[b][color=silver][h3]Jaden[/h3][/color][/b]

[color=silver][indent]Jaden was silent as he stood positioned inside the Ravenclaw Common room, Jaden's eye's shifted slowly back and forth between reading the black worn journal he held in his hand, and watching the groggy Ravenclaws wake up and start for the main hall for breakfast. Jaden commonly stood waiting in that exact same spot morning after morning, being a school prefect he naturally got up earlier then the others, and made sure the morning went smoothly. As much as he loved his fellow Ravenclaws they could be a particularly rowdy bunch in the morning, especially the new years, while most settled in by this time, some were still just a bit anxious. That could definitely be said for the muggleborns, or the ones who were completely new to the magic world they found themselves in. They were always getting into some kind of hi jinx somehow someway, most of them who somehow found themselves with gags from the joke shop in Hogsmeade. Jaden had been trying to discover the culprit who kept supplying them seeming new years did not find themselves commonly in Hogsmeade. Unfortunately he could not observe every single Ravenclaw every single second of the day, but he had his suspicions. He was not going to relive the incident from his fifth year of school, his first year as prefect, when the new years were being supplied with decoy detonators. Every morning practically the new years were setting them off, which turned out to be a deliberate act to drive Jaden crazy in his new position, the one who planned it he never found out.

Jaden looked up as Madison a 6th year came down from the girls dorm, he nodded at her with a small smile as she left to go to breakfast. Jaden trained his eye's back on his black journal as he looked at several spell incantations he was working on, very potent defensive spells once he worked out the kinks in them. The problem with any invented spell was that creating the necessary wand movement was very complicated. Creating spells was both a dangerous and a very long complicated process, however in the end it appealed to his long nights when he was unable to sleep. He spent a lot of his time when he was not roaming the halls for curfew breakers in the library, some people would say he was never without his black journal, and some of the muggleborns would say it was his little black book whatever that meant. Jaden was broken from thought when he heard a steady clicking on the floor, the sound was all too familiar to him. Jaden quickly brought his book down as he took his wand from his robe and pointed at the ground.

[i]~Evanesco~[/i]

The word flash through his mind as he waved his wand simultaneously, the decoy detonator on the ground seconds from erupting vanished into nothing as Jaden moved his eye's up seeing a couple students on the stairs. Closing his black book he slid it into one of the large pockets in his robes as the two students quickly scuffled back upstairs to avoid the lecture he was going to give them. Jaden shook his head as he smiled to himself, truth be known he didn't mind the small pranks, what was the point in being good twenty-four seven all the time, life would get increasingly boring for him. However he was a school prefect so he had to at least glare at them and make sure they thought he was going to do something. As the Ravenclaw tower steadily emptied, it became quiet, walking over to one of the several couches Jaden took a seat, he had not seen Mary yet, probably still sleeping. He usually liked to walk to breakfast with her if he could, when he was not chasing down pranksters. 

In all honesty Mary was one of his real if only friends at Hogwarts, Jaden knew others of course, but his rather distant and constantly changing personality made him rather lonely in most cases. He didn't mind it though really, since he was a young man he had favored being alone. He used to always stay in his room, or go somewhere outside of his small village, a lake, an open meadow, just a place he could be alone and think. Truth be told he was alone more because he chose to be, it was just easier for him that way, the less anyone knew about him the better. He was pretty sure there had to be others who dark past's like his, he did not pretend he was the only one, in fact Mary his friend had one, she never spoke of it but he knew that look in her eye. He did not know about it really, he knew it was about her mother, but specifically what it entailed he did not know. He never pressed and she never pressed him about his, their friendship was built on mutual respect for each other and that was enough for him. 

It did not mean that he was not curious of her past, but from his own he was not going to just ask, if someone did the same to him he wouldn't even care to tell them anything. Jaden moved his hand up to his neck as he rubbed the spot where the scar was, even though it was hidden by magic he could feel the different texture of the skin. It dang near went from side to side, Jaden quickly lowered his hand and perished the thought. It was far too early to start reliving nightmares, and he had a full day ahead of him with his classes, patrolling, Quidditch practice, he needed a clear mind. Removing his black journal from his inner pocket he opened it with one hand and began to read again waiting for Mary to arrive.[/indent][/color]