Run Away Like It Was Yesterday (Livia)

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

Guy snuck down to the dungeons late at night, as agreed, to meet up with his sister. For some reason, they were confined to the castle, even before Voldemort came to power. Neither had ever been to Hogsmede, so they were going to sneak out to see what the village was like.

He hid around the corner and loosed one long, clear, shrill whistle to let her know that he'd arrived. He then hid under his hood and shrunk back into the shadows, waiting for her to reply. They had developed this system when they lived in the monastery and had to sneak out from under the noses of the monks, who had watched them like hawks.

[Livia Irene Julian]

Livia was waiting in the shadows. If she didn't, she would never get out of this horrid castle. She wanted to go outside. See what it was like, experience everything life had to offer! But she couldn't. No one really knew who she was, she didn't even know who she was. She looked around in the dark. Not a good idea, she couldn't see a thing. She heard a long shrill whistle and at first slunk further into the shadows. Then she whistled back. She stepped into the light, with her face still hidden.

She was . . . rather short. She was on the line edge of the shadow. Her face was still hidden under the hood of her jacket and she had a bag on her back. She fixed her jeans, and crossed her arms.

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

"Liv!" Guy hissed, waving to show her where he was standing.

They were closer than most siblings, especially considering the age gap. They were the only children in the monastery, and therefore didn't have any friends until they entered Hogwarts. Neither was quite sure why they'd been raised by monks, except that their mother had died on the steps while trying to get them to safety. In the infant Livia's blankets had been enclosed a letter that the monks had burned, regarding the identities of the children and how they were to be raised.

[Livia Irene Julian]

Livia ran toward her brother and threw an extra pack at him. And moved her hair from her hood, it was bugging her neck. She muttered the father, son, and Holy Spirit in prayer. She wanted to make sure they didn't get caught. If anyone would help them ad understand any of the outside it was God. He would always be there for them.

"Are you ready for this Guy? We're going to do this. We're finally going I see what it's like out there." She said excitedly, "Come on!! Lets go already!!" She was like panicking.

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

Guy caught the pack thrown to him by his sister and slung it over his shoulder. He murmured a quick Hail, Mary to himself. God willing, they wouldn't be caught, and, if they were, they would escape unharmed.

"I've been ready for ages. Hurry!" he urged her in a whisper.

He guided her through the maze of hallways he'd taken to the dungeons. Guy's vision was incredibly sharp, even in the dark. They had come to rely on his keenness of sight over the years.

[Livia Irene Julian]

"I hear someone coming. Hide!" Livia said pushing him to the side. She flattened herself against the wall. She had to think small. Think invisible. It's worked before. She heard footsteps pass her and was shrinking down. Don't get caught, don't get caught. Was all she could think.

Through several times of sneaking around and praying and everything else, she'd gotten a much better sense of hearing in the dark. One sense gone in the dark, hearing got better. She just had to be quiet.

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

Guy flattened himself against the wall, cursing his height. Whereas Livia was short, Guy was rather tall, having only recently grown into his awkward, lanky childhood frame. It was difficult to miss him in a crowd.

Luckily, whoever the teacher was passed their hiding place without noticing a thing. Guy counted to three hundred before slinking out of his spot. He, once again, guided Livia along as they moved stealthily throughout the castle.

"This is sort of exciting," he noted with a short, muffled laugh. "Like old times."

[Livia Irene Julian]

"I pray God guides us. If he doesn't, we will be in serious trouble! I don't like being in trouble. And God forbid anything happen to us." Livia said when she peeled herself off the wall. She let her brother lead her. They hadn't done this for a long time. "I will need to go to confession after this. Do they have a church in this school? I'm not confessing to Professor Snape. Or the Carrow's. They all scare me."

They turned a corner and started towards the main door. "Students coming, either Hufflepuff or Slytherin. Either way, we might get caught. Why are we not having any luck?" She tilted her head to the side.

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

"If we sneak out again for confession, does it defeat the purpose...?" he wondered out loud.

He swore softly when he heard approaching footsteps. Surely not the same person from before...? Were they being followed?

He fingered his wand, strapped to the inside of his wrist under his robes. If he just stunned their pursuer, would God forgive him...?

"Hide behind me," he hissed as he stopped to turn and face their pursuer.

[Livia Irene Julian]

"I'm pretty sure it does." Livia nodded. She looked at him worried, they were going to be caught. And God would never forgive her, and she'd end up in hell, and oh the consequences.

"Watch. Your. Mouth." she smacked his arm, "God does not like it when you say things like that."

"Yes sir." she nodded and hid behind her brother.

[Gaius "Guy" Pietro Julian]

"God loves us," he declared. "He'll understand."

He was fairly sure that they wouldn't go to Hell for sneaking out. It wasn't such a horrible sin, really...at least, he hoped that it wasn't.

"Sorry, Liv," he apologized half-heartedly. Though extremely religious by normal standards, Guy was far less religious than his younger sister.

He made sure to not immediately draw his wand, putting himself between whoever appeared and Livia. They were in for a nasty surprise, if they were an enemy.

[Livia Irene Julian]

Livia nodded but she still started to say Our Father. She could hardly sneak out when they were with the monks. "I'm going to mass twice for this. I am a good girl. I am God's daughter. I am not with the Devil. I am having second thoughts about this."

"You shouldn't be saying sorry to me. You should appologizing to the lord our father." She raised her eyebrows. Being religious was important to her, she had been raised to know and love God. If need be, she would be a nun, married to God.

She was peaking out from behind her brother, she was having a hard time finding her wand. Where did it go?