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Biochemkris · 05-11-2004, 10:48 PM

Snape stopped when Marcella planted herself in front of him with her wand raised. Not having gone for his wand from the start because he never would have thought she'd curse him, it was too late to defend himself as he heard her utter her curse. As he lay, frozen on the floor, he was forced to look at her and listen to her. He hoped she would release him or leave so that perhaps Kristi could release him soon.

EmmaRiddle · 05-11-2004, 11:04 PM

Kneeling down next to his stiff body, she waved the wand unenthusiastically and uttered, "Finite Incantatem" and then, almost immediately afterward, she cast "Encagen!" over him, forcing bonds of ropes around him, so that he could not move.

Using her wand, she sat him up and sat, close to his face, taking his chin in her palm. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, leaning forward and slipping his own wand into his hand. Silently, she placed a small kiss on his lips and then sat back. "Do what you must."

Biochemkris · 05-11-2004, 11:12 PM

Snape sat bound with his wand in his hand, making no move to free himself. He was perplexed. First she casts the full-body bind. Then, she ties him up. And now she gives him back his wand and says to do what he must. "What must I do?" he asked, forgetting that he was still tied up, in his confusion.

EmmaRiddle · 05-11-2004, 11:14 PM

"You have your wand, you have me sat still..." she said, tears dripping from her eyes. "Just let your restraint go and let out your anger on me, I deserve it."

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 03:48 AM

Snape flicked his wand wrist and the ropes fell from him. He got up and loomed over Marcella, wand at his side. "Whether I want to or not, whether you deserve it or not, I cannot," he said, throwing his wand aside. His control was hanging by a thread. If he wasn't so afraid of what he could do to her, he would have lost it long before. And he knew she'd come back at him again but, at least he'd had enough presence of mind to toss aside his wand. She didn't know what he could be like. She didn't know the man he once was, the things he had done willingly in her father's service; the things he still did out of duty to the Order; things that, deep down, he still enjoyed.

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 10:53 AM

Crawling on her hands and knees, she picked up his wand and, even though he was reluctant, she forced it back into his hand that hung by his side. "I dont like this kind of punishment. You know, I cant take the silent treatement." she said, moving backward and leaning her back against the bed, her knees scrapped up to her chest.

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 01:25 PM

Snape closed his eyes and gripped his wand tightly, his other hand was balled up in a fist so tight his knuckles turned even whiter, if it was possible. The girl was blind and the one time when he had hoped she would read him, to hear the thoughts he could not utter aloud, she did not. Without opening his eyes, Snape spoke in a low, quiet, and strained voice, "Why do you insist on tormenting me? Did it ever occur to you that the reason I do not 'punish' you in the way you desire is so that I do not harm myself?"

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 04:08 PM

"Hurt yourself? How would it hurt yourself?" she asked, quizzically, almost outraged, furious that he would not satisfy her need to feel as if she had been adaquately got back for what she had done.

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 04:23 PM

Snape threw his hands in the air and turned away from her, sighing loudly in frustration. "If I were even to so much as turn your hair blue, I will lose control. A control for which I have worked many years to maintain. It has never wavered, even when..." he paused, reconsidering his words. "Until now."

Not wanting to continue and admit to his weakness, but knowing that Marcella wouldn't let him leave it like that, he turned to face her. "I'm afraid that I will not be able to recover from whatever I might do in unchecked anger."

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 04:28 PM

"Do you mean to refer to when you used to be a....I mean an active death eater?" Shaking her head, she sighed, "But how could I have brought you to that level of anger, I dont understand." she groaned, running a frustrated hand on the tips of her hair and pulling at it. "I mean, am I that evil? Have I really made you feel so angered that you could possibly consider, or think you might end up killing me if you harmed a single hair on my head?"

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 04:42 PM

"I don't believe it's entirely your fault," he admitted. "Perhaps if certain events hadn't occurred just hours after my release from Azkaban; if my mind had had time to recover."

Snape put a hand to his forehead, closing his eyes. He relaxed a bit, his wand balanced lightly on his fingertips. He concentrated on the familiar feel of it and wondered if Marcella had the right idea. Why didn't he just end it now?

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 04:58 PM

"What do you mean?" she asked, feeling thick. "Recover from what exactly?"

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 05:18 PM

Snape rushed over to her and grabbed her shoulders, "Can you comprehend what it was like? Can you even imagine what it was like? Days and nights on end in the dark with them. Reliving the horrors day by day. The handful of happy memories nowhere to be found. Do you know how hard it was to maintain even a semblance of myself in there?

"How many times have I regretted telling you to move on? And then to come to the hearing, and what happened afterwards... I thought you had ignored my request and waited for me anyway. And to come back.... I was coming to my quarters to wait for you to return from your trip to Hogsmeade. I open my door to find you here already and with another man. How many times was that image burned in my mind over the past few months? And to see it become reality before my very eyes just as I had dismissed the thought as foolishness.

"And you think that my recently battered mind could stand up to that? It is a challenge for even a trained mind such as mine. I don't trust myself," he said, his last words spoken in a soft hiss, while he stared into her eyes, his hands still tightly gripping her shoulders.

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 05:44 PM

Gathering every word he had said, feeling the painful twinge in her muscles as his grasp on her arms grew tighter, her eyes danced over his and she spat, "Well then, I suppose it all fits nicely then for you. I lived up to your image of me as a slut!"

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 05:52 PM

Snape smacked her across the face with the back of his hand. "I did NOT imagine you to be a girl," he yelled. "I didn't really believe you would give up on me."

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 05:54 PM

Shocked that he had hit her, again, she stumbled backward and yelled at him, "Then why do you think I'd give up on you now? If I had given up on you, would I be here? What changed to make you think that I had?!"

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 06:01 PM

They were going around in circles again. His head had cleared enough that Snape knew at least that much. Of course, he was going around in circles within his own mind, as well. "First, I see you here with him. Then, you tell me you were doing it for our own good. I believed you. But, then, why on earth would you call me by his name?" he said carefully.

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 06:21 PM

"Because he loves me." she said, quietly. "He was here for me when I had no-one else. He was there for me when you told me to move on, to forget you. Did you not tell me that?"

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 06:28 PM

"Yes, and it would seem you have. Now would you allow me to do the same?" he asked in a defeated voice. He was weary of this fighting and he was tired from lack of sleep. Snape just wanted her to leave quietly and let him have some peace.

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 06:30 PM

"You think that way," she said, moving toward the door. "But it seems that it's more you who has forgotten me..." she finished, sadly.

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 07:14 PM

"How?" he asked. "How have I forgotten you?"

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 07:21 PM

Moving over to the bed and picking up her robe, she hurriedly put it back on and pulled her hair over the clothes. "You've forgotten who I am." she said, in a rather sad tone, a single tear falling down her pale cheek. Turning away from him, she went to the door and, with her hand on the knob, she looked back and said, simply, "If you remember, come and find me."

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 07:23 PM

Snape walked back over to his chair and sat down, ignoring Marcella's last words. She was at the door and was leaving. It was what he wanted, wasn't it?

EmmaRiddle · 05-12-2004, 07:27 PM

Giving a last, forced, false smile, with solely her lips, she turned from him and, making sure he couldn't see her, closed her eyes and let it all out as she closed the door behind her.

Standing, for a few solitary minutes, outside of the room, she leant against the wall and raised her pamls to her eyes, pressing so hard on them so it felt as if she were trying to force the tears back in, rather than let them creep out.

Sniffing sharply, she muttered, "Get a grip." and began to walk off, pulling her robes straight and determinedly making her way to the hospital wing, in silent tears that she refused to acknowledge, were there.

Biochemkris · 05-12-2004, 07:42 PM

Snape sat staring at the wall for a few minutes, trying to figure out what had just happened, before giving up and laying down on the bed. He thought some sleep might do him good. But, like the previous night, he found that all he could do was stare up at the ceiling. What had happened? Had he really let her go? Was that really what he wanted?

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