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Cam grinned wryly. She changed the subject rather quickly, but he understood why: no one wanted to discuss the Dark Mark, ever, especially when it was, at least he presumed, forcibly placed on your arm.
"Not really." he answered when she asked if he was hungry. "I usually eat before sneaking out." he added with a quiet chuckle, pushing his glasses up his nose.
She had the right idea though: they should get moving. Standing in the hallways at night was a bad idea.

"Just promise me one thing Cam?" Cherry said. "Don't tell anyone. You know about who I am or about the Dark Mark. Kay? I don't want all this crazy attention or anything." she said, her eyes pleading at his behind his glasses.

[Whoops, missed your post xP]
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Cam nodded, smiling sincerely. "Don't worry." he said quietly. "Like I said, I won't tell anyone, or freak out. I haven't freaked out, so that just leaves the not telling part. I'm not going to betray you like that: I tell the students, and you'll get alienated. I tell the teachers, you'll get forced into service to the Death Eaters, neither of which I want for anyone." he said sincerely.

Cam nodded, looking around. He'd known it was late, he was just a little nervous about standing still this whole time. They'd gotten lucky.
"Yeah." he said, still looking. They needed a place to go. "Merde..." he swore in French, his native tongue, looking back at her.
"You mentioned a meeting between others...like us. Think they'd let a Ravenclaw in?" he asked.

"Cool." Cam said, a little impressed. Few here could even understand the language, let alone speak it. Before he could ask if she did or not, she was leading him down the halls, to the dungeons.
The whole time, he kept a grip on her hand until they slipped inside. When they did, he stood off to the side, watching as she lit the fire.
"No idea." he said, sitting across from her in a single chair.

[AHA! Knew I was missing one. Computer got royally butt-f---ed, had to go back to an old backup of my PC. Lost all my RPs D:]
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Cam watched her for a moment. The way she acted was much too innocent to be a Death Eater. That brand on her arm was put on by force, he decided once and for all.
"Well...it's a very boring, average story...what do you want to know?" he asked, not really wanting to tell her his whole life...seeing as it was, truly, average and boring.

[No worries. It had been on a downhill, slippery slope for a long time. This was a much needed reconstruction. I just need to get my files back.]
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Cam nodded, sitting sideways in the chair, leaning on one arm and draping a leg over the other. Why not get comfortable? This may take a while.
"I was born, originally, in Paris, France. Both my parents were magic...making me pure blood. But don't get me wrong: I hate all this pure-blood, half-blood bullshit...pardon my Spanish." he said with a grin. He said that instead of the usual French, do to his habit of swearing in THAT language.
"I think that if you can cast a spell, you should be accepted into the wizarding world...anyways. I moved to London when I was about six years old. My parents own a small magical..gadget store, I guess. Anything you could ever need that's not a spell, you can find there. Like this." he said, reaching into his robes and pulling out, from an interior pocket, a thick glass vial, seemingly empty. He clenched his hand around it for a moment, then when it took it away, a soft blue flame was flickering inside.