The Hog's Head

She smiled slightly. "You could always say that was there before you got to it." trying suppress a yawn. Picking up the right book she checked it then put it back in the cloth. "Thanks."

She was grinning crookedly at the silly password her friend had chosen but the smile quickly faded away as Vincent spoke directly to her.
"Yes?"

Letting out a small sigh she slumped in her chair. "At lest I'm going to classes this year."

She thought about it for a while then nodded carefully after considering it.
"I'm not the best teacher but Cazz could also seek a teacher's help outside of class when I am not able to help."

(your points in magic & intelligence will only go up with a teacher cazz;P)

She noted his brooding look but pushed that aside as it was practically his neutral expression. Considering his question carefully, she replied articulately, making sure to get the message across without offence.
"I take no stance on this. I don't know enough about the goings on within the visions and whom they shall impact on to offer an opinion."

She nodded graciously at the compliment, before pulling her hood up once more. If someone were to throw her hood back, they would see an red-headed, average-looking woman with a scar crossing over her right cheek and over some of her nose.
Alexandra tugged her friend along gently as they left the room, the Hog's Head and Hogsmede for school.

*Madison slipped in behind somebody in animagus form, and quickly darted under the nearest table. She didn't plan on staying in Hogsmeade long, but she was going to stop here at least. From the table, she watched the feet of people walking by, and her ears were perked*

*Still in animagus form, Madison slipped from hiding place, to hiding place, until she was crouched in a corner, behind a plant pot*

*None of the people Madison noticed caught her as mischievious, or at least not the kind of mischievious she was looking for*

*Unsatisfied Madison decided to leave by sneaking out the next time the door had been opened. She was going to Diagon alley and start from there*

Sitting at a table by a window not paying to much attention to anything else. Things were good for the moment at lest, her thoughts else where though. Feeling as if she had to be here at the moment.

*Aries strolled in. Her graceful stride and her cold demeanor brought attention to herself. All the people in the shop turn to look at her, with her tight silk black dress, her pale skin. The silvery eyes that brought chills to anyone she looked at, and her bloody red lips.*

*she stroll to the back of the room and sat down, waiting to be served*

Noticing the atmosphere change in the room Cazz turns her head slightly to take a look at the new arivle. She was pretty and a bit scary. Though not to the point where it gave her chills down her back. Flipping down her red hood Cazz waited for her to make eye contact with her.

A man approach. It was not the bartender, but a man who was a little scruffy, mildly smell and a lot drunk. He sat at Aries table, a grin plaster on his face. "Hun, 10 gold coins for a good night," the smelly drunk said grabbing her upper arm forcefully, squeezing.

*Aries eyes narrow*

"You have one last chance to get your fealthy paws off of me before I sever it."

*like water her words flowed out of her mouth*

"Come on sweet cheeks, give me a kiss." His lips were puckered up, his weight against him, trying to get a slobbery kiss.

*her wand slide down her dress, to her hand. Casting a spell everyone around her heard the cracks in his wand arm. Ten to be easact. He yelled and hallor in pain*

Smiling slightly Cazz sat back not getting involved unless needed too. Which did not seem likely at all. Watching though the other women demeanor in the situation at the moment. 'Shes use to high power... Somone important.' thinking for a few more moments while running a finger and the edge of her glass.

*Her gazed moved to the man's friends who were also drunk. They knew it was better to take the man to the Hospital than to gang up on her. She would defeat them just as easily if being cross.*

*crack* They apparated their friend to St. Mungos, a hospital in Great Britain, that she herself had sent many their. She new that man would never hold anything, let a lone a wand again.

The bartender moved toward her. "I am sorry Mame. Free.."

* but he to stop as her gaze just as cold to him as to the smelly drunk *

He went back to the counter slowly, watching her from afar.

Watching as her mood did not change she gave a small sigh of frustration. 'Hard to read people when they only have one mode.' getting up from her table leaving her drink and walk quietly over to the unknown womens table. "Good evening, is this seat taken?" Cazz pointed to the one in front of where she was now standing.

"And why prey tell do you want to do that?"

*This little child had some guts, but she would not hesitate to cut her down to size*

"For reasons unbeknownst to me and you at the moment." Not yet making any sort of move to pull out the chair or leave. Waiting patiently for an answer.

"Cautious you are. Patient too."

*Simple statements of observations, but looking deep into her eyes she knew much more of her than most. She could see the fatigue and pressure she is under. Lies and disciete is in her eyes. Also a cleyvoyant look, she has of insight that few has.*

*she made no indication that this little girl could sit down*