Can't Get Me[Open]

[Anastasia Rivers]

Anastasia wandered on down to the Whomping Willow...bored out of her mind. She saw a few first years trying to jump over the branches and well...not do so hot.

She just shook her head and leaned against a nearby tree. She had her iPod in. Yes, it was a Muggle item, but she enjoyed it.

Ana looked around, her blue eyes just searching. Her blonde hair laid curled against her shoulders on her black fitted sweater. She also wore blue jeans and black stilettoe boots. She knew it wasn't a good choice, but oh well.

Ana hummed along to her music, waiting to see if anyone would talk to her.

[Blake Joyner]

Blake was sitting near the whomping willow tree. Watching a bunch of fellow first years get nailed in the face by the branches of the hulk-ish tree. It was the most entertaining thing he had done since he had been at Hogwarts. "Go whomping willow, go go go!" he quietly cheered from the sidelines. I mean... you had to admit... seeing a couple kids get the snot knocked out of them by bark was quite entertaining.

Then a little off in the distance he noticed a girl staring over near them. It was some older girl. She probably wanted to rape them or something. Well that wasn't cool! I mean... branches kicking the crap out of a couple kids was funny... But some older girl raping them and just like cootie-ing up there whole life was just wrong!

Blake decided he should go talk to her and find out her motives. He was a little nervous though, that he would be her first victim for creating such a disturbance. But he figured it had to be done, maybe he'd get one of those trophies for the trophy room from all his bravery. He approached the girl realizing she had these weird looking things in her ears. Maybe they were used for like spying... so she could hear things from fifty feet away or something. Ohh geez, this wasn't just a rapist Blake was dealing with... it was a high tech rapist that doesn't just mess around. No big van saying "FREE CANDY" for her. No, she had all the newest technologically advanced rapist gear.

"....umm hi..." How do you initiate conversations with rapists? Blake never had done it before... well actually he rarely initiating conversation with anybody. But it was even more nervous and awkward knowing what was going on inside the girls cootie spreading mind.

[Anastasia Rivers]

Ana pulled out her iPod earbuds and looked at the younger Hufflepuff. "Oh...hi!" She saw him looking at the iPod weird and she shook her head, laughing slightly. "This is an iPod, it's what Muggles store music onto to listen to it." She tucked it away into her pocket.

"So...what's up?" She turned her gaze to the Whomping Willow and saw a poor kid get hit. "Oh!" She started to head into the direction of the kid, but saw a teacher going over to him. "I hope he's okay..." She turned her gaze back to him and waited for some kind of response...he was kinda just staring at her.

[Blake Joyner]

"This is an iPod, it's what Muggles store music onto to listen to it."

Poor girl... making up things about her high tech listening device... Saying it was used to listen too music. RIGHT... SUUUUURE it was. "... Oh, right... Like what songs do you have..." OH SNAP... he was about to catch her in her own web of LIES!

"So...what's up?"

Ohh nothing, just NOT getting raped by you. But Blake decided that'd be a little to blunt. "...Noooothing... Just hanging out... Watching-" But before he could finish his awesome sentence. Some kid got nailed by a branch. "AHAHAAHAHAHAHAAH" Blake cracked up. Man, that was funny... but then he realized it probably looked a little evil of him, so he stopped abrubtly.

"...I mean... yeah... I hope he's okay too..." Pffft... he'd be fine... he'll suck it up. HE WASNT NEARLY AS BRAVE AS BLAKE... TALKING TO A FRICKIN RAPIST!!!! He should have been in gryffindor dammit... thats how brave he was. "sooo... about those songs!" He had his eye on this girl...mmmmhhhmmmm.

[Anastasia Rivers]

Ana looked at him. "Just some of the Wicked Wizards!" She told him of the new wizarding band she discovered while she was in France for the summer.

She looked at him. "There's something you're not telling me...you're thinking something of me...aren't you?" Her lower lip quivered as tears formed in her eyes. She was so tired of this. Everywhere she went...someone was trying to typecast her as something she wasn't even close to. She looked at him, tears silently falling down her pale cheeks. She leaned back against the tree, leaning her back against it. "Why...why this again...?" She kept whispering over and over. This is why she left her old school and came to Hogwarts. To get away from people trying to say she was something she wasn't.

[[Yeah...just out of curiousity...why are you trying to say my character is a rapist?]]

[Blake Joyner]

(( Im only kidding... I'm sorry if it's bothering you or something... It's just a joke. ))

"Just some of the Wicked Wizards!"

"...Oh.. Cool..." Hmmm.... maybe it wasn't a secret listening device. He was SO SURE too. Ohh well... can't win them all. But as he was thinking this... The girl started talking and like... crying?....HUH?

"There's something you're not telling me...you're thinking something of me...aren't you?"

"......." Blake looked at her for a second. WHAT? COULD SHE READ MINDS? "....No I just.... never saw one of those Itod things... or whatever there called..." But then the girl started like crying and stuff. WHAT THE HECK? This girl was weird. "... umm... there there..." HOW DO YOU COMFORT SOMEONE?... Blake had no idea.

"Why...why this again...?"

.........Why what again? "... huh?..." blake was confused. Maybe she was offended that he didn't know what her Itod was?... ITS NOT HIS FAULT! "....Sorry I was unaware of your itod thing but.... it's no reason to cry..." it really wasn't... thats just silly.

[Anastasia Rivers]

[[It's cool. I was just wondering]]

Ana looked at him and wiped her tears. "I'm sorry. It's just...that at my old school people use to think things of me that weren't true. Nothing bad...you know, just the normal drama."

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't mean to make you feel bad..." She bit her lower lip, lowering her eyes. Her cheeks were now damp and cold in this harsh winter wind, but she paid no mind to it.

"Uhm, it's an iPod...not an iTod." She whispered.