we are a low word count, any level of experience rp set in harry's 3rd year at hogwarts. students and adults alike are welcome! given we are set fairly early in the series, everything that happens from this point on will be up to us! perhaps sirius black will be cleared and peter arrested, or perhaps something darker lurks in the shadows...
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 22, 2018 21:25:37 GMT
She rolls her eyes, laughs and shook her head, "Filch wouldn't place the blame on you though. Me? Fred and George? Yes."
"Listen, you silly werewolf," she spoke softly, releasing his hand to cups his cheeks in her hands and brush her thumbs along his cheekbones.
"I'm here for keeps. I told you, there's nothing you can say that will scare me off. I'm here, even though; I love you, all of you, baggage and all. I know what I'm getting into. I want you. I choose you. I wish you'd see that."
“Why of course, I’m just a perfect little angel.” There was a slight mischievous glint in his eyes when he said it. Truth be told, he always felt guilty if James and Sirius were to get detention, but he didn’t when he also was part of something – but at the same time he was fairly glad as he was worried things like that would get him kicked out of the school.
Quickly looking around to make sure no one was around to hear her call him a werewolf, he sighed in relief when no one seemed to be around. “You keep saying that but I still don’t understand why.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 23, 2018 18:53:01 GMT
She smiled softly, still holding his gaze. "I keep saying it because it's the truth.
When I say I love you, I mean all of you, just as you are. I love your silliness and your playfulness, how easily we can laugh at ourselves and at life. I love your courage and your strength.
I love you for the look you give me when you think I'm not looking - I've seen it, don't try to deny it. That look that holds so much more than what you're saying, what you want to say.
I love the way you love me, even though you're afraid.
There's so much more, that I wish I could put into words Remus Lupin... if only you'll give yourself chance to see that I am here, unconditionally. My heart pounds just the same as yours when we're together."
To punctuate this, she grabs his hand and unabashedly slips it under her top through the collar so he could feel the hammering there. Her eyes fluttering closed at the skin on skin contact. She had forgotten how alive she was feeling until that moment.
"I'm not going to run away, Remus. Ever. Not even at your worst. I'll keep saying it until you believe me. I want this. I want us. I want you."
His face blushed a deep red when she put his hand up her shirt, though he could feel what she was talking about – her heart was beating fast. It wasn’t because of fear, but because she felt what he felt right now – the love, the warmth, the want for the other. He swallowed looking at her, wanting to believe that was right – that he wouldn’t ever hurt her like he had hurt himself many times over. That he wouldn’t lose her like he did James and the other two (at least for 12 years regarding the other two).
“I – I’m afraid, Dora. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I’ve never felt so depressed when someone wasn’t around, wanted to spend every moment with them – the closest I had was a little crush on someone at Hogwarts. But this – what I feel for you is stronger than anything I’ve ever felt.” He swallowed again, his hand not moving from her chest, needing to feel that heart beating to assure him she was alive and right here in front of him. “You make me feel alive – you make me want to keep going. You make me willing to give up chocolate for you.” And that was really more than anything else he had said that last part. It was a really big deal for him.
“I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want you to get bored of me. But at the same time, I do because I know your life would be so much easier without me in it. I want to be able to provide for you. I want to be able to take care of you. I want to be the man you deserve. Dora I – I love you.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 24, 2018 2:54:32 GMT
Keeping his hand there, she linked her fingers with his, her hand resting atop his. She knew her hair was the bright pink it had been when she first realized how strongly she felt for him. Her hair and eyes tended to always match her emotions. Her eyes were a deep calming blue, like the ocean as she smiled, stepping forward.
"Now, I wouldn't go as far as saying there would be a need to give up chocolate..."
She laughed softly. "But you feeling alive, the want to keep going, that would be enough. I'm not going anywhere, and there's no way to get bored of you, Mr Marauder."
She lifted a hand to his cheek. "My life would be terrible without you, now that I have you. I haven't had this colour hair before."
She knew her heart sped up when he said those three words and knew he could feel it too, her emotions reflected in her eyes as a calming ocean turned to daytime sky, bright. "I know, Remus Lupin. And I love you, too. Just having you in my life, that is all I need."
He was smiling, looking at her hair for a moment and then back to her beautiful eyes. “I like this color. It suits you very well.” He places a kiss on her forehead, turning his hand on her chest around to grab hold of it and lowered their hands.
“So I can keep chocolate?” He asked this jokingly and took her free hand with his other hand and held them up so he could look at their hands laced together. “Why don’t we go in and have dinner. Maybe a little dessert if you still are up for it.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 24, 2018 3:24:32 GMT
"I was just thinking I was becoming fond of it too," she said, grinning at him.
Her eyes gave a mischevious twinkle and she squeezed her interlocked hands again, "of course, as long as I come with it."
She gave him a wink. "Dinner sounds splendid.... as does dessert... with or without chocolate?"
She laughed, pulling her wand from her coat, she gave her wand a swish, "expecto patronum!"
She had learned this messaging trick from Kingsley; it was rather nifty. She waited for her Patronus to form again, it still being that gorgeous wolf she was so fond of these days. She looked back a Remus, giving another wink before giving it the message of their dinner order and sending it off towards the Three Broomsticks.
"Should be here shortly. As long as they send someone quick..." she looked at him slyly. "Or if they don't, we can partake and a tad of desert beforehand."
With that said, she leads him over to the quaint little cottage, giving the door an alohomora spell to unlock it and pulled him inside.
It took him a few moments to respond, thinking over his words carefully before speaking them. After all, he didn’t want her to misunderstand – or for him to misunderstand his own intentions. “Whether chocolate is involved or not is entirely up to you, my dear.”
When she cast the patronus he tensed up a bit. While it was lovely that her patronus had changed, he hated his own patronus and seeing the mirror dancing in front of him and running off to put the order in, he felt a little bit uneasy. However, he was quickly distracted by her next words.
“We wouldn’t want to spoil our appetite, would we? Though a little… wouldn’t hurt… I guess.” His face was red with embarrassment as he said such things. I t felt forbidden, something he hadn’t really thought about and when he had, he never thought he could have fun in such a way, snogging, touching, more.
He took a quick cursory glance when the door opened and he entered, smiling at her. “It’s lovely. Almost as lovely as the resident.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 24, 2018 5:45:00 GMT
She smirked at him and gave him a wink, "mmm, is it really entirely up to me though?"
It was honestly nice how easy that Patronus was. She was never able to use the spell properly, even for the messaging trick and now... well, she had a very good happy memory. She just hoped it would keep.
She giggled. "I honestly wouldn't mind a little indulgence, personally."
She would pull him out of his shell eventually, with a little encouragement. She was sure he would eventually catch on, she could tell he had it in him, he had to, after hanging out this Sirius and James and the lot... though, she really enjoyed his shyness too. She smiled at his compliment, face pinking. The house wasn't much. She really didn't want to have to splurge on much for this, since she would be spending most of her time up at the castle. But she was glad to this option too.
She toed her boots off at the door and pointed her wand at the fireplace to get a fire going, then turning to Remus, "make yourself at home-" she gestured to the couch, which was cozy looking indeed. "I'll get some tea going."
Humming a tune, she vanished off in the direction of the kitchen.
Remus took a seat on a couch, his hands shaking a bit. Once he was sure she was gone, he flicked his wand once at the seat next to him and then quickly tucked it away. As soon as she sat on the seat, she would be stuck to it until a counter spell was used. His hands were shaking and a little bit sweaty as he looked towards the kitchen nervously and then standing up and pacing for several moments. He quickly took off his coat that he had on to keep himself warm in the cold outside since it wasn’t useful anymore and put it over the arm of the sofa and took a seat again. Alone in a girl’s house. And here he was, nervous and using a spell to make the couch cushion stick to her. Good job Moony. James would be so proud of you.
He pulled out his candy bar and started nibbling on it a little bit to help calm his nerves. Ah, it was so sweet. And then that image popped in his head and the calm disappeared, nervous once more. She was just so pretty, so amazing, so sexy – how could he not want her? But at the same time, the thoughts of taint kept spreading in his mind making him scared of his wants, scared of being with her.
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 24, 2018 20:27:39 GMT
There was a yelp followed by the sound of a teacup landing on a counter and a chorus of several well-chosen curse words. "Oh man! Chipped my favourite one... bullocks."
It was then she returned to the living room, tray in hands, laden with a teapot, cups, and the sort. She set the tray down on the coffee table before plopping down on the couch next to Remus, looking a tad bothered as she picked up the chipped teacup from the tray: a dainty little white thing with a blue design painted on one side, which now sported a nice sized chip on the edge. She pouted a little, before looking at Remus, a brow raising instantly.
Distracted from tea now, she wondered what got him looking so nervous. Oh! Right, they were alone, in her house. That would do it to anyone. Certainly not the fact that the moment she got up she would be stuck to the couch, which would most definitely put her off-kilter and.... provide some interesting results.
"You can relax," she said, busying herself with pouring the tea into each mug. "So how do you take your tea?"
Remus looked over and snickered hearing her curse when she had obviously chipped a teacup. She was amazingly clumsy and he found it adorable how she could be so great at fighting and magic and yet so clumsy.
“I like my tea in chipped cups.” He laughed slightly, his eyes just glancing at the cushion when she sat down, knowing in the inside what was going on but now showing any other outward sign of the prank he had played on her. He hoped she would find it amusing. Otherwise he would feel so bad for it… either way, he took in a deep breath looking to her.
“I’ve never been like this before, Dora. There’s no way I won’t be nervous. A pretty lady, alone, in her house, there’s all sorts of things that could happen that I’ve never done.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 25, 2018 4:44:01 GMT
She smiled softly at him, placing a hand on his knee. "I may have teased you a lot back there, but those things will only happen if you want them to. I'm content just to be with you until you've sorted that decision out for yourself. The chocolate and I can wait."
She laughed, giving him a flirtatious wink. "Speaking of wants... you've heard mine. How about you? What do you want of me?"
She was slowly sipping her tea, her eyes locked onto him, and eyebrow raising.
Oh, there it is. Remus took in a small breath, feeling her hand on his knee and smiling at the feeling of her against him. There were so many things he did want to do but he knew he couldn’t – things he wanted but also didn’t want in a way because of his own insecurities.
“What do I want?” He looked to the side, thinking for several moments deciding what would be the best way to phrase what was going on in his head. “I want… to do whatever would make you happy. I want to provide for you. I want… to make myself feel worthy of being with you – even if you might say I am, I want to convince myself of that. I want to be there for you when you need me. To make you laugh and feel loved. I want to finish that book I started the other day, though I hope to do that tomorrow in between classes. I want to stroke your hair as you lay on my lap and just stare into your beautiful eyes. I want to grow old together but still retain that childish spark. I want you to sit on my lap and lean against me while I hold your hand and I whisper sweet nothings in your ear. I want to love you to the fullest extent.”
Post by Nymphadora Tonks on Jul 25, 2018 5:18:29 GMT
She blinked twice at him, a lopsided grin on her face.
"You're off to a wonderful start, Remus Lupin," she said confidently, reaching out to brush her fingertips against his cheek. "The moments we've spent together so far, have been the best moments of my life. And I can't wait for what the future holds in store for us. But I know, as long as I'm with you, it will be beautiful."
For a moment, her mind latched onto the 'grow old together' bit and her mind drifted to the note and its odd heaviness about it. She had been pondering about it lately, every part of her wanted to open it. After I find Sirius; I'll open it, she had promised him.
She giggled, "and I would be more than happy to oblige in some of those wants, right now, if you'd like. Particularly the sitting in your lap one."
It was then there was a soft knock at her front door, perfect timing, now they would be left to their own devices without distractions. She moved to stand, which would have been a fluid movement, had the couch not seemed to have not wanted to let her go. She yelped, her own clumsiness getting to her and fell, into Remus.
For a moment, she was shocked, trying to process what just happened. She had stuck to her couch. There was only one culprit. Her eyes, a brilliant grin of mirth turned onto him. "Remus Lupin, I suppose we're starting that game now, hmm?" She pulled her wand from a pocket on her coat and cast the counterspell, her couch releasing her. In a way, she should've seen it coming, one of Hogwarts most notable pranksters was her boyfriend.
With a look of 'you're gonna get it now', she disentangled herself from Remus, going to retrieve their dinner and returned back to the couch, plopping herself right into his lap, as promised before starting to pull out the food items. It was Madam Rosmerta's famous stew, and...
"Hm. Looks like Madam Rosmerta knows my date, she's sent chocolate cake."
