Who: Kendra Urquhart, Dante Macmillian, and Phoenix Malfoy
What: Awkwardness, tension and what follows
When: January 13
Where: By the lake
Rating: TBD


Alright, so technically he hadn't said anything to her on her birthday. But she couldn't really be upset about it, right? He hadn't technically known it was her birthday because he really didn't know her all that well. And, okay, yes, she had written about it in her journal, but he probably just hadn't wanted it to seem like he was only saying it because she had brought it up. He was thoughtful like that, right? It wasn't like he'd just... ignored it or anything... right?

After discovering that her usual haven, the greenhouse, was currently occupied, Kendra had gone out to the lake for some alone time. Her peace of mind, however, seemed to be constantly interrupted by thoughts of a certain bleach blonde, ridiculously attractive Slytherin boy. She had worn his headband that day, as it matched conviently with Hogwarts uniforms, and it was still resting daintly in her blonde waves as she walked along the shore.

"This is crazy," she groaned, staring out over the water's surface. "What am I do-" But before she could finish that question, Kendra, in typical graceful Urquhart fashion, had gotten her foot caught on something. With a small squeak of surprise, Kendra's hands shot out in front of her to brace herself for the rocky landing, only to land in a rather awkwardly shaped patch of grass. Blinking, she opened her eyes to realize it was not, in fact, a patch of grass that had saved her from knee scrapings, but one Dante Macmillian, her arms on either side of his chest. Instantly, her cheeks turned a bright shade of crimson as she stared, horrified, at her ex-boyfriend. "I...fell."