A Little Change in Time {Open}

[Airalynn Marne]

The sun rose in a very slow manner than it usually did, or well, it seemed like it anyway. The breeze was a very delicate pressure that pushed the leaves of the trees in a very graceful and quite noisy manner. The birds sang in a very low tune, but it was over all peaceful enough to relax in for the time being and get away from the crowds in the tiny streets of Hogsmead village. It just wasn't a good day to be there.

A young girl around the age of fifteen and a slowed shuffle in her feet to find somewhere new to go. She didn't know where she was to go and had no intention on going to a specific place, but instead just wandered for a while, hoping that she was not caught trespassing on an unauthorized land, but for a split second it occured to her that she probably was, but she didn't really care after all, and yet kept on walking.

She made it up over the small hills of the land when a house had come into the clearing. It seemed to be outcasted in it's own little shadow and titled at every corner. It seemed like the most unstable building she had ever encountered in all the years that she attended Hogwarts, but it didn't matter, she would rather look on the inside before she judged the outer side, and then she walked. Around and around she searched, but no entrance was found.

She stepped back a few step and sighed. She then remembered. Her father once told her the story of this building. It had to be the shrieking shack he had described, other wise she was completely clueless about what it was. This was the first time encountering it, and then she wondered how many people know about it, out here... in the middle of nowhere. She sat in the grass and thought for a bit, wondering about it.

"It is awefully strange, isn't it?" She asked herself.

[Braeden Jackson]

Earlier that morning Ryder had left his house back in London and came to the small village of Hogsmead. He didn't really have any plans, and he didn't even know why he came to the small village in the first place. After wondering around in the small village for a bit, not noticing anyone he knew, or anyone that was worth his time, he wondered his way down the path that lead to the shack.

Arriving at the shack, Ryder walked up to the house and sat down in one of the corners of the porch, the one he usually sits in when he comes with the guys, or even Maddi. Ryder was wearing his washed colored jeans with a green graphic-tee on, and his black fitted hat that he always wore.

Ry noticed that Delilah had walked up to the front of the shake, but he didn't say anything, he sat in the corner in silence watching her every mood. He knew her from school, they were in the same year and have had a few classes together, and of coarse because she's in the same house and Maddi. Though because she's on Order Member and he's a Death Eater, they never really talked, but that never stop Ryder's mind in thinking that she's hot.

"What is, this old shack, or the fact that I've been sitting here for ever and you haven't even noticed?" he smiled at her, knowing that it might of scared her a bit. Normally you wouldn't really see Ryder talking to anyone other then a Death Eater or Neutral, but today he didn't really care, plus his friends weren't around and neither were his parents.

[Airalynn Marne]

She stood, walking around it once more as her knee-length skirt flailed in the wind along with her long blond hair. She puleld her hair back into a ponytail, and quietly stepped on the porch, when someone had talked to her. She jumped a little bit and then stepped backwards, eyeing him warily. She took a deep breath and then let it out.

"Oh my," She said after he had stopped. "How could I have possibly seen you? One, you're in a dark corner, two, I didn't come up on the porch, and three, who in their right mind would want to come here!" She stopped and looked down. She was here. She shook her head, stupid her.

She analyzed him over, seeing the familiar dark gleam in his eye as all the slytherins had. She sighed a bit, knowing because no one was around he probably wouldn't attack her, but then again she doubt he would anyway. She straightened her light blue teeshirt and leaned against the railing, severeal thoughts running through her head.

She smiled. Yes, he was a Slytherin, but just because he was a Death Eater didn't mean that she could be rude to him. She supposed she should treat him equily, no matter what possition he was in and houses or standings didn't matter. She sighed. "So," She wondered. "What are you doing here?"

[Braeden Jackson]

Ryder smiled as she shook her head. He was going to enjoy this day, simply because this girl that stood in front of him didn't know him personally and he liked that. He figured by the end of their visit she would know him really well. Watching her as she looked him over, he couldn't help but to do the same to her. Too bad she was an order lover, cause she's pretty hot. Ryder could never help himself, he was like his father that way, when ever there was a girl in his presents it just brought out the better side of him.

She had pretty sparkling eyes, and nice long straight hair, he couldn't help but to stare. Hearing her speak once again, Ryder slowly got up and sat on the railing. "Well i like coming here when i need to get away from my house, or if i need to think, or just because." he told her. It was the truth, Ry liked coming to the shack because he knew no one generally went there.

Taking his hat off, Ry shook his head only to replace his black hat back on his blond locks. "So, " he said, looking her in the eyes. Ry smiled, "what brings you to the old shack?" he asked, curious to know. It wasn't very often he saw girls here, especially by them selves.

[Airalynn Marne]

She stepped back a mere step and situated herself by leaning on the railing on the far side of the porch. She looked over him, she seemed so frustrated witht he fact that he was a Death Eater and yet, she couldn't help but think of him as better. She watched him slowly take off his hat and then replace it. She saw the shocking blond color fall from the depths of his hat and she felt her heart sink into her stomach.

Her mind felt heavy and she felt like she wanted to dance a lot, but she stayed put, trying best not to look like an idiot. She said over and over in her head that he was a slytherin, but it did not help, she was nearly hypnotised in his shocking appearance, but as soon as he spoke she shook her head. What the hell was she thinking? Truth was he probably found her to be an order member, but she wasn't really, she wasn't even close to it.

"I come here every once in a while. See my father used to be the Minister of Magic until he left for a new job, but he knew all the secrets about this land, and thus I wanted to know them too. I'm sortof a book adict, but if my father knew I was here then he'd kill me." She spoke lightly. "He isn't really... well... fond of me in any way. I'm mor elike a servant than a daughter." She sighed gently.

[Braeden Jackson]

Ya sure he knew that she was probably an order supporter, but that really didn't matter to him right now. Sure it would if he's friends were here right now, but Ryder was a different person when he wasn't around them. Ryder was prepared to put their differences beside them and to just have a good time. Listening to her talk about the way her father is, Ryder felt bad for her. He didn't believed she needed to be treated like that, especially by her parents.

"I'm sorry to hear that, well i promise you that i will not treat you like that, and i will treat you like a girl, and like that way you deserved to be treated." he looked up at her and smiled. It was true, Ryder didn't want to be mean to her, there was something about her that he liked and interested him, left him wanting more.

"how come we've never talked at school?" he asked, honestly curious to know. Maybe it was the fact that they were in different houses, but that's never really stopped him from talking to anyone. Or maybe it was the fact they are so different in ways. He had no idea, but was determined to find out.

[Airalynn Marne]

She twirled her long blond hair within her finger and looked away for a brief minute. She was on her last nerve of slapping herself for speaking such ill talk abotu her father, but it was the truth... wasn't it? She listened closely to him talk about treating her equally and such and she couldn't help but rest her head against the wall and feel as if she was on a pedestal and he would leave if she said one wrong thing. She shook her head.

"Isn't being nice to people not the slytherin way?" She asked and then covered her mouth. "Sorry, I don't mean to judge you with such cruelty considering I'm not everything I'm supposed to be. All that my father hates me for is that I'm supposed to give one hundred percent to the Order, but honestly..." She stopped. "Nevermind, but he wanted me to so badly get into Gryffindor that it tore him apart when I got into Ravenclaw." She smiled. "Well, at least it isn't Hufflepuff." She said in a small snicker.

She smiled when he had asked her the final question, but then frowned. Truth was, she really didn't know why, but as she thought about it small pieces started coming together. She looked back to him, with wide honey glazed eyes and smile as she began to love every feature of his slim face. She let out a sigh. "You have your people, I have mine. You have your places, I have mine. But I gurenteed neither of your people or favorite places consist with my hideout on account of it's location. Not only because I know, but because of the area." She laughed. "I bet we never talk because I'm never around, I have many secrets that I hold." She laughed. "Let's just say, no one knows the real me."

[Braeden Jackson]

Ryder watched her quietly as she twirled her long blond as he thought to himself. It wasn't wrong for him to think she was pretty and a sweet girl. Yes he liked Maddi, and Maddi seemed more of his type, but there was nothing wrong with him thinking that Delilah was pretty. Ryder gave a small laugh. "No don't be sorry, it's true, it's not the slytherin way your right. But what many people don't know is that me, Ryder Jackson does have a nice side to him, and isn't always the hottest pain in the ass slytherin." he smiled, it was true. Many loved Ry because of his smart ass slytherin way, but that was probably because he didn't really let many people see his softer side.

Laughing along with her as she stated that at least she wasn't in Hufflepuff, he had to agree, even if she was hot, he'd have to admit he wouldn't dear be caught talking to her if she was. Ryder was curious to know what she was going to say as she stopped herself from talking about the Order. "No, please go on, but honestly what?" he asked, she left him curious. It was obvious to him that she didn't really feel comfortable talking about it, but he wanted her to be open about it. Maybe he could help her in more ways then she knew.

Ryder laughed in agreement to what she said. It was true, they didn't have any friends in common, he didn't know where she liked to hang out at school, or even outside of school. But he did know one thing and that was they both were curious about the shack. "Well you know about one of my favorite hideouts," he smiled reassuringly. "And no one really knows the real me either, " he smiled deviously, but innocently. "So...why don't we try and get to know each other a bit??" he asked hoping that she would agree to that. He didn't even know her name yet and he'd been talking to her for what? maybe 20 minutes, half an hour now? "I'm Ryder, but you probably know that don't you." he smiled.

[Airalynn Marne]

Delilah was surprised about her desire of interest in him. He was a slytherin, after all, and never in her life would her father ever allow her to befriend someone of such house. Ryder, though, was different. She noticed a certain familiarity in him that she was used to knowing in many of her friends. She smiled at him as he smiled back at her, and with an unplaned knowledge, she attempted to hold back a laugh. "I could back you up on the pain in the ass part, but I don't know about the hottest." She laughed, shaking her head. "I'm kidding." She said flatly. Sometimes she had no idea what to say to him or even what to think of him. Right now, though, she wanted to be open with him and know him more than just assumptions. She, interestedly, want to know what he thought about her pathetic self.

Truth was she was uncomfortable talking about the order, but then she realized that the only way he would be open with her is if she was open with him. She took a deep sigh and just blandly let out what was clouding her head. "My father is an order lover, and I know I have said that before, but that's what makes me angry with him." She said. "Truth is, I don't want to be apart of the order. I hate the order." She said lightly. "My father tells me day in and day out that I have to choose a side, but I can't choose the order, like he expects me to, or I'll go insane." She growled. "I hate the point of it, I hate the people. People under the Dark Lord must really have good opportunities in life." She said with a soft sigh. "At least they can do something."

She looked around, curiously. "This is one of my favorite hideouts too." She said. "Everything about it intrests me to the point where I think my head might explode." She laughed a bit. She listened to him speak and she felt her pride collapse into her throat. It was true, yes, that she wanted to get to know him, but then she remembered. "That sounds like a good plan." She would have to tell him the one secret that practically ruined her. He would surely turn away if he knew, but she calmly smiled when he finally introduced himself. She would tell him. "Nice to meet you, Ryder." She smiled a sweetened smile. "My name is unimportant, but if you must know-" She paused, taking a deep breath. "My name is Delilah Kasely and I am half... half..." She sighed. "Mermaid." She mumbled.