Silence breaks us, Silence unites us

It was a misty , cold snowy noon in the middle of december. Holidays were approaching, everything was full of decorated trees, ornaments, shiny tapes, crowded with shoppers both muggle and wizzard ones though there was no muggles anywhere near Hogsmeade, Noise and racket were common followers even in Hogsmeade where some wizzards were rushing through the stores or to taverns to sit and have a drink. In general, Mari loved Christmas more then anything, but she was in particulary bad mood today and people chattering and tapping their feet on the ground were only making it worse.

How did her feet drag here here? Did she fall asleep on the table in the Hog's head while taking a second cup of firewhiskey? This place did not look real in any way, she concluded it was a very vivid dream to follow. Meadows, trees, plants, big pensieve, how did she ever get here? She walked around observing this peculiar place. Maybe she would see Santa soon or maybe she will wake up laughing to her silliness. One moment it was not there, but then a dog appeared out of nowhere. She petted him while looking around it was deserted as far as she could see. "Anyone in here?" she called out feeling dumb. Was it another trap made by the death eaters? No this place could not be their doing so she started to wonder how was she going to get out? She remembered not where the door were.

To Whight, the place had the potential to intoxicate him. He only remembered going there once as a child and today he was seeking to reenforce some of his old memories. He walked, talking the steps of his past only stopping momentarily to write a note or two in his journal. He took a deep breath to fully ingest everything around him.

A dog suddenly sprinted past him only causing Whight slight confusion. By the looks of things he thought he was alone, but apparently not. It almost aggravated him that he had been so careless. Then he heard a voice that reassured him he was not alone at all. He would have been alarmed had the voice not seemed so innocent. He ventured toward the sound placing his journal within his inner jacket pocket and putting a hand closer to his wand.

He carefully took each step making no sound whatsoever staying ever alert. He crept around the corner to find a young woman petting the dog he had seen moments ago. "Are you alright?" he questioned.

Mariana looked around not sure where she was, but not feeling rather concerned about it either. Someone walked she could hear the footsteps and for a second she felt alarmed, but forgot about it once the man came toward her. He looked fairly decent and not at all like from this world. This garden was magnificent and hard to believe it true at the same time.

She observed the man who just appeared literally out of nowehere, "I am alright where are we anyway? What is this place? Is it one of my vivid dreams again? Are you a part of it?" she finally asked so quickly that she even amazed herself. It certainly looked like one of those mythical places she dreamt to see once, but she was now focused on the other thing or a person anyway, she needed answers and he seemed like the only person for them.

Whight was confused by her inquiry. He continued to walk toward her keeping a hand near his wand. This better not be some childish prank or worse, a trap, he thought as he examined his surroundings. "How do you not know where you are?" he asked softly. "The place can be a bit intoxicating, but I hardly see the ability to lose yourself like this when you clearly had to get here in some fashion." His words were not harsh, but calming to the best of Whight's ability. He was simply trying to figure out what was going on with her before he would lend a helping hand.

He looked down at the dog. He was never one for animals, he thought they were a nuisance. He almost hoped the thing would leave but he was unsure of it's relationship with the girl. "Do you remember how you got here?" he asked hoping to show some compassion toward her confusion before deciding to help.

Mariana almost momentarly had a dumbstruck expression. Answering to a question with another question was making her confusion even bigger. "I most certainly never saw this place before or anything simmilar for that matter." she replied wondering how weird would that sound for someone who was already roaming in here. For one, it would look like someone was kidding.

The dog saw something and ran towards the meadow dissappearing from sights in a period of a few seconds, "All i remember is i was trying to get away from the noise so i walked down some road and went through a door or a to gate i can't seem to remember clearly how did I get inside here. It's like i roamed inside of my dreams." she said hoping that her words did make some kind of sense, to herself they didn't. "I am not sure where here is actually." she added gazing off to her surroundings once more, but it still made no sense whatsoever.

Whight let this thoughts and body language ease as he began to realize she served him no threat, one that he could see anyway; he didn't let his edge completely dissolve though. He watched the animal's attention shift to something in the distance and run off. The dog apparently had no relations with her, thankfully. He looked around once more.

"You're in the Hogsmeade Garden," he started. "I haven't been here since I was a boy so I don't know all it's ins and outs. I only know how to venture back from where I came. If you need, I can help you retrace my steps to an exit or we could continue a walk going deeper into the garden. Your choice, either way will be of no bother to me," he said with an inviting smile.

Lately Whght had stepped out of his usual self, he sill looked different than his normal self. He had began seeking the company of others when he had momentarily discontinued his studies. He almost hoped she would like to join him on a walk. The history books gave him still help substantial interest to him, but he now found it interesting to seek what he could learn from anyone he had come into contact with. This spark had all started after his run in with Silvyr Svan.

Mariana watched around with a mixture of confusion and awe. This strange accident might have lead her to the best discovery of her life. She liked to roam around though it was not usually anything terribly safe or peaceful, but still she felt no fear of the unknown. Her eyes went from the wonderous garden to her unsuspected companion waiting for his reply to clarify everything that confused her.

"Hogsmeade garden.." repeated Mariana trying to remember if she ever read anything about some strange garden, but nothing occured to her. Nor at Hogwarts nor at Mexico though it reminded her of an enchanted garden she read as a little girl. She chased away the thought trying to remember this was not a fairytale. "Curious i never heard of anything simmilar. Well i'll take your tour offer, it's not everyday i have the opportunity to see something so magnificant and besides i am in no hurry." she added returning her attention to her savior or tourguide she wasn't sure where to place him. Her eyes were nothing but curious and eager for knowledge as always.

"Then shall we?" he asked with a gesture of his hand. He had fully relaxed himself by this point and had reentered the stride of his own confidence while never really looking at the one by his side much more. He was busy studying his surrounding. Even though the weather would not allow it, the garden seemed to defy seasonal logic, The garden was blooming with plant life while small insect and little creatures of unknown kind flew above their heads. Flowers looked as if they had been poured everywhere, it was almost impossible not to step on any of them.

Whight took a quick glace at his company to see if she was still in awe with her surroundings. "So tell me a little bit about yourself if you don't mind. I figured since we may be walking together for a little while it would be nice to at least know who I'm walking with," he said, being as polite as he possibly could. He knew this forced her to give a name first and that was his intentions. He wanted to be sure her name did not represent any danger to him.

Their walk had quickly led them to the bank of a small creek. Whight wanted to know where it led so he adjusted their path as needed.

Mariana turned her head to face forward and watch where she is going. More she looked at it, more the garden seemed magical or even closest thing to impossible. "Yes... Its a truly wonderous place. I've never seen anything like it." she replied Mari adding the last constatation for herself.

His last question seemed very logical though she considered very hard whether to reveal her name or not yet. She remembered her last encounter with a stranger and it was the worst mistake of her life that led her to being under imperius curse for a few days. "Does my name really matter?" she asked hoping that she did not have attirude of someone who would be able to scare the other.

Whight did not want to sound rude but he wanted to say the first thing that came to his mind; and he did, "Well, considering I didn't ask you for your name I guess it doesn't matter. I'm not trying to creep into the world of your dark secrets at all, just simple, honest smalltalk is all. But if you wish to continue our journey in silence that is completely fine with me, no harm done and no offense taken."

Whight knew she was being guarded and she had every right to be towards a complete stranger, he would be the same way toward most but this girl seemed to pose no threat and if she did she made no notion as to such. Whight never fully let his guard down around anyone but the professor, so if she did begin to pose a threat he would not be totally off his guard.

"In any case, my name is Whight and since you seem so defensive I feel it necessary to tell you that you have nothing to worry about while in my company," he said with a light smile still never looking at her to see her reactions to his words. He still wondered why this girl had no knowledge of where she was. He had hoped by getting her to talk a little more she could clear her mind and her memories would stop failing her.