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EmmaRiddle · 12-06-2004, 07:43 PM

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Originally Posted by Biochemkris

"That's insane. You should have cursed him for having the audacity to kiss you like that. As for believing what that raving lunatic tells you, I think I'd tell you the same thing, that Black certainly isn't playing with a full deck but, I suppose Azkaban can do that to you..." she trailed off thinking about her father and shook it off. "Though, I do believe he was telling the truth about one thing."

She picked up the picture from within the box and studied it. "She looks about my age in this picture..."she muttered before looking up at Marcella again. "I never thought he'd care about who I saw but, I suppose it fits with his need to control everything that he wouldn't approve of Nick. Snape wouldn't approve of anyone unless he picked the guy out for me."

"I probably would've cursed him had I not been in such a state of shock. The most scary thing was the way he spoke, so sure of himself, so sure he knew me and my reactions. He even said something to me along the lines of, you'll give in eventually and when you do, you know where my bed is. I'm sorry for bringing this all on you but I had to vent it out to someone. I just don't know whether to trust him when he says Snape murdered Faith." Marcella said, so casually that she barely noticed she'd said it. "He also insists she was a sister to Potter, James Potter and that he had to convince Voldemort that you were the daughter of a death eater. She died anyways but he had to kill Faith -- as she was a Potter -- to show his loyalty to Voldemort, but like Snape said, Black likes to stretch the truth, I think reality and fantasy confuse him."

She laughed at her comment about Nick, "i don't think your father would ever be happy for any man to be with you, no-one would be worthy of you, in his eyes."

"Slytherin alive woman! You burnt me!" he wailed, jumping from his seat, doing a sort of jig as he hopped up and down, fanning himself. Snatching a towel, he groaned heavily, his jumper soaked through. Despite not having anything underneath, he tore it off and threw it at her.

"You dirtied it, you clean it, clumsy oaf..." he cursed, taking the cup from her, half tempted to throw the fresh cup over her, to see how she'd like it. "I suppose it's alright," he shrugged, still ticked off. "Why, are you considering joining the ranks of the village hags?"

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EmmaRiddle Crup Join Date: Jun 2003 Location: Cardiff, Wales, UK Posts: 17,077 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcella Riddle Graduated	Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine Quote: Originally Posted by Biochemkris "That's insane. You should have cursed him for having the audacity to kiss you like that. As for believing what that raving lunatic tells you, I think I'd tell you the same thing, that Black certainly isn't playing with a full deck but, I suppose Azkaban can do that to you..." she trailed off thinking about her father and shook it off. "Though, I do believe he was telling the truth about one thing." She picked up the picture from within the box and studied it. "She looks about my age in this picture..."she muttered before looking up at Marcella again. "I never thought he'd care about who I saw but, I suppose it fits with his need to control everything that he wouldn't approve of Nick. Snape wouldn't approve of anyone unless he picked the guy out for me." "I probably would've cursed him had I not been in such a state of shock. The most scary thing was the way he spoke, so sure of himself, so sure he knew me and my reactions. He even said something to me along the lines of, you'll give in eventually and when you do, you know where my bed is. I'm sorry for bringing this all on you but I had to vent it out to someone. I just don't know whether to trust him when he says Snape murdered Faith." Marcella said, so casually that she barely noticed she'd said it. "He also insists she was a sister to Potter, James Potter and that he had to convince Voldemort that you were the daughter of a death eater. She died anyways but he had to kill Faith -- as she was a Potter -- to show his loyalty to Voldemort, but like Snape said, Black likes to stretch the truth, I think reality and fantasy confuse him." She laughed at her comment about Nick, "i don't think your father would ever be happy for any man to be with you, no-one would be worthy of you, in his eyes." "Slytherin alive woman! You burnt me!" he wailed, jumping from his seat, doing a sort of jig as he hopped up and down, fanning himself. Snatching a towel, he groaned heavily, his jumper soaked through. Despite not having anything underneath, he tore it off and threw it at her. "You dirtied it, you clean it, clumsy oaf..." he cursed, taking the cup from her, half tempted to throw the fresh cup over her, to see how she'd like it. "I suppose it's alright," he shrugged, still ticked off. "Why, are you considering joining the ranks of the village hags?"