Getting used to the rival house

Xemnas finally had time for himself. He was almost killed by another vampire and had been through so much drama at the hospital. Most of the drama was because of him, but hey at least he was healed. After soooo many days of sleeping in the common room he decided to finally wake up and start moving again. It was the afternoon but to Xemnas it had like an 11:00-10:00 feel to it. Xemnas had not eaten breakfast, but he did brush his teeth. He walked to the common room, and was immediatly disturbed by a loud noise. Well to him it was loud but the noise was actually the crackling of the fire. He was so used to the noise of silence that even a pindrop would disturb his worn out head. Xem was still drowsy, but he knew he should get up and walk around. He walked out of the common room disturbed by the noises of his foot steps.

As he was in the grand staircase the noises got even worse. The stepping of many children and the echoes of their laughter hurt his ear drums. He speed limped to the only place he knew would be quiet. The library.

Once he walked in now he heard was like 2 or 3 pages turning. Nothing too bad, this time Xemnas limped to the bookcase and picked out a book named "Night". He read the first few pages but immediatly fell back to sleep. All he knew was that it was about the halocaust but with the way he was feeling he knew he shouldn't have left the common room. Hell he shouldn't have left the hospital wing. Eventually the librarian yelled at him to wake him up and he did that immediatly."Man what am I doing here" Xemnas thought. He looked to the book and began to read again, he became slowly interested.

The Library was a bed of information just waiting to be explored. Although, with such an analogy it made Elijah wonder whether he could have Chase in amongst the shelves. Those thoughts were poisonous to Elijah's will-power and the thought of his beautiful redhead crying out for more as he dragged his hands and a mouth across his body was torturous. It nearly made him leave his post atop one of the bookshelves. He didn't know how he'd get into the Hufflepuff dungeons but Merlin knew he'd find away.

Elijah shifted uncomfortably and closed his book. He rose to his feet, catching his hands on the rafters, and looked out across the library. It was a wonder the librarian hadn't noticed him up there but no one really looked up that high. Elijah turned and lowered himself tentatively down onto the ladder. He cocked his feet either side of it and held onto the ladder loosely. Elijah slid down it and his feet hit the floor with a short, precise bang.

"Shhh!"

The librarian's hiss made more sound than Elijah did and it made him smile. He grinned at her and gave a flick of his hand in the direction of the book. It rose into the air and floated down towards him. Elijah plucked it out of the air and tucked it under his arm. He walked out from behind the bookshelf and wandered over to the tables where he saw a silver haired Gryffindor take a seat. Elijah sat down opposite him and frowned at the cover of the book.

Holocaust? What the the bloody hell was that?

"Um...excuse me...but, er, what is a Holocaust? Is it something to do with that Star Wars thing Muggles go on about or what?"

Xemnas who was digging deeper inside his book looked up at a man who questioned the book he was reading. At least, he looked like a man. He had a beard, was tall, and more.This might be a Hogwarts staff member. Or it could just be some really old seventh year Xemnas thought. He then looked lower to find the Slytherin ensigmia perfectly placed on his Hogwarts cloak. Yep it's a seventh year alright. He figured. He then looked back at the ensigmia and thought of hatred. That was the logo of the house Xemnas hated the most. Slytherin. Your all just a bunch of lost idiots with no sense in control. Well I'm being too hard, I should give him a chance. Xemnas thought again. He then looked back at the cloak and after all this time realized that these cloaks look ridiculous. It took his appearance in it to figure that out.

After awhile of totally judging this person's appearance he decided to respond."Star Wars ?, even I don't like that humongeous crap about robots. The Halocaust was this horrible time of evil that happen to certain muggles. Even weak wizards. No one really talks about the wizards though because there was hardly any. I'm Xemnas, and you?"Xemnas finally replied. He sticked out his hand but sort of clentched in because even the movement of a finger would have some sort of affect to Xemnas. He awaited for the "old" man to reply.

Elijah could feel the boy rake his eyes across him. In his own way, Elijah took the boy in but much more subtly. He was short, showed no signs of reaching puberty just yet, and appeared to be nothing more than a first year -- a second year at a stretch. It was amusing, really. He had pointed features and silver hair which was probably the product of a spell gone wrong. He wasn't at all bad looking for his age. Even if he was older or Eli was younger, Eli probably wouldn't have gone there. Elijah managed a smile as the boy began to explain what this Holocaust thing was. It didn't leave Elijah any further informed, though.

"Elijah Krum..." Elijah said after the boy finished. He extended his hand and watched as the rings on his fingers caught the rays of the sun that was beaming in through the windows. He smiled sheepishly and retracted his hand before threading his fingers through his hair. "So you're a Gryffindor, huh? How's that working out for you?"

To Xemnas, the shine of the sun was nothing more than a mere lamp veiled by a black coating. Everything seemed rather dark since it seemed just awhile ago he got out of bed. So any source of light was hardly visible, and because of Elijah's beard it was rather hard to even glance at his face. Xemnas had blanked out for a second but decided to speak again. When Elijah asked that question, Xemnas took it like he was asking because gryffindor is a dreadful common room. Ugh typical slytherin, always thinking their better than everyone else Xemnas thought. "Oh, pardon me. So far Gryffindor or quite frankly the school isn't going so well. I just reccently got into a terrible duel with another student. Who was actually trying to kill me, and I just found out I have sisters. So basically my whole world has turned upside down." Xemnas said and sighed. "But why would you care, your just a slytherin" Xemnas mumbled. Well he's got every right to think about himself more, he's a slytherin, he's gotta have problems. Alright now I'm just playing favortism, this guy hasn't done one bad thing to me and I'm already judging him poorly. I'm suprised he's even sitting here Xemnas thought. It was clear that the time with Samantha was having an effect on him.

The Gryffindor was weird, Elijah decided. With a sigh, he reached into the pocket of his robes and produced a packet of cigarettes followed shortly by a periwinkle lighter. Elijah shook the lighter and flipped the cap of the cigarette packet back. He took one out and placed it between his lips before throwing his thumb down on the lighter. The lighter fluid ignited and Elijah leaned forward, lighting the tip of his cigarette. He threw the lighter down on the table and inhaled. Elijah took the cigarette out from between his lips and let the smoke drift from his mouth and nose. He looked not unlike a dragon.

"I take it the duel was a draw then?" Elijah asked lazily, placing the cigarette between his lips once more. He as a fairly good dueller himself. The brunt of his torment was done using wands at Durmstrang. Quickly, Elijah had to learn how to get back at them. He knew a fair few spells -- thanks to the Durmstrang Library acting at his refuge; a refuge filled to the brim with books on Dark Magic. He'd dabbled, oh yes, he'd dabbled. He was quite good, not that he was prepared to tell anyone. "Otherwise, he would have succeeded. Who was it, may I enquire?"

Xemnas didn't show it but he was quite surprised once Elijah put the ciggerate in his mouth. I guess he gave up all of those childish hopes of trying to stay sober forever. Oh what am I talking about even I want to be sober for eternity. Xemnas thought. He coughed as the ciggerate filled the air with many toxins. It especially didn't help considering the injury he's going through. He basically just watched until the smoke cleared the air.

After awhile Xemnas answered. "Well I guess, but technically she was defeating me the whole time since she outnumbers me due to her age" Xemnas told him. Before he answered the next part of Eli's question he tried to take as much breath as he could in back of him. He was in the middle of a man smoking and the dust from those rotten books. He then focused back at him and slammed his fist on the table, obviously being pretty melodramatic. "It was Samantha. She was being hypnotized by someone. She seemed pretty powerful to me, but I bet you could mop the floor with her ass" Xemnas told him.

What was with all of the younglings and their aversion to smoke? Aurora had passed out -- over-dramatically may he had -- and now Xemnas was coughing up his lungs. It was all rather tragic. Elijah placed the cigarette back between his lips and inhale slowly. He then removed it and rounded his lips. He let the smoke escape his mouth and he watched as rings floated through the air.

"She?" Elijah quirked an eyebrow at the Gryffindor and smirked. "She?" He leaned forward, pointing the cigarette away from Xem so the smoke wouldn't float into his face as he pressed forward. "You got beaten up by a girl and an older one at that -- a hormonal one. What did you do to piss her off? Let's see your battle scars, then."

Elijah looked at the boy closely and chuckled. "Yes, it's called Avada Kedavra," with the regards to the way he would 'wipe the floor with her'.

When Eli said what did you do he actually thought about it for a second. I know he thinks I did something because I'm a stupid second year, but did I actually start this problem. I'll find out as I explain it. Xemnas thought trying to remember the story again. Before he tried to forget it, but since that old guy scared Xem he said it anyways. "Well here's what happened. I went to the owlery one day and found her there. Last time I saw her she was all happy and we were partying with Sophia and everything. Well when I went to visit her at the owlery she didn't even know who I was. I insisted that she knew me from the party and she threatened to kill me. That's when I knew something was up. Since when do hufflepuffs threaten to kill people, I immediatly figured she must've been mind controlled or something and tried to thwart it. First I tried giving her more memories, that didn't work and immediatly she started shooting spells at me. Cruccio was all that hurt me, then I just ran away, and on the way she battled someone else. Then I just ran to Sophia. Long.....Tiring....Traumatizing. But of course this wouldn't have hapeened if I was older."

Elijah sniffed in disbelief and shook his head at the Gryffindor. He leaned across the table and slapped him on the cheek, not that hard but he'd certainly feel it. The kid looked alright. He certainly didn't look like he'd endured the Cruciatus Curse. He’d live, Elijah decided, but really, it wasn’t his concern if the Gryffindor lived or died. Either way he didn’t care but evidently, Samantha seemed intent on the latter. Or did seem. He didn’t know what her current mental state was now and he didn’t care to find out lest he be hexed or taken by the Unforgivable. Elijah pursed his lips and waved the whole ordeal away, deciding to give the Gryffindor some compensation.

“No one walks away from the Cruciatus Curse, let alone run. She must not know how to cast the spell properly.”