Disclaimer: I know I never do these. Decided to start though, mainly I think its to remind myself to get a job. So maybe one day I can own something. Currently I'm helping little Shiva and Shadow on a few stories. It's oddly enough giving me inspiration.

Pairings: None! At least none yet. Hmmm... I might make a poll or something for it. I'm currently a huge Break and Gilbert fan. Break more so, something I like about that candy obsessed 'clown'.

Music: Mixture of Her Name is Alice by Shinedown and If I Die Young by The Band Perry or whatever.


Edmond finished braiding his hair without paying it much attention. He was rather fond of the style and Jack had taken to copying him. Sebastian, their elder brother, merely snorted finding it ridiculous to have such long hair. Then again he found most things ridiculous. Being the Heir to a third-rate nobility had caused their brother to carve a higher standing and power. Meanwhile Edmond and Jack were just happy as they were. Even if Edmond had responsibilities and expectations and couldn't enjoy himself as Jack could. Seeing his younger brother happy made it all worth while.

Today was the celebration of his 21 birthday. While nothing extremely special, people also took note of it, as it was the age of no longer needing education or a tutor. A few allies and friends of the family would be arriving, but it wouldn't be anything too grand. Although the Baskerville Nobility would be arriving…no one else too important would be there.

Edmond sighed shoving his braid behind his shoulder. It had been over 2 years since he arrived here to take Edmond's place. Over two years since Edmond made a miraculous recovery from the death that had been assured.

After seeing the suffering Jack went through, Edmond made sure to spend more time with him then ever. He had to admit, Jack was his favorite person so far. But then again wasn't ones little brother supposed to be? He was also amused that Jack was a self proclaimed music box maker. However, he had seen some of the ones he had put together and been impressed. He was proud that his brother was so good at something he enjoyed so much.

There was only a 4 year difference between them. Jack had just celebrated his coming of age, when Edmond had become ill. Jack had feared he was somehow at fault for his brothers suffering. Edmond had swiftly erased such fears from his brother mind, horrified he would think so. Jack was too much of a kind person. He feared his brother's heart would be broken by cruelty one day. It wasn't that Jack didn't know that darkness and despair existed. It was just that his brother was made up of such calm light; he feared the dark would break him.

Sighing, he moved grabbing the crimson coat he was well known for wearing. His clothing was usually made up of crimson, gold, silver, and black. Although in tribute to her, he always made sure he had something white or light blue with him. He had even talked the gardeners into planting a rose bush of silver roses. If it wasn't for Alyss, he wouldn't be here. The broach he wore was always silver with a light blue almost silver stone.

His trousers were black, and the coverings to his knee length boots were crimson instead of the normal white. His vest was gold with silver buttons. His ruffled shirt was black the ruffles silver, and he always forwent a tie or anything except the broach at his throat. His gloves were crimson with the single silver ring and odd black stone.

His long ankle length cloak was crimson with gold cuffs. The under side was black, and the coats lining was silver. He wore a pair of metal silver earrings in the shape of feather, two per ear. However, there were strips of emerald the crossed over the feathers, giving them an almost 'bound' appearance.

Edmond didn't care much about his looks, not to the level of most nobles at least. However, he did have a sense of style. Edmond did miss the clothes from being Harry though. It was all much simpler and comfortable. Although he was used to this era's clothing from living in the Wizarding World, or at least close enough. Sometimes he questioned if this time was merely the past of Harry's time, or if this was a different 'world' all together.

He wondered if the Wizarding World existed here or if all the magic of…well magic had become absorbed and consumed by the Abyss.

Hmm…

"Onii-San!"

Blinking Edmond turned to watch the door almost bang into the wall as his younger brother ran into the room. It was something that happened daily. However, the two boys following him were new. Edmond paused for a moment staring at the two and tilting his head. That was stopped however when his brother glomped onto him with a happy laugh. Edmond's face split with a wide grin as he wrapped his arms around the boy and spun a few times.

Once everything was settled he set his brother down and ruffled his hair. "So, what happened to cause this visit?" He questioned as he finished slinging his cloak on.

Jack grinned up at him before pulling the two boys up. "These are the new servants I found! This one is Gilbert and that ones Vincent!" He said happily, with a hand on each ones head.

Edmund blinked looking at the two thoughtfully. He took in their appearance. One with black hair almost as messy as his own and gold eyes. The other had golden hair more an amber color then his brother's. He also had one gold eye and red eye. Edmond grinned down at them. "Nice to meet you. I expect you two to keep my little one out of trouble alright?" he asked bending over with his hands on his hips.

Gilbert nodded swiftly, while Vincent seemed to try and hide behind him in uncertainty.

Edmond tilted his head and his grin widened as he jerked his hands on each of their heads, ruffling their hair. "Alright then, but if I hear he's causing any problems… Then I'm sure it will still be his fault."

"Onii-San." Jack whined with an almost pout.

Edmond laughed slightly moving away from the group. He was concerned at the stunned almost shocked appearance the boys had. But seeing Vincent's eyes… Edmond shook his head waving toward the group. "The party will be starting soon, I expect you to be out of your day wear and into something formal. You two as well, but I'll leave that up to Jack." He said moving to leave the room.

Leaving the door open he walked through the halls of the manner. It was a nice manner, extremely so for a middle class family. Edmond could spot a few guests here and there. He was surprised to see a man with the Baskerville crest. Edmund made sure to turn the corner. He really didn't want to make any acquaintanceships until the actual party. He would rather see the gardens. Mainly his rose bushes. He had a feeling that Alyss could see him there.

Walking into the garden he was surprised to see someone already there. A woman around his age perhaps younger and more towards his brother's, was standing there. Her gloved hand was reaching out and hovered above one of the roses, as if she wasn't sure if she should touch it or not. She was dressed all in white with a few purple tones. She had long black hair and pale skin, as if she wasn't allowed out that often. Since she was turned away form him he couldn't tell her eye color.

"You know you can touch them. I won't mind." He said thoughtfully. "And I'm quite sure they don't bite."

"They won't bite…what an odd thing to say…" The voice muttered rather tonelessly.

Edmund shrugged. "Mhmmm, perhaps. Then again, I find the rather odd things more interesting. Like trying to think of six impossible or improbable things before breakfast. And then think of actually doing them throughout the day."

The gloved hand vanished toward her face. "It does sound strange, but interesting more so…" She muttered. Her head tilting thoughtfully. "And who would think of such odd things?" She wondered.

"I'll tell you my name if I'm given yours. Usually a lady is presented before a gentleman." Edmund said with an amused grin.

"That is common in society… I go by Alex." She said. A moment later her face turned toward Edmund revealing red eyes.

Edmund merely grinned giving a flourish of a bow. "Well then it's a pleasure Alex. My name is Edmund Vessalius." He said locking eyes with the girl.

The girl looking back remained blank, however a few moments later and a smile started to pull at her lips.