sun bathing

Feliks strolled the ground looking for people to pick on, or torment.

What he found intested was a rather good looking young girl layinging out by the water instead.

He raised his eyebrow.

"Is this how they do it in Britian?"

Feliks smirked as she spoke.

"Lucky guess I suppose - Unless you feel like telling me I'm wrong?"

He knew he wasn't. He hadn't recognized her - he made a point of recognizing most people in the school.

He raised his eyebrow. These transfres were starting to amuse him. THis girl was definitely a transfre, whether she was going to lie to him or not.

He may have been held back twice, but that was more for lack of trying than actually stupidity.

"I must be very blind to miss a thing like you."

"Oo, confident too - I do appriciate some confidence. Modesty is so... weak, don't you think?"

He put his hands in his pockets as he slouched, "Oh well, I was wondering - prowling the trail, and look where I ended up."

"As it should be," he said with an tilt of his head, and another smirk.

He let out a slight laugh too, "Well, I think you're safe.... for now."

Feliks rolled his shoulders back as he looked out at the water.

He looked her over, "nah, I don't think you'd ever be caught doing the damsel thing. You seem to have more ... than that."

He smirked, he flopped down on the ground, and after a slight anlaysis of the sandwich she offered, he took it.

"Well wouldn't want to waste kindness when its offered," he smirking again, taking a bite of the sandwich.

"Feliks," he nodded, swallowing before he spoke. "Chmerkovskiy."

"Good choice of words," Charlotte laughed. "But you're right. I'd rather die than be the damsel in distress. I'd probably throw myself into a pit of fire."

She laughed as she shook her head slightly, "So you think I'm going to poison you or something?" She laughed. "I thought Durmstrang was the type of school to do that, not Hogwarts," she rolled her eyes.

"Can't say your last name," Charlotte bluntly stated as she took a bite out of her sandwich, "I'm calling your Felkis."

Charlotte didn't give out her last name though. He didn't ask for it and she wasn't one to give out important information if it could affect her in the future. Like her name. She nodded though, looking onto the sea.

"Any sharks around here?"

Feliks smirked, "Well you never can be too careful, Posion, allergies, just donw right disgusting fillings. Have to make sure I don't put any of those in my mouth."

"I'd love to see you try," he smiled. "Its not so, bad... if you sound it out. Not that you'll get it anyways."

"Charlotte it is then."

"I have no allergies and I'm pretty tolerant to most poisons," Charlotte said as she took drank some water. "Fillings. Well, unless you have a nasty mouth, you don't need them but I'm sure you're far from that, yeah?" She laughed.

The Slytherin glared at him, she hated it. Loathed it, actually, when someone told her she wouldn't be able to do something. She gave it a go though.

"Shmair-kof-skee," she sounded it out and then rolled her eyes. "Chmerkovskiy. There. I said it, I can do such a thing. Seriously, what is wrong with you Russians? Ever head of a simple last name?"

How does he know my name? She thought to herself as the Slytherin quickly sat up as she looked at him, a smirk on her face, "I suppose someone has been doing their homework on me."

"Congratulations," he gave a smile, "Though its not Russian."

He gave a little laugh, and looked up at her when she stood up. He shrugged.

"What can I say? I listen. I remember. If you don't pay attention to whats going on around you, you'll be taken off gaurd. I don't like being taken off gaurd."

Feliks smirked a little, pulling himself up to his feet and dusting it off.

"Well, we'll see who remembers who," he gave a little wave, "See you around, Hoggy."

With that he turned on his heals and disappeared.