What Is This -open

[isoldenott]

Ahh, the Black Lake. Peaceful. Calm. Quite. Perfect after hours, and beautifully lit with the evening moon decided to peak its way through. Thankfully it was one of those nights. The night just to get away and relieve a weeks worth of stress. Friday's had possibly been one of the best days of the week. It was more of a new beginning to a weekend extravaganza. But, to accomplish that wondrous weekend you had to be surreptitious. Thank goodness she had inherrited that from her father.- Isolde took in a deep relieving breath of the fresh evening air. The small hairs on the back of her neck began to rise as she took a few smaller steps closer to the lake. Her smooth bare foot makings its way into the somewhat semi-flushed water. Relaxation was what she had been seeking and she was going to get it. "The Harlot needs a break." She chuckled lightly as she slowly slid her thumbs into her pants. Within moments, Isolde had her jeans off and kicked them to dry land.

Indeed, the water was a little intimidating. After all, it had been named the black lake for a reason but she was up for a quick swim. More like a quick, nude revealing swim. Quickly, she crossed one arm over the other and removed her shirt booking it for the lake before she happened to get any sort of surprise visit. The last thing she wanted was for a professor to bust her in the act and suspend her. What would her father think of that then? Theodore Nott was not someone she wanted to displease. So what if he had been her father, he had more authority on where she had laid her head at night when she would return home. She wasn't about to loose her bed. Let alone her home. - Taking a face first dive into the dark, black water, Isolde kept her eyes closed as tightly as she possibly could until she had surfaced for the first time. The small water droplets surfaced around her eyes as she took in her first breath.

Yes. The water was just like how she had imagined it. Not too cold, yet no too warm. Perfect. Just perfect. Expanding her arms, Isolde decided to take it just a little further out, feeling the cool springs rush up from the very pit of the lake. - Taking in another deep breath, she decided to head back down this time keeping her eyes open for safety. If something were to happen who knew what her father and mother would do. Possibly take out Hogwarts. A chuckle slipped through her lips as she had thought about that very idea. Her father was just that kind of man. Always putting the family first; In that laugh, Isolde chocked down the smallest bit of murky water sending her to the top yet again. Only this time she hadn't been alone. A small, yet dark figure began to head her way sending her into a state of panic.

Quickly, and not so quietly, Isolde booked it for land as fast as she could. Her heart raping at her chest as she held her left arm over her top trying to shield most of what she had from the stranger. But as soon as she fully escaped from the dark waters, it was then that she had realized there was more to cover and clothes had to be gathered. "Stop right there!" She bellowed, gathering up some of her belongings. Isolde didn't stress who it was. Professor or student, she wasn't going to let them see her like this. So what if she carried such a foul name, and who cared what they had thought of her. She wasn't just going to flash anything to a complete and total stranger. "Don't come any further." But, as she had reached for her shirt to place it up and over her shoulders, Isolde had failed to notice the light of the moon shinning down towards her.

[mar]

'You've done well my child,' Satisfaction. It wasn't something often found in his father as he wasn't a man easily impressed or satisfied. 'You've successfully managed to infiltrate the castle under the guise of Alexander Sinclair,' Impressing his father wasn't something he did often, and while the requirements for doing so were often at times foul like any child he couldn't help but feel a tinge of happiness from the achievement. 'You are to remain 'Alexander' until I tell you otherwise.' He instructed, 'Are we clear?'Alexander nodded, "Si, I shall not fail you." The voice that seemingly originated from his very subconscious began to fade, 'Good...' It wasn't after that did the dark presence finally disperse. 'That doesn't get any easier the more he does it...' He still felt groggy from the possession, it was an uncomfortable ordeal. Being the observer in your own body. He could hardly describe what it felt like, being completely and utterly helpless.

He couldn't help but recall that fateful night when he mercilessly slaughtered the several dozen or so people. "It's in the past...there's nothing I can do about it now." He consoled, 'There isn't anything else to do but move on...' With that said, where exactly was he? The Imperius curse often at times causes him to wander often at times ending up in a completely new and foreign place. Thankfully though this wasn't the case, while he wasn't in the same spot were he was prior to the curse being used on him Alexander knew were he was.

The black lake.

"The lake is beautiful..." Alexander murmured taking in the sight from afar, "It not a tad ominous this time of night..." He wasn't exactly sure what time it was now, 'I think it was nearly twelve when father showed up...' Their conversations ran from anywhere between five minutes to an entire hour so there was no way to tell what time it was now. 'While I'm here I might as well take in the view from up close...' He didn't feel like going to sleep just yet, though gods know he needed it. "Stop right there!" A voice bellowed, knocking Alexander out of his self-induced trance. What? Immediately pulling out his wand he aimed it towards what he assumed to be the origin of the voice. "Who are you? He commanded, eyes narrowing in hopes of better seeing the figure. 'It's too damn dark...I can't see a thing! Luckily he had just the spell to fix that. "Lumos Maxima! He yelled firing off the giant bolt of light into the air.

At that very moment the moon's light also came in effect, efficiently reveling the figure for Alexander to see. It was a girl, around his age who was completely, 'Naked...' Oh, that...made sense. Alexander looked away, somewhat flustered from the ordeal. "Sorry..." He muttered, though he doubt she heard him. Waiting a few minutes for both the lumos spell to ware off and to get her ample time to redress herself Alexander finally turned his head to look at the unknown girl again. "What are you doing out here?

[isoldenott]

Right then and there and been the quickest Isolde had ever retrieved her clothes and put them back on. Sadly. But there had been a reason to all of that of course. There not too far from her in the water swam a strange face. Or, so it had seemed. Squinting and narrowing her eyes slightly, Isolde tried to focus as hard as she possibly could on the face but the light from the moon was impossible to see past for some reason. Pulling her fingers out from under her shirt, Issy took a few small steps forward listening to the voice. Ahh, The familiar voice. -Brushing her hair from her face, she sought out to the other side of the lake. Her heart pounding fiercely with every step she embraced. What if it hadn't been a fellow student, but someone strange. Possibly even one of those ghastly fish that they so called mermaids. Isolde had read about mermaids back when she had been a girl. Always imagining them as beautiful, elegant women with only a few simple flaws . But yet, of course their tails covered with nothing but shimmering jewels. Not a slim covered tail with all sort of rips and tears. It was a shame what reality really had in store for her wild imagination as a child.

As she found herself nearing the now figure of a male, she listened as he begun to yell out after her. ‘Who are you?’ Shaking her head fiercly, Isolde stopped in her tracks still trying to focus in on him. “Who am I?” She squealed, still shielding her bare body from the rest of the world. “Who in the bloody hell are you?!” Anger filled her stomach as she moved closer to where she had last left her clothes. Hopefully he wasn’t anywhere near those. -patting the sandy ground, her fingers gently grazed the clasp of her bra. Thank goodness. Picking it up quickly she began to adjust. But before she could even get the straps up and on her shoulders, a bright florescent light filled the night sky. There in front of her stood the boy, possibly the same age as her no younger; Small squeal escaped her lips as she found herself crouching down, quickly scooping up the rest of her clothes. ‘Sorry..’ Issy’s jaw dropped as she listened to him. “Sorry? Sorry!? You knew damn well I wasn’t dressed and yet you light up that-that wand!” Swiftly, she began to put the rest of her clothes on. As of now, her night was officially ruined. The plan of a relaxing midnight swim to herself was history. Now, she had company. Unexpected company. “I could ask you the same.” She growled, making her way up to him. Her heart beating rapidly from the over excitement.

Placing her hand on his wand, she slowly pushed it down to his side. Her eyes fixed upon his as she stepped to the side. “Apparently it is impossible to enjoy the night to myself without some boy stumbling across my nude self.” Isolde let out a soft sigh, trying to stable every nerve she had left in her body. Even though it was an every time occasion that someone would accidentally stumble across her late night swimming, she was beginning to get used to it. Slowly. All of the young males finding ways out of their houses just to get a quick sneak peek. If only she hadn’t spoke of it to a few young Slytherin boys. Maybe then she would have been able to enjoy herself.- Scanning him over, she made a slight face. Her eyes fixated, this time, on his wand. “And what did you plan on doing with that? Stun me?” She smiled softly, trying to stifle her laughter. The boy wasn’t all to bad looking, he was actually somewhat cute. “Then you could examine my fully naked body without me stopping you.” Isolde couldn’t help but let loose. Her laughter filling the open. “There isn’t much to see anyway. I’m sure you have seen much better.” Moving a few steps away, she begun to swing her hair rapidly. Enough to dry it at least. The small droplets subsiding down her back were enough to drive her crazy.

[mar]

“Who am I?" , “Who in the bloody hell are you?!” Was she serious? Alexander couldn't help but laugh, "I don't think you're in any position to make demands little girl..." Unfortunately, He didn't feel at all responsible for this, in fact he wasn't responsible for this. As such, despite common courtesy beckoning him to adjust his gaze he didn't. Instead Alex stood there with a dignified yet defiant look on his face. "Sorry? Sorry!? You knew damn well I wasn’t dressed and yet you light up that-that wand!" Alexander couldn't help but visibly twitch at this, "I knew nothing of the sort!" He exclaimed, appalled that the morality of his character was being questioned. "How the hell am I supposed to know you're fucking the local aquatic life?" How dare she accuse him, he refused to take the blame for this!

He didn't know who she was and at this point he really didn't very much care. Somehow, someway she managed to piss him off, 'Two seconds flat...a new record.' His eyes narrowed as she began drawing close the distance between them. “Apparently it is impossible to enjoy the night to myself without some boy stumbling across my nude self.” Reluctantly, Alexander lowered his wand; realizing that she wasn't a threat. "Here's some advice," Leaning in as if though he were going to tell her the greatest of secrets, "Keep your panties on, and maybe things like this wouldn't happen!" This wasn't even worth it, trading insults with this 'thing' as if though they were children. “And what did you plan on doing with that? Stun me?” Alexander laughed along with her, but for entirely different reasons. “Then you could examine my fully naked body without me stopping you.” Was she serious?

"Oh no, if you hadn't said anything I was fully intending to kill you..." There wasn't a bit of sarcasm found in his voice, "Think I would have preferred it that way, save me the headache of dealing with you..." He mumbled, more to himself then anyone else. “There isn’t much to see anyway. I’m sure you have seen much better." Alexander sighed, "Oh, I don't know I'm sure you're practically overflowing with 'personality'" Still he couldn't help but admit from what little he did see it wasn't exactly bad. 'The moonlight does compliment her well.' Wait, what the fuck was that? 'Just a random thought nothing more...' He conlucded, shaking his head once he realized that he was staring, "Sorry..."

'Maybe, I should try another approach.' In all honesty Alex didn't know why he was still talking to her; as that was probably the question of the day."My name is Alexander Sinclair...it's a...'pleasure' to meet you." He didn't even try to hide the copious amount of sarcasm present in that sentence. Walking past her without offering another glance Alexander made his way down towards the shoreline before sitting down. "So, apart from fornicating with the giant squid and merfolk why are you out here?" He didn't very much care of course but at least it would get her something to respond to until he could figure out a way to get her to leave.

[isoldenott]

Who was she trying to fool? Obviously this man was just about as quick as she was. Very quick with the snide remarks. Lovely. It seemed she was up against a male version of herself. Handsome, and a smart ass. The two main ingredients to an asshole. - Placing her hand on the center of her back, Isolde moved side to side in attempt to crack it and relieve some of the tension. But before she could even speak a single word, he spoke up. Fucking the local aquatic life? had this man completely lost his mind. For one, he didn’t even know who she was, and yet he was assuming the worst. Placing her hand firmly on her chest, Isolde dropped her mouth open in shock. How dare that man and his filth mind. But, trying to brush it from her shoulders, she smiled. Her hair finally drying. “And if I was? Would that be a turn on for you?” Slowly and swiftly she glanced him over. Her smile still staying slightly strong. For some reason, she didn’t mind his attitude. It was.. Nice to have someone like that around. But, admitting it would be slightly difficult for the girl to do. She wasn’t one for expressing much of her feelings for anyone.

Goodness this boy was full of it tonight. Accusing her of sleeping around with aquatic life, now telling her to keep her panties on. Please. She would do no such thing. It was her body, and if she had felt like bude swimming, then nude swimming she would do. And plus, Isolde rather enjoyed the freedom of not having anything on. It was.. Relaxing somewhat. “I will do as I please. Panties are not my favorite thing to wear, but I wear them.” She sighed, looking down at her skirt. “I mean, I am sure you enjoy your freedom at some point in time. Who doesn’t?” Isolde smirked, trying to keep a serious facial expression. But for some reason it didn’t seem to want to stick. A small smile began to form at the corners of her lips. Her eyes slightly slanted, attempting to control her laughter. - “Ahh, killing me. That sounds like a well thought out plan.” Her heart slightly skipped a beat. Hopefully he hadn’t been to serious and only used the sarcasm as a cover up. Grabbing her shirt, she slowly pulled it back up and over her head. The dampness began to annoy her. The uncomfortable feeling was beginning to become unbearable. ‘overflowing with personality’? Indeed. “Hopefully it isn’t too much for you.”

Completely removing her shirt, Isolde stood there silently. Her heart racing as she realized what she had done. This wasn’t her. But, it was relaxing, in a sense. Catching his gaze, she smiled slightly. “It’s alright, I guess.” She nodded slowly. Her hands tracing gently over her curves. “I know you’re going to come back with something sarcastic about this, but I am comfortable. The dampness of that shirt was enough to drive anyone crazy.” Isolde chuckled lightly. “But don’t expect me to remove my bra or knickers…. Just yet.” She joked calmly, stepping away from his. Her hair picking up in the breeze as she found herself standing before the waters edge. - Within a few moments she heard him speak of his name. Alexander Sinclair. Never had she heard that name. Taking in a deep breath she turned to face him. “Isolde Nott.” She smiled softly. “Well, you see, I just decided to come out for a relaxing swim. The me folk just didn’t want to leave me alone.” Isolde couldn’t stifle her laughter anymore. “Now that I have told you, you can tell me the reason you’re really out here? Have a hot date or something?”

[mar]

In all honesty, he wasn't listening. Alexander simply wasn't interested in anything she had to say. So instead he focused on more important things, like how he was getting rid of her. 'Why am I still thinking about her...' He wondered, if he didn't reply sooner or later she would take the hint. 'Why am I so determined to talk to her despite having no real reason to...' It didn't make sense, there was nothing to gain trading insults with the girl. In fact, he was wasting time. There were countless things he could be doing, productive things and none of them included trading pointless banter with a beautiful; wait, did he just call her beautiful? "This can't be happening..." He mumbled, finally realizing what was going on. He was attracted to her, that much was now obvious. Sighing loudly, Alexander looked over at her with an unidentifiable expression on his face. It was then did he notice that she once again removed her shirt, reveling her chest for all (or at least alexander) to see. He swallowed saliva he previously didn't know he was holding and immediately looked away, rolling his eyes whilst grumbling something unknown under his breath.

“But don’t expect me to remove my bra or knickers…. Just yet.” So what if he was slightly attracted to the girl? What Alex didn't understand was why he was all of a suddenly nervous around her. 'You don't want her to notice...' So what if she noticed, what did he care! In fact he didn't care if she knew or not, he should just tell her now of her interest! 'Wait no...' Whoa, that was a bad idea. 'Let's don't and say we never did. Alright Alexander deep breath!' He did just that, 'Why am I thinking so much?' His mind felt like it was going into overload, he could hardly form a comprehensive thought at this point. 'Focus...' Returning his gaze towards her he was just in time to notice a single water droplet collide against her chest before trailing downwards, ultimately disappearing between two easily recognizable mounds of flesh. 'That's just not fair...' Licking his now chapped lips Alex again returned his gaze back towards the lake. Reluctantly his mind replayed the scene back to back for his viewing pleasure. In his daze he nearly missed he name. Isolde Nott...that name it sounded familiar, though he couldn't place where he heard of it.

“Now that I have told you, you can tell me the reason you’re really out here? Have a hot date or something?” Alexander visibly stiffened at the question, 'Shit...' He didn't anticipate her asking that. He cursed himself for not being better prepared for such an obvious question. He had to come up with something, but what? What was a legitimate reason for him being out here at this time? 'Oh you know, telepathic thought with my incarcerated father who's slowly trying to take over my body. The usual nothing too interesting.' Yeah, somehow Alexander knew that wasn't going to go over well. Wait, he had the perfect idea. After watching the water droplet scene for the umpteenth time, Alexander drew inspiration from it. With it he formulated the perfect plan. "Two can play this game..." He muttered, before standing up and pulling his shirt off. "Isn't it obvious?" He started, tossing his shirt to the side before walking up towards her, "I've heard that the local aquatic life are quite...'lively' this time of year."

With that, he pushed her in. It was oddly satisfying, watching her be pushed into the lake. That wasn't the entire plan however, he wanted her to feel just as uncomfortable as he was. So he dove in after her. Which probably wasn't the best decision he made, the water was rather cold. It took several seconds to adjust to but after that it was bearable. Coming up from behind her, Alexander wrapped both of his arms around her and pulled the petite girl against him, his body easily dwarfing hers. "Your so small," He cooed, chuckling as they floated, "You're right...the water is great, maybe we should do this more often. The clothes would have to go, or at least yours..." He thumbed her bra to help emphasize his point but made no further move to remove it. Alexander looked up at the moon as he awaited her reply, it was sure to be an interesting one...