See No Evil, Hear No Evil

The suns rays were shimmering in the distance, sinking further beneath the horizon and soon all the creatures of the dark will be waking and dancing with the freedom of their mother's nightly veil shrouding them from all things who would see their devious activities. Floki among the many of them.

All day he had spent scrawling a letter in the druid symbols that his clan created. All in good conduct to implore his grandfather to send him an urn with someone... interesting in it. Someone that knew things, dark things. His studies at Hogwarts are stifling and too boring. The teachers continuously demand so many things from him like dreadful homework and to wear a shirt under his robes.

Couldn't they see his mind is on far bigger and more enlightening things? How droll...

It is time though, to send the completed letter and to do that Floki will need to glide through the halls of Hogwarts to the school's owlery and borrow an owl. He thought plenty of times that he could just astral project himself and travel through the paths to meet his grandfather in the spiritual plane, but the man would no doubt be busy and secretly worrying after Melbern, his grandfather's brother who is quite mad. Such an inspiring warlock Melbern is.

With a dreamy expression, eyes glimmering in cold delight, Floki takes the letter making sure that he is indeed wearing a shirt under his exceedingly long robes and walks out of the dormitory to enter the Ravenclaw common room. There are several people nearby who glance at him but don't so much as nod, them being perturbed by his presence. He slips up to the flickering heath and steps out of his shoes and rolls up his pant legs before leaving them behind...

One Ravenclaw girl sputters in protest at the reason he's leaving barefooted and Floki can only lightly laugh at her befuddlement. "So the wind may sweep me as it wills."

Floki quirks a brow after the rapidly disappearing girl and tilts his head to the side in slight contemplation. Seeing a snake near the raven's nest isn't exactly new, but to have someone waiting for him in particular is a bit refreshing. A Slytherin at that.

And why not? One day, all dark things will hear my call, if they show up that will be their choice.

Many might have the ability or the desire, his own dark aura drawing people closer or pushing them away unconsciously. Though Floki doesn't want either/or, he wants to be surrounded by those who have the aptitude for both. He steps down the hall, gliding over the floor and enjoying the cold stones beneath the soles of his scarred feet. The tissue healed from the last time he enjoyed a deep meditation induced from pain and blood loss.

Turning a corner he senses suddenly catch the energies belonging to a particular magical signature. A laugh bubbles up from his throat.

The little snake is following me. Well, the more the merrier I suppose.

And Floki continues through Hogwarts, being stalked and equally ghosting past the teachers on patrol with ease. Just outside a side door leading to the owlery, he stops for a moment and turns his face into the night breeze tugging at his hair and robe. For a moment he wonders what it would feel like to be swept up and taken far from this place... and then he turns back to his route, eager to send the letter.

The distance between the owlery and himself is eaten up as he swiftly ascends the stairs and dips into the yawning alcove. Mindful of the droppings on the floor, Loki reaches for any carrier owl and ties the letter to its leg. For a moment he holds the creature close, letting his six-digit-hand slip through the feathers.

Hoot, hoot. The owl croons at him and Floki allows a smile to slide across his features.

How endearing it is that after a few strokes the owl is so submissive and happy. Does it not know that he can snap its neck if he wishes? It would be so easy... his hand stills on its neck and he gazes at those dark eyes that blink back unafraid. In the end, Floki just leans towards the windowless slit in the wall whispering, 'Rotburn Manor' and releases the beast to the night sky.

He contemplates on the owl's close end and decides that humans are the same. Each wanting to be noticed and adored, willing to give themselves over to pain and abuse just for a simple smile, a simple touch...

It isn't the sound of footsteps, or breathing, or even the shadows that give the curious little snake away. It's the way that their body moves into the owlery, the breeze that had been moving in a steady current goes out and then returns in a moment. Floki straightens, his senses widening and sliding over the presence of the Slytherin among the slumbering owls. Turning, Floki raised his chin slightly in a knowing manner and chuckles, "Did you know that ravens have a tendency to eat snakes?"

"Hmm?" Floki hums, his lips pealing back from his teeth in a grin not reaching his eyes. He takes a step forward and feels the tension heighten between them. The nerves just under his skin thrum alive, the wand in his pocket suggesting him to bring his prey to their knees. Floki pulls the magical tool from the robe, its dark ebony surface gleaming in the light of the distant moon.

"So quick... so witty, I wonder," The boy slides his fingers across the blackened wand and raises it to tap the hollow of his collarbone as he eyes her, "what you're really here for hm?"

"Is it to quell your curiosity?" Another slow step, wondering if she'll back away or stand proud. The fight or flight instincts are so various upon particular creatures. One can never tell with a witch or wizard.

The shadows move around them both as he shifts closer. "Is it out of pure boredom?"

He stops before her, those lighter eyes watching him with caution. The breeze drifts through the opened door and Floki watches as a wayward strand of hair catches between the crease of her lips and blocks an eye. His grin twists a bit, a mockery of something between smile and sneer. With a nonchalant move he uses the tip of his wand to rip the hair free from those lips and smiles deceivingly. "Or is it perhaps for the night, my dear?"