Post by cyrus octavian greyback on May 19, 2011 18:43:13 GMT -5
He woke up shivering and startled. His eyes and face felt warm, but his body could not stop shaking. His skin was cold and clammy from droplets of sweat creeping across as silent and cold as a killer. He blinked a few times trying to adjust his eyes to the pitch black darkness. Cyrus Greyback's eyes shifted toward the window. It was dark and foggy, and not much could be made out due to the dew setting upon the sleek glass. But it was visibly raining. Well that might have been an understatement. The edges of the windowsill had begun to freeze due to the constantly dropping temperatures. He could almost feel the cold, night air seeping through the bolted window, and engulfing him in its animosity and malignance.
Luckily, it was not a full moon the night before. Otherwise, he would probably find himself waking up exhaustedly in the middle of a forest with scars, bruises, and what not on his body. Well Cyrus did not need to have it be a full moon to transform into a werewolf. This was a quality that he shared with his dead father. But during a full moon, the Slytherin would forcibly be turned into a werewolf. He had forgotten to take his Wolfsbane Potion for this month. It was the one flaw that he had. Sometimes Cy would not remember to take the potion and would end up running in the forest for his monthly evening rampage. Jack had arranged that for him and made sure no one other than expressed by him knew about his...problem. It was quite awkward getting up this morning for Cyrus Greyback. Most times, he would be hung over from drinking the night away. He would sometimes be found exhaustedly sleeping due to a night out as a werewolf. This early morning was something of a new experience to him.
If you asked anyone in school what Cyrus Octavian Greyback was like and what he was about they would all give similar answers: girls. He loved the company of a beautiful girl and had been around a lot. This isn't to say that he has slept around a lot, but he definitely was a player by all accounts. For every five girls he dated, he probably slept with only one of them. Cyrus is not the most down-to-earth sweetheart you will ever meet. Yes he had his moments, but most often he was cold-hearted, rude and stuck up. Of those "special moments", most were reserved for snatching up a girl that had caught his interest.
If people hadn't noticed by the first time they met him, they definitely got the gist for his personality the second time they met him. Cyrus Greyback was all about business. He was harsh and straight to the point. Beating around the bush and eloquency were not qualities he found pride in or even housed in his arsenal. These self-centered features applied not only to the general public, but also to hooking up with girls and even his play of Quidditch.
Most people never got the opportunity to realize some of the positives about him. Though many girls attempted to notice these positives or throw caution to the wind to date him, they often failed or lost the patience to search for that sensitive side the Cyrus possessed. Among a sea of selfish qualities, the only thing that normal people would pride themselves on is knowledge. This was at least a feature that Cy had that could be considered his most normal. Among Slytherin students, he excelled in the majority of his classes such as Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration and Charms. His father and mother were extremely proud of Cyrus and hope that he will be the heir apparent to the Greyback throne in the Death Eater organization. Of course, yet again, Cy possessed a self-centered pride all about himself even in his education. Yep, Cyrus Octavian Greyback was bad to the bone and didn't care what anyone else thought.
Getting up without making a sound, Cyrus could hear the silence being replaced with the rhythmic, soft breathing of his roommates. One of them across the room even snored causing a couple of them to shift occasionally. He put his silky, but soft Slytherin robe on with pride and strode soundlessly across the floor apart from the rare creak of the wood. Taking one last look behind him, Cy Greyback made his way out to the chilling, but rather comforting silence and felt his way to the couches in the Slytherin common rooms. The touch of the black leather caused his hair to stand on end and goosebumps to make their way to his skin. Before long, Cyrus was accustomed to the leather and trained his eyes high above. The Slytherin boy strained to find the ceiling, but to no avail. His thoughts might have seemed dark to most, but times like these made for extreme measures, cautious moves and a cold demeanor. All his eyes perceived was more and more blackness...until a sudden shift in movement in the corner caught his eye. Flicking up his wand and whispering, "Lumos", Cyrus Greyback pointed it toward the shadows of the Slytherin common room and said, "Who's there?!"
count : 874
tags : Auden
noted : FINISHED!
credited : KBIRD of caution 2.0
