Orion wasn't in too much of a hurry to get to Hogsmeade, seeing as there wasn't a whole lot to it and he really only needed to visit one shop in particular. So he took the opportunity to sleep in on Saturday, enjoying it thoroughly. When he finally did wake, feeling well rested, he showered and washed up, did his hair, put on his clothes, and made his through the castle and out.

He figured since he had a whole day to kill and laze about, he could spare some time and definitely some change in the Three Broomsticks, a pub frequented by many Hogwarts students like himself on weekend trips like this. It was always a good source of amusement to watch others in the pub. Not to mention he had missed his breakfast and was a growing man, which meant he was in need of food.

Entering the crowded establishment, Orion craned his neck to see if he could spot any empty tables he could grab his lunch at. In his search, he spotted a few well known students, and eventually his blue eyes spotted what he was searching for. The tall boy made a beeline for the empty table before someone else could snatch it up, and once there he easily claimed it, shrugging gracefully out of his jacket and hanging it over the back of his chair.

He signaled the waitress for a butterbeer and soon after he was drinking that while waiting for his food, watching those around him and snatching bits a pieces of conversation while he did.

Lillian was still in her dorm,dong nothing but sitting in bed and watching the empty room.It was a common Saturday,meaning that everyone was having their fun in Hogsmead,just before lessons started once again.Lillian knew that very well,and that's exactly why she had stayed in,instead of going with them.Lillian had no friends.She survived without them.So there was no point to follow the whole pit of snakes towards Hogsmead,like some kind of lost puppy.So all Lillian had to do was wait for everyone to leave,so she could make her way down to Hogsmead alone,without having someone to humiliate or criticise her again.

All of her fellow Slytherins kept saying things about her behind her back,almost always comparing her to Pansy,and saying that she was no fit for a Slytherin.Lillian had made terms with it,and admitted to herself that maybe she indeed wasn't fit for a Slytherin.But she was herself.An that was better than being a Slytherin.Because when she acted like herself,and not like the mean person she pushed herself into being,she earned and achieved a lot more,than being called a bitch.She finally got what she deserved,and that was not a few rude comments and fake rumours.

Getting dressed,Lillian made her way out of her dorm and Slytherin Common Room,knowing already where she would head to.The three Broomsticks was a popular pub for all the Hogwarts Students,known for its Butterbeer and meals.It  always was crowded there,and that meant that everyone was too busy to pay attention to a blond girl sitting in a table and reading a book,while drinking her tea."No one shall pay attention...and it's better that way."

Once she reached Hogsmead,Lillian made her way towards the Three Broomticks,hiding her face every time she saw someone from the Slytherin House,or people she knew that spread rumours about her.She was in no mood for a fight,and she didn't liek them in general.Gossip and fighting were two thing she hated.And after everything that happened,she always tried staying calm and avoid any fights that she was accidentally getting herself into.She had come here to relax,and not get into fights with brainless witches and wizards that had nothing better to do than gossip what she did,and spread rumours and lies about her.

Walking into the Three Broomsticks,Lillian thought that she would finally have some quite time,but to her utter surprise,someone had already taken over her table,and it actually happened to be a guy from her house.She had seen him quite a few times,since they were together in a few classes,but never actually talked to him.Walking over to him,she plopped down in the chair opposite of him,nodding at the waitress for her usual tea,before opening the book and reading a few lines.She could feel the boy's eyes on her,and she knew he was not happy about her invading his space.
"You are sitting at my table,so you either put up with me,or you can leave,"she said in her Danish accent,her eyes never leaving the book.It's not like they had anything to discuss.

Orion had been enjoying his drink in solitude. Had been, were the operative words there. Because a certain blonde decided to take it upon herself to ruin his solitude. As she sat there with eyes glued to whatever book she had brought with her, Orion looked at Lillian Vinter with a blank stare, arching one brow at the blonde.

Her words had a barking laugh escaping him. "Your table Vinter?" His brown eyes crinkled in his amusement at her idiocy. "I'm sorry. I was not aware the table belonged to you. I must have been stupid to think it actually belonged to the pub. Please forgive me." His tone and smile were mocking to the cruelest extent, and he gave no indication that he would be leaving. In fact, he settled even more comfortably into his seat and and took a swig of his butterbeer, his blue eyes still laughing at her blunder.

Lillian had seen Orion around,and knew how he acted towards people that he considered "not good enough".And by the way he was treating her,it seemed as if she was one of them.Though he was so terribly mistaken,and Lillian wouldn't do him the favour to be sad and leave,just because he thought that he was a lot better.This was her table after all,and she needed to have a long tlk with the waitress afterwards.

His tone and words made Lillian raise an eyebrow and snort at him in disgust.He was one Pureblood bastard,for sure.For him,everyone was not good enough,since he believed no one could match perfection.But he was far from it,and that was proven every time someone came near him,and ended up either crying,cursing,or in a lost fight with him.
But Lillian,she knew better than start having an argument with him.He was too sly and could outsmart people easily,oh that was sure.So instead,she was being blunt with him.No anger.Just telling him what she wanted.And hoped that for once,he would put his brain to work and be decent towards her,but her hopes crushed the moment he opened that mouth of his.

Looking up from her book,she slammed it close and placed it aside,leaning in,closer to him,still trying to be calm about all this.He was invading her space,and he was trying to play the man in charge here.But what he hadn't understood is that a Vinter is no slave.It's always the leader.
"Do not mock me,Ramellien.The fact that you are a skiderik is known.There is no need for you to prove it to me,sweetheart."
Staring coldly at him,she settled back in the chair opposite of him,letting him guess what called him in Danish,her mother language.Though bastard was the only word that could fit him,so it wouldn't be difficult to find out.

Orion gave no indication whatsoever that he were surprised by her reaction, or her words. In truth, the teen was amused by the girl. In fact, Orion always had found people like herself amusing. While Orion knew he could be just as cruel and snobbish as the best of them, he wasn't hypocritical enough to expect anyone to treat him any better than he treated them. Some people did, of course, because some people were destined to be the spineless, worthless bottom feeders they were. But others, mainly those just like himself, always had a witty retort with cruel intentions.

Lillian Vinters was somewhere in between the two though. She was what Orion deemed the most condescending and hypocritical one of them all. She fancied herself a princess, and thought everyone should bow to her for some reason. The girl thought she was so clever, and so beautiful. Her very presence amused Orion because she was no more than a walking and talking joke. Her idiocy was like the icing on the top of a cake, and always made for great fun. He absently wondered if she realized just how stupid she sounded sometimes, but he wasn't going to hold his breath.

"Mock you? Why on earth would I mock you?" The tall boy questioned with a hint of surprise and more than a hint of amusement coloring his tone as he leaned toward her with a challenging look in his eyes. "See, mocking someone implies you are trying to make fun of them, ridicule them." Orion paused, a smirk playing on his lips. "I have no need to mock Vinter. You make a joke of yourself enough without my help."

Alice had been ordering a round of butterbeer for her brother and his friends. He had left his money in the common room and she happened to be nearby. As usual she payed for his group of mates as well though he always paid her back so it was no biggy. She ordered one for herself as well and seeing as all the tables were full she looked around for a table that had one or two seats free. She noticed a table with two people she knew. One she had met earlier, the other Luca had told her of.

"Excuse me?" She asked and realised she had interrupted what looked like was a war of words "Do you mind if I sit here?" she didn't wait for an answer and took the seat looking at the two heated people before her. The girl, who her brother had mentioned and pointed at to her over breakfast that morning seemed to be somewhat fiery. Odd her brother had said she was very calm and unlike most slytherins. She wandered if the girl knew that she was Luca's twin or if he had even mentioned her. She doubted he would have mentioned her when by the sounds of it the majority of their time together was kissing.

The boy, Orion, who she had met one or two nights earlierseemed to be laughing thinking of witty retorts in return. She rolled her eyes. "Goodness Orion, why is it whenever I seem to see you, you happen to have a witty retort to throw a girls way?" she laughed when a waiter bought over a plate of food for him. "Could I please have a small bowel of curly fries with aoli thanks" she called to the waitress who nodded and smiled. She seemed a little out of place being the puff among two snakes but tried not to think of it like that. She thought she would see if she could make the girl blush with embarrassment or at least see her reaction if she mentioned who she was. She giggled a little at the thought.

"Hi there by the way. I'm Alice Hartstone. You must be Lillian?? My brother Luca pointed you this morning, he mentioned you were quite the good kisser" she said sending the girl a wink. "That's my twin, in fact he's sitting right over there" she whispered to her. She then turned to Orion who she hadn't quite said hi to yet. "How have you been Orion?" the last time she saw him he left her in tears, not that he knew that and she wasn't about to let him know that fact either.