Aurore Delacour was a rude girl who prided herself on her own beauty. Others would never tell her that she was beautiful despite the fact that they most likely thought it, for they didn't feel as if she needed her ego boosted - but Aurore didn't need to be told. She knew of her beauty, and she flaunted it at every opportunity. Now, with her hair done up in an elegant twist, her school skirt as short as possible and her school shirt sizes too small - making it incredibly tight - she pulled on her tights, slipped on her shoes and wrapped her coat around her shoulders. With a light layer of mascara applied, a touch of lip gloss and her lips lined with eye liner, Aurore Delacour deemed herself desirable. Despite her young age, she acted as if she were 15 and certainly looked it at time - thank Merlin for her slightly-taller-than average height.

Aurore walked swiftly through the castle walls and smirked as she received wolf whistles from boys in their fourth year, some even in their fifth. She felt empowered, strong, confident, and sexy. She sashayed her hips slightly for the entertainment of her male audience and winked at one who waved back with a giddy smile on his face. If only her mother knew how mature she was acting now, then she wouldn't constantly chide her on being a child. Aurore stepped out into the cool air and made a beeline for the lake with its iridescent, blue glow. Once there, she stood by its surface and watched her reflection in the water, posing for her own entertainment.

Danielle was standing in the Eponette dormitory, her roomy gone somewhere else. She was alone in front of the mirror. What she saw, wasn't something that pleased her. And what she saw, wasn't her own reflection. She'd learned to realize that by the fact that her hair wasn't dark brown, but blonde. Her skin wasn't black, but very white. And people always told her she had blue eyes, not scary and completely white eyes. Her reflection had always been this horrible and corrupt ghost from hell that seemed to take a liking in following her everywhere, never letting her see anyone but that woman in her reflection. Except for people seeing her and telling her how she looked, then she had no idea of what she looked like. She had never seen her own face.

She sighed. She needed to get out. She needed to go to a soothing place, and the lake was definitely the right place to go. She took on her uniform that was really comfortable, and walked downstairs. She walked past many people from all kinds of grades, and kind of just wanted to disappear. It was weird. She always felt pretty confident in herself, but something was pulling her back now. Probably another ghost giving her hell. She wanted to groan, but kept it back. She was pretty relieved when she saw the lake and walked over to it.

She looked into the surface and saw the same ghost as usual. More like Zombie. She narrowed her eyes and threw a stone into her reflection, making it waver. She sighed and sat down, feeling pretty miserable.