Look What You've Done

Zara was sick and tired of being at that jail they called a school. She had already spent seven years there, she wasn't sure why she had decided to go back. She had hated school. But today she was out of the school. It was the weekend, and she had made sure that there would be nobody coming to her room to ask her questions today, so she had taken the floo to Diagon Alley, and then headed out into the muggle world. A black jacket wrapped lightly around her shoulders, long slender boots going up her calves, and her hair teased up so that it surrounded her face in a beautiful curtain of glossy hair. She was bored, and her hands were in her pockets, her hand playing idly with her wand as she walked down the nearly deserted streets. It was getting dark out, and the Vampires would be out soon, and then she would have some fun, but until then, she was bored and merely wandering, her eyes peeled for a good bar to slip into for the night.

Andrian had just finished working and was very tired. But he didn't want to go home just yet, there was nothing to do at his place anymore not since Bell had left him. So he decided to take a walk down the street, near the park. Just for walk, so he could get his mind off Bell and try to buy him some time so he didn't have to waste his lonely days at home by himself and his dogs. He was so bored, he had nothing else to do. He wanted some excitement some adventure. Like he used to when he was young. But they all seem to dissapear. He was hoping something today, will happen out of no where and bring something exciting to happen.

Zara was about to head into a dark and crowded bar, when she saw someone walking down the street, looking rather dejected. The perfect candidate for her night time spree. Zara pretended to bend down to pick up something she had dropped and waited until he was close to look up at him and her eyes were large and watery looking. "Excuse me sir! Can you help me?" She asked almost tearfully. Her acting skills only increased during her time as a teacher, and she was putting them to good use. Her jacket started to slip off her shoulders, and even though it was freezing outside, she showed a tank top underneath, her bra straps visible and one of them sliding down her shoulder.

"My mother was supposed to meet me at this bar.. and I can't find her! I'm afraid something has happened to her! She's about five foot four.. dark hair, kind of like mine... dark eyes... slender but a bit muscular.. could you help me? Please sir... I don't know what could have happened to her!" She said tearfully, reaching forward to grab his shoulder, looking up at him with large eyes. "I would be forever in your debt sir.. please, please!" She gasped, taking hold of his wrist and pulling it to her chest, just above her heart, looking up at him unhappily.

Andrian could hear the people cheering happily at the bar next to him, but he ignored it. He didn't care for bar or dancing, it all seem like a waste of time to him. Andrian kept walking down the street, his hands dugged deeply into his pocket. Then all of a sudden he stopped in his position when he heard a girl asking him for his help. He looked at the distress girl, he could see she was lost. "Whats do you help with?" he asked her softly. He notice her jacket and bra strap seem to be sliding down her shoulders. He ignored it and looked at her for a moment, listening to waht she needed help with. He wore a black shirt with a picture on it, pair of blue jeans and shoes.

Andrian listened to her problem, how she lost her mother and everything. But he couldn't help but noticed how she was getting close and closer to him. He looked at her with worried eyes and tried to ignore her unexpecting contacts. "Ok, take a deep breath," said Andrian, trying to remain calm at the same time. "We'll find her, I just need you to calm down and tell me the last time you saw her so we can go from there," he continued. "It'll be fine," he tried to reassure her everything will be okay.

Zara took a deep breath like she was trying to steady herself and then said, her voice shaking. "I last saw her at her house.. she said she had something really important to tell me.. and I had to go to work.. so when I got home from work, she had left me a message, it had told me to meet her here! She told me it was really important! I was supposed to meet her here like, two hours ago.. except I got here early.. and well I got a bit drunk.." She said and leaned towards him again, exaggerating the fact that she was a bit tipsy (Even though she wasn't). "I came out to get some air.. and that's when I realized how long she's been missing for! I tried calling her place, but she won't answer! I'm so afraid something happened to her!" She said with a gasp, almost falling forward and clinging to his arm, small tears coursing down her face, which she had made by digging her nails into her palms HARD.

"Please.. will you please just.. come inside with me? Sit with me for a bit until she gets here? Please, I just need a friendly face.. those men in there won't stop staring at me.. I didn't think I'd be here this long.. but I just need a nice person.. please." She said looking up at him tearfully. "Please..." She whispered, and looked up at him, half batting her eyelashes, which were still wet, and a bit of her mascara had started to run from her tears. Her tank top was obviously much to lose around the top and it was like that for a purpose, but in her half drunken state, it appeared she wasn't thinking about the fact that she had some great cleavage on her at the moment, especially from his higher up angle.

Andrian watched the girl closely, waiting patiently till she settled down. Then as she spoke, he took his time to listen and gather as much information he could. The girl's story was quite a long story, so after she finished. Andrian looked away from her for a second, to consider what to say to her. "How long have you been here?" he asked her. "Maybe shes running late or something," he told her, shrugging his shoulders trying to find out any reason she hadn't shown up for her daugther. He wondered if this was a trap or not and if he should fall for the girl story although it sounded convincing that she ahd lost her mother. To his dismay he felt the girl coming closer to him and closer to him. He could feel her head resting on his arm, seeking comfort from his arm. Andrian frowned, slightly when he saw tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't cry, its okay. We'll find her," he flash a cute, devilish grin at her. "Trust me," he added afterwards, wiping the tears away from her cheeks

Please... will you just.. come inside with me? Sit with me until she gets here? Please I need a friendly face... all these men won't stop staring at me.. The girl said to him. Andrian looked at her carefully and then looked at the bar behind him then he looked back at her. "Alright, i'll come with you," nodded Andrian looking at the girl with a smile. "Got nothing else to do anyway," he chuckled, softly. "Lead the way," he told her, turning to his side and taking a step backwards so she could lead the way. As he stepped backwards he noticed some great cleavage on her showing through her half-slipped off clothes. He looked away from it for a second and gulped trying to push the thought of it away from his head while he waited patiently for her to walk

Zara watched this man carefully, her breathing showing that she was still completely thrown off by her mothers disappearance act. On the inside however, she was gauging his reactions. His eyes had slid down to her cleavage more then once, and she always took that as a good sign. She wasn't really in the killing mood tonight, so she'd just have her way with him and leave him with the guilt. So when he asked how long she had been there, Zara bit her lower lip. "Well like I said.. I got here a bit early.. and got a few to many drinks in my system.. but she was supposed to be here two hours ago.." She whimpered, tugging on his shirt, her eyes wild, as they slowly looked up and down his muscular arms.

"I could really use the company though." She said lightly, and then smiled slightly, when he wiped away her tears, her cheek pushing into his hand in an obviously drunken way. Her eyes closing as she moved a bit closer to him, her hair falling across his arm. She nodded carefully and took his hand, pulling him into the bar she had been about to enter, when she had seen this man. Her fingers clutched his arm as she pulled him into the bar and quickly found a seat that looked as though someone had been there before, and was just getting cleaned up. "A beer please.. do you want anything?" She asked softly, her eyes finding the man she had drug into the bar. "I'm sorry.." She said and leaned towards him slightly, her eyes crosseyed a tiny bit, her words a tiny bit slurred. "I don't know your name yet.. I'm so rude." She whispered and smiled at him. "I'm Cindy..." She said softly, her eyes falling on a bag label and she quickly looked back at him, before sitting down in a chair and crossing her legs carefully.

OC: I couldn't help but noticed how this thread almost sounds like a kid lost in a super market xD!!!


Andrian couldn't help but find himself looking at her cleavage for a second time and looking away once again. His eyes widen a bit, she had some nice cleavage. Andrian didn't want to or couldn't take advantage of this afflicted girl, especially not in her state right now. So he took a deep breath and discreetedly tried to move his member so to wasn't visable. "Okay.. calm down. I'll help you find her," he said to her calmly. "And you said tha last time you saw her was at your place, right?" he asked her. He tried to help her by making her trace her way back to where she last saw her. He couldn't help but notice the impression on her face as she stared at his arm. He knew he had impressed her.


"Okay, I'll be your company tonight," said Andrian, smiling softly as he wiped the tears from the girl's cheek. He wiped the last of her tears and as he did this felt the girl face slipping through his hands. Her hair falling down his hands. She was so close to him, he swear he could feel her breathing onto his face. His heart raced against his chest, he wasn't expecting her to be so close to him. Andrian didn't ask her about her unexpecting intimacy and allowed her to take his hand and guide him into the bar behind them. Andrian couldn't help but wander if this was just a trap, a trap to get into his pants tonight; but who was he to say that. He could be his mind trying to find a reason to get into her pants as well. He followed her closely behind her, he could feel her soft, velvety fingers clutching around his arms as she dragged him into the bar. "I'll have one beer too, please," he smiled, holding his index finger up and sat down next to her. "I'm Andrian," he told her, holding an outstretch hands in front of her. "I love that name," he told 'Clare'.

He was definitely interested in her, Zara could tell by the slight bulge, and it made her want to giggle with glee at his reactions. Just a little more and he'd be insane not to want to get her upstairs, and it seemed he already did if she guessed correctly. But of course, she would have to get him nice and drunk before she could pull a move on him. He said his named was Andrian... an odd name... she had heard the name before, but had never had the... pleasure of running into the actual man by the name of Andrian Potter. Though this man couldn't hold a candle to the wizard, seeing as he was only a muggle, and just wanted to get something special tonight.

Zara smiled at him gratefully and watched as he ordered a beer. "Thank you.. it was actually my aunts name... well until she died in a car accident." She said softly, her eyes lowering to the table, before looking back up at him. "Oh... I hope my mother will be here soon! I don't want to keep you from what you were doing!" She said her eyes flying back to him, her lips slightly parted, as she leaned forward, giving him an 'unintentional' show of her amazing cleavage once again. But almost instantly she cut off his view by placing her hand on his thigh, her fingers close, but not close enough to make it seem like she was obviously trying to seduce her, more of a playful, 'she's drunk she probably just misplaced her fingers' type of touch.

"You are so kind... to sit with me... I really don't mean to be a bother.. if there was any way I could repay you.. you just say the word! I know.. I'll buy you your drinks for the night okay?" She asked softly, her eyes wide as she raised her hand and ordered two more beers for them both, knowing she could handle it, seeing as she wasn't actually drunk, and in fact hadn't had anything to drink at all. Her hand had slid from his thigh, completely unnoticed by her, and she was absentmindedly toying with her hair, her eyes glued to the door, as though her mother would walk in soon.