Was patrolling last night as a prefect, not much happened, thought I caught Remus storming off towards the Headmasters room--please correct me if I'm wrong.

Work this year is hard, 6th year is quite possibly the best work we've ever done, wordless spells and advancing on everything you've learnt.  But still if my uncle wants to leave at Christmas, I ( Read more... )

Vincent was sitting on the sofa of the Slytherin Common Room, he was stretched out, relaxed, smiling lightly, looking up at the ceiling. He'd give life alot of thought, and pretty much saw he was being an ass.

Well, atleast he was only 16, he could make up for it.

The cage next to his foot was closer to large then small decorated with white patterns ( Read more... )

School suddenly seems a little easier to manage, some weight has disappeared after the talk, and I feel a little lighter.

Noreen

I want to thank you, in person. If you want to talk to me that is. I wanted to give you something, a token of my appreiation.
Common Room?

- Vincent

2 days.

Was that all it was? Just two days?

It was surprising to know that in just a few days--things would be a little more normal than not. Vincent Daray would be back on the train, to class--to start his NEWT's. To learn new things...

But he just couldn't get the gist of it, as though everything that had happened had made it sure that he had no ( Read more... )

It was extremely hit that noon in Camedon Loch, and yet Vincent stood out with his pale features and absurb muggle attire, the style of an engish mod, the only thing he was missing, was the vespa scooter ( Read more... )

Regulas,

May I meet with you some time today in London? I know it's late notice, but after after diagon alley...It is not safe to discuss what I know to you through ow and.I really need to speak with you. If you can please, I would be thankful if we would.

Vincent Daray.

He knocked heavily on Noreen's door. The boy was dressed in death eater robes, a mask over his face which had broken so you could see have of it, his hands were covered in blood, and his eyes were dark. The blood wasn't his own.

"Answer..." he murmured.

I got my OWL results.

My uncle is pleased, if you can count him saying, "You got a P in Arthimancy? and "why the "eff" did you take that for" as him being pleased before telling me to "eff" off and leave the room.

He didn't care I was made prefect.

My dad was though a long time ago.

For a long time I wondered if you really could love two people. ( Read more... )

His first exam of the week over and done with, Potions, Vincent strolled out out of the common room and into the corridors, hands in his pockets, He'd found that he had become rather used to muggle clothing, consisting of a suit jacket, and a dark green tie, in the mod fashion of the 60's.

He didn't like the muggle fashions of today, didn't suit ( Read more... )

She's with someone else...
As long as she's happy...I don't mind.

Vincent was sitting in the common room, minding his own business, dressed in casual black, legs crossed, head in a book, reading glasses on he tried to clear his thoughts, but it wasn't working as well as he helped. The characters were shallow, and did not help his self destructive ( Read more... )