not one of us [elizza]

[DONNA]

Elita stood in the courtyard, a book in her right hand an her wand
lazily turning the pages in her in her left hand. A History of Magic.
It had to be the most boring book she'd ever laid hands on. They
couldn't actually put some information into this book that would
be valuable. "On the rare occasion that they did catch a real
witch or wizard, burning had no effect whatsoever. The witch or
wizard would perform a basic Flame Freezing Charm and then
pretend to shriek with pain while enjoying a gentle, tickling
sensation." Okay, that was kind of cool, she had to admit
but the other parts of the book, quite frankly, sucked.

Her laughing at the obscenity of some of the actions witches and
wizards did to avoid being caught in the old times must have
brought more attention to her. Somebody stopped behind her,
probably trying to read what she was over her shoulder. She shut
the book with a flick of her wand. "Can I help you?"

ooc: sorry, not much I could think of. :3

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Elizza looked around in the courtyard without knowing where to go. She's been here quite a few times now but Hogwarts still confused her with the big halls, moving staircases and all that stuff. Not that she didn't like it though, cause she did.

"Mario! Have you seen Ethan?" she asked and ran over to her brother's best friend. She had always thought he was kind of cute with his curly brown hair and blue eyes, but that was just as far as it went. She didn't like him, like him, he was just a friend.

"He's in class, but it ends in like half an hour or something," he told her and gave her a quick hug before leaving. He was one of the very few people that she actually liked so it was good to have atleast 3 of those people with her at Hogwarts.

Elizza continued walking but stopped when realizing something. Oh god... she thought and couldn't help but grin. She turned around when hearing someone talk to her. "I haven't asked for your help, have I?" she said to the girl who was obviously a Slytherin.

[DONNA]

Elita looked the girl over once. She was her year, or a very young
second year, from Gryffindor. Of course. Their kind were always
trying to start a fight with the Slytherin folk. They must be jealous,
she supposed. Not everybody could be as ambitious and overall
amazing as a Slytherin. Those poor Gryffindors, just trying to live
up to the standards that their Pureblooded brothers would put
above them. Many people never understood that.

"I haven't asked for your help, have I?"

Elita cocked her head to the side as the girl addressed her. She
put the book in a small bookbag she had slung across her
shoulder, standing with minimal difficulty and brushing herself off.
"No, you haven't. But I'm sure you'll need it soon enough," Elita
said sincerely, but the smirk on her face discredited anything nice
her voice could portray. "I'm Elita deLaima. And, you are?"

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Elizza took a look at the girl and couldn't help but laugh. "I don't think there's anything that I could possibly need your help with..." she told her with a small smirk on her face. She didn't exactly care about who this girl is, she didn't like her and probably never would.

"Elizza... Elizza Cipriano," she introduced herself and looked around to see if someone she knew had shown up yet. It wasn't exactly fun being with this Slytherin girl, Elita, so she kinda wanted someone else to show up, someone a bit more amusing.

Not again... She had to close her eyes for a second or two since it kind of helped. All the pain, the screaming, the sounds, the green light in the end of it all that killed her uncle. Elizza gritted her teeth and opened her eyes again.

[DONNA]

Elita smiled sweetly at the girl. She was wrong, though. She
would probably, at some point, need something from Elita. Eli was
the go-to girl for all you... Interesting activity needs, and the girl
wouldn't understand until later how making an enemy out of her
would be much worse than suffering through a friendship. Emily
had found that out, and look how she was doing so far! Fantastic.

The girl introduced herself as Elizza. Elita wasn't one to speak
about strange names. Her's was made up. She gave a mock curty
towards her, quirking her head to the side as she did. "Pleasure is
all mine, Lady Ciprano," she replied sarcastically, giving a
charming smile. To any teachers watching, it was a pleasant
display of courtesy. To any students who heard her voice. It was
complete and utter mockery. Elita waited for a response.

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Emily was in class, as usual. It was Potions class, not her favorite but she loved brewing up different Potions. Right now though, they weren't brewing. They were learning about the Wiggenweld Potion and taking notes. Professor Imp was a very good teacher, and usually favored Slytherin. Which was good because he almost always called on Emily, and Emily always had her hand up.

Emily was just done taking notes from the lecture when she looked up hear the bell ring. Emily looked to her left, where Elita should've been sharing the desk with her, but she wasn't there. Skipping class AGAIN? Great, I'm going to have to do her homework!
Professor Imp dismissed the class after telling them their homework and Emily grabbed her stuff. The whole class rushed out and Emily got her books, quill, parchment, and ink into her school bag. She rushed to the door, "Great lesson, Professor Imp! See you on Friday!"

First year Slytherins had Double Potions Tuesday and Friday, with the Gryffindors. Elita usually skipped class when there was a lecture, which made Emily have to cover up for her. Hospital Wing, staying late after class, slept in, Teacher called her in, Detention....Emily's used all the excuses. This time Emily was going to tell Elita to stop skipping class.

Emily went up the one of the many steps from the Dungeons, but she chose the spiral ones that lead to the Grand Staricase. Once Emily reached the Grand Staircase, she found her way to the Clock Tower Courtyard where she found Elita. Emily ran up to her.

"Elita! You skipped Potions again! We got assigned to write a 2 foot essay on the properties of the Wiggenweld Potion and we have to gather the ingrediants for it by Friday, and it's Tuesday today! That means we have to find asphodel, dittany and wiggentree bark and this time I am not doing your homewor-" Emily stopped short in her lecture to Elita and turned to see the Gryffindor girl standing a few feet from Elita. She was gorgeous, like literally a Goddess. She wasn't as pretty as Elita, but still amazingly pretty. Way prettier than Emily would ever get, at least that's how Emily thought.

Emily turned to Elita confused. Was Elita talking to this Gryffindor? Was this the Gryffindor who was "at the Hospital Wing" during Potions? "Elita? Who is this?"

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tags: Elita and Elizza
outfit: Slytherin Robes, hair down, bangs down
muse: AMAZING
notes: Ester didn't know what to write, so she asked me to do this

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Elizza turned around when another Slytherin girl walked up to them. She had seen her a few times and knew that she was a first year as well and she didn't exactly look as much of a bitch like Elita, but you never know with Slytherin people.

"Elizza Cipriano... And you?" she said to the girl and studied her for a moment or two. It seemed like she had just finished class... Potions of course. Elizza was supposed to be there as well but had ended up at the Hospital Wing before class since she passed out. Ethan would sure as hell tell their mom now that someone probably had told him about what happened and all and then she would be in trouble. It wasn't something she could help though... Hunger made her forget about everything else, that's just how it was.

"Oh god..." she mumbled when seeing Ethan walk across the courtyard and then stop infront of her. She took hold of his hand and walked away from the Slytherin girls so that they couldn't hear what was going on.
"I'm sorry..." she said quietly and looked down on the ground. She knew that she had promised him to start eating properly and all, which she had done for a week or so but then stopped a few days ago.

"Iza... You passed out earlier today, you're way too skinny and if this continues then you'll probably be put in a hospital or something.... So please if you care about me and mom and dad, then start eating... You can't do this to yourself," he said with a worried look on his face. She knew he was right and couldn't help but feel really guilty.

Elizza hugged him tightly and didn't let go for a while. She pulled back and nodded slowly. "Sure... But only cause I don't want you guys to worry... Otherwise I would keep this going, I don't exactly care," she told him before he had to go back to class. Elizza stood there for a minute or two without knowing what to do.

She turned back to the girls. "What did you say about that homework?" she asked and walked back to them.

[DONNA]

Elita would have continued talking. That is, if Emily hadn't showed
up. She exploded on her, or at least as much as she could, about
not being at Potions and told her the homework. They had to get
the materials and write an essay? That was ridiculous! She
should be able to find a way to weasel out of it, but Emily was
right. She should go to Potions more. It was a place where she
could freely pick on the Gryffindors without getting in trouble.
Unlike in Professor Bane's class, where it was the other way
around, if there was every a Sly and Gryff together.

The girls introduced themselves before Elizza ran off to some boy
that looked somewhat like herself. She turned to Emily. "I can get
us the materials, all of them, if you could help me along when I
get stuck on the essay," she bargained. Stealing materials was
easier than writing the essay. It wasn't that she was stupid and
didn't know how to do it. She skipped classes because she
knew a lot of the basic material already from her older siblings.
But she should be there for Emily. At least for moral support. The
other girl returned and Elita nodded towards her companion for
the answer to her inquiry of the homework persuasion.

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Emily rolled her eyes at Elita's bargain but she thoguth about it intently. She did have to do that History of Magic essay and learn Wigardium Leviosa, which she already knew, by the next Charm lesson. Professor Donna was always easy on the homework loard, but her homework was difficult and involved practicing spells or learning charms.

Emily smiled and nodded, "Fine, but you have to write the essay. I'll look over it and add points here the there, then rewrite the thing neatly on another peice of parchment. I'll make it look like your hand-writing." It was a good bargain, one Emily barley took. She liked Elita doing her homework for herself, but sometimes it wasn't possible. "Make sure to not steal the ingrediants, remember that time?"

Last time, the time Elita had been caught for stealing ingediants for the lesson. Of course she got out of detention or punishment and she had found a way to keep the ingrediants, but Emily was still on edge after what happened.

Elizza's boy friend left and Elizza just stood there. Emily looked at her, confused. Was she ok? "I'm Emily Breuning. Are you ok, Elizza?" What if it was something Elita had said before, or worse...something Emily had said!

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Elizza watched the two girls as they talked about the homework. Stealing the stuff? She couldn't help but smirk. It was quite funny to listen to the girl Elita and then something about her getting caught while stealing. They hadn't been at Hogwarts for 2 weeks and there she was, stealing and getting in trouble already.

She looked at the girl who had introduced herself as Emily and nodded. "Yeah...I'm okay," she said and smiled a little. It wasn't any of the girls business to know about her personal life and she wasn't going to talk to either of em about what had happened and all. She didn't know them, they were Slytherins and Elizza would always have Ethan and Patch to talk too if there was something, so they didn't exactly need to know.

"Last time I checked only dumb people get caught stealing... Otherwise they would get away with it without anyone noticing," Elizza said and smirked.

[DONNA]

Elita narrowed her eyes at the girl. Only dumb people got caught?
Many a person should know not to mess with a deLaima, but
appa-rently, this Gryffindor hadn't heard of her family, nor what
they could do. She briefly considered drawing her wand and
showing her, but Elita had a better idea. She turned her back on
the girl, as if she were going to leave. She was going to wait for a
sneer, or something to give her more validation for her next act,
but she ran out of patience waiting for a response after just half a
second. She whipped back like the strike of a cobra, her fist at a
dead aimed shot towards the opposing girl's face.

ooc: sorry so cruddy.

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Elizza could almost see it coming, even before Elita turned back to her. She blocked the strike and couldn't help but laugh. "Really? You actually think it's that easy for you to punch me?" she asked and couldn't help but smirk. It was quite funny to annoy the Slytherin chick and that she had went for an attack just made it better.

"Now I guess your probably thinking if I know who you are and so on, and the truth is sweetie, I don't. And another thing is I don't exactly care. Be the daughter of the headmaster or watever it is, I couldn't possibly care less." she told her and looked around to see that quite a few people were watching them. For some reason, Elizza loved it. And if they got caught, she wouldn't exactly care.

(OOC: LOL, it's cool, no worries. And I thought I'd reply since Elita went for attacking her, so who's turn would it be to reply now? Elita or Emily?)

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Don't you dare look out your window, Darling everything's on fire
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The war outside our door keeps raging on

Emily rolled her eyes. The more this Gryffindor spoke, the less she
seemed to like her. The brunette Slytherin was not one to judge other
people by their cover, but now that she had read the pages she didn't
like what she saw. She had spoken to many people at Hogwarts School
of Witchcraft and Wizardy. The corridors were flowing with people
of all shapes, sizes and ages. it reminded Emily of the time her parents
took her to the zoo. Her parents were contracting lawyers and didn't
get out often so Emily was often left with a Nanny. Once Emily's parents
took her to a zoo and she stood there, chocolate brown eyes wide
with amazement at the wonderous animals. Hogwarts was just like that.

Emily arms folded into a cross after putting several books into her
ever-so-precious book bag. Insult her friend? This was your death
wish. Emily coughed, tucking a brown curl gently behind her ear. "Last time
I checked, only insecure people have that kind of attitude." The first
year was not a fighter, but Elita was her only friend here at Hogwarts
so far and that was worth something. "Next time, think before
you insult people." She barley finished her sentence as Elita's arm
swong and tried to hit Elitah. Emily gasped and luckily Elizza dodged it.

Great, another thing to pump up her already huge ego. The thought
echoed in her brain as she tuned out her surroundings. The last thing
Emily wanted to see was a crowd of people looking over at the stubborn
first years. "I think maybe we should all put away our pride and stop
fighting, before a teacher finds us." She then turned to Elizza,
grazing her visgae with those large, chocolate brown eyes. "And you
obviously feeling that way because you are jealous of Elita because
nobody gives a Merlin's beard who you are!" Insult Emily's
friends, and you'll see a side of her that barley comes out.

TAGS;; Elita and Elizza
WORDS;; 494
MUSE;; Great
MUSIC;; Safe&Sound by Taylor Swift ft. The Civil Wars
OUTFIT;; Slytherin robes, hair down, bangs down
CREDITS;; layout by STEP AND GO ! of CAUTION 2.0
NOTES;; YAY!

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Elizza looked at the other girl and laughed."Last time you checked? So according to you, your friend over here has no attitude at all...? Elizza said dryly and couldn't help but wonder where Patch was. He should be out of class by now and she wanted to talk to him.

Elizza realized that there were more Slytherin's gathered around than people from her own house so somehow she felt that she would get beaten up, if not by Elita then by the Slytherin people. On second thought, she didn't care though. She had been through a lot of worse stuff than some students deciding to beat her up.

She heard the girl Emily say something to her again and this time Elizza cracked up. "Jealous?" she managed to say before laughing again. "First of all, there is completely nothing to be jealous of," Elizza said with a smirk on her face as she glanced at Elita. " And second, there are quite a lot of people who do know who I am, but you two are just not that high up in the league... Especially you," Elizza said as she looked at Emily.

(ooc: If it aint my turn to reply, which I don't think it is, then I'll just delete the post. I'm just like deadly bored at the moment so I decided to reply...o.o

[DONNA]

Elita narrowed her eyes at the girl. She was a fighter. She could tell.
She briefly considered pulling her wand on the girl, teaching her a
lesson. But no, Emily was talking now, and she was right. While
pranks were easy to pull off without getting caught, it was... difficult
to get around being caught in a fight with somebody. Even without
this many witnesses. And Emily then went on to say the girl was
jealous of Elita, and then Elizza turned it back on her. Eli growled,
narrowing her eyes further at the girl, taking a step forward.

But, her face was composed of innocence, a smile lazily on her face.
"Well, Miss Cipriano," she said sweetly, brushing back a stray bang.
"Your name, your face, your cunt may be well known around
the Gryffindors," she said easily, as if this were obvious. "But, unless
you've been living under a rock, the whole school knows who I am,
and it isn't because I'm already sleeping around," she said flippantly,
getting assorted sounds of approval from the people who had
already gathered. She feed off of energy, and she wasn't going to
let this girl get the upperhand on her.