The World Cannot Contain Us

[ezekiel patrick greer]

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The sun was at its zenith, a sparkling orange ball that glared steadily down at the world and its inhabitants. November in England had come suddenly, and almost too swiftly for the brooding Ravenclaw as he took full advantage of the rest of his afternoon away from textbooks and diagrams and the drone, drone, drone of the teacher talking as though they were nothing but a Muggle computer program. Escaping from the quiet stone walls of Hogwarts he walked quickly through the formidable threshold of the Wizarding School and out into the cool sunshine. Grass was slowly dying, streaks of yellow dominating the once lush grounds. The trees appeared as vibrant paintbrushes arched upward against the sky, their fiery hues rippling in the tumultuous wind as leaves flew off with abandon to continue the cycle of death and rebirth.

Having changed out of his school uniform he could have passed for any other teenage street urchin out for a stroll but judging by his trajectory there was a purpose to his movements as he pulled the black cap lower on his head and tucked his wand into the sleeve of his leather jacket. He fully intended to get the hell away from the annoying sea of pre-teens and teenagers gibbering on about this and that--getting into petty, meaningless fights that were the result of impropriety on a romantic level. Ezekiel had been in his fair share of schoolyard and bar room brawls and sometimes that's how people assumed he got the ugly white scar that dipped low on his face. That scar was hidden for the time being now, lost under the shadow of his hat as he quickened his pace, a little over-eager to trespass into the wild beyond.

He was now by the gamekeeper’s lodge and there were but a handful of the annoying prat prefects that marched about as though some kind of God had given them celestial authority over the other mere mortals of Hogwarts. Slipping down the rocky path he chewed on the inside of his lip, sending a glance over his shoulder to make sure that no one was behind him. Pulling a pack of cigarettes from the breast pocket of his coat he shook one out, gazing up at the monolithic trees that grasped at him from the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Cigarette now dangling precariously on the edge of his lips he slid his wand ever so slightly from the recesses of his jacket and muttered “Incendio!” It had definitely taken some time for him to master the art of setting the cigarette aflame instead of his eyebrows but it had finally clicked in fifth year…perfection has a process and all that philosophical bullshit.

Inhaling the nicotine he slipped through a hole in the wall-like defenses of the forest and found himself immersed in darkness akin to an early evening. The canopy above him seemed to block out most sunlight but he had no need for it. His eyes had adjusted to the grim atmosphere long before this particular journey.

Exhale.

He pressed a little bit deeper and headed toward a twisted old tree, its roots curling up and out of the ground and at the base was a new friend, injured from an unsuccessful attempt at wresting power from one of its fellow species. The Hippogriff that he had come to call Brutus was a deep mahogany in color with a band of black around its neck one wing was curled while the other was held out at an awkward angle from a brace he had made for it. Upon seeing the young boy the Hippogriff gave a low screech in greeting, orange eyes held on the human with expectancy.

A grin, a rare sight for the sour puss Ravenclaw, broke through the surface as he swept a bow to the creature, removing his hat in the process. It took only a moment for the large creature to rise to its feet and bow politely in return. Drawing closer he removed the rucksack he had been carrying and dug inside, removing a ham from the back he offered it up to the creature who seemed to sniff it and then stare with a question hidden somewhere in those strange eyes.

“Sorry buddy tha’s all Ah could get for yeh. Have t’wait for the ferret population t’recover.” The bird accepted it then but not without a good share of grumbling. Running his hands down the large predator’s neck and down toward its wing he began to inspect the broken one when he heard rustling and quickly turned as Brutus let out a warning screech.

“Who’s there?”

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- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne pulled her yarn mittens onto her out of her jacket pocket. She slipped on the right mitten on her right hand and the left one on her left. Slowly she pulled her fingers in to her palms forming small fists with her hands. Stretching out her fingers again, Roxanne marveled at how large the gloves were on her small hands. There was a good two inches of room between the ends of her fingers and the tip of the mittens. Keeping her head tucked down Roxanne continued her way down the great marble staircase. She ignored the occasional odd look that was thrown her way. She knew some of the students found it odd that others wore muggle clothes in and around the castle, but in all seriousness how in Merlin’s name wandered around on cold November nights in a Hogwarts uniform? They were skirts for crying out loud! Sensible, gray, ugly skirts, but skirts none the less. And skirts left skin exposed. Skin that could freeze.

Roxanne did not mind cold weather, for it allowed her to dress warmly; she simply adored knitted scarves and gloves, jackets, fires and boots. The whole cuddly aspect of the season is what attracted her to it. Grinning slightly Roxanne pushed open the heavy doors of the great hall and stepped outside. She let the doors close behind her with a soft thud. Roxanne smiled as the first gust of cold air hit her. She smiled as her hair whipped around her face in the wind.

She couldn’t help but feel happy. This was just a wonderful time. A quidditch match would be coming up soon, the air was crisp and the weather was pleasant enough. A perfect early start to the holiday season. The leaves had fallen of the branches of the trees weeks ago, and the grass was golden. All signs of the lovely autumn season. The air carried the earthy scents of fall. It seemed so nice. Perfect weather, story book like almost. Tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, Roxanne made her way along the path. She allowed her mind to wander. She was no longer paying attention to where she was going; she was simply allowing her feet to guide her. She had no fear of getting lost. She knew the grounds quite well, not perfectly, but sooner or later she would find her way back. It was after all hard to miss a large lit up castle.

She placed one foot in front of the other, her mind still wandering. She thought about school, the work that needed to be done, the essay for transfiguration and the potions questions. None of which would be fun. From there she went on to ponder about the gossip occurring at the school, the upcoming holidays and the quidditch math that would occur soon. She couldn’t wait to get on the pitch. She loved nothing more than a good quidditch match. She loved the way the air felt in her hair the way it felt to look over the world. The power she felt surge through her when she held her bat, it was an incredible feeling. Roxanne was completely absorbed in her thoughts; she hadn’t realized how far she had come. She found herself standing on the edge of the Forbidden Forest by the game keeper’s hut.

She realized for the first time that there was a path here. A small twisting path, Roxanne started to wonder where this path would lead her. She couldn’t remember ever travelling along this path before. Biting on her bottom lip Roxanne stood at the foot of the path for a moment; she pushed her sleeve back and looked down at her watch, noting the time Roxanne made her decision. She had time until curfew, not that she really cared if she missed it, she would simply sneak back in if she did. There were passages that could take her to the common room undetected after all. With one final look around her surrounding the petite Gryffindor began to travel down the path.

The female Weasley journeyed down the path slowly. She didn’t want to trip and fall. Her boots gave her enough traction to walk comfortably through the forest, but they were by no means built for hiking or forest exploring. In an attempt to ensure herself that she would not trip and fall, Roxanne kept her eyes down on the ground. She tried to avoid tripping over a stone, or lose her footing in the dirt. She was quite successful in her attempt for a while. This success lulled her into a false sense of security. As her confidence grew Roxanne paid less attention on the ground and more to the trees and sights around her. The forest was darker then the grounds, yet it still held that comforting scent of autumn.

Suddenly the pull of gravity was too strong for Roxanne and the petit Weasley felt herself fall. In confusion she looked around her. Finally she saw what had caused her tumble. Her foot had gotten caught in the root of a tree. Rolling her eyes at her only clumsiness, Roxanne pulled her foot out from the root and rolled her ankle once to ensure herself that nothing was hurt.

Her lack of grace had apparently done more damage than disturbing her own pace. She heard a voice call out from the forest, demanding who was there. Deciding to ignore the question until she knew who it was Roxanne pulled herself up to her feet as she called back “Sorry for the disturbance” . Roxanne quickly brushed of any dirt on the back of her thighs and her bottom with the palm of her hand. She then slowly continued down the path, trying to direct herself towards the voice. She knew the stranger wasn’t far from where she currently was.

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The creator of all the noise was definitely not very graceful, Ezekiel's eyes were narrowed as he withdrew his wand from its hiding place in his pocket. Brutus was pacing now, irritated and still stirring up a ruckus in the once quiet forest. It felt as though even the trees had eyes and ears, watching the goings on of every creature padding through its depths. Those without fear could survive here, those that were meant to live away from the scrutinizing eyes of others. Shushing the creature behind him he was put at ease when he heard the familiar voice call back to him. Why is she out here?

"Roxanne! Wot th' hell are ye doin' out here?!" His eyes had already adjusted to the dim light and he began searching for her. Moving forward slowly so as not to disturb the Hippogriff pacing behind him. Wandering over tangled roots and various treacherous shrubbery he caught a brief flash of clothing.

Laughter permeated his next words, blue eyes bright with mirth at her current state of dishevelment. More graceful in air than on ground, apparently. "Ye alright there, graceful one?" The deep, beating sounds of clawed feet and hooves working in unison rose up from behind him as Brutus gave Ezekiel a rough shove with his crested head. Realizing that now he would probably have to explain why a dangerous bird(horsething) of prey was doing following behind him with a wing in a rudimentary splint.

"This 'ere is Brutus, introduce yerself now."

Stepping aside with a smirk on his lips he cocked his head, wondering at the comical reaction he was sure would come. After all, it was not every day that you were met with the sight of what now confronted Roxanne's eyes. It was a rare thing to trespass successfully into the Forbidden Forest, even more unlikely was the event of staying in it for more than five minutes without running out screaming. Knowing Rox it was probably more of an accident than anything else, she was more absent-minded then he cared to comment on.

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[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne’s eyes widened at the response. Bloody wonderful, the stranger knew who she was and she still had no clue. Somehow this did not make her feel much safer. She wasn’t ridiculously paranoid, far from it. It wasn’t as though she had grown up hearing about the horrors her family had faced or the dark lord. In all fairness her parents and family didn’t talk incessantly about it, in fact they barely mentioned it. But the fact was the world still talked about it. And it scared her. She knew it was over, she knew people thought that the pureblood fanatics had learned their lesson but she didn’t believe. Old habits died hard and all that. To put it short she was terrified. She stuffed her hands into her pocket and grasped her wand. She didn’t pull it out, but she kept her finger locked tightly around the wand. Really, wandering in the forbidden forest, alone! What was I thinking? I wasn’t that’s my problem. I never think things through. If I did I wouldn’t be in the middle of the flipping forbidden forest alone, with some random male knowing my name. she scolded herself silently. Her panicked thoughts were what kept her from responding. Instead of leaving the forest or attempting to find the voice before the voice found her, she was she remained planted on spot, being the terrified little girl.

She could hear her heart hammering in her chest. She stood there her breathing rate increasing her chest rising and falling as fear took over. It was a slightly irrational fear, but she allowed her imagination to get the best of her. She could hear the footsteps approaching. And slowly she took tentative small steps back. It was as though she hoped if she didn’t move the stranger would just walk by her and not see her. Her hopes didn’t come true.

Relief spread through her veins as she saw who was in the forest with her. She released the breath she hadn’t known she was holding and a smile broke out on her lips. She felt her body instantly relax. It was Ezekiel. Roxanne let out a little giggle. “Oh hi, yea…um I’m just peachy, you know exploring the forest,” she said answering his original question and returning his greeting. She didn’t know why she was feeling so flustered. It wasn’t like her. She attributed her flustered response to her embarrassment and ignored the few butterfly that were forming in her stomach.

A scratching noise drew her attention upwards. A hippogriff. Where in Merlin’s pants had this boy found a hippogriff? Roxanne felt her jaw drop a little. She bit her bottom lip, and then opened her mouth to say something, yet nothing came out. Tilting her head slightly, as though doing so would make the hippogriff disappear, she closed her mouth and went back to biting her bottom lip. Here came that feeling of danger again. Maybe it was the fact that she was only five foot tall and the hippogriff towered over her. Or the fact that it was a bloody wild hippogriff but Roxanne was slightly terrified.

“ umm...” she started. “A bloody hippogriff” she muttered quietly under her breath before she looked the creature in the eye and spoke again, “Hello Brutus, I’m Roxanne Hope Weasley, Pleasure to meet you” she said feeling slightly ridiculous. She knew hippogriffs could be kind gentle creatures, but with a name like Brutus it would be a bit of an oxymoron, his name had the word brut in it for crying out loud. Roxanne didn’t look away from Brutus nor did she blink, although it was quite difficult. She prayed that the hippogriff would blink soon. For if he didn’t she knew trouble would arise.

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He had seen the brief flash of fear in her eyes and for some reason quite unknown to him he felt a pang of guilt but, however soon it had come, it passed. He couldn't help but feel a sort of protectiveness where she was concerned for she was his friend after all. There was nothing more to it than that, right? It seemed that after a certain period of time everyone grew more accustomed to denial; easier to deal with than actually confronting it head on. Ezekiel was rarely one to bite his tongue where anyone was concerned but the occurrence friendship at times made him stop and think before reacting instantly. I suppose you could say that it was good for him, that perhaps he would not alienate the soul few that managed to step inside his heart. That didn't mean he was any less protective of his feelings however, many people still didn't know about the fact that he had these strange seizures and he preferred to keep it that way.

"Ah didn't really figure ye t'be the riskin'-expulsion type but Ah suppose ye learn somethin' new everyday." A smile lingered on the corners of his lips as a hand beckoned her closer. He knew that perhaps it wasn't the greatest idea for her to meet Brutus or even know of his existence but hell, she was already here and a huge creature that looked like a bird and horse wasn't really something you could hide all that well. Well, suppose you could but it'd be difficult.

Watching her face as she and Brutus were introduced he watched his animal companion very carefully. He hoped that he would not regret meeting her in these woods, that the Hippogriff would not harm her. The beast stepped out from behind Ezekiel and slowly propelled itself toward her, caution making its yellow eyes fierce and suspicious. The little human female greeted and introduced herself and the male that had brought him food and fixed his wing knew her. He did not sense threat or insult in her manner and slowly he blinked and bowed his head in courteous greeting.

Soon enough he trotted back to Ezekiel, and inquisitive chirp resonating from the hooked beak as if asking what else there was to do. Ezekiel ran a hand down the neck of the Hippogriff and smiled apologetically, "Ah found him on the edge o' the forest with a broken wing. Couldn't jus' leave him ter get picked off. He's a rather handsome fellow, y'think?"

The 'Griff responded to the compliment by preening and puffing out his chest, eliciting a chuckle from Ezekiel before he resumed a serious expression and looked back to Roxanne. "Please promise me ye won't tell anyone ye saw 'im. Ah like breain' th' rules about as much as the next person but..."

He didn't want to reveal that he cared, didn't want to let on that Mr. Devil May Care actually truly did...a lot. About several things that he probably would neither mention nor reveal to anyone.

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[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

A small smirk formed on Roxanne’s lips “Well I do need to live up to my Father’s rule breaking record” she said lightly the smirk still playing on her lips. It was true in some ways; her father’s reputation made her life a lot easier. A detention or even a letter home didn’t result in much trouble, what could her father say? Anything he would say would make him seem like an utter hypocrite. He was still quite proud of his Hogwarts days. Her parents were quite laid back most days, the only time they would say anything was if she did something morally wrong, murder or theft, something of the kind. Of course they didn’t know about her conduct, they didn’t know of her party girl reputation or of the few random one night stands. If they did they would never approve. They would be quite disappointed. In fact there was a possibility that she would be home schooled from then on. Somehow or another Roxanne managed to keep her rep under wraps from her older family members.

Roxanne followed his beckoning and approached the Hippogriff. The simple few steps took up all her courage. As she took the steps she started to think to herself You’re a bloody Gryffindor for crying out loud pluck up your courage! She didn’t know what it was, but wherever she was around Ezekiel she felt the need to prove herself. To prove that she wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t that she was a timid little goody two shoes. But around him she felt the need to take bigger risk. Maybe it was because he was such a huge risk taker, or maybe it was due to a sappier reason, maybe it was because she felt safe around him, she felt as though he wouldn’t allow any harm to come to her.

Relief flooded through Roxanne once more as the Hippogriff blinked. Thank Merlin. Roxanne smiled a feeling of accomplishment ran through her. She had managed to meet a hippogriff and not get killed! It was a wonderful feeling to be honest. Roxanne turned and grinned happily at Ezekiel. She didn’t care that the Hippogriff, Brutus didn’t stand around and try to get her to stroke him. She didn’t mind that he went back Ezekiel rather quickly. To be quite frank she preferred it when there was a safe distance between Brutus and herself.

Roxanne’s lips formed an “oh” as Ezekiel explained how he met Brutus. She smiled, at her friend. “Awnn, Zeke, I always knew you were a huge softy under that Dragon think skin of yours. But no worries I won’t let your secret out to anyone, can’t let people know you’re actually a nice guy now can we?” she teased lightly. But she knew it was more serious than that, she knew that if the administration found out Ezekiel would be in deep trouble. He would be in trouble for illegal pets and many journey down to the forbidden forest, which was of course forbidden, hence it’s name.

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A sense of pride flickered through him, impressed that she had taken those steps. It was as though he knew that perhaps she had done so for him, any boy would have felt that jolt perhaps but Ezekiel wouldn't allow it to dominate his head, there were enough things in there already to haunt his dreams. The fuzzy vision out of his right eye seemed to improve if only for a moment as he watched her face glow at her triumph. Zeke was happy that he could give that to Rox, if he couldn't give her anything else.

Tearing his gaze from her he looked back to the Hippogriff that was pacing back down the path from where they had come to finish off the rest of his meal. Digging in his pocket he produced a cigarette and placed it between his lips, the wand in his other hand igniting briefly as he muttered a spell. Taking a drag he sighed a curl of gray smoke before closing the distance between them and offered his arm. "Well, Ah'm glad ter know Ah can keep m' secrets safe with ye," although that wicked little voice in his head that often ruined any moment murmured nastily, Of course she doesn't know your biggest one, does she Zekey boy?

"Mah reputation is important, y'know. Only the brave and fool-hardy approach an' few survive. Yer lucky Ah liked ye or maybe y'wouldn't have." This admission told more than Ezekiel had thought it might and as soon as the words left his lips there might have been a brief flash of heat creeping up from his collar onto his face. A cool breeze crept mischievously through the forest them, lifting the sparse leaves that still clung stubbornly to their branches. He moved on from his brief embarrassment, the ease of a practiced actor affecting his movements as he took another drag and looked to Roxanne.

"Would ye like a border tour o' our lovely forest? Ah won't take ye further in, it gets a bit darker an' more dangerous." He waited for her, blue eyes once again caught on her face. Noticing a twig she probably hadn't felt in her hair he leaned toward her and deftly plucked it out, breath nothing more than a quick caress on skin.

"Yer lucky y'have me or someone might've wondered why y'have a token of the forest with ya."

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- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne smiled and rolled her eyes at Ezekiel “Don’t talk rubbish, we both know you find me irresistible” she said in a slightly flirtatious tone as she took his arm. She didn’t mean anything by it. She was just naturally a bit of a flirt. It wasn’t her comment that startled her, nor was it that fact that he offered her his arm, it was a naturally occurrence for the two for two of them. What did shock her was that feeling that went through her when she took his arm. Usually she would attribute that to static electricity or something of the sort, but with the layers she had on, it just couldn’t be that. Roxanne wondered slightly if he felt the feeling as well, but couldn’t bring herself to look at him, instead she placed a natural smile on her face and looked a head.

Maybe if she had she would have seen the pretty red colour creeping up his neck and into his cheek. Maybe she would have figured out he was keeping something from her; maybe she would have put two and two together. Maybe she would have realized that maybe they were meant to be more then friends. But she didn’t She couldn’t even let herself think that she liked him. She knew it wasn’t a good idea. Their friendship could be ruined. It was one of Roxanne’s rules. Yes, that’s right care free party girl Roxanne had dating rules. Rule # 1: never ever date a friend. She didn’t hold true to many rules but this was one rule she meant to toe.

By the time Roxanne looked back up at him, the colour was gone from his face and he was taking another drag from his cigarette. She wasn’t particularly fond of the smoking habit, but had long given up trying to stop him. It was his own grave he was digging and it was no longer her fight to fight. She frowned slightly at him, she didn’t mind many bad habits, but smoking was just that one thing that she wasn’t fond of. She decided not to allow it to bug her too much.

She smiled and nodded “Sounds like fun” she said excitedly. She was usually up for an adventure, and well a small walk in the forest seemed exhilarating. She used her free hand to tuck a lose piece of hair behind her ear. She loved the fall; she loved the scent of the leaves, the nice nip in the air. It was a beautiful season and the longer she could spend it outside the happier she was.
Roxanne felt warmer suddenly, she felt him leaning in towards her. Looking up in shock, she realized he was simply pulling something out of her hair. She quickly lowered her gaze and prayed to Merlin that she wouldn’t being to blush. She knew her prayers would be futile. She was a Weasley and blushing was one thing they were quite darn good at. She felt her face warm up, and quickly looked down hoping he wouldn’t notice. She smiled at his comment “Oh I can imagine the rumors that would have flown about” Roxanne said lightly with a smile. She did have a good feeling that she knew what people would say. Not that she really cared.

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"Irresistibly maddening is what ye are," She was indeed not alone in feeling the sparks of attraction but like her Ezekiel also desired to hide such emotions. He had never been very successful at his romantic involvements with girls, things also ended badly and most of those girls were not on speaking terms with Zeke to this day. Roxanne was a good friend and therefore he was committed to maintaining their relationship as such even though the a shadow of jealousy seemed to cloud his vision every once in a while hearing about one escapade or another that involved another boy. In truth the only male that he liked that Rox had associated with was Kieron, it was obvious he bore no lustful intentions for the girl whatsoever and acted more as an older brother than a potential lover. Even if the kid was more than a bit odd and only anything resembling a leader on the Quidditch Pitch. He would have been delusional to think that he could have Roxanne all to himself, not that he wanted her all to himself, mind you. It wasn't that at all...

Her arm wrapped around his he smiled ever so slightly, blue eyes routinely observing their surroundings. Even though the edge of the forest meant the edge of anonymity for most creatures that resided within it did not stop them from accosting what they believed to be trespassers. And if something were to happen to Roxanne Ezekiel would be directly responsible and although her father was indeed infamous for his sense of humor Zeke highly doubted he would have one still if anything happened to his daughter.

"How have ye been? Ah barely saw ye over our vacation after the end of last term." Evening was coming, their tour would be a short one, after the sun fell below the horizon there was no longer any semblance of safety left. Stepping carefully over tree roots he could feel the forest slowly awakening, instincts and senses heightened he listened very carefully, catching sight of Brutus he smiled briefly before stopping in mid-stride.

A silence had settled over the forest, ominous almost and now that he looked back to Brutus he saw the Hippogriff moving into the path they were now on. SNAP! Deftly picking his wand out from his pocket he held it in front of them, moving himself so that he was slightly in front of Roxanne. Speaking quietly and calmly he spoke without looking at her, "Unfortunately Ah think it might be time ter cut our tour short. Start movin' toward the school grounds. Slowly."

SNAP! Brutus screeched, thundering toward Ezekiel and Roxanne as a long, serpentine tail uncurled from a tree branch twenty feet away from where they were now standing. Hand shooting to hold hers he started tugging her away, "C'mon!"

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- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne playfully hit Ezekiel on his chest as he told her she was maddening. She wasn’t hurt. She knew he didn’t mean anything by it. He was one of her closest friends and friends didn’t hurt friends on purpose. They took care of each other, something Roxanne knew Ezekiel did more than she did. She was a tad bit self centered, it wasn’t that she didn’t care about her friends, she did she just wasn’t the best at always thinking before she acted and sometimes it meant that she hurt the people she cared the most about. She was trying to improve though, she really was. She didn’t want to hurt anyone, not her friends’ at least.

Roxanne walked slowly with Ezekiel her arm still in his. It felt so natural for the two of them to be out here, nothing forced at all. She was slightly surprised that they had never done this before. She smiled as she head his voice “Oh…yea sorry…you know how terrible I am at writing Owls and well it doesn’t help that we don’t get along” Roxanne started slowly, referring to her fear of owls. Yes it was true Roxanne was terrified of Owls. They simply scared her out of her socks. They screeched and had beady eyes and were just plain scary not to mention they often brought back the dead carcasses of mice. Shuddering slightly at the thought Roxanne continued “The vacation was fine, you know there were a few parties here and there, but most of it I spent at the Burrow with Grandma Molly. What did you do?” she asked curiously. She had missed him dearly over the summer break.

The forest had settled into a peaceful silence. Roxanne was perfectly content and was subconsciously making plans of coming back alone. It was a wonderful place to come to be alone and think. Not that she needed that sort of time often. Roxanne preferred to spend her time with people. She wasn’t too fond of being alone. It sort of scared her. This was not a fear that she would ever admit. She was a Gryffindor after all, and they were supposed to be brave and courageous. She was trying to live up to it.
The silence was disturbed by a loud snap. Roxanne looked up at Ezekiel in shock. He seemed to be much more prepared for this then she was his wand was out in a moment and he already seemed to analyzing the best way for the two of them to leave. Roxanne stared in disbelief for a moment before she quickly grasped her wand and pulled it out of her pocket. She didn’t want him to be the only one with protection. Two heads were better than one right? He didn’t seem to have noticed her reaction, he was in front of her before she could blink and was speaking in a calm easy tone. He seemed to want to keep control of the situation. Roxanne nodded before she realized that he was in front of her and couldn’t see her. “Okay, let’s go” she said calmly.

She was waiting for him to turn when the snap got louder and she heard the Hippogriff screech. She felt him grab her hand and tug her along. Roxanne started to run, yet she wasn’t able to prevent herself from looking behind her. She wanted to know what had upset Brutus. Was he alright? Yet she couldn’t seem to muster up the words, instead she gripped on tightly to Ezekiel’s hand and ran with him. She could hear the branches cracking under their feet. She knew it was a giveaway of their position, yet there was nothing she could do. The flight or flee instinct had kicked in.

Roxanne couldn’t help but jinx herself. As they were running she couldn’t help but think to herself: how terrible would it be if I fell now . She didn’t fall immediately, it was a sudden feeling, and suddenly she felt her foot stuck in a root once more. She felt herself loosening her grip on his hand as she fell.

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Ridiculously content to be shooting the breeze with Roxanne even if it did happen to be in the midst of a very dangerous place. He must have been mad to come out here, the site of many infamous releases for it was rumored that Hagrid's three-headed pet Fluffy was roaming the woods. As far as Ezekiel was concerned he had not yet seen hide nor hair of the great beast although some strange howling at night had aroused his suspicions. Lips turned upward slightly at the corners as she reminded him of her terrible fear of owls. Although a bittersweet pang of jealousy unfurled in his chest at the mention of parties, although a part of him wanted to question if she'd found a new beau it was entirely inappropriate and he knew that should he put it to words he would come off looking and sounding like a possessive asshole.

"Ye know, the fear of owls is called Ornithobia? They 'aven't yet come up wit' its own phobia so it's kind of a general explanation. Ah don't know why yew an' those bairds don't get along but Ah figure ye will confront it one day." Gently nudging her shoulder with his own he sighed, allowing the holiday to come swimming back to him. Most of it had been spent by himself as his mother was continuously holed up in her study drinking mass amounts of tea and typing away on her computer. As far as he knew she was still hard at work on her next crime novel and had barely noticed him wandering about the house like a zombie. He had gone out on the occasion, had visited his grandmother in Ireland and avoided his father's owls which arrived every other day during the break.

"M'break was shite t'be perfectly honest. Me mum was wrapped up in her book so Ah went an' had a visit with m'gran. Mad as a hatter but she was more fun than mum would have been anway." He shrugged his shoulders, his lips twitching slightly at the corners.

The situation before them was a serious one and Ezekiel watched in horror as Brutus flew at the reptilian thing, Roxanne's hand tightly held in his as they ran away. The bird-like screams paired with an insidious hiss stuck in his mind as he led her and then one of the worst possible things happened...her hand slipped from his as she fell and whipped around, watching the rather large plumed serpent coursing toward them with Brutus not far behind. "ROXANNE!"

Adrenaline coursing through his veins his face contorted, his pulse pounding in his ears as he pointed his wand at the over-grown snake, "CONFRINGO!" A shower of sparks and the air undulated as if on fire and it appeared as though something had smashed into the snake, driving it back as Brutus jumped on top of the creature. "STUPEFY!" Stumbling backward he glanced quickly at Roxanne.

"Get up! Get out of here!"

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HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne couldn’t help but notice the irony, and snake attacking her, a Gryffindor. Even in nature snakes didn’t like Gryffindors. It seemed as though the world was set to ensure a rivalry between Slytherins and Gryffindors. The thought made the corners of her lips twitch slightly. Yet the reality of the situation set in before her mouth could form a smile. She was pulled back to the desperation of her situation by Ezekiel’s voice. “Shit” she muttered under her breath and she heard him yell her name. She managed to scramble backward away, increasing the distance between her and the advancing creature as much as she could. She could feel the cold dirt beneath her hands, occasionally rubbing up against the rough roots of the trees. She knew there would be scratches on her hands, yet she kept shuffling. Instinct told her to create distance until she could get up.

Roxanne pulled herself to her feet as Ezekiel threw spells at the creature. She knew the distraction was the best opportunity she would get. She held her want tightly in her hand as she quickly joined Ezekiel. She wasn’t going to leave him here. There was no chance in hell that she was going to walk out of the forest without him. “Only when you do” she said calmly. Her voice clearly stated that she was not going to be persuaded otherwise. That was one thing about Roxanne she was incredibly stubborn. Once her mind was set changing it was near impossible. This was one of those moments where nothing in the world would change her mind. Her mind was set.

She watched horror only apparent in her eyes as the hippogriff, Brutus settled himself upon the large reptile. She could feel her heart beat increasing once more, as her body constricted her veins increasing her blood pressure. Her muscles were ready to fight. Fleeing was not going to be an option. Her knuckles were going white as she gripped her wand tightly. She was not going to leave him behind. It was her fault they were in this situation, but she would allow anything to happen here. Subconsciously she braced her legs placing them shoulder width apart, giving herself the most balance possible. She was positioning herself in a battle stance.

Her stance seemed to be useless. For as she positioned herself and quickly went through all the spells she could possible use against an oversize snake, Brutus simply attacked it, seeking revenge for the previous damage the snake had caused. Scared to look away, yet not being able to help herself, Roxanne took a quick glance at her companion out of the corner of her eye. Re-focusing her vision Roxanne continued to grip her wand tightly, she had yet to notice that the scratches on her hands were bleeding, or that there was dirt in the cuts. She didn’t feel the sting she would feel once the adrenaline wore off. At the moment she was preoccupied with the current situation at hand. A hippogriff sitting on an oversized snake.

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A snarl of frustration curled his mouth, the sound of two battling creatures and a couple of screaming teenagers was definitely not going to be heard by anyone. (*Note the sarcasm.) His hand groped behind him, infuriated with Roxanne for not listening to him his heart clenched hard in his chest. The black dizzying spots that normally were accompanied by a full-on grand mal seizure began to fleck his vision. His thoughts screamed and battled against it as he attempted to aid the Hippogriff that was currently peeling scales off the serpent as though it were nothing but an orange. "God damn it, Roxanne!"

Grabbing her arm he whipped her out of the way as the coils of the snake whipped down on the ground, the vibrations enough to nearly make Ezekiel lose his balance. If they kept beating a slow retreat they would get out eventually and they should get out now, the safety of Rox was his primary concern but he felt a responsibility to Brutus and didn't want to return to the Forbidden Forest to find the mangled remains of the Hippogriff. Teeth gritting as he shouted a series of spells, hoping that if he injured the beast's eyes they might have a chance of killing the damn thing. Or at least maim it a bit so that it would leave.

Something happened in those moments of panic and confusion, amidst the brawl and flying debris of undergrowth he glanced to Roxanne and saw the stubborn fire lighting her eyes. This situation was perhaps another indicator of the fact that perhaps true friendship was being witnessed here but there was no time to think about it. The sudden screeching of what sounded like a thousand angry eagles berated Ezekiel's ears and he turned his eyes heavenward as a flock of angry Hippogriffs crashed through the trees. Thank Christ! A Godsend. His head whipped to the side, seeing one of the game trails he often used to sneak back out of the Forbidden Forest he touched Roxanne's elbow an jerked his head toward the whole in the thick, twisted vines.

"C'mon!" Making a run for it, he glanced behind to make sure she was right behind him. By the time they made it out Ezekiel had lost his footing and nearly smacked into a boulder, lucky for him he stopped himself in time but not without a curse. Turning around, dirt smudging his face and twigs in his hair it might have been a rather comical look had it not been for the fear that shadowed his bright blue eyes.

"Are ye all right?"

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- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne noted that his hand seemed to be searching out hers as she refused to leave. She didn’t give him her hand like she usually would have. Instead she repositioned herself beside him. He should not even have asked her to leave him alone in the forest! It was a ridiculous idea to being with. Roxanne rolled her eyes at his words. ”Do not God Damn me!” she told him sternly. Had she known about his secrets or the symptoms he was having she might have spoken in a kinder manner, she wouldn’t have held her tongue of course, she simply did not have that type of self control, but she would have used a nicer tone, or possible have used one. With Roxanne their simply wasn’t a guarantee. Her mother had once said she was a bit like a loose cannon, never thought before she acted. In many ways Angelina was right, but Roxanne had thought about this and knew that she could not leave Ezekiel alone in here.

Had she been paying more attention then it may not have been necessary for Ezekiel to whip her out of the way. Roxanne felt his hand grasp around her upper arm and pull. Shock ran through her at first, but she quickly regained her footing. Yet something inside her was close to snapping. She just couldn’t think on her feet today. Why was it that she seemed to need to plan it all out today? Roxanne took a moment to close her eyes, as she did she bit her bottom lip. She was trying to recalibrate herself. She needed to remain in control. Control was essential in moments like this. Whatever feelings of self doubt that Roxanne was feeling at that moment had to be pushed aside. She needed him to see that she wasn’t going to leave him alone. There was no chance of her abandoning him in this situation. Her stubborn nature was taking over again.

Suddenly Roxanne realized that Brutus was not alone. No multiple hippogriffs were flying the sky towards the scene of the battle. She couldn’t help but look up in awe. It was a sight that she never thought she would see. In all honestly it was one she hoped she would never see again. Roxanne stood there with her mouth open staring at the sight in front of her. It was only when she felt a touch on her elbow that she realized this was their opening. This was the only chance they both had to escape together. Nodding at the Ravenclaw, Roxanne ran with him. She managed to keep pace with him; thanking Merlin silently that she was an athletic female. She ran without the consciousness of how much noise she was making. It was instinct now, she had fought, well in reality he had fought, and now all that remained was to flee. She was quiet good at fleeing So this is Roxanne Weasley, the cowardly Gryffindor she thought to herself bitterly.

Roxanne felt her feet stop moving as the forest ended. Safe ground, her body knew it well. She paused, catching her breath. Roxanne looked up at Ezekiel, a small guilty smile on her features. Roxanne nodded her head as she stood on her tip toes. She almost reached out to clean a smudge of dirt on his face, but decided not to at the last moment. Instead she settled on giving him a smile and saying “I’m fine, what about you? Anything seem broken?” she asked in an upbeat tone.

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She was certifiable, completely and utterly bonkers in the head. They had just burst out of the Forbidden Forest after almost being eaten by a giant snake and she was smiling at him with her bleeding hands and pretending everything was just perfect. A flood of relief swarmed through his body, even if she was telling him a crock of bull he was merely ebullient about the fact that she was not missing very important pieces of her anatomy...like arms and legs, to be exact. All the adrenaline seemed to wash away so quickly that he felt completely drained, the rock behind his back seemingly his only support as his knees turned to jello.

"Oh, right then..."

Breathing a sigh of relief he launched himself at her without warning, arms snaking around her and pulling her to him in a tight embrace. Ezekiel hadn't really thought about it, his body for once not governed by his mind but by an instinct to comfort himself in the fact that no harm had come to her. The awkward moment that might ensue afterward was far from his thoughts as he nudged through leaves suck in her hair, a burst of held breath escaping from his lungs. He could still hear the sounds of fighting, and one violent screech...the rumbling in the forest seemed to quiet before not another sound was made. Safety.

"Ah'm so, so sorry Rox. Ah shoulda shoved ye out o'the forest as soon as Ah found ye. Shit, y'could have been snake-bait." He hugged her tighter at the terrible thought before relaxing his grip once he realized she would probably need to breathe at some point in the conversation. "Are yer hands all righ'? Let me see..."

His thoughts were racing but for once the tell-tale blush that might have given him away was not present. So intensely focused on her well-being and the tidal waves of guilt. He hoped to Merlin that when he returned to the Forbidden Forest the next day he would find Brutus roaming the edges, waiting for him. That damned bird is going to get one hell of a treat tomorrow. And although in her mind Roxanne was probably thinking that she was a coward she had more than impressed him although he might never actually say it. Being infuriated with her was easier than telling her...telling her any of it.

The cold breeze of fall swirled around them, dying leaves picked up and whispering loudly as they ran over the grass and rocks in a rush of sound and color. The skies were darkening slowly, the sun beginning to sink and he knew they had to get back and had to pretend that everything that had happened didn't. But just for a moment he would bask in the fact that they were both alive and that he had, for once, done something so impetuous as to embrace her.

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