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Nikolai 'Niki' Urquhart ([info]fwoopersays) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-09-19 12:36:00

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Entry tags:!2003: 09, !complete, anabel runcorn, nikolai 'niki' urquhart

Who: Niki Urquhart and Anabel Runcorn.
When: September 19th. Early afternoon.
Where: Memorial Park.
What: Niki is practicing his Transfiguration.
Rating: Low?
Status: Complete.




Braxton seemed a bit put out by the random animals and things that milled about the house as a result of Niki's Transfiguration practices. Although he had caught up as many as he could and transfigured them back. Except the toad (former lamp) that had hopped away, and the turtle that had left with his dinner.

Still, he decided today to practice outside somewhere. It was a rather nice day out after all. And despite his milky pale skin and the fact that he liked night the best, he could stand being outside during the daylight sometimes!

So he gathered up a variety of things. Things he didn't think Braxton would miss too much. Although he planned on bringing them back with him, but just incase. A couple books. A chipped teacup. A plate. A fork. A clock. A candlestick. He put all these things in a bag and then got on his broomstick to fly to Memorial Park.

When he arrived, he settled himself down in a grassy area, sitting right on the ground. Clad in a pair of ripped up jeans and a black slightly oversized shirt and a black jacket over top. He unpacked his bag, one item at a time, setting them out around him. And then drew out his wand and set to work with a look of marked concentration on his face. And a surprising amount of lucidity.


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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 06:38 pm UTC (link)
Anabel had the day off. It was a blessedly lovely day. Or at least that was what she wanted it to be. It was turning out to be anything but lovely. Everything was going wrong. The coffee she'd ordered from her favourite cafe was bad. She'd had to take it back, stating it was watered down. And back again because it didn't have enough chocolate. And back a final time because she'd asked for no whipped cream and extra carmel. She had, of course, demanded a total refund of the price of the drink and stated she'd never be bringing her business there again.

Of course she didn't even get to drink her finally perfected coffee before some young child had rammed into her and caused her to spill the drink down her front. She'd snarled angrily and turned to give he kid a lashing only to see him turning a corner. She fumed, her hands curled in anger as she stamped a foot before taking a deep breath in and letting it out. She'd just buy something new.

She'd headed to Twilfitt and Tatting, intent on getting something from there before she'd noticed the crowd in the general area and frowned. She didn't want to have to deal with that number of people. So she'd turned and headed to another store. Everything was dolefully inadequate and continued to be so as she moved from rack to rack, looking for something suitable.

"Ugh. This won't do!" She twirled away from the rack and stalked from the store, moving through the crowd with ease and making her way to Memorial Park without even paying attention to where it was she was going. It was there that she came upon a peculiar looking youth with a variety of household items sitting on the ground. "What in...? What exactly do you think you are doing?" She probably should have held her tongue, but she was having a bad day and found she just couldn't.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 06:46 pm UTC (link)
Niki started with one of the books which, after some careful consideration, he turned into a music box. He lifted the lead and found that it actually played, a little troll figure spinning in circles in time to the music. He wasn't sure why entirely, it was a troll. That was rather odd. But he didn't mind.

He was looking at the teacup next, examining it from all angles (not that something so round hand angles, per se), trying to decide what he would transfigure it into. He had set it down and had his wand all aimed, going to try for a butterfly, when someone spoke. Niki gripped his wand tighter and looked up.

The dark haired young man blinked as he looked at the young woman standing over him. Niki realized he recognized her, although the name escaped him (as many things did these days).

"I'm practicing," he replied with a little skewed smile. "Transfiguration," he added for good measure.

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 06:56 pm UTC (link)
She frowned as she looked down, taking in the music box and assorted items now that she was closer. Honestly! This sort of stuff was supposed to be inside. And why was he practicing something like that in public and alone? She marveled at the idiocy of some people. Was he even old enough to be out of school? There was something vaguely familiar about him. Perhaps he had a brother or something she knew of.

"Why? And why out here all alone?" She could just imagine that he'd end up messing up his aim and hitting someone else in the park. That was certainly the last thing they needed. "Don't you think you should be doing something like this with supervision?"

She turned her head to take in the other people in the park, looking for anyone that could pass as a parent, guardian or sibling of the delinquent in front of her. She didn't want anyone having to go to Mungo's just because of some irresponsible child and said irresponsible child's guardian for the day.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 06:59 pm UTC (link)
Niki glanced to one side. And then to the other. And then gave Anabel a queer look as he tried to figure out who he should be there with, if not alone. "Well," he began, but had to give it a bit more thought before he continued. "Well," he started again. "My cousin, he doesn't like it when I transfigure in the house." Braxton hadn't said much on the subject yet, but Niki could tell.

"So I came out here. Because there's lots of space." And then if any of his transfigurings 'escaped', well, they wouldn't be in the house, now would they?

He furrowed his brow and looked at her more closely, trying to figure her out. "You. You went to Hogwarts," he decided. Really, that was the only place he knew people from. Well that and the parties he had gone to with his Mum and Dad, back before the War, before his father ended up in Azkaban and Niki ended up... well, as he was now.

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 07:12 pm UTC (link)
So his guardian had let him slip away unnoticed. That certainly wouldn't do. Why wasn't he at school? Perhaps he was home schooled? But if that was the case then his guardian should at least realise they needed to watch the boy better when he wasn't at his lessons. Didn't they realise that they'd be held responsible if he damaged anyone? Foolish and irresponsible, that was what they were.

"There is a lot of space, yes. There are also a lot of people. What if you missed and hit one of them?" Her arms crossed over her chest as she stared down at him, a frown marring her features. "Perhaps if you picked a specific room to transfigure in and kept it to the appropriate items he wouldn't be bothered by it." She'd certainly be bothered if someone was transfiguring the items she saw that he had.

An eyebrow quirked and a quick amused look came before vanishing. "I did, yes. I think you'll find that the majority of people here went to Hogwarts." Did he know her? He'd have to have been quite a number of years below her. Though she guessed she could be quite off about his age...

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 07:17 pm UTC (link)
Niki made a little face at her. "I wouldn't miss. That much," he informed her a bit loftily. "I'm pretty good. At Transfiguration." And his wand wouldn't let him miss, not his precious, precious wand that did such wonderful things. That he slept with under his pillow, a hand gripped tight to it. It whispered to him in his dreams as well as in his waking moments.

His head tilted, still looking quizzical, but he decided she had a good point there. "Maybe. That's. A pretty good idea." He would look through the house once he was home and find a room. Or just do it in his room. That could work. He didn't mind random things wandering about his room. Niki rather liked creepy crawlies.

"You were in. My House," he decided, because he couldn't imagine how else he would know her. She hadn't been in his Year, he was sure of that. And most of the people he would recognize outside of his Year would have been Slytherins as well. "Your name is..." Okay, that he couldn't remember. Something.

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 07:23 pm UTC (link)
He certain spoke quite strangely. The more she listened to him the more she thought perhaps something was wrong in his mind. Perhaps he'd already hit himself with a spell and scrambled his thought process. Or perhaps he was just odd and quirky. She'd have to listen more and see if she could decide between the two or come up with a third idea.

"Being good at it doesn't mean that an accident couldn't happen. That's why you shouldn't practice any complex magic without someone else watching. In school it is the teachers." Being in public like this offered too many chances for something to go wrong. There were just too many variables, too many people.

"Slytherin?" She eyed him critically, trying to place him. She really couldn't and so she frowned. "My name is Anabel." Of course if she was going to give her name, well... "And your name is?" Small talk certainly wasn't her forte. She really just wanted to get him to tell her where he lived so she could force him home and to his guardian.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 07:26 pm UTC (link)
"That. Could be the same with any spell," Niki shrugged. And people used spells all the time! Of course not all spells reshaped things, turning things from one form to another. But Niki was pretty sure that wouldn't happen.

And if it did.. well, maybe it would be neat.

"Anabel," he echoed and 'hmmmed'. That did ring a bell, and he bobbed his head in a nod, agreeing with her. Yes, that sounded right.

"I'm Niki. Nikolai Urquhart," he told her. Of course back in school he had looked different. Not so very pale. His hair had been cropped much shorter. His eyes had looked sharper, clever - not glazed. And he had dressed in a proper manner, befitting of Slytherin Purebloods. He also spoke much more normally back then!

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 07:36 pm UTC (link)
"Yes, but obviously you are trying something new to have this many items to attempt a transfiguration with," Anabel pointed out, trying to be reasonable. She really just wanted to tell him to cut it out because she said so and go home. She had a feeling that he wouldn't take well to that. Not a lot of people did when she said things like that.

Was he... agreeing with her name? Did he think she was going to give him a fake one? As if. The very idea was totally absurd. That was until she heard him introduce himself. "Absolutely not. There is no way you are Nikolai," Anabel said, a harsh frown coming to her face as the arms crossed over her chest dropped to her sides as she glared down at the young man.

This was definitely a highly inappropriate joke. She tried to remember if Nikolai had any siblings, but she'd never really been all that close to him. He was younger than her and she didn't really do that much socializing in school. She didn't see the point. Well for the most part she still didn't.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 07:39 pm UTC (link)
"I'm practicing," Niki said again with a stubborn note in his voice. "To get really good at it. I want. To be a bird." An avian Animagus he meant, of course. He probably didn't want to be a bird all the time. Having legs was good for some things. Plus, he didn't want to eat worms. Well, maybe a tiny bit.

His face scrunched up at her then when she denied he was him. "I am so," he said, sounding offended. "I always have been. Ever since I was born." He folded his arms over his chest, which was a much less intimidating looking stance while sitting down.

He wondered how he could prove it, and then he grinned and fumbled with his pockets to pull out his wallet. From which he drew his Apparation license, which he held out, to show her. "See?"

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 07:45 pm UTC (link)
"Fine, practice. Just take it somewhere less public. You're putting other people in danger if you screw up. What if you transfigure something into a dangerous animal?" She'd heard too many cases like that and saw the results. It was never pretty and definitely not something she wanted to have to deal with on her day off.

"Sure," Anabel replied, sounding anything but like she believed him. She watched as he pulled something from his pocket and she leaned down, looking at the Apparation lice. Her frown deepened. "So you nicked it from him. Perhaps you're a relation of some sort."

Which in turn made him scrutinize him closely. She only vaguely remembered Nikolai. He could possibly be related to him. She saw what she thought was a few features that resembled the young man from her memories. Very few though.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 07:48 pm UTC (link)
"You're not the boss. Of the park," Niki scoffed. That, of course, made his mind wander to wonderings of whether someone actually had that job or not. Park Boss. But she didn't look like someone who would have that sort of job.

"I wouldn't. I'm only Transfiguring things. Into small animals." He hadn't worked up to anything bigger than turtles and frogs and mice yet. Although being able to Transfigure a lion would be pretty great. Or a giraffe!

"I did not steal it. It's mine. And I am a relation because I'm me. And no one's more related to me. Than me." Niki tucked the rectancle back into his wallet, which disappeared back into his trouser pocket.

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 07:58 pm UTC (link)
Seriously? That was going to be his argument? She was starting to think she was correct in her estimation of his age. He certainly sounded quite young. "It's not a matter of being the boss of the park. It's a matter of using good sense, which you aren't." If he wasn't going to take a subtle hint then she'd go with the hammer routine instead.

"You're only trying to transfigure things into small animals. You could get it wrong. And then you could hurt someone. And when that happens? Then you're in trouble. And your guardian." She still didn't believe he was who he claimed to be. Maybe he'd hit himself with a spell? He was still talking quite oddly.

"Mhmm, yours. Right." She sounded completely skeptical. There really wasn't much of a way he was going to be able to convince her that he was Nikolai. He looked and acted too different. He seemed too young.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 08:02 pm UTC (link)
Well, Niki couldn't really argue that. He had been told often enough that he didn't think things through - or that he thought the wrong things through, and not the right ones. Still, he wasn't going to let some random girl boss him around!

"I'm being careful," he told her, almost primly as he picked up the teacup again. A fingertip traced along the rim, feeling the slight roughness where the chip was. "If I accidently. Made a lion. Or a bear. I'd probably be pretty good," he said.

"Guardian? I don't have a guardian. I'm an adult," he said in his best 'duh' voice. "I only live with my cousin. Because I forgot to pay my rent and got evicted." All said very matter-of-factly, because it was water under the bridge. No sense worrying about it!

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-20 08:09 pm UTC (link)
She really just wanted to snatch him by the ear and tug him away. Why was he being so obstinate? She wasn't going to leave him here to hurt someone. Or Merlin forbid himself! If she could prevent that then she could and she was determined to do just that whether he wanted it or not.

"It wouldn't make you good, it'd make you careless. Those animals can move fast and you might not be able to transfigure them back. Where would you be then?" She scowled at him, her arms crossing again. "You'd be in a heap of trouble when it hurt someone and you and your guardian would be in trouble."

"Mhmm, sure you are." It was certainly time to label him as someone who had an aversion to the truth. A cousin though? That was probably his legal guardian. "And where is this cousin of yours?" Perhaps she could get him to come here and talk some sense into the foolish boy.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-20 08:12 pm UTC (link)
"I'd call. A zoo," Niki said. He was good at coming up with an answer for every question. They might not always have been useful answers, but they were answers!

A scowl darkened his features. "I don't have a guardian!" he exclaimed once again. His fingers tightened around his wand and then he stuffed it back into his pocket as he rose to his feet so he was standing up before her.

"I'm not telling you where he is," he said with a 'humph'. "Besides, he's not the boss of me either." Although Braxton might like to act it, sometimes. In Niki's 'best interest'. "How come. You don't believe me?" He suddenly was hit by a bolt of curiosity.

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-21 03:39 pm UTC (link)
"You'd call a zoo," Anabel deadpanned, staring at Niki in disbelief. "And when they didn't get here quick enough and someone died? What then?" He had absolutely no sense of the danger he was putting others in. Or rather he was proving to have no sense whatsoever.

She snorted, tapping her foot on the ground beneath her as she regarded Niki as he rose. "Perhaps this cousin of yours is your guardian and you simply don't want to admit to it because you don't want to get in trouble." And she certainly felt like he deserved to get in trouble. Transfiguring things in a park, really now!

"Perhaps you don't want to admit to him being the boss of you," Anabel replied, letting her look turn into one of mild reproach instead of the annoyance it had been. "Why would I believe you? You don't speak like Nikolai You don't act like Nikolai did and you certainly don't dress like Nikolai did."

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-21 03:47 pm UTC (link)
Because Niki couldn't come up with an answer to that particular question, he instead looked at Anabel and said, "You're very negative. You know?" And set the tea cup down. On the grass because he hadn't brought the saucer along with.

"I don't need a guardian. I'm twenty-two." He put his hands on his hips and looked at her sternly. Niki had always looked young, and somehow the way that he dressed and the slightly vacant look on his face - and the hair that flopped about and the skinniness - it all added up to make him look younger than he was.

A moment's frown crossed his face then, followed by a defensive expression. "I do too." He was used to hearing that - that he acted different, looked different, spoke differently. "So?"

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-21 06:24 pm UTC (link)
Oh honestly! "I'm not being negative, I'm being practical. I'm a Healer at St. Mungo's and I've seen plenty of people come in due to accidents with Transfiguration or Charms gone awry. I'm certainly not going to stand around and watch you do the same thing." And she meant that. She was all for taking his wand from him if worse came to worse.

"Sure you are," Anabel replied, glancing at him again and giving him a good once over. She'd put his age a lot younger. She certainly didn't believe that he was as old as he was trying to say or believe that he was who he said he was either. Definite habitual liar.

"No, you really don't." And she didn't really feel the need to justify what she said to this... delinquent. "So clearly that means you aren't him."

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-21 06:27 pm UTC (link)
"You're not a healer," Niki informed her. Well! If she could tell him he wasn't him, then he was going to tell her that she wasn't who she said she was either! Two could play at that game! Perhaps not very well, but two could play!

"I am," he said a bit sullenly as he bent down and started putting things back into his bag. He felt all kerfuffled inside and that was hardly condusive to goo Transfiguration. And it was all her fault. Niki packed away books and teacup and clock and things and the new-old music box as well before he righted.

"I am him. I am me. And you. Are not very nice," he said with a little screwed up face. And then he stuck his tongue out at her, which wouldn't win him any 'grown up' points, but felt good.

"I'm going now. So there."

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[info]notyourfriend
2010-09-21 06:52 pm UTC (link)
"Fine, fine. Whatever you say." She rolled her eyes a bit, looking down at her nails in disinterest. She'd certainly argued with this little snot long enough and she didn't need to waste more time on him. Besides she knew she was a Healer and she could certainly prove it if he ever came to St. Mungo's. Though she might just push him off on someone else. Maybe Brunnings.

She stood there and watched as he packed everything away and her eyes rolled for a second time when he told her that she wasn't very nice. The tongue that poked out at her nearly made her do it for a third time. "I don't feel the need to waste being nice on you." Or much of anyone, honestly. His words and actions though put him much younger than where she'd originally figured him in her head.

"Ta then," she said, waiting for him to walk away to make sure he wasn't just going to start up again.

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[info]fwoopersays
2010-09-21 06:54 pm UTC (link)
Niki had a very strong urge to kick her in the shin. He didn't, but he thought about it, quite a bit. It would feel good to kick her. But then she might try and hex him or something else unpleasant. And so he decided not to.

"You should be. Nice to me," he said. Not that he was nice to everyone, but that was different because that was him! He thought everyone should be nice to him.

Niki twisted up his face in another scowl just for her, before he stepped by her and then stalked across the park.

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