Lose Yourself [Luna]

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It was a dark night, one in which the moon would not light up the skies, leaving the stars to do so all by themselves. Classes had not yet started up again, and as such both students and staff were allowed to pretty much do as they pleased. Nikolai found himself tucked away into his dark winter coat, ice blue eyes calm and sharp as he made his way to the three broomsticks in order to go and get a few heavy drinks before returning to the castle as a mean of unwinding and somehow finding a way for relaxation.

Both the students, and his fellow teachers caught sight of the tense vampire and scurried off. Nikolai Dombrovski was an intimidating man at the best of times, never mind the times when he appeared to be in a bad mood as he did on that night, and at seeing them run like scared little mice from a hungry cat, Nikolai couldn't help but let a smirk cross his lips. It was amusing to him how the big, bad mortal wizards tended to show their true colors when faced with a being much stronger, much faster, and over all much more dangerous than they could ever hope to be.

After a few moments of silent contemplation, he finally arrived at his point of interest, the pub that was also known as The Three Broomsticks. Nikolai smirked again before quickly walking inside, his nose wrinkling at the strong scent of the alcohol, and the many scents of the people who were sitting in the pub, drinking their sanity, and problems away. Cold blue eyes scanned the crowd with a bored expression on his face, before his eyes landed on the one person that he would have never even dreamed with be here.

Luna Demetriou.

She was the oldest and the strongest out of the twins, on top of that she often possessed talent for things that her brother did not, one of those things being Transfiguration. She was one of his best, one of his brightest pupils and yet there was something about her that made the vampire curious. Luna Demetriou seemed to be emotionless, fearless even. She was able to look him directly in the eyes when speaking to him, something that even most grown men had trouble with.

She seemed to be living in a way that made her seem as though she found life to be meaningless for her, and as such she did not seem to care what happened to her, and yet there was such a fierceness to her that had captured his interest.

If she could display anger, hatred, and various other emotions in such a appealing way, than surely she could express the others in a way just as beautiful. How he would love to see those pretty eyes lit up in fear. With his mind made up, he silently stalked towards the table in which she was sitting at, a small smirk on his face as he did so. This was going to be the most fun he's had since he arrived at the school. Reaching her table he pulled out the chair across from her, and took a seat.

" I must say Miss Demetriou, it is a surprise to see you here. There are many monsters here that vould snatch up a being such as you in a moment's notice. Visking you off never to be seen again. Vhat brings you to the pub now vhen I've never seen you here before."

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Lethargy. Nausea. Irritation. Pain. Numbness.

Those were the numerous feelings that ran through her body as she lay her head on the table that she had chosen to seclude herself at during this visit to the Three Broomsticks. She felt absolutely horrible and already was mentally berating herself as the nausea seemed to grow stronger with every single passing moment, every drink that she had chosen to ingest had done nothing other than to make her feel even more sick then she had when she had stumbled in. She didn't know why she had ever thought that alcohol could take away the feelings but now she was paying for it.

Oh how she hated these moonless nights more than almost anything. What wouldn't she give for these nights to just stop occurring all together; what she wouldn't give to just be rid of feeling like this forever! Moaning quietly to herself, she buried
her aching head further into her arms trying to shield her eyes from the seemingly bright light that shone in the pub. She swore to herself that she would never go drinking again if she somehow managed to live through the night.

It was a moment later that she felt a pair of eyes on her, staring at her almost as if she was some kind of statue, or something of that sort. Slowly her head lifted from its resting place on the table eyes narrowing when she realized that the person who had been staring at her had actually managed to join her at the table before she had managed to notice.

Damn vampires.

A tired glare made its way across her face as she attempted to make herself seem just as confident, just as in control as she normally was. Sitting across from her was none other than the Transfiguration professor; Nikolai Dombrovski. He seemed just as aloof, and as arrogant as ever and that was enough to put the already moody Demetriou into an even worse mood. She did not like this person. Did not like him with every single bone in her body nor did she trust him. There were rumors that floated around the castle about this man and while the proud woman had always believed herself to be above such ridiculously trivial matters such as gossip, there was a part of her that did not want to shake off the rumors so easily. There was a part of her that did not fully trust Nikolai Dombrovski because she knew that he was dangerous.

" Is there something that I can help you with professor? "

Her tone was as cold as it normally was as was her facial expression which was just as clear and alert as it would have been without the drinks she had ingested. While he spoke, she grudgingly listened to him. There were monsters that wanted to wisk her away?

Heh. Bring it on. She would not go down nor would she allow anybody to "wisk her away" without a good fight.

" They can try though for some reason I honestly doubt they would get far and to answer your question, I am here for a few drinks. Same as everyone else. "

Like hell she'd tell him that she had come here in an attempt to drink away her weakness for the night.

" What are you doing here professor? Everyone says that you are not a fan of crowds. Why come to someplace like this then? "

Knowing him he was probably here to scare people and laugh at their reactions.

Sadistic jerk.

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It appeared as though this was going to be a very interesting evening, if the way that the girl looked at him was anything to go by. Her eyes which should have normally been dulled by the alcohol that she had consumed were sharp and clear. Her posture was completely tense, and alert ready to defend and protect herself at the first sign of a threat from the older man, and perhaps that was one of the things that amused him the most. Yet there were also something that was completely different from normal. She appeared as though she was feeling both ill and tired her skin was paler than he could ever remember seeing it before.

Something was definitely wrong here.

"You do not appear to be doing so good at this time little one. Are you drowning your sorrows avay in the sveet sensation of the devil's nectar? I did not take you for that sort of voman." The smirk on his lips and the dark gleam in his eyes showed that he knew much more than what he let on. "Nyet, you cannot help me in any vay. I just thought it vould be nice to share a drink vith one of my favorite students. Vhat is it that you vere drinking? I'll buy you another one."

He waited for her answer before calling the waiter over and ordering two of what she had said she had wanted, surprised that her choice of drink was to his taste. He didn't know that someone so young could handle such a strong type of liquor, and multiple doses of it at that. When she responded to his comment about someone wisking her away, he couldn't help but release an amused chuckle. "You truly are a fighter through and through are you not Demetriou? I vould hate to see the day vhen such a fierce spirit like yours is either broken or tamed by someone"

Unless of course, he was the one that broke it. "To answer your question, I am here to drink as vell. It is a nice vay for me to relax before I am forced to return to my job, dealing vith those troublesome classmates of yours."