Her Diamonds

The silver and emerald scarf and matching hat that adorned her leather jacket betrayed how cold she felt, the hitched pattern of the breaths that came from her lips speaking of how weak she was feeling. She shouldn't be here.

But Karma Black was not known for doing things that were good for her.

The thinness of the ice was the last thing on her mind, nor was the fact that slipping through the ice in her current condition could - quite literally - be detrimental to her health. Frankly, it was becoming hard to care. She only wanted to move, and if she could do anything, she could do that.

Moving with the grace of one who had done this millions of times before, Karma moved across the ice of the lake, the ice skates she had commissioned from Geoffrey gliding over the frost covered lake. Moving smoothly, she pushed off, spinning twice in the air before landing solidly on one skate, moving around in a circle. Grinning, she kicked differently, the blade of her skate sending her into a blurring spin on the spot as she raised her hands into an easy ballet position.

Moving out of it now, she continued her dance, unable to stop herself from speeding up, as fast as a human could go, not quite tapping into her powers yet. It was reckless motion, precise in its danger, even as she spun out toward the center of the lake, toward thinner ice.

Aragorn tromped down the stairs of the school. His grey-green eyes felt extremely dry in the freezing temperatures but the rest of him was feeling normal, and rather warm. He wore a pair of gloves, a hat, and a scarf all marked with the colours blue and bronze, some part of them stamped with a Ravenclaw patch. His jacket that covered up his black sweater was also black, and made for the cool winters of England, Scotland, and Ireland.

He had a smile on his face, his own joy filtering in on him though he hated winter. It was nice, though chilly. He could feel Karma's excitement fill in too, and he let that boost his joy. He didn't really notice that there was also a little something else in there, a terrible feeling.

He slipped on ice beneath the snow and he flew across the grounds, bruising his lower back and getting snow in his jacket. He made it about halfway to the lake before he could stand up again and seethe as he made his way down the rest of the way to the dock. He climbed up the wooden dock and looked out at the lake, shocked for a moment as he watched Karma spin around. So that was why she was so excited.

He opened his mouth to yell and wave until he realised that there was thin ice right where she was going to land. Panic filled him and he shouted a warning, too late though.

Kicking off the ice, the girl leapt into a graceful turn hands held in an easy second before she landed, spreading them wide as a perfectly placed skate lifted from the ground. "Gorn!" She greeted, skating in another loose circle before heading back toward him- and thin ice.

She kicked off once more, skating back toward the other boy, her eyes on her favorite Ravenclaw. She didn't notice the thin ice until she was directly over it. It was simple, she was there, grinning, and then she was not, the sound of cracking ice loud in the sudden silence.

Her hand raised as she tried to swim back upward, but the cold was sinking into her bones, a large inhale she took filling her lungs with icy water. Her eyes struggled to make sense of anything, but skates weren't made for swimming, and vampires weren't meant for cold. She felt herself sinking, her clothing dragging her downward even as she stared upward, a single arm outstretched toward the light that seemed to be getting just a little bit darker, a little farther away.

Unreachable.

Perhaps if she stayed down there, she could forget the feel of flame.

Aragorn's cry for Karma was more of a strangled yell. He could barely think, what was he supposed to do? He was freezing now, felt like he was soaked but he knew he wasn't. It was Karma who was in the water, not him.

He gasped for air as he strained his focus and took off slipping and sliding across the ice to the where she'd fallen in. He stripped himself of his heavy coat and other warm winter accessories as he prepared himself for the cold water.

He grabbed his wand and warmed the edges of the ice enough so that he had enough room for the both of them to come back up. He knew he was wasting time but he couldn't keep the fear from allowing him to procrastinate.

He took a deep breath, pinched his nose closed, and leaped into the water. His wand was gripped tightly in his right hand as the chilling water froze him through again. He almost choked out his air as he flailed around. He squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them again, swimming down to where he could barely make out Karma's figure.

He wished he'd performed some sort of charm now that he thought about it. He was going to run out of Oxygen before he reached her. He ignored those thoughts that drifted to the front and swam frantically towards Karma. He latched onto her coat and started swimming up, hoping to the gods that he didn't lose hold of her.