This past week had been torturous. He'd contemplated leaving, contemplated just skipping off into the night and not coming back to Hogwarts. She was too much of a temptation for him. The way she smelled, the way she was just there. The way that no matter how much he wanted to rip her throat out and drink the blood that seemed to sing to him, he still wanted nothing more than to be able to protect her. To make sure that, no matter what sort of trouble seemed to be attracted to her, he could make sure that no harm would befall her. Partly because he was so afraid of being the one to hurt her, and partly because he was sure that the little time he'd spent with her had connected him to her in more ways than one. He'd only just met her, but he knew this much was true; Bella Hopkins was completely and utterly doomed.
She would be the death of him, so to speak, and would meet her own downfall because of it. She was dangerous, and he knew that. Things were intensifying quickly, at least on his end, and the more he felt for her, the harder it would be to stay away from her. And that was exactly what he had to do. He had to stay away from her. He had to keep his distance. He was already shooting himself in the foot, meeting with her on Saturday. He knew he shouldn't; knew he couldn't. He couldn't put her in such immediate danger as to meet up with her on Saturday. He shouldn't be left alone with her. He couldn't be left alone with her, could he? He still hadn't decided if he could control himself around her, and the fact that the bloodlust he held for her was stronger than any he'd felt before in his rather lengthy exsistance didn't help anything in the long run.
This was the primary reason for his hunt tonight. He couldn't be thirsty around her. He couldn't have a moment of weakness, not a split second. Because if he didn't keep up his hunting now, he would surely succumb to his desire. The blood lust would eventually overwhelm him if he didn't feed at least four nights a week. Usually he'd be able to go hunting on the weekends, but it was clear that that was going to have to change now. He was going to have to increase his hunting. He had to do what he needed to to be around her. Because though he hadn't admitted it to himself yet, now that he had exposed her scent, her smile, the way she blushed, to not the demon in him, but the man, he was hooked. He knew, however subconsiously, that he wouldn't be able to stay away from her. He was in too deep, so to speak, and there was no coming back from this.
He knew that Olive was meeting him tonight, but he had no idea whether or not Audriana or his brother would be there. Olive and his brother were the two of his siblings he was, quite honestly, closest with. Olive, especially, if he had to choose, would be his favorite sibling. He didn't choose, nor was he expected to, but there was a sort of familiarity he had with Olive. She always understood him better than the rest of his siblings. Olive was a source of uplifting happiness when it came to their family. She was always upbeat, always kind. She was just Olive. And he trusted her with his life. Audri, however, was a completely different case. She was tenacious, vivacious, and incredibly self-absorbed, but she was his sister. Nothing would change that. He would protect her and love her, despite the fact that they were the two who more often than not would butt heads with eachother.
Besides that, they'd been together for nearly a century as a family, the lot of them. He had to admit, after spending time all around the world; Alaska, eastern United States, Russia...he'd come to find that Britain, despite the occasional sun, was his favourite of places. It rained a lot more than was nessecary, but he loved the rain, loved the cold...he embraced it, really. Tonight there was no rain. The sun set quickly as he reached the edge of the forest. He stood with his eyes closed for a moment, breathing in the soft, damp air. There were a few rules they had to maintain while feeding in the forest. One, was to never enter Centaur terretory. They were terretorial creatures, Centaurs, and they'd made a pact long ago with them. Two, was no never, despite the fact that they were already damned in Edward's opinion, never kill and feed off of a Unicorn. They stuck to non-mythical beasts, actually. There were bears in the forest, there were things that many of the students couldn't fathom.
He was getting anxious to get his mind off of Bella, to concentrate on the hunt, to quench the thirst that was killing him, figuratively, of course. He waited for Olive, and whoever else would meet him, and began humming to himself lightly. Not many people aside from his family knew that Edward was musical. He was a pianist for the most part, composing his own music, and though his voice wasn't amazing, he had a decent one. And as far as listening to music, it was a longtime hobby of his, from classics to modern, he loved music. Just as he loved the hunt. He needed this. So he continued to wait. He knew Olive would never be late, she was incapable of it, if she had to run here, she would. Because she hated him being late, and she hated being a hypocrite.
And the wait continued. He was too early for his own good.
Olive was feeling exceptionally good today. There was a good reason behind that feeling -- or rather, several. The first, and the one that had taken up a good portion of her train of thought was the meeting of a boy by the name of Declan Wood. This very boy had been introduced to her through a simple note in class, where she had requested the use of his textbook on the lie account of leaving hers back in the dorm. They'd agreed to meet, and they'd done so. Olive, as she moved in an eerily graceful kind of dance across the grounds towards the border of the Forbidden Forest, felt a slight smile touch her lips at the memory of the human boy that had caught her off guard.
Wondering if Edward's closeness with the human girl Bella had rubbed off on her or not, Olive approached silently, swiftly, and lithely towards the place where Edward stood; surprisingly. She was early, and she knew it, but Olive was rarely ever late -- really, if ever. She knew Edward was fairly punctual but he could let other things get in the way of arranged meetings -- Olive did not. So it surprised, but delighted her to see him standing there, humming a quiet tune as he awaited the arrival of his sibling(s).
Audriana was always invited to join their hunts. In fact, Olive loved her sister completely and rarely ever wished for her to not be included in 'family outtings'. She knew that often times Audri and Edward had their moments of spats here and there, but Olive liked to play referee, and would step in when needed. Although her friendly attitude won her extremely close relationships with all members of her large family, Olive felt a connection to Edward that she didn't not recognise with anyone else. He was her equal, her true brother -- they got along better than anyone she could ever consider. Edward would always be with her, and she knew this -- for she would always be with him.
There had been a time, at the very beginning, that Olive had mistaken him for her 'life partner'. The one person that she would spend her entire existance loving. This was cleared up when Edward confessed he did not possess romantic feelings for her, and sought her friendship and alligiance above all else. Olive had surprised herself in feeling that she too felt no romantic desire for Edward, and instead fell quickiy into step beside him in a pleasant bond of friendship. Audri had always urged the two together, insisting that perhaps they were better off romantically involved then brother and sister. But Olive really had no such feelings for Edward in that regard.
With an easy and beautiful smile, she stepped to him, like a dancer approaching her partner. A twinkle of happiness in her eye told him without words that she was in a good mood, and willing to express former private thoughts if the need should arrive. "You're so early. I almost considered bringing a book the way you've been late recently." She laughed, the sound so very silvery and sweet it seemed illegal. "Are we expecting Audri or anyone else? I'd forgotten to ask if she had planned on coming.." Olive confessed, her hand falling slightly into the pocket of her black fitted jeans.
Another night sprung upon the halls of Hogwarts. Moonbeams fell
into the girls dorm room, casting shadows on the faces of the sleeping girls. The
navy sheets reflected the light, and lit the room lightly. The only sounds where
the occasional rustling of bedding as one of the ladies turned over in her sleep.
But one girl wasn’t asleep like the rest. She was never asleep like the rest. She
couldn't. She was a vampire, for god's sake.
Odette Leostat was seated at the window ledge, staring out into the nighttime. She was
just waiting for all of her stupid dormmates to fall asleep before she snuck out.
Standing up, Dette stretched. Yawning, she let her feet take her out of the dorm,
down the stairs into the common room. No one was there, which was unusual. Someone
was always either passed out, or actually doing some sort of studying. Shaking her
head, she exited the common room, and out into the halls.
Looking around to make sure no one was around, she continued her walk. Letting
her eye lined azul eyes travel to painting from painting, her mind went to another
thought at the front of her brain. Sighing again, she pushed the door open, and
walked onto the grounds. She practically lived here. Being under the stars made
her feel better about life in general. She felt free to think about anything she
wanted too.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she let herself stop breathing. She really didn’t
need to breathe anyway, but it just made her feel more human. The only reason
she stopped was to listen to the silence surrounding her. It never happened, and
she loved when it did. Being such an outgoing person, she was hardly ever quiet
for more than a minute, but when she was with herself, she loved the quiet.
Dette knew she was late. Well, not late, per se. But not on time. Dette was never on
time, and everyone knew that. She knew that she should try to stop the bad habit,
but she couldn’t. It was just a part of her, and she knew it was never going to die,
no matter how less of a human she was after each passing day. Staring up at the moon,
she sighed, and smiled when her small sigh filled up the void of blackness around
her.
But the void was soon filled with the most familiar sounds Dette knew. The voices
of her siblings. The people she’d been with for all of her existence, and the people
she would always be with. Odette couldn’t help but smile and add another bounce
in her step as she neared the group. She could hear Olive’s floaty voice, followed
by William’s husky one. If one thing would never change about Odette, it
would be the love for her family.
”Sorry I’m late!” she said cheerfully, running over to stand next to Edward.
She smiled at him, and then smiled at the rest. She knew that she was the odd one
out. Olive and Edward and William had always been closer than Odette was
with any of them, and it bugged her a bit. She knew she couldn’t change it, but
sometimes she just felt left out. ”Shall we wait for Audri?” she asked casually,
bouncing on the balls of her feet.