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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.

Biochemkris · 08-09-2004, 10:21 PM

Snape stood over Marcella, worrying. He couldn't read her expression so, he settled for walking over to the bed, grabbing a blanket, and draping it over her. "What can I get you?" he asked, fearing this would just anger her further. He sighed; he should have known such a good start to the morning would only lead to disaster.

EmmaRiddle · 08-09-2004, 10:36 PM

"No, I just need rest," she said, a little less grumpily. "I didn't sleep much last night..." her eyes trailing away from where he could see them..."...for obvious reasons..." she finished, sounding almost as if she had something more to say but thought better of it before actually speaking. Choosing to stay silent, she curled even further into the material and sighed heavily. "I think I should rest before the ball later this evening. Somehow, I can tell it's going to be rather draining, on both of us.." she said, with heavy emphasis on the last few words, attempting graciosuly to fill her voice with what she hoped was compassion.

Biochemkris · 08-09-2004, 10:41 PM

"Yes, it will be," he responded, thoughtfully as he sat down in the chair across for her. "Would you like a draught to aid you in sleep?"

He felt rather useless just sitting around and wished he could do more for her.

EmmaRiddle · 08-09-2004, 10:44 PM

"You know..." she said, looking up, a small, smile creeping at the sides of her mouth, so small that if he blinked he might miss it, "You're good for things other than potions. You do have your other uses." She knew that he drastically underestimated himself emotionally, he held himself in little value and never really gave himself the praise he ought to receive.

Replacing the smile with a neutral stare, she added, "No, I don't think I need any aid; I'm exhausted. And, besides, last night we were both positively legless, drunk, taking a potion now would have dire side effects. You should know that."

Biochemkris · 08-09-2004, 10:48 PM

Snape had turned to look at the fire but, looked back at Marcella when she commented on him having other uses. Her face remained as impassive as ever. Without a word, Snape took out his wand, extinguishing the few lamps he had lit in the early morning light. The draperies still closed, the fire remained the only source of light in the room. "Very well," he said, leaning his head back against the chair, though his eyes remained open.

Biochemkris · 08-09-2004, 10:55 PM

Hearing the lock click, she turned and walked toward the Great Hall, her steps echoing in the empty corridors. She was first to arrive for breakfast so, she sat at the very end of the table, ready to make a quick getaway. Kristi served herself some toast, buttered it up, and began to take small bites, eating the crust first.

EmmaRiddle · 08-09-2004, 11:00 PM

Snuggling into the robe he had so willingly given her, she picked up its subtle scent and, closing her eyes in a fools contentment, she drifted off into an unrested sleep, twitching and turning every few minutes, murmurs escaping her mouth as she saw visions inside her eyelids that she would have preferred to have not ever seen.

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 12:42 AM

Snape was feeling rather protective. He sat across from Marcella, watching her fitful sleep, trying desperately to ease her dreams. But, it was no use, she had closed off her mind to him. Whether it was a concious effort or not, Snape did not know.

EmmaRiddle · 08-10-2004, 11:56 AM

A few hours later, she felt her sleep becoming disrupted so frequently that she surrendered to its will and awoke, thoroughly annoyed that her mind would not allow her to rest. Once again, Snape seemed to have slipped into aan easy sleep.

Jealous, unnerved by his peaceful stance, she muttered something she could not even understand herself and threw a pillow fiercely at him, so that it hit him in the face. She was not surprised in the slightest to see that he hadn't budged an inch.

Stomping up, tying the robe tightly, she shoved him on the shoulder and grumbled, "Get up! You've got class remember!"

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 01:17 PM

Kristi took her time eating breakfast while she perused one of her books. She was pleased to note that an hour later, there was still no sign of Nicholas. Perhaps she'd be able to make it all day without seeing him then, she wouldn't have to ask him to the ball and Marcella couldn't say anything about it because it wouldn't be her fault she didn't see him. She had put in an effort, after all, she had been sitting at the breakfast table for an hour.

Smiling, happily, Kristi sauntered out of the Great Hall and down the steps to the dungeons to collect her things for class. She figured she might as well go... Although, that would most certainly mean she'd run into Nicholas. Scrap that plan. Kristi decided to collect her things so she could hide out in the library, instead.

Snape felt something soft impound his face but, didn't move. Then, she shook him, grumbing at him and he slowly opened his eyes. "I know I have class," he sneered.

What, in Merlin's name, was her problem? Snape stood up and glared down at her, trying to decipher what it was she was thinking and decide how to calm her.

EmmaRiddle · 08-10-2004, 01:21 PM

Seeing him stare at her, she scoffed, "Staring at me wont help you dress yourself ready for class. Get moving.." she said, reluctantly leaving the room and laying back down on her bed, in Kristi's room. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she allowed all the pain caught up inside to appear on her face. Crying quietly, she pulled herself up, tried to pull herself together and donned her school things, feeling that she may aswell make the effort, for all the classes she hadn't attended.

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 01:26 PM

Snape saw Marcella out of the room and shook his head as the door shut behind her. He strode over to his cupboard, withdrew fresh robes, and put them on before walking down to his classroom.

Kristi arrived back in her room to see Marcella looking ready for class. "I didn't think you attended class," she said, reaching under her bed for her schoolbag. She stopped, her arm still under the bed, her expression softening, "Are you alright?"

EmmaRiddle · 08-10-2004, 01:33 PM

"I dont go to class." she corrected the girl firmly. "Dumbledore and McGonagall teach me, mostly. Your father taught me Occlumency while we were in hiding." Taking a short breath, convincing herself aswell as Kristi, she told her, "I'm alright, really. I'm fine. I just need some food in my stomach and some fresh air in my lungs and I'll be perfect."

Gathering up her satchel, she slung it over her shoulder, gave Kristi a small subtle smile and left for the great hall. Before she had a chance to sit, she was interuptted by another person, Nick, who appeared out of breah, red-faced and a little disorientated. Gladly distracted from her own troubles, she sat him down and asked what was wrong.

"Nothing...well nothing really," he replied, loosening his tie around his neck so that he could breath for the better. "It's just Pansy. Everywhere I go, she's there. Apparently Draco has higher standards these days and so now she's decided to attach herself to me. Only, I don't want to go to the ball with her. For obvious reasons.." he added afterward, his eyes averting, making sure Pansy did wasn't about to comr crashing into the hall, ready to pounce.

Making a note for myself to remember he's her half-brother, son of Voldemort mothered by Bellatrix.

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 01:39 PM

Kristi knew Marcella was lying about being fine and considered running after her but, she knew it wouldn't do any good so, she didn't bother. Instead, she filled her bag with books, hoping to get some actual studying done before she had to sit for those tests which really meant nothing to her, considering the fact she was pretty sure she'd end up living in seclusion for the rest of her life anyway. Sighing, she hoiseted her bag to her shoulder and began walking towards the library.

EmmaRiddle · 08-10-2004, 01:51 PM

Grateful to have someone else's problems to deal with, she suggested, "Why don't you ask someone else then? That way, when she asks, as it's inevitable that Pansy will find you, you can say you're already going with someone without having to lie about it."

He nodded his head and sat with one leg either side of the bench, looking as if he wasn't going to stay long in case Pansy did decide to search for him there. Nick glanced up at Marcella, who was downing a goblet of orange juice and mumbled, "I don't suppose I can take you. It might seem a bit wrong, you being my half-sister and all, but none of the other kids here know that."

Marcella almost choked on her juice as she heard Nick's awkward suggestion. Wiping at her lips with a napkin, she shook her head sharply, "No. Sorry, can't help you out. I'm...urrrm I'm already going with someone..." Before he had a chance to ask her who, she decided to jump in and say, "Why don't you ask Kristi, she's not gonig with anyone?"

He hadn't expected Marce to say yes to going with him. A girl as rumoredly evil and as beautiful as herself would undoubtedly have already sroted out a date weeks, if not months ago. He heard her suggestion and took his turn to laugh, "What? Snape's daughter!" he said aloud, rather too loudly.

She slapped him on the arm, scolded him and he instantly lowered his voice. Glowering, she uttered, "There's nothing wrong with her! Just because she's his daughter is no reason why you shouldn't offer. Besides, what other choice do you have? Pansy?" she asked, suggestively, knowing he'd hate her for being right.

"I suppose you're right," he gave in, with little reluctance, "But he'd positively kill me if I even so much as touched her!"

"I wouldn't worry..." she spoke, wisely, "He'll have enough on his plate, he won't be bothered if you decide to say, dance or do whatever it is you boys like to do with girls."

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 02:00 PM

ooc: "He'll have enough on his plate, he won't be bothered if you decide to say, dance or do whatever it is you boys like to do with girls."

I just loved that line, Em.

Madam Pince gave her that look she always did when she knew Kristi was supposed to be in class. However, she had stopped arguing with her after Kristi had gotten Dumbledore to speak with the librarian about special circumstances or something like that. She threw her bag down at her usual table and sat down. She took out her transfiguration book which seemed to have collected some dust under her bed and cracked it open. It was stiff, as if being opened for the first time and Kristi began to wonder if she had in fact made it to any classes at all this term.

EmmaRiddle · 08-10-2004, 02:10 PM

"Well....if you say so..." he replied, still a little unsure. "And you're right, I haven't really got any other choice. But won't she know that too? I mean, girls don't like that sort of thing, do they?"

"If you mean being asked as a last resort to escape a date with a pug-faced cow, then no, they don't like it. S you'd be wise if you took her something liek a present perhaps, to prove you actually intended to ask her all along."

"Good idea." he said, nodding as if taking all the information in. Before she knew it, he'd upped and got off the bench, determined to find her, when he doubled back on himself and said, "Oh yeah, I kinda need to know where she is, dont I?"

"You do.." she said, in amongst a few spits of laughter. She told him, "If she's not in Transfiguration, where, need I remind you, you should be too, then she'll be in the Library. Oh and uhhh give her these..." she said, taking a small bunch of daisies from the small vase in front of her, upon the table. "And be nice.."

"What do you mean, be nice? I'm always nice!" He smiled broadly and quickly left the room.

I thought, with her laughing, maybe it'd be a good time for Snape to walk in...see them laughing together.

Biochemkris · 08-10-2004, 02:16 PM

Having attended to his classroom and, having a little time left before class, Snape decided to grab a bit of toast in the Great Hall before teaching. He sneered at the sight that awaited him. Marcella was sitting at the Slytherin House table, conversing and laughing with Lestrange. So, it was just he who made her unhappy... Snape swept along the wall, making sure to catch Marcella's eyes, he was trying to glower at her, but he managed nothing more than a pained expression as he walked past and up to the Staff table.

Biochemkris · 08-11-2004, 02:53 PM

Leaning back in the chair, her wand sitting on the table in front of her, Kristi held her charms book in one hand, the transfiguration book tossed aside for the time being, while practicing wand movements with her other hand. The charm she was currently working on had a particularly tricky movement and she suspected she'd need to visit Professor Flitwick in his office to be certain she was doing it correctly; learning wand movements out of books was always tricky. The pictures were very helpful but, they were never able to tell you if you had mimicked it properly.

EmmaRiddle · 08-11-2004, 09:16 PM

As Snape walked into the room, almost brushing with Lestrange as he left, she felt his pained expression weigh down her previously light hearted laughter. She felt as if a stone had just dropped in her stomach, dragging down her guts inside and making her feel sick, a burning sensation creeping up her throat. Truth be told, she knew the sight of him reminded her of what this day, that night, represented.

Determined to overcome her fear of yet more hurt, she turned and drained the last of her orange juice from the Goblet before setting out of the room.

He hadn't realised, until he'd run so quickly that he came face to face with the door to the library entrance, how fast he'd been running. In fact, he had not noticed he'd been running at all.

Collecting himself, bewildered, as to why he was running to her, he put it down to his fear of being tracked down by the incredulous Pansy again and, shoving the door open, strutted into the room, exuberating confidence, taking Marcella's advice and clutching at the daisies tightly.

Biochemkris · 08-11-2004, 09:30 PM

Kristi looked up as she heard the door to the library open. She really should have gotten a seat towards the back of the library so, she could have avoided the distraction of the opening door. But, the noise was the least of her problems now because it was Nicolas Lestrange who had walked in. "Darn," she cursed under her breath.

She'd been hoping to avoid him so she could simply tell Marcella she hadn't seen the guy and therefore, couldn't possibly have asked him to go to the ball with her. Sighing, she lifted up her charms book and decided she would just have to lie. There was no way she was going to him.

Snape sat down at the head table and helped himself to some toast and juice. Most of the students in the hall eyed him, warily, but he paid no attention. He was too busy thinking about Marcella to notice, let alone, care. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly before taking a bite, vainly attempting to collect himself before he was required to go and teach.

EmmaRiddle · 08-11-2004, 09:37 PM

"I've got something for you..." he said, as he walked towards the desk at which Kristi were sat. He pulled out a chair and turned it around, sitting on it backward. He allowed the flowers to drop on the table in front of her, gently covering parts of the writing in the book she was reading so that she'd have no choice but to look or move the flowers.

"Wouldn't going to class be a better use of time than reading a book you should've read a few months ago?"

Annoyed, as she exitted his office, she kicked at a chair by the left side of the oak door, knocking it over and scaring a first year out of their wits, who was sat on the right side chair. She scowled and stalked off thoroughly ticked off with the headmaster for refusing to teach her that day because her mind would be too 'distracted'. What did he know?

With nothing to do until after morning break, when she had a session with McGongall scheduled, she headed down into the dungeons as the bell to signal that all students should be in first period, rang.

Biochemkris · 08-11-2004, 09:50 PM

Kristi stared at the flowers now laid upon her book for a moment before looking over at Nick as he started to speak. "What do you care if I go to class or not? If I'm not mistaken, you should be in class yourself," she said, eyeing the flowers again, confused. "What are those for? We don't have potions today."

Snape entered his classroom a couple minutes late to find it in chaos. Students were milling around everywhere, spells flying through the air, and the oblivious Gryffindors weren't even noticing the menacing professor in the doorway. "Fifty points from Gryffindor," he sneered over the din.

The entire class became instantly silent and Snape walked to the front of his classrrom. He turned, waved his wand at the board, and said, "Begin."

EmmaRiddle · 08-12-2004, 12:08 PM

"Flowers do come in useful for eventualities other than Potions, you know..." he said, smirking at her, his arms laid on the top of the chair, his chin on top of them.

"They're for you, stupid."

She walked past the dungeons various laboritories and classrooms and heard that he had already begun his class. Vying to go in, but not daring to, she chose to sit silently in his private quarters instead, milling through what should have been private stores of himself with Kristi and Kristi's mother. The images that waved up at her, only served to make her feel all the more like a home wrecker. A peace breaker. If ithad not been for her, none of this drama would be happening and their family would not currently be being torn apart.

Biochemkris · 08-12-2004, 01:01 PM

Kristi narrowed her eyes in suspicion. What was he doing, bring her flowers? "Thanks... I think," she said, sliding her wand off the table. "I'm not sure but, I think usually, when one brings someone flowers, one usually refrains from insulting the recipient... What do you want?"

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