Rozolin looked up from her books when she notice him placing, what looked like a silver fork. Before she had any chance of replying or questioning what he had done, he had gone for there small break.<span style="color: #8000FF">'I wonder what that was about?'</span>she asked herself as she made her own way out of the class room and down the hall.<br/><br/>When she first entered the class room she knew that there was something different and strange about him but then did he think that there was something strange and different about Rozolin. The thought made her slightly nervous<span style="color: #8000FF"><span style="font-style: italic">'But how would he know?'</span></span>a voice come into her head. No one in the school, apart from the head master knew of Rozolin's...nature or being. How had word gotten out? Well of course he couldn't have, other wise more people would know and she wouldn't be so easy to hide within the crowds. But then again if he did know then he must now the uniqueness of her family...<br/><br/>Yes it was true that Werewolves, along with Vampires shared the same weakness for silver objects. That it made them burn and whimper and abandon all means of continuing with there attacks. But there was one little difference with Rozolin's family, unlike other werewolves they where able to touch silver objects, although it would give them a slight tingling feeling like pins and needles if they held on to the object for to long. Though like werewolves and vampires, once penetrated into the body or blood, it would cause them great pain and suffering. So if he really knew of her werewolf ability and someone had told him then he shouldn't have known that fact too.<br/><br/>Coming to the conclusion that this was very unlikely that he knew of her ability, she thought that perhaps it was a token or a warning for her not to go against him. Sliding the fork from the pages of her book she flicked it though her fingers. Watching as the suns rays shine upon it, lighting and making the object sparkle like stars would on a clear nights sky on a full moon, as she was now outside. She continued to play with the fork till it was time to meet her fellow class mates, for the next part of the lesson.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Rozolin stood a little to the side of the other students in her class. From where she was standing she could get a good view of both ends of the duel. Her arms where folded loosely, her wand in one hand and the sliver fork in the other. As she watched one by one the Slytherin Quidditch team slowly made there way up she would glance over to see the work of Arkem, who seemed to making things look effortless. In fact he was clam and looked to not even be paying half attention to what was happening around him.<br/><br/>When Dudley come up first, Rozolin rolled her eyes at his cockiness finding it somewhat annoying and boring. But when he suddenly slipped she looked over at him in shock which soon followed by the erg to laugh. At first she had though he had merely slipped but when the Professor explained about the black ice, she took a glance at Arkem who still seemed to look like he was only paying half of his attention to the class. Next up was the Captain and just as quickly as the Slytherin before him feel too. Although she was soon to go up against him, she rather liked his style.<br/><br/>Next up was Draco who seemed, just like the other eager to win against Arkem. It seemed with a blink of her eye he was sending out a lethal spell towards him. Rozolin gasped in surprised and watched as Arkem simple dodged out of the way, making sure that the butterfly was unharmed. But before she could think that was the end of the lethal spells, Draco sent another one. Rozolin looked from the Professor to Arkem and both seemed simple calm over the matter. Her and the class on the other hand looked worried. Arkem frozen the snakes but Draco had him trapped and sent another fire ball his way. Rozolin could tell that that Arkem was wording a spell.. the next thing she knew the whole court yard was covered in snow and fog.<br/><br/>Rozolin tried to look around for Arkem but did not find him at his usual post, but in stead next to Draco with an ice dagger to his throat. Rozolin's eyes where wide with amazement, never had she seen such a thing before. It seemed that most of the class was impressed by this too, as most of the girls where giggling and chatting about what had just happen and the guys where muttering to each other.<br/><br/>It was then when people glanced around at her that she realized that she said that she would go up against him. Already she wished she never but as a women of her word she held out her wand and walked over towards the court yard. Already she knew that she couldn't win against him, it seemed that with almost every person he went against he was two step in front. Looking down at the courtyard she looked for any sign of black ice, but couldn't see anything. Stepping up lightly she made her into the middle.<span style="color: #8000FF">'So far so good.' </span>she thought to herself.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath with her eyes focused on Arkem she muttered the words "Insectideous" and moved her wand in a soft flowing movement. A sliver misty beam come from her wand and made it's way over to Arkem. A few feet away from him how ever the mist bust like a firework and butterflies filled the air around him, all glinting in bright an beautiful colors from deep red to sky blues. Soon enough they they landed on him covering him from head to toe. Rozolin smiled over at him, not a mocking smile but a respectable smile. She knew that she had no chance it trying hurt him but she knew she had to attack him somehow, like the Professor had ordered. So she had decided on something harmless, yet an attack in a gently sort of way.<br/><br/>Lightly she turned her head to the Professor. "Well you said I had to attack him, but you never said with what. I knew that I couldn't send a harmful spell to him like the others, as it wasn't allowed and he seemed to be one step ahead of them. So I decided on something...softer. Surprise is the key element I appose..." She said over to him, explaining why she had chosen that spell to begin with. She then looked over towards him and wondered wither or not he was going to play a trick or send a spell her way too.