Moor Estate

Outside:


Chase's Bedroom:


Chase grinned and held out her arms for her little brother. "CHASE!" He yelled and flung himself into her arms. "Hey!" She said laughing, she spun him in the air and kissed him on the cheek before setting him down. Clara came over much more dignified, and gave her a half hearted hug. Looking up though, Chase found the eyes of one person she wanted to see. "Mother..." She said bowing her head in respect, Maxx clinging to her arm, Clara holding lightly onto her skirt. Her eyes found her dad's and she winked, grinning at him. "Father." She bowed her head and did a small curtsy towards them.

Suddenly bursting forward, Chase's mom suddenly had Chase in a hug. "I'm sorry.." she whispered as she hugged her mom. She couldn't even remember the last few months, or why her mom was close to tears. She was led inside, past all of her maids and butlers. Brought to her room, and she grinned, putting her stuff down. "Wow.." she whispered and looked around. "It's beautiful..." She said smiling. "If anyone calls.. I'll be in here for a while." She said smiling at her mom, everyone left the room, and the door was closed.

Walking around the room, she ran her hand along the bed, and sat down on it slowly. A key sat on the table next to her. She picked it up and looked for a place it could go. It felt weird not knowing where her stuff was. It was a beautiful room, perfectly pink, even though her hair was red, she loved the clash of red on pink. She found a drawer with a keyhole on it. And sticking the key in it, she pulled the drawer open and looked in. A large bound book lay inside. Obviously written in, with pictures sticking out the edges, and a picture of her with her family was pasted on front. Picking it up, she started to leaf through the pages, reading pages after pages of stuff about her life. Finding out almost all of the things, that she had forgotten.

Daniel heard that Chase had moved back into her house, with her parents again. He decided to go and visit her, but he knew that her parents wouldn't let her see him because of what he was. That was one of the many things he hated about being a vampire. So, he decided to crawl into her house by climbing through her window. He hoisted himself on the branch of her tree and started crawling his way up to her window. Then, sat there for a moment as he watched her as she walked about in her room. Daniel looked down at the branch and pulled off a pine from the leaves and gently tossed it to the window hoping she would hear it. He wore a white jacket, black shirt and jeans

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Chase stared at the diary, the writing had stopped right before she had allegedly lost her memory. The last entry had almost made Chase cry.

"I hurt him so bad Diary! I didn't mean to, but he keeps calling me a slut, and.. I know I am one.. sometimes.. I wish I could just forget everything, let my mind just.. fall, because I can't take it anymore! I miss the old me! Where I could laugh and sing, I used to be able to smile.. I can't anymore.. I just.. can't smile.. Diary.. I think I might preform the memory curse on myself.. it would save a lot of people.. a lot of pain."

Chase closed the book softly and then jumped to her feet when a pine needle hit her window. She yelped and tossed the book onto the bed, going to the window she looked out and saw.. "Daniel.." She whispered and pushed the window open. "What are you doing here?!" She hissed and stood back from the window so that he could come in. It was him.. Daniel, she KNEW she had known him from somewhere.. and not only him being here was proof, but she knew now. The book had told her. He had been her boyfriend.

Daniel saw that she pushed the door open for him, but he didn't apprieciate her hissing at him, but he didn't care. He looked down at the ground below him, then started to jump down from the branch which he caught by his hands. Swinging, back and fourth and launched himself into her window swiftly. He landed in her bedroom and looked down at the ground below him, back at the tree and finally looked at her with a grin on his face, with a hint of pride and joy on his expression from jumping from that branch. "I just thought I could visit you," he whispered, low enough so that only she could hear him. "Your parent don't want us meeting each other like this,," he continued. "But I had to see you."

[OOC: you do know that when she hissed at you she was just whispering in a harsh manner right?]

Chase took a few steps away from him, and then turned her back on him completely, moving to her bed, she picked up the diary and put it back into her drawer, locking it and putting the key around her neck. She suddenly had a flashback of another guy.. Thomas? God.. how many guys had she been with?! But this Thomas guy from memory.. well, he had ended up torturing her hadn't he? So that hadn't been a relationship, just a really fun day! "Thought we didn't know each other.. hmm?" She said softly, biting her lip, her back still turned to him.

"mom doesn't like people like you ya know.." She whispered before turning to look at him again, but there was a big smile on her face. "But I like people like you!" She said grinning at him happily. "But really, you shouldn't be here!" she said suddenly serious again. "If my parents find out.." Looking over her shoulder as though expecting to see someone there, she turned back to look at him. "I don't remember you that well.. but my diary explained a lot." She said gesturing to the drawer that had her diary in it. "I know why I got my memory wiped now.. but.. I don't feel sad, because it feels like I just read a book, it wasn't my life ya know? Was it true.. I was a model?" She whispered and sat down on her bed her legs crossed.

"Mom leaves these magazines everywhere.. she got me out of my job though.. because.. I have... what did she tell them.. ammnesia.. or something like that.." She said shaking her head. "They told me to take my time remembering things.. no more job for me! Maybe I'll be a waitress or something like that." She said giggling and touching her forehead with her index finger. "Or maybe I'll have to move out! Mom told me I had! But I don't remember it, she kept saying stuff like, 'If I hadn't been slutting around with random vampires.." Chase suddenly froze and blushed. "Sorry.. I guess.. I forget that was my life..." She said softly.

*New Day*

Rain, never ending rain, pounded the Living Room window. It felt like it had been raining for weeks! But really only two days had passed, with the never ending pounding of the rain on the roof, the walls, the windows, and even the distant pounding on the lake out back. Sighing she adjusted herself in her armchair and stared at the fire in front of her. She had been reading a few moments before, but her mind couldn't focus on the words the book was saying. Not that she was a very good reader in the first place. She usually had a horrid time with trying to read books in her head.

A flash of lightening forked the sky and Chase looked up at the window. She hadn't even been able to go to Diagon Alley or anything! Stuck at home with nothing to do but read! The maids kept bustling around her, cleaning and sweeping and keeping themselves busy, but they were always cleaning, so Chase couldn't even enjoy THAT past time. Dragon, her Shih Tzu, jumped up into her lap, and Chase sat softly scratching the little dog behind the ears. "It's ok Dragon.. I know how you don't like storms." She purred and sighed again, letting her mind wander to Hogwarts, and the classes she would be taking in her final year there.

[OOC: this day shall be closed for Vito]

“F*ckin’ rain… ruining my good suit…” Vito snarled as he walked down the narrow gravel road he had been fallowing for a few minutes already. He continued to curse under his breath, his full lips fixed into a frown, his eyes as narrowed as they could possibly get without closing completely. He was infuriated by the fact that his clothing had been soaked by the thick rain that fell from the –practically black- clouds overhead, and because of this, his mind strayed to angered thoughts of his damaged suit rather than concentrating on keeping his appearance the way it was- his skin turned a shade paler before going almost completely transparent.

But Vito didn’t miss a beat; he was used to the whole ‘you’ve got to concentrate pretty damn hard to keep yourself looking human’ thing, and instantly stopped dead in his tracks, bringing a hand to his head to massage his temple slowly. And just like that, his skin was completely visible once more, as if nothing had happened at all- but his suit was still drenched, and he was still enraged.

In truth, Vito didn’t know where he was walking- yes, it was surprising even to Vito, that he didn’t have any specific plan in mind, other than the general idea of entertaining himself- and almost decided to simply apperate back to his bar, when a house came into view. “Its about damn time,” he hissed, though his lips had curled into a strange, malicious smile.

The man continued forward, his hands slipped into his pockets, his every step planned out like some sort of catwalk strut, “Let’s see who is home. Oh, but first”- Vito walked slowly up the front steps of the place, judging the people inside as he examined the porch, and pulled a polished piece of wood out of his pocket, and waved it in front of him with a trained flick of his wrist- “a repaired suit,” he said in a rather egotistical tone of voice. He removed his other hand from his pressed pockets and ran it through his hair, drying it in the process, sweeping it back so that none of it fell in his face, “Lets see what is on the telly tonight,” he spoke to himself, smirking flirtatiously, as if trying to seduce the air around him; it was just the way he was, he always had to look his best, and so he made sure he did- always, if he could help it.

"Miss Chase?"

The voice shook Chase out of her trance, she had been staring into the fire for a long moment before looking up at the elderly woman who had spoken to her. One of the maids of the house, dressed in a simple black dress, was standing next to her chair, looking down at her with a bit of nervousness to her posture. It was rare that a servant bothered her when Chase was in this kind of mood. Normally she was a happy go lucky girl who loved everyone. But she found it was hard to keep that face up when you were at home. It took most of her energy during the year to stay so happy, so during the summer, she often became sullen and quiet, sometimes even getting a temper when it came to her siblings. "Yes Mary?" Chase asked in a slightly bored voice as she continued to stroke Dragon, her book falling off her lap and onto the floor by her chair.

The woman bowed her head and said in a soft voice. "Miss Chase, our homes are being affected by the amount of rain over the last few days, We were wondering if it would be ok if we were to take the rest of the day off to clear out our houses to prevent flooding!" The woman looked absolutely terrified of Chase and Chase felt her heart soften immediately. "Of course!" She said her smile in place all of a sudden. "If you need any help! Just ask.. I can get someone down there quickly to help sort things out and get your families to shelter if need be! And don't be so afraid Mary! I'm not going to bite you! If you need a place to stay, you come up here and talk to me! I'll let you stay in one of the guest bedrooms in my wing." She said grinning happily.

The woman looked absolutely thrilled and she bowed murmuring a quick thank you before turning and rushing out of the door, already pulling off the white apron tied around the waist in her haste to get out of the house before any more damage was done to her home. There was a rush of people and movement for a while as the butlers and maids packed up their stuff and headed out of the back door. Their houses were mostly located down by the lake, so no wonder they were concerned, it had gotten rather high. Mother didn't like having House Elves, though Chase was almost certain one of them helped her in the mornings, because she had seen it a few times rushing from her mothers room to get a needle or something for her to drink.

Chase sat in the quiet of the house for a long moment. No doubt the maids would come back in a bit if there was nothing wrong and put out the fire for her. But just in case.. Chase pulled out her wand and pointed it at the still burning fire. "Aguamenti." She said, and a gush of water flowed onto the fire, soaking the logs and putting the fire out in a sizzle of steam. Grabbing Dragon off of her chair, she stood up and looked around the quiet house. Her parents were upstairs, and her siblings were off doing who knew what in their own wings. The castle like house was deadly quiet, except for a small whimper of Dragon every now and then, and then Chase's footsteps as she crossed the large living room. Suddenly Dragon growled and struggled out of Chase's arms so fiercely she dropped him. He righted himself quickly and burst off towards the front door where she saw someone silhouetted in the window.

"Coming!" She said cheerfully and she set off towards the door, Dragon barking in an oddly deep voice for such a small dog. Picking him up, Chase opened the door, and looked out. "Hello! May I help you? Has the storm stranded you?" She asked, a frown on her face once she realized his clothes were completely dry. There was no car, or any means of how he had gotten there, his hair was completely free of any drops of water, and he was devilishly handsome. Her breath caught in her throat and she had to swallow to get her lungs working again. "Come on in." She said quickly and stood back from the door to let him into the large entrance hall of her home.

When a young female answer the door, Vito had to admit, he was quite surprised- though no such expression crossed his face as he stood there calmly- for he hadn’t expected such a speedy reply to his knock on the large door. He walked forward slowly and leaned slightly against the doorframe, making sure to hold her gaze even when being as close to her as he was then, “Now, now, beautiful… do you always invite random strangers inside?” Vito asked, his voice kept low and slightly mysterious, as always.

Abruptly, the man pushed off of the doorframe with one of his palms and stepped around the teenager, not moving his eyes away from her- Vito always had had a thing for redheads, but he had a feeling this particular female wasn’t his… type; meaning that she probably wasn’t a fan of causing chaos simply to get a reaction out of people, and looking her best in order to feel that she was the best. Vito’s eyes ran slowly up and down her entire body, a thoughtful- but still rather amused- expression glittering in his dark eyes; she was exceptionally well dressed, but it was clear by her still childish facial features that she was much younger than Vito, and by her eyes that she wasn’t cold in any way whatsoever.

Vito gave up; he simply could not find any particularly attracting- to him, at least- features on the girl than her brilliant hair. He reached out a hand- his fingers extended - and ran a hand through a section of her hair, bringing a strand to his face. There was something… off about the look that was held in his eyes at that moment; a devious light shown through them, revealing, for that split second, his true intentions, which were to entertain himself by reeking havoc on the unfortunate family.

The man’s hair and clothing were completely dry, despite having walked to her family’s front door in the poring ran- that had been her first warning.

The second? That moment of maliciousness in his eyes, it should have been enough to get it through the girl’s head that Vito Dee Symons wasn’t exactly a good person.

Chase swallowed again when he spoke. Mysterious and quiet, almost quiet enough that she had to lean forward slightly to catch all of his words. She smiled at him lightly, and flicked her hair over her shoulder. "Well during storms a lot of muggl... people get stranded and we are the closest thing for quite a time. Besides our neighbors of course." She said watching as he stepped around her, his eyes on her. Looking at her dog, which was tucked under one arm, she looked shocked. The dog was growling and showing his teeth at the man who had just entered. "Dragon! Shush! That is no way to treat a guest!" She said and set him down. He took one look at the man and ran off down a nearby corridor, turning into a new one and disappearing.

"Silly dog.. he doesn't like storms." She said glancing at the man and then she gasped slightly. "I'm so sorry! My name is Chase Moor, welcome to the Moor estate, we normally have servants around, but their homes were flooding, and they needed to take care of their belongings, they will be up soon though! I can show you to a guest room if you need to stay here until the storm stops!" She said smiling at the man happily. Looking down the hallway, she turned to look back at him just in time to see him look her over. Her cheeks flushed pink and she took a small step back. "I'm sure.. you'd like to.. erm.. speak, to my parents yes?" She said giving a small curtsy.

Suddenly the man was touching her hair, and Chase felt her feet root to the spot. Her cheeks flamed red and she stared into the man's eyes. There was something wrong with him. It was like a cold breeze had swept through her body, her blood turned cold at his touch, and she felt a small involuntary whimper escape her throat. She took a quick step backwards and shuddered, her back hitting the door. "I.. It's late.. I mean.. I'll get my.. I should.. " She stammered her face almost as red as her hair. She shivered and pressed her back against the door again, her eyes locked on his. "I think you should go.." She whispered her eyes wide with fear.