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EmmaRiddle · 03-23-2004, 05:17 PM

This is the official sequel to P&P. The majority of the 'old' characters know the storyline. I am afraid that no new characters are avaliable for this RP, so I am sorry but nobody new can join.

This wont be starting untill tommorow, but seeing as I had a title in my head, I sussed it would be best to open it now. Plus I would like everyone just to put up a brief character analysis and explain how their character/s have developed up to this point.

If anyone comes up with a better title, then tell me. I'd like everyone's thoughts on it, as i didn't really think about it much.

EmmaRiddle · 04-20-2004, 10:37 PM

Leaning into him, clinging to him like a child, she cried into his chest. Slipping her arms around his waist, she breathed in heavily, the damp smell of rotting dirt seeping through her nostrils, reminding her strongly of how, if anyone should be crying, it should be him. "I'm so selfish.." she muttered, her voices mumbled as her lips were pressed against his chest. "Here I am crying and you're the one locked up in this hell hole."

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 10:39 PM

Kristi took several deep breaths to attempt to calm her racing heart. It wouldn't do her any good to panic. "I'm not scared of you," she managed to say calmly.

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 10:41 PM

Snape held onto Marcella and kissed the top of her head. "I have nothing to cry about when you are here with me," he said, soothingly.

EmmaRiddle · 04-20-2004, 10:44 PM

"If you're not scared," he said, lowering a hand to her cheek, running the back of his hand alongside it, "then why are you shaking?" he asked, looking genuinely confused as he slipped a straying piece of hair behind her ear.

"But what about when I'm not," spoke the muffled voice. "What's it been like for you, I just cant imagine. Do you need to talk about it?" she asked, raising her head so that she were looking into his eyes.

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 10:50 PM

Kristi silently cursed herself and tried again to calm down but couldn't supress the shudder that went through her when he touched her face. "I don't know," she said, as she really couldn't figure out why she couldn't get her fear under control.

"I don't want to talk about it," Snape said, lowering his chin to his chest and closing his eyes. "It's enough that we've had this time together, now."

EmmaRiddle · 04-20-2004, 11:04 PM

"Of course you know." he spoke calmly, almost too calmly. With the back of his hand, he struck her, breathing rapidly, his chest heaving madly. "That's what you were scared of. That's what you wanted, that's what you expected. Well there, now you have it, I hit you Kristi. The big bad Darrin hit you, so," he snarled, taking her wrists in his hands, "what are you going to do now?"

"I want to know. I want to know about every breathing moment you've had without me. I want to be put through everything you've suffered so that I can understand and put my own problems into perspective. I dont care if it hurts me, talk to me Severus." she said, laying a hand on his sallow cheek.

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 11:16 PM

Kristi flinched as smacked her and was going to put her hand to her cheek when he grabbed her wrists. "I knew you were up to something with Marcella. I just knew it! You inflicted those injuries on Marcella, didn't you?" Kristi yelled at him. She knew it was the wrong thing to do but, she didn't care. She was so angry at herself for thinking that Darrin was just misunderstood because he was nice to her for a few hours.

EmmaRiddle · 04-20-2004, 11:20 PM

"How you could even say that...it sickens me..." he mumbled, his grip loosening on her wrists, as he fell beside her and sat up on the bed next to her. Circling an arm around her, placing his hand on the bed opposite the side of her other leg, he leaned closer and whispered, "I wouldn't hurt you or Marcella, not really. Believe it or not, I care about you too. You were justing getting hysterical, I needed to calm you." As he said this, he rested his chin on her shoulder, so that his eyes were looking up at her, his hand slowly rested on her thigh.

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 11:27 PM

Snape sighed and relaxed his hold on Marcella. "It's worse than anything your father has ever inflicted upon me. I sit here and relive all of the moments from when I was a faithful follower of your father. The things I have done... The only thing keeping me sane are the times when thoughts of you can break through the mist of the tortured screams."

EmmaRiddle · 04-20-2004, 11:31 PM

She was greatly disturbed by his words and she loosened her grip on him, color fading from her face, thoughts of whether he would have murdered, creeping into her mind. Putting on a false act, she joked, "I bet I can guess which thoughts you try and re-live the most, concerning me."

A part of her knew this was useless. She was worried and he would see that. If he could murder, what prevented him from harming her?

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 11:47 PM

Her heart was threatening to jump out of her chest and she felt sure she was about to start hyperventillating. If he thought she was getting hysterical before; she didn't know what this was that she was now. It took every ounce of her self control not to try and flee from the room. But, she was afraid of what he might do if she tried. And while this eerily calm and gentle Darrin unnerved her far more than the angry Darrin had, she thought maybe she at least had a chance to get away in one piece if she could keep him from getting angry again. "I'm... I'm sorry," she said in not much more than whisper while trying to keep eye contact.

Biochemkris · 04-20-2004, 11:54 PM

Snape frowned at Marcella's attempt at levity when she was so clearly disturbed by what he had told her. It deepened as he could not help but read her last thought: If he could murder, what prevented him from harming her? He shifted away from her and leaned his head back against the wall as he closed his eyes. "I told you before that this wasn't going to work between us. I thought you had understood what the mark upon my arm meant when you saw it. How foolish of me to think that you would draw the correct conclusions and still choose to be with me."

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 02:33 PM

"Prove it to me.." he whispered, an unsettling calm overcoming him, his face nearer hers than he thought she would've allowed, his lips laid on the side of her of protruding cheekbone.

"I always knew what you might've done, it just never occured to me that it might matter." she said, realising her words were far foolish than he had thought her to be. "You dont propose to suggest to me that you would hurt me? Do you?" she asked, taking his hands in hers, kneeling up untill she met his eyes, "Because I dont believe that for one second. And, I dont think you believe that either."

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 02:49 PM

"No, I wouldn't hurt you. But, I've done terrible things... I am capable of doing terrible things... Are you sure you could be with a nasty old man?" he asked as his thoughts started to become clouded once more by the dementors. They must be moving nearer to his cell.

Kristi froze, like a deer trapped in headlights, as Darrin drew closer to her. Finally, as she felt his lips upon her cheek, she lost it and pulled away. "Look, I'm sorry for saying some hurtful things to you but, you're really creeping me out," she shuddered.

"I think I'd be a lot more comfortable if you'd just let me have my wand back," she added, nervous of what his reaction would be.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 02:59 PM

Taking her wand from his pocket, but keeping it firmly in the grasp of his palm, he sat up on the bed and asked, "You said you're scared of me, Kristi, so then why are you trying to anger me?"

Feeling his muscles tense, a chill sprinting in through the gaps in the doors hinges, she sat nervously on his lap and let go of his hands. Pulling her own into her lap, she squinted up into the darkness, where she thought his eyes might be and asked quietly, "Does that nasty old man love me?"

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 03:20 PM

"I'm not trying to anger you," Kristi responded with a sigh. With questions like that she found herself becoming less scared and more frustrated. "I'm not that stupid to try and anger you. What purpose would that serve? You've already said you won't kill me and I can think of worse things you could do to me if I really angered you. True, you said you wouldn't really hurt Marcella or myself but, what exactly does that mean? No, I'd rather you remained unangered. My point being, if you really intended me no harm then, why would you take my wand away from me?"

It was stupid. She knew he would be angry with her response but, now she was just a little ticked off herself for him thinking that she was deliberately trying to anger him. How stupid did he think she was? And what was he up to anyway? She still couldn't quite figure out what it was he was after.

"Yes," Snape said and wrapped his arms about Marcella.

The screaming was slowly screeping back into his head and he buried his face in Marcella's hair as if to hide from it. Not realizing what he was doing, Snape gripped her tighter as the cell door opened and two dementors swept in.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 03:29 PM

"Have your bloody wand back then," he said, holding it out to her. As he watched her fingers almost clasp around the wood, he pointed his own wand toward the fire grate, lit a fire and thrust the wand into the flames. "If you want it so badly, go get it.." he said, turning from her and laying on the bed, a look of the deepest satisfaction on his face.

"Then we have nothing to worry about." she concluded, holding him tighter back as the memories of her father's words became branded on the inside of her eyelids. Feeling the prescence of the dementors, she defiantly stayed where she were.

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 03:50 PM

Snape loosened his grip on Marcella and looked down at her. "The appeal is today?" he asked in a distant voice. He continued before she could answer. "They must be here to take me to it."

Kristi reached out to grab her wand back from Darrin, pleasantly surprised at how willing he was to give it back to her, when he threw it into the flames. She immediately ran to the fire and went to grab the wand but, it was too late. Kristi stared as her wand disintegrated in the fire before her eyes. Anger was building inside her with every flicker of flame until she could hold it in no longer.

She got up and stalked over to where Darrin lay on her bed with a smug look on his face. Kristi wanted nothing more than to wipe that look right off his face. Before she knew what she was doing her hand balled up into a fist and she swung at him.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 04:34 PM

"I'm going with you." she said, more as a statement than a question, she however didn't look toward the Dementors. Clasping her hand onto his, she gulped and started definately toward where their eyes should be, if they had any.

At first, Darrin was rather amused at the angered look on her face. There was something about her and Marce that made them look rather cute when they were angry.

He smiled as she charged toward him, fully expecting her to shout, scream, yell at him and then leave frustratedly. Instead, he gaped as he felt the sting of her fist against his skin.

Angered, his jaw tensed as his eyes filled with rage. Snatching the fist that hung in the air from the aftermath of the punch, he pulled her, not quite sure of what he were going to do and thrust her onto the bed next to him. Seizing a tight hand around her throat, he seethed through his teeth, his eyes becoming fiery red with temper.

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 04:45 PM

ooc: ooo... I loved it! I was so surprised when I read he was giving it back and then... I had to read it over and over again it was so good!!!

Snape held onto her hand and used the other to turn her head away from the dementors and back to him. He laid a gentle kiss on her lips. "Thank you," he said, running his free hand through her hair before the human guards walked into the cell.

Kristi wasn't surprised when Darrin retalliated but, she was surprised at the fury in his eyes. She was the one whose wand was now nothing more than ash and all she had done was give him a little punch. He had no right.... Her hands grabbed at the hand that Darrin had clasped around her throat, digging her fingernails into his flesh as she kicked at him. Her vision was starting to get blurry and she knew she was going to pass out if he didn't let go of her soon.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 04:58 PM

She took an unsteady step backward as the men walked into the room. The last thing they wanted was for them to see the true meaning in their relationship, if anything that would make them less likely to set him free. Her left hand lossely still clinging to his, she turned to one of the ministry officials and spoke, "I'm coming too. Albus Dumbledore wishes it."

Darrin's hand flinched from her neck sharply as he felt her nails penetrating the skin and revealing bloodshot flesh. Cursing her, he clung to his hand and, after breathing a few heavy gasps to try and control the stinging pain, he witnessed the cuts heal themselves and, with a slightly bruised hand, he used the back of it to strike her back. Holding the hand she had punched him with, he held her down and reduced his voice to a whisper, "Dont Kristi, just dont. I dont want to hurt you badly." His voice seemed to change slightly as his eyes glowed red, but Darrin's thoughts were fully behind the words, "I dont want to hurt you." he said, trying to resist the murderous force inside of him, that was Voldemort.

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 05:09 PM

Snape saw the men nod and he stepped forward. He knew it was in his best interest to be compliant so, he said nothing as they took "necessary precautions" by binding his hands for the journey to the Ministry. It seemed ridiculous really, if they truly thought he was no threat and would release him, surely they wouldn't see a need to have him accompanied by two dementors. But, there was solace in the fact that they had not argued with Marcella about her coming to the appeal. Snape wondered if Kristi would be there, too...

Kristi remained very still after Darrin had struck her. She looked up into his eyes which were glowing red and gently put her free hand to his face. "I know," she said.

Kristi was surprised she had been able to supress her fury enough to think straight. She hoped her soothing gesture and and words would be enough to calm Darrin and remove that frighteningly murderous look from his face.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 05:14 PM

Flinching at the sight of the bound hands, she stepped into pace with him and tried to keep her sanity as she attempted to forge a connection between them. Struggling to keep her thoughts positive, in the happy-draining atmosphere of the dementors, she told him, mentally, "Kristi wont be. Albus said as few students as possible should attend. He doesn't want them getting the impression that you mean more to us than a just a teacher."

He found the tone and pitch of her voice, the touch of their skin together, calmed him. He felt the burning in his eyes trickle away, as a tightness that he had previously been unaware of, lifted from his chest. Lying back down on the bed next to her, his eyes slowly taken from her, he breathed uneasily, droplets of sweat dripping from his pasty face.

Biochemkris · 04-21-2004, 05:26 PM

Snape nodded in his mind to Marcella. "That's probably for the best. Do you have any idea of my chances?" he asked as they walked down the corridor and into a well-lit room containing several aurors. Snape recognized Shacklebolt but, didn't let his gaze linger on him long enough to judge what the man was thinking.

Kristi carefully got up from the bed, unsure of whether this was a good idea or not. Darrin had seemed to have relaxed but, he was pale and sweating, as if he was sick. Now wandless, she walked over to the small sink and wet a piece of cloth, taking it over to Darrin and placing it on his forehead. Kristi sat beside him on the bed and contemplated the events since his arrival in her room as she watched his labored breathing.

EmmaRiddle · 04-21-2004, 05:38 PM

"I know your release really depends on one witness turning up. I'm going to give evidence too..." she told him, not sure what he would say or think to that, but knowing he wouldn't sway her. "They may not think much of what I say, but I dont want to think there could've been more that I could've done to help you."

"Kristi.." he said, raising a hand to her chin, holding it lightly between his thumb and index finger. "I'm sorry..." he choked, as though it were a fight to even remove the words from his mouth. Coughing, he wavered a hand fro her to come closer and then whispered, "Kiss me. Dont ask, just do it." he spoke kindly, convincingly, sounding as though it were something he needed rather than something he just wanted.

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