Restless Wonder(open)

[Samantha Montgomery]

"Actually." she said copying his tone for only a brief moment before her eyes lowered ,"I think it's kind of sad." she took a long breathy sigh," And I can agree to disagree." She couldn't convince him to her side of thinking, it wasn't possible unless you lived the nightmare.

People were sheep, they did what was often expected, and she didn't expect or need Rabastan to like her, but at least he wasn't part of the herd. She could already tell that there were a few people here who didn't like her prim and proper ways. But they didn't matter. Rabastan didn't matter. The Marquise did.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"What, exactly, is sad?" he asked, curious and wanting to draw it out of her. "That we have the same reputation, or that you pretend, or that I don't?"

[Samantha Montgomery]

"All of it I think. It's sad that we're viewed the way we are, it's sad that I have to pretend, it's sad that you are content to live with what other people think of you and do nothing to change it." She wrinkled her nose frowning, this was unpleasant she sounded as if she were moping or depressed, but she wasn't, she smiled, " I think our neutral ground is doing whatever it is we feel we have to do, or what makes us happy. Are you happy?"

She wasn't exactly happy, but she was doing what she had to do.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"I am happy, actually," he said to her, honestly. "And you can't be. Whatever it is you think you have to do that you're doing, it is not making you happy."

[Samantha Montgomery]

"But it's what I have to do." she answered levelly before becoming uncomfortable. It was a combination of nerves and lack of sleep that drove her to this semi-philosophical conversation as to what made her, or anyone for that matter, happy.

And in the end she intended to be happy, she wanted to be very happy, but you didn't win people over by showing your true colors. Sometimes you did, when your colors were pretty. When the person was Rabastan. She knew it wasn't only him. She knew that Rystain probably, Lyra as well wanted more from her and as much as she liked the duo she didn't trust them, she didn't trust anyone and that was her cross to bear.

"I wish I knew it better myself, whether or not it's revenge that drives me, some relentless dream, but I'll never be satisfied unless I-" she broke off realizing that she really was going too far.

What had started as a small inward look quickly turned to a baring of the soul and she was certainly uncomfortable with that. She blamed him.

"You have an ease about you...did you know that?" she asked though her brow furrowed at him as if she were annoyed.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"Yes,' he replied calmly. "I know. I know who I am, I know my traits, and I'm comfortable with them."

Maybe her stiff, stick up the arse attitude was because she wasn't comfortable with herself. Maybe she was still in that stage where she was discovering who she was, and compensating for it.

"And that ease of mine bothers you."

[Samantha Montgomery]

He was partially right, she didn't know who she was, who she was allowed to be, how much she could get away with. Coming to this school had really thrown her for a loop and it turned out to be for nothing. Rafe had followed her. At least at home she knew the rules, here...everything was strange, new, a little bit overwhelming.

"No." she said shaking her head, " Not...all what you said, when I said ease I meant...you're annoyingly easy to talk to." there was a word for it, and he had it. He was seductive with every word he spoke he could get the world from a person. She shook her head lowering her eyes, "I didn't mean to ramble so much is all."

[Rabastan Lestrange]

Rabastan laughed at this answer, and it was probably the most at ease he had ever been around her.

"Annoyingly easy to talk to... I don't think I've ever heard that one before," he said, settling into his seat a bit more. "I don't mind you rambling, actually."

[Samantha Montgomery]

She smiled at his laugh, a true and honest smile, he had a good natural laugh and it did make you want to smile. Damn him. She rolled her eyes then, "Well I could die tomorrow so I suppose it's alright for one person to know all my secrets..." she frowned her brow furrowing, "Wait...I don't like that so much...if I'm going out I want everybody to love me." she said looking quite sincere but it was an obvious mockery of the dimwitted airhead he thought her to be previously or possibly still thought her as.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

He didn't think of her as an airhead, which was why her robotic answers irritated the hell out of him. From someone like Leilani, he would expect it. Lani was the type to parrot back the diplomatic answers. Not Sam.

"You won't die. It's not half as dangerous as the warn you. Dumbledore wouldn't do that to his students."

[Samantha Montgomery]

She shrugged, she wondered if he would have any real control over it when it came right down to it, if any of them would be able to stop an unplanned attack or not. Or even if the challenges overcame us. It was possible to die in the challenges, but she smiled, "It's not my first choice obviously." she nodded, it was her second however.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"Obviously," he repeated. "Your first choice is winning, right?" he asked, eyebrows raised. She wasn;t easy to ready by any standard, but sometimes it was obvious.

[Samantha Montgomery]

She shook her head no slowly with her lips curling in a soft yet somewhat devious smile, " To annihilate." she said perfectly serious she kept the expression for all of five seconds before she relaxed with a small chuckle and shrugged. There was truth in her statement she did mean to annihilate to win, but in good measure.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

He chuckled with her. "Well well... whatever it takes, I suppose. You should get some sleep if you plan for such annihiliation."

[Samantha Montgomery]

If only she could sleep, she thought but she was weary things had been going very fast for her in the past few weeks. "Hmm...you wouldn't be telling me what to do would you Rabastan?" she teased but shook her head, " Yes...you'd be quite right though...I'll head up in a little while." she lied.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"In a little while," he repeated, but shrugged.

"No, who am I to point out that you'll be exhausted and at a sever disadvantage tomorrow? I have something that would help you if you're just too anxious to sleep," he offered.

[Samantha Montgomery]

She smiled at him and shook her head, he was right, she would be at a disadvantage, she sighed, "Alright Mr. Lestrange what is this miracle cure?"she purred, the perhaps suggestive offer on his end went over her head or she chose to ignore it completely and pretend he was offering something innocent.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

(It was not suggestive! Lol)


Rabastan shrugged. "It's a potion. I don't know how you feel about that sort of thing, but it's safe. It just puts you to sleep right away, and you'll wake up well rested." Most Slytherins were fine with that and things much stronger, but he wasn't sure about her.

[Samantha Montgomery]

"Will I oversleep?" and is it stronger than what I've got upstairs? She wondered the latter silently, but her eyes were offering something else, something tentative something precious, a small offer of a truce, a trust however small that it was, that he wouldn't poison her. Small yes for normal people, but not quite for Samantha who had choked on one or two potions in her lifetime.

[Rabastan Lestrange]

"No. It wakes you up when you're supposed to get up," he replied. He was mildly surprised that she was even considering it, but said nothing along these lines.