Another Bottle Shatters }---(OPEN)--->

[Savannah Kilanna]

The morning spread across the sky into a realizing blue color, but relaxing was the last thing she ever wanted. Savannah walked down the streets of Diagon Alley with a long sharp sneer on her face. She wanted to be no where this moment, but at least it was somewhere other than home. Home was the last place she ever wanted to be. Hell was heaven when it came to her home, and she would never forget that.

"How could he do that?" She cursed kicking her feet in the dirt. "He treats me like a mere child!" She screeched. "I'm seventeen, damn it!" She cursed, kicking things out of her way.

Eventually she came to a bench on the street right outside of the town. She collapsed upon it, looking up into the sky with a glare on her face. How could the day act as if it knew perfection or as if it were the greatest thing ever? Newsflash, she said in her head. No one likes a perfect day.

The people walked by her, looking down on her like she wasn't even human. Perhaps the term Death Eater was written on her that innocent people could read, but she didn't care. She was nothing more than proud of everything going on. She was like an insect to them, everyone hunting her down like a prize to be won. Her head spinning with thoughts.

She seemed inseperable from the world in those very few decent minutes that she had time to think. What her father said raced through her head as he treated her like a mere child. She, afterall, was nothing less than a mature adult. She growled deeply within her throat. People still stared, but she tried her hardest to ignore them and hopefully at some point feel as invisible as possible. She liked being the center of attention, but not on a day like this.

"I want it to rain." She spoke lightly.

Her breath became heavy with growls before she eventually became mesmerized into the wonderful world that she called hell. Her eyes flashed with a deep brown and chocolate color as her long brown hair flowed in the wind. She shook her head. She would not enjoy this beautiful day, she would not enjoy it one bit. She loved darkness, never could she love something so stupid as a beautiful day.

[Tyler & Logan Berkley]

Once again, Tyler Berkly found himself wandering aimlessly around Diagon Alley after being ditched by both his twin brother and 16 year old sister. Not that he minded, or really cared that he was by himself. Tyler just wished he had something to do to kill the time instead of walking. He hatted walking. He hated it with a passion, yet for some reason, Tyler found that most of his time was indeed passed by walking around. Pathetic right?

Hands shoved in the front pockets of his faded jeans that had holes in the knees, and sporting a brown t-shirt, Tyler wasn't to worried about his appearance. After all? Who could he possibly run into? Well actually the real question was who couldn't he run into? But Tyler didn't care. The people who knew him had known him for a while know and if they hadn't figured out he didn't care about his 'style' yet, obviously they didn't know him at all. Around his neck, Tyler wore his the silver spiked necklace his sister had given him.

Watching as the faces passed him, Tyler wasn't sure why he was even paying attention. Was he hoping to see someone he knew? Or perhaps it was the opposite of that. Maybe he feared seeing someone he knew as he wasn't really in the mood for being social at the moment. Glancing up at the sky, Tyler rolled his eyes slightly. Some would call this a perfect day, other would call this a great day. He on the other hand couldn't stand it. The sun was much to bright for his tastes and it was to warm. There were other things to that bothered Tyler about nice weather, but he didn't feel like thinking about them.

"I want it to rain."

These word caught Tyler's attention. He wasn't sure why or how, but they did. Had he heard that voice before? He must have, it sounded so familiar yet so strange at the same time. Turning Tyler looked to where he had heard the voice come from. Sitting on a bench by herself was a girl that Tyler recognized. She was a year younger than he himself and he only knew her name because she was in the same house as he. Grinning deviously Tyler pulled out his water and mutter a water spell above her head. The effect would be that a sudden large amount of water would fall on the girls head.

"Well you said you wanted it to rain," Tyler said smirking. "Perhaps next time you should be more careful what you say because sometimes your wishes do come true," Tyler was still smirking evilly. What could he say? It had been to easy, and after all he was a Berkly, he couldn't just not do anything. "And plus Savannah, why would you want it to rain on a day like this. After all, if it rained then no one would be out here to bother you." Tyler's words were sarcastic and perhaps a bit cold, but it didn't bother him. After all not only was he a Berkly, he was a Slytherin, and with good right too.

[Savannah Kilanna]

The sun was getting hotter by the minute it seemed like, and she rushed off into a day dream of stormy clouds and rain drops falling and flooding ever crevice in the roads. She smiled and situated her self in a more comfortable position on the bench with no words said, for no one would talk to her. Most of the people here were order lovers, that what surprised her so much to see him here, and alone for that matter.

She sat silently in a humble stillness to not move. She closed her eyes for a brief minute as the wind vibrated through her clothes and rustled the trees. It was so warm out, but she refused to go home so she really didn't have a choice. Suddenly she felt a pang in her stomach that felt like something wasn't right. She opened her eyes to find herself completely drowned by water. She sat up quickly, screaming in her head.

She turned her self towards a voice that spoke. "Berkly, you prat." She growled. "Can't have one bit of privacy can I?" She asked. "Move away before I hex you." She threatened, getting up and trying to ring the water out of her clothes by twisting them. "What are you doing here anyway?" She growled. "Where's that damn gang of yours? Out destroying the rest of town?" She laughed in her throat.

She sat back on the bench folding her legs as the thoughts swarmed in her head. For once she didn't think about her father, he had made her forget how angry she was, and in those few moments of hating him for drenching her with water she wanted to laugh, so badly she couldn't contain it, but she managed to with much dificulty. There was no reason to laugh at a time like this. She looked back to him and in her mind she thanked herself for not wearing anything white today. Thankfully it was.

She sighed, looking back up to him and waiting for him to say something but while she waited in those few seconds she felt like today was going to be better. A feeling drowned her sorrows and angers and replaced it with a calm thankfulness that she couldn't even dare to explain without being morbidly laughed at. She sighed, watching her clothes slowly dry from the heat of the sun and felt glad she wasn't home today.

[Tyler & Logan Berkley]

Tyler could help but laugh as Savannah called him a prat, but he quickly controlled his laughter to a smile. "You would hex me? After all these years of being in the same house? And plus how do you know it was me who sent that water at you? For all you know I could have turned around to curse the other jerk who sent it at you." Tyler grinned, trying his best to look innocent, though he probably looked more like a fool than anything. "What is privacy?" Tyler asked pretending that the term was a whole new concept to him.

"Awww c'mon Sav! You wouldn't hex me would you?" Tyler asked sarcastically, as if he was surprised she would even threaten it. "After all, you know you love me," Tyler teased smirking slightly. "And I know you defiantly wouldn't do anything to piss me off because, not only am I bigger and stronger, you know I'll get you back worse than you got me." Tyler smirked as he moved closer to where she sat.

"What am I doing here?" Tyler echoed her question. "Oh you know, a bit of this, a bit of that," Tyler smirked deviously as he said this. "Hey hey now. Don't be hating." Tyler said as Savannah asked about his friends. "Probably," Tyler said in agreement as Savannah asked if his friends were out destroying the rest of the town. "But I told them to leave you alone because you were my target," Tyler said grinning down at her.

"They're around here somewhere, just look for a person running away screaming and you've probably found them" Tyler smiled slightly. He had to admit he had so of the best friends a guy could ask for, but he like everyone else knew what he and his friends were capable of doing. "So you're actually out in the sunlight?" Tyler asked teasingly. "I never thought I'd see the day. We aren't having a change in heart are we now?" Tyler raised and eyebrow slight in question as he waited for an answer.

[Savannah Kilanna]

She rolled her eyes at almost every statement he said. She couldn't help but laugh when he talked about maybe it wasn't actually him. She laughed. "Oh yes, someone just randomnly wanted to throw water at me? Nice, and I know you." She said, twisting her hair above the pavement and watching the water drip from it. "Ewww, now my hair is disgusting." She said angrily and dropped it immediately.

"You're right, Ty, I wouldn't hex you. I don't want to see you cry." She joked. "Yeah, you'd probably fight back, I mean whats the best hex you got? A giggle charm?" She joked again and pushed him on his shoulder. "Oh come on, you know I'm kidding." She laughed. "Yes, you could probably beat my arse, but hey, a girl can dream can't she?"

"That's really funny, because I just passes a group of girls who were running away crying while I was walking here. I didn't really think much into though, I was a bit too preoccupied with being angry at my parents. Stupid adults. They're sad excuses for magic people." She growled. "I feel liek a mudblood." She sneered.

She smiled when he noted about seeing her in day light she shook her head. "No way! There was just... no where else to go!! I'm the same... I think... I don't know." She said in a sadened tone. "I haven't been feeling like the same me lately." She sighed. "Not that you care." She looked away.

[Tyler & Logan Berkley]

"Well you are an easy target for anyone who wants to have a bit of fun. I mean you were just sitting there not paying any attention to things going on around you. And practical joker could have done it really," Tyler grinner deviously down at her. "Oh you know me now do you?" Tyler asked raising an eyebrow slightly in mocking question. "Just how well do you know me now Savannah?" Tyler asked teasingly. "Well you didn't need the water to make your hair disgusting," Tyler said smirking sightly. What could he say? He was a Slytherin and a boy. She had to expect answers like this.

"Shhh!" Tyler said with a grin. "Not so loud we don't need the whole world knowing I'm a big cry baby. That's our little secret." He said jokingly knowing that both he and Savannah knew very well that that was not the truth. As Savannah pushed him on the shoulder, Tyler staggered back a bit dramatically looking hurt. "I can do much better than the giggling charm," Tyler said still continuing his Oscar winning performance. "I mean c'mon I can so preform the knee-reversing hex now. Give a guy some credit."[/v] Tyler grinned. "Eh? Well Yes I guess a girl can dream," Tyler said with a laugh. "You know you talk a lot of shit for a girl of your size," Tyler teased. "You know one of these days I may just take you up on one of your threats and that wouldn't be good for you now would it?"

"A group of girls crying? That's not good. I told them not to make anyone cry this time," Tyler said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes. Tyler frowned slightly as Savannah started talking about her parents. Surprisingly he could relate and even more surprising he knew how she felt. Tyler had times when he felt the exact same way. Pushing his hands into the pockets of his jeans, Tyler looked down at Savannah. "Well then I suggest you do something about it. Go curse someone or something. I find that always helps me. Tyler shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"No where else to go?" Tyler asked raising a questioning eyebrow. "There is always somewhere you can go. Hell you could have gone to my place if you were that desperate fora place to get away to." It was a rare occasion when Tyler was nice, and he actually meant what he said to Savannah. Although she may not have known it, his place was always open to purebloods who had the same views as his family. And since Savannah was one of them, she would be treated like family at his house. "Well what will it take to get the old Savannah back?" Tyler asked looking down at her. Surprisingly he found himself actually wanting to help Savannah. He wasn't sure why, but he would figure that out later.

[Savannah Kilanna]

She couldn't help but feel distinguished and for once actually hurt by his sayings. Yes, the typical Slytherin way was to be evil and rude at all levels and costs, but if one of her friends were in a deep state of depression that it was actually serious, she would listen. Sure he listened, but then attacked it with every joke he could get his grubby paws on. It almost seemed like the sky turned from a pure aqua dome to a mere shadow of its former self, the pale, disheartening shade of robin's-egg blue. Her heart sunk. She finally grew a fascination with life. Yelk. She was turning into one of them. She shook her head fiercely.

"Not paying attention? I'm listening to you aren't I?" She looked away. "Merlin, I really am listening to you... oh no... I feel my intelligence dropping... ow... it hurts... it hurts." She covered her face withing the depths of her hands and thought about the future and where she would find her self. She listened on, trying to pay attention, but she began drifting in and back out again. She sighed.

"It's really sweet that you would offer me someplace to go, but truth is that I need to find my own place. Stupid parents. Think they know everything, even though I am on a higher scale then he could never even reach in his day dreams. I am basically the Dark Lord's chosen one, so my dad is hard on me because of that stupid monster in his head called jealousy." She could feel her head pang with hot rays almost as if she had been smacked in the head with a flat iron. She could feel her face overcoming with a ripe apple face, growing red hot with anger. She took a deep breath, and she calmed herself down.

She listened to his question about getting back the real her, and she actually had to think about it long and hard to understand for even herself. She shook her head, she was clueless. She felt like her arms were screaming out, crying to reveal their marks from all she had done from them. Her right forearm winced gently, and the pain was still present in a lava like flow through her skin. The pain was really getting to her, but she had to be strong. She couldn't tell him the truth, for he would never ever understand, and she knew that. Completely.

She played with the cuff links at the end of her blouse. She twisted them in her fingers, trying to make it look like a usual fidget, but it was hopeless. She was sure he could tell she was in pain, but she still tried to cover it up. She drew in a searing hurtful breath and then let it out. "I don't want I can do to change who I am. After the fall of the Dark Lord I wasn't the same. It's like a piece of me died with him, but I can't help to think that he will return, stronger than ever." She smiled. "Hopefully." She said instantly, attempting to forget about the pain in her arm. "He has to come back." She said gently. "The jobs he gives me are the only things I have to live for."