A Pleasure To Meet You ... (Annalessa and Open)

[Ashton Storme]

Ashton walked down the cold ways of Hogsmeade, the time for them. His hands were cold and in his pockets, the ones where his wand was located. His footsteps pattered gently onto the soft snow, and he purposely dug his heels into them. He loved the feel of snow, believe it or not.

Ash was sliding now, the icy road under his foot as slippery as marble. He let out a small chuckle and stopped, thinking it of immature. His expression unreadable, he kept on walking, not thinking of looking up, and almost smacked into another person.

"Wha-!" Asher exclaimed as he looked up, surprised.

[Annalessa Bordon]

"Bloody snow..." Annalessa muttered, as she nearly slipped yet again. A dark expression came to her face, at the offending weather. *Glaring up at the sky, she held back a huff* "Just can't give me a break, can you?" Every since graduating from Hogwarts, Annalessa had been out looking for her own place. To say the search had been hard, would be an understatement. Of course if would've been easier to remain with her parents, or even borrow money from them. But Annalessa was determined to make her own way, and gain more independence. The sole reason, she was out in such horrid weather.

*Having just came back from Madame Rosemerta's, wanting to treat herself to some tea; the young woman lost her footing, as someone barely dodged out of her way. Pain shot up her side, as she landed on the cold cement. Holding back a wince, Annalessa pursed her lips and gave a murderouse glare to the cause of her fall*

"What the bloody hell, do you think you're doing?" Her words were hissed through clenched teeth.

[Ashton Storme]

"I obviously slipped, Miss." Ashton rolled his eyes and got up, dusting himself off. "Forgive me, if the weather decides to hurt people." He offered his hand, never getting rid of the whole Gentlemen thing that his Mother had rubbed into him.

"Besides, you slipped first. I merely tried to slide out of the way, so you wouldn't hurt your pretty self by slamming into me and making me go headfirst into the pole there." His fingers pointed to the metal pole with the sign.

[Annalessa Bordon]

*Feeling her anger melt away slightly, at the compliment; Annalessa raised a delicate eyebrow, then pushed herself up, ignoring the offered hand. Dusting the snow off her robes, she silently thanked whatever higher being, that she hadn't chosen to wear White.*

"What is your name?" She asked, her tone reasonably softer, yet still holding the same cold- demanding edge as always. *Reaching up, Annalessa smoothed her flaming red hair down; pushing away an stray curl*

[Ashton Storme]

"Does a name make a difference?" Ashton asked, he himself brushing his blonde hair from his Arctic-Blue eyes. "My name is Ashton Storme, Sixth Year Slytherin if you didn't think of that out yet." His tone was not offending, but had a cool edge to it, as if he would just swirl into the wind and not care about what she would say next.

Manners, manners. How he loathed them.

[Annalessa Bordon]

"Sixth year, Slytherin?" *Annelssa looked at him disdainfully* It wasn't that she disliked Slytherins in particular. She didn't really care for...well anyone. "I see.." Her voice never lost the superior edge.

"Figures...you certainly do have the manners of a snake." *Smirking, Annalessa sighed in bordome. "I've more important things to do...pleasure meeting you, Ashton." *Waving slightly, Annalessa continued traveling the way she'd been going originally.*

[Ashton Storme]

*Ashton smirks. He is not going to lose someone as fun as this one.* Whoa, wait up there, Miss! *Quickly, with his long strides, catches up to the woman.* I don't think you've told me your name. *Smirks.* Besides, I have nothing to do either. Think of this as... You being a Mentor to me. Isn't that thought just wonderful? *Ashton could be described as cunning and ambitious, but his eyes were mischievous, explaining his question.*

[Annalessa Bordon]

"Does a name make a difference?" Annalessa mocked his earlier words. "I think not...But since you're so consistant," *She rolled her eyes, dramatically* "Annalessa Bordon. As for being a mentor..." Laughing, callously; Annalessa didn't even spare Ashton a glance. "I've no time for games."

*Finding his presence rather irriateing, Annalessa turned only to give him a sharp look* "Why don't you run along, back to your little class? I'm sure they miss you." Sarcasm clung to her words.

[Ashton Storme]

*Smart, this one.* Catch on quite fast, don't you Annalessa? *Is positively excited for the thought of her falling like this- irritated and annoyed by him already! She was in for quite a day if she was tired of him already!* My Classes? Sadly, I miss them unless they're Potions or Dark Arts. Others... Are all worthless in my opinion.

[Annalessa Bordon]

"So you're looking to be a drop out?" *Annalessa curled her lip disdainfully* "I definately wouldn't be looking to hang out, with your sort." Always one for being blunt, Annaless didn't give any thought to Ashtons feelings, or whether he was offended.

"Not that I care...if you want to ruin your future, by all means go ahead. But knowledge is definately a weapon that can be used to your advantage. There's no such thing as too much of it, and so you should gain as much as possible. In other words..at least do something productive with your time, and attend your classes."

[Ashton Storme]

Classes. *Sighs dramatically as he smirks.* I don't need teachers to do it for me... I can learn without them. Besides, instead of just staying there, sitting in a stingy old classroom, inhaling dust, I can be outside, rather having a hands-on-experience of the life of things instead. You see, there are two types of learning. Listening, or doing it. I prefer the latter.

*Thinks for a moment.* Bloody- you're a Ravenclaw, aren't you? No wonder you're so serious about this whole matter of studying. Salazar, if I had known that beforehand, I would have a different reaction! *Chuckles as he studies her forme. Nothing that he likes of course, but she IS older than he.*

[Annalessa Bordon]

"Well you're quite observant aren't you?" *Rolling her eyes, Annalessa still held a bored expression* "Honestly...my previouse house isn't any of your concern. But yes, I was once in the house of Ravenclaw."

*Not missing his remark about different reactions, Annalessa only laughed* "Different reaction? I think you would've treated me with an equal amount of respect...or at least, you would learn to." A dangerouse edge came to her tone, then quickly dissappeared.

[Ashton Storme]

*Smirks.* Don't be so uptight... No wonder there is no boy on your arm. *Knows he stepped over the line!* Of course, I have many at Hogwarts... I leave them. I think of them as foolish, but I am indeed a Slytherin. No surprise there.