dark, dark. // lesson one, second years.

Katerina sat in her usual seat at the mid-front of the class, happy no one else was there. She loved being first. Didn't have to pretend to like anybody and she could just think.

She loved the silence, she realized that as she waited.

Entering the classroom with a swift pace he spotted a girl and shot straight to her side, he grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it gently saying "William krux, Hitrost" he sat behind her and leaned forward hoping to make conversation.

Katerina didn't show it, but was startled when a boy entered the classroom and kissed her hand.

"I don't recall giving you permission to touch me, Krux," she said, her eyes never leaving the front of the classroom. "And I believe we have met, though never talked."

"Katerina Kahnovich," she told him, turning around in her chair to finally face him, "Hitrost."

He cheekily replied "Well sorry but I guess my self control couldn't help itself" he found a seat next to her "A pleasure Katerina, I didn't see you last year is this your first at Durmstrang?"

Katerina shook her head, "I was here, but I'm not surprised you didn't see me. I don't think I talked much."

Rolling her eyes, she replied, "You should learn to control yourself. That might get you killed one day."

Moving a further distance away he replied "I shall control myself over here then, and I hope that I stay alive" he chuckled to himself and fiddled with his wand tracing the lines and the handle. Waiting for the Professor.

Katerina raised an eyebrow, but soon gave a nod in his direction, turning to face the front of the room once more.

"You do that," she said.