At the Slytherin Table

"no but since Sterling is a friend i do have the right to save him from making a mistake especialy what you did to him the other day" he said.

Sterling felt himself get goosebumps as she said her name. It was a beautiful name. "How haven't I seen you anywhere before?" he asked, gasping the words breathlessly. Nerezza was taking him, drawing him inward. He wanted so badly to lean in and kiss her, but he restrained with ever ounce of willpower he had. With strength it should have taken to lift a thousand pound weight, he was merely slowing down the process of his face moving forward. Stop it! he told himself.

Then she looked away from him, loosing her grip. He scooted away gratefully. But it was a temporary distraction... she was on him again. No! he screamed to himself.

ne'os aimed his wand at sterling "im going to help you fight her, imperio" he said trying to help him regain control.

Sterling felt all thoughts driven from his mind. Nerezza's face slid out of his view, it didn't matter anymore. All that mattered now was the absolute blissful relaxation he was now in. He felt a stupid grin cross his lips. He was ready to do whatever he needed to.

ne'os kept his wand aimed at Sterling "now i need you to stand up and walk back to your table" he said.

Ami was hungry, looking around the great hall she noticed there were a lot of people around. She walked to the Slytherin table and noticed there was a Ravenclaw boy at the table. Rolling her eyes she sat down.

Ne'os laughed loudly as she had said this knowing he could win a fight against her anyday.

Sterling awoke from his trance. He made his way back to the Ravenclaw table in a daze. What had just happened? He couldn't even remember.

Allana walked in, extremely late she knew, she didn't care. Dressed in a black dress, and black high heels she walked in people stopping to stare. Her eyes were set forward, the click of her heels across the floor. Where she went conversations stopped to watch her before starting back up again. She sat down at the table without a word. She didn't eat any of the food either, just sat there. She smirked slightly as she watched some Ravenclaw boy get impurised by a boy back to his table. Crossing her lips she set her mouth into a line and leaned back against the table, her legs crossed.

Feasts were probably the most boring thing about school. And she thought EVERYTHING was boring about school. Not paying attention to the boy and girl bickering next to her she pulled out her wand and hit it against her hand silently watching people walk around her. She wouldn't stoop so low as to get enjoyment out of bewitching someone. That was for people who were to cowardly to fight someone who actually stood a chance against them. Like those two Slytherin's the entire castle had been talking about. Glaring at anyone who passed her she was soon left alone. She continued to tap her wand on her hand, and sit leaned against the table, her face emotionless, her body relaxed and bored looking.