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Sylar Snow Indie Harry Potter rp Read Rules and About

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Jane sighed in relief as they ran away. She could hear the slurs made at her expense under their breath, but if this guy truly terrified them then she should be able to rest easily.

Sylar… That name sounded familiar to the young student. She’d heard the name in her common room, usually with a tinge of wary feelings. She hadn’t paid much attention though, gossip never appealed to her. Plus, he just saved her. How bad could he be?

“I would love nothing more than to be in bed, believe me. What time is it anyhow?” She scanned the walls for a grandfather clock. They trapped her an hour or so before dinner began so she was not sure how far into the night they were.

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"Late," he replies simply keeping his eyes locked ahead of him as he walks further down the dimly torch lit hallway. “Do I need to walk you to your dorm or are you capable of staying out of people’s way?” His last remark was a tad bit harsh and he knew it but, he really didn’t care. This girl would probably only use him anyhow.

Sylar wasn’t exactly the friend type, not by choice of course, the others hadn’t bothered to actually speak with him or even try to get to know the boy. Sylar was quiet, reserved, and gave off the impression that he was a hard ass who had no feelings.

“Why were they even picking on you anyways? Did you do something to piss them off?” Sylar questions looking at her from over his shoulder. “Oh and don’t go thinking I actually like you. Just because I told them to leave you be does not make us friends, understood?” Sylar always kept his wall up, it wasn’t like he had any other choice any how. 

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Sylar gave a gentle hum followed by a tisk at her remark, “now, now. You know that I always do enjoy our conversations. But, you seem very excited to see me, then again you’re the only one who’s ever excited for that.” He chuckles looking down at her gently. The tough guy act may have worked on everyone else but Magdalena was different. She seemed to genuinely enjoy having him around, others hated him because of his family background.

“I’m always delighted to see you. Who wouldn’t be?” Magdalena giggled playfully, interlocking her arm around his. The girl let her head fall onto Sylar’s shoulder. It seemed to fit almost flawlessly there like she was a missing piece to a puzzle, he didn’t know he had. “Yet you never come to see me, Sylar. I thought for a moment you forgotten about me.” She gazed up at him with doe-like eyes. 

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He enjoyed when she locked their arms together, how her head rested ever so perfectly on his shoulder. They were meant to be side it seemed and he was certainly glad she was around to take a liking to him. “I haven’t forgotten about you, how could I? Being a prefect and dark arts classes are really getting to prove tedious. I’ve been busy with school really but, alas I have made time for you.”

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He could hear an extra set of footsteps coming closer and closer. Stopping in his tracks he feels the hand against his shoulder, looking down at the small blonde girl before him. “You want to walk with me?” Sylar raises a brow toward her. Laughter rings through the hall as the Gryffindor boys come into view. Their eyes set on Sylar and immediately they stop in their tracks.

He had quite the reputation here, Sylar wasn’t exactly the most liked in Hogwarts and majority of the kids were terrified of the Slytherin Prefect. Having family who were sent to Azkaban for being supporters of Voldemort meant Sylar automatically being grouped with his family. “Were these boys bothering you?” 

She felt herself tense as they neared, praying she wouldn’t be dragged back into the restroom to be abused. Jane was surprised that they stopped so suddenly. She could see them shake where they stood, it was almost as if they had shrunk right before her very eyes. Why were they so afraid of this man?

The girl nodded in confirmation, a quiet “Yes” left her lips. She hated that she would probably be mocked mercilessly for telling someone, but these boys knew no boundaries. Jane didn’t want to find out where they would stop.

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Sylar watched the Gryffindor boys through narrowed slits, glaring them down until they were nothing more than sniveling idiots. "S-Sylar" one of the boys spoke out, he was a complete stammering mess in the face of Sylar. “We didn’t know she was your friend... we were just... you know having a little fun!” the other boy chimed in.

Sylar looked to the Hufflepuff girl, examining her carefully before turning back to look at the group of boys that had been tormenting her. “Yes, well I shall spare you just this once if you promise to leave her be. I don’t want to see any of your faces again is that understood?” He spits still glaring at them. They all nod making their escape and Sylar turns to carry on with his night. “You should be in bed, girl.”

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Pale blue eyes watch the beautiful flowing dress Magdelena wore drifts with her movements as she dances around him. He melts slightly at her touch to his shoulder, sighing softly. “Miss you? I suppose you could say that.” He shrugs raising a brow toward the girl. “I think you’ve missed me more than I’ve missed you with how you’re acting.”

Her soft lips curled into her famous smirk. “I think you might be a lair, Sylar Snow. You wouldn’t lie to me; would you?” The gorgeous girl questioned, her eyes darting up at his. “I thought we were friends?” Magdalena asked in a sweet naive voice. Slytherin boys always acted so tough but, she could see right through them.

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Sylar gave a gentle hum followed by a tisk at her remark, "now, now. You know that I always do enjoy our conversations. But, you seem very excited to see me, then again you’re the only one who’s ever excited for that.” He chuckles looking down at her gently. The tough guy act may have worked on everyone else but Magdalena was different. She seemed to genuinely enjoy having him around, others hated him because of his family background.

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“I spy with my little eye.” Magdelena skipped down the Hogwart’s hallway toward the Slytherin boy, her long pale dress flowing behind her. “A little Slytherin boy.” She continued, poking his shoulder, dancing around Sylar. “Miss me?” Magdelena winked. It wasn’t out of character for her be so playful with the students. She tried to lure people in. It was fun for her.

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Pale blue eyes watch the beautiful flowing dress Magdelena wore drifts with her movements as she dances around him. He melts slightly at her touch to his shoulder, sighing softly. “Miss you? I suppose you could say that.” He shrugs raising a brow toward the girl. “I think you’ve missed me more than I’ve missed you with how you’re acting.”

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Booted feet click against the cobble stone floors of Hogwarts, after hours meant each student should be tucked away safely in their dorms. Sylar, however, couldn’t be bothered with obeying rules that he found ridiculous. Pale blue eyes watch ahead as his face shows little to know expression. 

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Jane’s robes flapped behind her as a flash of yellow and black as she ran down the corridor. A few of the Gryffindor boys thought it would be funny to lock her in the dungeon restrooms and torment her late into the night. Thankfully, she was able to get away, but now the boys chased after her, wanting to play with her more.

As she ran, the girl saw another person in the halls. She approached him, looking over her shoulder to make sure the bullies weren’t near. She tapped his arm gently, yet urgently, “Can I walk with you? I don’t mean to bother but I’m being followed and I’m afraid of what will happen if I’m alone when they catch up.”

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He could hear an extra set of footsteps coming closer and closer. Stopping in his tracks he feels the hand against his shoulder, looking down at the small blonde girl before him. “You want to walk with me?” Sylar raises a brow toward her. Laughter rings through the hall as the Gryffindor boys come into view. Their eyes set on Sylar and immediately they stop in their tracks.

He had quite the reputation here, Sylar wasn’t exactly the most liked in Hogwarts and majority of the kids were terrified of the Slytherin Prefect. Having family who were sent to Azkaban for being supporters of Voldemort meant Sylar automatically being grouped with his family. “Were these boys bothering you?” 

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"I couldn't quite be bothered with potions really, I mean yeah I’m good at it. But, charms and the dark arts? That’s more of my forte.” 

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Booted feet click against the cobble stone floors of Hogwarts, after hours meant each student should be tucked away safely in their dorms. Sylar, however, couldn’t be bothered with obeying rules that he found ridiculous. Pale blue eyes watch ahead as his face shows little to know expression. 

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"S-stop right there,” Sylar stammers over his words, hand stretched shakily outward. He tries his very best to be intimidating though he’s not doing such a great job at it. “I’m sorry Hermione... but... but I have to do this.” Sylar's voice cracks heavily as he gazes at the other.

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