<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ja4gab6.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> <strong>Dyani Hawthorne</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14685893#msg14685893)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Slytherin | 3rd<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pure<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> Ash | Rougarou | 9 ½ inches | Crooked and Firm<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Just a lil somethan' (https://i.imgur.com/mk4pGXl.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Cringe worthy derp - I'm just going to assume they're talking in German at this point.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Aaren, Open | <strong>Mentioning:</strong> Angela, Nadia, Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/>Dyani had barely managed to escape a head on collision on her way after Aaren, and absentmindedly apologized to the girl as she continued after him without missing a beat. She was perhaps a bit too distracted with the boy turned man, and even as they slipped further away she found herself eying him up. To say the very least his backside was a more enjoyable view than any of the carefully collected art works strewn across the Darley penthouse.<br/><br/>She nearly faceplanted against his chest when he suddenly stopped and turned around, apparently just as surprised as she was that this whole thing was actually going down. Somehow she drew comfort in that. She was no longer the only one off balance. They were on this teeter totter together. "I don't know if it's entirely appropriate." She blinked back at him slowly, actually feeling a bit guilty for leaving him hanging like that. She was just caught up trying to process it was all. Sure, she'd been a massive bitch but maybe he actually liked that kind of thing? Konstantin had - well, at least when it was turned on others.<br/><br/><i>Oh god</i>... What if this was some sort of pity thing? That<i>was</i>why she had left in the end, because of the spreading rumors. People were coming up with all sorts of their own versions of her fall from grace - some had even gone as far as to suggest she was kicked out of the family because she was the reason why Kevin had--<br/><br/>Dyani shook her head, dispelling whatever terrible place her thoughts were trying to take her.<i>Whatever</i>the cause, perhaps she should just be grateful... Even if it didn't sit quite well in her stomach. Aaren had actually offered her a hug, right? And perhaps Dyani might have settled on that, hadn't he settled in and taken a seat like it was story time. Dyani's already tepid smile nearly fell away in entirely, and all of a sudden there were butterflies from hell in her stomach.<br/><br/><i>Oh god</i>, he wanted to<i>'chat'</i>... "Sure." She settled beside him with her usual grace and smoothed down the front of her skirt. Then laughed to herself quietly. "I'm not really sure how to start." Maybe it was just as weird she was going along with this so smoothly... She was being so damn polite and chill! Maybe she should call him a name or punch him or berate his girlfriend - something along those lines! This all just felt so<i>unnatural</i>.<br/><br/>"I guess I owe you an apology." Yes, that seemed like a good place to work from. "Back at Durmstrang I had a lot of things going on - not that it's an excuse, mind you." She offered him a sheepish smile, but continued regardless. "But I guess the best way to put is, I was confused.<i>Very</i>confused, actually." Something she had quickly learned here at Hogwards. "My family has always been more concerned about pedigree and credentials over anything else. Nothing else really mattered - and they raised me to see things that very same way." Dyani murmured, idly toying with the frills of her skirt. "I guess I wasn't really a good daughter." She paused, trying not to fidget as she took a steadying breath. "I had a pretty humungus crush on a half-blood boy - a<i>massive</i>taboo in my family's eyes."  She stressed that last part heavily.<br/><br/>"They would have never accepted him. They would have never accepted<i>me</i>for even thinking he was a viable mate." And at that point her cheeks began to glow. "So I was a big coward. Instead of doing something about it,<i>anything</i>, I tormented that boy instead."<i>Ugh</i>, was she really as red faced as she was feeling? She could swear her face was about ready to burn off! "I pestered him, taunted his friends, poked at his girlfriends and became this awful person I quickly lost control of." Finally her absinthe hues peered up to him through her golden bangs. "Is any of this making sense?"<i>Please don't make me spell it out for you</i>, her eyes begged. If he didn't get it, she was sure she would die of embarrassment otherwise.