Charisse Banning: ::A few minutes before midnight a small golden tamarin creeps gingerly along the edges of the towers, taking a flying leap from the Hufflepuff tower to the Gryffindor tower and scurries onto the edge, taking a deep breath as she almost didn't catch the ledge and then proceeds to the window to the fifth year Gryffindor boy's dormitory, poking her head in, large amber eyes glittering through the darkness::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Sits up from his bed and yawns, standing slowly and feels his way across the room, his feet sliding over the crumpled mess of his robes and the tank top he forgot to throw away, working his way over to the water basin he leans over it and stares at his reflection, grinning with a small whisper, "Just coming back.." and dips his hands and face in the water and then walks back to his dresser, chuckling softly as he hears the thud, his eyes moving slowly to the window and he chuckles, whispering:: Come in...::Looks down at himself and then laughs softly:: Let me get a shirt on first though...no blinding on our first night out...
Zarek Yeran: ::Stirs slightly as he hears the soft laughter of Gerrard, slowly rolling over, but a bit too far, ending up in a heap of blankets on the floor and stifles a laugh as he untangles himself from the blankets and puts them back on his bed, stretching before searching for his robes, and heading over to the window where Gerrard is talking::
Charisse Banning: ::Her tiny frame moves with silent chuckles as she watches Zarek fall out of bed and nods to Gerrard, climbing gingerly through the window and perching herself on the ledge, looking around::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Walks over to his dresser and squints in the still dark room but his eyes slowly adjusting, opening the drawer he sifts through all of his shirts and mutters before finding his last tank-top and smiles proudly before eyeing the : Tamarin out of the corner of his eye:: Mind if this one makes it though tonight?
Charisse Banning: ::Shakes her head, laughter shining in her eyes and she hops through the window, landing lightly on the bed closest to the window, then creeps lightly past the occupant's feet, proceeding around the room in a big circle before curling up on the vacant pillow on the bed opposite of the one she jumped on first::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Pulls his shirt over his head after nodding a bit, this one the same as the last but black and straightens it and brushes off his jeans, nitpicking about some of the wrinkles and chuckles, sitting down on his bed and reaching over to pat the tamarin on the heed:: You sure you don't need the sleep?
Charisse Banning: ::Lifts her head quickly, looking up at Gerrard with a slightly annoyed expression and nods, hopping to her feet and lightly slaps his arm with her tail before hopping over and settling herself on top of Zarek's head::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smirks a bit and eyes her for a moment:: Well...okay...
Charisse Banning: ::Sits up tall on Zarek's head and looks around, a small patch of fur in the outline of a circle missing on the right side of her stomach::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Mutters and pulls his shoes on, tying the laces tightly, always preparing for a run when they go out:: Sorry I asked...::Stands and stretches, hopping a few times, landing silently next to his bed:: Allllright...Zarek, you ready to go?
Zarek Yeran: averts his eyes upwards, trying to catch a glance at the tamarin on his head, while chuckling softly and looking for his shoes::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Jerks his head back towards the other side of his bed:: I think there under the edge of your bed...but i can't see so well in the dark right now..
Charisse Banning: :Hops off of Zarek's head and crawls under his bed, returning pulling a pair of shoes behind herself::
Zarek Yeran: ::beams down at Ari, picking his shoes up and quickly putting them on:: Thank you! ::nods at Gerrard:: Now I’m ready.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Strides over to the water basin again and dips his hands in and runs them over his head, letting the water drip down his face for a moment and then rubs it away, waking up quickly at this point and grins:: So which way do you fancy taking out this time...
Charisse Banning: ::Looks up for a minute, sniffing around at the air and then looks down at Zarek's shoes, mock fainting on the floor next to them::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and watches the tamarin:: Well that can't be good...now look what you've done...
Zarek Yeran: ::grins at the tamarin looking down at his shoes:: They cant be that dirty, I washed them yesterday ::pulls a shoe off and smells it, falling over and tossing the shoe in mock horror::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles softly and shakes his head:: Well maybe once every time you wear them at the rate we're going...since two out of three votes is majority I’ll skip sniffing them if you don't mind..
Charisse Banning: ::Hops up and scurries over to the shoe, pulling it back to Zarek and putting it on his foot, tying it up and then pointing at the door::
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles quietly:: Yes, yes.. I 'm ready. ::follows Ari and Gerrard out the door and down the corridor::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit:: Well she seems ready to go...::Walks over to the door and nudges it open slowly with his knee as he walks, peering around the corner and then keeps walking, his hands in his pockets and whistling very softly as they head down to the corridor::
Charisse Banning: ::Runs as fast as her tiny legs can carry her, dropping to all fours as she does and then stops at the first step down, turning around to lower herself down it backwards::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles and hops up on the banister and slides down it slowly, patting a spot next to him and whispers:: C'mon Ari, its the express way..
Zarek Yeran: ::hops on the banister as well, sliding all the way down after Gerrard:: Weee. We used to love doing this!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Points his knees down the banister and slides just a bit faster, balancing himself carefully so he doesn't fall and then grins up at Zarek:: Old standbys never die...
Charisse Banning: ::Eyes them for a minute before hopping up onto the banister as well and slides down rather quickly, screeching softly and digging her claws into it::
Zarek Yeran: ::hops off the banister at the end, landing just in Front of Gerrard, turning around to catch Ari as she comes down::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Comes to where the banister ends at a large marble ball and slides off, his shoes tapping softly on the stone floor and quickly dropping into old habits he drops down close to the floor and takes a few steps almost like a gorilla into the shadows at the bottom of the stairs and waves to them to keep down as someone passes by through the hallway::
Charisse Banning: ::Scurries up onto Zarek's neck as she flies into his arms and shakes her head, her eyes darting in a few directions and her little heart beating incredibly fast, squeaking something that sounds oddly like "Never again"::
Gerrard Rayne: ::The faint clicking of shoes disappears slowly down the ground level corridor until he can't hear them any more and he pokes his head out of the shadows, grinning at the two of them and nods towards the exit gate, mouthing, "It's clear..." watches Ari for a moment and shakes his head, smiling a bit and scoots his way a few feet head of them, crawling across the ground like a spider::
Zarek Yeran: ::grins at the tamarin, clutching his neck chuckling quietly:: You'd like it if you weren't Ari. Its easier to control the other way
Charisse Banning: ::Nods to Zarek and climbs down off of his shoulder and crawls after Gerrard, bouncing a little as she follows::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns his head back towards the two and grins, coming to where the staircase leads out into the main hallway he stops and takes a leap, landing halfway across the hall and slides against the far wall, sitting for a second before standing up and snickering softly:: We're golden...lets get outta here..
Zarek Yeran: ::Follows the two down the corridor against the far wall:: It feels weird to be doing this again.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Frowns a bit and looks back to Zarek, chuckling softly:: Aww c'mon relax... it'll feel just like old times again...
Zarek Yeran: ::nods and grins like a little kid:: I know, I didn’t mean it was a bad thing
Gerrard Rayne: ::Reaches down and brushes off the tips of his shoes and stands, taking off at a clear sprint towards the front gate, the only thing showing is the slightly lighter color of his tanned skin under the tank top where and when there’s light::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles as best she can as a tamarin and scurries after Gerrard and then bounces out the entrance to the great hall, leaping down the stairs onto the grass in front of it, landing lightly at the bottom as herself, wrapped in a black cloak lined in plum::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Reaching the gate way he takes a leap from the threshold and skids to a stop just in front of her, chuckling softly, grinning up at Charisse:: You have got one hell of a jump there..
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles at him, her cloak opening as she turns to show that she's wearing what appears to be pajamas of baby blue pants with a lavender draw string and a lavender spaghetti strap shirt with baby blue straps:: Yours isn't so bad either..
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles at Charisse, having just made the jump:: That was a nice jump
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles slightly and nods to Zarek:: Well thank you... ::Looks around a minute and then smiles slightly:: I have something to show the two of you before we go, alright?
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and smiles:: Always tried to be light on my feet... though I think we all do at times.. ::Smiles and brushes the grass off his palms when he used it to brace his landing and stands up straight, Goosebumps popping upon his arms and shoulders, chuckling softly:: We've got plenty of time... what’s up?
Charisse Banning: ::Grins at them for a minute before waving her wand at him, speaking a soft word and invisible ropes bind each of them to her:: Close your eyes and follow me...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Raises an eyebrow and chuckles softly, closing his eyes, out of habit his arms float a few feet around him to make sure he doesn’t bump into anyone::
Zarek Yeran: ::scratches his head in confusion, before he closes his eyes tightly, laughing a bit:: Just don’t run us into any walls
Gerrard Rayne: ::Taps his head and laughs softly:: Right...like that would affect the two of us any...
Charisse Banning: I'll be careful, I promise. ::Smiles and begins to walk along slowly, the invisible ropes pulling them behind her and then quickens her pace a bit, rounding a small cluster of trees and then mutters a counter curse, the ropes vanishing and she turns to look at him with a large smile:: Okay... open your eyes...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Jumps slightly at the pull but finds a rhythm for his feet and then stops, opening his eyes slowly::
Zarek Yeran: ::opens his eyes quickly, looking at Charisse, then all around him::
Charisse Banning: ::On either side of her floats a brand new shiny Firebolt, each of their names engraved into one of the handles in in beautifully curved lettering::
Gerrard Rayne: Stands in utter disbelief and stumbles back into the trunk of a tree for support and grasps for words:: I... but.. Charisse... you didn't...
Zarek Yeran: ::falls over in shock, as he sees his name engraved on a firebolt next to Charisse. Picks himself up using the tree trunk, looking at Charisse slowly:: I.. uhm.. You d-didn't.. I mean.. Y-you couldn't have.. I mean..: :runs up to Charisse and gives her a big hug:: I mean thank you!
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles happily, her entire face aglow and her eyes glittering and shrugs a bit:: Well, they were for your birthdays, but I figured that tonight was a special occasion and you could use them for Quidditch practice. They've only just arrived. ::Chuckles softly and returns the hug, shaking her head a bit:: It was nothing. You're welcome, of course. I figured it was the least I could do.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Pushes off from the tree trunk and runs his hand along the shaft of the broom until he reaches Charisse and wraps his arms around her in a big hug:: Thank you!
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and returns Gerrard’s hug as well, looking between the two:: I'm just glad that you like them... I wasn't sure you would....
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and glances at the brooms and then to her, shaking his head:: How could we not...these are...well...these are amazing! It's a Quidditch players dream!
Zarek Yeran: ::Mounts his broom, grinning at Gerrard:: What do you say we give them a try? ::pulls out his wand muttering 'Acio Nimbus two thousand and one':: Charisse can use my Nimbus, and of course the Firebolt. ::laughs a bit, still grinning broadly, gaping at the broom:: There is no way we could not love these brooms.. These are amazing!
Charisse Banning: ::Seems to hesitate for a minute, looking at the brooms with a longing look and shakes her head slightly, smiling quickly:: No, no. You two go ahead. I want to see how good you guys look on them...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and eyes her for a moment, nodding slowly:: Are you sure you don't want to come? It'd be great to have you along...
Zarek Yeran: ::Chuckles quietly, looking at the Nimbus:: There’s no better view than from above. Are you sure? We'd love to have you along..
Charisse Banning: ::Hesitates a moment longer, a hand instinctively coming to rest on the right side of her stomach, knowing that she shouldn't, but as she loves very few things more than flying, she quickly loses the fight with reason and mounts the Nimbus::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles and nods, watching her for a moment and turns his back to his broom and with a short hop sits on the Firebolt, the broom barely moving in midair, swinging his leg over the shaft he sits for a moment, reaching his legs back to rest them on the bars, with slight movements of the muscles in his leg the broom shifts from left to right and then arcs slowly upwards and he shakes his head:: Unbelievable...
Zarek Yeran: ::straddles the firebolt grinning from ear to ear, looking up:: I’ll think we should go to the Quidditch Pitch for a few and fly around. ::Slowly kicks off the ground, hovering about 15 feet in the air:: This is the best control I’ve ever seen for a broom
Charisse Banning: ::Spreads her cloak back over the back of the broom, smiling as she watches Gerrard and then glances at Zarek, nodding a bit and grins:: Race you... ::Before the words are even out of her mouth she kicks off the ground, speeding in a high arc toward the Quidditch pitch, her laughs of delight floating on the wind::
Zarek Yeran: ::leans forward on his broom, flying at top speed towards the quidditch pitch, trying to catch Charisse, seeing as she got a head start::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Rests his hands on his hamstrings and watches her race off for a moment before grinning and kicks off himself, slowly leaning forward on the broom feeling the acceleration and control, gripping the shaft arch quickly into the air and towards the Quidditch pitch, but holding on for a moment he flies towards the water skimming the surface for a moment, water flying up from either side of him as he does and waves his wand, small droplets of water coming together in the shape of gryffin wings, and he turns again towards the pitch, the wings following him for a moment before falling away into the air as rain droplets, grinning and yelling in delight he leans as far forward as he can and streaks towards the two ahead of him::
Zarek Yeran: ::Yells after Charisse, still chasing her towards the pitch:: I'll catch you yet! ::lowers the front of his broom, heading into a huge dive as they near the pitch, enjoying the acceleration of his new broom, pulling up just before he hits the ground, and ascends to Charisse's height again::
Charisse Banning: ::Flies in a few loops before drawing a few hearts in the air, chuckling softly as she looks at Zarek, shaking her head and calls back:: Your broom may be faster than mine, but you'll never catch me!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Runs along the ground towards the pitch coming up and over the edge quickly his eyes finding them fast but in the opposite side of the field, hopping up to put his feet on the broom he pulls hard on the tip and pushes the back end down until he's pointed at them and straddles the broom again, racing off towards Charisse and Zarek, grinning:: Lets see what these things are made of! ::Flies straight towards the other end of the field and through the center goal hoop and turns upward racing towards their height and towards Zarek::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and pulls out her wand, conjuring a snitch and a quaffle which seems to move of its own accord and then turns to sit side ways on her broom, dangling her legs over one side, hovering at a level with the top of the tallest goal hoop::
Zarek Yeran: ::races towards Gerrard, banking right just before the collide, speeding towards the other end of the pitch, and through all of the hoops quickly turning around, coming to a halt in the center of the field, waiting on the balls to be released::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stops high above the goal hoop he had just flown through and grins as he sees the balls, bouncing slightly on his broom::
Zarek Yeran: ::beckons Gerrard over to him:: Lets see how you stop the quaffle first. I know your great.. but it'll be good to see you play again. I doubt I’m as good as tossing it as the people you'll be against though.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Flies towards Zarek and pulls his broom to a stop and grins, nodding slowly:: Ah i think you'll be able to give me a run for my money....your as good as most... ::Braces his feet against the bars and leans back on his broom, stretching his back out and then stretches his arms:: Ahhhhh! Much better! ::Angles his broom downward and weaves his way between each of the goal hoops before assuming his position in front of them, his jaw set and his eyes focused:: Now lets just see how out of practice I am...
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles as the quaffle floats out to Zarek and reaches for the snitch, finding it a bit beyond her reach, she scoots her broom a little closer to it, only to have it fly away again and she turns, righting herself on the broom and dives after the snitch::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles and watches Charisse for a few moments, chuckling softly and yells:: Get it Charisse!
Zarek Yeran: ::Grabs the quaffle quickly, turning towards Gerrard’s Goalpost, grinning slightly, and charges, quaffle in his right hand, with his left hand on the broom:: Here I come! ::Fakes to the right goalpost, tossing the quaffle up in the air, coming back and hitting it with the tail end of his broom, sending it at the left hoop instead::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Grabs the tip of his broom and waits for a moment and then zooms towards the left hoop grabbing the shaft of his broom with one hand and leaps off catching the quaffle with his foot and kicking it out into the field::
Charisse Banning: ::Follows the snitch on a long winding path, through goal hoops, between the stadium towers and even between individual seats, laying almost horizontal across the handle of the broom, nudging the broom to go just a little faster::
Gerrard Rayne: : ::Dangles from his broom for a moment and pulls himself up, mounting it again and chuckles:: Very nice! No ones tried that since we played Slytherin two years ago...only last time i nearly slipped!
Charisse Banning: ::Glances up in time to see Gerrard's save, and takes a moment to applaud him before chasing after the snitch again::
Zarek Yeran: ::chases after the quaffle, grabbing it quickly and charging back at the hoops, faking again to the right, aiming for the left, but tossing it towards the right hoop with all his might::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Arghs at his mistake for chasing to the left and zooms towards the right jumping up to stand on his broom and leaps from the shaft, a foot or so below the quaffle and nicks it with his two longest fingers, sending it into the rim of the ring, falling towards the ground again he waves arms, yelling a bit in surprise, as his broom comes to a stop just below him::
Charisse Banning: ::Pushes herself up onto her feet on the handle of the broom, standing on a tiptoe to reach for the snitch just above her head and then hops a bit, still unable to reach it and then sets her jaw, jumping as high as she can, her left hand wrapping around the snitch and she falls right past the broom, reaching out with her right hand to catch the shaft of the broom and pulls herself up with a jerk, launching herself into the air and does a small summersault, righting herself in the air to land lightly back on the broom::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Lands a bit hard on the shaft of his broom, but still laughing looks over at Zarek once he regains control:: You know, I was NEVER good against penalty shots...this one on one stuff is hard to follow...not mention with how good you are!
Zarek Yeran: ::Again races towards the quaffle, this time, entering the ring and flying directly down the shaft, to grab the quaffle before it hits the ground, leveling off just before he crashes::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Looks around after Zarek grabs the quaffle and stares around the ring, spotting Charisse standing on her tip toes on her broom and hopping, he winces but refuses to yell for fear of breaking her concentration and simply watches and claps loudly and places two fingers in his mouth to whistle loudly and yells:: Beautiful Grab!!
Zarek Yeran: ::drops the quaffle in awe, clapping loudly, yelling:: Great grab! I see this isn't your first time to fly, or even play quidditch. That’s an advanced move right there. I almost broke my neck the first time I tried it!
Charisse Banning: ::Chuckles softly, looking at Gerrard with a large smile, ignoring the wave of dizziness that threatens to throw her off her broom and shrugs slightly, looking at them:: My uncle taught me...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Continues to clap, laughing softly:: Only too true Zarek, which is why I stuck to keeper! Well now...he has got to be one great Quidditch player...have to meet him someday!
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and shrugs a bit, letting the snitch vanish into thin air and nods:: He is... ::Smiles to herself at the thought of her dear uncle, her only consolation over the past years and then shrugs, flying down toward the ground and touches down lightly, lying back on the grass and looks up at them:: Though, the two of you could very well be his equal.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles softly and shakes his head, angling his broom down to where she lies, hovering a few feet off the ground and shakes his head:: Naw... Zarek could...I don't have the guts to do something like that...
Zarek Yeran: ::shrugs where both of them can see and says loud enough for Charisse to hear too:: You have the cuts to go out there and put yourself in front of quaffles and three chasers every time we play though. Also ..you have to worry about bludgers just as much as we do. Your the best keeper at Hogwarts.
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and shakes her head a bit, looking up at him:: You know that the most commonly hurt player is always the keeper and yet you play anyway, and you're damn good at it...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs a bit and leans back on his broom, looking up at Zarek:: Thanks...but honestly those other teams are more worried about Fred and George, not to mention with the group of chasers we have to come after me
Zarek Yeran: ::pokes Gerrard in the ribs and points to the ground, where Charisse is lying:: Lets go down for a few. Slowly descends, to a height where he can leap of his broom, landing nimbly beside Charisse:: These brooms are amazing. I don’t know how we could ever thank you enough.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Slides to the left until his head is nearly pointed at the ground and grabs the shaft of his broom, dangling for a moment and drops, pulling it down with him, letting it hover just above the ground, plopping down cross legged next to both of them:: They are indeed…
Zarek Yeran: ::nods at what Charisse said and looks at Gerrard:: Remember wood? When Slytherin's Captain, Flint, borrowed the beaters club and hit him in the stomach with a bludger two years ago? ::shudders at the thought of it again::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and places a hand nervously over his stomach:: Careful...I was happy thinking that I was the smallest target on the team...
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles and pats Gerrard on the shoulder:: With the way you fly, you'll be fine.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs softly and smiles, looking at the both of them:: Besides, Wood even admitted after that game that with the way he was taunting Flint he deserved it...Wood was always a better keeper.. his only problem was he was too good...
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and looks up at the two of them and shrugs a bit:: Hey, you deserve them... ::Gazes past them up at the sky and speaks softly:: You're both very brave for playing... ::Lets her thoughts trail away as she stares at the stars, a hand resting lightly on her stomach::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles a bit and blushes, looking over at Zarek:: Providing my own recklessness doesn't earn me a broken neck.. But I’ll do my best to live up to my apparent name.. ::Smiles a bit and stares at Charisse and then follows her gaze slowly, his head arching back until he flops over onto his back and chuckles:: They are quite amazing... I’m not sure if there’s a thing in the world we can do to thank you properly... ::Smiles and props his head up, looking to Charisse:: Well let me correct myself, you are amazing...absolutely everything...including your impeccable taste in Quidditch brooms..
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles quietly, still smiling at Charisse:: Your the best friend either could hope for. Thank you again.
Charisse Banning: ::She seems to be very far away and she looks foggily up at the two of them with a small smile, her voice sounding slightly distracted:: Thank you, but really, it's the least I could do to thank you two for everything...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles softly and smiles:: As much as I believe that... I can't help but feel that I still owe you something more...I mean these are... well wow... ::Sits up slowly and smiles:: But... if you say so... We can wait until your birthday...::His face hardens for a moment in concentration and then he chuckles:: Yes... definitely birthday..
Charisse Banning: ::Shakes her head slightly, speaking softly, acting as though she were fighting to pull her brain back to the moment and smiles:: No, no... seeing you enjoying them is enough for me...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles a bit and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees:: In my entire life I have never believed anyone else when they've said that... but I honestly can't find a rhyme or reason as to why it wouldn’t be true coming from you...
Zarek Yeran: ::grins, bouncing slightly where he sits:: You'll get to see how much we enjoy them the day of our First game. Its going to be great! Thank you thank you thank you!
Gerrard Rayne: : ::Throws his hands up and laughs:: I think... for the first time... I’m at a loss for words and ideas...
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles slightly and shakes her head a bit, her eyes half closing:: Mmm... your happiness is one of the most important things to me... I hope you win the quidditch cup...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and smiles, nodding slowly:: We will do our best, after a gift like this and determination like ours...it's only a few short months away
Zarek Yeran: ::smiles happily looking from Charisse to Gerrrard, then closes his eyes, envisioning their first quidditch match:: We play Slytherin first this year, don’t we?
Gerrard Rayne: ::Ponders a bit and nods slowly:: I think so...it's either them or Ravenclaw, I haven't had a chance to check the schedule since it was posted.. ::Shrugs slightly and smiles, leaning over to nudge him with his elbow:: They wont stand a chance either way..
Charisse Banning: ::Seems almost as though ready to speak again, but falls very quiet, her eyes closed::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles between the both of them but his eyes falling on Charisse after a moment and he stammers for a second:: Charisse..?
Zarek Yeran: ::still smiling, slowly looks at Charisse, causing his smile to falter somewhat:: Chari? Are you ok?
Charisse Banning: ::Lies quietly, her breathing slow and deep almost as though she sleeping, and a soft glow comes through her shirt from a spot on the right side of her stomach::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Places his hands on the ground and scoots slowly to the left, until he's alongside her, afraid to do anything but just watches, shaking his head:: Oh...Charisse....
Charisse Banning: ::At the mark of every passing minute the glow becomes a little brighter, almost as though she had a clock on her stomach::
Zarek Yeran: ::scoots over, close to Charisse on her right, looking at her, speechless::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Notices that she's still breathing he reaches out slowly, placing two fingers just under her jaw, feeling for a pulse, making sure not to move her in any way and his finger slide away and he sighs, letting out a long breath and looks over at Zarek:: She's alive...and seems strong enough... I think...::Frowns and speaks tentatively:: She's sleeping...
Charisse Banning: ::Her pulse is slow and steady, normal, actually, for anyone resting. After nine minutes, the words "St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries" appear on her wrist::
Zarek Yeran: ::looks at Gerrard in horror, then back down at Charisse:: What happened Gerrard? I was thinking about our first quidditch match, then I heard you ask about her..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shakes his head and frowns:: Listen I don't know okay, she just laid back and closed her eyes...and her sc.. that spot started glowing... she's just fine as far as I can see, I think she's just sleeping!
Charisse Banning: ::At the mark of ten minutes her eyes snap open and she looks up at the two of them with a smile and then her expression turns to one of confusion as she sees their worried expressions, the words fading from her wrist and she sits up slowly, looking at each of them in turn and speaks slowly, bowing her head a bit:: Did I drift off?
Gerrard Rayne: ::Blinks a bit, trying to focus on the writing but only catching part of it, and shakes his head:: Dear god Charisse are you okay?! Well you could say that....though I wouldn't have personally put it so lightly...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks at her wrist, then at her side finally looking to her face:: What happened? Are you ok?? You laid down, then your side started glowing...and the words St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries appeared on your wrist..
Charisse Banning: ::Nods slowly and looks up at Gerrard with an embarrassed frown:: I'm fine... I just... ::Shakes her head a bit, bowing her head again:: I shouldn't have flown... I'm sorry...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks back at her in confusion:: What did flying do to you?
Charisse Banning: ::Takes a deep breath and shakes her head:: It's a charm to keep me from over exerting myself...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shakes his head and places a hand on her shoulder, patting it gently:: Listen...your awake and well...just next time...maybe drift off with a little more warning...you almost gave me a heart attack..
Charisse Banning: ::Half smiles, looking up at Gerrard:: I'll try... it's not exactly that easy though...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks at her with concern still looking from her side to her face:: I've heard of those.. I wasn't thinking at the time though. Gerrard and I panicked.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles softly and smiles a bit, shaking his head:: I don't really mean that...just.. Heh.. just caught us a little off guard...its not every day one of your best friends just passes out on a Quidditch field..
Charisse Banning: But honestly. I'm just fine, I'm sorry I scared you...
Zarek Yeran: Its not your fault ::pats Charisse on the shoulder:: Its fine.. I'm just glad your ok..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Lets his hand drop slowly and chuckles with a bit of relief showing in his voice:: It's okay...::Smiles:: Just will take a little getting used to..
Charisse Banning: ::Frowns and shakes her head a bit:: I had so much wanted everything to be like normal that it completely slipped my mind. I felt so good...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and smiles, glancing around and then back to her:: Everything is normal....though this particular groups version of normal has been a little off...and we'll get on with it...just maybe with a little more caution..
Zarek Yeran: Its ok. I wouldn't ever remember it either. It wont startle us so bad next time.. Nothing is normal in our world anyway, Chari. ::winks at Charisse, smiling slightly::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and nods slightly, looking from one to the other:: I promise I'll try to be a little more careful next time, but I really don't want this to effect what we do. ::Shakes her head a bit, smiling:: Speaking of... what do you say we get you two to be animagus as soon as we can? It would be easier for us to go places.
Zarek Yeran: ::nods, smiling broadly now:: I was thinking the same thing when we made that jump earlier. It would be so much easier to do as an animal.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Chuckles a bit and smiles, nodding slowly:: It wont affect what we do, just as long as we know now...even in this group something like that isn’t something we normally see everyday.. : ::Snickers a bit and blushes:: I've been practicing! But I’m afraid I’m a long way off... Watch... ::Closes his eyes and concentrates as hard as he can, short white fur starts to grow from his arms, both of his ears coming to a furry point after a few moments, the effects fading as fast as they came and he lets out a long breath sighing:: Just...can't get past that...
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles slightly and looks up at him:: You gave up on the Manticore? Here, try lying back and looking up at the sky, just relax completely and then try.
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles a bit and looks at Charisse:: Want to watch me have a go? I'm not very good either..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Laughs softly and smiles:: Just a fantasy...could you imagine a fully grown Manticore running around Hogwarts? ::Mutters:: I can just imagine the response that would provoke...
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and nods at Zarek:: Yes, I would...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles and nods, watching Zarek intently::
Charisse Banning: ::Chuckles softly and grins for a minute, turning her attention to Zarek:;
Zarek Yeran: ::Relaxes his form carefully, closing his eyes, concentrating very hard as small white and some black hairs appear on his skin, his eyes turn a strange yellowish color and a stub of a tail begins to show under his robes, but all vanishes as he opens his eyes::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Claps softly and smiles:: Starting to look good!
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles at Zarek and then Gerrard:: You're both improving a lot...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Smiles at Charisse and nods slowly:: Getting there... couldn’t have done it without you though..
Charisse Banning: Try this, I'll do it with you... Lie down with your legs straight out and your arms at a ninety degree angle to your body ::Lies in this position::
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles, breathing heavily:: That’s somewhat exhausting at first.. ::lies down as Charisse showed him, looking over at her blankly::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Nods in agreement to Zarek and then lies back, bending his arms and takes a few deep breaths, relaxing::
Charisse Banning: ::Speaks softly, almost dreamily:: now, either look up at the sky or close your eyes and let your mind wonder to something relaxing...
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stares wide eyed up at the stars and a broad smile passes over his features and all the muscles in his body relax, his hands open slowly, his fingers sprawled out through the grass::
Zarek Yeran: ::closes his eyes and thinks of his first flight experience, smiling to himself::
Charisse Banning: ::Whispers to them:: Good... now, stay in this relaxing place, only imagine that you're turning into an animal... concentrate on what it feels like, not what it looks like...
Zarek Yeran: ::keeping his eyes closed, does as she says, feeling a strange tingling sensation, then nothing, opening his eyes, everything seems closer than before, and he smells things he didn't before. Looking down at his feet he tries to gasp, but it comes out as a growl, as he sees the large paws where his feet once where::
Charisse Banning: ::Sits up and looks at Zarek, smiling happily and nods, mouthing a "very good" as to not disturb Gerrard::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Relaxes and lets his eyes close slowly, his fingers twitching just slightly, a claw growing from the tip of a couple of his fingers, a slight tingle of what feels like air across the airs on his arms, though its more intense this time, his chest rises, more prominent now and fur showing now, meant to be a sigh it emits as howl and his eyes flick open and he quickly flips around on the grass before sitting up, the rest of his form filling out with thick white fur, his head curls down as he tries to look at himself, but only manages to do a half summersault onto his back, tail pointing straight up at the night sky::
Zarek Yeran: ::awkwardly rolls over, standing on all fours, sniffing the ground, slowly walking over to Charisse, standing at her side::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles at both of them, patting Zarek's head lightly:: You are amazing...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks up at her with his big golden eyes, grinning like only a tiger possibly could::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Wiggles around on his back on the ground, as if itching, his lips falling down just a bit, revealing long bright fangs and a matching pink tongue to match, the sides of his mouth curl up slightly as if to smile and rolls over and stands up staggering for just a moment getting used to his new set of four legs and runs around the both of them for a minute, silver eyes glimmering in the moonlight, stopping and sitting down on the grass a few feet away from Zarek and Charisse, his head turns and looks up at the moon and he lets out a deep echoing howl::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles in pure joy and nods happily, chuckling softly:: It took me three times as long to learn...
Zarek Yeran: ::looks around, makes a barking noise and bounds over to the hoops where Gerrard was earlier and sniffs around, picking up the bright red ball that is the quaffle in his mouth, and bounding back, dropping it at Charisse's feet.::
Charisse Banning: ::Laughs softly and picks up the quaffle, looking down at the tiger for a minute before tossing the quaffle away::
Zarek Yeran: ::gives a tremendous bark, and leaps off for the quaffle again, picking it up in his mouth once more, running back and dropping it near the Great wolf, before lying down on Charisse's feet.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stands up and trots over to where Charisse sits and sniffs as he walks and sits next to her, standing at equal height and sniffs more leaning close, licking her cheek and barking as softly as he can manage::
Charisse Banning: ::Smiles and pats each of their heads, scratching behind their ears for a minute before appearing as Ari between them, looking a little out of place and very small::
Gerrard Rayne: ::His ears perk up as Ari appears and he barks softly again before lying down on the ground and rolls onto his back, staring up at the tamarin::
Zarek Yeran: ::jumps slightly as the tamarin appears above the feet that he was lying on, rolling over to get a better look at the creature, then flashes his tigerish grin once more::
Charisse Banning: ::Squeaks a bit at the two hopping up to nuzzle each of their cheeks lightly and then crawls onto the wolf's chest, curling up with her fingers woven through the thick fur::
Gerrard Rayne: ::His tail wags and he breathes deep, taking in the smells of the tamarin and the Tiger and the night air, full of things that he'd never sensed before, the hairs on the back of his neck fluttering slightly, his sense more alert than ever and his tail wags slowly and he stares up into the night sky, the moon shining as brightly as ever, but deep inside having a new respect and love for it's brilliance::
Zarek Yeran: ::rolls over, plainly enjoying being a tiger, clambering back to all fours, and runs around in circles::
Charisse Banning: ::Sits up and climbs off of King's chest, hopping a little ways away from him and then stands up on her back legs, hopping from one foot to another in a type of little dance::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Flips up onto his stomach, watching the two for a few moments and then stands on all fours, trotting towards the nearest set of goal hoops, turning towards the opposite end of the field he takes off at a near blur, small tuffs of grass being pulled up as he runs, enjoying the speed and agility of his form::
Zarek Yeran: ::chases after king, speeding across the field, finally catching him and rolling around in the grass, barking louder than before, but still not too loud::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Leaps into the air and just over Varian, skidding to a stop using his claws and trots over to him, nipping at the back of his neck in a playful way and takes off, bounding towards Ari::
Charisse Banning: ::Settles herself upon the handle of the Nimbus and watches them playing, chuckling softly to herself in what comes out as soft squeaks::
Zarek Yeran: ::turns and trots off towards Ari, stopping in front of her, closing his eyes quickly, appearing as Zarek once more:: That is amazing!
Charisse Banning: ::Looks up at Zarek with her little amber eyes and nods, folding her hands in her lap like a little person::
Gerrard Rayne: ::As he comes up to the broom he gets down low to the ground and nearly springs from the earth, his hind legs barely clearing the broom hovering several feet in the air and he lands safely on the other side, falling back on his : hindquarters, spouts of breath come from his snout as he pants slightly::
Charisse Banning: ::Screeches and ducks her head, covering it with her little hands as King jumps over her and the broom::
Zarek Yeran: ::chuckles and listens intently, looking at the corridor that leads to the field:: King, do you hear something in that direction? It sounds like a person..
Gerrard Rayne: ::His ears perk up for a moment and his lips curl up in a growl and he tears off silently across the field::
Zarek Yeran: ::closes his eyes in concentration, and appears as Varian once more, before whoever is in the corridor can spot him as Zarek and motions for Ari to get on his back::
Charisse Banning: ::Her eyes widen in shock and she hops onto Varian's back, standing on her back legs, her little ears perking::
Zarek Yeran: ::trots off as quickly as he can, while still balancing the tamarin on his back, following King::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Follows the curve of the field until he comes to the entrance of the corridor and he lies on the ground, body pressed firmly to the grass and he listens::
Zarek Yeran: ::lies down on the ground near the entrance, just beside king, listening for any noises that he might here::
Charisse Banning: ::Jumps off of Varian's back and slips quietly through the shadows toward the corridor, keeping low to the ground::
Draco Malfoy: ::Draco Malfoy appears just at the entrance of the Quidditch Field, muttering to Crabbe and Goyle:: I could have sworn I heard something over here. Hope it wasn't a teacher. Wouldn't look good for me to be caught out here, a school prefect and all.. Lets cross the field, then we can make our way to the forest.. wouldn't look good for me to be caught out here with you two
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stands quietly from his place and digs his claws into the barricade around the field, climbing up slowly until he sits perched at the top of the corridor, his silvery eyes watching them closely, nose busily sniffing the air::
Charisse Banning: Stands up on her hind legs, looking after the three, her eyes widening a bit and she slips after them, wondering what they're doing going into the forest::
Zarek Yeran: ::leaps up onto the barricade, next to King, looking intently at Malfoy and his Cronies. He stretches pointedly, flexing his rather large claws carelessly and bearing his very impressive teeth::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stares at Varian for a moment and reaches over, pushing at his cheek with his snout, motioning off around the right side of the field, turning his great white form dissipates in the shadows on the barricade, watching the three and Ari, the only thing visible from him are his silver eyes::
Charisse Banning: ::Crawls across the grass after the three, getting dangerously close to them as she strains to hear what they are saying::
Draco Malfoy: ::Beckons Crabbe and Goyle to him, and quickly heads across the Quidditch field, in the direction of the forest muttering to Crabbe all the while:: Keep a look out now. If anyone notices us, blast them before they figure out who we are. We cannot be caught out here!
Gerrard Rayne: ::Closes his eye's until they are just slits, making himself nearly impossible to see and continues to trot along slowly around the barricade, growling softly at himself at his carelessness he retracts his claws::
Zarek Yeran: ::continues to circle around the barricade, on the opposite side of king, leaping off and stalking after the three Slytherins in the direction of the forest::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Extends his claws once he reaches the end of his walk on the barricade and drops down to the grass, his claws sinking in easily and he follows along the shadow of the wall, until the three enter the opposite side corridor and head to the exit of the field::
Draco Malfoy: ::comes to a halt in front of the forest, looking from Crabbe to Goyle:: This is where we are supposed to wait. When Hagrid gets home, we send sparks into the air, and my father will see them from the forest, and come get him. If we don’t send sparks, my father will assume he did not come, or has help, and leave…
Charisse Banning: ::Slips under the hem of the back of Goyle's robes so that she can stay close but cannot be seen, careful to avoid those large feet and shakes her head in disbelief and peeks her head out, looking for King or Varian::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Trots over to the exit of the Quidditch field and takes a wide circle around, always keeping his eyes on the trio, seeing Ari peek out he opens his eyes wide, silver globes glowing bright in the shadows::
Zarek Yeran: ::quickly trots over to the field, just across from king, ready to strike when he is.. and notices Ari’s head peeking out from under Goyle’s robes::
Charisse Banning: ::Waits until she's sure the three won't be moving and takes off across the field to King, squeaking at him in muted tones in which he can magically understand, saying "They're after Hagrid... we have to get their wands before they can shoot off the sparks"::
Draco Malfoy: ::grumbles to the two of them, kicking the ground audibly:: Where is that stupid oaf! I mean could he be ANY slower!?
Zarek Yeran: ::stalks over to king and Ari, and talks in a growl that they can understand:: King and I should go to the forest, and sneak up behind them for when they get ready to send sparks.
Gerrard Rayne: ::Nods slowly and lies down in the grass, trying to muffle his growl, staring at Ari and Varian, "Let Ari get back under his robes, I’ll howl to distract him...once she grabs his wand, you go, so she can grab the others.."
Zarek Yeran: Once she grabs the wand, I go to the forest?
Charisse Banning: ::Nods slowly at the plan and scurries back to the Slytherins, crawling under the hem of Malfoy's robe::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Shakes his head:: Make as much of a menacing noise as you can to distract them, and she'll get their wands.. ::Growls slightly:: Find a nice high spot where they can see you... and I will too...
Zarek Yeran: ::nods and hurries off to hide behind a overgrown rock on a hill, near the forest::
Hagrid: ::A huge footstep crushes a few sticks in the forest, close but not close enough to see, the voice of Hagrid can be heard only softly from the woods, one of his many songs he sings during his nights in the forest::
Charisse Banning: ::As she hears Hagrid in the distance, she creeps around to Malfoy's wand side::
Draco Malfoy: ::looks around, growling to himself:: I am tempted to kill him myself when he arrives, stupid oaf, making me wait..
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stays low to the ground and makes his way into the edge of the forest and up onto the fallen husk of a tree, in true form the full moon hovers behind where the two are hiding and he stands tall, silver eyes shining in the light and lets out the most fearsome howl he can muster, being sure to stand where the trio can see him::
Draco Malfoy: ::Jumps with fright, looking at the large wolf on the fallen tree, scurrying backwards, away from the wolf, but stops when the wolf does not advance towards him in any way:: I don’t think it sees us. Lets wait here.
Charisse Banning: ::At King's cue, she scurries up Malfoy's leg, grabbing his wand from his pocket before he can grab it and scurries back down, tossing it away::
Gerrard Rayne: ::His large head turns towards the trio of boys, silver eyes bearing down on them, his sign to Varian and the cue to start the next::
Hagrid: ::Startled a bit at the sound he stops and looks around the forest:: Blimey! Well I reckon those animals are restless tonight eh? Fang...Well enough about tha' lets get back and settle in for the nigh'...
Charisse Banning: ::Creeps around under their robes again, coming up to Goyle's leg, creeping up the back of his leg, carefully slipping his wand from his back pocket and climbing down again, tossing it next to Malfoy's and moves into position next to Crabbe::
Zarek Yeran: ::Puts his two front paws on the rock, clearly in View of the Three, raises his head and lets off the loudest half roar, half growl that he can manage, while still listning for sounds in the forest::
Hagrid: ::Pats Fang on the head and chuckles in a sort of belly laugh:: If yer weren’t so much of a coward Fang I might bring ye' out here a bit more often.. ::Tromps off towards his hut on the edge of Hogwarts::
Draco Malfoy: ::Jumps again, bumping into Crabbe as he lurches backwards, looking at the second animal on the rock:: I reckon they're gonna fight Goyle. Oh where is that oaf Hagrid...
Zarek Yeran: ::waits till all eyes are off of him, and quickly slips into the forest, stalking around to where he can easily see, and reach the three Slytherins quickly::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Stalks down the fallen log his eyes still trained on the three and makes a straight path out of the forest for the three of them, hoping that Ari successfully got all their wands from them, lest it be his last night as King::
Charisse Banning: ::Chokes back a screech as she's nearly crushed between Malfoy and Crabbe, and carefully climbs up Crabbe's leg, grabbing his wand as well and scurrying down, staying beneath Crabbe's robes for a few minutes::
Zarek Yeran: ::Sneaks to a tree, directly behind Malfoy, but out of sight, waiting for Kings Growling Signal.::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Takes a few bounding steps, hoping that they've given Ari enough time and leaps at the nearest tree, using all four powerful legs to lunge, howling for Varian in mid leap, his front paws, clawless now bear down on the backs of Crabbe's shoulders, driving him into the ground and away from Ari::
Zarek Yeran: ::Leaps from behind the tree, and tackles Goyle with his claws retracted, pinning him to the ground::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Turns his head up, standing on Crabbe's back, silver eyes boring into Malfoy::
Draco Malfoy: ::looks about in alarm, plunging a hand into his robes for his wand, but coming out empty handed:: My Wand! My wand!? What has happened to my wand?? ::turns towards the castle, and breaks into a run::
Charisse Banning: ::Scurries out from under the falling giant and dodges as Goyle falls near where she stands, looking up at Malfoy with Crabbe's wand pointed at him as she holds it in both of her tiny hands::
Draco Malfoy: ::trips over a stray tree root, sprawling to the ground in a heap of robes and curses::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Howls in almost a wolf's laugh and nudges Ari, bowing his head to raise her up so she can meet Malfoy::
Hagrid: ::Looking curiously over the edge of the forest at the obscene amount of racket tonight he turns and starts to lumber off in the direction of the noises, thinking he'd heard human voices but not quite sure about his hearing, still a few minutes away at least::
Charisse Banning: ::Drops the wand at King's feet and hops over to stand in front of Malfoy's face, shaking a little finger at him and squeaking in an exasperated lecture::
Zarek Yeran: ::Bears his teeth at Goyle, and pushes off of him hard, stalking towards Malfoy and his two Friends, staring into Malfoy’s eyes, still giving Ari her distance::
Gerrard Rayne: ::Leans his head down his snout breathing hot air down the back of Crabbe's neck, teeth bared just enough so he can feel them on the back of his neck and then steps off of him a little harder then needed to walk over behind Ari, his eyes softening, knowing that Malfoy is more terrified of her then him at the moment, and rightfully so::
Zarek Yeran: ::Looking at Malfoy with a strange expression and fire in his eyes, the Tiger quickly turns to the forest as he hears approaching footsteps::
Hagrid: ::The large form of Hagrid appears no more then thirty feet away and he waves his hand:: Hey there! Whets goin' on now? it's very late and ye' three have no business out here...
Draco Malfoy: ::Tears begin to well up in his eyes, as his breath comes out in ragged sobs:: Dont hurt me..
Charisse Banning: ::Finishes her lecture by narrowing her eyes and pushing her face toward Malfoy's and then turns, her tail smacking him in the face and scurries up to Hagrid, squeaking excitedly::
