My Compartment (Christy only)

"Sure, I guess!" Varod replied, knowing no German at all. "Do you enjoy being with me?" he asked her suddenly.

"Yes I do enjoy being with you." she replied, "Why would you ask that?" she asked curiously, "I mean I've just met you but I like you a lot obviously...I mean look at what we just did."

"Yeah, I just...wanted to make sure..." Varod muttered. "Sorry..."
Bad idea, told ya so told ya so, the cruel voice chanted but Varod ignored it.

"What are you sorry for?" she asked curiously. "I enjoyed it. I just don't need my whole family knowing about it." She looked at him curiously wandering why he was starting to mutter now.

Godric knocked on the door to his cousin's compartment. He had been studying a lot lately and decided that he should stop ignoring her. Besides she still didn't know that his mother had told him the truth about his father. He needed to talk to her right away any way. "Christy?" He called from the hallway, "It's Godric. I know I wasn't supposed to be on the bus but I came home early enough to catch it. We need to talk." As he was saying this he walked in to see his cousin. He saw another boy in the compartment. "Was ist das?!" he exclimed in German. "Wer ist dieser kerl? Onkel wird von diesem!"

Christy practically jumped out of Varod's lap. "Nein!" She exclaimed her eyes wide with fear. "Nicht sagen, Papa. Er ist irgendwie mein Freund Ich denke. Neben dieser war der einzige andere Fach links." She hurriedly explained. She quickly changed into english though so Varod could understand her. "Delk please don't tell father. Nothing happened." she said lying though you couldn't tell.

((OOC: What Christy said was: No, please don't tell daddy. he's my boyfriend I think. This was the only other compartment left.))

"Uh...." Varod said, trying to figure things out. Clearly they were family, but....
"Hi, uh, I'm Varod, who are you?"
If she told him what I think either I'm screwed or in the clear, he thought.

Chritsy was biting her lip and looking nervously between the two when she saw Varod introduce himself, "Um, This is my cousin. Godric Whittle." she said having not known about his Malfoy heritage.

"Actuly that was what i needed to talk to you about." he said with his eyes pinned on the boy. "I'm Godric Delk Malfoy." his blue eyes were almost shining with anger. "And you think I'm stupid Chrstibella? His Muggle cloths are on the floor, The seat is still enlongated due to a spell, your hair is a mess, not to mention the look of sheer terror in your eyes the moment I walked in." He looked at her more intensley, "And your skin is still flushed." he pointed out to her with an evil grin. "I won't tell uncle, unless you piss me off, and one thing that will piss me off is seeing him again." With that he turned on his heel and strode away.