Not Even Time Can Change Me (Cas)

[Parris Helena Pond]

Perrie was walking to the entrance hall looking for anything to do. So many people in one place, it was so hard to avoid some of them. She appologized for each time she ran into someone and each time she stepped on someone's toes. She finally got through the group and someone made her drop her books. She smacked her sides and knelt down to get her books. Why her? Why were people so mean? She honestly couldn't aprehend them, if she did it would harm her reputation.

She looked around, a few people were laughing at the fact that she had to pick up her parchment. After biting her lips trying to hold back yelling, she calmed herself down. These people were older than her by several years, she couldn't do anything. Not with out them asking several questions about her. She'd already been through that.

[Castiel Lysandr Flavian]

Cas was looking for Julie, who was, in turn, avoiding poor Henry. This made her very hard to find and annoyed him intensely. Why on Earth his sister couldn't be happy to have so devoted a fianceé as Henry Julian was beyond him. Julie was an infuriating and confounding person, he decided, and he wouldn't think about it anymore. Maybe she was in the Great Hall; he'd seen Perrie, her best friend, headed that way not long before.

Forcing the stupid smile that thinking about Perrie put on his face away, he decided to search for his sister there.

"Excuse me," he said softly. "Pardon. Scusi."

He found Perrie picking up her things; the group that had been watching scattered when he showed up. Lot of jerks, really. He didn't like people like that.

"Hello, Perrie!" he greeted her cheerfully with a smile and kneeled to help her pick up her scattered books and papers.

[Parris Helena Pond]

Perrie hadn't noticed the crowd dispurse till she saw extra hands helping her pick up her stuff. Then a voice that was like song to her ears. Cas. She gasped silently and acccepted the books he'd picked up for her. She pushed some of her hair back behind her ear and looked at the ground holding her books in one arm.

"H-hi Cas. Where's Julie? I thought she was with you?" she asked looking over his shoulder, just in case she was hiding in the small group of people. She didn't want to deal with emotions. She was kind of freaking out on the whole liking her best friends older brother front. Quite terrifying.

[Castiel Lysandr Flavian]

He rubbed the back of his head and followed her eyes, wondering if maybe Julie had shown up. No? Maybe she was doing homework? That seemed very...Julie-ish. He wasn't even sure how she managed to get in all of the classes that she took. If nothing else, his sister was an avid learner. As a joke, he sometimes teased that she'd been mis-Sorted.

"She was, until she caught sight of poor Henry. I think that she's slipped back to her dorm to do homework," he added thoughtfully. "Do you need help carrying your books? They look sort of heavy..."

[Parris Helena Pond]

"I was actually going to ask her to help me with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Smith may not assign much but I'm still confused. You know I went to school with him my first year. He was my best friend then. Then I came here." Perrie said thoughtfully. "No, no need. I think I can handle it. Just can't hold them when people run into me. But if you would like to help, you can carry my books and I'll carry the make up bag." she chuckled.

Where could Julie actually be? Maybe she was in the library, she was usually there when she was avoiding that poor boy she was supposed to marry. Sometimes you couldn't help but feel bad for him. Julie just couldn't see what a great guy he was. Sometimes she wasn't sure if Cas saw the things in her that Henry saw in Julie. It would be nice if he saw something like that in her. She might acutally understand why she hadn't found a way back yet.

[Castiel Lysandr Flavian]

"Alright, I'll carry the books. Just don't drop the make-up bag," he laughed. "Wouldn't want assorted eyeliners to trip people!"

He honestly didn't have a real opinion on Professor Smith. The guy was sort of...weird. It was odd for Cas to think of anyone as odd, since he was a fairly strange person himself, but Smith was strange. Cas preferred to leave people that he thought were odd to themselves; some of them had proven dangerous.

Like his father before them, Cas and Julie had spent much of their lives living in a monastery under the tutelage of the monks while their parents were busy with keeping the Julians safe. Henry had grown up in a monastery, as well, just elsewhere. Having been raised more or less by monks, Cas and Julie were much more religious than most of their classmates. His religious sensibilities were frequently offended by his classmates and teachers, especially the Marauders, but his sister was friends with Stacy, who was dating Sirius. He kept that to himself.

He sometimes wondered if Perrie saw him in the light that he saw her and Henry saw Julie. He was a sensible man, though, and didn't often allow himself to indulge such thoughts. Clearly his sister's best friend in the entire world wouldn't feel that way for him. He could hope, though, and he did.

[Parris Helena Pond]

"Eyeliners, mascara, lipstick, lip gloss, anything applicable to the face." Perrie chuckled. He was adorable when he laughed. I wonder if... No I laugh like a horse, he wouldn't like my laugh. she told herself and looked at the ground. Even though she was almost as tall as him, and when we say that we mean the top of her head was at about the height of his ear.

She was blabbering. Again. Why did she have to a nervous talker? If she weren't she could talk to Cas no problem, but she hadn't exactly told Julie she had a crush on her brother. It was weird... Right? They knew her secret, she'd said it during one of the times she got nervous. She was just glad Stacy hadn't been around. Otherwise everyone would know. So of course there were things that her, Cas, and Julie shared that no one told Stacy. They even kept the secret of who she was dating. Then again, Julie figured it out right away.

Someone was running through the hall and crashed into her purposefully by the feel of it. She dropped her make up bag, all her products went flying. She stood up and yelled with such fury, you wouldn't think it'd been her. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!? YOU STUPID GIT!!" She grabbed a thing of almost empty nail polis and chucked it with as much power as she could. No one knocked her down when they had no right to. "I-I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me." She apologised to Cas.