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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 7, 2018 3:50:23 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] “Well – you’ve got a point there. Maybe one day I could procure everything for the wolfsbane. You know, for discovery of these types of things.” He gave her a quick wink again. He, himself, was not against discussing bodily functions, but it was still a bit odd. He just knew it was odd to discuss with people these types of things. They tended to find it weird or disgusting. He was more of a scientist type and so it didn’t bother him, even if the social norms had been engrained in his mind.
“Well, you know, I’ve done a tiny bit of studying of the muggle science known as chemistry, its very similar to potions. The may be full of idiots, but there is some merit in some of their ideas. Just barely. Depression is… well, chemicals in the brain don’t work right. I don’t know all the details, but apparently certain activities are supposed to help make the depression not as bad. Eating right, exercise, sex, chocolate. Might be why you always seemed to go right for the chocolate during meals. Bananas also help. Great source of potassium as well I hear.”
He shrugged and let out a deep sigh. “I can’t imagine feeling even more depressed than I already do. No wonder your brother never intervened even when he wanted to – too depressed and tired.” He chuckled and shook his head. “I suppose it makes sense why Greyback always is so angry all the time.” He shivered. “No excuse for his actions, but still.”
Snorting, Sev shook his head placing a hand on her cheek with a small smile. “That’s not idealism. Idealism would be expecting him to change. Thinking that doing anything would change how he treated you. Idealism is expecting Dumbledore or the Ministry to fix things instead of upholding the status quo. You aren’t an idealist. You’re much more of a realist. In my opinion.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 7, 2018 4:27:30 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Was she honestly considering offering herself up as pretty much a guinea pig for his research?
...yes. Yes, she was. If she looked farther into it, she would blame it on the fact he was paying attention to her. No one ever really did that. Even if it was just for him to learn more about her condition and he didn't give two shits about her... she would probably keep doing it.
Her walls had already been broken this far, perhaps she was weaker than she thought. Or maybe she was just so starved for companionship... and she wasn't getting any sort of red flags from him that she should turn tail and run anyway.
Honestly, it could probably be worse.
She rose a brow at him. "Well, if you ever did... I'll be the first to sign up for whatever needs you'd have of me."
She smirked. "Well. Eating well is not a commodity I can afford usually. I have to pick up odd jobs. Save up. You just happened to catch me on my monthly feast day."
She laughed softly, her nose wrinkling. Ever since she turned, her craving for chocolate had turned insanely unhealthy and fruit was rather unappetizing, but when had been the last time she had an actual banana? What about a strawberry? Hell. Her meal sat on the table behind her and she was suddenly craving more than just what Rosemerta has prepared for her. Yikes.
"Being on the run I think I get my exercise in, so I'm crossing that off the list as something that helps. I suppose if I had the ability to feast as I'd like, be lazy, and have someone to share such an activity as sex... I'd probably be a happier pup."
Her eyes seem to glaze over at the thought and after a moment, she caught herself and blushed. "Oh... I suppose that's... well it's really still not a good excuse for him. Especially when he was a prefect. It..." she shook her head. "Greyback is angry because he wants to be angry."
His hand was warm on her cheek and she couldn't stop her eyes from fluttering closed at the touch, leaning into it. Ah, yep, there was the craving again. It had been so long, her heart clenched at the feeling of affection even for a moment. Her hand came up to rest against his, and she dared not to think more of these interactions.
"I suppose that's a true assessment of that."
She shifted slightly. She felt very sleepy, her eyes heavy as her head rested against his shoulder. When had she last felt this sleepy? This safe? It was hard trying to remember. Her eyes closed and she was still.
But... no. She wouldn't impose on him.
"I'm sorry. I've kept you too long. You... probably need to go. You're busy, what with earning your stripes."
However, she doesn't bring herself to move, not yet. "I... do hope that you feel a little bit better, though. I know the world sucks right now. But if you ever need an escape, feel free to find me."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 7, 2018 5:02:24 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He licked his lips as she offered herself to him as a test subject. Such a pretty girl offering herself up to him on a silver platter. Sure, she was a dark creature, but that made him just more attracted to her – not on a romantic level, but on a curious, wanting to learn level. “I’ll keep you in mind then. I’m sure I can figure out a way to make both our lives interesting.”
Understanding that given her condition it was hard for her to hold a job, he gave her a small supportive smile. Lucius would never help fund her – even if he asked him… especially if he asked him. The man was a good person, but he doubted he would ever help a werewolf, even if she was a fellow Slytherin. Then again, the older male didn’t really get to know her. Even still, he was worried he’d be like the others in the group and well, it wasn’t that big of a deal, because they were fellow soldiers. They didn’t have to agree on everything. Lucius got onto him for his affection for a muggleborn, and him getting angry at Lucius for calling Lily a mudblood.
“Unfortunately I do have to watch my finances or I would offer to help. I’m sure if you helped the Dark Lord he would reward you for your services,” He gave her a small smile, his thumb gently stroking along her cheek. Why did it feel so warm? So nice to just have actual contact with someone? Was he really that touch starved? Of course, he also noticed her blush after she mentioned that little bit about intimate relations. “You know, sex doesn’t have to be romantic. It’s really just a natural part of life, biological functions. I mean, I know I said I couldn’t do anything with you – but if we’re both under the understanding that… well, no feelings would be involved…”
“I can stay longer, I’ve completed my mission – so good you didn’t even notice,” He chuckled, a hand tangling itself up in her hair. “Probably better that I stay here for a bit while they investigate down below.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 7, 2018 5:20:06 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She smiled softly at him.
"I could use interesting," she said with a nod. "Certainly a difference of my usual day to day."
She giggled slightly. "I'm all right, really. I've saved up quite a bit. I do have other friends that I crash with when things get too tight. But sometimes I just like the independence of the Three Broomsticks. I've come to an agreement with Rosemerta. She can't do it all the time, but, I've sort of earned my keep here. If only for a day or two out of a month."
She considered it, "what sort of services, do you think?"
She was about to ask more, but her mind derailed at the feeling of his thumb on her cheek. Fuck she was in deep on this. She could attempt to rebuild her walls, but she found really no need to do so, not around him.
"Friends with benefits? No strings attached?"
She considered this, licking her lips, gazing at him.
"That is agreeable. I suppose I must impart one rule."
And it'll help me keep my sanity. Even now she was having a hard time keeping herself from looking at them.
"No kissing on the lips."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 7, 2018 5:59:27 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He scratched the side of his head, removing his hand from her cheek, deciding that he had held it there for much too long. She probably would think that he was crazy or something, other than her obvious reaction being positive. Ah, he couldn’t get his hopes up – he couldn’t ever love her after all. He could only find comfort with her. “Well that’s very kind of her. There’s not many who would… allow you to stay here knowing what you are. I’d offer my place, but there may be… unsavory figures staying there from time to time. If you can deal with that, well, then you’re welcome to come by anytime.”
He pursed his lips and placed his hand on his chin. “Well, first, Greyback has no say with those who don’t follow him, you might be able to convince others. He might ask you to at least talk to them. Otherwise, I guess, information gathering, things like that. I doubt he’d ask you to do things Greyback is already happy enough to do. You’d be better for the more subtle services I think.” He smiled running a hand down his left arm for a moment, a far off look on his face.
When she agreed, he was incredibly taken aback. He blinked for a few moments after she gave her rule and he tilted his head. Did she really just – what? Swallowing thickly he nodded finally. “That’s not a bad rule. After all, no feelings, right? Kissing on the lips is… far more ‘romantic’.” He chuckled weakly and then looked down towards his lap, twiddling his thumbs. “I always thought my first kiss like that would be with Lily anyways. It would be odd I think kissing someone who wasn’t her.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 7, 2018 6:14:59 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
When he removed his hand, she mourned the loss of touch and warmth.
"As I said, it's only a day or two out of the month. Perhaps it's out of pity. But I can't deny a warm bed. Though I will admit those days I pretty much sleep the entire time I'm here."
She chuckled a brow raising. "Unsavory characters? Hm. I could deal. I'll keep it in mind. Thank you. Like I said... it's hard for me to deny a warm bed."
She blinked, mulling over that idea. "Well once again, it would be worth the try."
She nodded. "Exactly my thought. I wouldn't want to take that from you." She couldn't help to think he looked... perhaps a bit disappointed.
"Save the snogging. Everything else is free game. I mean... comfort isn't necessarily always sexual in nature either. A shoulder to lean or cry on, a hug... I'm willing for any of it."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 7, 2018 6:37:26 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He could understand her feeling – back when he was still under the thumb of his father. He occasionally would even sleep outside, and sometimes he would be allowed to sleep at the Evans. Not often, but he still did a couple times. He just wanted a place that he felt welcomed. A place his father wouldn’t wake him up from in order to hit him because he got drunk that night or something.
He placed another kiss to the back of her hand taking it in his. He, then, placed an arm around her shoulders and held her close. “It’s good to know that… even in these times, I can, at least, trust someone with me. I can’t… I can’t trust Lily with me. I just hurt her every time I open my mouth. She said I’m welcome with her any time… but… I don’t think so. I think her ideal of me is what’s welcomed. I don’t think she understands what I am.” He shook his head, his thumb moving against her shoulder. He had a sad look on his face, one of despair, of hurt, of worry. “I think I’m turning into my father.”
He cleared his throat quickly and his free hand scratched his ear. “Yeah of course, that’s what friends are for right? Being there for each other. And we’re just adding whatever it means to feel safe and comforted, right? Yeah.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 7, 2018 7:00:38 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She drew her nose across his cheek in a sign of comfort.
"You can trust me," she vowed softly, pressing a kiss softly against his jaw. "If I had a place to invite you, my door would always be open to you. Even if we were angry at each other."
She didn't know what his father did to him. But she knew what her father did to her. She pulled away to look him in the eyes, "I don't think you are." She bit her lip. "But I'll help you, if you'll let me, to stop you from doing that. I'll let you know if you do anything."
She nodded, "being there for each other. Right."
He really did almost sound disappointed. "I mean," gosh she was backpedalling, but she felt like giving him some sort of choice. It wasn't that she was unopen to it... "Let's put it this way. If you change your mind, you... just let me know. I... didn't mean to sound uninterested, or unwanting of it. I just thought... well, you love Lily; so I didn't want to make you feel pressured to think I would expect that, that's all. So, it's your choice."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 15, 2018 4:39:22 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He almost looked sad, the physical affection sending sparks down his spine, but also at the same time he felt almost guilty for some reason. Staring at the nearby wall, his fingers twiddled with each other. “I appreciate that.” His voice quivered as he said this – it meant more to him than she could ever imagine, even if she had no place to invite him to, or a way to prove it. She was a Slytherin. He felt he could trust her.
“I’m in love with Lily Evans, Rose,” He looked at her equally in the eyes, giving her an even look, “Yet even though I feel these feelings towards her, I hurt her at every turn. Everything I do pains her. My father – as you probably can guess – was not a nice man. He – well, he hurt my mum at every turn as well. I don’t know what to do. She’s on the other side of this war. I might have to fight her at some point. Kill those who she loves.”
He quickly stood up and covered his face when she… gave him that choice. “Gods, oh gods… okay, first of all, no. It’s okay. You don’t – I – don’t give me that choice. It’ll make me feel guilty and feel like I’m dragging you along. If we’re doing this, we have to be very clear that it won’t – won’t turn into that.” Even if he wants to get over Lily, he isn’t sure he can – not now, not ever. But who knew what the future could bring? The feeling in his heart felt steady and unchanging. But he couldn’t predict the future even if… if he was sure right now he would never not love Lily Evans.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 15, 2018 7:21:53 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She smiled at him, nodding.
It was true. She was not one to turn away anyone... okay, one exception being her brother, but even he he stood on her door step, cold, wet and hungry, even he wouldn't have the door shut in his face. They might not be on speaking terms right now... but that's all it was. Though the two of them probably have a bit of a mutual feeling of abandonment at the moment.
When he stands, she sits back down on the couch across from her food. "I know you are." Her eyes are steady. "Life isn't fair, in that way. You can't control exactly who you fall in love with. The problem is, from what I see, is she doesn't give herself the ability to trust you. She only likes the idea of you. Not everyone is smarts and bravery, not everything is as black and white as good an evil, but she seems to want to think it that way."
She grins. "Take me for example. My brother, even. Werewolves. We're technically evil, soulless creatures who don't deserve a life, but, do you see us eating people? Yet she still considers my brother a friend? It's sorta hypocritical -- though, my brother is harmless. since he takes himself out of the equation every full moon. We hide away when we aren't human, for the better, at least until the bloodlust can be controlled. Which, will probably be never."
"You will inevitably probably have to face her, yes. You'll probably have to face me, depending on which path I take. Given what suits me best."
She sighs shaking her head. "All right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry... you just... nevermind. No kissing, rule numero uno."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 18, 2018 2:57:51 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He ran a hand down his face and took in a deep breath. She didn’t really get on him for the whole hurting the one he loves every time they were around each other. It really pained him that he caused Lily so much pain by simply being himself – to the point he hated himself even more than his father had made him hate himself. What was wrong with him? Why was he so incompatible? Why did he love her so much and yet be the sort of person that would hurt her – so angry all the time at her – at everyone – at the world.
“I think.. that’s the part she likes about your brother, other than the fact he nearly killed me if it weren’t for the idiot ‘rescuing’ me. I’d be dead if it were up to just Sirius Black. And I’d be dead by his friend’s paw. If he has the capabilities of killing but doesn’t – well, that makes him ‘good’. She’s too blinded by her family and thinking they’re so great.” He shakes his head. “Just because her parents were fine, doesn’t mean the rest of the world of muggles would be. We were burnt at the stake – while harmless in reality – by the muggles trying to kill us. She just doesn’t understand how hard it is to be magical and hide away like we do when we ARE the superior ones. We have magic, they don’t. They shouldn’t control us. We should control them.”
Well now, laying it on thick there are we? That was honestly one of the things he didn’t understand with Lily – how could she stand by and let her ‘people’ destroy his ‘people’. Why should they have to hide when they are the superior people with more power? Why did he have to suffer and deal with it each summer when he had magic – when his mother had magic, and yet his father still was able to be such a shithead?
“I won’t kill her. No matter what happens. I’ll kill Potter, Black, Pettigrew and even your brother if I have to, but I won’t kill her.”
Severus sighed looking to her with a sad sort of look before hiding it behind his iron curtain for emotions. “Well, no kissing on the lips at least. No feelings. And… if we agree then we’ll be fine.” He nods. “If either of us want it to end, we can just end it anytime. No feelings hurt. So, if you find someone… to love, maybe… then you could be happy with them. Merlin knows that won’t happen for me. I’m doomed to live a life without someone loving me back.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 18, 2018 18:17:57 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
If she had to put her finger on it. The ideals he was spouting were something she heard of a while ago. God, what was the guys name?
Equality, that's the idea, really. But to rule over the muggles? Ehhh, not so much.
The ideals were on the right path but no one seems to be agreeing on anything after that.
Personally, for her, she just wanted rights. Fair ones too. She didn't mind registering with the Ministry -- if they offered some sort of assistive care. Wolfsbane was expensive! And it's still volatile! New! Ugh. If only she knew someone with potions expertise to help her with that. She had a knack for potions. A bit of money saved up.
Bah.
She didn't argue or comment on his opinion, just nodded softly. Not all muggles are bad. A good lot of them are stupid, but not all.
She smiled wryly. "I don't think I could kill my brother either -- I mean, even if I was standing on the other side. My emotions wouldn't let me. I suppose to say, he's my greatest weakness. ="
She shrugs. "I could probably do with taking James and Sirius down a couple of notches though."
She looked at him a moment, a frown on her face, before smiling.
"Well, I'm in agreeance to all the terms."
She stands suddenly, a dark look in her eyes, she licks her lips and began to stalk towards him slowly. Like a predator stalking its prey.
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 23, 2018 7:02:55 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] Man, it really was too bad she didn’t know ANYONE at all who had a knack for potions. Really, a shame. At least she didn’t argue on his opinion – because it was just that, an opinion. Sure, he didn’t agree with Lily but he didn’t judge her on the fact she believed differently when it came to muggles and muggleborns. Now it was a fact James was an absolute toerag – and so he can judge her on whether or not she accepted James for being a prat, yet she didn’t accept him because of politics. Dangerous politics, but politics nonetheless.
“Well then you know how I feel about Lily. Even if I will never have her – even if she will never love me back – even if she hates me… I could never.” He purses his lips and looks down for a moment. “It sucks, doesn’t it? Damn emotions. Even I, a master occlumens who can block against even the Dark Lord succumbs to them sometimes. I wish I could strip myself of them in order to do what I need to do.”
His eyes widened, and he quickly swallowed backing up slightly but hitting the bed, sitting down, and just… staring as she stalked him down. Oh boy. “Has anyone told you that you are damn sexy?”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 23, 2018 7:32:49 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Mm," a noise of agreeance. "It does suck. But... I don't think I would be able to get rid of them. It's pain, I know. But I think those emotions allow us to judge our actions. They're needed, otherwise... well, we'd become soulless creatures."
She smiled wryly. "And I have an opinion or two, on that."
Her eyes seemed to darken further as the desire rose up farther within her. Soon she was between his knees, leaning forward but not quite pushing him into the bed.
"I fear I have not had that compliment bestowed on me, ever. Be it that I had somehow made myself completely unapproachable during school, or, you're lying."
She grinned. "But, I know you're not lying. So thank you."
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 23, 2018 8:09:20 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He opened his mouth about to reply – but then he realized saying that he would rather be a soulless creature would be highly offensive to the person he was speaking to right now, given she literally turned into a soulless creature every month. “I still would love to get rid of the emotion known as ‘love’. It’s turned me weak. How can I do what I need to do if they’re constantly there in my head, watching and judging me? There’s plenty of other emotions that hurt – sadness, anger, regret… they can do the things that you’re talking about. But love? All it does is hurt me.”
Swallowing he watched as she neared closer, licking his lips. God, his throat was dry. He felt like he was going to die his heart was beating in his chest so fast. Was it nervousness? Why did he feel so nervous about something just… natural like this? Why did he feel anxious and excited about it all at once? Oh, he could definitely feel a physical reaction and not just his heart beating out of his chest. He ran a hand through his hair and chuckled wryly.
“No problem.” He gave her a toothy grin with a boyish charm twinkled in. “I think I’m going to enjoy this relationship we have here. A lot.”
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