Afternoon Aquisitions of Werewolves (Christian)

[Lace Hunnington]

It wasn't exactly, 'the next day'. As they had talked about on the shores of the lake where they had walked that night. But, it was the day after that. Not too long. She had seen him in the halls. Gotten one quick hug, but they had been too busy, that next day for anything to really settle into a schedule.

But today, today Lace made time for him. On purpose.

He had no idea either. She had worked hard to free up her afternoon schedule. Having had her tutoring session with a Hufflepuff earlier after lunch instead of right now after all the classes were over. Making sure that she could get them some food and that she had a note from a professor to be on grounds instead of eating inside the Great Room. Not to mention, so long as they were in before dark, they wouldn't get in any sort of trouble for wandering around. She doubted that would be much of a problem.

Her school uniform hung just so on her body. Her hip length black hair had purple streaks in it today and hung with small gentle curls down her back and around her shoulders. The left side was pulled up by a small pin that was a little pewter colored flower with a black stone in it's center. It allowed all six piercings on her left ear to be seen. Her green eyes watched the room that she knew Christian would be coming out of. She had asked around, and basically had his entire schedule all panned out. Trying not to be a stalker, but to plan something fun and spontaneous she really needed to know some things.

The raw steak he had mentioned, was certainly a help.

When the class door opened and all the students began to walk through it, she straightened up and smiled. Waiting for Christian and waiting to see his face when he realized that she was here waiting for him. When their eyes met, she smiled, pushing herself off the wall she had been leaning against and working her way through the flood of students and to him.

"I thought, it would be nice to have a picnic? I got some.. good food and umm... I thought.. maybe on the lawn? Unless.. you're busy I mean.. you know.. Cuz I'm sure you have things to do .. and what not."

She was trying to be confident. But she had no idea where she stood with Christian. They were in this funky limbo area. Of they weren't really dating, but they weren't not dating, they were kind of.. somewhere in between.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian, clutching his paper that received an amazing grade as per usual, left his charms class pretty content. He pulled at his tie a little, loosening it and then deciding to finally just take the damn thing off. It was his last class today and it was annoying. Pulling his robe off and slugging it over his shoulder he saw Lace standing, almost waiting for him to exit his class. They hadn't been able to hang out yesterday as per the plan, seems the schedules didn't allow it. But that was a good thing, he was exhausted from changing the previous night and very sore.

Christian smiled warmly when he saw her approaching him. A picnic she said? Well that sounded very nice. Plus there was no moon tonight so he did not mind staying out with her. It would probably be less awkward for him knowing there wasn't a time limit. Christian hugged Lace very tightly lifting her off the ground a little before letting go.

"That sounds really nice." He said. He had a vial of his wolfs bane just in case that inner dog, he apparently was also very attracted to Lace, came out a little again. He felt happy that she surprised him like this. Christian was still unsure about where they stood, maybe today they could get that figured out.

"Where are you kidnapping me to today?" He asked placing his hand into hers, feeling her warm slender fingers intertwine with his own.

[Lace Hunnington]

He hugged her, and tightly. Like he had missed her yesterday. She knew that she had missed him. But, she didn't think he would have felt the same way about her. Still, she was glad that he was excited to see her. He seemed interested in their picnic, she figured they could just have fun, see where the evening took them and decide when it was time to head back. She had only a little bit of homework to do, so she wasn't fearing that she would not get it done.

Plus, this was totally worth it.

His fingers slid into hers, and she smiled clasping his hand gently. She felt a little more confident today. Mainly, because she knew that he liked her. It wasn't a secret .. at least not a complete secret. Now all she had to do was figure out if he liked her enough to want to be her boyfriend. If he was willing to take that chance. It was in his hands. She was willing to be there for him.

"I think, we'll picnic on the lawns. And then we can do.. almost anything really. Walk, run, go to the Quidditch Pitch and watch a practice if you want. Whatever. I don't really have a plan outside of our picnic. I wasn't... wasn't.. sure if you had time, so I didn't really like.. want to go out with me."

Lace blushed as the pair walked through the halls and towards the exit. The lawns had some students milling here and there. But, it wasn't too bad, and she knew of a little alcove where she went sometimes when she needed some fresh air and to be alone. It was a big thing showing this to Christian. Not even James knew about it. It was the place she went when she wanted to hide from everyone.

"How.. was your day.. and of course yesterday... oh and did your thing after sunset the other day go well?" she asked him curiously trying to start up a conversation.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian's eyes widened when she asked how his 'after sunset thing' went. "Oh well." He gulped slightly. "As good as to be expected." He said smiling. Which was true. Christian had made it back to the dungeons in time, he hadn't even begun to change although he felt it. He was sealed in the cage and had, painfully, turned. And then his night was over.

By morning he awoke a normal boy again and was off to his room. He had felt crappy yesterday, which was a normal occurence after a full moon. His body ached and sometimes he had a few new scratches or scars. Most of the time the change hurt Christian so much that he would scratch his own face or body with his long werewolf claws. Today he had a nice scar on his chest, covered by his shirt thankfully, and a small scratch across his eyebrow and eye. It looked as though it would heal noramlly and quickly so Christian wasn't too worried about it.

"What about you? How has the past two days treated you?" He asked her looking at Lace. He noticed her hair had streak in it today. They really complimented her skin, and he thought she looked beautiful. But then again Christian was sure he would think Lace beautiful any day of the week. He eyed her up and down and felt him self wanting to lick his lips.

He was very attracted to her and was sure it would be hard to try and keep his hand to himself. Trying to do something to calm himself down he let go of her hand and placed it around her waist bring Lace closer to him as they walked.

[Lace Hunnington]

"I'm glad."

She didn't question him. That wasn't her style. He would tell her when he was ready. She could tell, that he needed to be treated gently. Not forced. If she demanded to know what was going on with him, in all likely hood she would lose him. Lace wasn't very demanding anyway. However, if they started really dating, and had been for months, and he still hadn't told her. She might actually ask her question straight out. For now, he could keep his secrets though.

"Pretty good. A little busy and kind of lonely. I had really hoped to find time to find you yesterday. But, one of my professors asked me to stay after for some assistance. I don't like to turn them down. So, I wasn't able to. My days though, were pretty uneventful."

When his hand let go of hers, she looked over at him, to see if everything was okay. Only, to be surprised when his arm came to her waist. Pulling her closer. Her free arm softly wrapped around his waist as well. She felt, this was a lot closer than before. She could inhale his scent with every breath. There was something woodsy, not to mention something.. she wasn't sure, there was a musky scent to him.

She found it very attractive.

She lead him down through the lawn and around. There was a small inlet that set between two of the large rock like structures that held up a great deal of the Hogwarts school. There, was a green area setting there, with some wild flowers, it wasn't large. Probably, about eight feet wide and about twelve feet long. She put the basket down and pulled out a soft black wool blanket that she had taken from her bed and shook it out over the ground.

Looking over at him she smiled, sitting down on the blanket with her legs curled around her to the side so that she wasn't showing anything under her skirt. She opened the basket with a flick of her wand, and all the dishes moved into their places.

"Rare steak, just for you. I remembered.. that you said.. you liked that.. so .. anyway." she motioned to the steak and she opened up all the small containers, there was a lot of vegetables because she hadn't been sure what he liked but the cake she had gotten remained sealed for now.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian smiled when she said she had actually wanted to find him yesterday. "Ah no worries about that. After the other night I was pretty tired anyway. I almost wound up sleeping the whole day and missed a few classes." He said. Realizing he might have said a little too much he changed the subject. Admiring the beautiful scene that Lace had brought him to.

"Wow this place looks amazing." He said happy that she had picked here to have tbheir picnic. Christian walked with her and after the picnic set up was done sat down with Lace on the blanket. He admired her legs hungrily, there was this hunger deep inside him. Christian assumed it was because he did not roam and hunt during the full moons. Then she did something that he would probably be thankful for, for awhile. A rare steak.

Almost instinctively Christian grabbed it and sunk his teeth right into it. The cool red blood trickling down his face and some pouring into his mouth. He felt as though this definitely sated the inner hunger of his inner animal. "This is really good." He mumbled in between bites.

Christian's eyes widened at the realization of what he looked like. Most likely he looked like a wild beast attacking his prey. Releasing the steak and wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve he let out an embarassed cough.

[Lace Hunnington]

"Thanks. It's one of my favorite places here. You're.. you're actually the first person I've .. ever brought here."

That included her best friend. This was one of the many places she went to when she was just fed up with James and needed her own time. Sometimes, he could be a little clingy, she already had two brothers she didn't need another one trying to protect her all the time. Still, she was glad that she could share this place with Christian.

Lace looked over as she heard a sound. Almost like a growl... or a groan, and then saw Christian attacking his steak like a dog. Her eyes just watched, as if her mind was struggling to keep up with the image. She was getting ideas. But, she wasn't sure they were true. She didn't want to say anything, that kind of acusation was not the kind of thing you just threw out there.

But, things were starting to add up. The other night was a full moon. He had to be in by sunset. Then there was the potion she caught him drinking, and now.. the steak?

He caught himself and Lace gave him a slight smile.

"It's all right. I'm just glad you like it. Eat away." she motioned to him with her hand.

Stretching her legs out in front of her, the right leg bent at the knee just slightly showing some of the toned pale skin between her socks and the edge of her skirt, she leaned down and grabbed own food. A very small portion of steak, and a large collection of vegetables. She gently began to eat the vegetables first, they were her favorite anyway. She didn't mind meat, but since she didn't do a lot of physical activity, she usually kept it low just because it wasn't easy to remain in shape while eating a lot.

"When you said Rare Steak was a hobby, I thought you were kidding." she teased with a slight smile. But, apparently, for him, it was. "Hey are you going to Hogsmede this month? I mean.. like.. when the classes go? I was umm.. thinking.. we might could like.. do something together?"

[Christian Hawk]

Christian was wide eyed as he tried to make sure his mouth was completely clean of any steak blood. Now he had a lovely stain on his white sleeve, huffing slightly Christian rolled up both of his sleeves deciding not to advertise the filth. As he rolled up the left sleeve he revealed a scratch he had missed. During a full moon sometimes the change hurt him so bad that Christian would begin to scratch and tear at his own body. He must have over looked his arm.

Looking over at Lace he couuld see her legs revealed and her skirt moving. He couldnkt help his eyes from wandering around her body. Christian was very attracted to her and apparently anything Lace did brought out that inner dog in him.

Hogsmede? She just said something about hogsmede. "Wha...." He looked up back into her eyes. "Oh yeah we should go." He said smiling at here. "It would be nice if I could take you somewhere nice, I don't have any secret places here." Except for that cell in the dungeons. But Christian didn't really put that on his list of romantic places. He wasn't even sure if he was allowed to bring anyone down there with him.

Shifting, Christian decided to remove his tie. The thing had been annoying him all day. He decided to not even try to unbutton his shirt at all. He didn't need that enormous scratch being advertised. Christian was sure you could see the tip of it at the top of his chest, but that was better than seeing the entire thing.

[Lace Hunnington]

Christian rolled his sleeves up, she assumed it was because of the blood stain from the rare steak. She wasn't sure though. But it was what made sense. She honestly didn't mind how he had to eat his steak so long as he thought it was good. He seemed to be in his own little world before he realized that she was talking. And seemed at least somewhat interested in going to Hogsmede with her where they could have a proper date.

"Oh no! What happened to your arm?"

She moved across the blanket and took his arm in her hand. Running her fingers over the wound that stood out so strongly against his skin. It looked like he had a fight with an animal or something. She looked up at him for a moment.

"I could make you something for these if I get my supplies out here. It looks like you got hurt with whatever you were doing last night." she said softly. "Would you.. would you like me to make you a potion that would help?"

She would be more than willing to, and besides she didn't want to think of him being hurt. He was a good guy, and he was always really sweet to her. He removed his tie, but didn't undo the buttons on his shirt like she thought he might. Instead left them where they were. She wondered if this was the only scratch on his body, she certainly hoped so.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian looked down at his arm. He hadn't realized how much he had actually scratched himself up. "A potion?" He repeated. That would help him out a lot. Christian got himself scratched and scarred up all the time. Contemplating he looked into her eyes. "Um, yeah that would help me a lot actually." He began. Christian reached up towards his buttons. "But i might need something a little stronger for this one." he decided to show her the deep, long scratch on his chest that would definitely scar.

He wondered how she was going to react to that. Lace had seemed concerned about the small one on his arm, she may freak out about this. Christian decided that eventually she was going to notice how he got scarred up all the time, so might as well start showing her.

"Yeah you know the other night, i just kind of got banged up." He mumbled and unbuttoned her white shirt revealing the scratch. Looked down he saw it was one very deep one coming from the top of his chest down, there was also a faint one following along side of it.

[Lace Hunnington]

He seemed to want her help. In seconds she whipped out her wand and had sent for her potions kit. The full one, and her best cauldron. She would do it here and now. There was no reason not to. It could stew while they finished their dinner. While she waited for her supplies to show up, she looked at the scratch on his arm, before he mentioned the one he had on his chest.

That one actually took her breath away.

"Oh my goodness!"

She whispered in between breaths as she softly looked at it. Careful not to touch it, though her fingers, in her worry for him, brushed against the unscarred portions of his chest. She was testing the wound. Feeling for any sort of feverish activity. She was probably going to make a salve more than a potion, a potion wouldn't touch this, not really. But a salve would certainly help.

"I can make the potion for the smaller ones here. But.. this deep one.. I'd tell you to go to the nurse, but I.. I figure if you could you would have. So, we'll go into a room to brew the salve for this. Because, it's very deep. Oh, Christian that must really hurt."

She bit her lower lip.

Only tearing her eyes and hands away from his chest, not even realizing that she had been looking and touching his bare chest, when her potions arrived. It would likely dawn on her later. She was in motion in seconds. Kneeling on the blanket she began to set up the cauldron, and flicked her wrist at the pot so that it flamed up. She opened her supply case and began to add several things. No books or anything. All of it straight from memory. She didn't need help, or books, potions were her things.

"Are you.. are you okay? I mean, they look, really painful, Chris." she said softly looking over at him with worry in her vibrant green eyes.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian winced slightly when Lace's fingers grazed his chest. He hadn't realized how deep he had actually scratched himself the other night. Christian hadn't thought it hurt too much, but then again he was sore and in pain everyone, the scratch meant nothing. But now seeing Lace's face as she eyed it and askin him if it hurt made him wince in pain.

"It's uh.."He was going to defend it, but his mind came up empty. You would think he would have some sort of excuse planned for occasions like this, but of course he did not. Christian was blank and did not know how to excuse his scratches. He decided to just not say anything until Lace asked him exactly where he had gotten them from. Maybe she wouldn't pry.

"They aren't that painful." He mumbled peering down at them. Shrugging he watched as she called for her cauldron and potion supplies.

"A room?" He asked. "I mean you can't do it here, we would have to move?" He did not want to. Christian would prefer to just stay especially if she was treating these wounds. He didn't want anyone to see or to question what was going on. Taking his shirt off completely to show Lace exactly how long the scratch was, Christian sighed.

"Can you try here?" He asked almost pleading pulling her hands into his own.

[Lace Hunnington]

Lace paused in her creation of the potion and her brow rose. He obviously didn't want anyone to know about his wounds. Because, if he did he would have gone to the nurse. She would have healed him up quickly. Probably with the same stuff that Lace was going to make. But, she had offered, and she was not going to turn him away. Besides, she knew that she would like to do just about anything for Christian. He was sweet, and she really did like him.

"Well..." she glanced up at the sky. "I can.. it'll just take until almost dark. That was why I was going to suggest it. But I'm sure we can find something to do while we wait for the salve. The potion will only take a few minutes. It's the salve that has to cook longer."

She shrugged. That was just how it was.

She went back to getting the potion made. Adding the final ingrediant with a pop of smoke she waved her hand over the cauldron inhaling the scents. Her eyes closed. Almost as if she was sniffing each individual ingrediant. She nodded, figuring that it was about as close as it could be. She didn't want to over due it, that would make it worse.

She looked over at him.

"Do you.. do you want to tell me what.. happened? It's okay if you don't. I don't want to pry I just.. I'm really worried about you Chris." she admitted softly looking at him while she let the potion settle for a few moments.

[Christian Hawk]

Christian nodded and watched as Lace worked her magic with the postion and salve. She was really good at this, something Christian did not have a natural talent for. He then raised an eyebrow at her next question. She asked how he got his marks. Christian was not sure if he was ready to admit to her exactly what was going on.

"I..um." He began. "i kind of did it to myself." He smiled nervously realizing he must sound insane. "Not like that or anything. I didn't really mean to, it just sort of happened. The other night I scratched myself." Looked down he saw that this was a mark that no human nails could create and he knew Lace would know that

He sighed loudly. "Lace..." he trailed off and looked up. His eyes sad and unsure of what to say or do, everything in him telling him to just get up and leave and forget about this, but he didn't. "There's something about me that you don't know." Christian said vaguely. Obviously that was a bit of an understatement.

"And it has to do with the other night." He said eyes wide and gazing right through her. "What do you think I was doing?" He asked her. She was smart, and Christian knew she had an inkling that something was up. And he thought she would be able to piece together some things.

[Lace Hunnington]

She was confused. He did it.. to himself.

Her eyes flickered down to the wound on his chest and back up to his face. She knew that he knew, she thought he was full of crap. She bit her lower lip when he mentioned that it was the other night and then, it seemed, he was finally willing to tell her what was going on. He told her there was something she didn't know.

Lace swallowed heavily. Her brows arched.

Then he asked her what she thought he had been doing the other night. The night of their first.. 'date'. If you wanted to call it that. Which she did, but she wasn't sure about him.

"Well... I don't... want to offend you or anything. Some people.. might get mad or something but um..." she looked down at her hands.

"Well it's just.. the other night.. it was a full moon. And.. and you like your steak rare.. and the scratches.. and the potions you keep drinking and umm..." she looked up at him from underneath her long dark hair, which today had the purple streaks in it. Soft curls falling around her shoulders.

"Are.. are you .. a werewolf? Christian? Ummm.. cuz.. that is really what it seems like."