at this time so he didn't bother searching for a shirt.

So wearing nothing but a pair of sweats he walked down the stairs to the common room. When he got down there he noticed the fire was still up and some was sitting on the couch. Sighing he moved up behind the couch and saw the girl sitting there reading. He leaned against the back of the couch and looked into the fire. "Whatcha reading?" He asked, growing tired of the quiet and actually feeling in the mood to converse.

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Looking up at the sound of a voice Page slightly jumped, startled by the new presence. Glancing down at her book she said, "Death Is Near is the name. And actually it's quite dumb all they do is talk about how people die and being attacked and stuff. It may be interesting to some death freak but, whatever. Anyways why are you down here so late?" Giving him a suspicious look she mentally marked her page and sat the book down after tucking herself into the blanket once more and wondering who the fourth year was. She knew she had seen him before, but had completely forgotten his name.

Grabbing her wand she summoned a band to put her hair into seeing as it kept getting in her face. Catching it almost to late she slid her hair into it, making sure there were no bumps since she knew herself as a perfectionist. Looking up again she saw he had no shirt on, almost frowning but deciding not to she said. "Are you cold? 'Cause you look like it to me." she knew she sounded sincere and nicer at the moment but she didn't care, she was to tired to be mean, but still she could not go to sleep so she tried to think about things like school and magic and stuff but nothing helped so she put up the fire, feeling her cheeks and the rest of her face start burning from the heat. In her opinion though what was weirder was that he was also not being in anyway rude yet, but he could surprise her and turn mean as quickly as he had startled her.

Thinking about this made her wonder if most Slytherins were nice at night time. Deciding it was just weariness she came back into consciousness and felt her stomach rumble. Sighing she wondered if she was hungry or if she just wanted a drink. Seeing as it was a low rumble she knew he hadn't heard her but there was another sound in the room that made her wonder.