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Post by Severus Snape on Jan 9, 2019 5:23:06 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He couldn’t help but smile, a charming smile that he had not shown to anyone but her, and Lily. Quite honestly, he probably looked handsome wearing it – but it wasn’t like he cared what others thought of his appearance.
“Let’s.” He led her out and down the street, towards his place. Once he arrived, he opened the door, pulling out his wand and scanning the house for a moment. Upon finding whatever it was he was doing satisfactory, he led her up a set of stairs. “You saw the first floor when you were here before, just a kitchen and little living area – there’s a small nook on the other end of the kitchen.” He nods as he leads her up. On the second floor there seems to be a small hall with four doors.
“Bathroom,” He points, “Guest room.” Another point. “My room.” He nods, opening the door to his room, showing her the neat, but dark state of his room. Nice made bed and everything. It seems he forgot a door, but he doesn’t seem like he cares too much about that.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Jan 9, 2019 20:16:01 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
He smiled and her heart jumped in her chest again. If she had to really analyze things, what she felt for Severus was different than Regulus. Regulus had been fast-paced, fresh, new, exciting, teaching - like she supposed a relationship would be for teens their age. But with Severus, it was calculated and purposeful. Everything exact, and had a sense of maturity to it. Something she enjoyed as well.
Her hand squeezed his as he led her back to the house, and she took everything in. She could see herself reading in the small nook. All in all, a very quaint house. Auspicious muggle, but quaint. She could feel the thrumming of magic in the walls, however.
She did notice the lack of mentioning of a door but didn't comment on it, as she could put the pieces together.
"So, where would you like me? Guest room?"
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Post by Severus Snape on Jan 12, 2019 2:31:20 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He quickly cleared his throat. He had a lot to say about that, but he had to think of the best way to phrase it – ‘yes please sleep with me’ would sound bad. But at the same time ‘stay out of my room’ sounded pretty bad as well. He blinked and opened the guest room, which was fairly bare other than some sheets and a blanket on the bed, along with a nightstand next to the bed, otherwise empty.
“Your choice. You can stay in my room anytime you want, it’s not like I would mind you sleeping in my room. Though I do have until Monday morning when I’ll need to be back, so I can… stay here if you want.” He almost asked it as a question, as if wondering if she was alright with that – he didn’t want to feel like he was pressuring her at all – especially since he was the one who insisted on keeping this slow.
He held out his hand to her and laced his fingers with hers. “So, what do you think? It’s a bit… dusty but its home.”
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Jan 12, 2019 2:43:08 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She understood his hesitation, as any way he would say it would sound suggestive. She grinned.
"I'd rather not be alone, while you're here if that's okay with you."
She squeezed his hand as he laced his fingers with hers. "But I promise not to go in there without you, how about that?"
Being alone in his room would cause her to get curious, and it's best... not to do that. She would let him offer up information at his own leisure. "I would like it if you could stay here. While you're at Hogwarts during the week... I can find things to do."
She looks at him. "Owls while you're gone is okay, right?"
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Post by Severus Snape on Jan 12, 2019 4:50:22 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He grinned. She was very sweet. He understood her hesitance of going in there when he wasn’t around – though he did seem to remember just now that he had a journal in there, a few letters he wrote to no one, and he would rather no one ever read those – that’s the point he had when he made them to begin with – while yes, they were dating and he would answer her questions, he would rather not talk about those things without her knowing to ask them. Either way, if she came up with them herself he’d answer, just rather not prompt it.
“I’ll stay until I must leave then.” He nods. He lifted one of her hands to his lips and kissed the back of it. “That’s alright with me – you can go anywhere here. I don’t mind. Though… like I told you when we first met, some people may come here from time to time, but the nook is fairly well hidden if you wanted to go there – and they wouldn’t come unless I knew they were coming and I’d warn you before –“ He stopped. Rambling again. He took in a deep breath and thought about his words. He knew he had a tendency to ramble if he didn’t think things through and he was working on it. In the future he would never ramble if he had anything to say about it. “What I mean is, don’t worry about people randomly showing up, but people might and I will warn you of them beforehand.”
“I will owl you every day, my dear.”
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Jan 13, 2019 22:00:39 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Jan 13, 2019 22:00:39 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"No forbidden west wing?" She grins at her joke, but the smile falters slightly. "Sorry, Muggle joke again. I'm full of them for some reason. Probably from reading too much when I was younger."
This seems to remind her of something. "Is there a book shop here in Spinners End?"
She shook her head. "As long as I can hide away, it'll be fine. Or I'll find myself out when they do arrive, which might be better, depending on the type of people they are. I assume you'll be here when they are here, thought."
She didn't mind his rambling at all, and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his cheek.
"I'm glad to hear that! And don't mind your rambling. I make even the strongest of heart wizard falter at my beauty."
It was a joke, really, it was.
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Jan 17, 2019 17:12:11 GMT
Post by Severus Snape on Jan 17, 2019 17:12:11 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He chuckles and shakes his head. “This whole place is open to you. You can go wherever you wish, I do not mind.” Except into reading my letters to no one, because boy… but she had permission, he just had to take responsibility to hide them well enough.
“Ah yes, there’s one just down the street, turn left on 1st street. Then turn right on Withers drive. It’ll have a sign that says, ‘Just One More Chapter’. It doesn’t have many books, but I enjoyed going there from time to time. I was never able to buy them but given the lack of a library the owner allowed me to read them so long as I read them in the store. There’s one called The Prince, I think you’d like.”
Indeed it was one he wrote, bound himself and gave to the store just last year. Story of his life, without it being completely obvious. It was about a young man who found out he had powers more than that of a muggle, and he met someone else in his town who had the same powers… and so on so forth. Even the bad parts were written about, from his childhood up until he ‘lived happily ever after’ with the other he had met. She had forgiven him, and they ran off together. Wishful thinking. And before he had met Rose.
“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of nooks and crannies.” He knew. He used them to hide from his father.
He hummed into her kiss and then grinned, shaking his head. “You do indeed, my dear. But you are mine now, no other wizard can have you…” While he said this he began wondering if that was too possessive for him to be – given everything that had happened with all of them. “Well, unless you leave me of course.” Better.
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Jan 18, 2019 11:55:21 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Jan 18, 2019 11:55:21 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
The whole place, eh? She looked at him, her eyes challenging that for a brief moment before she smiled. "Well, I'll wander, I suppose, but I won't go looking into things, I promise."
Her eyes lit up. Good. Muggle towns normally had them, so she wasn't surprised there was one here, but it was still nice to know. "The Prince is it?" A personal book reccomendation? Hm. She wondered if it was a clue, or just a booked he really liked.
Boy was she soon to find out. She grinned again, "so if you can't find me a first then, I'm sure you'll know where to go looking next."
She rose a brow at the possessive line, her eyes staring into his for a few moments and she chuckled. "I have to admit I'm a sucker for that sort of line. I don't know what it is, but I just... really like it when someone claims me in that way."
She shrugs. "I know I have the option of leaving. If I wanted."
Feeling the mood, she tucks herself under his chin, wrapping her arms around him, she settles against him in a warm hug.
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Post by Severus Snape on Feb 24, 2019 3:48:09 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He appreciated that and then smiled slightly. He nodded and chuckled lowly. “You can do anything at all you want, don’t let me get in your way. Just make sure to tell me if something you do will affect me, or possibly cause harm to you. I do want you to have a life outside of me. Maybe meet some friends. The Muggles here have no idea what’s going on. But then again, they’re muggles.”
He nodded. He hoped she would go find the book. Even if it would be a little bit weird, he still wanted her to read it. It would be nice to have her learn a bit more about him. It was really just a way to get those feelings out, instead of keeping them bottled up. It wasn’t like anyone would think to look at a muggle shop for a book written by him under a pseudonym.
“Oh yes, I’d win in a game of hide and go seek very easily.” He chuckled and shook his head before pulling her close when she settled into the hug. He hummed a bit. “Well I can say them a lot more. I can be… jealous. To be completely honest, partially all of that was because… I was jealous. Partially.” At least he was honest about that. It was partially because he was jealous, though it was more of being worried for her – and then he got angry about it all. Reg was supposed to be his friend and yet he didn’t give him a chance. All he wanted was to make sure she would be fine, and things blew up and his feelings had gotten in the way.
“This is nice.” To be warm with someone in his arms. He felt so touch starved and yet here he was getting some of it and he couldn’t help but… feel content and happy.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Feb 24, 2019 4:04:29 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She nods. She wasn't so sure about making friends. That was a rough situation for a werewolf. Especially among muggles. But she knew she probably would find... someone... at least to have tea with so she wouldn't go mad while he was at the school. She'd had really enough with the lone-wolf sort of act.
She giggled. "I'd challenge you to that, but... I'm afraid I have an advantage. Unless you have a way of hiding your scent. Which might make the game interesting..."
She hugged him tighter, enjoying the feeling of him. "No reason to be jealous now. I'm here. But... feel free with the possessive pick-up lines, regardless." She grinned at him, teasingly.
She nodded in agreement. "It is nice. I...really enjoy being here with you, Severus."
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Post by Severus Snape on Feb 24, 2019 4:31:42 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] “Actually~ I know a spell that may help. It’s something I devised for… stealth missions for the Dark Lord. Unfortunately I have the displeasure of knowing a few of them, and I’ve managed to fool Greyback once.” He waggles his eyebrows and presses a kiss to the top of her head. Okay, it wasn’t that great, but he was pretty sure he could at least confuse her a bit with it. Then he would know the best places to hide. Boy, that was childish to use such a thing for a child’s game, but it seemed to be a fun idea.
“It feels odd for… well, me to have anyone.” He sighs. “And now I have you.” And even that didn’t seem real. As if he would wake up tomorrow and she’d be gone. He hugged her a tiny bit tighter before releasing. “My beautiful Rose. Mine and only mine.” Boy, that was weird. To feel wanted. Loved. To feel like he had someone he could talk to about whatever he wanted. To feel like he belonged somewhere. To feel like he belonged here in this house. But only because this was where she was.
“I enjoy being here with you as well. In your arms.” He just wished he could still be friends with Regulus. He really fouled that up. After so many years, they had let a girl get between them. But she was an amazing girl, and… in the end, how could that have ended any other way with how things were going? They were both too paranoid. It was just a matter of time.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Feb 24, 2019 5:11:23 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Well, that sounds like it would be fun, then." She giggled at the thought. "Who will be the hunted? The hunter or the huntee?" She gives him a flirtatious wink.
One arm released him, allowing her to bring a hand up to his cheek and brush against it softly. "Yours. Always."
She grinned at him.
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Post by Severus Snape on Feb 27, 2019 5:50:56 GMT
[googlefont=Montserrat:700,700i|Open+Sans:400,400i,700] [attr="class","angelonfire"] [attr="class","aofSidebar"] [attr="class","aofBody"] He waggled his eyebrows and let out a satisfied hum. “Both sound… tantalizing.” He took his time saying that last word, each syllable dripping from his lips as if it were some sort of precious thing to be cherished. Of course, his words were precious to him, but especially these keywords he knew would send shivers down her spine, each syllable caressed with passion and meaning. There were so many people who spoke but didn’t mean anything. Everything he said had meaning. Emotionally, logically, whichever the case was – sometimes they’d have multiple meanings depending on who it was said to – if he said that exact same sentence to James Potter, his inflection would be much harsher, and it would mean something else entirely.
“I love you.” It was pretty simple, and he had said it before. He felt bad – he’d torn her and Regulus apart. It was his fault in many ways. It almost felt like he owed her something. But there was nothing he wouldn’t already give for her. Gods, was he under a love potion?
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Feb 27, 2019 14:09:23 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Feb 27, 2019 14:09:23 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
Shivers did indeed course down her spine, leaving her tingling and her skin flushed, evidently so in her face, but she kept eye contact with him. There was a beautiful moment here and she was going to savour every second of it that ticked on. She wondered if he had felt her shiver, as the shudder had felt particularly strong on her end of the reaction.
Something about the way he said those three words both made her extremely happy but also gave her a bittersweet taste in her mouth. She tried not to think of the reasons why, but they still burned.
Her hand moved to caress his cheek again and then slipped her fingers into his hair and she smiled softly at him. "I love you too."
Part of her had to think, that if they had continued on as they had before, after the Three Broomsticks, that this would have been a final destination... after much beating around the bush, that was.
That hand in his hair gripped slightly, showing intention. "I'd very much like for you to kiss me right now."
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