Old Tower

The Leoines chose to restore this room only to the point where it was safe for people to be in. Being odd people, they thought that it was more interesting if they kept it as it was.

Landing silently in the tower, Alexandra shifted back to her usual human shape and sat down next to an old window.

"This place is as safe as any if you wish to tell me now. If you don't want to tell me now, I could give you a tour of the house if you'd like." she smiled slightly.

She sighed sadly and got up from where she was sitting and went over to him, sitting down and hugging him gently.
"We all have our moments of weakness and I'm sure that I don't need to nag you about not thinking since you have suffered enough as it is." Alexandra's previous smile had turned into a faintly unhappy expression rather than annoyed and worried.
"Save the address in mind for when you're ready alright?" the girl looked up at the younger though much taller boy, "Then you can kick his ass back. But why were you tracing "mud-blood" on yourself earlier?"

She withdrew and decided to let him be, knowing he would tell her when he felt ready. Changing the subject to something far lighter, she grinned as she thought of something he may enjoy.
"Would you like a tour of the residence?"

She instantly frowned as he did so upon seeing the words that would be etched into his skin forever unless he got muggle plastic surgery.
"That's odd... You're a pure blood."

"What else can I say Luke? It's there and nothing can be done. It's a scar to commend your past and your strength through life."

She watched his face intently and shook her head, getting up. For once, Alexandra didn't want to nag or fight Luke that he didn't make a mistake or on how to not commit the mistake next time. Fighting her best-friend only made the two of them even more unhappy rather than solving the situation.

She cocked her head to the side, "Space is something I have a lot of here. Would you like a tour around the house some time though?"

He turn to face his best friend. "Not now," he whispered feleing cramp and claustrophobic in this huge castle. "I need time. I need space away from this." He felt uncomfortable in this mansion. He knew that Aly was not flaunting in his face with her huge home, her probably three to four house elves, magical rooms, probably huge library and rare exotic gifts but that was how he felt about it. She saw him, making a transaction with scum to pay for his lively hood. Selling objects for other objects. Dambling in the dark arts to keep a roof over his head and well supplied. At that moment he resented her for being her. This and everything else that happen he wanted out

She nodded, not feeling anything against him but rather a sense of sadness that she couldn't help him much on whatever emotional frontier he was against at the moment.
"Alright, the coast is about a minute's flying for you but if you want to go out of the grounds, I'm afraid the magical barrier goes both ways."

She nodded as he flew off and waved fare-well before walking down the steps and heading to the main part of the castle.