To flirt or not to flirt! ((Pyro))

[Desiray]

Desiray walked out of the library, trying to walk and stuff four books into her book bag. Naturally the books were on Voldemort, her "hero". She loved his work! She paused in the corridor and finished putting the books in her bag and then, after pushing the blonde hair from her eyes, she walked on down the corridor, heading towards the Student Lounge. Her book bag was noticably heavier now that the books were succesfully stuffed inside, but Desiray didn't seem to mind. She delighted in the thought of her drowning her thoughts in a new book on Voldemort!

Desiray finally reached the Student Lounge and walked to her favorite seat int he farthest corner. Setting her book bag down, she settled into the confortable seat. Then sighign with slight annoyance at herself, leaned over and pried a book from her book bag. After about five minutes of grunting and pulling, she finally got her book. Desiray smiled in triumph and then noticed the looks that the others were giving her. She glared, they didn't stop giving her looks as if she were crazy.

"What?! No show here," she said angrily, "you mudbloods!" she added after noticing that they were all Ravenclaws and Gryffindors. She sighed and relaxed a bit. After about ten, fifteen minutes of mummbling incoherent words about how much letting these filthy mudbloods in a school was complete and utter rubbish, she finally quieted down and opened her newest book, which was quiet large and took up all the space on her lap. She smiled slightly and read the introduction.

[Pyro Blackfire S5]

Pyro made his way down the hall. The students gave him a wide berth. Not for any look on his face, or any aura that he was giving off. Rather, Pyro was in the middle of a martial arts routine and nobody wanted to get in the way of that. Luckily the halls were mostly deserted which was a good thing. Anyone who got in his way would be brought down and severly beat before Pyro even realized they were there, than he would really start beating them.

His kicks and punches were fast and wild, but each attack routine was excuteded with perfect balance and form. He wore no shoes and and his shirt was tied around his waist. He wore a pair of black sweats. His upper body was covered in a fine layer of sweat and the ends of his hair was also covered in sweat.

He continued on his way and before he knew it he was in front of the lounge. With a shrug he decided to go in. He entered the lounge, still doing his routine and scattered a pack of first years near the entrance. He finished off his routine and than stood still for a moment to collect his breath. He did a few stretches to cool off before he looked around the lounge. He noticed a few stairs from some of the younger years, even a couple of older students cast a glance at him. He was extremely built, for a third year he could probably pass most 5th years in body build.

With a sigh he untied his shirt and pressed it to his face to collect the sweat.

[Desiray]

Desiray looked up as a third year boy entered. She knew him to be a Slytherin as his tie was sliver and green. As he got closer to her and sat down somewhere across the room, she recognized him to be Pyro Blackfire. A sly smile crossed her smooth features as she remembered what a few Slytherins said. About his family deserting him and his little 'thing' with Cassandra. She shivered. The idiot. Going out with a Gryffindor. When Desiray flirted with Tristan, she felt that she had stepped to the line. He was a Ravenclaw. But a Gryffindor! A GRYFFINDOR? She couldn't see how he could stand talking with... with that THING! She sighed mentally. She thought about flirting with him a bit... toying with his emotions, just a bit. But would it end up another Tristan? She decided to talk and see if he flirted or not.

She stood slowly and made her way over to him, slow wide strides, the usual sway in her hips. Not as notacable since Desiray did not plan to flirt with Pyro. She sat down with an expressionless face. No anger, no hate, no flirtations. Just plain. She looked at his sweaty face and drenched shirt with slight digust. But the look disapeared as she looked back at his face, locking her eyes with his.

"Hello there Pyro Blackfire... or should I say, Pyro Nobody?" her voice was a snide sort of friendly. It was a clear insult to anyone overhearing, but to a Slytherin, it was a friendly greating.

[Pyro Blackfire S5]

Pyro had just removed the shirt and tossed it aside when someone approached him. He looked at this person and recognized her. Desiray, a Slytherin 5th year. Pyro had heard a bit about her. Mostly that she liked to flirt with younger boys from other houses. Pyro couldnt help but think of himself and Cass. Atleast the two of them hadnt gone that far. Pyro had called the entire thing off before it grew into anything.

She sat down next to where he was standing. She seemed to look at him with a slight look of disgust. What else could he expect drenched in sweat like he was. He didnt mind. If he had to sweat a little to get strong, so be it. His body was in the greatest condition because of it.

Her greeting though made his body tense up. His body quivered in anger for a moment. His teeth clenched and a short growl escaped him. As quick as it appeared it disapeared and he return to normal. No use getting angry over it anymore. Everyone knew, and everyone was gonna take a shot because thats all they really could do. He looked at her. "Yea, I guess that would be the proper greeting for me nowadays. What brings you over to 'nobody boy' today?"

[Desiray]

Desiray watched his reaction closely. He took it seriously. She sighed. The boy had so much to learn. Then he took it calmly. She smiled slightly.

"Boredom really," she said, her voice still not exactly friendly. But as close as its ever going to get.

"Besides, you seemed like you needed someone to talk to. Seeing as your whole family deserted you..." she hoped he would catch the joke in her eyes.