Closed A Cold Treat!

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It was a chilly winter day at Diagon Alley. The cobblestones ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. The street was crowded with families, many students had taken their free time at winter break to went buy some new school supplies and find other treats and quidditch equipment. In her case, Irina was feeling extremely happy! She had been there with her parents to buy her Christmas gift. Since she had passed Christmas Eve with Colin and Jannette and went after to Germany, just now she could have time with her mum and dad. Soon she would be having her new friend Peici! A black cat, with a fur as shine and dark as her own inner wolf!

Daniel and Ingrid Sousa were at the Madam Malkin's now, doing some late shop. Ingrid wanted to buy Irina an entire wardrobe apparently! She couldn't stay there a minute longer, putting some clothes on, then try another outfit, then take it...it was exhausting and really not one of her favorite things to do! So when her mother was over with her, Irina excused herself to go catch some air outside. And she walked out of the store just in time! On the other side of the street she saw a familiar silhouette, a tall dark-haired boy that she knew so well. Beside him was another of her best friends, a figure just as tall, but his hair was a stark contrast to the other, a long pale blond hair. Excited, Irina crossed the street with a cheerful smile "Hey wolfies! What are you both doing here?" She asked as soon as she reached closer to Lucian and Colin.

They hadn't been together for long when another familiar voice called them from a distance, "Hi Colin!, Hi Luci!, Hi Rina?". Irina felt her smile fall in a instance. Her once joyful disposition changed in a second. Of all the people at Hogwarts, why would Merlin send their way, that "rare specimen"? Doing a gigantic effort not to roll her eyes, Irina looked at the small, purple-haired girl waving at them, "Hey Thorn!" She greeted back the young Slytherin, with a forced smile and with an emphasis on her name. Truth be said, that girl had become a thorn in her life! At least she could had brought her brothers with her! Things would had been far more interesting!

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"Just because you're too weak to open your mind to his way, doesn't mean you can close mine! I want to continue seeing him!" I shouted with a red face, my jaw clenched and anger swirling inside me more than a full moon anger! I was mad. They wanted to stop me seeing him because of what happened at the end of the ball. Apparently he was doing something at the end when everyone was leaving. "He is my granddad!"

"I am trying to look out for you angel," mum said softly, I glared at her, my fangs bearing.

"My name is Lucian! I am not an angel," I snapped, dad then gently moved mum out of the way and got into my face.

"Lucian Michael, you do not snap at your mother like that! Go to your room! You're grounded!" he yelled. I glared at him before storming upstairs and slamming the door shut. I then called for Darla

Attire: Wearing: Slytherin pride, neck ring, kilt, shoes, fang necklace, raven feather in his braid.

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Colin stepped off the bus and into the Leaky Cauldron. The smell of the ancient pub bombarded Colin's nose with aromas of food and stale alcohol and even staler wizards drowning in the former. But mostly it brought a most welcome sight: Ciarán and their Seanmamó! He hadn't seen either since August, and since he'd not be going home for Christmas, they had decided to meet for the day in London before travelling back to Hogsmeade.

Colin's face broke out into a huge smile and he rushed to embrace both of them! Ciarán gave him a thump on the back as she asked where he'd been, saying he looked like he hadn't slept at all. When he told her that he'd been to visit Godric's, she said, rather sharply: "Why d'ye want to gang to that place? ¹ "

"Whist," said Seanmamó. "An ye dinna ken why, ye wull soon eneuch! ² " The older woman gave her great-great-great-great granddaughter a look. And Colin knew well that the look would be sufficient to put no more than a pause on his little sister's line of questioning.

As they sat to eat, talk mostly revolved around the goings on at Hogwarts. The Hexiwizard Tournament of course was of interest, as was the Ball and the whole disaster with the Real Girl and Colin's even more disastrous broom race against Hufflepuff. Ciarán gave Colin's head a knock. "No wonder ye pulled through so well! Just as I suspected! Nothing up there but --- what's her name? --- Clair! How is it with her anyway?"

"Aw, shut it lass," Colin said. He explained that he wasn't quite sure how it was with Clair. "Anyway, sometimes I think she doesn't know I exist!" Ciarán only rolled her green eyes, as if to say well, duh, everyone knows boys have cooties and why would she want that!?

Their meal done, Seanmamó said to them: "Well then! I expect you two will be eager to explore a bit! As I have business --- here and there --- we'll meet later before we take Colin back to school. He and I have some important things to talk about. Now awa wi ye!"

And with that, Colin and Ciarán were set loose on wizarding London! After wandering all around the place, the pair found themselves approaching Fortescue's Parlour. "Co, what do you suppose Seanmamó meant? Is it about Liam do you suppose? Ma and Da haven't said anything," the girl asked. "Or ---" she lowered her voice so that only Colin could hear, "--- or maybe about that other matter? That book and all that you and Fyre Angel were looking at. From summer?"

Colin looked over his younger sister critically. She'd just turned ten and already she was preparing herself to charge headlong into whatever it was Colin found himself facing. She was so much like Liam! She'd gotten taller and she shared the same green eyes and pale hair. And hadn't she already proven herself? The girl knew more about werewolves than even Colin did, and he was one! The only thing she lacked, and Colin prayed it would remain so, was the experience.

"I---I reckon lass it's more about the book." Colin realised that he hadn't had much time to talk with AngelFyre about it since then. That would have to change in the new year. He felt that it held critical clues. "Come on lass, let's get in!" Colin paused at the door and sniffed. He gave his little sister a smile.

For her part, Ciarán rolled her eyes. "Well, it ain't Clair you're sniffing out, lad, cos if it were, you'd be hooting and hollering like a mad man out here! So who is it?"

Colin wrapped his right arm around Ciarán as nodded towards a figure sitting outside the place. "Friend." Colin only spoke the one word.

“Hello Colin? What brings you here?” It was Lucian. A fellow Wolf.

Colin didn't have a chance to explain anything when another figure appeared. Rina! "Hey wolfies! What are you both doing here?"

Ciarán all but openly stared at the two young werewolves before her. "Heyo," Colin said in greeting. "This is Ciarán, my little sister! She knows," he said with a curt nod. They would understand. "Go on, lass," he said, pushing the younger girl forward a bit. "That's Irina and Lucian. Give them a proper bow!"

"Whoa!" said Ciarán excitedly. She turned back to Colin. "This is your pack!? Wicked lad!"

Colin could only blush at Ciarán's reaction. He didn't have a chance because another voice piped up. He felt himself tense somewhat, though he wasn't entirely sure why. Clearly Rina was a bit upset by the new arrival. But Lucian was anything but upset! He was practically gushing about the other girl! “Looking good Thorn!” Colin rolled his eyes at Luci's compliment. “Want to hang with us?”

Ciarán said only: "Whoa, who's the goth queen, Co? Is that Clair!?"

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1. Why d'ye want to gang to that place? :: Why did you want to go there?
2. Whist. An ye dinna ken why, ye wull soon eneuch! :: Hush. If you don't know, you soon will.

@Irina Sousa | @Lucian Mornstern | @Thorn Cullen || @Clair Fernandez | @AngelFyre McCubbin