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EmmaRiddle · 07-24-2005, 09:00 PM

"Easy," she remarked, her wand still clutched between her sweaty fingers. Warily, she walked toward him, her steps slow and precise her gaze fixated on him. Just beyond the half way mark she began feeling as if shew ere fighting against a force; it suddenly struck her that she hadn't willingly made herself walk this close to him in weeks, maybe even months. Still, she walked on. When she was several inches from him she stopped and looked up, her wand still held in her left hand, limply hanging at her side. What she did next both shocked and amazed even her although somehow it felt as if it was something that just had to be done. Raising her right hand, she drew it back and punched the man in the face, her nostrils flared. She examined her hand as she pulled it back with glee, glad to see she'd caused some damage. "And if you ever, ever, attack me again, I'll make sure to leave you with more than just a black eye." Spitting on the floor close to his feet, she wiped the back of her hand against her robe and turned to walk away.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-24-2005, 09:05 PM

Sirius can't stop laughing. Blood flowing from Snape's nose, and his eyes already starting to turn black. "When you make a woman mad, Snivillus, you really make her mad. I'd help you to the hospital wing, but I've already been kicked out of there. See you." Sirius hurries down the hall to try and find Marcella. Her hand is probably hurting by now.

Biochemkris · 07-24-2005, 09:24 PM

Snape watched as she walked toward him. He should have been prepared for it, but he wasn't though, what he expected her to do once she reached him, he didn't know. Snape watched her leave, slowly raising a hand to his nose which was dripping blood. He was too shocked, having expected some sort of curse, to even bother replying to Black.

After the two are gone, Snape makes his way back to the Hospital Wing. Madame Pomfrey had arrived back and was bustling about Potter so, he decided to help himself to the supplies he needed.

EmmaRiddle · 07-24-2005, 09:38 PM

Her anger temporarily made her slightly deaf although she couldn't help but grin at what she'd just done. The cloud in her ears seemed to vanish as she strided and she soon heard footsteps following her. It could only be one of two people and she highly doubted that one of them would be following her after what had just happened. Taking a deep breath, she stopped walking and called out, "Honestly, Sparky. I don't need you following me. I honestly don't think Snape's going to be lurking in anymore shadows."

fona · 07-24-2005, 11:15 PM

Tonks watched Sirius out of the hospital wing, not moving to follow. She turned back to Harry frowning. Whatever it was, she was staying well clear. Leaning forward she grabbed a piece of bread from his tray. 'I think I should stay,' she said nodding. 'You'll get more than enough rest in teh next few days.' She settled in the chair, pulling her boots off, and wiggling her toes she hooked them around the bar. The metal was deliciously cold. 'So, what did my dear aunt want?'

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-24-2005, 11:16 PM

Sirius is tired of Marcella treating him like some kind of lap dog. He grabs her by the arm and swings her around. "So is that all I am to you someone who nips at your heels and vainly tries to protect you from Snape. I'll turn into Sparky if you like since what you need is a faithful companion to follow after you." Sirius then looks at her hand. "You need Madame Pomfrey to look at this. It may be broken. I never knew you had such a good right hook. You know you broke Snivillus's nose. I know things can't be the way they were before whatever they were, but I'm tired of walking on egg shells everytime I'm near you. Sooner or later we're both going to have to make peace with the past, or we will both go insane."

Biochemkris · 07-25-2005, 12:20 AM

He washed washed the blood from his face and was looking for some salve to ease the pain while he waited for Pomfrey when he heard Tonks and Potter talking. He moved over to the bed beside them, hidden from their sight by the curtain.

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 08:48 AM

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Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

Sirius is tired of Marcella treating him like some kind of lap dog. He grabs her by the arm and swings her around. "So is that all I am to you someone who nips at your heels and vainly tries to protect you from Snape. I'll turn into Sparky if you like since what you need is a faithful companion to follow after you." Sirius then looks at her hand. "You need Madame Pomfrey to look at this. It may be broken. I never knew you had such a good right hook. You know you broke Snivillus's nose. I know things can't be the way they were before whatever they were, but I'm tired of walking on egg shells everytime I'm near you. Sooner or later we're both going to have to make peace with the past, or we will both go insane."

She refrained from saying, "Yes!" and stood silently, partially stunned as he ranted at her. He probably would be better company as a dog but again she refrained from saying anything. Now that she'd had a chance to calm down, she did begin to feel a little guilty, just a little. He didn't deserve to be talked to like that, well, not totally. But she wouldn't let him know that.

She glanced down at her hand and was surprised to find blood; she thought she'd wiped it all on her robe. Clearly it wasn't all Snape's as she had first thought. With a sigh, without admitting he was right, she allowed him to guide her back toward the hospital wing. "He deserved it," she scoffed, a sneer on her face, "He deserves much more than a broken nose."

Folding her arms, the pain from her hand starting to creep up her veins, she shook her head and laughed. "Egg shells? Come on Sirius, you've hardly been subtle. You wouldn't know the meaning of the word if it walked up to you and slapped you in the face."

Re-entering the hospital wing with Sirius at her heels, she shifted away from the congregated group and hopped onto the edge of a bed, waiting for Madame Pomfrey to start gasping in horror.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-25-2005, 03:00 PM

Sunny sent his letter off to Bells, watching from Hagrid's window as the owl disappeared over the Dark Forest. He had sent her what she needed and hoped to get a reply back this time. Sunny lit another cigar before calling it a night in the moth eaten bed of Hagrid's.

Biochemkris · 07-25-2005, 03:04 PM

Snape heard more footsteps in the wing. When he looked out and saw Marcella with Black, he decided he could just mend the nose himself and stormed back out of the wing, without a word to either of them.

He didn't come across any students on the way back to the dungeon so, he had no outlet for his anger. Snape fixed his nose and imediately went to bed, not looking forward to the day ahead when he would be teaching again.

Biochemkris · 07-25-2005, 03:38 PM

Kristi was growing restless. She paced in front of her packed trunk, waiting for... what? It wasn't as if she were on a set schedule. She was the one who arbitrarily decided that 9am tomorrw would be the time to leave. Shaking her head, Kristi shrunk the trunk and headed out of the cottage. When she reached a point she could apparate from, she disapparated and looked up at the sign for the Hogs Head.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 05:36 PM

Sirius has to admit to himself that he has missed Marcella's company and did indeed enjoy her punching Snape in the nose. He watches Snivellus storm out of the hospital wing after they entered. "Maybe Marcella with improved that crooked nose of yours," Sirius thinks to himself. He then escort Marcella to Madame Pomfrey. "You need to look at her hand. She tripped and fell in the hallway, and I think she might have broken it trying to catch herself." Pomfrey was always too nosy for her own good. She didn't need to know Marcella had punched Snape unless Marcella wanted her to know. Sirius whispers to Marcella, "you had every right to hit him. I just wish I had done it for you. I hate you injured your pretty hand on that louse. Don't worry about Snape. Dumbledore may think he deserves forgiveness, but I will never forgive him for what he did to Kristie and you. He will get his just desert. We just have to be patient."

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 06:34 PM

"I would never have allowed you to do it for me. Although thanks for the gesture," she added in hesistation, watching as Pomfrey tended to her hand, barely bothering to drop her voice. "There's no point in pretending. Snape walks in with a broken nose and moments later I come in with a splattered hand. It's a bit obvious Sparks." she scoffed, a small smile on her face in teasing. She scooted up on the bed, making room for him.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 06:40 PM

Sirius sits next to her on the bed. "Sparks hugh. You could always call me Snuffles that what Harry, Hermione and Ron call me. I don't think Pomfrey knows about Snape's nose. He left the moment we came in." Sirius looks over at Harry's bed. Tonks is still there with him at least. "I think you ought to know before it's all over the school. Bella was in Hogsmeade tonight. She the person who attacted Harry. I didn't think she would be this bold so soon after the attack at the Riddle House. Seems she's still carrying a torch for Sunny boy. I'd keep your distance from him. Dumbledore is getting soft in his old age. He doesn't read people as well as he used to."

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 06:46 PM

"Well, she does now," she mused carefully. "No, I like Sparks. Besides, I don't like recycling nicknames. No, Sparks will be my nickname for you. Sparky when you **** me off." She nodded, echoing Sirius' sentiments. "I wouldn't trust Sunny as far as I could throw him and that isn't saying much. Not after he kidnapped me. The swine."

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 07:08 PM

"Well considering my track record, you'll be calling me Sparks more than Sirius." He laughs. "Sunny is up to no good. I can feel it in my bones. He's got Tonks memerized. She doesn't see him for the swine he is. As long as he's here, Bella will be close by. She seems to have the hots for him too. Of course there's no acounting for taste." Sirius notices Pomfrey seems to be finished with Marcella's hand. "You know, he who we don't want to talk about is probably still roaming the halls looking for first years to terrorize. Would you be offended if I offered to walk you back to your room?" Sirius puts the most pathetic look on his face.

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 07:20 PM

"A bit ambitious aren't we?" she asked, patting him on the head. "No, you can behave when you want to, Sparks." She nodded in agreement with his assessment of Sunny and agreed to let him walk her to her quarters. After all, what harm could it do.

Emerging into the hallway with Sparks by her side, she folded her arms, walking in relative silence.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 07:31 PM

Sirius enjoys walking with Marcella even if they aren't talking. He felt like he has started at mending one fence. Now he needs to smooth things over with Harry. He is angry with Sirius for neglecting him, and Sirius must admit he has every right to be. Sirius can't use the excuse he was just following orders with Harry. He knows his reputation for disrecarding rules too well. After a few moments of silence, they arrive at Marcella's door. Sirius's takes the key from her and opens it. "Now I'm going to stand out here until I know you have locked it securely. Then I'll notify your guard to take up his post outside. Dumbledore's orders, and under the circumstances, I don't think he's being overly cautious."

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 07:48 PM

She wrinkled her nose in distaste. The guards were always so impersonal and just downright annoying. Pushing the door open, she leant against it, now on the inside of the room and asked, "Why don't you stand watch? I'd feel much more comfortable knowing that it was someone I actually knew, watching over me." She bit at the corner of her lip, unsure of what he'd make of her request.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 07:54 PM

"That might not be a bad idea. I perfer to sleep on the right side of the bed. I hope that's not a problem with you." Sirius's eyes twinkle. The devil inside him is showing through.

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 08:03 PM

In all honesty she had expected him to do the normal thing and stand outside her door. She opened the door a bit more widely to let him in and added, "I hope you realise I don't allow all my guards to share my bed. But seeing as it's you, I'll make an exception." A wry smile appeared on her face; it was clear she was up to something and she knew it. Question was, did Sirius. Waving to him, she entered the bathroom and changed quickly, having some difficulty pulling her robe over her head with her bruised hand. Nevertheless, she managed to get dressed on her own and emerged from the room, plonking herself on the bed, snuggling under the sheets.

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 08:18 PM

Sirius is at a loss for words. He was only joking and had planned to borrow a chair and sit outside the door. Even so, he couldn't help watch Marcella go to the bathroom and emerge in her nighty. Even though it was old fashioned and up to her neck, she still looks gorgous in it. Marcella then goes over to the bed and snuggles under the covers. Sirius isn't sure what to do next. Take off his clothes and get into bed with her or admit he's in over his head. "Your sure you don't mind. I sleep in my underwear mostly. Haven't owned a pair of pajamas since I was in Azkaban."

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 08:24 PM

"Why would it bother me? I've seen worse. Just think of my ex." she scorned, facing the other way. "Besides, I'm not looking." she yawned loudly, closing her eyes, her head sinking into her pillow. She vaguely pointed toward the fireplace. "Just make sure to floo back in the morning. It wouldn't look right if students saw you walking out of my quarters."

**Mrs. Weasley** · 07-25-2005, 08:46 PM

Sirius doesn't know what to do. Get undressed or tell Marcella it was all a joke and goe outside. Then Marcella gets into bed and sinks under the sheets. Before Sirius knows it, he's standing there in nothing but his shorts. He didn't eve check to make sure his fireplace is connected to the floo network. Getting cold, he decides he'd better get in the bed. Sirius slide between the sheets and is in heaven. He hasn't been this relaxed since Azkaban Prison. His head sink down into the down pillow. "Since this is your room, maybe you should turn the lights off." Sirius rolls over on his side taking in Marcella's scent. He only wishes Snivellus was a fly on the wall tonight. He would be insensed.

EmmaRiddle · 07-25-2005, 09:02 PM

She grabbed at her wand which was on the bedside table and swished it sharply, extinguishing the candles. "Night Sparks." she mumbled, drifting off slowly into an uneasy sleep.

*

For what felt like the millionth time, she relived past incidents in her mind. Having had time to brood on what had happened, the memories had become distorted. She saw her father and Snape standing above her, bearing down on her hand. Severus took Voldemort's wand and pointed it at her, a grin on his face. He wasn't even under the imperius curse. "I never wanted the brat anyway. Either of them," he sneered before muttering. A sheering pain ripped at her middle and she fell to the floor on all fours. When she looked up again, Snape began bearing down on her once more, his hands reaching for her neck. She pulled back, she tried to run away but she couldn't. She did the only thing she could do, she screamed.

Suddenly she awoke, cold sweat dripping from her face. Relieved it was just a dream but pained by the reality of the events, she sank back onto the bed, eyes wide open and didn't sleep for the rest of the night.

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