It is life, I think, to watch the water.

Sleeping With Sirens ll Daphne and Tate

Sleeping With Sirens ll Daphne and Tate

He chuckled softly “Well do I seem like the dating type? Besides the way I treat most females I’d never subject you to that, I like you too much." He’d look at the lake for a moment remembering that night vividly, he remembered all his attacks like they were playing on a loop so recounting every detail was not a hard task. He watched her, and it always surprised him how she seemed to be unphased by the terrible things he had done, even seemed to like them. Tate smiled Deviously “Why yes I agree it was Brilliant I’m glad you seemed to take notice." his smile grew at her follow up statement “Thank you, most people don’t see it like that, they do deserve it, and I’m happy to oblige to giving them that punishment." He couldn’t help but watch her, and actually geniunely smile, he couldn’t remember the last time he had done that, if he had ever done that. He wasn’t sure why he seemed to be so comfortable around the female, but he wasn’t going to question it too much, almost scared of the answer.

Really?

Really?

Really?

Really?

Sleeping With Sirens ll Daphne and Tate

Tate took a long drag and tossed his cigarette to the side knowing how much it irritated her, and seeing as she was one of his only friends he didn’t want to push the status of their friendship, knowing like him she was keen on friendship, but for some reason he valued theirs. He’d raised a eyebrow slightly “Well next time you go ‘Out’ take me with you… it be better than being with all those morons." and he’s sit down beside her watching her, he could tell before she spoke she analyzed every word, it was unlike anyone he had met before. He look and smile back at her “Soo?" His grin would grow at her question “Well the Muggleborn, I tortured her and threw her in the dirt like she deserved, i also body binded her and held her face in the lake and left her for dead. I’ve also tortured a Halfblood and a Mudblood lover if you’re interested in them as well?" 

She looked back across the lake, her smirk fading as he asked about going 'out' with her. Daphne looked back at him,"Are you subtly trying to ask me on a date?" she said boldly. Her eyes widened slightly before looking back at the black water, eyes wide and cold with regret. It was weird how she wasn't able to hold her tongue around people, as clever as she was. Daphne really was more bold than anyone would have guessed. Looking back at the boy, her lips curved up once more as she heard about what he did to the stupid muggleborns. "That sounds brilliant," she said, an evil glint in her eye. "They deserve every bit of what you did and more," she said, pulling her legs in to sit criss crossed as she picked at some dirt under her nails nervously. Daphne couldn't quite figure out what was wrong with her. Her heart was beating faster than normal and her usual calm demeanor was suddenly threatened by Tate's presence. She didn't know if she should just stop everything or let their friendship progress. 

Really?

Really?

Really?

Sleeping With Sirens ll Daphne and Tate

Tate had spent the majority of his morning listening to  whining, little, first year. He had been leaning against the closet door holding him in, just for the hell of it. His eyes caught a chair and he reached his leg out to reach it and pulled it towards him, he propped it up against the door knob and smirked leaning his ear against the door “maybe if you whine loud enough Flich will hear you, and let you out. That will teach you to bump into me in the hallway.” He’d lift himself off digging for his favorite thing, he slid the cancer stick towards his parted lips and lit it, taking a big drag as he walked along the courtyard, making his way towards the lake, the only place he seemed calm and serine. He looked towards it and smirked at the sight of sandy blonde hair blowing in the wind, he walked up to her slowly knowing not matter how soft he walked, she was always one step ahead, she knew it was him before she turned around, that's just how Daphne was. He discarded his bag beside the tree and he walked up next to her, he plopped down beside her, smiling softly, only a few people got to see his genuine smile, Daphne just happened to be privileged enough to be one of the fair few. He nudged her softly “Where have you been hiding stranger? I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages..” 

She scent of his cigarette filled her nostrils, and as much as she hated the smell, it was slowly starting to grow on her in an almost comforting sort of way. Daphne quickly shut her notebook, never letting anyone dare look into her personal thoughts. She smirked lightly as she looked at Tate, his blue eyes shining in the morning sun, black hair contrasting against his pale skin. "I've been...out," she said softly before looking back across the lake. Truth was, she had been spending more of her time in the Lake than anywhere else. She was trying everything she could to avoid being inside and since the weather had become nicer it was easier for her to get in and out of the water unnoticed. Daphne looked back across the rippling, black water, blinking slowly as he mind wandered back to the things Tate had said about the muggleborns that had been tortured. "So," she said softly, looking back at him with a mischievous smile on her face. "Tell me about these muggleborns that were attacked. I want details," she said with the smallest giggle, a sound that people rarely heard out of her. 

Really?

Really?

  Lavender crossed her arms, pursing her lips slightly at the girl’s normal attitude. She rolled her eyes at the girl’s jump to conclusion before the redhead said matter of factly. “I meant all of the classes I have taken, not all of the classes the school offers, Daphne.” She sighed and then smirked as she added, “But if you really were smart, you wouldn’t assume things.” 

Daphne's expression never wavered as her eyes bore into her peers. She almost let out a small chuckle. Daphne wasn't making assumptions. They were facts, and facts weren't assumptions. The blonde almost cringed at the sound of her name coming out of Lavender's mouth. "I don't assume," she said, her voice laced with coldness. Her eyebrow twitched up as she looked at the red-head, more annoyed than ever. 

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