@Nyx Blackheart

Date: Summer break, before the start of camp.

Kazimir was having a lovely stroll down Diagon Alley. The boy stood out like a sore thumb really. He was tipping just over six feet tall these days and the summer sun made his red hair appear like it was almost on fire, but fortunately he had applied plenty of sunscreen before his outing today. Kazimir's father had given him a couple of coins and told him to explore the surrounding alley as he took care of some business at Gringotts and the boy was pleased not to be locked up in some stuffy office while his father chatted away about this or that with the goblins. So, he walked. Well, stomped really as his feet seemed to grow larger by the day and the alley proved to be quite the site to see.

Kazi had travelled with his father before, but that was mostly around Russia and parts of eastern Europe. This was the boy's first time to England and the famous Diagon Alley and it was surely living up to the hype. He had to beg his mother to come after being invited to the international camp being held in London this year. The plan had originally been for him to spend the break in their mountain village, but since Koldovstoretz had begun to allow half-breeds into the school Kazi was now welcome to attend the camp. He could still almost feel his mother's booming voice shaking their yurt as she protested, but in the end she agreed to let him come. The introduction to the international magical community would be good for him.

This day was shaping up to be the highlight of his trip so far. First he had explored Quality Quidditch Supplies which had been a treat for sure! Kazi was a beater on his school's team and the chance to look over such fine items had left him excited. He still preferred to ride his bewitched tree, but the brooms in stock there were more than tempting. Now he was on his way to Flourish and Blotts. Kazimir was not the most studious of students, but he did enjoy sitting out in the fields with a good book. Especially a good spy thriller. So, how could he pass up one of the most famous bookstores in the magical world?!

Kazi's long strides finally stopped just outside of the store as he pressed his rather large nose right up against the glass. He could see shelf after shelf of books ready for his viewing and his face split into a wide grin as he thought of all the options. The glass fogged up as he let out a deep, rumbling chuckle at the thought of it all. How could this day get any better!

I was looking forward to the summer. After all, I had no plans other than to avoid my father with his ways of trying to "comfort me."
I didn't need it. I was perfectly fine. My uncle would say that I was in denial. But I wasn't! No matter, I would prove to them that I was great.
I made plans to visit Diagon Alley early in the beginning of summer, feeling that a trip to the bookstore was in schedule. I needed the new books that were out of Herbology. My father was hesitant to let me go, but in the end, my uncle and I talked him down enough so that he could let me go alone.
I watched everything around me, letting the chaos of the alley swallow me.
I looked around for Florish and Blotts.
I couldn't see it around all the people, surrounding me.
I had grown a bit during the school year, 3 inches to be exact.
Making me 5'3. A bit taller than the other females who were in my year, but all the women in my family were tall, so that wasn't surprising to me.
I finally saw it through all the crowds.
I pushed, shoved, and elbowed my way through, smirking when I heard a yelp of pain as my elbow hit its designated target of a rib.
I opened the door, breathing in the smell of parchment and ink.
I looked around. Suddenly, I saw something.
A face pressed against the glass.
I stared surprised into murky greenish male eyes.
Wow, was my only thought.

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Kazimir was entranced by the sight of all the books just on the other side of the glass. Not only would he be asking his father if he would purchase him a new thriller of some kind, but he wondered what books they would have on the natural world. For as long as he could remember, Kazi had been most at peace when surrounded by nature. Everything from simple gardening to exploring an enchanted forest. All of it spoke to his heart and he hoped there would be a good one with some cool pictures in it!

The boy was so captivated by this idea that he wasn't even paying much attention to the world around him. He didn't even notice the coming and going of people or the yelp of pain from somewhere nearby. All of it faded into the fuzzy background as he stayed fixated on the store. It was something that happened to him quite a bit when he got excited. The idea would swirl around in his mind as he thought of almost nothing else. His imagination would run wild and break his concentration from everything else. A daydreamer most would call him and nothing would break his gaze, not until he saw her.

A young witch would pop into his field of view. Usually this would cause him to be frustrated as she was clearly blocking his line of sight to the book, but something about her aura now captivated his gaze. Kazimir had seen plenty of other people in his life. All kinds of different people really. Big ones, little ones. Some that looked nice, some that looked funny. But never before had his gray-green eyes been so transfixed by another person. The rich, jet black color to her hair gave an air of mystery and the way it contrasted to her pale skin was very pleasant to look at. Her outfit and accessories were well outside the norm as well, but it only captivated Kazi that much more. He raised a rather large hand and wiggled his fingers to gesture hello before turning towards the door to enter the shop. Hopefully she would be looking for him too...

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I watched as the boy waved his fingers at me in greeting.
I blushed, something that I would never do on any normal circumstances. But this wasn't a normal circumstance.
I shyly waved back, clutching the forgotten books in my hands.
He was tall. 6 ft something probably.
He had fiery red hair that looked almost like stained glass does when the light hits it a certain way.
It made him look even cuter than I had originally thought.
He was 11 or 12 though.
I knew that from his still boyish features.
Half-Giant, my brain helpfully supplied.
I couldn't think properly though. This was a new feeling, of just being completely breathless with just one look.
I followed him with my eyes as he opened that door of the shop and stepped in.
I blushed again, feeling again that weird bubbly, butterflies in my stomach kind of thing.
I watched as he looked around.
Maybe for me.
I suddenly had that thought barge in like a train hopped up on a muggle energy drink that my uncle always drank.
I argued with myself but then suddenly I saw that he wasn't that far away from me.
I felt like fainting.
Or vomiting.
Or possibly both.
What is happening to me?!?
The thought passed furiously across my mind.
I walked over to where the boy was, feeling trepidation in every step. Just before I got to him, I somehow managed to drop all my books, each clattering louder than the last.
I winced and crouched down to pick them up.
I looked up to see the same grey-green eyes looking at me again.
His eyes are really pretty.
I thought ideally.

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Kazimir let out another deep, rumbling chuckle as the girl through the window waved back, but of the sudden his cheeks felt really hot. Had he come down with a fever all of the sudden?! He felt his face with the back of his hands to make sure. Kazi did feel warm, but he didn't have a headache or feel crummy like he usually did when he was sick. In fact, he felt really good. Even better than good somehow. In all his life he had experienced quite a few joys, but this one felt unlike anything he had felt before. Whatever this feeling was it propelled him through the door in search of this new friend he just had to meet.

When Kazimir got inside he was almost distracted from his goal as his eyes took in the sheer amount of books that now surrounded him. He had seen the library at school and that was impressive too, but these books looked really fancy! Some of them even had gold on the pages! However, it would take something way more awesome than books to keep him from finding her. Soon enough his pale green eyes were seeing the dark haired girl without a pane of glass between them and she was somehow even prettier! And he really liked her style too. Kazimir looked down at his own, rather plain clothes and then back to hers. The stripes of her shirt were a fun pattern and she even had skeleton looking people on her t-shirt. He couldn't wait to ask her a million questions.

When she walked over the books would com tumbling out of her grasp and Kazi kneeled down to see if he could help collect them. Their height difference was much less noticeable now. "Hello." He held out some of the books towards her. "I'm Kazimir, but friend call me Kazi." His voice was heavily accented. His native language was Russian, but there was also a rumbling tone to his accent that marked him as something else. "I like your shirt." He finished with a smile.

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I stared at him. He was even cuter up close, which only made me feel even more whatever it was that I was feeling.
It felt like I had eaten a bag of butterflies.
Very strange mental image I gave myself there but that's how I felt.
Or maybe like someone dumped a bag of moths down my throat.
I mentally argued with myself to not have any more weird mental images.
I blushed when he complimented my shirt.
Not a lot of people liked my style, some even complimenting it sarcastically.
But he said it genuinely, like he truly meant it.
And I had a feeling he did.
His accent was Russian with something else.
That's probably the Half-Giant part. My mind thought while he held out a few of my books.
He's certainly a gentleman.
I thought.
I took them, blushing again.
I had no idea why I was blushing so much.
This was very weird.
"Th-Th-Thank you. Umm, my name's Blackheart. Nyx Mania Lyssa Blackheart."
I also had no idea why I stuttered or told him my full name.
I felt like I was going to burst with how hard I was blushing.
I stared at him.
It felt like I could look into those eyes for days.
They were bottomless.
The reminded me of the Black Lake at Hogwarts. Full of mystery and secrets but at the same time, welcoming.

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Pretty was the word that kept repeating in his mind as the pair of them looked into each other's gaze. Her eyes left him feeling funny still. Like his stomach was swirling or that he needed to catch his breath, but all was fine. An odd sensation indeed. It was true that Kazimir really did like her sense of fashion. Perhaps he had just grown too used to the dull uniforms as Koldovstoretz. They had pops of color but it was all very monotone. The boy loved arrays of color. Just like in nature where he loved to be most. Colors swirled around and changed when the lighting shifted. Even though her attire was mostly just black and white, he really enjoyed the stripes on her sleeves and wondered if he could pull off such a pattern?

Kazi only smiled bigger when the girl offered her full name! Even though she had four altogether it reminded him of his own hyphenated name. "Your name is long. I like it! Mine is Kazimir Valun-Plemya! Not as long, but almost!" The thought of it made him chuckle again as the laughter rumbled in his chest and throat. "Did you know my name is Russian for boulder-tribe?" Of course she didn't as they had just met, but he was too excited to think clearly. That is name of my tribe. We all have it!" Pride flashed though his gaze as he thought of his clan. They weren't all related, but it always felt like one large family. "Blackheart. Blackheart." Kazi repeated her last name a couple of time trying to get the pronunciation right. "I think your heart not black." He finished with another, softer chuckle.

I stared at him, a warm and fuzzy feeling rising in my stomach as he told me what his full name was.
I blushed like there was a tomato under my cheeks when he smiled again, bigger and brighter than before.
His smile was amazing.
I suddenly felt the urge to sigh when I thought that. Like a love-struck puppy, my uncle would say.
I blushed again when he commented on how long my name was. I sometimes hated my name for just how long it was, but now?
I was never happier.
And his laughter! It was like a clap of thunder, only less ominous and more cheerful. I liked it.
Hell, I liked everything about him!
I smiled when he told me his name.
I knew a bit of Russian since I was learning it with my uncle, who knew at least 7 languages from working as a researcher for a private contractor, he agreed to teach me.
I already knew quite a bit. But I didn't know that that was what his name stood for. I smiled again at him, pushing back an errant strand of hair.
I said, "Really? That's cool!
I know a bit of Russian but not that much.
My uncle in teaching me."
I blushed again after talking, watching his every move.
He was amazing.
Here I am, falling for a complete stranger.
Never did I think at it would be so ... Enchanting.
It felt like I was floating on a cloud and I never wanted to come down.
Is this what falling in love feels like?
I wondered.
I couldn't stop myself from staring into those eyes though.
They were mesmerizing.
I gave him another shy smile of my own, looking down before peering up at him through my long eyelashes.
Never have I ever been more grateful for them.
I blinked.

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Kazimir couldn’t win the smile off of his face if he wanted to and oh boy he surely didn’t! Perhaps his face would get stuck that way just like his mother warned when he was making funny faces. Well, if it was that way because he got to keep looking at Nyx then he was all for it! He noticed that her cheeks were turning rosy red and even his own felt a bit hot. Never before had the boy blushed because of a girl. Mostly when his cheeks went red it was because he felt embarrassed. Like when his brothers pulled a prank on him or if he tripped and fell in front of the other villagers. No, this was something else. This felt great!

Kazi smiled yet again as Nyx told him about speaking some Russian. That was surely a great surprise as he didn’t expect to meet another speaker of the language. His brow furrowed as he wondered if she could speak Giant as well, but he shook aww that thought as soon as it came. No way was he that lucky, but maybe if they stayed friends he could teach her some! And considering the way his heart was beating away he was sure they would know each other in one capacity or another for a long time to come.

“That is so cool that you speak Russian! Is your uncle from there too?” Maybe she had family worldwide? Kazi’s was always so close and his father traveled far and wide, but he always came back to the village to spend time with Kazimir. The boy’s world was a bit small at the moment. “Did you know that Giants speak their own language too? I actually learned that first before Russian. Would you like to hear some?”

I smiled when he smiled because his was just so infectious. I swear that my face will never be the same again. Not after smiling this much. I felt my heart pounding inside my chest, which felt like it was ready to burst. I noticed that he blushed a bit too, and I just blushed harder. I had never blushed like this before. I have never blushed period. It felt like my face was a furnace that burned it's was through a never ending supply of kindling. I noticed the way his brow furrowed as he thought of something. I let out a tiny sigh, just barely making any noise. He looked so charming when he did that. He commented on how cool it was that I spoke Russian and I smiled shyly and blushed again. I shook my head when he asked me if my uncle was from there. Then I thought for a moment.

"My uncle on my father's side isn't but on my mother's side, my uncle is Russian. My uncle just knew how to speak the language because he's always traveling. He does research for a private company. I'm not completely sure what he does other than that though."
I said, my words soft and sweet. I let my accent flow through without realizing it. Welsh accents are usually melodious.
I blushed when I realized that it happened. My English is usually pretty good, but sometimes, my accents flows through when I'm feeling a strong emotion. Like anger or joy. Or happiness. Was that what I was feeling, happiness?

I came back to the moment when he told me about Giants, and how they had their own language. I was surprised when he told me that he learned that before learning Russian. He asked me if I wanted to hear Giant. I practically jumped at the chance.
"I would love to."
I looked up at him through my eyelashes, just very slightly batting them.

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