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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 9:33:22 GMT
Rose teased him about trickery and the idea made him laugh for once. "I honestly had not thought of that. but if you want to change first for your own amusement feel free." He winked for the first time, getting more used to this teasing of hers though he would have been tempted to peek. it would be against who he was however despite the feelings he was having as a teenager this week. Her mention of the change brought up concern in his face.
"Oh. Well. I feel sort of dumb there. I didn't even think to ask what would work for you and that condition. Do you need help putting up any protections? I bet two can do better then one." Particularly if he could weave in a few ...ah, alternative ones to what she might have been taught in school. A glance around the room, though he was sure to add one thing he saw missing. "Oh yes owls easily. I'd rather, uh, see you in person though."
Merlin he was obvious.
He nodded, the flush returning at her kiss. "Six months worth and then I'll probably have somewhere better for you. I don't want you feeling trapped in one place." Regulus turned catching up her hand and pulling her close enough to look her sternly in the eye. "And I expect you to alert me if anyone comes sneaking around, you hear? You may not think I can be useful, but I said I'd protect you and I will. I have more resources then you know. Agreed?" He'd have to make up a protean charm for them to use.
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Dec 21, 2018 10:13:30 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 10:13:30 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She laughed when he responded to her tease. "Mm, no peep shows on the first date, darling."
She smiles at him. "Don't feel dumb, it's not every day one gets so personal with a werewolf they're buying them flats."
A brow waggle.
"I wouldn't mind a bit of help with the protections and wards. Thank you."
She takes a look around the room and sighting what she was looking for, a sturdy wooden chair. She moved it into what looked like the alcove that would be the 'bedroom' and pulling out her wand, she transfigured it into a bed.
"That'll be enough. Simple and clean."
Speaking of clean, she would probably do a deep cleaning on the place. It seemed it hasn't been rented in a while.
"Rather see me in person, would you?"
Ah, so somehow, beyond all reasoning, he'd gotten attached and it became even more apparent when he suddenly pulled her in close. If she wasn't mistaken, the tone of his request? Demand? Sounded a tad possessive in nature.
"No worries. I will alert you, I promise. But I am ninety per cent sure no one will go - and excuse the pun - sniffing around here."
She squeezed his hand in assurance.
Nope, don't even dare think about even doing it, no matter how much it's asked for. Don't. Even. Go there.
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Dec 21, 2018 10:35:24 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 10:35:24 GMT
She had already started climbing so she couldn't see his face thankfully. "First date? I'd suspect we're farther along then that when I rent you a room." Heck, she had already kissed him right? Wasn't that like supposed to be the third date? Date? WHAT WAS HE EVEN THINKING??? One hand rubbed his face before he climbed up behind her and wanded the ladder up behind them.
The teasing again. "Well I guess it was the idea of being wrapped up in furry arms that got me." As ridiculous as that sounded. Inside, she looked around and made a bed. He glanced around and made his own contribution. "Hmm, that's a ratty couch. I think this is more appropriate for a lady..." and a flip of his wand brought about a rather nice cream-colored settee. More elegant looking then the room, it was clear where his spell training had taken him.
Regulus looked up at her comment. "Well duh! You'd be pretty lonely if I never came around and you were stashed up during bad weather, right?" Oh please take that at face value, he thought mental fingers crossed. She spoke about sniffing around and it totally went over his head. "Hey now. I'm doing this for you and you've told me how horrible your family has been. Can I help it if I want to feel a bit protective of you? I know you can take care of yourself, but can't someone else care about you being safe? Besides you promised me I could ask you for anything, remember?"
Taking her hand he pulled her over and sat on the settee. Patting the seat beside him he added quite seriously "Rose. I'm not making you uncomfortable am I? I promise I'm not trying to make you a mistress at my age okay? My mother would kill me. Seriously. My family would never let me do it and I'm not even halfway kidding." His face was mixed about this clearly, though he was trying to be seriously honest with her.
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Dec 21, 2018 11:12:09 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 11:12:09 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She nearly lost her grip as she laughed.
"Mm, you are renting me a room indeed. I wonder what could happen next?"
She gave him a wolfish smile at his comment about 'furry arms'. "That's a very daring idea, darling. Being that close to such a beast."
She watched as he conjured a couch, and then the settee, and it really was very appropriate, though kind of out of place in the flat. The bed didn't even look that nice. Comfortable, it was large, purposely so she could fall asleep in any position on it.
Speaking of sleeping, that bed looked really inviting. But perhaps she was so tired because she's had to apparate twice today, and hadn't had time to eat.
She opened her mouth to make a retort of 'Well, I managed well enough before. I'll be able to survive even if you didn't come to visit again'.
"Yeah, I suppose I would be pretty lonely."
Bad weather was nothing. Loneliness was another battle altogether.
"I did say you could ask me for anything, indeed."
She confirmed this, but she was caught up on his speech before. She really couldn't figure out if she was a kept pet project, or he cared for her as a person.
The former would be easier to deal with, the latter... well, she wasn't sure if she was ready to organize those thoughts.
Then he asked if he was making her feel uncomfortable.
All right. Now she was in a tizzy.
"Me? U-Uncomfortable? No! Not at all. A-actually, I was so surprised that you're receptive of my teasing... and continue to be - even after learning... what I am. Most people run screaming."
Turning her into a mistress. Hilarious.
"A werewolf mistress... now there's an intresting concept to consider. Especially for one of the Noble House of Black."
She was teasing again.
Once again, her hand squeezed his.
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Dec 21, 2018 11:29:49 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 11:29:49 GMT
Her laughter was a confirmation he was finally making the right calls, the right responses. Thank Merlin cause he was tired of being played with emotionally! "I already said that was for you to decide, I'm not about to tell you how to live. My mother already cured that out of me." Boy did she. And yet he was still controlled by her for another year wasn't he? maybe this was his secret resistance to balance out against it.
Furry arms. Yeah, well it was only a partial idea. Couldn't get all the thoughts to come out right. A shake of his head at her talking about solitary life styles again. She really was used to being a lone wolf and maybe that was what he should try to show her. "Yeah well you did throw me off a few times, I'm uh, clearly not familiar with some stuff. But I'm used to being a loner even when others are around, Rose, you think I can't see when someone else is feeling the same?"
A shake of his head and he squeezed her hand. Did she have any idea what a spot he was in? "I really could use the help, I can't do much under my mother's eye and I've got a full year to go. You clearly need a spot to be safe in and I could give you that. We were classmates once, maybe you open my eyes up a little to how hard it can be. I need friends on the outside, people I can depend on." Already he was learning from her too, finding out how different her kind was treated was making him wonder about some other...cases.
"Okay I admit it was nice feeling your arms around me when you brought us to Diagon, but that is your choice. I'm not going to pay someone to hold me." An ache reared it's head and he thought about the last time his mother had been soft. Most of his life had certainly passed since then and his face hardened. "No pity I promise, but I suspect we both need to remember how it feels to have someone care. Both ways. Merlin! You have me talking far too much..."
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Dec 21, 2018 12:31:48 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 12:31:48 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"I'm not asking you to tell me how to live," she said with a giggle. "But of your own personal desires."
She'll leave that there.
"I suppose I should apologize. In that cafe, you responded so warmly, so instantly, I latched onto it without better judgement. It wasn't uncomfortable, I assumed it would have been uncomfortable for you."
She gave him a small smile, almost coy.
"Werewolves have pack instincts, and I have cut ties with my only packmate - my brother - so any sort of affection given, I latch onto... which honestly is very, very dangerous, I know. But luckily I haven't been swayed with kind words by anyone unsavoury yet."
She chuckled, "I wonder if that's just going to cause you to become even more protective over me?"
She tapped her chin with a finger. "I am not averse to helping. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours, so to speak. As I said, I'll do anything you ask of me. You are putting me up, free of cost, I am indebted to you, Sir Regulus. I will do whatever bidding you have of me. If you know how to do it, which I suspect you might, I suggest you even connect the fire to yours as a way of easy travel! I suspect you have a plan to get me at your every beck and call - and I am not arguing it."
She nodded, "we were classmates for a while, housemates even. And that goes past Hogwarts' walls. If it's werewolf education you want, I'll be more than happy to provide. Hell, it might even put me closer to my own goals... which I presume you have figured out, perhaps?"
She shifted closer to him, "I can be a friend. Or a confidant. Or a companion. You have no worries there, you won't be pulling my tail for it."
Lord, she had too many dog-puns.
"I won't lie and say I don't find this relationship of ours ironic, because it's ironic as hell. But I'm... I'm glad to be of service. As a friend, whatever you need."
Oh boy, did she just really say that?
"You don't need to pay me for a hug. So consider those freely given as needed. In fact you probably won't have to ask for them, most of the time. Because if you're agreeable, I can be... rather affectionate. But it will ne nice to be reminded of such a thing."
She grins at him.
"I'm not a leglimens, so I'm afraid talking is the only way I'll be able to hear your thoughts."
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Dec 21, 2018 17:33:12 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 17:33:12 GMT
Giving her a curious look, he heard confirmation of his thoughts in her words, but knew he needed to explain. "That's easy to explain. You needed a cover and the one you chose was as a secret so-called meeting of romance so I played along. A gentleman should always protect a lady in distress, it's how I was raised. Besides, even though you surprised me with that entrance" and the offering-like beginning she had made "I recognized you at once. And why wouldn't I help out someone I knew?"
As Rose spoke about pack instincts, his mind flashed back to what he had read before about dogs and their wolfish ways. That made his decision even easier then before; she would give him loyalty because of her instincts more then anything else and that was a deal-maker for him. "Rose, my family has secrets I am required to keep, dangerous secrets, but if you are willing to trust me farther, I can promise you that I can and will protect you. Way past today if you wish it. I am quite willing to offer to be part of your pack as long as you are willing to accept there are things I can not talk about."
Hmm. Floo powder. He didn't care for such travel, but it was certainly possible. Best not to think of that yet however. Beck and call. "Here, turn your back to me and lie back" he said shifting his hands to her arms to guide her as he lay on the settee "because what I want right now I need to show you I think." When she did so her head came up to his shoulder and he slipped his arms around her waist from behind. "I've not been held with care in a very long time but somehow I think you have missed it more" he said softly in her ear.
"But what I miss most is this. Hold me like this, help me relax. Being told that someone cares for me, that I am valued for who I am, that someone will always be there for me and I offer that to you too Rose. You are a clever witch, strong, fierce, and more then competent. Why anyone would put you down in their eyes because of your condition I see now is very very unfair." And was he using some of his manipulation skills his father had taught him? Yes, but this time for a good reason and not entirely selfishly. "You don't have to remember and miss it Rose, I will give it freely for you. I do care for you. You are clearly worth it."
With that he kissed her cheek, softly and not with speed to pull away; let her feel he had no fear of her condition (he had been studying it now) and one hand came up to run through her hair in long strokes. Into her ear he whispered "You are safe here and I am your un-furry pack. Let this be our den, relax for once, and feel whole again." He let himself be gentle as he could trying to remember what his nanny had done when he was very small, creating a safe and loving space. While he might not love her, he certainly could find a space with her to dwell in they would both feed off of and desire. And in the coming days that might be the best thing he could ever attain.
Certainly more then his family could provide.
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Dec 21, 2018 21:44:18 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 21:44:18 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"And why wouldn't I help out someone I knew?"
She had no argument to that. She was the same. Even if they had never gotten along, her bleeding heart would give her the strength to help. She should really contain that.
At his offering of becoming her pack her eyes widened. He would have secrets - and she was okay with that. Who didn't have secrets? What she fed off more was his actions towards her. He treated her as if she were just any other human, which she greatly appreciated, saw past the condition. It's all she ever wanted.
He asked her to lay back on him, and she complied, nearly purring when his came to rest around her waist. Her eyes closed as the tension melted from her, her glamour of the afternoon melting away with it.
She fought back the well of emotion that Rose up in her at his words, which left her speechless.
"Let this be our den, relax for once, and feel whole again."
And it was just too strong for her. She turned, burying her face into his neck, arm around his waist and her shoulders shook as she attempted to hold back her sobs. But it was fruitless.
With upmost trust, she broke apart in his arms.
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Dec 21, 2018 22:03:30 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 22:03:30 GMT
Reflecting on it, Regulus was quite glad she had given him the hints about her family, touching several times on her survival being iffy. That had not only given him ideas but started him researching what was known and his family's library had had the answers. Thank Merlin! Knowing more about her situation had given him both the tools to find a way in and a way for himself eventually. It had been a slow realization that what he really wanted was a home away from his parents, a place to let it all out.
Finding out she needed it as well or worse then he did had been his go initiative.
Sure, she was attractive and yes she had a way of teasing him that fed upon his own insecurities about sex and relationships. And heck, it might end up that way sometime too, but what he really needed was something more intimate then the physical desires of the flesh and more the mental ones. She leaned back into him and he could feel her really get into it as he spoke bringing a smile to his face.
The sign of her losing focus in those wildly curly red hairs going back black had him nod inwardly to himself; hook, line, sinker. "Good, you like my arms at least. I was afraid I wouldn't remember how to do this." Without much warning however she turned in his arms and pressed her face into his neck and the tears began! Like any teenage boy finding himself faced with a tear geyser, he mentally panicked his eyes going very wide!
"Uh, it's okay Rose let it out..." He tried to hold her, distracted by her pressing herself into him and thought he managed okay, but he really didn't know what to say to this! How much stuff had she been holding back?! Her shoulders shook in his arms and he scrambled trying to think of what to do and came up empty! So he held her and hoped that was enough, gradually aware of much happening to his own frame he hoped she did not notice. This went on for some time. He gave up on making it back without his parents having a fit...
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Dec 21, 2018 22:24:33 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 22:24:33 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
She didn't try to talk to him, knowing somehow through her mental break down, that she had thrust herself upon him in the most intimate way she could deem possible at this moment. She wasn't expecting him to know what to do with her and her tears.
She just appreciated his arms around her.
Felt like home. Safe.
It was more than she could ask for.
It was intense but shorter than what one would expect and she pulled away with a breath. She was looking him in the eyes now, her hand moving to his cheek before she really commanded it to do so.
Her eyes drifted downwards and back up to his eyes. No, stop. It wouldn't be right.
She swallowed thickly, as she slid closer to him, back into his embrace, but wrapping him into her own as well, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Thank you."
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Dec 21, 2018 22:55:23 GMT
Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2018 22:55:23 GMT
Whatever she had been holding back, it was clear the tears had helped her from the look of gratitude she was giving him through her reddened eyes. When she pulled her hand to his cheek, he leaned into it a bit with a look saying 'so glad that helped' and enjoyed the touch. Because of that he missed the glance downwards and all that entailed. Which was probably good for a 'first date.' "It's been so long since that was done for me I wasn't sure I was doing comfort right, but it worked didn't it?"
A look of smug satisfaction crossed his face briefly before she wrapped herself around him again and he felt the level of blush rush up into heat! "You're welcome, of course. I don't know what to call you for a nick though. Littermate? And you questioned why I would want to stop by to see you" he chuckled, trying to control a part of him reacting to her closeness and thought he managed at least somewhat.
After awhile he said "I'm going to have to get a message home so they know I've not been kidnapped. I hate to break this up and all, but since you are safe I need to get home to the tongue lashing I'm expecting..." He winced when she looked at him, not exactly thrilled to be headed home. "Next time though, my turn. And with those kind of hugs I think I need to be here a whole afternoon" he grinned.
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Dec 21, 2018 23:45:18 GMT
Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 21, 2018 23:45:18 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"It worked, it... definitely worked."
She nodded in agreeance. She smirked at him struggling for a nickname. "We don't need nicknames. Silly. It's confusing, my instincts vs human nature. I'm not... I don't expect you do fall into line with everything."
She was indeed saddened that he would be having to go away, not ready to be alone after everything. But it was, what it was. She pulled away from him only to lean back in to rub her cheek against his, and briefly snuffle into his hair. Like an apology, but her words followed it as well.
"I'm sorry I kept you. If it comes to more than a tongue lashing, I'm quite skilled with healing charms as well."
She nodded.
"I have plenty of hug in me." She laughs lightly.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2018 2:03:10 GMT
She spoke to him about not doing everything, but he frowned. "But doesn't that make it easier for you? I mean, you have the instincts, what makes it...fit better for you? I just thought as a pack you had different names." Actually he had no idea what words they used for it, he had just assumed she would have a name for it. He shrugged.
She rubbed her cheek against his and he tried not to smile thinking that was very-dog like in a way. Would she lick his face at some point? "I'll remember. I'll send you an owl from home so you will know when I can come back, hopefully in a day or two. I have to make sure of some things first. You any good at protean charms?" When she leaned back, he slipped his feet off the settee and stood, putting a hand on her head and running his fingers through her hair.
Oh he was definitely going to feel good coming here. "I'd try to keep your moves in and out of here as stealthy as you can. It'd probably be easier on the owners to think it's only me. You need floo powder if that's connected?" Cause there was a chance it already was. He might have trouble with the Ministry getting it hooked up on his own.
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Post by Rose Romola Lupin on Dec 22, 2018 2:36:00 GMT
[googlefont=Dancing Script] Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.
"Are you perchance referring to my brother and his friends with their silly names?"
She grinned. "Those are things that they made up on their own, and... while I do suppose that adds to the camaraderie... I haven't ever really thought about it. Even I used to use the nickname they gave my brother. It fit. Unfortunately they never really came up for one for me. My name is kind of a nickname as it is."
A giggle. "Pack, packmate, that's pretty much the only terms I know. To be honest, I haven't really done much research, I've done things my own way, how I feel comfortable with things."
A day or two huh? And having to be discreet. She would have to leave at least once to gather food and supplies. Though she had a feeling she'd spend most of her time sleeping. She hadn't been able to sleep without having to worry in so long.
"I know the theory," she said. "Haven't had a need to try one."
She tilted her head as he ran his fingers through her hair, a short wave of self-consciousness running through her. This place had a bath, right? Oh, she would love for a bath. Supplies, she would need supplies.
"I would need floo powder. I do hope it's connected."
She looked at him, expression soft.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 22, 2018 2:48:59 GMT
The mention of them brought them to mind and he frowned. The Marauders as they called themselves were basically the school troublemakers elevated to new levels. He was rather glad he would be in the one place they were not at the end of the summer. "Nooo, I try not to think about them. I just thought packs probably had their own words for family." Pack or packmate. Made sense. At least she would feel more comfortable with him. A pack of two right now.
His mind moved away from the Alpha concept quickly, he doubted that would ever fly.
"Any time I should try to avoid coming over? And in here, it's kinda hard to have a waiting spot. Is there something I can do to announce myself you'd be familiar with? Or do we have to wait and see what occurs..." If she was in the shower when he came over for instance, he didn't wanna surprise her by being too up close. He got the idea that women had a real problem with that!
"Okay, I can get that. Hmm, what would be the name of this place I wonder..." He walked over to the window with the ladder, prepping to go out as he spoke, wondering if it would be worth it to send an owl home first. Yeah, he could do that in Hogsmeade. "Okay! Be safe, back as soon as I can packmate!" He winked at her and slipped out the window
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