[Apologies if I get this a little wrong.]

Professor Flitwick stepped out of the shadows as the girl barged her way into the Entrance Hall. "So," he began in his low, treacle-y voice; a drawling tone similar to a Malfoy's, but much more seductive and attractive from his lips. He approached her and began to pace in a circle around her, his sharp, dark eyes darting over her and making sure he approved. Indeed he did, though the hair may be an issue. "Not only do you arrive late, you also break uniform rules. Perhaps you do not know me, as I am new and you are late. I am Professor Flitwick, and I expect my students to refer to me as such. The previous Professor Flitwick is my grandfather. I expect obedience and manners from my students, and believe me, I shall be keeping my eye on you..." Yes, yes he would; not just to manage her behaviour. Smirking, he allowed himself to exude the veela magic he was famed for, and let the intoxicating charm approach the girl...

[ Sounded fine to me ^_^ ]


Molly gasped silently, and clutched the ferret on her shoulder and eye'd the man as he circled her, She bit on her pink lips and raised her hazel eyes to his posture, and the way he moved. His voice was inviting yet almost as cold as ice, and it shook her. She went to speak, but then he told her about professor flitwick, this was a bit of a downfall, she quite liked Professor Flitwick. "Oh," She breathed, and stood up straight, allowing her vibrant pink hair fall down her back and over her chest, dressed in her yellow and blank uniform, only her skirt was shorter than it was meant to be, Thats the harsh fact of your legs growing. "Well Professor I can promise I wont be an issue," She said softly, stroking sweeny's head, The small ferret also stared at the Professor as he stopped pacing and stood, He was Beautiful, and Molly's eyes had frozen until she noticed and pulled her gaze away, A veela technique, A lot of girls in the school had that skill, She almost sighed, "I am late because my family you see, they moved to france so I came here-" She bit her lip, probably telling him more than he cared about, "Molly sir, Molly May Harper" she said and curtsied. She was trained to always be a lady no matter her appearance by her grandmother.

"Parents moving to France, Mademoiselle Harper," he murmured gently, making his circling a little closer. He towered over her as he towered over everyone. His magic became stronger and he smiled lazily, very much like a cat. "I am from France, did you know? My mother, a famous French model, my father, a nervous Englishman. However, I am sure my family history is not something that is interesting to you, so we shall talk of other things..." He stopped pacing as he came to rest directly in front of her, only about a foot away. More magic; to test her, he told himself, merely to test her, nothing more. Nicholas 'tested' a lot of students. It was their fault if they thought anything of it.

"Oh, you are?" She asked tilting her head, revealing the pale skin of her neck and collarbone. She looked at her ferret and stroked his head with two fingers and smiled, that soft smile most girls hadn't discovered how to wear without indicating their interests in a male of any sort. She pursed her pink lips and put her hands on her hips, "And what would you speak of? That you think would capture my interests?" She asked, whilst raising an eyebrow and pulling an expression, As if unimpressed, however he was very inviting, the way he moved and spoke. Molly was good with tests, but she had a small thought that this was a test of another sort. She looked at her suitcase as Sweeny lept onto it and squeeked, "Professor?" She almost insisted as her hazel gaze went back to him, so much taller than she, standing at 5 foot 8 just. Though her legs were long and pale beneath her white leggings, thin and allowing veiw of her slender legs.

[You. I hate you.]

Nicholas' head snapped upwards at the Cullen boy's arrival and he glared at him with daggers in his eyes. "Master Cullen," he began patronisingly. "Miss Lefay is long since absent; what business is it of yours what I do? I am introducing myself to a new student. Perhaps you should do the same, rather than making such self-righteous judgments." He raised his eyebrows at Edward; arrogant, of course he was arrogant. He knew he had power over people, and he knew that he abused that position. But - as he told himself repeatedly - his arrogance and vanity was not his fault. If people - women, girls - had not paid him so much attention when he was younger, he would not have become the man he was today. And so, he was free of blame. "Mademoiselle Harper, this is Mr Edward Cullen," he said haughtily, gesturing between the pair. Beautiful. But not as beautiful as me.

[Not at all, more than welcome, (:]


Molly felt a bit uncomfortable as the tension seemed to rise, and She looked between the two as they spoke, She leant to the side to let her hair move from her eyes. Her vibrant daring and confident pink hair making her paler, not a sickly colour, but enough to make her seem more beautiful - Which she didn't believe was possible. She nodded as Professor flickwick told her the young mans name, and thus, curtsied and stood straight again, "Molly Harper" She said with a soft expression and looked at the professor, wondering what conflict they both must have, though they spoke another name and Molly straightened her tie, and flattened her skirt. Sweeny, the ferret lept off the suitcase and hid behind Molly's leg, Animals senses are quicker than Humans of course, and Edward was a vampire - Obviously frightening the Ferret as he squeeked and curled behind Molly's feet. She pursed her pink lips and watched the two with an amused, yet polite smile.

(lol that's nice )

Edward raised a dark eyebrow to Flitwick. "Wheather she is absent or not is hardly realtive, But i'm sure this young woman does not appriciate your abilites, as soon as she arrives." He stated then turned to the girl beside him, as she curtised, he had not seen a gesture like that for many years. Edward inclined his head softly and bowed lightly in return. "Pleasure to meet you, I would of introduced myself, Aplogies for my manners." He stated with a small poliet smile. His golden eyes flickered to the sudden movement on the girls shoulder. It obviously disliked him. Then again most animals, were scared of a dead thing. "I Didn't mean to frighten your friend there" He nodded to the small creature. He then shifted slightly and turned back to Nick under hearing his silent comment, and once again raised a dark eyebrow in mild amusement, Edward knew he was 'beautiful' but he did not make it know constantly as Nicholas often did. Many a girl did indeed look to him with adoring eyes, yet he paied little attention to them at times.