Zeb's beach house

Zeb was sitting on his back porch staring at the white wall cliffs behind him. He loved the beaches in england they were so beautiful.

Darren apparated at the spot and accidently fell, dizzy. Standing up, he took in the surroundings. A beach?! Who the hell went to a beach in winter? The weather wasn't too cold so he had dressed accordingly. Thin, black blazer over a white T-shirt, black jeans. Frowning, he realized he probably might be at the wrong place, when he saw a house in the distance. He had been looking for Zeb, as he was bored, and he didn't think he had been too kind when he had kicked him out of his house. He wasn't really there to apoligize though, just visit. Walking towards the house, he absorbed the scenery, it was a great place, better than the middle of a forest where he lived.

Eventually he arrived at Zeb's house, wow this must of cost Zeb a fortune, and Darren wondered where Zeb had gotten the money from. he didn't know much about Zeb's family but they didn't seem like the rich folk. He knocked on the door, hoping Zeb would be there. If not, his detour would be for no reason, Darren hated wasting time. When there was no reply, he knocked again, impatiently this time.

Zeb was rocking out to his sirus radio when he heard the knock. Zeb got up *who could that be i havn't told anybody where i live. oh great its probly some minstry goone* Zeb thought as he opened up his back door. he was walking slower now not happy by the thought that some minsty goon was outside his house. Finally reaching the door he opened it, without looking at the person he said "what is it you people want now?" in a quite angry mood.

Darren watched the scenery as he waited impatiently for the door to open. He half jumped when he heard an angry voice behind him. He didn't quite get why Zeb was in such a bad mood, Darren had just arrived there, but he guessed it was because of earlier. He wasn't going to apoligize for that, if Zeb wanted to act like a three year old fine, it wasn't his fault Zeb had left. "Hi"he greeted, ignoring the attitude.

When was heard darren voice it didn't relive him that it wasn't a mintsry member, but it made him angryer that darren had the ordasty to show up at his house. "hello, the question still stands. What do you want?" zeb said pissd off

Darren raised his eyebrows, slightly confused when he saw relief on Zebs expression. He wasn't the least bit surprised when that evaporated into anger again. He wasn't about to apoligize though, Zeb could get as angry as he wanted. "Nothing, just stopping in to say hi, problem?" Darren asked in a calm voice.

"oh No Problem!! Just come in make yourself at home." wes said still fuming. he walked darren through to the back patio facing the with wall cliffs. Zeb took a deep breathe this place seeed to calm him

Darren stood his ground as he saw Zebwas fuming, his hand in his pocket gripped his wand, only if Zeb attacked. He wasn't scared of an ickle Puffer, but he knew Zeb's reputation as a good dueler. He smiled when Zeb let him in. Stepping in, he looked around the house, he expected it to be quite empty, this was a holiday home after all. But it wasn't. Turning, he raised an eyebrow. "How did you afford a place like this?" he asked not even bothering to sound polite about it.

"Oh i have my ways. Where is your vampiress today?" Zeb asked in regaurd to Ginevera. He hated that stupid stuck up prepy witch. He kne though tht darren obisouly wanted more than a cuasul realtionship with her i mean everyone could see that.

Darren frowned at Zeb, he hadn't given him a direct answer, which led him to expect he hadnt exactly got the house from noble reasons. "Did you kill the previous owners?"he asked seriously. He was confused on his question though? "Vampiress?"he repeated raising an eyebrow.