Secret projects

[Isabella Black]

"Well, I was always one. I was born half vampire. My mother was one and my father... he was a human." Isabella replied.
"And just ask away, I'll answer what i can, and if i don't want to answer then I won't. So it's ok." Isabella added. Stretching out her arms.

[Phoenix Aster]

"Half vampire... Well, there's one I didn't expect," Phoenix mused. "Not sure why, really, but... well, you learn something every day."

"And since you have me making this... Would you need to drink blood otherwise?" The tone of his question didn't imply that he had a problem with the answer, either way. She'd been born that way, she couldn't help whatever condition her birth had put on her.

[Isabella Black]

"Every vampire needs to drink blood, I didn't exactly chose not too. It was, is, safer for me this way. My father thought so after what happened to my mother..." Isabella trailed off. Looking at the ground.
"If one day I find out I actually needed to drink blood, like the real stuff, then I won't mind. At least I didn't harm anyone." Isabella told him. Hopefully answered his question.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix opened his mouth, reflexively about to ask the first question her statement brought to mind. But he closed it again, realizing that asking what had happened to her mother probably would be crossing a line. At the very least, it was a question better asked when they knew each other much, much better. "And if that does happen? What will you do?" he asked quietly.

[Isabella Black]

Tilting her head, Isabella pause to think.
"Ignore it...maybe. Or go and rob a blood bank.." Isabella joked. She wondered if she would actually go and do that. It would be funny.
"I'll think of that when it comes, maybe It'll never happen. The stuff I am taking seem to be doing there job fine." Isabella said. Just as long as had them, Isabella didn't have to worry about becoming the monster all humans fear.

[Phoenix Aster]

"If this stops working, I'll just come up with a better one for you. Whenever that might be," Phoenix promised. Then he hesitated. Each question seemed to come back to this... "Don't answer if you don't want, but please don't be angry for my asking... what happened to your family?"

[Isabella Black]

Isabella gave him a surprised look. She hadn't expected him to ask, and when he did Isabella felt her throat tighten up. As if it didn't want her to speak of it. She wasn't angry, it was just a question. Isabella felt the silence grow. Then she finally decided to tell him.

"My mother was murdered by hunters and my father was sentenced to death. They didn't even care that she had a daughter.. I...had watched her die." Isabella replied, her voice got quieter as she spoke, so that the last bit was like a whisper. Isabella looked at her hands, then back at him, her face a blank mask. The memories flashing through her mind. She didn't like to be sad about it. It was better to be angry. She could use the anger she felt for them.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix regretted asking as soon as he heard the answer. It was like he'd taken a look into a book that he had no business reading, no right to read. "I'm sorry," he said quietly.

It did, though, make a few things fall into place about her. The reason she had her pills, but had to look to other people to make them now, for one. He'd wondered why her father hadn't handled it... well, that was answered now. She'd seen it all, but she'd pulled through... there was something about the strength it proved in her that made her more beautiful for it, and seemed to instill a new respect in Phoenix, even though he couldn't have said that he lacked respect for her previously. If anything, he knew that if she needed anything from him, he wouldn't turn her away, if that had even been an issue before.

[Isabella Black]

"You don't need to be sorry, I did answer. And it's better to get things out then keep them bottled up....as they say." Isabella said. Smiling a little, she didn't feel like being all ridiculously sad about it. It happened when she 8 years old. She had a long time to get over it. She was glad he didn't ask about her father, and why he was sentenced. Isabella didn't want to go into that right now.

"The dungeons, a Ravenclaw and a Gryffindor. I wonder what a Slytherin would do if he found that out. We are on there as they say 'Turf'" Isabella said lighting up the mood. She had wondered why he would choose to do the potion here. He could of done it in the room of requirement, but Isabella had to remind herself that not everyone knew about that place.

[Phoenix Aster]

Phoenix waved a dismissive hand. "That's half the fun, waiting for them to get territorial so that I can toss them out the door," he mused. "Thankfully, the teachers gave me a key so I can lock this room when I'm not in here. I wouldn't want someone messing with this, or my woflsbane." He didn't know exactly why he'd picked the dungeons either... although probably because it was the only place where he would have been granted a workroom. But there was something about doing the potions underground that just seemed more... right. It was where his father had always done his brewing, and it was where he'd always done it, too.

[Isabella Black]

"Lucky they gave you a lock, I don't know what they would say about that," Isabella said, indicating the potion. She would tell him about the Room Of Requirement but half the fun of that was discovering it, if he hadn't all ready done so. Calmly, Isabella glanced up at the ceiling.

"So do you want to know anything else about vampires?" Isabella offered. Her feet swishing slowly back a forth, like a child would do. She wasn't sure if he wanted to ask anything else, she didn't mind if he did.

[Phoenix Aster]

"Is there anything that hurts you? I mean... obviously I've heard all of the rumors, but they can't all be true. I've seen you in the daylight, after all." He hoped that she didn't take this the wrong way. He simply figured that it was something he should know, as he didn't want to accidentally hurt her if such an opportunity came around.

[Isabella Black]

"Yes... you could stab me and I'll feel it and it will hurt, just not as much as it would you. But if you meant kill me, then I don't know. I've heard vampires that can regenerate if they are not reduced to ashes." Isabella replied. Wondering if she should of told him, but she really didn't care if he knew or not. If he wanted to harm her in anyway he could of easily done something to the potion.
"So basically we can get hurt, it's just rarely seen and really hard to do." Isabella said bemused.

[Phoenix Aster]

If anything, Phoenix looked relieved. "So all of that stuff about garlic and silver is a bunch of rubbish," he said, smiling. He sighed, leaning back in his chair. "You know... some days I envy the muggles who think that being bitten by a werewolf or vampire is just something that happens in stories." He chuckled a little, then added, "Granted, in that case, I wouldn't have the excellent company I have now."

[Isabella Black]

Isabella averted her eyes. "I'm 'excellent company' now, but usually I'm not. I'm glad you enjoy my company though." Isabella smiled.
"Mmm, I don't like garlic but that's irrelevant. But silver, doesn't that harm werewolf's? Or is that a rumor?" Isabella asked. Just like Phoenix didn't know that much about vampires, Isabella started to think maybe she didn't know that much about werewolf's.