A Night of Romance Pv Nico Closed

@Duvessa Ember

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"So... Maybe you're not a total screw-up? Maybe you have a chance. Probably not, but maybe!"
As Nico silently walked down the stairs from his dorm, he watched Duvessa exit the Common Room door. He waited a few minutes standing at the bottom of the stairs before following.
"Why am I doing this, it's nearly curfew," Nico thought as he silently walked undetected through shadows from the moonlight.
Just that morning, Duvessa had slipped him a note at the end of Charms telling him to meet her at the Abandoned Toilets later that night. The setting was strange but Nico was more concerned with the fact that he didn't have anything to wear. So he decided on his My Chemical Romance shirt and torn white jeans, along with his favorite sweatshirt, seeing as his fashion sense was that of someone who lives under a rock.
As Duvessa turned to walk into the Abandoned Toilets, Nico froze and thought, "I really shouldn't go in. Maybe she's regretting telling me to come... Oh, whatever. I'm going in."
Nico took a deep breath and stepped out of the comfort of the shadows and walked into the room.
As he stepped in, he saw Duvessa standing a few meters away and took a small step back.
"You called?" Nico asked with a sense of fake confidence.

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"You called?" He had asked, his voice fairly confident. That, however, didn't fool Duvessa for one moment. She had always been fascinated by how humans behave, and in this case, she guessed the nervousness he was hiding. That was good news to her; it would be easier for her to talk to him that way, seeing that she was also fairly worried.
"I..." She began, seeming to forget how to form words. "I..I've read the letter you sent me. The one I written to you is rubbish, hardly a sentence." She added, shaking her head at that thought. Her black hair swayed in tune to it.

Are you just going to stand here? A voice whispered in her mind. She propelled it away and then asked a question that cut silent darkness.
"Is it true?" Damn, worst thing to ask. Obviously it is, otherwise, why would he be here then? "I mean, " She blushed, and for once, she was glad that it was dark "I just want to say that...I am too." She thought over what she said and replied quickly.
"I think that I also have a crush...on you." She continued, pausing and staring into the floor. She felt that she couldn't look up in

@Duvessa Ember

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"Did she just- Oh my god...."
Seeing that Duvessa was as nervous made Nico feel more comfortable and confident. As she muttered and asked rhetorical questions, Nico stood there fiddling with his rings, shifting his weight from one leg to the other with one eyebrow raised as he patiently waited for the girl to finish speaking.
Just as Nico thought she had finished she hit him with a, "I have a crush on you." And when I say his ego soared, I mean it went from the floor all the way to the heavens. And I mean it flew.
But then it crashed with the thought of, "What do I say now?"
"And this is why we don't talk to girls! You just get nervous and always end up embarrassing yourself. Push it away!"
Nico stood there for a moment with a look of shock on his face as his brain said, "Uhm. No. We ain't doing this. Tell her about the thing. Girls hate that."
And as a socially awkward and confused guy, Nico just looked at her and said, "Oh. Um. Well... I, uh, I can talk to snakes."
"See? Girls equal confusion. And confusion equals exposing yourself."

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She waited calmly, wondering what she was meant to say after. She had often watched Ambrose and Fredrick talk romantically together - something that Duvessa had no clue on how to do. Whispers of advice floated in her ears, including Than who suggested to hex the boy and run away. Well, thats what he would do. Not Duvessa.

After a couple of moments, she heard him say something:
"Oh. Um. Well... I, uh, I can talk to snakes." Although he was stammering slightly, she could hear him perfectly. What did that mean anyway? She tried not to convey the look of puzzlement - she didn't want to hurt his feelings. So, she tried to smile but decided against it, as the last time she tried to do that it looked like she had a toothache (she was doing that when Than tried to force her into smiling) but thankfully she was in Hogwarts now, free to do anything on her will.

She stared at him and then said simply
"Thank you. Thanks for not being scared of me, me with black hair and dark eyes and stuff. That's nice of you." She said, remembering the past few days when she first came to Hogwarts - heavens, she cried in every classroom at night.

@Duvessa Ember

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"You are an IDIOT, Nico Cirillo! Why are you like this??"
After Nico had said that, it took maybe a few moments for it to register in the girl's head because she had a look of pure confusion, which she failed to hide. A few moments passed before Duvessa said, "Thank you. Thanks for not being scared of me, me with black hair and dark eyes and stuff. That's nice of you."
Which was even more confusing to Nico because he didn't know that he was supposed to be scared of her.
So without thinking, he said, "Scared? Are people scared of you? Why would they be? Is pretty the new scary or something? Well, people are at least a little spooked by me, and I have similar features, but I also enjoy hiding from humanity in the shadows. So, I suppose that makes sense. But you have friends and are social, so why would you be scary?"
"You should be an author because the number of words you just spat could make a whole series and a half."
Nico spoke quickly so the possibility of Duvessa hearing and understanding what he had just said was small. But she had kept up with him so far.
As he waited for her response, he spun his father's ring around on his finger. It was rather therapeutic for Nico, but there was always the chance of it falling off and becoming lost as it was a tad too large for his slim fingers. Realizing this, Nico when to put it away in his pocket, but only as it clattered to the floor did he remember he didn't have pockets.
"No, not again..."

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Duvessa listened to him, and she smiled into the darkness, just as she saw him spinning a pretty ring flashing on his finger. She looked at it curiously but as Nico attempted to slide it into his pocket, it clashed on the floor, the noise ringing around the room. Duvessa watched before diving down quickly and retreiving it. She turned it over for a few times and then handed it back to him.

Questions exploded in her head. Where was it from? Why was it here? She shrugged to herself, trying not to be nosy.
"Well, er, thanks." She nodded to him, replying to his nice remark. He was speaking quite quickly, making it hard for Duvessa to catch what he was saying.

What am I meant to do now? She asked herself quickly, as her silky eyes targeted the stone cold floor. I should have brought something warmer... she though distractedly as her mind remembered how they met.

It was in that corridor, after Transfiguration....she had seen him like a speck of gold underneath the dirt. He stood out to her immidiately. Perhaps it was his looks, or his straightforward personality....but she always knew deep inside that this could happen. Truth be told, she actually was excited when the letter came.

@Duvessa Ember

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"Um, thank you," Nico muttered as Duvessa handed him his ring.
She had a curious look when she inspected it, moments before.
After a few seconds of silence had passed, Nico said, "It's my father's. Or it was at least. It's a bit of a sob story, really, so I won't bother you with it. But long story short, my father died when I was young, leaving me this ring for when I started Hogwarts. It falls off often, but it's important to me, so I still wear it." He paused, giving her time to respond.
"As long as she doesn't ask anything else, I'll be fine. Just don't say anything else about it."
Lost in thought, Nico realized he was staring at Duvessa. He quickly looked down as his face turned a soft red.
"Oh, Nico... What've you gotten yourself into? Blushing over a girl, how pathetic. She doesn't actually like you, she's too pretty..."
As Nico looked around the room to avoid eye contact with Duvessa, he said (rather arrogantly), "It's kind of chilly, innit? I mean, I'm fine, but you look kind of cold. But my sweatshirt is so warm, bet you wish you had one. Honestly, you should've thought about the fact that it's nearly five degrees out. That's not very warm."

5° Celsius btw

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Nico began talking about the ring, and Duvessa took a small step further to him. After he finished, she looked at it once more.
"It's beautiful." She commented, and then looked up at him. Her ebony hair tilted with her, shining. She noticed that he seemed to be trying to avoid eye contact and she smiled. Boys.
"Thankfully, I don't see my own father often. With no offense meant, he isn't a sweet rose." She said, her eyes flickering towards him to make sure she had not caused offense. She was touched by the bond he obviously had with her father. But when she thought of her own, hatred filled her soul. He was spending so much time with darling Dagger, and nearly made Mother cope all the time with she and Lori. She shook them away, not wanting to spoil the night with her spilling her woes too much.

Then Nico spoke rather arrogantly, about how cold it was - and as she listened, Duvessa knew he was right. She nodded and smiled faintly.
"Wasn't thinking clearly." She said, as she looked out of the window and faced the starry sky. The moon danced in it, and Duvessa felt a weight roll of her shoulders.

@Duvessa Ember

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"Hey, look! You both have issues with your fathers!"
Nico was rather curious about what Duvessa had said about her father. "Ask, but don't pry. And don't be so abrasive when you ask!"
"So, I guess your father isn't the greatest? At least he's still alive," Nico said abrasively.
"From now on, you should just NOT talk. Ever. Any word that comes out of your mouth is not well thought out is it?"
In an attempt to justify his question, he said, "I'm sorry, that was a bit... um, rude, I suppose. You don't have to talk about it. I'd rather not talk about my father, I'd rather not talk about any of my family for that matter. They are all just a bunch of snobby rich Pure-bloods who think they are better than everyone and everything. Well, except my mum, she doesn't really think that way."
Nico's mother had always been kind to everyone, no matter their blood status. And she had raised Nico to be like that, and he tried to be. But being nice to people meant talking to them. And talking to them meant not hiding in the comfort of shadows and the back of the classrooms. So, he wasn't nice often.