Aria King

It had come as somewhat of a shock to George King when all of his children were sorted into different houses once they got to Hogwarts, with only Alec following in his footsteps and into Gryffindor. When Athea was sorted into Ravenclaw she excelled in her academic studies and so the reasons for the sorting hats choice soon became obvious, however for Aria King who was now in her sixth year as a Slytherin student, the Kings still found her placement in the house of the snake extremely odd – although they held no prejudices against her for it, in fact Athea and Alec adored Aria more than they liked each other, and they were twins.

The fact that all the King children found themselves in different houses meant that they rarely got to see one another during school time, and the only time they tended to spend together was in the holidays when they all returned home. However, when Aria had asked Athea to meet with her on this particular day, the eldest King sibling – by four minutes – had noticed something not quite right with her baby sister, and so had naturally agreed to meet. Making her way towards the Great Hall Athea’s general presence caused numerous heads to turn, something that was out of her control and a result of her siren abilities, and something that only became more annoying as the years went on. Her amber flecked chocolate orbs soon settled upon the pretty face of her sister, who resembled Athea and their mother in many ways, but also looked so much like Alec and their father and a bright smile tugged at the corners of the Ravenclaws red stained lips, illuminating her supernaturally pretty features.

“Early for once in your life Ari, this must be important.” She joked as she neared Aria, although her pleasant smile was replaced with a flourish of concern as she took in the appearance of her baby sister. Something was different about Aria, usually so bright and full of life the young girl of only sixteen now resembled someone who had lived a long life of worry and strife. A shapely eyebrow was raised and Athea cocked her head to the left ever so slightly. “Are you okay?”

The past few weeks she had spent somewhat isolated from both her friends and her family. She would leave her dormitory early in the morning before the other girls had woken up and take a gentle stroll through the school's courtyards, attend all her classes and use the excuse that she wanted to achieve well to avoid making conversation with her friends and spent as much time as possible in the library until all her friends who she shared a dormitory with were asleep. Lack of sleep for weeks was finally starting to take a toll on her body, she had lost her appetite and as a result shed a lot of her baby fat. Dark circles had formed underneath her almond shaped brown eyes and her skin had started to look washed out.

Hearing her sister's voice bought some kind of relief to the youngest of the King siblings, it was nice to be with someone who knew her better than anyone else, it was good to be with blood. Despite the fact that her two older siblings didn't get on very well Aria loved them both very much and enjoyed their company, the only problem was when the three of them would spend time with each other, having to deal with the energy when Athea and Alec were in the same room.

"There's nothing to say for it to be important." Aria mumbled. Again, easily agitated. Despite the fact that she was glad her sister had agreed to meet with her, she couldn't help but feel irritated at the implication that there had to be a reason to see her. "Can't a girl just spend some time with her sister without having a reason to do so? Or is that right only reserved for your friends." She snapped. "I'm fine, don't I look fine to you. I'm just annoyed you kept me here waiting. But it doesn't matter, you're here now so lets leave, lets get out of here." She responded, trying her hardest to make her tone of voice a little more gentle, she had already drawn enough attention to herself, she needed to behave in a manner that would convince Athea that she was fine.

Louis Jolicoeur was the absolute last person that anyone would expect to be heading out on a blind date of all things on a Friday night. Louis, the middle child of the Jolicoeur clan, was renowned for his high intelligence and dedication to his studies – but not his social prowess! Whilst Leon and Lara Jolicoeur lived for the party, the twins giggled and gossiped together, and his youngest brother Luke enthusiastically helped Hagrid with some of the more tame magical creatures, Louis was more likely to be found with his nose stuck in a book - or studying some of the various maps that he kept in his Gryffindor Sixth Year dormitory. It wasn’t that Louis didn’t like to go out and spend time with people, nor that he didn’t yearn to be half as sociable as the rest of his family, it was just that the middle Gryffindor boy lacked the confidence that seemed to come easy to the rest of his family. It wasn’t that Louis wasn’t bad looking. In fact, he was tall, handsome, with thick waves of blonde hair alike to his sisters and a charming grin. He was just… different. But despite his shy exterior, once he had got to know people Louis had a sense of humour to rival even Leon and was a fiercely loyal friend. Either way, sometimes Louis found that it was easier to drown out the world in books than to try to enter it fully despite yearning for a bit of companionship and friendship.

Within the next half hour she had managed to dress herself in an outfit that didn't meet her usual guidelines when it came to clothing. She liked to wear simple clothes, things that would drawn no attention and spark no curiosity as there was nothing that she disliked more than having attention on her. "What's the point of dressing up? There's no chance he'll like me. He's probably been forced to come along as well, not only that but I'm going to place a bet that I'm one of the many girls he's being forced to see." But no amount of objecting and complaining was to change anything. The restaurant the pair were to meet at was considered to be classy and so she had been forced to dress somewhat elegantly and yet she still managed to keep it simple in a tight fit black dress that stopped a few inches above her knees. She wore a pair of dangling, emerald green earrings (a gift from her older sister Athea) and added a stroke of blush on her well defined cheekbones, finishing the look with a delicate touch of crimson shaded lipstick.