[b]"He is what you would call a miniature Basilisk, a long time ago even before Lord Voldemort Basilisks were thought of as creatures of power and they became symbols for the pure blood families. Mostly because snakes were the one animal in the world that could never be breeded with any other animal or in other words its blood could never be tainted. The Basilisk in particular is a snake as you may know grows to great sizes and in the world of Wizards is an incredibly deadly animal. A man whom no one really knew his name, created a miniature version of the Basilisk for pure blooded wizards who wished to carry their symbol of power to show their authority over those whom they deemed unfit to be wizards or witches or half bloods to put it lightly. This animal is actually not as much an animal as what in a civilized world would call a familiar, they do not require being fed nor do they ever die, they are very much immortal to time. That is why you will never see them very often, they are often passed from pure blood family to pure blood family and they are treasured as heirlooms so they are fiercely protected. This one in particular belonged to a Dark wizard whom lost their life when they chose death over capture, I adopted this little guy otherwise he would have been destroyed for if they do not possess an owner they can become quite violent, for reasons I am unsure of they do not like being alone. Basil is quite nice and he does not bite so don't be afraid of him, he has been my companion for three years now."[/b]

Crixus softly stroked the head of the serpent as Minthe suddenly posed a question that turned Ceres beat red, Crixus nearly became red himself as he slowly pulled the hoody over his face to hide any possible blushing. Crixus put his head down silently as he felt a burning in his cheeks. Crixus smiled to himself when Ceres stuttered as she spoke to her sister about him just being a friend, he didn't know why but it was quite cute. Crixus kept his head down as Ceres sent her younger sister out to buy something off the trolley, when he did look up she was hiding behind her long brown hair. He slowly pulled back the hood feeling the heat go down from his face, Ceres slowly emerged her face from her hair and laughed at the awkward situation. Crixus let out a small laugh of his own to try and draw the awkwardness away.

[b]"Don't worry it happens, children can be quite brutally honest sometimes... all the time... everytime."[/b]

Crixus kept changing the word as Ceres looked out the window for awhile, Crixus kept an eye on the door, he didn't know why but he had a twisting feeling in his stomach. Maybe it was the fact that he had just blushed, he smiled again seeing Ceres blush made him want to smile, it was quite funny to see too. He looked back up silently while Ceres offered that they use each others first names from now on.

[b]"Sure, it would probably be better from this point on too. No one is suppose to know I am.. well you know. An Mr. Crix would sound a bit too official."[/b]

Crixus became silent quickly as the lights on the train flickered and then shut off the train coming to a complete halt at the same time. Minthe came running back in as the temperature dipped rapidly, Crixus became suddenly tense as he looked at Ceres who mirrored his thoughts, but why? Crixus pulled his wand but was suddenly hit with a massive pain in his head, he dropped his wand out of his hand as the pain intensified, he opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out. All of a sudden he heard a very loud screaming rip into his ears as Basil hissed loudly against his neck. He covered face with his hands and squeezed his head as his vision blurred and he saw the cloaked figure of Dementors, almost immediately he felt something sucking the life away from him within seconds. The pain suddenly ended however in a flash of light as Ceres cast the Patronum charm driving the vile creatures away. Just like that the creatures were gone as if some bad dream and the lights flickered back on and the train came to life once again.

Ceres quickly asked around the car if everyone was all right, he barely heard her when she mentioned that this was merely a warning Crixus said nothing as he got up and stumbled forward and hit his hands and knee's clutching at his head, Basil slowly slithered off his shoulders and onto the floor as the pain in Crixus's head finally subsided fully. His eye sight fully returning Crixus saw his wand in front of him, grasping it between his fingers he stood back up to his feet as he realized he had just collapsed in front of Ceres and Minthe. He felt bloody embarrassed as he slowly bent down and allowed Basil to climb back onto his arm, looking at Ceres and Minthe he spoke:

[b]
"I will be back in a moment, I.. just need some air."[/b]

Crixus quickly walked into the hallway closing the door, crossing it he walked into the wall as he removed the sunglasses and wiped away the tears in his eye's concealing himself from possible onlookers with his hoody. For the briefest of moments he saw a face before his eye's, the eye's were cold and lifeless, gentle blue glazed over staring back at him accusingly. Those dementors.. were the nastiest dementors he had ever in his life encountered. Their attack was so quick and precise it was almost as if they had come directly at him from the moment they entered the train. What lasted only mere seconds was enough time for them to invade his mind and bring his worst memory out like venom from a wound. Crixus let himself breath slowly as he looked up, the hallway was fairly empty aside from the few stragglers who were probably not even aware of what just happened. The hallway was cloaked in nothing but gray, there was no color as he concentrated his eye's, the students in the hallways shimmered before him, tiny particles of light made up their beings instead of flesh and clothing their outline shaped by white light, replacing the sunglasses on his face they gleamed as the hallway of the train returned with all its colors, the students were now normal again. Leaning off the wall he breathed slowly again, leaning against the wall next to the compartment where Ceres and Minthe were he slowly let him recompose as Basil flicked his tongue against his cheek feeling his anguish. Crixus petted the snake gently on its scaled head letting the memory fade back into the darker recesses of his mind.