ADD, Wizard Style ((Ruby))

[Wynd Lehane]

Cheers kept falling on his ears and threatened to take him away from the task at hand. While the whole school was at the Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor game, the Lehanes were not. A week ago Madam Hooch had approached them and asked them if they would be willing to commentate at the game. Although Wynd liked neither Hufflepuff nor Gryffindor, he had signed up to be a commentator and therefore had to be present at the games he was less than interested in. Still, Quidditch was Quidditch. It would be interesting how the brand new Hufflepuff captain and the newly appointed Gryffindor captain would handle their respective teams. Before Wynd was able to form a thought in his head how to respond to Madam Hooch, Ruby pleasantly thanked her but declined. Wynd knew better than to rebuke his sister in front of someone so he just smiled and nodded.

After Madam Hooch muttered something about having to find someone else and left them in peace, Wynd turned sharply toward his sister. She was ready with a response. She would have felt his surprise even if Madam Hooch was unable to discern it from his face. This brought them to the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom while the school was attending the game. They both sat on either side of one of the desks. Between them sat a book. The book they had inherited through Pyro Blackfire. It was their seventh year. Soon they would be out of school and would be able to put their plan into action. However, they still needed to unlock the secrets of the book. Pyro had been successful in unlocking some of its secrets but the Lehanes had planned to unlock it fully.

This was much more important than any silly Quidditch game. Much much much MUCH more important. So why then, did he have to keep telling himself as much? Surely the outcome of this game would not affect him in the long run. This object, this book of knowledge would help shape his life. Not Quidditch. NOT Quidditch. He heard a loud roar from the crowd, he couldn't help it, his eyes flicked toward the castle grounds. Surely Ruby could feel his impatience. They were always good at sensing each other. She was intent on doing this now. It needed to be done. They had to gain knowledge from this mysterious object. They had to. Focus, he told himself.

[Ruby Lehane]

Dark brown hair cascaded over her pale face, digits moving quickly to tuck the hair back behind her ear revealing piercing blue orbs, behind dark lashes. Ruby Lehane’s body was bent over a book…a very old and powerful book. The words on the page were in Latin and it was very good for them that Latin was a language they had been forced to take as children. Their father had always said it would help them to learn the language that most of their spells came from. So sitting there in the empty Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom Ruby found the words easy to read. The problem was, however, that only half of the book was readable…the other half was still unreadable. The book had been bound shut with a form of magic Ruby had never read about. Each page was charmed and you had to break the charm on it before you had access to the words. It was both frustrating and exhilarating.

Right at the moment it was becoming more frustrating than anything however, as the cheers from the students outside signaled another score or stopped pass. Quidditch was afoot…or more like a-broom in the early hours of the day. Ruby had been asked to commentate, but she quickly declined knowing that her brother wouldn’t ask any questions, not until later of course. So that’s why they were here, crouched over the book on the desk, trying to discern the next spell that would try to kill them. Ruby ran her hand over the page. The book was charged with power…it was almost possible to feel it as digits caressed the pages of the book. Her blue orbs glancing up to her brother, who had once again become distracted by the game outside. Rolling her eyes she sat back straight in her seat, watching him until he jerked his head back around and down to focus on the book.

“We have precious few hours to look at this book and yet your mind is elsewhere dear brother. Maybe I should have allowed you the game and then you might have been able to focus. I forget that you have more tolerance for sports than I do,” Ruby said as her arms crossed over her chest, her head tipping to the side a little as she watched him. “You know what needs to be done…are ready to sacrifice all to do so, and yet a simple game of Quidditch as you this distracted. Tell me Wynd, what is it that has you so distracted? Is it the fact that you want to know whom will win or is it something else entirely?” Ruby leaned forward, her fingers twining together as elbows found the desk and her chin rested on her hands. The book was still spread between them, but it lay forgotten for the moment as she watched her brother. They had to do as much as possible as quickly as possible. The ghosts of Hogwarts would stop them if they saw them and they couldn’t afford to be found out this early in the game. Not when their plans were finally falling into place. So her brother needed to focus…he had to or they would be defeated.

[Wynd Lehane]

A little colour came to his cheeks at her words. She was right of course. She was always right. Ruby had an amazing ability to stay on topic, to stay focused, to... Thunderous applause erupted from the stadium. Did Hufflepuff score? Did Gryffindor? Did someone catch the snitch? His cool blue eyes met his sister's ice blue eyes and he knew what had to be done. He took out his wand and swished it about. "Silencio totalus!" Immediately the roar of the crowd was silenced. A bird was chirping outside the window but its song could not be heard inside the classroom. His spell has successfully cut out noise from entering the room. Unfortunately, it would not stop ghosts from passing through the walls. He regained his composure and sat down with Ruby and focused on the book. "Let's begin."