Hows my approach? [Regulus]

[callista]

Today was kind of drawl. Well in the form of a slytherin who really had to much time on her hands pacing the hallways in search of something that would either give her a good time, or cause problems with younger students. She couldn't very well sit on her ass all day and do nothing right? Wrong, for about a couple hours she laid around the common room staring at the ceiling. Now the little red head was ready for adventure and chaos. Maybe someone to talk too? Her venturings lead her out of the Slytherin Room common room, up through the dungeons looking around ever so often for Peeves who knew better then to bug her, but never seemed to really wrap his mind around everything. Peeves didn't care who you were, or where you were going, he just seemed to appear out of nowhere with treats for those who happened to cross his path.

The girl finally ventured forward towards the great hall, checking to see who might have been lurking around in the giant room, but it seemed everyone was everywhere else but. She growled this was actually very annoying. The redhead needed excitement, where the hell were all the first years hiding? Oh well what's the point of waiting around to see if someone was going to randomly show up. Walking through many of the corridors, her face turned into a scowl. But this is only when the green of her robes collided with the red of a gryffindor. "Get out of my way." she snorted at them, brushing off the front of her robes, where she'd walked into them. It wasn't her fault, no way it was never HER fault. Finally after hearing the gryffindors comments back to her, and she just shook her head. She continued walking, and that's when she happened to smirk noticing a slytherin guy, about the same year as her. She was always the type to lead her own advances on someone.

At least it was a Slytherin, he was of pureblood, and well her parents would be just so tickled pink, if she came home at the end of the year someone to help give them an 'heir'. She rolled her eyes at the thought, but she knew this Slytherin, oh she knew him all to well. He dated a Gryffindor. The rumors swarmed the common rooms constantly, about how he could have been a blood traitor or a house traitor. How about she win him back for their side. She kind of gave herself a rather large proud smirk, wiping it clean, walking passed him, and allowing her hand to whack him square in the ass of his robes. Walking away like nothing ever happened. She was very blunt on her advances lately. She cleared her throat as she made her way through the corridor, sending advancing looks over her shoulder, and tucking the bit of red hair behind her ear. Playing things coy. Hell, she wasn't going to let some little gryffindor have all the fun right?

[equivocate]

What was he going to do today, he was really starting to get bored with doing school work. It had been his main tactic of trying to get all this drama off his mind, he'd just done all his homework and focused completely on it so he didn't have to think about anything else temporarily. It was a pretty good plan until he finished everything he needed to do, then what? As much as he didn't mind doing his homework, there was no way in hell he was going to work ahead. He may be a little bit of an overachiever, but screwthat. He'd rather be doing something else worthwhile to get his mind off of everything.

His mood seemed to go to from really pissed off and angry, hexing first years, to being super quiet, to almost crying to back to even more pissed off and wanting to seek more vengence upon anybody that crossed his path. Right now he was just in one of his silent moods, he really wasn't in the mood to deal with anybody right now. But unfortunately he still needed to keep up some form of appearance, so he needed to try and tough it out. After all he shouldn't be crying over a bunch of blood traitors, especially one that decided to choose his brother over him. How embarrassing was that? He shouldn't be depressed he should be doing his best to get her back for everything she'd done and more.

He almost jumped when she smacked him, at first he thought it must have been one of his friends, but he didnt' see them. What the bloody hell? Then he spotted the culprit, a very cute redhead Slytherin. Um..why hadn't he spotted this girl before? He must have been too blinded by Emmelia to realize how many other gorgeous girls there were out there. And on top of that, a redhead. Needless to say he was interested. Following after her at a little bit of a run, he finally caught up to her. She was definitely more pretty upclose, hopefully she wasn't just trying to mess with him and get his hopes up for nothing. ,"Well you definitely know how to get a guys attention around here. You do that often?" He asked with a smile, he had never had a girl just come up and do that to him before. He wasn't sure what to think of it. Maybe flattered? Scared? Whatever he would have to see what this girl was all about and why he hadn't ever seen her before.

[callista]

Callista was the type of Slytherin she was prestine only when she was around other Slytherin girls. She grew up being forced to be seen and not heard, and talked down to by her father to give them an heir to whomever was a pureblood. She was certain she was going to be pushed into thinking they were trying to set her up to carry on a legacy of whatever seemed to be running amuck in the wizarding world. Maybe a good family like the Blacks. She always heard her father saying how respectable they were, the Malfoy's and cursing the name of Weasley, Potter. She scrunched her eyes for a moment, the walk seemed all to crazy and long for her liking, she needed to have fun or do something with someone. She'd noticed the boy walking the hallways, and she knew exactly who he was, what year he was in, his family status, and blood. Most Slytherins who were a pureblood were left alone. Those who came in halfblood or less. Well the older students had their way with them constantly.

It was interesting to see what happened most of the time. But she was considering the fact that all these crazy happenings in the dungeon were all part of whatever her parents were attending those meetings constantly. Whatever meeting it happened to be at the time. She smirked as the boy seemed to look lost, she glanced over he shoulder a couple of times. Hell she wasn't like normal prudey slytherin girls. She wanted what she wanted in life. Equality to do something great, and someone she actually cared about by her side doing it with her. She wasn't going to be pressured into Marrying someone just because of their family status. Although she was certain her father already had someone picked out. She kind of gagged in the back of her mind at who this person might have been. That was pushed out of her head, as she heard footsteps, and the words of one Regulus Black talking back to her. She hid the smirk that wanted to play on her features.

His statement back, only made her give him a rather innocent face back. "Depends. I don't just get ANYONE's attention like that." she shook her head at him. No Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw was even deserving of the girl remotely trying to give them that sort of attention. Lucius Malfoy maybe, but even then he was to 'high and Mighty' for anyone to get close to in that kind of way, like he was king of the bloody common room or something. She rolled her eyes, and glanced back at him. "Did I strike your fancy?" she asked finally the smirk playing on her face. "I'm pretty sure, you didn't think I'm some little gryffindor looking around for someone to hex me, so I can get out of my potions class did you?" she asked with a laugh. Some people tried some stupid shit to get out of class. "Regulus Black, the known blood traitor of the common room, have you come back to your own kind yet?" she asked with a laugh.