And you are?

"Oh, thanks, I guess. I-" Spill it. Now or never. "I was at a raid the other day. That's why I look bad. I've been out of it. I just.. It's not that I'm doubting, but I mean.. I never really killed anyone before." He frowned.

"I like to read to. It's usually stuff on the Dark Arts, but I read." His upper lip twitched in attempt to smile. "I thought, if you had taken Divination you would have known me. I actually failed it. I kind of made a fool of myself. I was made fun of the whole time." He looked at Darien searching his face for any signs of wanting to leave.

"Am I boring you?" He sipped some Firewhiskey. "I, it's just, we're talking quite a bit about me. What's something interesting about you that I don't know?"

Darien smiled a bit. "So you killed someone and now you're sad about that." Darien looked at him with his sparkly eyes. "That means, that you're not that bad, as others. You should be happy, that you have emotions, though I'm sad, that you had to do something like that."

"Reading is good.." Darien listened to Lucifer and sighed slightly. "I'm sorry. That you failed.. and they were stupid enough to make fun of you." Darien really was. If he had been there... he guessed, that he would had stood up for him. He was like that.

"No, you're not boring me at all." Dar now took a bite from his salad. Delicious! "I don't know... I'm not as interesting as you are."

"See that's the problem. I acknowledge the fact that I did something like that, but I'm not that sad about it. They deserved it. They were muggles. They're no use to us!" Lucifer clenched his wrists. Deep breaths. Darien looked at him with those puppy dog eyes and it made Lucifer want to forget.

"You're eyes.. They're really pretty. Sounds a bit weird now that I said it." Lucifer laughed. "Yeah, I guess. It's not like they ruined my entire school year. It was alright."

Darien told Lucifer that he wasn't boring him. "That's good. I wouldn't want our first date to be ruined, no would I?" He watched as Darien took a bite of his salad. Followed with, "I don't know... I'm not as interesting as you are."

"I doubt that. What do you do? Do you have a job? Hobbies? Other than reading I guess." Lucifer intended to learn more about Darien. He felt like he could be different around Darien. It was a foreign feeling.

Darien smiled again. "How do you know, that I'm not a muggleborn and offended by that?" he said, raising his eyebrow. Well, he wasn't, but still. Lucifer didn't know and maybe just scared him off.

"Thank you.." Darien smiled softly, when he complimented his eyes. "You have pretty eyes, too." He liked Lucifer. He seemed to be nice. Although he was a murderer and what ever. Darien liked him.

When Lucifer started asking questions, Darien laughed. "I currently don't have a job, I just moved here. In fact, I stay in here, too, because I haven't had time to look around for a place and a job.. and hobbies... well, I like drawing... and I really like to travel."

Sh*t, he didn't think about that. "I would say something like you don't look like a muggleborn, but that wouldn't work.." He took a sip of his FireWhiskey which was losing it's warmth.

"Thanks. I don't think so, I mean.. They're just brown. Plain brown." He smiled. He really liked Darien. He couldn't really say that Darien liked him, because he didn't know.

"Oh, that's cool. Traveling. Any place you've wanted to visit?" He asked. "Somewhere not far, and we can make it a second date." Why are you even saying this? Lucifer fidgeted in his seat, not wanting to be rejected.

"Yeah, that wouldn't work... but I'm pureblood, so you don't have to worry about that." Yeah, he had really pure blood, and he was proud of it, but not in the way most of the Slytherins were. He liked some muggles, too.

"Brown is beautiful, too," Darien shrugged. "I find my eyes too bright." Darien laughed slightly and took another sip from his tea.

"I want to visit many places... but for a second date I can't say I have any ideas, sadly. But if you offer something, I'd be more than happy to go on a second date with you.." He did like Lucifer. He seemed nice, despite this Death Eater thing and all.

"Oh, good. Pureblood. That's good." Lucifer was glad that Darien was pureblood. Well, he's been with halfbloods before. He really only had problems with muggles and muggleborns.

"Thanks, but yours are better." Lucifer looked Darien in the eyes without breaking eye contact.

"I don't know. What ever you want to do, Darien. I don't mind. I hope this isn't a bit fast, but as long as you're with me I don't mind where we go." He smiled. Oh, god. I'm turning soft.

"I can pay for this," Lucifer swung his arms to point the table. "And we can go somewhere?"

"Guessed so, yeah.." Slytherins had this thing. If you're not pureblood, you're not worth anything and... well. At least Darien wasn't lying, but he really was pureblood.

Darien held his gaze in Lucifers eyes and smiled again. "I'm okay with anything, really..." Dar emptied his tea cup and his salad was eaten, too. "When do you want this second.. date..?" he asked then. Darien did had some plans of his own. He needed to look for an apartment and a job.

At least I won't get shunned or anything. Good thing for purebloods.

Lucifer smiled. "Anytime. Well, whenever your free."

He waved the waitress over and handed her some galleons. "This should pay for that." She smiled, took the money and walked away.

"I can finish my drink and we could go now? If you can, that is." Lucifer still had a whole day and he kind of wanted to go somewhere with Darien. Darien was the complete opposite, and he liked that. He wouldn't exactly tell Darien that. Darien probably thinks he's all cold-hearted and mean. That wouldn't go down well if he told Darien that.

"I'm free... next week..." Darien smiled slightly and looked out of the window. It was nice outside.

"Oh, yes, we can go, sure.." Darien had finished all his things, but not firewhiskey, because he didn't want to get drunk, and the waitress already took that with her, to take away used plates and stuff. "Where do you want to go?" Darien had no idea, where he'd want to go, but he was okay with anything.