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**Biochemkris** · 10-21-2004, 10:52 AM

Though it was completely out of character for her, Kristi turned back before she had walked past Nick. She stood in front of him and placed her palms on his chest for balance as she gave him a brief kiss on the lips. "Good night."

**Mrs. Weasley** · 10-22-2004, 06:50 AM

Sirius jumps up and knocks his chair over. "Bloody hell, woman!' he says. Using a freezing charm, he reduces the effects of the scolding tea. "What is it with you and Snape? You can't make a sentence without using his name. He has nothing to do with this!" Sirius looks at Marcella sitting at the table. "I am well aware of who you are. You're Voldemort's daughter. You remember him. The man who killed my best friend and his wife. The person who wants you dead." Sirius picks up his chair and sits back down. He momentarily buries his head in his hands.

"All this arguing is getting us nowhere. I don't like you, and you don't like me. No one says we have to be friends. We do have to make the best of this situation and try to be civil to each other. Do you think you can be adult enough and give it a try?"

EmmaRiddle · 10-22-2004, 09:43 AM

"If you can be adult enough to put a hold on that tongue of yours. Believe me when I say, you know nothing. It's alright for you to say my father wants me dead but you have no idea how that feels....to have no family...to have no-one. Or, at least, to have someone who you cant even have anymore. None of this is fair and of course, don't like you. I cant be expected to be civil, so if you don't like it just keep out of my way." she hissed, leaving the room, storming upstairs and slamming the door to Snape's bedroom, bitter tears in her eyes. She crawled under the covers, still fully dressed and gazed outside, lying on her side. What has my life come to?

With barely enough energy to keep his eyes open, hislids shut as he kissed Kristi, pressing his hands against the small of her back, pushing her near him. In the next second the kiss was over and she'd slipped from his grip. Exhausted, he headed into his chambers and tried to sleep. Restless, he could hear tears coming from down the hall, he tried to block them out, knowing time was the best healer of them all.

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 11:16 AM

Kristi dressed for bed quickly and slipped between the familiar sheets. She closed her eyes and tried not think about the cell she had visited the last time her father had been imprisonent. The images came anyway, just as they did every night, no matter how hard she tried to clear her mind. The darkness just seemed to bring them on. Kristi closed her eyes and wished she would fall asleep quickly.

EmmaRiddle · 10-22-2004, 05:59 PM

Unable to fall asleep, Marce tossed and turned before getting out of bed completely, sick of fidgeting. Debating in her mind, as of what to do, she lit a candle with a silent flick of her wand and headed up into the attic with her PJ's and slippers on.

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 06:12 PM

She knew it was too much to ask for and Kristi tossed and turned before finally sitting up and lighting the lamp beside her bed. She sat for a few moments and then, got up and walked downstairs into the basement.

EmmaRiddle · 10-22-2004, 06:25 PM

Having pushed her way into the attic, she peered in the darkness and stumbled into a chair. Squinting in the very little light, she wrote,

I would say how are you, but that's inappropriate. I cant sleep for thinking of you. This is probably really stupid, I highly doubt they'll actually give you this letter. It'll probably just prove as one big joke to them. But I just had to write in the small hope that you might be able to read this. I'm so sorry that I have little or few comforting words to say to you. We, that is Kristi and I, know we cant do much, if anything to get you out this time. Sirius doesn't even seem to want to try and think about you and has a go at me everytime I mention your name. Tonks is nice enough but she's rather quiet, I guess because she doesn't want to say something which could prove to be the wrong thing. Nick and Kristi have grown closer and you'll be pleased to know that he is taking care of her. She seems to be coping well. At least better than I am. She has her comfort blanket; mine was stolen.

Thoughts with you forever

Yours Always

She deliberately left the letter unsigned just in case it was intercepted. She knew he'd know he sent it. Tired, physically, mentally and emotionally, her head collapsed onto the table and she fell asleep, having sent the letter, on a ink spot that was on the desk.

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 06:58 PM

She browsed the shelves before selecting a text. She took it over to the work bench and hopped up on a stool. Propping her chin on her elbows, she thumbed through the book until she came to something that look interesting and began to read through the instructions.

**fona** · 10-22-2004, 09:07 PM

Tonks waited in her room till the voices had faded. Opening the door, she checked the corridor was empty, and then headed back down the stairs yawning. Better check with Moody before I turn in, she thought, imagining his face in the morning if she didn't.

She could hear raised voices comming from the kitchen. Still at it, she thought, creeping quietly past towards the front door. She rolled her eyes, overhearing Sirius' speech. He should know better than to try that trick, she thought, smiling to herself.

There was no sign of Moody outside, so Tonks started to walk away from the door slightly, scanning the darkness for any movement. The night was cold, her breath forming in clouds before her mouth. Tonks cursed under her breath, hugging herself tightly. Why didn't i take my cloak!

She heard a bang from behind her, and managed to catch a glimpse of Marcella heading upstairs. Now what? she murmered heading back into the house. She saw Sirius in the kitchen, taken aback it seemed by Marcella outburst.

'You should go easy,' she said, walking past the door. Giving up her quest for Mad-Eye she headed back to her room. Whatever he might say in the morning, it was too cold to go looking for him now.

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 09:26 PM

She couldn't concentrate right now. Giving up, she closed the book and placed it back on the shelf. What to do now? She wasn't going to be able to sleep, she knew that much; she hadn't really slept at all since he was taken away. That was probably why she felt she had done so well on her NEWTs. Kristi had spent most of her nights studying and practicing, to keep her mind off of what had happened.

Thinking about NEWTs and how she should be finding out how she did within a month reminded her of a package which should be arriving any day now. She needed to find a spot to put it where no one would stumble across it by accident. Kristi looked around the basement thinking that there must be a good hiding space around somewhere. She ran her hand over the books on the shelf as she walked to the far corner of the room. "Lumos," she whispered and her wand tip lit.

It was especially dark in this particular corner and, by the light of her wand tip, Kristi spotted a rock which look slightly out of place toward the bottom of the wall. She stretched out her hand and, sure enough, the rock came lose to reveal a small, hidden, vault of sorts. She stuck her hand in to see if there would be enough space and wasn't surprised to come into contact with something inside. Pulling it out, she was surprised to see it was a picture frame. Kristi turned it over and stared at the picture of a woman who looked a lot like herself. She narrowed her eyes at this woman who beamed up at her from behind the cracked glass of the frame.

**fona** · 10-22-2004, 10:02 PM

Tonks lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling. Why couldn't she sleep? She rolled onto her other side, pulling the blankets tight to her. Her legs kicked violently to one side. Stretching out her hand, she grabbed her wand and tossed the blankets roughly from her.

'Lumos,' she muttered annoyadly[sp?] standing up. She made her way to the door, grabbing a cloak, and headed down to the kitchen. Some hot chocolate and toast will help, she thought.

EmmaRiddle · 10-22-2004, 10:06 PM

Nick swore blind he could hear people still walking around the cottage. ****** off at whoever they were, he groaned and briefly looked at his clock. It was nearly 3AM. Resigned to the fact that he probably wouldn't end up getting much sleep that night, he got back out of bed, wrapped a robe around himself and made his way down to the kitchen, feeling as though her eally should've drunk the tea when Kristi had offered it.

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 10:20 PM

Kristi replaced the rock and stood and stood up, the picture still clasped in her hands. She tucked it under her arm and decided to head back to her room with it before heading to the kitchen for that tea she had skipped out on.

She crept up the stairs and quietly shut the door behind her. She stood still as she heard signs of movement, wondering if she should have left the picture where she had found it. For some reason, she felt rather guilty for carrying it around, knowing that she shouldn't have found it in the first place.

EmmaRiddle · 10-22-2004, 10:24 PM

Upon instinct Nick went for his wand and held it our, hearing footsteps hovering upward. Wary, he narrowed his eyes and eyed the pan of boiling water, considering grabbing that aswell, just in case. It was, after all, just like death eaters to attack in the cover of night.

"Whose there?" he hissed, hoping his voice sounded a little threatening.

**fona** · 10-22-2004, 10:31 PM

Tonks looked up as the boy walked in. 'Hi, eh, Nick isn't it?' she said smiling. 'Couldn't sleep either?'

**Biochemkris** · 10-22-2004, 10:37 PM

The sound of movements finally broke into voices. Kristi sighed in relief as she realized the voices were coming from the kitchen. She quickly moved from her position just outside the door to the basement and headed to her bedroom to deposit the picture.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 10-23-2004, 06:19 AM

Sirius left the kitchen and headed for the attic to post his report to Dumbledore. He walks over to where the owls are perched and calls the snowy white one named Remington. He attaches the roll of parchment to the owl's leg and whispers to him to deliver it only to Dumbledore. Sirius then watches the owl fly out into the night. A cold wind blows into the attic. He wraps himself tightly up in his robe. Sirius watches Moody patrolling the grounds. Maybe he'd better go and check on Kristi in the basement. He'd hate for Moody to mistake her for a death eater. Sirius heads for the door and finds Marcella sleeping on a table. Remembering their conversation in the kitchen, he wonders if being in this house has made him as cold and aloof as Snape, but she was wrong about one thing. He does know what it feels like to be alone. Everyone he's loved is dead. Everyone except for Harry, and he is busy studying to be an auror. It wasn't fair! He was supposed to have had a life with Faith. Sirius takes her photo out of his robe pocket. He turns it over and reads the back. It says "Faith at Hogwarts, age 16". She was going to be his wife until Snape stole her away from him. He had never understood why she insisted on Snape raising Kristi. Did Faith believe he could protect her better than him. About that time another cold wind blew into the attic. "She'll freeze in here like that," Sirius thinks to himself. Rather than try and move her, he takes out his wand and summons a pillow and down comforter from one of the bedrooms. He lifts up Marcella's head and arm and places the pillow under her. Sirius then wraps the comforter securely around her. Contrary to what she thinks, he's not a monster. He proceed to leave the attic and head for the basement.

Sirius gets almost there when he hears voices downstairs. Believing everyone to be in bed, he takes out his wand accidentally dropping his photo of Faith on the hall floor. Cautiously he heads down stairs running into Kristi. The frame she was holding drops on the floor. Sirius looks down and sees Faith beaming up at him from behind the broken glass. It can't be a photo of her. After she died, Dumbledore ordered Snape to destroy all evidence of their relationship. Why would he jepordize Kristi's safety by choosing to keep her mother's photo? Sirius picks the frame off the floor and demands to know where Kristi found it.

EmmaRiddle · 10-23-2004, 08:14 AM

He pocketed his wand and frowned at Tonks, replying grumpily, "Short wonder I couldn't sleep with you lot wandering around, making a racket!" After a few seconds of awkward silence, he realised his mistake and apologised for barking, sighing into his hand. "I'm sorry, I'm just...stressed...I guess..." he added, feeling uneasy about opening about his feelings in front of a woman he barely even knew.

Somewhere, it must've been in her dream, she felt someone lifting her and then placing her back down upon something soft. Too peaceful to bother to open her eyes to see who it was, she mumbled a soft, 'thank you' and drifted back off to sleep, mouth wide open.

**fona** · 10-23-2004, 09:22 AM

Tonks looked up, smiling amusedly at Nick. 'Yeah,' she said, blushing ever so slightly, 'Sorry about that. I, eh, well I'm not the best at being quiet really, not that I expected anyone to actually sleep tonight.'

She flicked her wand and another cup appeared, steam rising from the chocolate inside. 'Want a cup?' she asked, pausing before she added, 'Nothing chocolate can't help.'

EmmaRiddle · 10-23-2004, 09:28 AM

"Go on then. You strike a hard bargain." he joked, running his hands under the tap, cleaning them. "I could've sworn I heard more footsteps walking around. Is anyone actually in bed?" he asked, with a laugh in his voice. "I don't suppose sleep will come easy for Kristi or Marce. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Marce much at all. Do you know if she's in bed or...?"

**fona** · 10-23-2004, 10:19 AM

Marcella? How was she supposed to explain this one? Ah Merlin, why did she always end up with the questions that required diplomacy.

'Marcella?' she began, 'Eh yeah. I saw her earlier. She was talkin to Sirius in here, and then she went up to bed. Well I think that's where she went.'

Tonks was unsure. If Marcella went missing because of Sirius, she'd hex him so well, he'd still be a turkey come Christmas time. Maybe I should go check on her, she thought to herself. She tugged on her hair unconciously as she thought, it's orange colour fading slighly into a more brownish shade.

**Biochemkris** · 10-23-2004, 02:39 PM

How foolish of her to think that the only people wandering about the house would be the ones in the kitchen and herself. Not looking where she was going, she walked right into Black and dropped the picture. Now he was staring down at her as if she committed some unspeakable crime by finding the picture. "In the basement," she spat, picking up the picture and clasping it to her chest. "Not that it's any of your business."

**fona** · 10-23-2004, 03:12 PM

Tonks, hearing voices in the hall, stood up and went to the door. Looking out she saw Sirius and Kristi. By the looks on both their faces, neither was exactly what you'd call pleased with the other.

Walking over she wondered what was up now. Sirius was having a rough day with the two girls, and part of her felt sorry for him. But the other half was amused to see Sirius, the man with the witty comebacks, meet his matches.

'Seems no-one can sleep,' she said smiling, walking up to the two. 'Ere, fancy some hot chocie?'

**Mrs. Weasley** · 10-23-2004, 04:20 PM

"It is my business to know where you've been particularly this late at night," Sirius says grateful Kristi hasn't asked him about that picture. "Moody is patrolling the house and grounds, and his policy is to shoot first and ask questions latter. He's is liable to turn you into a ferret before he realizes you are not a death eater." Sirius continues to stare at the frame Kristi is clutching. He wonders how he can get it away from her without making her suspicious. Then Tonks walks out of the kitchen and complicates matters even further. "Hello, Tonks, I see you can't sleep either. Hot chocolate," he says remembering what happened to the last hot drink he had, "err no, I think I'll pass on that. Would like some Kristi?"

**Biochemkris** · 10-23-2004, 04:40 PM

Kristi narrowed her eyes. First he demanded to know where she had gotten this picture and now he had changed the subject from the picture to her wandering around. He was also eyeing the picture frame, though he was attempting to hide his interest. "I'm all set, thanks," she replied to Tonks, though she didn't take her eyes off of Black.

"Why are you so interested in this picture? I'm not oblivious, I can see you staring at it. What's so special about this picture?" she asked.

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