Kiss the rain (open)

[Jane Watson]

It was raining. That was the first thing Jane had noticed when she stepped outside. She wanted to visit her favorite courtyard but then it started raining now Jane was soaked from head to toe finding shelter outside somehow beneath a tree. Thankfully it was not the whomping willow or there was no lightning around. Just the simple pouring rain. It reminded Jane of home and the piano song her mother loved so much kiss the rain thanks to her mother Jane loved that song as well.

She smiled to herself before running under the rain her work forgotten under the tree as she began spinning in the rain laughing even doing a few ballet moves here and there. Letting her blissful moment fill her up.

[Alethea Rwaht]

Ah the rain. Something Alethea actually liked, in most situations. Sadly, in this situation, rain was her enemy. She was attempting to write an essay out in the courtyards when the light sprinkle started. She hurried to close her books and pack away her parchment and things before the rain started to really pick up. Luckily, she had just closed her bag as the rain started to pour. It was amazing how quickly the rain picked up, almost as soon as it had started it was beating down on Alethea, soaking her frizzy hair.

She was completely soaked within minutes. Realizing this, Alethea hurried to her feet, hugging her bag to her chest, trying her best to protect the bag, which, sadly, was not waterproof. She ran through the courtyards, looking for shelter from the relentless rain. The grass was muddy and slippery, and it was only a matter of time before Alethea slipped. Her foot catching a spot of mud, and the poor girl fell on her face, her bag flinging a few feet in front of her.

Picking herself up, Alethea's face fell as she looked down at her mud covered clothes, which were close to ruined. She frowned, trying to wipe it off of her sopping clothes. Remembering her bag, which was filled with books, parchment, and other things that could easily be ruined by the rain. Running for the bag, she actually jumped to it, sliding in the mud and further ruining her clothes. Too bad. Scooping up the bag, which was, along with her clothes, caked with mud and very wet. Luckily, the bag's thick fabric was not soaked through.

Alethea spotted a girl laughing in the rain. Alethea did not know many people outside of her house, so naturally, she did not know this gryffindor. Though she did not know this girl, Alethea ventured to talk to the girl anyhow. She seemed a happy girl, so why not?

"Hello love!" Alethea said, skidding to a stop near the girl. Alethea had to raise her frail voice to be heard over the pouring rain, sadly, but at least it was for a good reason. Smiling at the girl, she tried her best to shield her bag from the rain.

[Carlisle Pendragon]

Rain, rain, and even more rain. If it kept up like this, Carlisle would wake up to find himself sleeping in the middle of a lake. Why in the world did the Slytherins have to live in the freaking dungeon of the school? It was totally impractical in his opinion, since the lake outside was so close to the building. But Professor Slytherin had assured the house time and time again that the dungeon was spelled to ward off any intruding floodwaters.

Yeah right. Carlisle didn't really believe the oily-tongued head of Slytherin the way his housemates did, he didn't follow his ideal or his actions as slavishly at the others. Particularly because he didn't give a damn, even thought they were wrong. In his view, there was nothing wrong with someone just because he or she had one or two muggle parents. He didn't understand why it had to matter in the first place. He sighed, but there would be no use in convincing everyone else in Slytherin house otherwise, so set in their convoluted ways as they were.

So it rained, and here he was walking outside, letting the rain soak his skin, his hair, his black and green clothing. He didn't know why, just that he was. Like the fact that he was waiting, but for what he had absolutely no clue, some cosmic event to come crashing into his life, thereby changing it forever. How troublesome that would be then, or perhaps he was waiting for the magic homework fairies to descend from the moors and forests and do his homework for him. Highly unlikely, but the lazy sixth year could dream, couldn't he? No, he had no idea what he was waiting for or why, but he stepped into the courtyard from the passage he'd been walking down, spotting a small Gryffindor twirling about, laughing happily.

Lucky girl.

[Jane Watson]

Jane stopped when she heard someone say hello. She turned to see a girl who was a probably younger than her who was soaking wet and covered in mud. "Hello I'm Jane" Jane introduced herself before taking out her wand and performing a simple cleaning spell on the girl most of the mud disappeared there was still mud but not as much as before. "Sorry I'm a bit of a neat freak" Jane admitted sheepishly. Before taking a look around the courtyard the school seemed to be covered in rain. A little bit off she noticed a Slytherin boy but she tried to ignore him maybe he wouldn't pick on her or something.

[Alethea Rwaht]

<sup>"I'm Alethea!" The girl shouted over the rain, smiling at Jane. She was a pretty girl, wet or not. Alethea herself actually looked quite attractive with her frizzy mess of hair actually rather flat, with it being so wet. Scrunching her wet hair up, she looked down as Jane performed a simple cleaning spell on Alethea's muddy clothes. "Quite alright, that actually works in my favor!" Alethea said, actually happy that the girl had removed most of the mud. Alethea would probably have thrown the outfit out if Jane hadn't fixed them up.

"Oi, wouldn't want to mess with that lot I wouldn't," Alethea said to the lion, looking to a lone Slytherin standing off to the side. Alethea hadn't had much experience with the other house, but what she had experienced with them was not pleasant. Most of the fickle snakes made fun of poor Alethea, telling her she was worthless because of her muggle parents. Alethea didn't understand what was so bad about being from a muggle family, she found nothing wrong with it.

Alethea wondered if Jane was muggleborn, but she dismissed the question as she looked up to the falling rain. It felt nice on her face, it cooled her flushed cheeks. Alethea was sure she'd get sick from this later, but oh well. She was having fun, that was all that mattered no? Well actually, Alethea pondered whether meeting Jane and running in the rain was worth the dreary walk to the hospital wing later. Now that she thought about it, though, she realized that all she would have to do was walk to the hospital wing. This was worth it. Running in the rain was too much fun compared to what she would be doing otherwise.</sup>

[Carlisle Pendragon]

This wasn't new to him "don't mess with him, he's a Slytherin", "Maybe he'll go away if we ignore him", "I hope he doesn't decided to pick on me." He heard it practically every damn day. But he was already in a bad mood and the Ravenclaw's comment had only made it worse. He was rather annoyed and pissed at the implication that he would do something to them simply because he was Slytherin and they were both Muggle born.

That being the case, he did something uncharacteristic of himself. He stopped in his tracks, turned on his heel, and scowled at the blonde girl. "Never, ever lump me in with the likes of those bastards," he resisted the urge to growl and settled for looking truly angered. Perhaps there may have even been a hint of hurt in his eyes, he didn't know, but what he couldn't stand was being judged simply because of his house. He hated them, and he knew they deserved the bad reputation, but to automatically assume that everyone who wore green and black was the same and had their heads stuck up his or her ass mad him upset.

Besides, what did these girls know anyway? The Gryffindor was a third year whom he'd recognized from the fight a couple weeks back and the Ravenclaw was a first year. Surely at least one of them understood that people weren't always defined by their affiliations.