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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 18, 2013 21:09:46 GMT -5
Having brains was a rare thing for a gryffindor to have. Sure, tons of gryffindors were well known for being great wizards and witches. All one had to do was open a history book to realize that many great wizards and witches came from gryffindor. However, some of them shared the same quality that the gryffindor house always appeared to have. That quality was the one where he or she would run into action. Run into action before thinking clearly through what could possibly happen. Most of the time, he would think things through before taking any actions. Probably a good reason as to why he didn't propose to Eden despite having been together for quite a few years. It was something that he wanted to fully think about before jumping into a commitment like that. Certain situations, he would think about before jumping into action. Such as a duel against any dark wizard or witch. There was only one situation where he would just act without thinking. That being any situation that involved Eden being hurt or even insulted. While he did just jump into action, he never would kill anyone. Killing was just something that he would never be capable of. Or perhaps he could be, he never really tried to kill someone before. Some called him selfless much like his aunt, not caring about his own well being and putting it before others. It was hard not to be selfless considering he had plenty of reasons to go after anyone that was complete garbage to someone or killed others for the joy of it. For example, his parents having not been in his life thanks to people, who loved to murder others for fun. During his years at school, he was considered a hell of a dueller. The dueling club was still in effect at the school to ensure students would always be prepared, if another dark lord came along. It also prepared any students that wished to be aurors when they grew older. Taking care of a bloody asshole for Eden after facing so many dark wizards and witches over the years? It would be cake. Noah hadn't noticed the man in the window of the house. If she hadn't mentioned a him then he would not have known about the guy at all. In the minute that she had, Eden explained what she could to him. Against that tree, his eyes certainly darkened. Furious was the understatement of the year. The bruise was the mark of abuse, not something that you would get from bumping your arm into something hard. She was trying to have him believe her about the arrangement between the two not being real. The arrangement was made by her father. She also was trying to make him believe that she wasn't playing him at all. Though still another man was involved, something that he would not have wanted to have gotten involved in. If she had just mentioned her father, he would have had a nice chat with him. Though when she showed the bruise, his anger was no longer on her father. No, it was onto the man that had bruised her. When she had taken a step back, he didn't leave her as he had been wanting to do previously. Instead, he was making his way to the house. Already, his wand was out though even without it, he would have been fine. It only took her a second before she had caught up to him. Her footsteps were quick, not soft on the ground as a girl's feet usually were. It even sounded like the bottom of her shoe scraped along the ground from her hastiness. She grabbed a hold of his hand, tugging him back. He turned slightly in her direction and even stopped when she said to wait a minute. Noah only shook his head and kept walking in the direction of the house. When he had his mind set on something, he wasn't one to listen much for excuses. Excuses as to why he shouldn't have done certain things in his life. Had he listened to excuses then he would have not become the person that he had become. In fact, he would have been quite a boring person that sat home, watching muggle basketball games. Despite the broken state of their relationship, it was still her. This meant that he wouldn't just let some bruise pass by him as if it was nothing. With another tug on his hand, he slowed up his pace as she started to talk about the man that had hurt her. She pointed out that she knew what he was capable of though she didn't want him to get hurt. Noah said, "No, you don't. I'm not just that sixteen year old that could flip someone upside down. Not even that nineteen year old that couldn't handle anyone trying to get into my head." It sounded a bit harsh to point out even more things he had managed to do without her. To even point out that she didn't know what he was capable of. However, it was the truth or so he made it seem like. The two had never met before, so he had no idea what the guy was capable of. The only thing was that he had probably met guys and girls previously like the guy, no different. It was evident that the guy didn't have a heart, if he could hurt a woman. She brought up that he could kill him and then let go of his hand. Noah said nothing since he really wasn't concerned about the possibility, after all it wasn't like a green flash hadn't been sent his way before. She brought up that the little bruise was just the tip of the iceberg. Noah looked back at her and only a small laugh escaped his mouth. Not the fact that she had been hurt, but mainly because the guy. Yeah, he wouldn't want to deal with Noah at all. Though he stopped walking all together when she brought that things would only get worse for him and that she couldn't leave. Perhaps, it would have been best to think things out before walking towards the house. Nevertheless, the two had made it up near the door. Before he could say anything to reassure her, the door opened. Her eyes were watering, a rare sight to see. A even rarer site was the figure in the doorway that stepped into the light. If anyone was in the worst pain, it would have been Noah's wand which had a death grip on it. Despite the grip on his wand, he managed to appear quite calm. Certainly, he was not the type to turn bright red or anything, if he was pissed. It took a lot from him to not just fire a spell on the guy. The russian man mentioned his name, obviously having heard of him. A look was worn on his face, one that would quickly disappear. Noah took a slight bow and said, "That would be me." His own face had a smile, a fake one obviously. Okay not really, inside he was finding the guy's accent to be quite hilarious to hear. Noah asked, "You must be the douche bag, correct?" Noah's own tone was a mimic of the russian accent. Anything to keep his mind off of Eden for the time being even if it meant pissing him off. He said, "It's a shame, you guys are the biggest country yet hardly matter in the world. It's as if you're quite small..." The comment that Noah made was more directed towards the man than the country. A comment that perhaps only Eden would understand at first then block head would understand. Perhaps even throw a hissy fit. Not that it would be of much help when Noah was prepared with his own wand.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 18, 2013 23:01:27 GMT -5
He had actually managed to mutter words that hurt her. Eden took a step back as if she had been burned, shutting her mouth immediately. She wiped at her eyes quickly, glancing away from him. "Right." He had obviously changed in that way, it only made sense. To hear the way he had said those words, though...it stung. She had this image of him in her head this entire time, one that was no longer real. It had been him before she had left- happy, carefree, loving. Those feeling had been replaced by others as time and distance had grew between them. Eden felt like she no longer knew him in a sense. But really, she didn't really know any of the people she hadn't seen in six years. That thought made her cry. Not sob, but cry quietly. Why did she come back? It was obviously appearing to be a big mistake. This is why those old memories haunted her. Noah didn't know who Alek was or what he looked like. He looked like a typical Death Eater, minus the fact that he wasn't actually one. He was tall, about 6'2", with dirty blonde hair that reached his shoulders. He wasn't ugly, but he looked rough in all of the ways that weren't typically attractive to woman. His eyes were pale blue, but looked empty- emotionless; they were haunting. Eden continued explaining her reasoning, despite the setback. She mentioned that he was dangerous and that Noah didn't know what he was capable of. When she said that the bruise was the tip of the iceberg, he actually laughed. Eden looked at him wide-eyed, unsure of he was laughing at her being hurt or some other reason. Lowering her eyes, her mind was flooded with confusion. That is, until Alek had appeared in the doorway. Eden felt her chest constrict, not ready for the encounter at all, despite Noah being with her. Alek appeared almost cordial, but she knew that he was fuming. He knew all about Noah, even though Noah had never met him. Alek made sure to point out that he knew who he was, to which Noah quipped back like a smart ass. She wasn't surprised. Eden had to bite back a small laugh at Noah's terrible fake Russian accent. It was a bit ridiculous, but it was supposed to be. He then made a comment about the size of Russia, but it was obviously meant to insult his manhood...which it did. Eden replied first, keeping close to Noah. "Oh, I wouldn't really know about that, considering I've never been a willing participant." Her eyes could have burned a hole through Alek. His face turned a bright red before she noticed the little veins in his neck. He was pissed. "Shut your fucking mouth. I like you better when you don't talk." Eden's face paled. It wasn't entirely rare in the past for him to give her a blow to the head, rendering her unconscious, and...well, taking advantage of her. She wanted this conversation to end. Reaching forward, he grabbed her arm, jerking her towards him. "Thanks for returning her to me." he spat, holding her arm tighter, resulting in a small groan out of her. "Let me g-" Before she could finish what she was going to say, she was shoved harshly out of the way by Alek. He had actually lunged towards Noah. He had a crazy look in eyes, one that she had definitely seen one too many times. "I've been waiting for the day that I could knock your fucking teeth out!" In a second it seemed, his wand was drawn, too. He had sent a spell hurtling towards Noah, hitting him in the arm. She may have been a hardass Slytherin in school, but after what that man had put her through, she honestly felt hopeless. "You wouldn't like her very much if you knew the ways I defiled her." Alek had grabbed Eden at his point, digging the tip of his wand in her neck. He had a crazy smile on his face, looking at Noah, egging him on. "You should hear the sound she makes when she begs me to stop. It's beautiful, really." Eden was crying, pleading. This wasn't how the night was supposed to end. She didn't want to hear any of this, let alone have Noah hear it. "Ah, it sounds a little bit like that. More...throaty, though." She wanted to die. She literally wanted him to just kill her and end it all right now. He dug the wand a little deeper, making her quiet. The pain was intense, but nothing she hadn't dealt with before. She focused her watery eyes on Noah and then on his bloody arm. She couldn't tell by looking at it if he had been badly hurt, but the spell Alek shot at him had obviously done something. Eden looked at him again, muttering that she was sorry. That earned a laugh out of Alek. He grabbed her chin with his free hand, taking his eyes off of Noah for just a moment. "I don't remember telling you that you could speak again." And then, all hell broke loose.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 18, 2013 23:59:59 GMT -5
Certainly, Eden had never mentioned the reason why she could not contact him. He had an idea of Eden. The girl that could have gotten away with sending him a letter or something. Afterall, she was the girl that became more wild thanks to him. That meant that she could probably get away with something even under the watchful eye of her father. So, in a sense, he was indeed still frustrated with her. Though in that moment, his anger was most likely displaced onto her in that moment. Something that rarely happened between the two, obviously or they would have broken up long before they had left Hogwarts. Distance and time along with perhaps the two maturing, had changed how the two took to things. Despite the differences, the two could still tell what the other one would do. Did Noah know that she would try to convince him not to get involved? Yes. It was often that she would try to convince him not to defend her honor or anything in school. It was perhaps along with the idea that he should focus on studies, that his aunt had him kicked off the quidditch team. The fact that he was pretty willing to get into anyones face, if they offended or insulted Eden. He had never bothered confronting people until he was given a reason to. The reason being Eden. Other girls that he had been with, he'd defend them though not as fiercely as he would defend her. She always tried to convince him not to get involved just because she cared for him. She didn't want to see him get hurt over something as silly as a guy insulting her. Now, he did not go around punching any guy that insulted her. Instead, he would calmly ask the guy to apologize. Sometimes, it would work. Sometimes, the guy would make the first move. In this case? Apologizing wasn't even an option in this case, not at all. When Alek had opened the door, Noah got a good look at him. He looked like a death eater though none of them were out and about anymore. Atleast not any known ones given the fact that Harry Potter had been killed recently. However, his accent said otherwise. He was not from England at all, being from the country known as Russia. Having never been there, Noah had only heard the accent a few times in person. Had this been a situation where it was nothing serious, Noah wouldn't have said anything in the smartass way that he did. However, this was something serious. Something that made Eden a target, if he didn't make himself one. Not that he wasn't from the moment that Alek saw the two walking together. The comments were just to make Alek more angry at him, all the anger to be directed at him. Atleast, that is what Noah wanted. After his comment about size, Eden replied after him, keeping close to him. His eyebrows perked up a bit as if questioning what she meant. Though he knew what she meant when she said willing. It was just hard to believe that someone would do that to her, of all people. Not that it was an acceptable thing to do anyone just if you had asked sixteen year old Noah, he certainly wouldn't have seen any of that in her future. Alek's face turned a bright red followed by veins, his anger increasing the more that the two stood where they had been standing. Neither of them had made a step towards him. Before Noah could even react, the russian grabbed her by the arm. He spat out words and then shoved Eden out of the way. Within a matter of seconds, Noah's own wand had a spell of its own firing out towards Alek. The color of the spell being a light purple which conjured chains at the man. Unfornuately, the spell missed as Alek used a counter spell. The curse that followed was a shade of red, resembling the cruciatus curse. Luckily for Noah, he had moved out of the way in time before the curse had hit him. Another curse was hurtled though this time it was from Noah's wand to Alek. Not any of the three unforgivable curses, but rather the blasting curse. Had it hit Alek, everyones problems would have been solved except for the tiny problem that Alek would have blown into pieces. Before Alek could recover, Noah used a disarming spell which sent the russian onto his back. The disarming spell was not just any spell, but rather one that had managed to cut Alek across the face. Just when it appeared Alek would hopefully be done for a second, it was an incorrect assessment of the situation. Despite being hit with the spell and knocked back, his wand hadn't fallen away from him a far distance. It was then that he began to trash talk and managed to hit Noah with a curse, hitting him in the arm. Having seen his wand fall out of his hand, Alek appeared to return his attention back to Eden. Despite being hit by the curse, that didn't keep Noah down and he was back to his feet. His wand was still at his feet though or so Alek thought. Considering the darkness outside, Alek was fairly certain that Noah's wand was still on the ground. He grabbed Eden and started to dig the tip of his wand into her neck as he spoke about how he defiled her. In Noah's own eyes, there was certainly pain from the cut to the arm along with anger still showing. He clearly was not enjoying the fact that Alek took pride in defiling a woman. However, he didn't move to run to Eden's rescue. Not yet. The arrogance in Alek would cause a mistake to happen, a mistake that Noah could take advantage of. Eden had looked over at him, looking for help and perhaps still feeling concerned about him despite her current predicament. She muttered that she was sorry to him though Noah did not reply back to her. Why? Alek had made his mistake. He had grabbed Eden's chin with his free hand, taking his eyes off of Noah. It was then that hell broke loose. Taking his wand out of his back pocket, he hurled another disarming spell. A red one, quite an obvious one, if anyone knew the spell Harry Potter used. The spell hit Alek and didn't even touch Eden just as Noah had aimed for. Alek was knocked back yet again though this time, he didn't get the chance to get back up. Instead of a spell or curse coming his way, Noah was on him, a punch heading towards him. Using the arm that was not bleeding, he hit Alek in the face multiple times. Perhaps, too many times. Way more than he would have hit someone, if they had tried to do anything to hurt Eden. Just when he thought that Alek could've been knocked out, he went to punch the russian again. This time, Alek moved his head out of the way and barely made it to his feet. His own face was certainly covered in blood. When Noah's hand had made contact with the ground, he let out a slight shout considering he had just punched the ground. Having gotten to his feet, Alek snatched up his wand from the ground and only gave a deadly look to her. A look that promised that he would be back for her at some point. Before he left, he kicked Noah in the stomach hard before apparating away. Despite looking like hell himself, he had managed to make a scary ass russian run away with his tail tucked between his legs. It was probably a good thing that he had been the sober one out of the two.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 19, 2013 1:43:26 GMT -5
With the wand digging into her throat and his hand clutching her chin, she closed her eyes. This had become the worst possible senario. Noah was hurt and bleeding and her pride was shattered into a million pieces. She never wanted him to hear a sembalance of what Alek had done to her. But then again, she didn't think she'd get to see Noah again. Previously, the had muttered that she was sorry to Noah. She was sorry that things had gotten to the point that they were. She was sorry that she was part of the reason this was happening right now. Sorry was covering too many things that had happened over the past six years. In that moment, however, Noah reacted to Alek's one mistake- taking his eyes off of him. Eden opened her eyes as she heard the spell leave Noah's lips, quickly moving to get out of the way. The events that played out after that seemed like the were in slow motion. Eden watched, gripping her arm, as Noah lunged towards Alek- absolutely beating the shit out of him. His face looked grotesque with the amount of blood that was appearing from his nose and mouth. He deserved every hit he took, though. The things that he had done to her...he'd gladly do them to someone else. It was sickening. In a moment, Alek had moved away from Noah, causing Eden to move back. Noah's hand must have hit the ground because the sound that he made sounded painful. The look that he gave her when he stood up was chilling. She knew exactly what it meant and it wasn't anything good. Waiting until her vanished in a moments notice, she moved quickly to Noah's side.
To add insult to injury, Alek had kicked Noah when he was down. However, Eden would have to say that Alek got the worst of it (without a doubt)...which he deserved. The tears on her face were dry, now, replaced with a worried look. She never worried about herself...not enough, at least. This is what she had been afraid of all along. Kneeling down next to him, she cupped his face, looking it over before lowering her eyes to the gash on his arm. Eden bit her lip, then. This would be the first time she had spoken since everything went to shit and she wasn't about to say anything about herself. "We might need to go to St. Mungo's...I'm a good healer, but your arm...the cut looks deep." Eden let out a small breath. This was so crazy. None of this should have ever happened. Her own skin was bruising, but it didn't compare to what had happened to him...because of her. "Let me see your hand," she finally said, but she didn't wait for him to show her. Instead, she reached for it, holding it gently with her own two hands, inspecting it. Luckily, it just looked bruised, but she'd be able to tell after the swelling had gone down. "I bet you're glad you ran into me tonight, huh?" She laughed dryly. This wasn't how he thought his night would end, either, there was no question about it. "Are you okay to stand up? Let's go inside, I'll be able to see your arm better."
Eden's home was very nice and quite modern...again, nothing like her taste. There were many things in boxes still, obvious of the move. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to take herself out of the situation entirely. "I'm sorry you had to hear those things..." Eden murmured finally as she searched through boxes for gauze and a potion to clean the wound. She appeared anxious, but exhausted. She didn't feel tired, but she was worn down. So much had happened. Eden made her way back towards Noah, her eyes focuse on his arm. As long as she stayed on task, she wouldn't have to think about what had been said or done. "This is going to hurt like a bitch." She warned, but she didn't give him the time to prepare himself. Pouring the clear liquid into the wound, it made a fizzling sound until she could hold gauze over it- biting her lip. Reaching for her wand, she began muttering a spell to close the wound. If she hadn't of been hurt so many times, she wouldn't have known it. Guess that was one good thing that came out of all of this. When she was finished, she gave a tiny grin- satisfied with her work. However, it vanished quickly. "Do you want me to get you ice or anything?" Eden finally looked at him, then. "I don't know what the fuck I'm doing right now. You can go home if you want to." It wasn't said in a rude or mean manner- she actually didn't know what they were doing...how they were supposed to act, now. Eden ran a hand through her hair, moving to look in a mirror to inspect her neck. A bruise was evident, but not nearly as bad as how her arm was going to end up looking. This was a disaster and she had no one to blame but herself.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 19, 2013 3:00:22 GMT -5
If there was one thing that made Noah good at dueling, it was picking up on other peoples mistakes. There was always a chance of someone making a mistake in a duel. An arrogant person especially would make mistakes in a duel. They always thought that they were the best. They could never get defeated for any reason. However, their arrogance would be the flaw in them that would allow him to win most duels. Considering Eden was in slytherin when they were in school, he mostly had the pleasure of dueling slytherins. Alek had a mistake when he had taken his eyes off of Noah for a short period of time. In that short period of time, Noah had managed to get the upperhand over Alek. Having heard enough of what Alek had done to Eden, he had ended up resorting to physical violence over a spell or curse. True, a spell or curse could have done perhaps much worse to the douche compared to a punch. However, the punches were physical much like the bruise that he had seen on Eden from the russian. The punches were quite fast and multiple considering he was not wearing a ring. Nor was he the most athletic guy, literally he was just skin and bones. It was during this rage that Alek managed to move his head to the side causing Noah's hand to hit the ground. Due to how fast he had been hitting Alek when his hand hit the ground, it hurt like a bitch. Alek managed to shove Noah off of him and stood up. He could have used the killing curse right then and there on him, but had decided against it. The very reason being that the look in his eyes to Eden. The fact that it would be far from over for the two of them. With that, Alek had apparated away though not before kicking Noah in the stomach. In a matter of seconds, Eden was by his side. Most people would have said that Noah had lost the duel judging from the look of him compared to moments ago when he looked completely fine. The guy that had been promising girls to take his shirt off. However being an auror had its limitations. Specifically on truly winning a duel when a deranged lunatic is hurling unforgivable curses left and right. It was looked down upon, if an auror used an unforgivable curse even if they were threatened. In this case though, it could be said that Alek had lost. For the reason that he was bloodied and had given up fairly quickly when he could have tortured the two to the point of insanity. Eden's hands were on his face, looking over his face. Everything was fine with his face unlike his arm and hand. When her hands moved from his face, he sat up as she looked over his arm. Noah hadn't even taken a look at his arm since it didn't bother him. Well not nearly as bad as his hand was bothering him which had actually caused him to shout out in pain. He had been through worst in even auror training, so it felt like a part of the job. The only difference was this time he had defended himself against someone for the sake of Eden. It could have been none of his business since they had been separated for six years. However, no matter what he would, there would probably always be a part of him that looked out for him. His eyes weren't even looking at her because he was lost in thought, in silence. Noah kept thinking about what Alek had said about what he had done to her. There was clearly more to the story that he did not know about from the course of six years. Certainly the biggest question in his mind was why she would stay with someone, so abusive? The unbreakable vow must have had certain terms to it that she did not want to see broken. Eden spoke up that they should take a trip to St. Mungo's. He said, "Nonsense. You can just heal it. It's not a big loss, if a tattoo is ruined by a little blood." Eden was worried where as he was calm. From being around his aunt taught him one thing, it was to never worry too much over small things. A cut arm was not a huge deal to him then again most things, he was calm around. She grabbed a hold of his hand, taking a look at it. He slightly winced when she had moved it considering it was certainly the most painful injury that he had at the present time. Of course, the kick made him feel terrible though his hand bothered him the most. She mentioned the two of them running into each other. Noah said in his own dry tone, "You know it probably would have happened, had I continued drinking anyways." By that, he meant that he was an annoying drunk from what people told him. He would go around bothering just about everyone with a loud, obnixious voice. Sometimes, he would end up in fights even and barely won those due to him not being sober. Eden had asked if he was fine to stand up. Noah said, "I'm not gonna let a gi barbie keep me down, I am after all scottish." Given the long blonde hair, Noah had settled on the nickname of gi barbie for the man. In response to her asking if he could stand up, he had even managed to stand up on his own. He certainly favored his left arm which had been hit by the curse from Alek. It was slightly bent over his stomach considering he had also been kicked there. As soon as they had walked into the home, Noah wanted to leave. It did not feel like a welcoming home at all. Six years ago, at his apartment, there had been pictures hung up of the two. Not every picture was them, but there was still some. This home? It had some pictures of the russian though no pictures of Eden. There was still boxes laying about, proving that she had just moved back to town. The sight of the boxes made him feel a bit stupid for being so harsh on her earlier about writing. Eden mentioned the things that he had heard as she searched through the boxes. He said, "Don't apologize for anything that he said or did tonight. If anything, I should be the one apologizing for following you home..." If he had not followed her home though, he perhaps would not have discovered the truth at all. The truth as to what was going on with Eden. His hazel eyes watched her as she looked through the boxes, finally finding what she had been looking for. He didn't even wince when she poured the clear liquid into the wound. Sure, it hurt though he wasn't going to show that. The whole situation was still slightly awkward given what was said by the douchebag and what had been happening before between the two. Eden used a spell to close the wound which wasn't entirely healed, but it looked a lot better than it had before. Having grabbed his wand previously when he had been outside, he put it into his pocket. Eden finally at him, asking if he needed ice before stating she didn't know what she was doing. She even told him that he could go home if he wanted to. Home for him was a home in Godric's Hollow, a home which he hadn't had before when she had been with him. A home that no longer had the pictures of them hung up since they were packed away. The home had a mess in it considering he was always busy though it was welcoming needless to say. Eden had moved to look in a mirror to inspect her neck, running her hand through her hair. Noah had said nothing to her just yet, thinking of how exactly to respond to her. He walked up behind her and lightly grabbed her arm to turn her around to face him. It was in that moment, that he kissed her softly on the lips. It was nothing like before which had been a desired moment between the two, it seemed. As soon as it had started, it had ended in fact. The kiss had been more of a distraction if anything for the two to forget about the gi barbie, atleast for now. Noah said, "I'm not leaving here without you being safe. So, you can choose. Come with me or I can have as many aurors as needed around here for you." He hoped that she didn't take it as the two of them getting back to what had been before. It was merely him looking out for her, so she wouldn't get hurt because of anything that he did. He said, "Or if you want, we can even go back to the pub and supply girls with no brains." The suggestion was merely because of the previous good time that the two were having compared to the present time. Yes, it could be considered a good time despite her not wanting him with either of them. Though considering the state they both were in, it perhaps would have been better to have stayed home. Just certainly not in Satan's dungeon.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 19, 2013 22:15:59 GMT -5
Eden was tough. After all, she was in Slytherin for a reason. Of course, there was a certain percentage of them that were cowards, but Eden wasn't raised that way. She had a good head on her shoulders and she knew how to defend herself. During school, at least, after she had started seeing Noah, no one really tried to mess with her. When they did, well, that was another story- it never ended well for them. Eden was rarely worried about her own safety. She was always concerned about the people she considered to be close- Noah included. Her worst fear was something bad happening to him. She would often try and interfere if Noah somehow got into an argument over something involving her. However, what was going on with Alek, made her feel defenseless. She knew what he was capable of and it made her weak. It wasn't a feeling that she liked very much, especially when it also involved Noah. She shouldn't have walked over to his table. If she hadn't have acknowledged him, none of this would have happened. It made her incredibly angry at herself, knowing that all of this could have been avoided.
Noah didn't know most of the story still, which was unsettling. If he did, he'd understand why she had been away this entire time. Why she hadn't contacted him. Why she had stayed with someone that was so abusive. It certainly wasn't because she didn't want to. It was the complete opposite. As part of the vow, he father threatened Noah's life. She knew that he'd keep that part of it, too. Well, he had no choice. It worried her even more, now, because of what had happened tonight. Was Alek going to go report to her father? Probably. Was he going to come back for her? Definitely. He'd make her life even more of a living hell. She'll be lucky if she's even allowed out of her room. When she mentioned them going to St. Mungo's, she wasn't surprised when he said no. Of course he didn't want someone certified to heal, to fix up his arm. Eden sighed, murmuring, "How did I know that you'd say something like that?" A small grin appeared at the mention of his tattoos, however. "I don't know, it'll make that tiger look a little more badass." Referring to the small scar it was bound to leave. She was pretty good at changing the subject when she wanted to be.
She mentioned if he was happy that she ran into him. Of course, she meant it sarcastically, considering what had happened. However, he replied with something that wasn't as sarcastic- containing validity. "That's true...You're a pretty big dumbass when you're drunk...no offense." She smirked slightly, but only for a moment. She still felt responsible for what happened. She scoffed at his next comment, biting back a laugh. "Mighty Scotland...as for GI Barbie, I think he'll be out of commission for a bit. Not long enough, though." She bit her lip, ending with that. Eden watched as he stood up, noting that he was still holding his stomach slightly. It made her frown deepen. She tried to to watch as he looked around her home. It wasn't really her home. Unless you went into her room, you'd never know that she lived there. It was all very sterile and lifeless. She apologized to him, then. She never wanted him to hear those things. "If you wouldn't have, all of this still would have happened. You just helped lessen the blow." She bit her lip. "I still didn't want you to hear those things. Hearing them myself...made me feel even more disgusting." Wasn't that the truth.
She could feel his eyes on her as she was looking through the boxes. It didn't make her uncomfortable, he could never make her feel that way. So much had happened tonight, though. Silence wasn't necessarily a bad thing. After fixing up his arm, not getting a response, she moved over to look in the mirror at her neck. To someone else, all of this would be shocking. Considering that this happened more often than not, it wasn't. Eden's dark grey eyes connected with his hazel ones when she saw him coming up behind her. Feeling his arm on hers, turning her around to face him, she was shocked by what happened next. He had kissed her. It wasn't heated like it had been before, but there was something there, like unspoken words. As soon as it had happened, though, it was over. Neither of them moved away, him speaking in a softer tone, instead. He wasn't going to leave her alone, that was a given. He gave her options to chose from, all sounding much more appealing than were now. "I don't want to be with anymore strangers." She said simply, which pretty much got rid of all other options he mentioned. "I want to go with you." Eden said after a moment, looking up at him.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 19, 2013 23:05:00 GMT -5
The story of what had happened over the past six years had been painted vividly by Alek, for sure. While, Noah was out achieving multiple things dealing with his career, she was in a home. A home with a man that mistreated her terribly, keeping her from her dream of being a lawyer. The rest of the story involving the terms of the vow and why she had not tried to contact him, those parts were left out. Judging from Alek's voice, Noah figured that she must have been in Russia the whole time that she was gone. Certainly he could have thought that had he looked more for her, he would have found her one way or another. However, he didn't know of the circumstances which was perhaps why he didn't look for as much as he should have. Something that he would be kicking himself for, for a long time surely. Had she never acknowledged him at the pub, it was bound to be him that would have found her. Considering, he had not planned to be with the three girls the whole time. With their past of defending each other, getting a cut on his arm was no big deal. Due to their age, it was probably the most severe thing out of the other times which were minor duels. However, it still wasn't a big deal since it was to be expected when defending someone from a lunatic. Plus, if he had a choice to defend her or have walked away, he would have done it all over again. She had mentioned for them to go to St. Mungo's, a place that he rarely visited even as an auror. Of course, he had rejected the idea of going there. The last time he had been there was for a pretty bad cruciatus curse that he had managed to get hit with. Certainly it was not a place to go to when that memory was still fresh in his mind. She mentioned that she knew that he would say something like that. A small grin appeared on her face when he mentioned his tattoos. A grin was much better than the fear that he had seen on her face when Alek had been there. He said, "Well in order for that to work, there would have to be blood there twenty four seven. Then he'd be the ultimate badass." It was clearly a joke to him about there being blood there twenty four seven. Ultimate badass? Perhaps since he didn't think of himself as a badass even with so many tattoos. Noah said, "I take it with pride just means I know how to have a good time." He had a smirk on his own face. If there was one thing that he had in common with just about any guy that was his age, it was the fact that he knew what a good time was. That meant a drink or two for the night. Not really caring about whether he made a fool of himself or not in front of everyone else. Eden spoke again, this time about the man that Noah had just referred to as a GI barbie. She mentioned that he would be out of commission for a bit though not long enough. The smirk left his face then as he just thought of the next time. The next time that he would most certainly kick Barbie's ass again. He said, "Well before he returns, first thing we're doing for fun is throwing that damn car off a cliff." The car had been picked out by Alek, so why not push it off a cliff into a body of water? It would be worth the entertainment of pushing a car off a cliff considering he had never done it before. On a more serious note, he said, "Well hopefully, the next time around he gets put out of commission for good." There was a serious tone to his voice though it was doubtful. There was only so many spells and curses that one could do. The unforgivable curses? Not a chance, atleast as an auror. Azkaban was always a option though if a breakout ever happened then it would just guarantee a repeat of the present night. She began to apologize more to him about what Alek had said. That she didn't want Noah to hear those things about what had happened. He said, "Well, next time I'll be around to lessen the blow even more. He's not getting the chance to add to those things..." It was sometimes impossible to promise such things considering people still had to live their lives, not worrying about the dangers of going out in public. However, he could certainly help out with keeping her away from Alek. Having gotten up, the two were in the house that wasn't even a house. It was more of a prison, nothing lively about it at all. She had fixed up his arm, saying a few things to him. Though he did not respond as he had been thinking along with looking around the house. It barely looked like anyone lived in the house except the site of the boxes. The next thing to happen was a surprise for both of them, honestly. Noah had grabbed a hold of her arm though nowhere near as rough as Alek would probably grab her arm. Turning her around, he had kissed her softly. Just as it had happened, it was over though. Neither of them had moved away from each other. In fact, his hand was still on her arm as he spoke to her. Just as when they had been outside of the pub, he refused to leave her by herself. Noah gave her options unlike Alek probably would have gave her. Considering their conversation before, it was bit confusing. Confusing as to where they still awkward or where they fine to go to his home by themselves. Without the worry of drama coming up from the past as it had when they had started walking back to her home. She simply said that she wanted to be with him, no more strangers. Her gray eyes were looking up at him though they disappeared for merely a second. Why? They had apparated to Godric's Hollow. Previously, he had lived in an apartment in London though had moved out of it shortly after she had left. Mainly because the apartment held too many memories for him. Plus, the fact that he was slowly starting to get further as an auror. The home in front of them was small, clearly showing that he hadn't let money go to his mind. Many aurors would have went all out on a mansion or something. They also would have lived in a fancier village than Godric's Hollow. Noah had been the one to apparate the two to the house since he was the only one to know about it. The house had actually belonged to his aunt previously, the sister of his father. He said, "This house is protected by the Fidelius charm, so I doubt GI Barbie will be able to find you here." Considering his aunt had died, Noah along with his aunt were secret keepers of the home. There was a few others that knew of the home when she had died though they weren't dangerous or else she wouldn't have let them know about the house. The small village unlike where Eden's home had been, was full of life. Plenty of muggles were walking about though they had just missed the two apparating to the home. The reason for that was that there was a pub not far down the street. Of course, it matched Noah perfectly for there to be a pub down the street. He didn't yet move to walk towards the house since he was waiting for her to say something or do something. Plus, he obviously wanted to make sure that she could see the house. She had been one of the few people that he had actually brought to the house. Anyone else were perhaps too drunk to even realize that they were going to a house anyways.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 20, 2013 0:20:32 GMT -5
Noah didn't understand how handsome he was to her. Of course, he knew that he was attractive. If he didn't, he wouldn't have taken his shirt off in front of those skanks. However, she was always curious why guys didn't realize how much hotter their tattoos made them. Yeah, it was just ink, but still. She wanted to trace her fingers along his, but obviously, that wasn't going to happen. He made a joke then about there being blood there 24/7. Eden made a face, then. "I don't know about all that. I think that'd get a little messy." She laughed lightly, keeping her eyes on his arm before looking at him again, rolling her eyes in response to his next remark. "At least you have a good time, the poor unsuspecting people getting interrupted would say otherwise." She grinned, knowing all too well how he acted when he was drunk. He needed constant supervision, but it was hilarious. She didn't know if he was still like that, but she had a feeling that the answer was yes. Especially because of how he had replied. She watched as his smirk disappeared, obviously catching on to what she had just said. She could tell that he saw Alek as unfinished business. She was surprisingly okay with that. Alek deserved anything that he had coming to him. He was a fucking poor excuse of a man. The next thing that came out of his mouth made her eyes brighten, however. Getting rid of the car that she hated so much. " You better not be joking, or I'll do it without you. I seriously hate that car more than I can put into words." She wanted a classic car, something with a personality. Actually, she wanted her whole life to be like that again- alive.
The tone of his voice change after that, returning to a more serious manner. He mentioned Alek being but out of commission for good. She didn't think that Noah would actually kill him. In fact, she didn't think that he was actually allowed because he was auror. She wasn't sure. "I've contemplated killing him in his sleep. Obviously, that'd have repercussions for me. It'd be worth it, though." She sighed, knowing all too well that she'd probably never get the chance to do so. Alek had a power over her; Noah's life. That was more important to her, despite their current relationship standing. She cringed slightly when he mentioned things. "Let's hope so." Is all that she could say in reply, looking away from him. She eventually stood up, which is when the kiss had occurred. His closeness and proximity to her didn't bother her. In fact, she felt as safe and at ease as she always had. Feelings, of course, that annoyed her, considering their relationship was in shambles. He had moved on and she was in the process of accepting it. However, every time he did something like he was about to do, it made her forget all about what had happened. Kissing him was so much better than it had been when they were younger; when they didn't really know what they were doing. He always kept her on her toes.
His hand still held onto her arm afterwards, but gently. Not anything like the way Alek would have handled her, for lack of a better word. She had said that she didn't want to be left with any strangers, that she wanted to go with him. One second she was looking at him and in another she felt the all too familiar pull of apparation. It definitely took her off guard, considering she hadn't been prepared AND she was in heels, still. Eden found her head buried against his chest before she cleared her throat lightly, standing up straight again. She wasn't one hundred percent sure, but she was guessing that they were in Godric's Hollow. It wasn't where he lived before, that being in a flat in London. It was one that they spent a lot of time together in, so it was no surprise that he didn't want to live there anymore. The house was small, but it already seemed very warm and inviting. Unlike suburgatory where her "home" was located, this neighborhood seemed so much more alive. She could tell that the people that lived here actually enjoyed where they lived. It wasn't sterile and every house didn't look exactly the same. It was a nice change of pace; one that she wished she could enjoy more often. Eden's hand was still on his arm while she looked around, noticing the people that were still out and about. "There's a pub down the street? ...That's convenient." she noted. Letting go of his arm, she took a few steps towards the front door, turning to look over her shoulder at him. "After you, sir." she said with smirk.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 20, 2013 0:57:35 GMT -5
It was obvious that he knew that he was attractive now considering he had got older. So many women would talk about how men became more distinguished with age, that they looked better as they aged. Though he wouldn't have thought of himself as the ultimate badass with some tattoos. No way. He wasn't into the "manly" drugs that could make someone built up to look like a badass. It sure sounded like the gi barbie had taken some back in his day, just judging from the voice. If he had thought of himself as completely ugly, well he would have walked around with a paper bag over his face. Something that he had probably done once when he was drunk not that he would remember much of anything from being drunk. The discussion of tattoos and drinking were certainly topics that were not of awkwardness. In fact, the awkwardness was gone for now which was a good thing. It wasn't something that they needed after the night that they had. She had made a face when he brought up blood on the tattoo. He said, "Well, he did look badass for perhaps a couple minutes then." Even though a scar would probably be visible over the tiger, they were making a joke about how badass that it would make the tiger. It was something that the two would often do in a time of crisis. They would just point out things that most people would not have thought of at all. Many people had found it weird even his aunt. Imagine how their family dinner would be, if Eden had been invited over. The two would discuss things that his aunt may not have even thought of. Her eyes were certainly wide open with confusion as to what the two were talking about. She never understood the two when they had a conversation that was not entirely serious. Eden had laughed lightly before rolling her eyes when he brought up him being drunk. He said, "Oh well, it should be law to know that when I go to a pub that things could end up happening there." Certainly after having the privilege of going to pubs from the age of seventeen, most pub owners knew him by the time he was twenty six. They knew to expect a loud drunk, if he had any drinks. His smirk had disappeared when she had brought up Alek not being completely gone. It was definitely unfinished business for him considering he had barely let someone get off with just an insult to Eden? Multiple things that a man wouldn't dare to a woman? Yes, he was definitely unfinished business in Noah's eyes. He brought up the car which made her eyes brighten. Noah said, "I'm not joking, we can even set it on fire as it falls down the cliff. That car wasn't your taste at all, barbie should've learned something about cars since he was from Russia." Russia didn't have the best cars, but they clearly should have had better taste in cars. The tone of his voice had changed to a more serious manner. He mentioned Alek, the bastard that was lucky to have walked away with just a mangled face. Besides not being allowed to use any of the three curses, Noah doubted that he had it in him to even attempt one of the curses again. He had attempted one early on in his auror training, the aurors had them test the curses out one time during training. Needless to say, his cruciatus curse barely worked. It hardly affected the target, so it was doubtful that he could manage to use any of the three curses to full success. Eden mentioned that she had contemplated killing him in his sleep. He said, "Even attempting a curse would be worth it at this rate.." His arms crossed over his chest as he sighed himself as he thought of ways to possibly get rid of Alek for good. One solution would have been a memory charm, enabling him to forget about Eden and Noah. She had cringed when he brought up things and only replied to him with a "lets hope so" before looking away from him. He had unfolded his arms though, grabbing her arm. It was then that the kiss had occurred between the two. His hand was still on her arm after the kiss. Why? Perhaps to provide some comfort for her considering she had cringed previously. When Eden had replied to him about wanting to go with him and not be around anymore strangers, the two had apparated to Godric's Hollow. When they had first appeared in front of the house, her head was buried against his chest before she stood up straight. He had looked past her, down the street to the pub where people were out and about. If there was one positive about living in a small village, it was that there was plenty of people out at night. They didn't have the worries of some deranged psycho coming after them. Some people were still wary of wandering out by themselves because of Harry Potter's recent death. However, the muggles were certainly not ones to know too much about that story. Her hand was still on his arm, the one that was not cut from a douche bag. She had taken note of the pub down the street before letting go of his arm. Eden had taken a few steps towards the front door, while he stayed behind a little bit. Obviously, he was keeping his eye out for the blonde haired russian, incase for some reason he had ended up in Godric's Hollow. She looked back at him, smirking at him. Looking at her with his own smirk, he said, "I'd hope so since I have the key to the house though you could stay on the steps." Walking the few steps up to the door, he took the key out of his pocket for the door and used it to open the door to the house. As soon as he stepped in, he muttered something under his breath and the light turned on in the house. Even without his wand, he was fairly good at most magic. Some spells, he still needed to use his wand. Using a wand to turn lights on, well that would have been amateur. He said, "Feel free to make yourself at home, I'll be right back." Noah walked away to the bathroom which he used obviously. Afterwards, he stayed in there and had taken the white shirt off which had blood on the one sleeve. Meanwhile out in the living room, a black and white cat had come out from hiding. It had been the cat that Eden had gotten him after his previous cat had passed away. If anything still showed that she had been a part of his life, it had been the cat that he obviously didn't give up to a new home. Walking out of the bathroom, he had been making his way to the bedroom to get a new shirt though had heard the sound of Eden walking about the house. Particularly the hallway that he had just walked out into.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 20, 2013 2:01:14 GMT -5
In a previous time, the two usually had a hard time being serious around each other. Especially if it was during an awkward situation- they would usually find someone or something to make fun of, despite the stern looks that his aunt would give them. It was hilarious, typically, but the bantering hadn't happened in so long...until now. They had been joking about the toughness of the tiger tattooed on his arm. She mentioned that the battle wound would make it (the tiger) look more tough and badass. His quip was equally as random as hers, mentioning that it would look badass if it was always covered in blood. Eden made a face, not quite agreeing, but understanding the humor in it. He mentioned that it had it's couple of minutes of glory. She grinned. "It had it's run." she said, diverting her glance. His drinking habits were always humorous. At first, she absolutely hated them. She would be talking to someone and mid sentence, he'd walk over and interrupt- especially if she was talking to another guy. It was because of that, that she actually talked to him. Well, confronted him when he was sober. Obviously, that led to her actually getting to know him. After that, the rest became history. "Law? Let's not get too carried away, now..." she smirked. He probably knew the bartenders around here well and they sure as hell knew who he was. It was hard not to get to know a guy like him. Of course, when her car had been brought up, she was more than happy to discuss the ways that they could get rid of it. She wasn't sure if he was kidding at first, but it was apparent after a few moments that he was definitely serious. Her eyes widened as he mentioned setting it on fire as it fell, but she had a smile on her face, too. Fire. Destruction. Perfection. "He literally doesn't know one thing about cars. In fact, he doesn't even have one. If you hadn't taught me to check my oil and change a flat...I would have spent a lot more time at one of those muggle car places." she wrinkled her nose at the thought. Not because of the muggles, but because she would have had to waited in a dirty place. Wait...were those places dirty? With oil and...car stuff? She wasn't even sure.
When his voice returned to a more serious tone, the look on her face had transformed to a sober one. She didn't like talking about Alek for obvious reasons. The three curses that Noah couldn't use, she had been all too familiar with; she had used all three. Not willingly, of course. As much of a strong witch she was, she was forced to learn types of magic that she wanted nothing to do with. She wasn't the pure, Light witch that she had once been. She was tainted with knowledge that she didn't want. "Succeeding would be even better, though...but I agree." She pursed her lips, watching as he crossed his arms. The kiss that had occurred still lingered fresh in her memory, but she didn't think too much about it. That when things started to get messy in uncertain relationships. As they had apparated to his home, she had ended up with her head burried against him chest. Certainly not uncomfortable, or awkward, but she didn't stay there long- straitening up. She noted the pub down the street, almost laughing. He would get lucky like that. It probably made getting lucky easier, too. She wouldn't think about that too much. She had walked ahead of him slightly to get some space, but stopped to look back at him. He returned her smirk, mentioning that she could always stay on the steps. She laughed lightly, looking at her feet for a moment before following after him. "As nice as that sounds, I think I'll just wait for you to unlock the door, thanks." And that was exactly what he did.
Upon having the door opened, he turned the lights on with wandless magic. She smirked slightly, noting that he too had brushed up on his wandless skills during their time apart. She wouldn't inflate his ego, though. Eden merely nodded to his comment, walking into the living room while he went off wherever he was. She was looking at a picture when she felt a cat rub up against her legs. When she looked down, she could hardly believe who she saw. It literally almost brought tears to her eyes and to a normal person, it wouldn't have been a big deal. But there Sylvester was in all of his glory. She smiled, picking the cat up for a moment and cuddling him. He hadn't forgot her! Oh, it was good too see that little pain in the ass again. Setting the cat down gently, Eden continued wandering throughout the house- in search of the washing machine. Peeking into one room, she had finally found it. Pulling her halter top over her head, she was left standing in her jeans, heels, and a black strapless bra. Okay. So maybe stripping in her ex-boyfriends house wasn't the best idea, but her plan was to get one of his shirts out of his room before he was done cleaning up. Finding his room, however, was going to take a minute. Stepping into the hallway, she was walking towards the back of the house when she heard a door open and of course, out stepped Noah...shirtless. Eden stopped in her tracks, looking him over once before making sure here eyes were solely on his. Dammit. "Hey, um...I was going to get a shirt out of your room..." She ran a hand through her hair before crossing her arms lightly. "I had blood on my shirt..." she started, but she trailed off. Dropping her arms to her sides, she began walking towards him, not stopping until her chest was pressed against his. Cupping his face, she kissed him like she had earlier that evening. She didn't want it to stop.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 20, 2013 2:44:07 GMT -5
The first meeting for the two had been at a party during his sixth year and her fifth year. It was during that party when he happened to be drunk from too much firewhiskey consumed, obviously. She had been talking to a guy when he had wandered over to the two of them. It was in that moment that he was quite annoying. Anytime she went to talk, he would just say, 'blah blah blah.' It clearly annoyed the guy to the point that the guy had left Eden alone. Perhaps if he had not wandered over to Eden then she would have ended up dating the guy. Also, anytime she went to say something to him, he would just interrupt her. Needless to say, she didn't have much success trying to talk to the drunk gryffindor. She had ended up, walking away from him and leaving the confrontation to a different day when he was sober. Both of them seemed to hate each other at first due to the encounter that they had at the party. However, the two managed to get to know each other after she confronted him on his behavior. Obviously, she had managed to get over his behavior at the party. Eden even went to parties with him after the meeting. If Eden was sober, while he was drunk then it was certainly her job to make sure that he didn't do anything stupid. By stupid, that meant that he didn't piss someone off to the point of anything physical happening. As they had gotten to know each other, they could pretty much tell what the other one was thinking. As for the random things that they said, they both could easily get on the same topic of anything random. It's perhaps what had made the two last for as long as they had. The fact that they understood each other so well. The two had brought up the car that Alek had picked out for her. Apparently, the man didn't even own a car. On the other hand, Noah had certainly grew up around magical means of transportation. However, he had learned from a muggle friend of his about cars. He learned how to fix them incase he ever did decide to completely use a different means of transportation. Despite being a pureblood, Eden had wanted to learn how to work on her car a bit. So he had taught her and surprisingly, he had a knack for being able to work on a car. That was until a snake appeared out of nowhere considering they had been in the woods, working on the car. When the snake had appeared, that was when he completely ditched the idea of fixing a car. Hence why she only knew a few things about fixing a car. The only time that he had ever tried using an unforgivable curse was during auror training. Considering he lacked a family due to certain curses, he had never expressed interest in wanting to try any of them. Also, he had always heard that someone had to mean it, for any of the curses to work. Given his talent with magic, he probably could have pulled any of the three curses off. However, he just wasn't the type that would end up using any of the curses. It would have made him as worst as any of the dark wizards or witches that used any of the curses. The two had apparated to his home, a place that was nowhere near as empty as the previous home that they had been at. In fact, it was a bit messy considering he was barely home due to work or being out late at night. It looked like a typical place that a guy would end up having with no female presence around. Well, except for certain times which was perhaps why it was a good thing that a pub was down the street. Eden had walked ahead of him, waiting for him to unlock the door. Rather than leave her on the steps as he had joked, he unlocked the door and told her that he would be back. In the bathroom, he had taken his shirt off and thrown it on the floor, not bothered to figure out whether to attempt to wash it or just throw it out. He muttered under his breath, 'he just had to ruin my favorite shirt' as he looked at the cut on his arm. It was nowhere near as bad as it had been when there had been blood gushing out of it like crazy. Eden had managed to use the healing spell to perfection except there would most likely be a scar left behind. Out in the living room, there were pictures of numerous things. Such as a few family photos, photos that had been taken from quidditch games, basically pictures that showed he had a life outside of the house. Pictures of her? There wasn't any hung up due to the six year absence though they hadn't been thrown away. They had been merely packed away since he couldn't really handle seeing the moving picture of her looking at him all the time. Back in the bathroom, he noticed a slight bruise from where the douche bag had kicked him though didn't think much of it. Having looked at the injuries sustained, he walked out of the bathroom. Of course, he walked out and heard Eden walking on the hardwood floor thanks to the heels that she had on. His attention obviously turned towards her which was a site that he was not expecting at all. Eden was only in her jeans, heels, and a bra. She began to explain why she was out in the hallway to him though those sentences trailed off into space as she began to walk towards him. Not only was her chest against his, but her lips had ended up on his again for the third time. Unlike the previous kiss, this one was quite similar to the one that had taken place earlier in the night. The passion was there, perhaps even more this time considering they both were half dressed. One of his hands was on her hip, while the other was going through her hair. As much as she probably didn't want it to stop, he pulled away from her completely. He said, "I said to make yourself at home not to have a victoria's secret show in the house." Before he had even started to talk, he had to take a breath considering the two were obviously not holding much back with the kiss. When he had mentioned her making herself at home, it was obviously a joke. Was he disappointed that she looked like she did presently? Hell no, who in the right mind would be disappointed? However, he had stopped it before it turned into something more. Despite conflicting feelings of his own, there was a smirk on his face when he had said his comment. Having stepped away, he said, "Follow me unless you're just going to stand there for all the pictures to stare at..." Noah only took a few steps forward before coming to a door which he opened. She had followed him into the room which he had turned the light on, using again, nonverbal magic. Going through the closet, he pulled out a shirt of his and threw it to her. It was much like the white shirt that he had been wearing previously except for it was black. Noah didn't know whatelse to say considering his mind was literally being mind fucked at the moment with the scene in front of him.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 20, 2013 18:36:03 GMT -5
When Eden and Noah had first met, she had been in her fifth year and he in his sixth. Of course, she had seen him around before that. He was on Gryffindor's quidditch team and Slytherin played them more than the other houses. It also wasn't uncommon for her to see him getting in minor trouble, considering she was a prefect and eventually head girl. When they had first met, she had been talking or well, flirting, with another guy. Every time that she had tried to say something, he would interrupt her. It was the most annoying thing that anyone had ever done to her and that was pushing it. The guy eventually got so irritated that he left her. She could have dated him, but apparently that wasn't in the cards for her. It was after that, that she had decided to confront him but his ridiculous behavior and how he had been rude to do that. The most infuriating thing, she remembered, was how calm he stayed while she was trying to get her point across. She could tell that he was listening, but it was like it went in one ear and right out the other. Eventually, they had reached a common ground and they started hanging out. That, of course, led to them dating and seeing each other exclusively. If he drank and she didn't, she'd often have to keep an eye on him so he wouldn't start any retarded fights. That was seriously the last thing she needed, but it happened and she dealt with it.
More often than not, they were very in tune with each other. He could tell when she was upset and vice versa. That also went for what they were thinking. Their minds often wandered to the same places. Eden almost felt bad for the people that they hung out with all those years ago. Her relationship with Minerva wasn't a bad one, but it was certainly entertaining...well, to Eden. Eden was an all around good student. She got good, even great grades, she ended up being head girl, she was just smart. However, as soon as she started hanging around her nephew, something changed. The partying he did that she always hated, Eden began to join. After that, it was always like the woman was on edge around the pair. ESPECIALLY when they were having a conversation that she didn't understand fo whatever reason. It was pretty funny, but it was obvious that it wasn't to Minerva. Eden often found herself wondering about the mother figure to Noah. She always wondered if she was well or if he still saw her as often as before. She would have written to her, but that was never an option. If it was, she would have written Noah non-stop.
Entering his home, she felt very comfortable. It was homey, unlike hers. There were pictures of him and his family and friends, but none of her. That was to be expected. As far as he had known previously, she had just abandoned him. That wasn't the case, which he knew now, but it was still to be expected. Eden could tell that he didn't spend much time in the home, being the busy auror that he was. So, in that way, it resembled a bachelor pad. He had good taste, though, he always did. Seeing Sylvester was the best surprise ever. She was honestly surprised that he had kept the cat after her leaving. The black and white spotted cat remembered her, making her smile brightly. It was nice that not everything had changed since she had been gone. The things that matter a lot to her still remained the same. It was comforting in a way. However, seeing that she had blood on her shirt made her curse under her breath. It wasn't that it couldn't be replaced, but she happened to really like it. Finding the laundry room had suddenly become priority number one. Setting the car down, she began wandering through the house, peeking in a few rooms before finding the laundry room. Pulling the shirt over her head, she was left wearing her heels, jeans, and black bra. Okay. So, maybe being shirtless was potentially a bad idea, but if she got one of his shirts before he was done, it wouldn't be. However, before she got to his bedroom, he had stepped into the hallway...shirtless.
Of course, she had seen men shirtless, but he wasn't just any man. He looked ridiculously good shirtless and well, naked. Eden tried to explain herself initially, given the look on his face, but she couldn't take it. Moving forward in a few quick steps, her chest was pressed against his, kissing him passionately. It was heated and honestly, she didn't want it to end. If things went further, she was entirely okay with that. She felt his fingers entangle in her hair while his other hand found her waist. As soon as it had started, though, he had moved away from her. She couldn't help but smirk at his comment about a Victoria's Secret fashion show. "I'm not going to apologize." And she didn't. She wasn't sorry that she kissed him. She would have kept going if he hadn't stepped away and she had a feeling that he didn't want to stop, either. When he mentioned following him and the pictures staring, she laughed lightly. "Your pictures are such voyeurs. They didn't even complain." Eden followed after him, though, entering his bedroom, she realized. She stood near the foot of his bed while he entered his closet to get a shirt for her. It was like he was trying to avoid looking at her, which she thought was very entertaining. She definitely didn't look like she did before she left. She had always been thin, but she was toned and her body resembled a woman's, with curves, instead of a girls average figure. She looked good, if she said so herself. When he tossed her a shirt, she was caught a little bit off guard, catching it regardless. Glancing over at him for a moment, she unfolded the shirt, pulling it over her head. The v-neck was still big on her, covering her butt, so with that, she stepped out of her heels and began unbuttoning her jeans. So, maybe this was going to drive him crazy. Maybe that was what she was trying to do. After wiggling out of her jeans, she glanced at him before turning around and padding out of the room. Throwing her jeans in with her shirt, she started the washer before walking back into his room, leaning against the door frame. "Thanks for the shirt." It probably wasn't an often sight to be sober and see a girl standing in his door in her bra and underwear, in his shirt. She smirked at the thought.
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WE MAKE THE RULES
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 20, 2013 22:34:46 GMT -5
The two had seen each other around the castle before though had no reason to bother with each other. After all, they were in rival houses meaning that they naturally never had a reason to hangout. Eden had been given the chance to be a prefect in her fifth year which was when she started to see him more outside the quidditch pitch. Considering Noah ended up in detention quite a bit, the two started to see and hear more of each other. Before getting in trouble, the only way that he would have seen her would have been in the halls or at the quidditch pitch, cheering on slytherin. Their first meeting was rare in itself considering Eden was not much of a party goer. She had decided to confront Noah though he had managed to stay calm throughout the whole thing even though she was doing her best to get her point across. Eventually after the incident, they found some common ground between them. They started hanging out outside of parties which eventually led to the two of them dating. Of course with dating, she would end up becoming more like him. By that, it meant that she would end up going to more parties with him. She watched out for him at parties though there was certainly times when the both of them drank. With the parties, came the attitude change of his aunt towards Eden. Over the course of six years, the elder witch had certainly had moments of bad health. Though despite that, she was still alive and kicking. Alive and kicking enough that she would most likely be on edge as soon as she heard that Eden was back in town. If anyone knew how Noah really felt about her, it was Minerva. While she didn't exactly agree with everything that he did, she did support him in most things. That would most likely be one of the reasons why she was seen as a mother figure to him compared to just being his great aunt. The home had been kept very similar to when his other aunt had owned it. It was comfortable unlike the previous home that they had been at. Though obviously, it was not set up by a middle aged witch. Instead, it suited a twenty six year old wizard. The house was only one story and would only fit about three more people besides himself in the house. Some aurors went all out with money and bought themselves a huge home. A huge home was not something that he needed when he didn't share it with anyone, but a cat. The cat had been given to him by Eden after his previous cat had passed away. In fact, she had been the one to have named the cat. During their time together, the cat was practically their child. In terms, he would sit on Eden all the time and was very much attached to her despite having been bought for Noah. All he had done was go into the bathroom to take off his shirt considering the one sleeve was covered in blood. However, it appeared the two had the same idea as he walked out into the hallway to see Eden without a shirt on. Considering they had been together previously, they had obviously seen each other shirtless and more. The difference for the two this time around were that they were not just coming out of their teenage years. Sure, he looked more like a grown man compared to some guy with hair that stuck up. On the other hand, she no longer looked like a girl. She looked like a women with curves. Also, she was more toned than she had been at the age of nineteen. The two had yet another liplock though it ended, not nearly as quickly as the previous, but it still ended pretty fast before anything else could happen. Noah mentioned that he hadn't met for her to have a fashion show in his house to which she replied that she wasn't going to apologize. His only response was a smirk of his own, commenting on the pictures staring at her. She mentioned the pictures not complaining, of course they wouldn't. The pictures showed him in certain moments of life and no way would they complain. Even the living, breathing version of him was not complaining. He said, "I'm pretty certain that no one in this house is presently complaining." The comment gave away that he certainly wasn't bothered by her being half undressed in front of him. Why would he be? It was a rare site to have a girl in the house that way with him being sober. She had followed after him into his bedroom which led to him looking for a shirt for her. Considering he had admitted that he wasn't complaining about her being the way that she was, he had tried to avoid looking at her. Mainly to avoid doing anything else besides just going up to her and kissing her. Having found a shirt similar to the one that he had been wearing before, he tossed the shirt to her. Despite being similarly thin, the shirt was still a bit big on her considering he was six foot tall, taller than her. After she put the shirt on, she stepped out of the heels on her feet and unbuttoned her jeans. Of course during the course of her taking off jeans, he was checking her out. There was no denying that he was looking at what he had clearly missed over the past six years. Something that Alek had abused throughout the past six years. When she had walked back into the room, she had leaned against the door frame. Noah said, "No, must thank you for the lovely show that you just put on here." The show that he was referring to, had been the fashion show that he had mentioned earlier. In his mind was just conflicting feelings. One moment, he wanted to just walk over and kiss her, not stopping. The next moment, he wanted to just walk out of the room and talk to her, asking about what had happened. Clearly, the situation was just fucked up considering everything that had happened. Within a few days of being back in town, things had already been a cluster fuck, one to remember surely. Which thought would he go with? He hadn't been entirely sure the past three times that they had kissed. In fact, he still wasn't entirely sure until his lips met hers again. This time though was more passionate and desperate, damn that woman and her toned body. They were either about to end up doing something that would probably make the barbie combust into flames of anger. Or they were about to end up doing something that would make the entire situation more awkward than it had been. Thinking it through clearly wasn't on his mind anymore.
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LIVING OUR LIVES
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 20, 2013 23:33:57 GMT -5
The electricity between the two was literally radiating in the space they were standing in. Years of not seeing each other, frustration, and tension were to blame for their current predicament. She understood why he had stopped the kiss. Obviously, his feelings were more conflicted than hers. While she had been away and thinking about him, he had been trying to forget her and move on. Seeing her half naked certainly wasn't going to help any of those thoughts. Eden knew that he was trying to move on, trying to keep his distance. However, the pair had already kissed several times tonight on their own avail. It showed her that he wasn't completely over her, something that she was happy and sad about. Sad because she felt like she was holding him back. It had only been one evening in town and so much had already happened. Noah only smirked when she said that she wasn't going to apologize. She wasn't one to regret a kiss, anyway. If he really didn't want that, she wasn't going to keep acting impulsively; she'd try to control herself. When he mentioned the portraits watching, all she could do is laugh, glancing at one of them. The little voyeurs! His response made her arch an eyebrow, grinning slightly. So he wasn't uncomfortable with her looking the way she did presently. Interesting. "The feeling is mutual..." Is all she could say before following him into his room.
Eden had been watching him as he went into his closet, without a doubt checking him out when he wasn't aware. He appeared to be lost in his own thoughts, probably thinking about what had transpired between the two this evening. When he returned with a shirt, Eden had looked up at him before sliding it over her head. It was then that she had stepped out of her heels and jeans, too. While he may not have been a big guy, he was certainly taller than she, making the shirt a little longer than usual. When the two had practically been living together, it wasn't uncommon for her to walk around in one of his shirts. She was conscious of his eyes on her, occasionally glancing at him while she took her pants off. The tension was ridiculous. Having taken them off, she had stepped out of the room for a moment to add the jeans in the wash with her shirt. She returned moments later, leaning in the door frame, looking at him with a smirk playing on her lips. She had thanked him for the shirt, glancing down to play with the him for a moment before looking back up at him. He thanked her in return, but for the "fashion show." Eden laughed lightly, leaning her head against the frame. "I wasn't expecting you to walk out when you did, but there you were..." She not so subtly looked him over, shifting her weight to the other leg before locking her grey eyes on his.
She honestly didn't think that he'd kiss her again tonight, but he was always surprising her. In moments leading up to that, he looked like he was arguing with him self internally. Not something that many people would be able to pick up on, but it was just the look in his eyes that told her. Then, out of no where, a flip had switched and he was there- his arms were on either side of her head and without even thinking, she reached forward, bringing his hips against hers before snaking her arms around his neck. There was something desperate about this kiss that set it apart from the others. There was no more holding back like there had been before, just raw passion. Her mouth moved to his neck, then, while her fingers trailed down his chest. As quickly as she had put the shirt on, she had taken it back off- pulling it over her head. She felt like she wasn't close enough, like the tiny piece of fabric between them was the biggest obstacle ever. Her lips crashed against his, then, kissing him like she never had before. She had wanted this for so long, wanted him for so long, and she finally got what she wanted. Eden pushed him back onto the bed, then, following after him. This was either going to ease the tension between them or make their situation more awkward. However, a part of her honestly didn't think it would. She was banking on that.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 21, 2013 0:46:41 GMT -5
OOC | Thread is going in a different direction, so children do not read past this point. You should be reading your history book for homework. Thanks. Electricity between the two had started with the first kiss of the night, no doubt about that. She was such an instigator in that moment when she had ended up, kissing him. The passion was no doubt there in that first kiss despite the feelings that were conflicted for him. During the six years, she had dealt with an abusive man and practically no care for her. Eden had been treated like garbage by Alek. Unlike her, he had not dealt with abuse or anything not caring for him. In fact, everyone seemed to want to be around him as he grew older. That was considering the fact that his looks obviously got better as he aged. Having also proven to be stable in holding a job, he had shown himself to be responsible in some way to some girls. Even girls that probably would not have dated him in his years at Hogwarts had taken an interest in him. So for that, he had tried to move on from her considering the lack of contact. The lack of knowing exactly what had happened, plus he was not getting any younger. The first kiss, she had stepped away from him. As if the passion was so high then it just fell when she had stepped away. The second kiss had been basically a second move in the game. That time, he had pulled away from her because of what had just happened. It had been more of a distraction away from what had happened with the douche than anything full of passion. The third kiss had resulted in more passion that had been built up. More frustration and tension building up considering the circumstances. The fact that his bare chest was againt her own chest which wasn't exactly bare, but lacked a shirt. The two had admitted to the feeling being mutual. Neither of them were uncomfortable with how either of them looked. Not a surprise considering they had seen each other before as they currently were, except when they were younger. Younger and much more together than they presently were. Presently, it felt as if they were walking on eggshells around each other. Wondering what would make it more awkward or what could bring them together. For the first night running into each other, a lot had happened over the course of a few hours. The two had met at a similar scene as to where they had met for the first time. Then it was followed up with a violent encounter between her current "man" and himself. To end the night as it presently was, well he never expected any of that to have happened when he had woken up about fifteen hours ago. The shirt that he had given her, was certainly a little longer than any of her own shirts had been. It only slightly covered her backside which he had obviously checked out when she had left to put the clothes in the wash. The tension was slowly building up between the two, just from the fact that she had looked up at him occasionally as she had taken her pants off. She had laughed lightly, leaning her head against the frame. Noah slightly laughed at her response and said, "Well, the bathroom is not a very entertaining place to stay for more than a few minutes." His own hazel eyes had locked onto her grey eyes as if their eyes had met at exactly the same time. The two had too much in common from their habits of folding their arms or knowing what the other was thinking. Internally, he had been utterly confused as to what to do. For six years, he had tried to move on from her entirely. A two year relationship spoke for how he had tried to move on. It may have seemed to have provided a distraction from her, but there was no getting over her. The lucky strike for the two was when he had walked up to her and kissed her with raw passion. There was certainly no holding back between the two, more so him since he had been the one holding back when they had kissed previously. The feelings between the two had been quite different throughout the night. Eden had felt hurt about what Alek had said. As for Noah, it was just a ton of feelings combined. Needless to say, they were perhaps emphasizing with each other over what had happened with all the tension going on between the two. When her lips had moved to his neck, his hands had wandered up the shirt, the shirt being on her had only lasted for about two minutes before she had pulled it over her head. Before she could even throw it to the floor herself, he had thrown it to the floor for her. Eden kissed him again, clearly much better than any other kiss that the two had shared. After all, the two had not been together for six years. She also hadn't been able to show much passion for anyone considering the douche that she had been stuck with. The two had ended up on the bed, kissing each other. One of his hands was on her back, undoing the back of her bra which was something that he had obviously gotten to know better over the six years. Something that he clearly wouldn't point out to her since it showed that he had been with other girls over the course of six years. Something that would clearly ruin the moment. As for his other hand, it was kept on her hip considering it had been the hand that had hit the ground previously. It didn't take long for him to have rolled over on top of her. His own mouth had moved away from her lips to her neck, kissing down her neck. The flip had pretty obviously been switched. Whatever was to come out of the current predicament, they would worry about later on.
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