Just Haven't Met You Yet {Closed: Cammie}

[Joshua O'Neill]

Joshua O'Neill

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I'll have you know that
I've become indestructible
Determination that is incorruptable
On the other side a terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable[/center]

In truth, he was lost. For all of his talents, all of the skills he possessed, he had been unable to locate a shop he had heard of. Now he was somewhat confused as to where he was, and although he could simply apparate out there wasn't much fun in that. A part of him felt as if he knew these alleys, and that it was stupid for him to have gotten lost. He felt like he had been down them before, although he was quite certian that he hadn't. He stumbled around for a bit, sighing as the light began to fade. It wasn't like he was afraid of the dark or anything, but his resolve to find his way out without magical assistance was definitely weakening.

He rounded yet another corner and found himself face to face with a dead end. He shook his head, discouraged at his inability to find his way out. He finally gave in, disapparating to somewhere that felt familiar. He appeared suddenly right outside the gates of Galaxia, although he didn't know what had brought him here. He walked absentmindedly toward the castle itself, angling himself toward the gardens without so much as a second thought. He didn't have many memories of this place,only flashes that gave him the feeling that he had been here before. He didn't know what all of that meant, he just knew that something felt right about being here. He walked toward a bench silently, taking a seat and drawing his wand. Without thinking he aimed it toward the entranceway to the gardens, and without a word a silvery wisp flowed from the tip of his wand. It came together to form a wolf, which then trotted off somewhere with a purpose.

He honestly didn't even know what he was doing, it was like his mind was working on its own without his knowledge. He sighed, still confused about the flashes that he had been dealing with lately. He didn't know what had caused them, or where all of his friends had gone. He had sent more than a few owls to Gillian already, with no reply. Where was everyone, and why weren't they talking too him anymore?

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[Cammie Wagner]

Cammie Wagner was not a woman that wore sweat pants. Ever. She didn't like to even step foot into public without looking her very best, and yet here she was. She couldn't step foot on Galaxia grounds without a good reason. Getting a Patronus in the middle of her living room that didn't speak a word, well, that was a fairly good reason. Despite the fact that she hadn't even spoken to Joshua in, years and years she knew that he wouldn't dare contact her without a good reason. At least he better have something life altering or she was going to kick his teeth in. Of course her sweats didn't exactly allow her to blend in very well either. She didn't have anything of the plain grey and drab variety. The closest that she had was a zip up hooded pink sweatshirt from Victoria's Secret, and dark green pants with writing all the way down on leg. They were the type to bunch at her knee and leave her calves alone. She knew that the coloring made her look slightly like a strawberry kiwi something or another but she was desperate. She had pulled the hood up and over her blond curls. Paired with her best running trainers and she had set off for Somerset. The school had all of those crazy rules about who was allowed on the grounds, and she didn't want to risk putting her face out and about in public too often. In her experience, there wasn't such a thing as too cautious. Of course, her perspective might be a little skewed since she was the girl who had spent three years hiding in basements and abandoned buildings. Of course, it had worked very well. She had manged to fall totally off of the radar, everybody had just assumed that she had died. After the bank well, she had gone underground again. This time she had hiding in the safety of her own bed. That had been all well and good for a little while, but then she had had enough. With some coercion from her brother, assuring her that he would make sure that she would be safe at all times no matter who found out about her that she took with a gain of salt. As horrible as it would sound to one of her only friends left, she had to hope that Darren had enough on his plate worrying about Kaydence and where she had been to not even bother with Cammie any time soon.

Of course, the had really glamorized her role in his life over and over again. She liked to pretend that she was important to him, that she actually meant something but in reality she was certain that she was no more than a bug under his shoes. In her heart of hearts, she had always wanted to be something to him, something powerful to be respected even just a little bit, but he had never seen her as anything other than an object that he could use to pass time time, to keep his bed warm at night. Whenever he had looked at her at the bank, there had been so many emotions going through her head all at once. Of course he was still the handsome, formidable man that he had always been. Her whole body had been petrified in fear it had been the the most miserable thing in the world, to go right back to the place that she had been in all those years ago before he had sent her to her death. He had cast her away in that final act, before the fire and no doubt he had expected her to be gone. Cammie could only hope that seeing her with his sister had been enough to cast her away from Darren's mind for a very long time. No doubt his own sister betrayal would have been more shocking than the fact that Cammie was alive and well. For a girl who usually got whatever she wanted, her luck had really turned for the worst and everything seemed to be happening at once. Of course, meeting with all of the other reformed Death Eaters over the past few months with Kaydence at her side had been taxing enough, and of course this meeting with just a figure from her past shouldn't be a big deal at all.

Arriving at Somerset, she had hit the ground running, well jogging at a brisk pace anyway. She had secured her hood around her hair once more and taken off. Hopefully, with her small stature and the fact that her face was obscured from anybody who was just passing by would make her look like a student. She had kept in good shape so she didn't think that her body would give away her age. She was certainly still very young, but she wasn't a sixteen year old any longer. She veered in the direction of the grounds, ready to spout off her best school girl voice in a split second. Wishing very much that she had something to listen to and keep her mind on the task at hand. She was supposed to be thinking on the reasons that Joshua could possible have for summoning her, and she knew that he needed to feel more than special that she was even showing up whenever she had literally no reason to be coming to see him ever. The last time that she had seen him, had been at the Ball. The start of everything that had ended her life as she had known it. That night had been spent avoiding him. She couldn't recall having brought a date but she did remember that Josh had brought Gillian, and spent all night staring at Cammie and her wonderful dress attempting to make her jealous. He should have known that Cammie wasn't the jealous type. If they had run into each other after that, she couldn't remember it so it wouldn't have been anything of consequence as far as she was concerned. Cammie jogged past the two Aurors that were guarding the entrance to the school, her heart rate elevating as she did. Since the bank, dozens of people had seen both her mark out in the open as well as her exposed face. Marlon said that nothing had really been happening but there were things that he didn't know about. He didn't work down on that floor after all and while he was extremely well connected, they wouldn't tell him everything, it just wasn't possible to cover everything. She jogged across the grounds, whenever she had been a student here she used to circle the entire castle at least twice a day just to get her blood pumping, of course the scenery was always changing so that was nice as well. Something to look at so that her mind didn't wander. It didn't even take her half of the grounds before she spotted a single figure out and about on a day like this.

Of course he would be the only one sitting outside on a day like this. Which was a mixed blessing. Currently, she was keeping warm by keeping her body active and moving at a constant pace, to talk to him she was going to have to stop moving long enough to have a conversation. There were a few ways that could turn out. It was good that he was sitting outside only for the fact that they would be alone and thus ot would be so much less likely that somebody would recognize her, or overhear whatever it was that he wanted to talk about. She knew that he didn't like to associate himself with the Death Eaters, even if he had been friendly with most of them back then, who knew what he was been spending his years doing? It didn't look like time had been too kind to him, he was so pale and his eyes seemed tired. He seemed lost or confused, which she felt was very strange given that he was the one who had called her here in the first place. Taking a very deep breath she jogged over to the bench that he was sitting on and circled it a few times to slow her pace and calm down before taking a soft seat next to Joshua, not bothering to look at his face. She instead stared straight out ahead of her to the tree line in the distance. The soft breeze would have been ruffling her hair had her hood not have been up. She wished that she had a bottle of water right about now, or maybe even a flask of something a little bit stronger. She had a feeling that if he was still the same man that she had known all of those years ago something stronger was going to be just what the healer ordered. “So tell me” She started, making sure that her tone conveyed that she meant business and didn't have time for anything else “Why am I here O'Neill?”

[Joshua O'Neill]

Joshua O'Neill

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I'll have you know that
I've become indestructible
Determination that is incorruptable
On the other side a terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable[/center]

He heard the sound of footsteps long before anyone joined him. He glanced around cautiously, somewhat on edge as to who could be joining him. He sighed slowly, hearing the footsteps draw closer, knowing it would be only seconds until he was no longer alone. He heard the voice call out to him, and although she didn't seem pleased to be there, he found something comforting in her voice. A voice, which he could not place. He turned cautiously, intrigued by the fact that he had apparently summoned her here. She was stunning, even if her choice of attire was a little less than flattering. He felt like he knew her, as she obviously knew him, but for some reason he couldn't remember her. He tried to look her up and down without giving off the wrong impression, but he felt as if she would see his confusion no matter how much he tried to disguise it. Something about her eyes seemed familiar, but he couldn't even seem to recall her name. He tried to speak and found that he had no idea what to say, or where to even begin.

“Well..If I knew who you were, I might have an answer for you. You obviously know me though....curious.” He hoped not to come off as rude, but this entire event was quite strange for him. He has summoned her via a patronus that he hadn't intentionally cast, and he knew nothing about her. The girl before him was stunning, so much so that he couldn't take his eyes off of her. He rose quickly, pacing back and forth. He wished that he had some idea of what to say to her, some way of figuring out what it was about her that intrigued him so. “I'm sorry... I guess I should know why I asked you here. I did it absentmindedly, and haven't the foggiest idea why. Things have been quite...fuzzy lately.”

He tried to think of possible solutions, reasons that he could have to call such a beautiful girl out here at such an hour. It seemed like somewhat of a stretch for her to come out here unless she knew him rather well, but he could never recall seeing her before. She was dressed down quite a bit, which told him either she felt comfortable around him, or she didn't care what what he thought of her. It seemed like every inch he gained on the truth saw two more questions added, none of which he possessed the answers too.

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[Cammie Wagner]

Cammie's hand fluttered to her wrist, her index and middle finger pushed against the vein there to monitor her pulse rate for just a few moments. She closed her mouth tightly and focused on breathing in and out through her nose. She should be back to a normal heart rate in just a minute, but she was regretting the small droplets of sweat that were forming along the back of her neck and forehead. She moved her hand to the back of her jacket and begun fanning the cold, bitter air down the back of her jacket and tank top. It felt wonderful after she had just been moving about. Of course, the quicker that her body calmed itself, the more quickly she was going to start to feel cold, then again that was what the sweat pants were for. Her head inclined toward Joshua, waiting for him to answer her question. He was taking to long, she didn't appreciate being summoned here and then looked at like she was stupid for bothering to show up. If this was one of his little pranks then she was going to gut him and not think twice about it. After a few moments of tense silence, she was sure that her face reflected astonishment at the nerve that he had for wasting her time. Sure, she had been trying to turn over a new leaf before the battle had happened, but in his case, she was willing to make an exception since things had ended on rather bitter terms. “Well..If I knew who you were, I might have an answer for you. You obviously know me though....curious.” She felt her lips part and her jaw lowered a fraction of an inch. How dare he play games with her. If this was some sort of stupid O'Neill ego trip where he was attempting to make her look a fool she didn't have time for this. She had risked a lot even bothering to come here at all, not to mention putting herself out there at the risk of all of the Auror's standing watch over every sodding inch of this damn place. Yet, somehow he still seemed confused. Her hands threw themselves into the air in frustration “You have got to be kidding me” she muttered softly

He rose to his feet quickly, before she had a chance to get up and storm off herself, she should just leave him here. That would show him how little he meant to her. He was pacing back and forth rapidly, and she couldn't help but watch him. His eyes kept darting back to her face, like he was attempting to figure out what to say, or like he was nervous. All things that she couldn't understand. It was his fault that she no longer spoke to him, his fault that she had banned him from her establishment and her life from her existence. She had no patience for games of little boys. Whenever he had chosen Gilly all of those years ago, he had made things personal. Cammie was not some little play thing that he could attempt to make jealous, he didn't mean that much, nor ever would mean that much to her. “I'm sorry... I guess I should know why I asked you here. I did it absentmindedly, and haven't the foggiest idea why. Things have been quite...fuzzy lately.” The lies just kept pouring out of his mouth. He was obviously attempting to waste her time. “First, you shouldn't be thinking about me at all O'Neill.” She said, rising to her feet herself and folding her arms across her chest to keep warm as well as look dramatic. “Second, you know better than to be wasting my time in lieu if recent events” Her eyebrows rose as she said the last word, obviously referencing the battle and her part in it. “You know how dangerous this is for me. And you have the audacity to call me here...for Nothing” She hissed, lowering her tone so that only he could hear it. Not that there was anybody else around them in the gardens. Glancing over her shoulder cautiously, she pulled the pink hood of her sweatshirt up and over her ponytail and took a step closer to him, arms refolded. “You burned this bridge O'Neill” her words like venom, her eyes glaring daggers “SO you damn well better tell me the real reason I'm here. Now” He seemed to different, distant. His skin was far more pale than the last time that she had seen him, his eyes looked more hollow but she couldn't bog herself down in the aspects of what he had been doing for the last three years. She had her own business to attend to.

[Joshua O'Neill]

Joshua O'Neill

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I'll have you know that
I've become indestructible
Determination that is incorruptible
On the other side a terror to behold
Annihilation will be unavoidable[/center]

It was strange, but the more she berated him the more attractive she looked. He hadn't been lying when he said he wasn't sure why he had asked her here, although it didn't seem as if she was going to believe him any time soon. He knew she was angry, but he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Everything about her screamed that they had a past, that there had been something there at one point, even if there was obviously nothing now. The way she eyed him when she spoke revealed more than anger, almost what appeared to be disappointment. Had he done something to let her down? Images of Gillian flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel as if she had something to do with all of this. If only he had been able to reach her, maybe she could have explained what was going on. He remembered little more than this girl's name, although he knew that at some point she had meant a great deal to him. She spoke of recent events, and he couldn't help but wonder what she was going on about. She had placed an emphasis on it, as if it were something he should already know. She was certainly going to be in for a surprise in that regard, because once again he had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. "You know... it's funny. You seem extremely angry with me, and I'm not lying when I say I have no idea why. The only thing I seem able to remember about you is your name. I've lost most of my memory, how much of it I can't quite be certain, but I feel like you're someone that I knew rather well, someone I trusted enough to get in touch with."

He wasn't planning on telling her the full truth, the bit about how he knew why his memory was so foggy. There had been a note when he had awoke, written in his own hand. It hadn't been a long note, but it had given him certain names, names of people he was supposed to trust. For some reason or another, the name Cammie had been at the top of the list. That wasn't something he was too keen on telling her, as there had been other names on the list whom he had yet to reach out too. The world seemed to be a dangerous place, and it was like he was finding it all out over again, mostly the hard way. He looked around the garden, amazed by the natural beauty and trying to calm himself down. This girl was, thus far, insufferable, and he had no idea why he had thought this would be a good idea. There was something about her though when he looked at her that made him want to know more. He was curious as to what had unfolded between them, and where they presently stood. Her words may have been cruel, but she obviously cared for him at least a little if she had ventured out to meet him, especially if things were as bad as she claimed. What was there that he wasn't seeing? And why had he conjured a patronus to call her here? He knew that he was supposed to trust her, but he hadn't even realized what he was doing when he had summoned her. Her name had only just now connected to the beautiful girl that was standing before him, so what had his motives been?

He let loose a loud sigh, shaking his head as if trying to clear it. "I can't help but feel as if you hate me, and although I can't remember anything that's happened between us, I do want to apologize for the things I've obviously done wrong. I guess I'm sorry for calling you out here as well, without a purpose and all. You see, I don't remember anything of the last few years... it's all a blur and try as I might I can't seem to remember anything."

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[Cammie Wagner]

Somehow, the Joshua from her memory was...more. She could have sworn that she remembered somebody taller, bigger. Somebody with more life force to him. This man, this...boy in front of her was not even a shadow of the man that she had once spent her time with. It was like after school, he had really just let himself go. “You know... it's funny. You seem extremely angry with me, and I'm not lying when I say I have no idea why.” Her jaw lowered a fraction of an inch and her legs crossed and recrossed themselves from her seat on the bench. Funny? He wanted to talk about funny? It was funny that he would contact her again now, whenever he knew better than to even think about her. Ever. It was funny that she was being dragged here, to the school, after all of these years instead of somewhere neutral, safe. She had been a fool to come here, it was an unnecessary risk on her well being and life. He didn't even think that she deserved the courtesy of a neutral location. “The only thing I seem able to remember about you is your name.” She held up a finger to stop him right there. The only thing that he remembered about her was her name? How was that even possible. Even on her worst day she was still better than most, what did he mean that he didn't know anything about her but her name. That was absolutely absurd, he kept right on talking despite her obvious not wanting to know more ”I've lost most of my memory, how much of it I can't quite be certain, but I feel like you're someone that I knew rather well, someone I trusted enough to get in touch with.” Lost his memory? The laugh was not suppressible. She couldn't keep the smile from going all the way across her face, nor the laughter that bubbled out of her mouth and forced her to double over. Lost his memory? This had to be one of his little pranks to make him seem endearing to her whenever he should have known better, she was never going to see him in that light again.

Whenever she got a handle on herself again she left her hand on her now sore ribs, the other covering the lower half of her face “Come on” there was no way that this had any ounce of truth, she might have been laughing, but she was beyond insulted. People didn't just forget her. “Seriously?” his expression hadn't changed. Did he really think that he was going to be able to pull one over on her like this? How stupid did he think that she was? Her hands moved to her hips and she looked around them, the setting that they were in. There didn't seem to be any students around them, in fact the only other people that she could see around them at all was the two Aurors by the castle doors about a klick away from where they were standing. It had only been about four and a half, maybe five years now since she used to run laps around this castle every single day. She had had such great plans for herself, her social climbing ways. And yet, none of them had happened for her, the Dark Lord himself had dejected her, thrown her away like she was a day old newspaper. Where was she supposed to go from there? She was ruined. Even now, another boy from her past, from her years at this very school who had spun his uses in her book, had dragged her back to this place. If he was trying for a trip down memory lane he was in for a very rude awakening. She had no intentions of opening up that book again, their chapter was long, long past. Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth she rose from the bench, starting to walk down the familiar path toward the forest. This had been a favorite choice of hers whenever she had been younger for all of its dips and the uneven terrain that always kept her body guessing. Now, the constantly changing path was going to keep her mind busy so that she didn't have to focus on this boy in front of her.

”I can't help but feel as if you hate me,” “Hate you? HATE you?” another dark chuckle left her lips. “my dear Joshua, that would imply that I still gave a damn” Turning in place to look back at his pacing frame she shook her head. She did still care, but it was more in the way that somebody cared about a thorn in their shoe. ”and although I can't remember anything that's happened between us, I do want to apologize for the things I've obviously done wrong. I guess I'm sorry for calling you out here as well, without a purpose and all. You see, I don't remember anything of the last few years... it's all a blur and try as I might I can't seem to remember anything.” Well it was an elaborate lie, she had to give him that, but it still wasn't enough for her to pity him since that was so obviously his goal. Each word that he said was digging his hole a little deeper, and deeper. “You should be sorry” it was the first apology that she had even gotten on the matter. Back then he had been too busy attempting to make her jealous, or to win her favor to both apologize for his transgressions. If he really didn't remember the last few years he would have still remembered her, they had known each other since first year after all. Even if they hadn't been in the same house she had known of him by reputation just like he knew of her. She didn't even think that if a person had been obliterated they would be able to forget her. It just didn't seem possible to her. “I don't believe you” her words could be used on many different levels. She didn't believe that he was sorry, she didn't believe that he had actually brought her here for no reason, she didn't believe that he couldn't remember her and she didn't believe this person that he was trying to pass off as himself.