goodnight moon , [open]

[viktoria amara krum]

it was one of those nights when viktoria would have random nights of insomia. she could never tell when it would come about, all she knew was that it was a case of insomia and that it was completely random. on the nights that she did have the random cases of insomia she would wander around the castle with nothing to do. sometimes she would just wander around the castle, sometimes she would stay in her dorm and try and sleep and when she couldn't she would just read. on this night, though she decided to wander after many hours of tossing and turning in her bed. viktoria slipped on her mothers old sweater that she had made. her mother had mailed it to her when she had been sorted into ravenclaw. her mother died soon after her first year. she still brings the grey sweater to hogwarts every year and everywhere she goes. she never lets her step mother wash it; scared that it might get destroyed or the colors might mix. so vik washes it by hand, without magic.

realizing that she had no pants on, only underwear she put on a pair of shorts. she almost left without putting on a bottom. she usually slept without pants or shorts on, just a shirt and panties. vik put on a pair of slippers and took her wand off of the bedside table and left the dorm. she tip toed down the stairs without making any noises at all. it was a wonder how she did it, vik could be a very noisy person when she sometimes walked. lumos. she whispered when she got down the stairs. the portraits on either side of her yelled at her as she passed their portrait, apparently they didn't like being woken up at two in the morning to a bright light. vik managed to get outside of the common room without anyone noticing her.

vik made her way to the kitchen and made herself some coffee, she didn't need it at all but she wanted to be awake and not fall asleep at a random spot in the castle, that would just be awkward and she would wake up to people possibly staring at her and she would be in trouble, she didn't want a detention. vik never once got a detention and she wasn't going to start now.

vik managed to make her way to the library without spilling any of her coffee. vik is a bit of a klutz, so it's a bit of a shock to herself that she didn't spill anything while holding the coffee and her wand in the other hand. vik opened the door to the library, it made a screechy noise which made her shiver, she didn't want to get caught wandering the halls at night. she wasn't wandering to cause trouble or play some pranks on some slytherins, she was just going to read in the library. people would call her crazy but loved reading, that's where the ravenclaw in her comes out and the fact that she gets excellent grades and is very intelligent and an overachiever.

viktoria walked over to one of the sections and picked out a random book. sometimes she would just go to the library and pick out a random book and start reading. vik sat down on the ground and put her coffee next to her and started reading with the book on her lap and her wand in hand as the light so she could see what she was reading. she was so much obsorbed with her reading that she didn't hear anyone come into the library or see a light besides her own. that's what happens when she reads; she gets so obsorbed with her reading and thoughts that she forgets about the world around her.

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[jayden]

And I know you know
I’ll reap what I sow
I’ll leave with you tonight

Jayden couldn’t sleep. It was one of those awkward nights where he was just tossing and turning with too many things on his mind to let it be able to rest. It was on a night like this that he’d usually get up and wander around outside, but it was cold, and he didn’t feel like throwing a shirt on. Sitting up in bed, he pushed the covers off of himself before grabbing a pair of jeans that rested beside several discarded shirts on the floor. He wasn’t about to go walking around the castle in his boxers. He didn’t mind being shirtless... he just needed to have pants on. He yawned as he looked for his wand, which was hidden underneath a rather fat cat. He just stared at it for a moment, completely baffled as to how the cat had even gotten into the Hufflepuff dorm in the first place. Shaking his head, he poked it lightly, and muttered an apology as the cat meowed at him. It did, however, roll off of his wand. Jayden grabbed it before the cat decided to change its mind and roll back on top of it.

He waited for his eye to adjust to the darkness before he slipped his wand into the pocket of his pants. He’d wait until he was out of the dorm before he used it.... that was the safest bet he could manage. He didn’t want to get caught by the teacher or the groundskeeper being awake past curfew. Shockingly, he wasn’t tired. Jayden couldn’t have been more awake. Something was telling him he should head towards the library, so he followed that thought by walking through the commons to the portrait hole and out of the dorm. All of the pictures were fast asleep, so he wandered down the hallway a bit further until he reached the stairs leading to the rest of Hogwarts, at this point he pulled his wand back out and whispered ”Lumos”

[/color] and watched as a small light came from his wand. He could now officially see again.... although he had to blink for his eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness.

Wandering through the hallways, a few ghosts passed him by but said nothing to him. He generally got along with the undead, except not the poltergeists. The poltergeists just wanted to get him in trouble. As a matter of fact he was lucky he didn’t run into any. He shivered as the ghost of a woman passed through him, giggling. He rolled his eyes at that but smiled and kept on going, trying to keep the lighting low. When he got to the library he was more than a little surprised to find someone else there, already reading. His gut told him not to freak out though, and as he got closer to the reader a smile came to his lips. It was miss Viktoria Krum, a long time crush of his. He despised the fact that she was marrying Talan, and he knew she didn’t like the arranged marriage situation much either. What he would give to stop the wedding from happening... but alas, it was a pureblood marriage, and Jayden was only a half blood.

Smiling he sat down beside her, resting his wand down next to her, still illuminated. He watched her read for a moment, he adored how engrossed she got in her books... something he wished he could do, but never could quite focus on. ”Good evening Miss Krum, what’s keeping you up so late?”[/color] he asked picking up her cup of coffee and stealing a sip from it. He set it back down and smiled, genuinely, at her. Thinking about her was one of the reasons Jayden was still awake, but not the only reason. He was still trying to figure out how to prevent this wedding from happening... at least long enough for him to figure out a way to have the Krum’s accept that he loved their daughter, and that he’d be a much better choice than Talan would be.

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[viktoria amara krum]

people could kill each other and fire's could start and viktoria wouldn't even notice a thing. she got that much engrossed in her reading, even if it was something that she wasn't all that interested in she would still get very much into it, by reading she would get into it and end up liking it by the end. good evening miss krum, what’s keeping you up so late? viktoria jumped a bit when she heard jay speak, he had scared her half to death. she opened her mouth as if to scream when she jumped a bit in her spot on the hardwood ground next to him. jaaaaaaay! you scared me. viktoria smiled him and set her book down on the other side of her and set her wand down on the other side of her, still lit. never do that again, she said while trying to make a serious face. viktoria wasn't a very serious person the only thing that she was serious about was her studies. viktoria couldn't keep a straight face, it was like a serious face with random moments of smiling and giggling.

having a pureblood arranged marriage was a bit weird for her; for one she wasn't even a pureblood, she was a half blood, she mother was muggleborn and her father is a pureblood. her father wasn't very much into the arranged marriage in the first place, but her step-mother had talked him into it after he had told her that he wanted vik to marry whoever she wanted. the whole arranged marriage thing was not viktoria's ideal way of marrying someone. vik liked the thought of falling in love with someone and living happily ever after with them... well not happily ever after, but she did believe in true love and all of that romantic-y stuff that usually only happened in books or movies. viktoria pulled on her shorts which felt a bit too short right now. she's never felt weird about her body but she's barley wearing any clothes right now, only a sweater and a pair of really short pajama shorts.

viktoria didn't know what to think about jayden, she liked him a lot but he wasn't like the guys that she usually went for which were mostly manwhore slytherins. she had never really dated a nice guy before. she also knew that they would never go very far because of her arranged marriage with talan. vik didn't care about what her step-mother thought about purebloods over halfbloods and muggleborns. i couldn't sleep... ever since i was little i would get these random nights of insomia... completely random. it was so easy for her to talk to jayden about well, anything.

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