+Escape+ from {everything}

[iris crest]

Iris moved quickly through the garden. The sky was dark with the coming storm, and it was about 11 o'clock at night, so it was already dark and she barely made it under a gazebo before the rain started falling. What a great night, she sighed, moving a hand through her damp hair and looked at her clothes. She was dressed in black right now, making her blend in with the background, but not against the white gazebo. Her black skirt was damp, as was her spaghetti strap tank, so she said down, running a hand through her hair again. Things had gone a little downhill at home, and she was just a little more stressed than usual.

And usually, she would lean on Roxy for help. But, not really. Tonight Roxy was somewhere, Iris didn't know where. But she knew Roxy needed some time partying or by herself or something, and she needed to be by herself to. yes, she felt great when around her twin but right now, it was just the alone that made her feel...complete again. She looked around, the thunder crashed above and she crossed her arms. The cold didn't bother her as she looked out at the dark garden, her skin must have been a beacon against all the dark, for it was pale and her hair was blond. She leaned back, closing her eyes and letting the sound of the rain drift over her mind, replaying the horrible events.

This time her father had nearly disallowed them to ever leave the house until they were with there betrothed....she didn't even know who her betrothed might be, and the stand off between Roxy and their father.....it had just gotten plain bad. She missed Jonathon too, who wasn't invited to the house..ever. So she sat in the gazebo, lulling stuff in her mind and trying to figure out how to bring her old, more confident, slytherin self back. Which wasn't going to well either. Freaking vulnerable feelings.

Iris sighed again. "why do I feel more at home right here then I would with my actual family?" She asked the empty air, getting no response. She did this a lot and she frowned. She was a slytherin, pure blood. She couldn't let stuff like this get the best of her, but it was and she sighed. "Some pure blood I am...Roxy is gonna kill me..." She muttered, glaring into the ground.

[sirius black]

Sirius Black was planning the biggest prank Hogwarts University had ever seen.

Well, okay, not really. The one he and James had pulled their freshman year-- involving a couple trick wands, a carefully placed rumour, and countless water balloons filled with various sticky substances-- had been the best one, by far. He'd discovered that firewhiskey burns straight through robes when dropped from high enough up, and he and his mate had ended up being chased through the streets by half-naked Slytherin senior girls (which, he had to admit were the most visually appealing-- with a few exceptions-- even if they did sacrifice their souls for their looks).

Of course, these days he didn't exactly have James alongside him at all times; in fact, the times they hung out were getting more and more scarce. The boy seemed to have fallen into a depression, and thus likely wouldn't be much help in even the smallest of pranks. Best to do these types of things on his own, he reminded himself as he walked out to the gardens, trying to push down a gnawing sense of guilt. The prank could turn out well regardless.

He'd just pulled himself up onto a nearby tree branch, high enough up to hide him from view from the random passerby, when a shadow marched across the lawns. It was only when she reached the pure white of the gazebo did her face come into focus-- and her robes, for that matter. A Slytherin girl, one of the Crest twins (he could never tell them apart, mostly because he had better things to do with his time than find a difference between them), looking distraught, leaned against one of the inner walls of the gazebo and sighed rather loudly.

Sirius was fully intending on just going about his business and ignoring the presence of the girl... until she cut through the silence with another sigh and a saddened voice. "Why do I feel more at home right here then I would with my actual family?" He stopped tying a rope around the tree branch he was perched precariously on and turned to face her, though had to blink a couple of times to bring her into focus. Her pale skin and hair blended in completely with the gazebo, a huge contrast to her all-black outfit, and he was struggling to really see her when she spoke once more. "Some pure blood I am...Roxy is gonna kill me..."

He couldn't help it; Sirius let out a laugh, bark-like and rough, and jumped out of the tree branch and into what he assumed to be her line of vision. A Slytherin with a conscience? Impossible. "Probably because your family's a bunch of lying, elitist gits." he threw in casually, pushing his now-rain-soaked hair from his face and turning toward the gazebo. "Just saying." he added, offering her a cheeky grin.

[iris crest]

Well, Iris was working to calm herself down and she was getting ready to leave when suddenly, someone jumped in her view, in about two seconds, her wand was out and she was frowning. "How dare you talk about my family like that!" She said as the all too known Sirius Black pushed his hood back. Her frown deepened as she held her wand up. "Gryffindor....you know nothing, even if you are a pure blood." She put her wand away, rolling her eyes. "Wheres your chummy pale, hmm?" Gives him a death glare and pushes some hair out of her face. She didn't like Sirius, he was a prankster. And a low one at that and had no respect for anyone.

"And don't insult my family" She told him, her glare centering on him even more. She had learned that from Roxy, the glare that is. It was something that melted hufflepuffs, but she didn't know about a Gryffindor like Sirius. "And why are you even out here?" She asked him out of the blue then sat back down, brushing her hair with her hands gently. She had gained control of all her emotions and her face was neutral, if not a bit on the angry side as her eyes dismissed Sirius and concentrated on the almost invisible flowers, thanks to the darkness, that looked quite interesting suddenly.

Who was Sirius black to insult her anyways? She should just turn him into a worm or something and be on her way, but she didn't touch her wand again, being the more calm between her and her sister, she just ignored him. She didn't care about why he was out at this time anyways, so she concentrated on those flowers and let her mind dissolve, but making sure sirius didn't move closer to her.