Leil entered the gret hall with his head down and hair falling in his eyes. It was late afternoon and most students had already left after dinner. He sighed and sat sown at the Hufflepuff table and lyed his head down beside his plate.

He was dressed differently than normel. he had thrown on slightly baggy, ripped up blue jeans and a white black undershirt over a white slim fit t-shirt. His converse shoes were replaced with biker-ish boots with a few chains fastening them. His hair was unkept and sticking up in every which way.

His facial expression was bleak and mimicked the dreary scene overhead. The ever changing ceiling in the great hall dipicted a brewing storm. Great dark clouds smothered the sun and sparati bolts of lightening spastically jumped from cloud to cloud threatening to plumit to the hall at any second. Great rolling drums of thunder sounded vertually blocking out the chatter of the remaining students.

The hall was bathed in an sickly green-ish grey shade and the remaining staff member looked wearily up at the oncoming wrath above.

Leil lifted his head and glared at the ceiling.

"Can't a guy get a bit of peace? I've had a horrid day and now this...come on!" He whispered up at the ceiling as if it would listen and become bright and cheerful.

He laid his head back on the table and sighed. The day had started out normal enough. Then the trip to the forrest had made everything come crashing dow. He had re-met Morgan after years of seperation. However this meeting had ended in anger.

Leil sat in confusion and depression. He couldn't figure out why things had taken a turn for the worse. But, here he could think and be left alone, well untill someone would come along and remark on his down mood or his odd attire.

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Alex couldn't bear it, he had heard the boy all the way back from the forest. He smiled to himself. Well - one soul was never enough. Would he be able to entangle them both? He doubted it, but ti was worth a try. He tucked his hands in his pockets and walked quickly towards the Great Hall. It was empty except for the exact person he was looking for. He bit his lip and smoothed down his slightly ripped shirt as he walked in. Looking once at the ceiling he sat down next to the boy, not caring wether sitting on the Hufflepuff table would spoil his reputation. No, sitting down wouldn't spoil it - f*cking him on the other hand...

Alex smiled to himself and paid no attention to the boy until his hand found itself on the boy's leg, a lot higher than if it was just a friendly gesture. He bit his lip and turned to face the Hufflepuff, still smiling sweetly. "Look, I need to apologise. I was out of order back there...it's just - I was almost married, but recently the boy I was going to get married to has...dissapeared. You've got to understand that I'm never going to fall deep into a relationship again. I'm not settling down - but I still don't f*ck with other people's boyfriends...I'm really not like that." He paused and looked up at the boy, a cheeky glint in his eyes. He expected the boy probably knew what he was thinking, not that it mattered. Morgan knew that they weren't 'together'. Alex had made sure of that.

"That's about it," Alex replied simply as he pulled out his wand and magiked himself a bottle of vodka. Opening it with the hand that wasn't on Leilah's leg he smiled to himself before taking a gulp and handing the bottle over. "Was the comment about my hand a complaint?" he asked seductively, squeezing the boy's leg quickly. He didn't care if the boy reacted badly, Morgan was his fall back anyway. But it couldn't be denied the boy was good looking, even if he was a bit girly. Alex licked his bottom lip and raised his eyebrow to the boy's proposal. "Sounds like a good idea," he said, listening to the boy's introduction.

"I'm Aleksandr Cien, Alex to you...obviously. No one calls me Aleksandr...well...not in general conversation," he said winking at the Hufflepuff. He bit his bottom lip again as a teacher walked straight down the deserted hall and out another door. His eyes roamed over the boy's frame as if summing him up. He would do - Alex would improve on the basic mould, of course, but for now, the rough guide was enough.

"You think I'm alluring?" he asked Leilah, biting his lip seductively as he moved his hand a little higher up the boy's leg. He took another swig of the vodka before properly handing it over to the Hufflepuff, "It's vodka - popular muggle drink. Like firewhisky, but a bit rawer," he said smiling. He had noticed the slight red tint to the boy's cheeks as he obviously thought about something. He wished the boy talked more, he was too quiet...too shy. Maybe something needed to be done to pull the boy out of the woodwork.

Alex bit his lip again as another Hufflepuff came into the hall, gave Alex a dark glare and sat a little way from the two boys. Alex frowned back at the new arrival - another boy - but relaxed a little after he noticed the boy's features, 'Maybe later,' he thought to himself grinning slightly. Turning his attention back to Leilah he looked down euphemistically, then looking back up with a very cheeky look on his face.

Alex raised his eyebrow at the pass of vodka and then even more at Leilah's next question. He thought for a moment and then got to his feet, extending his long arm and thin fingers to the boy, willing for him to stand up and follow. "My strengths?" he repeated leaning forward suddenly and pressing his lips almost to the boy's ear, "Well...I'm pretty good at taking boy's clothes off," he whispered his hand stroking up Leilah's side as he leant back and began walking out of the hall, shooting a wink at the other Hufflepuff boy in the room. He was almost positive Leilah would follow - Morgan had done, and - technically - so had Gary. Even Elijah had given in. Alex smirked and turned back to the Hufflepuff, inclining his head as if to say 'Coming?'

Leil froze at Alex's sudden change in personality and abrupt actions. he was still frozen as Alex stood and walked to the doors of the great hall. He stared at him then slowly stood up. He bit his lip and looked at his clothes wishing he was derssed differently before shaking his head and turning twords Alex again.

He made his way over to Alex, as he walked he ran his hand through his messed hair and got his blush under controle. As he got to Alex he asked,"Where are we going?"

He tugged alightly at his white t-shirt half thinking of taking it off. he liked the black undershirt better anyway. He let his hand fall to his side before looking up at Alex and waiting for an answer.

Alex simply handed the vodka bottle over to Leilah before leaning forward and whispering - "Drink it. You're going to need it." Smiling to himself he hooked a finger into the belt loop of the boy's trousers and proceeded to walked out of the Great hall, up a few stairs and down a few corridors until they made it to a seemingly blank wall. Walking backwards and forwards three times Alex began to think.

After the third crossing a door appeared and Alex immediately grabbed the handle and pushed Leilah in, following close behind. The room was exactly as you would expect a bedroom. Perfect. Alex stood behind the Hufflepuff's back and slowly slipped off the boy's shirt. "So...what's with all the clothes?" he asked as he slipped his hands down to undo Leilah's trousers while kissing his neck.

Alex chucked at the way Leilah was acting - did he think Alex actually cared about him? The lycanthrope bit his lip and crossed his hands over his chest, looking the boy up and down. "Lets get this straight...I'm here to f*ck you. I don't care who you are or what you've done - or any strange fantasies you might have. We do this my way." Alex moved in front of Leilah and ran a finger down the boy's jaw - "Don't get me wrong...you're cute. But you're nothing special." He growled and pushed the Hufflepuff against a wall and began biting down his neck.

"I know what people like," he replied simply as his hand went directly into Leilah's underwear. He was still biting the boy's neck painfully hard as his other hand went to work taking the rest of the boy's clothes off. It was a shame that their meeting would have to be so rushed. Alex needed to find that other boy before he walked away or found someone else. He pulled away from Leilah's neck and smiled at the boy as his clothes were finally removed and he was left in just his boxers. Scraping his nails down the boys sides Alex bit his collar bone, his nipple, his navel and then down to his thigh. It was a shame...

Alex growled as Leilah walked out of the room. It wasn't that he was disappointed or even angry - there was always another piece of eye candy about, if you knew where to look. More...bored. He was looking forward to getting his fix, obviously he had wasted his precious time. But the boy had been upset - he would come back, in time. Alex could give him what he wanted within reason, and the lycanthrope did know how to turn him on. But for now he could wait. He smiled to himself and wiped his bottom lip before departing the room in search of the other Hufflepuff boy he'd had his eye on.

Morgan was walking through the castle, he had been up in his room most of the day and had just had a disturbing vision that had caused him to follow this present course where he followed his feet. He sighed and entered the Great Hall, he was actually slightly angry; he had missed dinner, and he was most likely not going to get to eat.

His feet led him to the Hufflepuff table, where his vision became the reality before him. "Leil, when are you going to learn that playing with fire," he paused for effect, "my fire no less, will get you burned." His dark eyes were trained to the lump of a figure wadded up on itself under the table.

Leil stiffened as Morgan's voice met his ears. He turned over and looked up at Morgan teary eyed and then proceeded to crawl out from under the table.

"S..sorry...but I couldn't help it. Then he gave me vodka and it's sooo unfair 'cuz I can't resist drinking it and then i act weird and then I get addictive and then it all goes downhill from there. And I hate you!" His voice got louder and louder untill he was yelling at Morgan.

After this spat he slumped into onto the bench and rested is head in his hands hideing his eyes which were overflowing with silvery tears once again.

Morgan looked at his onetime boyfriend and longtime friend. "Yeah, he can be pursuasive," he grinned a knowing smile. "So you drank and you went off with him, and now you will pursue him until he gets what he wants, he always wins in the end, you know..." Morgan wasn't trying to be unnecessarily unkind, he was actually just being honest.

He remained standing in front of Leil for a moment then he sat down beside him. "I'd like to eat, please," he said and some plates appeared before him, sandwiches and crudite, with juice to drink. It wasn't what had been served, the remaining scent of something tantalizing still perfuming the air, but it was food. He took a sandwich and a handful of broccoli and carrot sticks and placed them on his plate. He looked at the other boy and began to nibble on a floret of broccoli.

He knew to give the other boy time and he would calm down and reasonably speak. So he ate and waited.