Broken Ice&Flakes of Romance PV Nico Shymane Cl

Abilities: Lovely Creature

She couldn't sleep. It had been some days since she had a decent nightrest. But it just refused to happen. Something was worrying her except she couldn't put her finger on what it was. Quietly, she slipped out of bed and changed into some clothes: An oversized black sweater with a big turtle neck that kept her warm and cosy. A skirt in the Slytherin colours and long, striped, overknee socks in the same colours. After sliding on her mary jane shoes, she finished her look with a big fluffy scarf that she wrapped abit over her head. It kinda worked like a hood which she didn't mind at all. It was quite early in the morning and the halls would definitely be could.

Pip looked up at her before she left. With a small wave she signed him she'd be back later. He didn't need to worry.. right? The Slytherin dungeons had a long staircase up to the main castle. Back in the day, her legs were sore daily and sleeping was easy. But now... It had gotten way easier to walk up the stairs without breaking much of a sweat. Maybe some fresh air would do her good.

She had explored the Grounds many times and thought that maybe... just maybe... she'd be brave enough to explore a new place. A place she had been before but didn't know that well. Maybe the excitement would tire her out to give her a good early morning nap.

Carefully, she made her way up to the high Astronomy Tower. She had only been here to visit the new Astronomy Professor who seemed to be rather kind and protecting. Stepping outside, the first thing she noticed was the slowely falling snow. It was beautiful and for some reason the whole world seem so... quiet. Only the light tingling sound of snowflakes hitting the already small white layer worked soothing on her ears. The peace she had been looking for... It nearly made her cry. Puffing up her scarf some more she walked further to the edge. Carefully, she leaned abit closer to the iron bars that stopped anyone from falling off...

She felt good. Quiet in peace... Until she suddenly felt as if she was being watched. Who else would be here at this hour? Swiftly but cautious, she looked over her shoulder, her ice blue eyes glistening from under her makeshift hood. It took her a while to notice and recognise who was standing with her in the snow this morning.

Her pale skin turned even paler. The pupils in her eyes showed panic. However her body didn't move. She wouldn't run. She'd stand her ground. This was the last place she thought she'd run into an old familiar face called Donnovan Perrywinkle.

Interacting with @Nico Shymane

Donny was struck. Struck with something, he didn't know what. Fear, angst, nervousness, guilt? He didn't think about what would happen the next time he saw that face. Nico's face. She looked at him- just as he looked at her. The air was thick, and it felt even thicker, and silent now. He tensed up, and though for a slight second before walking up to her through the soft layer of snow on the ground. He couldn't think of what to say. It seemed neither could she. But it was most definitely because of the events at the blossom-fest last year. 

It wasn't his fault, first of all, that he treated her the way he did. Mean, cruel, unreasonably vile. It was, however guilty it made him feel to say it, due to the punch. The punch that was for whatever reason, nicked with Veritaserum made him act the way he did. And it for some other reason, made him take out his anger at her, even though he didn't mean any word of it. But now how what was he supposed to say? He remembered the words he said well, though probably not as much as Nico-

  "I think you should keep your greasy nose out of peoples business for a change! Maybe settle down once and a while eh'? Take a break and just PISS OFF because I'm tired along with the rest of everyone here, of your lousy, stupid, arrogant--AUTHORITARIAN remarks, before little Ms. Slytherin gets a taste of her own medicine!"

He remembered saying. But what was he supposed to say now? He looked up at her, words on the tip of his tongue. As he left his mouth agape he watched the his frosty breath emit in the air. His glasses now fogging up, he decided to say-

"Nico, right?"    

What kind of response was that? He was so nervous, he forgot that he knew her name! He just knew he was in for it now. He deserved anything she was going to say to him.  Just as he mentally slapped himself, he thought of a better response-

"I know this is late, but i'm sorry. Sorry for what I said back in our first year." he said, sighing and letting the words flow. He just hoped this wouldn't end badly...

'R-right... That's me.' The smile that formed on her lips wasn't the one she'd usually show. It was polite. Reserved. 'The.. one and only.'

The girl felt scared and hesitant. She couldn't help but stand still like a statue, as if her feet rooted in the snow. One could say that her skin had the same colour like snow did. Pale, like the one of a porcelain doll. Her bright red hair hung over her face like curtains, accentuating her eyes and lips.

To her surprise, Donnovan didn't attack her. It would've been the perfect moment for him to do so since... she's all by herself. She was prepared for name calling, ruthless shoving,... maybe even punching... But the opposite happened. The once agressive Badger apologised to her. The stars were her witness. What now? This was the last she expected from a former bully. Every single one of the ones she encountered earlier in her life never even thought about apologising to her.

Carefully, the little dhampir looked in his eyes. Usually whenever she felt uncomfortable, it was hard to lock her gaze with that of someone else. But she got curious. Was he actually serious? Was this some sort of trap? In his eyes which had a hue of brown she hadn't seen before. It was warm...

The redhead didn't immediately answer. A long silence fell upon the duo as she tried to look for the right words.

'I-.. ' Nope. Another silence followed. Maybe 5 minutes passed until she finally spoke up. 'I'm supposed to say it's fine but it.. sure wasn't.' Wrapping her arms over her stomach, she kinda glared at Donnovan. She wouldn't let a boy like him walk all over him.

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Donny looked down at the ground, and then back up. He did expect her to be happy, why should he? If he was to be completely honest with himself, he would of punched anyone square in the face if they called him what he called her. He knew she was still upset. He shuffled around, the only visible noise being that of the soft winds and falling snow. Opened his mouth to say something, but again he second guessed himself. He then blurted out-

"I know how you feel as odd as it is. I don't think it was fine, and I never did." he said, letting the truth fall out of his mouth. He honestly was waiting for the chance to apologize to Nico. But he knew he was too much of a wuss to pluck up the courage and do it. 

He stepped forward, looking into Nico's eyes deeply, trying to be sincere. "It wasn't my fault that day-that it happened." he continued. He swallowed and began speaking again. "It's odd, but the punch was...nicked with veritaserumandItookoutmyangeronyou." he said very quickly. He raised his eyebrows and curled his fingers, hoping it would all make sense to her. "If that makes sense." he added awkwardly. He honestly thought that she was perfect at what she did. She was just doing her job, and that was nothing to get mad at. Then he stepped closer, his feet crunching in the snow. "I honestly think your an awesome person. You know, being a prefect and all that?" he said, hoping it was the right thing to say, and that it wasn't too soon. He looked at Nico, into brilliant blue eyes. he Hoped with all his might that she would forgive him.   

@Donnovan Perrywinkle

He knew how she felt? Little did he know, he had no clue how she felt... But what could she expect. The only people who had the possibility to know were Kaegan and Professor Equinox.

However, what persuaded her was how he actually apologised. Nico glanced over at him, her ice blue eyes having a seemingly lighter colour because of the reflection of the snow. He set a step closer to her. She flinched and immediately set two steps back, her side now touching one of the cold, stone walls.

He was probably one of the first guys that added another trauma to her life in this Castle. Who knew that even here, people would bully one another. A place with so much diversity, however... they were all still kids of course.

He added that it wasn't his fault that he called her what he did. The thought of it made tiny tears appear in the outer corners of her eyes. With her sleeve, she quickly wiped them away. The cold would freeze them otherwise.

'Nicked with...V-Viter.. what?' She didn't quite catch what he said. This was all so sudden and strange. Her small, slender, pale hands gently rested on her scarf as tiny snowflakes landed on them. Her skin had nearly the same lightness as the flakes did. Maybe even lighter. Like a porcelain doll.

He then continued to compliment her work, that she was awesome to him. 'I-... ' She didn't know what to say. A soft shade of pink appeared on her cheeks as his compliments sunk in. The guy who first couldn't stand her, suddenly showers her with kind words. It confused the small dhampir.

'I-.. Th-Thank you. I think. Are you... trying to..' She started rambling and hesitating. Maybe it was better to stay quiet and leave. To run as fast as she could from this weird haze. To flee back to the warmth and safety of her bed and to cuddle up with her big shark plushie.

No, she was going to stand her ground. Whatever this bully was thinking, she wouldn't be scared off that easily.

'I.. accept your apologies. However.. How can you find someone awesome if you don't know them? The only thing... that you know... are obvious. I'm a Prefect and a Slytherin. T-That's it.'

Her eyes looked at him with a piercing gaze. She wouldn't be the prey this time. Not anymore.

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Donny gazed into her eyes. He had no idea what to say, but it was just-how he felt. It must be awesome to be a prefect, and a pretty one at that. "I-I just..." he stammered, trying to find words. "I know your a good person, I was just always afraid to be friends with you...or even talk to you." he blurted out, cringing at the words as if they were the end of the wizarding world as he knew it. He looked at his eyelashes, as the newly formed icicles atop them created a better view of them to his naked eye. 

He was nervous about her reaction, but he had to try and hide his fear. "You being a prefect, and...well, a Slytherin made me nervous to open up. And I never meant those things I said at the lake. I know how you feel, I guess." he finished, biting his tongue. "I'm really sorry." he added with sincerity. Never a had he ever quite felt this way, and the circumstance was quite the un-ordinary for such words to be exchanged. He looked at his feet again, the black polish covered in flakes of snow... 

Reducio

Again, really sorry about the lengthy wait!

Interacting with @Donnovan Perrywinkle

'Hm...' The young slytherin crossed her arms. She could tell he was being sincere. Pressing her lips together until they formed a small line, Nico turned towards the snowy, moonlit view. She wouldn't forget whichever he did at the lake. If his words were true or not. If they were intended to hurt her or not... The Hufflepuf looked serious about his apologies. That was different. Usually people would get angry and throw a fit whenever they didn't get somewhere in discussions. Donnovan didn't do that. That had to mean something, right? The young dhampir sighed. Her breath nearly instantly crystalising as it flew out into the freezing air.

'Fine...' Nico was glad that there were some people who sincerely apologised for their actions and ACTUALLY seemed to genuinly regret them. 'I forgive you... But I won't forget it.' Once again she looked at him with a piercing gaze. Making sure he knew she still didn't fully trust him. 'Well... let's start over then.' Carefully set a few steps closer to him, a chilly breeze flowing through her strawberry red hair. Slowely, she reached out her hand, ready to shake his. 'I'm Nico. Nico Shymane. Prefect of Slytherin.' Slightly tilting her head, she flashed him a warm smile. The kind that could melt the snow right underneath their feet and pull out the sunrise. 'Pleased to meet you.'