<div class="floatleft">(https://s.itl.cat/pngfile/s/250-2506945_iphone-x-kendall-jenner-wallpaper-kendall-jenner-iphone.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Natalya Knight (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16116482#msg16116482)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>3rd of September | A little after 11am<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the edge of the black lake under a beech tree<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Picture<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Light flirting and banter<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Adam (Syn)<br/><hr/><br/>There was a sort of comfort in isolation that Natalya did enjoy. The vastness of Hogwarts grounds was undeniably the most beautiful place she had ever encountered. She couldn't compare to the beauty and stillness of the lake just yonder, nor could she compare to the way the wind was benevolent yet drafty. The stiffness in it's invisible fingertips as it caressed the exposed parts of her body and swung her hair about.<br/><br/>While she pressed her lips together firmly against what was left of her little smoke. She gently drew in her breath, just as her ears picked up the sound of approaching footsteps pressing against the ground. It was as if the earth itself was warning her of trouble but she paid it no mind. She would not move from her place. Nor did she look to see who was coming until they were practically standing over her - Adam Monroe.<br/><br/><em>Of course. </em><br/><br/>Immediately she pushed the smoke, she had been holding onto, past her puckering lips up at him. “If it isn’t the devil pretending to be a saint. I think they sorted you into the wrong house...” A faint smirk tugging at the side of her mouth. She was amused by the manner in which Adam decided to pin her against the wall with his ultimatum. She took a little interest in the way he looked down upon her, towering over her. She pulled her hand to her lips, cradling the little bud between the pads of her thumb and index finger. Extending her arm up and holding it up to him. “You wouldn’t be stalking me now would you. Mr. Puff?” She teased stroking her own ego in the process.