Purfume, Lies, and Other Stinky Things

Let's do this! The words lingered for a second in the air, giving it a sort of electricity as if in anticipation of what was coming. Mira couldn't stop laughing at the absurdity of the situation. But she also couldn't remember the last time she was so happy around a non-Elijah someone. Maybe even including Elijah. At least this meeting did not have a web of tangled lies, betrayals, and passion with it. When you slept with someone things got a lot more complicated. One thing was certain, Mira had a new favorite friend. Sorry, Thena Mira thought gleefully. If Athena knew what she was up to now she would probably spaz. Not just jumping off bridges, but jumping off bridges with a Hufflepuff. That idea lit Mira up with happiness. She was really going to do this. And while she was already on a downward spiral.. 

"I think I'll buy one too.. Never know when you will need it" Mira said grabbing her own pink bottle and heading up to the counter right after Miseria. Handing it over to the witch behind the counter she dropped the right number of coins on the counter. Considering Miserias question for a second the replied "Tower Bridge is pretty close and if we go to the top pretty high. Or at least a start" Maybe there would be more bridge jumping. Together. The idea made her smile even wider than she already was. Mira still couldn't believe she had agreed to do this - or rather suggested it. It was completely insane. "Should we apperate?" she asked, figuring it would be quicker than walking. Although it would be fun to walk and talk across London Mira was worried if she gave herself enough time she would back out. And backing out would be even worse for her health than jumping off a bridge.

She was surprised to see that Mira also bought herself the potion. “I thought you don’t have any love problems,“ Miseria said. Neither did she, but the warmth that came from that little bottle made her feel good. Better than she already was. She was quite positive that it was one of the potions effects on humans. If it would be black or brown, people would hardly buy it.
She was also surprised that a Slytherin was going to hang out with her. A pureblood one. Miseria was also pureblood, and Lupin now, and she had friends from Slytherin house, but they never wanted to have fun with a huffie. That was humiliating for them. Or at least that what Miseria thought. Of course there were some exceptions. Like Mira right now.

When Mira mentioned the Tower Bridge, Miseria’s eyes widened and they went ’sparkly’. She looked at her comrade, smile glued on her face. “Tower Bridge it is!“ she agreed with her. Interesting – how many people would try and stop them? And how will their faces look like when both of the girls disappear before reaching the water? Oh God! She had never thought that she’d go That far in her life! “Yes, that sounds good.“ Better than walking.
Miseria wasn’t the re-considering type of person. If she thought of something, she was up to it, no matter what cost! “See you there or you want to apperate together?“ she raised her eyebrows. She never liked this way of moving around. When she apperated for the first time, she’d almost puked all of her guts out. Strange for a person who Loves roller coaster. But other than that, she was perfectly fine, and she was able to end up in a right place.

Mira shrugged off Miserias comment on her not having love problems. She had bought it just because she had always wanted to see what the effects would look like, but refrained from saying so. She didn't know if the Hufflepuff would consider that as mean and therefore not be willing to hang out with her anymore. And even though it had only been a few minutes, Mira knew she would be upset if she lost her newest friend. This girl was obviously special. Anyone who could get Mira Anderson to jump off a bridge had to have something going for them. "Together" she said firmly. They were doing this together from beginning to end. "I'll do it". Mira was pretty skilled with apperation for her age. It had been un-naturally easy for her to clear her head and focus specifically on the place she wanted. While the ride still made her feel nauseous and rumpled, she was able to at least appear as if it didn't bother her. And appearances were everything. 

Mira slid the little bottle into her jeans pocket and then extended her hand to Miseria. Like most of her body it was petite, porcelain toned, and very beautiful. For a long time Mira had felt self conscious that she looked different from other girls but in time she had realized that she was way more beautiful than any of them. She had often been compared to an angel and at school dances half the boys turned in her direction when she entered the room. But sometimes Mira wondered if she wasn't so pretty if her parents would give her more choice in who she was to marry. No, it was a dumb thought, she would be assigned to a husband even if she looked like a hag. And she was probably still be assigned to Elijah. The only difference would be he wouldn't be hers right now. And if her beauty kept the boy it was worth it. Not to mention the billion other benefits. The least of which was the affections of her mother. 

Would Alice have been this beautiful?

Mira pressed her hand into Miserias, not waiting for her. The two were sucked into what felt like a pitch black tube. And as they arrived on the very top of Tower Bridge, Mira was relieved to find it had served both purposes - bringing them to their destination and shunning the thought of Alice from her mind. For once her sister wasn't going to butt in from beyond the grave and ruin Miras moment happiness. Mira looked over at Miseria, trying to ignore the twisting in her stomach, and smiled widely. The wind whipped through her hair from so high up and when she looked at the wavy water below she couldn't help but feel the nerves and adrenaline kick in. This sure was living life to the fullest. "IS THIS EXTREME ENOUGH FOR YOU, M?" She screamed over the howl of the wind. But over the annoying racket you could somehow still hear her laughter.

The word Together made Miseria feel little bit better. She wasn’t going to apperate alone, however, she was feeling already sick. The thought of appearing somewhere (using only magic), made her insides ’jump’. It was almost like ’butterflies’ feeling, only much worse.
Apperating would be much more easier if Miseria wouldn’t panic. She knew about the situation, she also knew how to make herself feel better, and she’d done things that were much worse, and she had even fought for her own life, but no matter how much she was trying to encourage herself to apperate, she always felt faint. It was funny, yet serious at the same time.
She closed her eys, and held her breathe before Mira even grabbed her hand. This went faster than she thought. Perhaps it was because the girl next to her was perfect at it? Apperation prodigy? Maybe. When she felt the solid ground under her feet, she finally looked around, holding hand right infront of her mouth. She was feeling sick, really sick. Holding it back wouldn’t do any good, but she didn’t want to throw up at the top of the bridge.

Then she looked down. Smile appeared on her face, and her eyes were shining because of the adrenaline what was rushing trough her veins now.
Promise you will never tell Dakota or Khaat...
I Promise!
With a wide smile she looked at her ’crazy’ comrade. She was ready to do it, no matter what will happen next, she was Ready! “WE’LL SEE!“ she cried out loudly so that the girl would hear her. “HOW ARE WE GOING TO SAVE OURSELVES? WITH THE SPELLS OR WE’LL APPARATE AGAIN?“ It would be funnier if they’d apparate. For those who don’t know about magic, it would be mysterious.

Oh yeah. That problem. Mira hadn't given much thought to the whole 'how are we going to stop when we are plummeting to our deaths' part. Apperation made the most sense as it would be the easiest escape from the crime scene. No muggles asking questions about how the two girls survived their suicide jump. And at least that way there was a possibility of no one knowing it was them. If they could do this and avoid trouble they could do anything. But somehow Mira had an inkling that when she was falling through the air at who-knows-how-fast it would be a lot harder to clear her mind and successfully apperate. She had a feeling the two would, for a lack of a better word, splat. Magic was a good option. There was this spell that stopped you a few feel from the ground and then slowly dropped you. That would be as good as they were going to get.

"YOU DON'T MIND GETTING WET DO YOU?" she called over the wind. Swimming in the Thames was not going to be very.. Clean.. But they could always take a shower after. An unwanted image of the two of them naked in a shower together appeared. Apart of course she scolded herself and her imagination. But this was no time was planning for the future. This was a NOW moment. If it didn't happen now a bunch of muggle policemen would swarm the tower to prevent a suicide. That would be a hard one to talk he way out of. For some reason blaming it on her parents fighting making her rebel wouldn't cut it. 

Thank God she had a wand with her. Without it, she’d be a dead man. ’Girl. While falling down, she wouldn’t have any time to clear her mind, and give her best try to apparate somewhere safe. She looked at the river. Miseria never loved water. Although she got over her fear of it, she wasn’t the greatest swimmer, and there was a possibility that in the process of getting on the shore, she’d drown or lose too much energy.
“ALRIGHT!“ She took a deep breathe, trying to sound more confident. Although she went clive diving, the shore was near, and she didn’t have to do much swimming. “THE SPELL IS ARESTO MOMENTUM! IT WILL DROP THE SPEED, AND WE WILL... LAND SAFELY!“ Her heart was racing. Miseria took her wand from her pocket, and looked at Mira again.
“HOPE YOU’RE READY, BECAUSE I AM!“ she screamed over the wind. No matter how hard she tried, Miseria’s brown eyes back down. She wasn’t afraid of the hihgts. In fact, she actually Loved it, and she enjoyed flying with her broom as high as possible, but the water made everything little bit more different. The river wasn’t the cleanest, and she’d definately need more than one bottle of shampoo to wash everything off of her. But it was worth it.

“NO! LET’S DO THIS!“ she cried out loudly, and grabbed Mira’s hand. Hopefully she’ll be able to pull out her wand in the process. Her eyes were sparkling, and she was Ready! Pure suicide mission! “GERONIMO!“ she screamed and then jumped, dragging Mira with her.

Mira stared at the water below. It suddenly looked like a much bigger drop. All of her muscles were tensed to prevent a premature plummet and she barely heard Miserias words. No, she wasn't ready. But ready or not the tug of her arm sent the boldie tumbling over the edge and towards the water. There was no time to think on the way down and the only thought cursing through her brain went along the lines of "Ahhhhhh!" Mira expressed those thoughts of panic pretty well through her word of choice "FUUUUUUUUUUUU-" the whole way down. And even though she never completed the swear Vivian still would have been angry with her foul mouth  But some situations just demand it. And just like that they were at the bottom. The high wind on the way down stopped and a Mira felt like she had been punched in the gut with the sudden stop. Her body couldn't decide on whether to hold it's breath or hyperventilate, causing her whole body to shake. Through shaking lips she managed to get out -

"Yeah, that was f-cking extreme enough"

Before the pair were dropped into the water. Mira flailed slightly in order to break the surface of the water. Running her shaky hands through her hair as her let's kicked to keep her floating Mira started blabbering to no one in particular. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Oh my god! That was completely insane. You're completely insane. IM completely insane. God. Wow. Okay. I'm okay. THAT WAS INSANE. So crazy. Oh my god!" And then she giggled, then laughed. And suddenly Mira was cracking up in the middle of the Thames, soaking wet in disgusting water, having just jumped from a bridge with a total stranger. And the really odd thing was she had never felt better. 

Miseria couldn’t stop but just laugh when falling down. The river came closer with every second. Mira’s coise of words was extremely funny. But the word f*ck was probably the best way to describe the fear, and surprise at the same time.
From the corner of her eye she saw muggles who were looking at them, pointing with their fingers. But then they ’disappeared’ and she looked at the river again. She would give anything right now for the pair of good wings.
She pulled her wand before her, and cried out the spell. Suddenly she stopped falling fast, but before she could take a breathe, she fell into the river. Now it was time to panic.

She broke out of the water, and laughed loudly:“WE MADE IT!“ she screamed happily. “We made it!“ she repeated more to herself, looking now around. The shore was far away. Actually she didn’t give a damn if the water wasn’t the cleanest. They DID it, that’s what matters the most. THEY ACTUALLY DID IT! Who would believe them if they’d speak about it at school?
But then there was another problem. They were in the water, and the ships were passing by. “Okay, where to now?“ she grinned, looking now back at Mira. Maybe she got any ideas besides swimming back on the shore. Of course they could appearate again, but in her opinion, swimming, and doing something more extremely stupid would be lot of funnier.