Meeting old folks. [Alice]

Miseria shaked her shoulders as if the cold would make her do the same. Being without a style... Miseria couldn't imagine it now. She has gone too far with all this darkness thing but she liked it this way. No one didn't get her and that was good.
"Man, you're boring this way!" she said in a disapointed voice. Really, after all these years Alice didn't change her look. Not even a haircolor. She was the same blonde girl what she had always been.

"Aha, thank you," aswered Alice gaily. "So um... How is it going in school?" she asked, twiddling the snowball between her hands.

Miseria grinned and turned her face away:"you're welcome," she replied, closing her eyes again. It was pretty cold, although, she tryed to ignore it. Winter was season what she loved the most, however, sometimes it was annoyingly cold. She didn't like to dress up in clothes what were to expeditions to Antarctic Peninsula. That was for example.
[b]"Well, pretty great,"[/Color] she said more in a bored tone. She loved reading. She reached one hand and took snow. Opening her eyes, she looked at the white, cotton like flakes and making her hands move faster, she made one thick snowball.

"And what is your favourite subject?" Alice asked. They haven't met years now, so, it's obvious, that Alice asks this kind of questions. And Miseria is bit younger than Alice.

Throwing snowball away, at the ice, she looked at it as it broke and fell into dosens of pieces. Then she bowed and made another one, collocating her glase to it. Again she didn't want to look at her good old best friend even when she was talking to her. "Defence against the dark arts, potions and charms," she replied, padding the ball, making it even stronger that it already was.

Alice watched, how the ice broke and then looked Miseria again. "Potions are cool," she said. Potions were her favourite subject too. But DADA and Charms... Not so favourite. She wanted to learn Dark Arts not Defence against them.

Miseria shrugged. Yes, they were cool. Sometimes she could even make one poison and then let someone drink it. But she threw this thought away from her head. She's not a murder. She won't do such thing for anyone! But she had the same thoughts that Alice had. She wanted to learn Dark arts, not defence agaist them. Dark arts, all those three forbidden spells... Avada Kedavra, Cruciatos... Imperio... All three of them were beautiful sounding words what have made too much trouble for living people. Spells what the Dark Lord used to torture all his enemies, sometimes he used crucio even on the death eaters who didn't do as he comanded.

And although, Miseria loved the dark side, yes, she did. She loved darkness, vampires, werewolfs - thing that she is and all other mystical creatures, she's on the good side.
She was in Hufflepuff's substitute Quidditch team, she was in DA. How could she join the Death Eaters. The thing is, she wouldn't. Never.

"You're thinking about Dark Lord, right?" Alice asked. She remembered the times, when they both thought about joining Death Eaters. Alice still wanted to join with them.

Miseria looked up, impressed that her thoughts were visible on her face. Or she just guessed? No, how can that be possible? But that caught her atention. "How did you know?" she asked, not even hinding this curiosity in her voice. She threw snowball on the lake again and bowing for the third time, she took a little bit snow and stood up again. Making another snowball, she walked on the ice, looking at Alice. How did she know? She isn't occlument, is she? she thought. No. She can't be. Miseria would know about it.

"Your face. I remember, what was your face like, when we thought about joining with Death Eaters," answered Alice quietly. She smiled gently, waiting for the answer.