I Come From the Water((Devon))

[Vincente Faire H7]

It wasn't the most plausible solution to his ideas, yet it was one that Lucrecia had planted in his head. Here was Vincente Ariel Faire, the cold, sarcastic, cocky.....well he is a lot of things......wondering if what his sister had said made any sense at all. She had told him that he was his own worst enemy, letting his defenses barricade his soul deep inside himself so that others couldn't see it. Was this why he had gotten up at four in the morning and come outside to swim? The answer stared at him from inside; yes, he had done just that. He was in the lake, swimming, something most thought unnatural given the fact that it was still slightly cold these days. Vince however didn't care, the water was soothing, and if anything attacked him, well he wasn't an wizard for nothing.

Right now, he was floating maybe twenty feet from the shore, looking up at the sky. The stars were still out, and the moon was at the crescent. Deciding that he would much rather be on shore gazing at the night lights of space, he turned over in the water and swam to the shore. As he came out of the water, he felt that chill that had been bound to happen. Shivering slightly, he pulled his wand out of the jeans he was wearing; he immediately dried himself off, clothes and all. He summoned his abondoned shoes, socks, shirt, robe, and bandana to him. Not ready to be encumbered by his shirt just yet, he only put on his bandana, socks, and shoes. He threw on his robe, just so that he wouldn't get cold, then proceeded to lay down, entwining his hands and placing them behind his head for some support.

It was nights such as these that the young man found himself almost sociable, almost. It was common knowledge that unless you wanted to be lashed out at by his smart mouth, then you steered clear of him. Still though, no one knew the real Vince. The kind, caring, protective Vince that hid away inside of the egotistical guardian part of himself. He sighed audibly and said aloud, " What in the world am I gonna do with myself?" his voice sounded exasperated.

[Devon McKon R4]

The stars are happy thought Devon as he jumped off a high window, plummeting to the ground below. A blast of the fresh morning air made his eyes sting and he flourished his wand, casting a Bouncing Charm(as he liked to call it) on the ground below. It came into effect just as he reached it, and he bounced into the air, landing lightly on two feet. As always, the stunt had left him grinning wide, just as it had first done when he tried it from his father's mansion after his second term was over. Taking a deep breath to regain his composure, he began to trace his favorite path to the lake, thinking about his first observation.

The idea that the stars were happy when they shone brightly had been drilled into him during his stay with the tribals, and the fact that it meant the formation of a strong friendship that night made it all the more possible for him to believe it. He was aching for friendship. All the hoots with his classmates were alright, but he had never been close to anyone to pour out his heart into them. And that was difficult to believe, considering he had been in Hogwarts for four years. Mouth twisting in a bitter smile, he recalled a line from a story The most powerful in the world was he. Bitterly did his heart cry for the joy of friendship.

While it was very bad, considering other stories he had read, the meaning itself was deep. he was by no means powerful. He was still a kid for Chrissake. But he didn't have any true friends. Maybe it was because he had never tried for it. He had never exactly gone around, introducing himself and making small talk like "What's your wand made of?," something used by many students and an introductory sentence. And he had been all too cold when others approached him. But they weren't right for him. No one had eer been, so far.

But the stars were happy. This thought alone cheered him up a little, lifting him up from the deepest dredges of misery. They couldn't be wrong...if they were, then thankfully, he would be rid of a childish notion forever. I'm the gainer either way smiled Devon, trying to cheer himself up. But he wasn't, and he knew that. Closing his eyes, he just let his feet take him blindly, sleeping in a waking dream, wondering what a friend was like...

OOC: Hint, hint, he needs a friend

[Vincente Faire H7]

Vince was lost in the moment of his subtle refuge called the mind. He was remembering his friends, his muggle friends, the only friends that he had. They were his only lifeline when not in the wizarding world. Oh sure, he had Lucrecia, his most precious of family members, but she wasn't a guy, so she didn't get a lot of what Vince sometimes found funny. Once when she had said that a friend of hers had problems with keeping her mouth closed, Vince had laughed uncontrollably for ten minutes. He was after all, a regular guy, but only around his friends and Lucrecia. Thinking about it brought a smile to his lips. Not the usual smile of confidence, but an happy rare smile.

Regaining the cordinates of his mind, Vince snapped back to the present, and once again stared at the stars. Looking at them, one could play a game of connect the dots and make anything they wanted. He did so, seeing a dragon, an Hungarian Horntail. His next one was of an Hippogriff. Yes he did practically choose to see animals, but that was because he favored animals over people. Animals unlike people didn't pretend to like you, they didn't hide their true natures; well not all animals anyway. If you were a kind and affectionate with an animal, then it in turn would be kind to you, maybe affectionate. All in all, if someone ever called Vince an animal, he would take it as an compliment.

He was in the middle of creating an Bowtruckle when he heard footsteps to his right. Looking over he saw a boy that appeared to be walking around in a daze. Eyes narrowed, he watched as the boy drew nearer. His course would send him right over Vince. Didn't he see Vince right there in his path? Letting out a sigh, Vince propped himself up on his elbows, intending to alert the boy. " Hey you, snap out of it! You step on me and it'll be the last time you step on anyone!" he said in an fierce sounding tone. He wsn't exactly angry, it was just his usual self speaking.