The Devil is an Angel? PV Katherine L. closed

Interacting with: Milosh Rehnquist @Annie Morgan

Today was an extremely boring day for Kath, nothing really happened usually there was some sort of drama and she was trapped in the middle of it. Instead, what better way to spend her day than in the courtyard, She happened to have met with a classmate on her way over there. to say the least, she wasn't interested in what the girl had to say.

But of course, she couldn't show that, so she had on her intrigued face with her casual smirk. Kath averted her eyes for a second which happened to interlock with another stranger's eyes which only lasted seconds but still felt like minutes, She hadn't minded it, she's used to having people look at her in fear because of some useless rumour.

Just then she noticed it had gone quiet she turned her head to see that her classmate had left, but was too late to stop herself from crashing onto the person in front of her. In a matter of seconds, she was on the floor with only a grunt escaping her lips. She had immediately looked up to the person.

Her eyes were now icy sharp heightened on the person that she bumped into, usually, she would have some sort of comeback or an insult ready at the tip of her tongue. But for some reason she decided to swallow it, She noticed it was the same eyes she had interlocked with only just a few moments ago.

Now that she was up close she noticed his features he had dark brown eyes but with the sun, it looked almost as if it was coloured in a sunset-like colour, His eyes were dreamy to the point where one could get lost just by looking at them. His hair had a dirty-blond to rich honey blonde gradient which complemented his semi-tanned fair skin.

She noticed a fainted tint of pink in his cheeks, How cute Katherine thought. Compared to other guys she interacted with his aura screamed soft and warm not like others shed met, usually they all screamed strong and powerful. He almost had an innocent aura to him, like a blank canvas and something in Kath wanted to ruin it.

Finally, something interesting to do on this boring day thought Kath. She noticed how he stood up and dusted himself and reached for a book. Ah one more hint to him was that he spoke Russian barely anyone from Hogwarts spoke Russian. Katherine connected the dots and knew he must be from durmstrang.

She knew she had to act quickly to not scare nor intimidate him but only to intrigue him, She had warmed her cold icy eyes and softened her features. She looked up at him innocently not breaking eye contact while she slid her soft hand into his that was stretched out to help her. She knew the first feeling he would feel was probably the sting of coldness from her silver rings.

Then the warmth and softness of her hand. She stood up and dusted herself before meeting eye contact again. He apologises then calls her the devil, She has been called worse but for some reason she liked it. Maybe the more sadistic side to her liked it. She chuckled softly and had her mischievous devilish smirk on.

If she was the so-called devil then shouldn't he be scared, if Kath could she would have rewarded him for his bravery. she spoke " If I am the devil then you must be an angel who has committed a terrible sin or else we wouldn't have met", She looked straight at his beautiful amber eyes, studying every reaction he would make, but she wouldn't show it.

She dropped her eyes down to the book he had, then back at him and spoke "I'm guessing whatever was in that book was super interesting to the point where you didn't see me, don't get me wrong I'm counting this as a lucky accident", She had a glint of mischief in her eyes and a flirty smirk instead of her devilish one.

Her cold touch, there for a second and then taken away just as quickly. He glanced down at the metal ring that spiraled around her finger. It looked like a family ring, usually passed down or each member of a Pureblooded family had one. He himself had one, made of silver and blue sapphire but chose not to wear it, not in fear of loosing it but he didn't want to be associated with his family.

Her chuckle snaps him out of his thoughts, putting his empty hand back into his pants pocket. "O, ya ne imel v vidu eto takim obrazom!" (1) He stuttered out, feeling bad he had called her a well, Devil. Milo paused going over the scene in his head. Wait she had spoken to him in Russian. Ty govorish' po-russki? No vy ved' student Khogvartsa?" (2) The taller boy furrows his brows together, slightly confused. Did she have family? Perhaps she had traveled and learnt the language for fun? Then it clicked. She had probably been forced to learn it if she was a Pureblood. However how was he going to know if he didn't ask?

The blonde boy took a step back and bowed his head before speaking calmly. "Moi glubochayshiye izvineniya. Menya zovut Milosh Renkvist, ya tretiy posle famil'nogo pomest'ya Renkvistov. Vy mozhete nazyvat' menya Maylo" (3) Sure the introducation was a little fancy, but if she was of a Pureblooded family it was the right thing to do. Plus after his introduction he would get to know her name which made his heart flutter at the thought. A beautiful name to go with that devilish smirk.

The comment about him being an angel almost went over his head after he blacked out and blabbed out his formal introduction. "YA ne angel, no ya rad, chto nashi puti pereseklis'." (4) He joked, his flirty side coming out after being destroyed by embarrassment a few minutes prior. The girl continued to tease him saying that his journal was more important than she as he had picked it up first. If she had picked up that journal and read what he wrote about her he might as well pass away there on the spot. What if she thought he was a creep? Better to have a good grip on the journal just in case..

"Udachnaya sluchaynost' ili, mozhet byt', sud'ba?" (5) He murmured out loud to himself. Milo shook his head to clear his love struck brain and got what some people would call a "der'movaya ukhmylka" (6) on his face before making a sarcastic comment. "Chto zh, yesli ty d'yavol, khochesh' pokazat' mne ad?" (7) He gestured to the castle, courtyard and everything in between. Hey maybe he could count this as a first date who knows?

(1) Russian translated to English - Oh- I didn't mean it in that way!
(2) Russian translated to English - You speak Russian? But you are a student at Hogwarts aren't you?
(3) Russian translated to English - My deepest apologies. My name is Milosh Rehnquist, third in line to the Rehnquist family estate. You can call me Milo.
(4) Russian translated to English - I am no angel but I'm glad our paths have crossed.
(5) Russian translated to English - A lucky accident or maybe just destiny?
(6) Russian translated to English - shit-eating grin cough I am a good child don't tell on me for using a bad word
(7) Russian translated to English - Well if you are the Devil, want to show me around Hell?
@Katherine Labrouder

Interacting with: Milosh Rehnquist @Annie Morgan

Katherine had luckily noticed that he looked at her family ring, Even she had mixed feelings about it but wouldn't show it obviously. She had made sure to keep eye contact with him and keep a soft expression. She also listened to him say that he didn't mean to call her the devil in a bad way, then what way did he mean?

She let out a soft chuckle after he was surprised that she spoke Russian, She was a pureblood of course she had to learn Russian, she knew other languages too. At least They come with the advantage of understanding everyone and maybe hiding her true nationality of how fluent she speaks them, after all, if your gonna do something wrong at least don't leave any evidence.

That also includes hiding your nationality and identity from people. She spoke after her chuckle by saying" I might be from Hogwarts but that doesn't mean I don't know other languages, I mean I don't blame you many people don't know other languages here at Hogwarts, But as a Pure-blood, I was forced to learn Russian and other languages like Swedish and french",

She paused then continued" I know other more but I don't mean to flex at all, it's helpful at times I guess, I can teach you a few phrases in another language if you'd like that sometime",She suggested with a flirty smirk. She then watched as he bowed and introduced himself.

Ah, so he was also a pureblood with what sounds like the type of rich pureblood family Katherine thought, It was quite intriguing for Kath so not only she could benefit from his handsome looks also his status. Status was something important when going with a guy. She always had to be with powerful status people just to please dear old father.

After he had finished it was due for Katherine to also introduce herself, since he was the one who chose proper formalities it was her turn to return the favour. She bowed to him but held her school skirt just the way she would hold a gown while bowing, she looked down at the floor and spoke" I'm Katherine, Katherine Labrouder and the only Heiress to the Labrouder family estate, The pleasure is all mine Milo",

She then returned to her original composure subtly, she looked at him and spoke" if it were up to me I would still call you angel, it kind of stuck and I don't know what to do about it", She tapped her index finger on her lips as if she was thinking.

She chuckled at the next part, god he was too cute, almost like a kid wanting to marry you in the future type of cute. Luckily Katherine was confident most girls wouldn't be as bold, for her this was almost too fun, she spoke" ah if you keep being this cute, you might even warm up the devil's heart", she gave him her devilish smirk and charming eyes.

I guess this meant she had caught his poor innocent heart right in between her hands since he had asked for a tour, Kath returned to a flirty smirk and spoke " of course anything for an angel", She gave her devilish smirk and would wait for what would come next, I guess you would count this as a first date.

Milosh's ears tingled at her chuckle, if he was to be mocked by anyone, he would prefer it to be her if he could hear the melodious chuckle that escaped her lips. The boy shook his head and awkwardly looked down, ashamed that she had to explain to him that Purebloods learned several other languages. His hunch that she was a Pureblood was right, but he felt dumb for having to ask. He himself knew other languages besides Russian, like bits and pieces of Polish, Norwegian, and Bulgarian, he just wasn't fluent in the others ones, including English. He got teased last summer at the BBQ about saying watermelon with a v, but it wasn't his fault w's were hard. Not that his thick accent made it any easier to understand, he was lucky the girl could understand him.

The girl, it seemed Katherine was her name once she introduced herself. "Katherine..? mne eto nravitsya." (1) He tested the word out on his tongue, it was pretty. It rolled off sounding like "Kat-air-een" due to his strong accent. She said the pleasure was all hers, but how wrong she was. A small blush crept on his cheek as she called him an angel again. It seemed the name was going to stick. He made a mental note to explain why he had called her a devil as they started walking around. She made another comment about being a Devil and he gave a small light-hearted laugh."YA nikogda ne khotel tebya tak nazyvat'. Vo vsyakom sluchaye, ty padshiy angel. Temnyy i zagadochnyy, no polnyy krasoty." (2) He spoke quickly, rather flustered before snapping his mouth shut and finding the ground rather interesting for a few moments. He facepalmed realizing that probably didn't sound any better than calling her a Devil, the blush mainly of embarrassment, creeping to his ears and tinting them red.

He averted his gaze and instead gazed around at the tall castle walls, hands tucked in his pockets as he strolled along with the absolute goddess next to him. If he wasn't as embarrassed and slightly cocky he may have puffed his chest out and even courageously grabbed her hand, but he had his wits about him. "Taaaak gde snachala?" (3) The blonde haired boy turned his honey-brown eyes to Katherine, wanting to spend as much time as possible with her. Sure he had seen the castle before, but hey another tour wouldn't hurt no one. Especially when he had good company.

Speaking of.. "Ey, a ty ne khochesh' poyti na bal vmeste, yesli ty yeshche ni s kem ne khochesh'?" (4) He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. It had been on his mind for awhile. Who to ask? It was always worse going alone, especially if something bad happened. He wouldn't want to see her hurt, and hey maybe he could show off in the face of danger. It was a selfish thought and he mentally flicked himself at the idea. His blonde curls bounced as they continued walking while hopefully waiting for a reply from Katherine. He didn't mind the silence, it wasn't awkward, it was rather comfortable.

(1) Russian translation to English - "Katherine..? I like it."
(2) Russian translation to English - "I never meant to call you that. If anything you are a fallen angel. Dark and mysterious but full of beauty."
(3) Russian translation to English - "Soooo where to first?"
(4) Russian translation to English - "Hey, would you want to go to the ball together if you aren't already going with someone?"

@Katherine Labrouder

EDIT: Added last paragraph on 5/29 (for all the readers/stalkers)

Interacting with: Milosh Rehnquist @Annie Morgan

Katherine noticed when he looked down the look of shame painted all over him, She decided to ignore it for his sake at least. Though to say his thick accent was attractive, it showed that maybe Russian was his first language since it had a strong accent. She liked the sound of her name on his tongue, it probably was because of his thick accent.

She let out a small, soft chuckle. She spoke" To be completely honest, I could listen to your voice all day, its almost as if its music in my ears, I don't think I could ever get bored of it", she had a flirtatious smirk on her face, Katherine knew how to use words no matter what. So flirting wasn't a problem with her.

She took a stroll with him, she noticed how easily he could blush or get flustered. He had a warm aura to him that she noticed, it was such a foreign and almost scary feeling to her. It gave her small chills. After he spoke about his thought of Kath, she couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

Was it to mock him? no, he was almost a victim to her terrible ways. But she chuckled because she knew the truth, She was like a cracked mirror sooner or later the crack will expand then the mirror would break. Like a box that shouldn't be opened or else something dark would be released. Secretly she enjoys tormenting people, making people feel hurt.

Only the victims of her ways could speak for it, A part of her enjoyed watching people suffer but that's a part of her no one would know. she spoke back" don't worry I know your intention, I'm just messing with you it's so cute to see you all flustered and shy,it almost makes me want to ruffle your beautiful, golden curls",

She could see him getting completely flustered from the corner of her eyes, She watched as he face palmed himself, She let him cool off a bit before messing with him again, she was afraid he might burst of embarrassment. He had asked where they would go, she had many options he had already seen the courtyard where she spends most of her time.

She also spends some time in her common room but she couldn't show him, She spoke" how about the lake first?", she asked. Then he had asked her out to the ball, Katherine stopped in her tracks. She completely forgot about it, well since the last ball wasn't so great.

Her smirk dropped for a short amount of second, her eyes darted down to her scar that was on her knuckle. All because of some pathetic problem that had ended up causing her to punch and break a mirror. In the end of all that she had gotten was a scar, it taunted her, The voice of her father that was, on how she could break out of character, show emotion like that, embarrass the darned family name.

That one voice that she hated hearing the most, the one that caused her pain and agony. She didn't care if she went alone that was probably the plan for this years ball, she was a lone wolf till the end. She quickly had a devilish smirk on and spoke" It would be an honour to go with you",

While saying that she would keep eye contact with him and have a devilish smirk on, she then would say " now let's go to this lake shall we?",