Hitrost Honour

He entered his common room with a swift stride, he quickly took his luggage to his chosen bed and unpacked.
When he was ready he returned to the comforting green and took a seat, he hoped this year would be good, he hoped to meet new people and hopefully old ones... the nice ones.

He flicked his wand to his hand and flicked it between his hands, in between his fingers and practiced how high he could throw it and catch it, just passing the time, hoping for someone to come in.

Carina had placed her luggage and assorted items in the small area designated for herself in her dormitory room. After that, she had decided that, rather than lounging on her bed and probably doing something boring, she would go down to the common room.

Her best bet of something to do would be to try and get to know some of her fellow housemates. The best place to start would be down there. As she descended the stairs, she looked around to see what was being done in the common room. Some of her housmates were talking, some of them were reading and playing games. All of them seemed occupied except for one boy.

He looked to be close enough in age to Carina, so she made her way over to him, not quite sure what to say. She paused and watched as he started throwing his wand up into the air and catching it.

Carina paused and ran her fingers through her fairly long black hair, fluffing it up a little. She slowly approached the boy.

"That's a fair amount of skill you have there. Have you tried twirling it whilst you throw?" Carina asked, coming to a stop beside the boy.

He caught the wand between his index finger and middle finger as he heard a female voice speak, he hadn't heard the voice. New student, obviously Hitrost, First Year by pitch he turned to look at her and with a small smile said "Yes, I have very fun" he offered a seat with a wave of his hand and studying her closely he asked "How are you liking Durmstrang so far? What are you interested in?"

"Fancy showing off for me then." Carina suggested, politely nodding and sitting down after the boy gestured for her to sit down next to him. She would have automatically done it as soon as she had come over but it wasn't really the best strategic move to make. She was more than aware that he was watching her as she sat down.

Carina crossed her ankles and folded her hands in her lap, reclining slightly in the seat and watching the boy beside her.

"It seems like a blast. I'm looking forward to getting to know more people, and combat training and stuff." Carina said, not really feeling the need to be exact or anything. Stuff, that seemed to cover a lot of ground, and it was a good way to answer a question you were unsure of without actually coming out and saying you didn't know.

"So you don't look too much older than me. I'd say, third year yeah?" Carina asked, hoping that she was right. If she wasn't, she hoped that she was at least close in her guess.

With a strong flick of his fingers and a flex of his bicep he sent his wand twirling into the air as he threw it, he kept his eyes on Carina, "Combat training its good to know that girls are interested too" he stayed completely calm in the face. "Very close, Second Year, but good guess" His hand faced palm up as the wand landed on it still spinning his eyes never leaving the girl. he closed his hand the exact time to catch it perfectly, he allowed a smile and pointing it at her asked "Tell me about yourself... Were you born in Russia? Blood purity, ambitions"

Carina watched as he threw the wand in the air, twirling, and then caught it. He didn't even look at it. Instead he continued to watch her. The combat training comment seemed to be a good hit concerning his impression of her.

She was gratified to hear that she was close enough in her guess. He was only a year older than her. That might lend better ground to her for conversation between them both. Then an unexpected turn. She had not thought he would end up pointing his wand at her. She was glad that she had her own tucked under her sleeve.

"No. Germany. We are an old pure family and I resent anyone who ever even thinks that I might be anything other than an untainted witch." Carina said forcefully. That was a point that she wanted everyone to know, no matter who they were, this boy included.

"As for ambitions... they are mine to know and for others to find out." She stated simply.

With a curl of his finger he spun his wand on the palm of his hand twirling it between his fingers saying "That's quite interesting... I look forward to finding you ambitions and I will enjoy watching them come to life" he curled his mouth into a smile, his attempt at a compliment.

"Past experiences in duels? Hints toward skill in wand control" he coughed at his random question and statement he then said "What are your previous encounters in duels?"

Carina assumed that she had 'passed' a test almost in a way. He was no longer pointing his wand at her, which she was glad to see. It meant that she wouldn't have to try and engage in a fight. Carina relaxed a little more in her seat. He smiled a little at her and she assumed that this was a good thing.

He started coughing and Carina was more than a little confused, not by the small cough that he had let loose. The question and comment before was very interesting to her. She didn't quite know why he had said what he had said.

"Beg your pardon?" She questioned, hoping that he would give her an answer, and that he would understand what she was speaking about. Then he asked about dueling and Carina sighed heavily, stretching her arms out in front of her.

"Nothing official. I know how to hold my own, best without a wand though." Carina replied, hinting but not outright saying that she had engaged in some rough activity.

He raised an eyebrow and explained "Carina I have an overactive brain, I ask questions or say things that aren't in sentences, they make perfect sense to me but others do not understand... I apologise" he then smiled "That is brilliant because I am quite good without a wand as well but I also enjoy the mixture of the two. I need things that make me think" He shut his mouth quickly as he realised how much he had just said, he was getting out of control. He returned his wand to the top of his sleeve with a well timed flick, he reached down and pulled out his dagger. It looked like a butcher's knife, he threw it in the air as he examined Carina further.

"Topic? Likes dislikes unknown? Ah, no" he then opened his mouth and caught the handle of the dagger between his teeth getting angry with himself. He took it out and asked "What is Germany like? How different is it to Russia?" he proceeded to throw and twirl the dangerous weapon.

The one thing that stuck out for Carina and caught her attention was something that seemed fairly standard. He knew her name. He had called hr by her name. Yet, at no point in their conversation had Carina recalled giving it.

"Riddle me this, how do you know my name?" She asked, cocking her head slightly to the side. This was potentially dangerous territory. She had always been told by her father that if someone knew your name without your having given it to them, you had a problem unless they were a friend of the family.

He took a knife out and almost instinctivly Carina launched herself at him. Her knee was on his chest, one hand was clutching his throat and the other was gripping his wrist very tightly, in an attempt to neutralise the possible threat of the knife that hand held.

"We are warmer in Germany but that is irrelevant just now. If I were you, I'd drop that knife before this gets ugly." She remarked quietly. She always had to answer a question, couldn't just leave it alone.