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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 21, 2013 1:48:31 GMT -5
There was no love in the relationship with Alek and Noah had finally gotten a glimpse of that. For years, she had been his prisoner, subjected to his abuse, but somewhere inside of herself, she managed to stay sane. The things that he had done to her were unthinkable. However, those thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind. No longer was she thinking about that, but how her chemistry with Noah hadn't faded. It was obvious that it was still there, hell, they were practically undressing each other with their eyes. The pull Eden felt towards him could have been compared to the gravitational pull of the moon. It was intense and it hadn't lessened over the years. If anything, it had intensified because she had been holding onto some glimmer of hope. He made her feel sexy. He made her feel like she was the only girl that he wanted. When her eyes had occasionally connected with his wile she was taking off her jeans, she could feel the desire radiating between them. When she had walked out of the room, she had felt his eyes on her. She couldn't help but smirk, taking pride in the fact that he was still so attracted to her. When she returned, however, it was like the gloves had come off. They could have heard a pen drop if they were careful. His eyes were dark and she certainly knew the look he was giving her. Desire.
He had made some offhand comment about the bathroom. Honestly, he could have been talking about the weather and it wouldn't have registered with her. At that point, she was focused solely on him. It was funny how similar they were- she had almost forgotten. It was easy to tell when they were conflicted or questioning themselves, seeing as they'd cross their arms. That happened to be how all of this had gotten started this evening. He was her weakness and he always would be. As soon as he pinned her against the fall, their bodies were in tune with one another. She just wanted him closer- as close as she could be to him in that moment. She wanted to feel his body against hers. When her mouth moved to his neck, she felt his hands underneath the shirt, exploring her bare skin. Needless to say, the shirt wasn't on for much longer. She had began taking it off when he took over, throwing it on the ground. Kissing him again was almost unreal. Of course she had expected it to be better than when they were younger, but it was...well, she was almost at a loss of words to describe it. It was utterly incredible. Eden kissed him once more before pushing him back onto the bed, following shortly afterwards.
Straddling his waist, she continued kissing him- her hands trailing down his chest. She felt his hand on her back, then, undoing the clasp of her bra. It was clearly something that he had learned to do over the course of six years, but it was also hot. Some guys never learned how to do that. His other hand rested on her waist while she discarded the bra, throwing it on the floor. Within a few moments, he had flipped them over so that her back was pressed against the bed. His mouth then left hers, connecting with her neck, leaving a trail of blazing kisses. Eden let out a small groan of pleasure, entangling her fingers in his hair while she dragged her nails down his back with the other hand. Finally not being able to take anymore, she reached between them, unbuttoning his pants. Being with him again after so long was like nothing she could have ever imagined. But sure enough, the night had to end at some point- however, it was much, much later.
When Eden awoke the next day, her legs were entangled with his. Her head was resting on his chest with one of her arms laying lazily over his stomach. He was breathing evenly and she was sure that he was still asleep. She didn't move, instead, she listened to the steady rhythmic sound of his heart. She didn't want to leave his bed, she didn't want to leave the comfort and security that she felt when she was with him. However, she was sure that all of this would be discussed at a later time. She didn't feel awkward. She didn't even feel like anything had changed. If anything, she felt like this was where she belonged- in his arms.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 22, 2013 21:03:31 GMT -5
The passion that night was at an all time high, no doubt. Over the past six years, she had been abused by a man that clearly didn't care much for her. Perhaps at the beginning, he had put on an act to impress her father. However, it clearly had dropped. The reason that? It would probably never be entirely clear as to why he had turned into such a douche towards a beautiful woman. As each year passed, Noah could never find a girl like her. Someone that could connect with him on such a level that they knew each other so well. The relationship that he had for two years, while she had been gone, the girl could have dated Alek. The two both appeared as if they would have been a match in heaven. Why? They were both control freaks, wanting to control the other or influence the other do things their way. Other than that relationship, he had barely had any relationships over the past six years. The chemistry between the two was still there, something that had seemingly not lost any flames to it. The looks shared between the two showed that they both desired each other even if there was still unanswered questions between the two. Sure, he had been with other women over the course of six years. This certainly had meant that his experience had been built upon since she had left considering six years ago, they were just fresh out of hogwarts. They were also just practically kids when they had gotten out of school, compared to now. Both no longer had the figure of a boy or a girl, probably adding to the amount of desire held between the two. He had replied back to her with a comment about the bathroom though that had been the end of conversation for the night. When she had returned from putting her clothes in the wash, the two succumbed to the desire between the two. The next day, the sun was shining bright outside as evidenced by some light peeking through the blinds of the room despite them being closed. Already it was starting to be a much better day than it had been the previous night. Given the fact that the sun was shining compared to the cloudy weather from yesterday. The other fact being that the two were together, laying next to each other. Six years had passed since anything similar had happened between the two. Had it been a different night, it would have been a different girl there. A girl that he barely knew and could have easily killed him in his sleep, had she gotten annoyed with how he was whenever he was drunk. Luckily for him, Eden had grown used to how he was when he was drunk. Had she been there for the six years, she most likely would have prevented him from getting the random tattoo on his back. That tattoo being of a woman, one that he just chose in a drunken state at a tattoo parlor that was up on the wall. So many people asked about the woman on his back to which he had to admit to being drunk when the tattoo was being done, something that he could barely remember. Luckily for him, the rest of the tattoos were not done in a drunken state or else they would've looked like everyone elses tattoos. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ceiling which was as white as someone could paint a ceiling. He looked down at Eden, whose head was still on his chest with one of her arms laying over his stomach. His left arm was around her waist which he didn't move just yet. Noah couldn't tell if she was awake or not just yet considering she wasn't looking up at him. If he remembered correctly, it was now Monday which meant he had work soon. Something that he would have skipped to talk to her for the day except it wasn't really ideal to after what had happened to Harry Potter. Aurors were too busy trying to figure out who had killed the boy that lived, so there was no skipping a day of work for him. He sat up slightly, not fully meaning that his head was raised up a little more on the pillow. Noah said, "I know you're awake, listening to my heartbeat. Such a little weirdo, you are." Okay, actually he knew that she was awake. It had been a habit of hers to usually wake up before he ever did considering he was always on the go, it seemed. Her habit was to have her head laying on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He never knew if it was because she was afraid to lose him or she just didn't like being up without him. On the rare occasions that he did wake up before her, he didn't stay laying there for long. The reason being that back in the day even, he had to leave early for auror training. The comment about her being a weirdo, was actually a comment that he had made to her the first night that they had woken up next to each other. It was merely by coincidence as he didn't keep track of everything he had ever said to her in a book or something like some love crazed guys did. Despite needing to go to work soon, he hadn't gotten up nor hadn't tried to untangle his legs from hers. The moment felt right though at the same time, it felt wrong. As if nothing should have happened until the complete story had been told.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 23, 2013 0:58:28 GMT -5
The events that had occurred the previous night, were thanks to the six years of them being apart. Also, the fact that the man she had been forced to be with didn't remotely care for her in any way whatsoever. Before she had been taken away, they had been what American muggles call, high school sweethearts. He was her first and at an age much younger than most. They could have even been called soul mates. They always found their way back to each other and that had been the case recently. Even when they were younger, they always seemed to overcome anything that was thrown at them. They couldn't even keep away from each other when they were upset or angry. When Eden had opened her eyes, she could make out the sun peeking through the blinds. Things were already looking up. When she woke up yesterday, she woke up alone like she always did. She was grateful that she didn't have to share a room with Alek. That probably would have made things even worse for her. Instead of stirring Noah, she continued to lay with her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Their legs were entangled and she felt his arm lightly holding her close. She realized then how much she had missed this.
When she felt him sit up slightly, she didn't move. Not that she was trying to convince him that she was asleep, but because she was comfortable where she was. He hadn't moved away from her, which was slightly surprising. They still had so much to talk about, but it seemed like neither one of them wanted to ruin the moment...but Noah did with a comment. Eden laughed lightly, turning her head to look at him, resting her chin on her hand. "Old habits die hard. I couldn't help myself." Sitting up slightly for a moment, she took the elastic band off of her wrist and put her hair in a messy bun before resuming the previous position. It revealed the small heart key tattoo that she had gotten right out of Hogwarts. Probably something that he had forgotten about and something that she didn't think anything about, yet. With the arm that had been resting over his waist, she lifted and began lightly tracing the tattoos on his chest with her fingers. She had seen them last night, obviously, but she hadn't gotten to truly appreciate them. She grinned slightly, remembering that he had called her that previously at one point in time. She figured that he had to go into work eventually, but she didn't want to bring it up. She'd lay there as long as he did.
After a few moments of not saying anything, she moved to kiss the nape of his neck before saying softly, "I know we need to talk...whenever you want to." She placed another small kiss before laying her head back on his chest. She wasn't going to push it. She knew that his mind was probably going a million miles a minute. Eden didn't expect him to say anything, either, but she wanted him to know that she hadn't forgotten about it. Or that she was trying to put it off, because honestly, she wasn't. It'd be much easier if he knew exactly where she was coming from. Looking up at him again, she smiled for the first time in a long time. She settled with a small grin, but she was content. "The pin-up on your back looks like she got in a cat fight...literally. I apologize." Eden smirked. She didn't like awkward silence. She usually just said whatever it was that she was thinking at the time. Because she had been looking at his tattoos, it made her think of what she saw last night. Man, he fucked like a champion. She wasn't even mad about it. She'd thank all the girls he used for practice, if it was possible. Letting out a small breath, she pursed her lips, tracing the large tattoo that covered his right shoulder.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 23, 2013 2:04:12 GMT -5
If the two had stayed together for the past six years, they most likely would have ended up being farther in their lives. Marriage? It could have been a possibility though it was something that probably would not have happened until recently. The reason being that it was such a huge commitment plus it wasn't a huge deal. A huge deal as in they had been together since they were fifteen and sixteen. So, they had practically been in the same situation as a married couple minus the living together part. A kid? That was probably something that they would have ended up with, had they stayed together over the past six years. The reason for that would have been the fact that they had quite a difficult time controlling themselves as evidenced from the previous night. Yesterday, he had woken up alone with nothing to do except visit a school friend and go to the pub. Despite having tried to move on, the house was always quite empty. Had he sat at home by himself, he probably would have just slept all day since he was more of a night person. However, he also had another talent that not many wizards or witches could brag about. That talent was music. Being one of the few wizards that could play music quite well, some people didn't get his obsession with it. It was something that he had grown to like since a young age considering he only had his aunt to be around with when he was younger, before school. So, he listened to music considering it always appeared to tell a story, a story she perhaps did not understand at all. If he had no plans and was completely wide awake, he would sit and write a song. Also, he could play guitar or drums which just added more hobbies for him to do. When they were younger, it always appeared that they would overcome anything. The two were a year apart in age which meant that he was a year ahead of her in school. During her last year of Hogwarts, the two worked to keep the communication intact with one another. It was difficult for them to be apart for a few months though they had managed to make it work. If the one did something that would piss the other off, they would barely manage to stay mad or upset with each other for long. That had mostly happened when they were younger. The present situation, there was some bitter feelings there. However, it had to have been due to the six years that she had been gone. It wasn't severe bitterness though or he could have been a complete jerk, ignoring her situation and letting Alek continue to do whatever he wanted to her. He had sat up slightly, considering he had to actually stay awake for work soon. His black hair stuck up a bit more than usual considering the events of the previous night. As typical of a guy to do, he ruined the comfortable, quiet moment with a comment of his own. She mentioned old habits dying hard. He said, "You can never help yourself." When she had turned her head to look at him, he had a slight smirk on his face from that comment. Certainly, he had a tired look in his eyes given the fact that it was too early to be up. Let alone, making a crack at her being able to help herself. She had sat up slightly to pull her hair up into a messy bun before going back to laying her head on his chest. Something had caught his eye about her, a small mark behind her ear. It was a small heart key tattoo that she had gotten right after she had left Hogwarts. Noah remembered the night that she had gotten it, she had explained what the key meant to her. It was to remind her of him, it was basically a tattoo in tribute to him. Considering the year, it was possible to get rid of a tattoo. Unlike him though she had not tried to move on, given the fact that the tattoo was still there with nothing added to it. He asked, "You still have that there after all this time?" It certainly made him feel a bit guilty about how he had tried to forget about her. Though considering he brought her to the new home, there was no chance he would end up moving on unless he moved to yet another home. She had begun to trace the tattoos on his chest. Unlike her, the last time that she had seen him, he hadn't had any tattoos on him. It was certainly a lot of detail that went into the last six years. There was a few moments of silence, neither of them saying anything. Considering he thought things out, he was certainly thinking of what this meant for them now. He still had so many questions for her though at the same time, he wanted to just enjoy the moment. Last night had shown that she had went through a lot in the past six years. Why would he want to ruin the moment where she was actually happy for once with a discussion that probably would have started going south? The two had stayed just as they were, with her tracing the tattoos on his chest. This didn't last long as she moved to kiss his neck before mentioning the need to talk. There was one more kiss before she laid her back on his chest. He said, "In time, there's no purpose in ruining this right now." Much like her, he would say what was on his mind and that was exactly on his mind. Noah had seen the look in her eyes before of fear the previous night. That wasn't something that he enjoyed seeing at all. Seeing her upset? Another thing that he hated seeing. With the added factor of work soon, he had decided to hold off on the talk for now. It would eventually take place though not at the present time. She had put her head back on his chest as before. He had laid back his own head with his eyes closed for a moment. Having waited six years, a few days or so wasn't a big deal to him. In his mind, the blonde russian had appeared back in his mind. Mainly what to do about the bastard considering he was about to leave her alone for work. Hopefully, she would stay at the house which was protected by the charm. If there was one wish for him right now, it would be the ideal situation of Alek giving them a few days to figure things out. Along with a few days for him to let his hand recover from the previous night, that would have been ideal. Looking back up, it was as if the two knew what the other was thinking. As if their brains connected that it was time to open their eyes to look at each other. The connection was sometimes scary to other people besides them. She looked at him with a smile on her face, more like a small grin. Eden had brought up the pin-up on his back, being in a cat fight. Noah laughed at that comment, it being the first of it's kind considering that tattoo had obviously not been there before. He said, "Well, maybe mark your territory a bit less aggressively next time? No need to apologize though." There was a smirk on his own face at that comment merely cause he had mentioned territory. The two were nowhere near ready to date again, but the comment had to be made. The second comment was completely true as she had obviously learned somewhere to be more aggressive? It was probably the one good thing that the bastard provided her with, being more aggressive. Given the fact that the sun was showing through the blinds of the windows, his hazel eyes slightly looked lighter than they normally were. They were obviously lit up a bit compared to the darkness from yesterday. Eden had begun to trace the large tattoo that covered his right shoulder. The hand that previously been around her waist, was moving through her hair, gently. Neither of them seemed to want to get up despite the fact that one of them had to go to work soon.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 23, 2013 3:11:59 GMT -5
Eden like to have thought that shee and Noah would have been married or in the process of getting engaged after all this time- had they of been together the past six years. Whenever she had thought about marriage previously, he was always the only person that came to mind. Honestly, there was no other person that she'd rather be with. It was pretty amazing that after all of this time, they still had the connection that they did. With other couples, that would have faded, fizzled out. With them, it only seemed like it had gotten stronger, which was odd because she had been gone. As for children, well, Eden always wanted to have kids. Knowing them, a baby would have come along before a wedding. They were like rabbits in school and even right after graduation. She always thought he'd be a great dad, though. It was just in him. Minerva would have probably had a stroke, though. Her unwed great nephew having a child before he was married. The thought almost made her chuckle, but something inside her stopped it. She felt sadness, but she pushed it away. She knew that her mother would be ecstatic. It was so nice to have one normal parent. Eden's thoughts began revolving around Noah again, remembering more and more about him. Laying like this now reminded her of how he'd sing her to sleep in his arms. His voice would barely be above a whisper and he'd sing...it was beyond perfect. Almost always songs that he had written or muggle songs that she had never heard before, but they sounded like they were just for her. She loved that.
Of course, bitter feelings remained between the two. Well, Noah had bitter feelings, which were completely understandable. She had, after all, disappeared for six years without any trace. Now, he knew bits and pieces about what had happened. He obviously knew that Alek was abusive in more than one way. He would learn the rest eventually, though. In the meantime, Eden had her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat when Noah made some offhand comment about her being a weirdo- ruining the moment like all men liked to do. However, it earned a laugh from her and a quick retort. When she turned to look at him, she took in that his hair was sort of wild, obviously from the nights activities. It made her smirk. The sleepy look in his eyes? Made her smirk even more. Job well done. In reply to his comment, she shrugged slightly, saying, "I'm impulsive, what can I say." And wasn't that the truth. However, the same could be said about him, too, though. He was always doing things on a whim. It was then that she had pulled her hair up loosely before laying back down, revealing her own small tattoo. It just so happened to be a heart key, representing her having the key to his heart. It was something that she had gotten right after graduation. It was like her own little promise ring. Sometimes, she forgot it was there, having it be in a place that she can never see without a mirror. Noah had taken notice to it, though. When he first mentioned it, she turned to look at him with furrowed brows before pursing her lips- a neutral expression on her face. "There's no way I'd get rid of it. It means too much to me." It wasn't a jab and it wasn't meant to be taken in any other way than how she had said it. He had tried to move on, but it was obvious that she hadn't.
Eden couldn't remember the last time that they were laying together like this. They were both happy. He hadn't even tried to move away from her yet, even though she knew that he was going to need to get up and get ready for work soon. She had moved to kiss the sensitive spot on his neck before mentioning that they could talk whenever he wanted to. She had known that was on him mind without even having to ask. However, like her previous thoughts, he said that they'd talk about it later- that he didn't want to ruin this. She was surprised that he had actually acknowledged "this" as anything. Eden had laid her head back down, letting her mind wander to various places. She figured that she'd stay at his place at least until he got home from work. She didn't really want to intrude or overstay her welcome. However, when her thoughts ventured to those of his tattoos, she had looked up only to find him opening his eyes. Sometimes she was surprised by how in tune they were to each other. She couldn't get over it, really. When she heard his laugh, she had to smile- snickering at the comment he made. "I can't make any promises, you know how I get." That could have been referring to how she was in bed, but she left it up for him to decide. Eden had laid her head down, tracing one of his tattoos with her fingers. Meanwhile, Noah had began running his hand through her hair, making it fall out of it's loose bun. Eden closed her eyes, letting out a small breath before muttering, "You're making me fall back asleep..." she trailed off, completely relaxed. Her hand now rested on his chest instead of exploring the tattoos that covered it. "You're going to be late for work..." she finally said in a sleepy tone. It was almost like she hadn't been gone, like she was waking him up and getting him out of bed like she always used to do. Eden moved slightly, resting her head back on the pillow beside him. Her body was turned so that she was facing him, a small grin still playing on her lips. She knew that they were nowhere near getting back together, but this was certainly a start. "You were never modest before, there's no reason to start now. I've seen your ass more times than I can count." she smirked.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 23, 2013 16:33:01 GMT -5
Marriage was something that had been brought up to him by several people throughout his early adulthood. Many people had asked him when he would propose to her. He had actually given it some thought several times though had not made a move towards that. Some people had gotten married and it always appeared as if the flame just died down. It wasn't hard to see why someone would want to think about when the right moment would be. So many marriages didn't have a high success rate. A child would have most likely have come before a wedding though by accident. They hadn't really discussed kids when they had been together previously because they had just gotten out of school. Both of them wanted a career which required devoting time to those goals. Time that would have been consumed by a child, if they had one. Children were something that he wanted later in life. Considering his family had gone to being quite small, he had always felt a bit lonely as a kid since there wasn't anyone his age around him. A child would have came first before marriage considering the two were like rabbits. Surpising enough, she was his first and had been the only one until she had left. Given the young age that they had started doing those certain activities with each other, they were like rabbits with it in school and outside of school. If a child had appeared for the two, he had the confidence in Eden that she would be a great mother. As for him, he hadn't thought much of himself as a father considering he was nowhere near being perfect as a kid. Sneaking out with older students, he had actually managed to have his first taste of alcohol at the age of eleven. Growing up with a stern mother figure, it was obvious to some as to why he often did things that no one his age would do. It was sort of obvious how the two were considering he still had yet to even say her name out loud. The name being something that he hadn't used in quite a while. Luckily for her, his feelings were nowhere near as bitter as they were after the year mark had passed. He certainly was more pissed off than then he was currently. Even now, it was nowhere near what it had been before he had learned of what she had to deal with. The main reason that it was so puzzling for him, was due to the fact that he had a weakness for her. It kept him from staying away from her or even being able to be completely mad at her. Noah had made a comment about her, telling her that she could never control herself. It was something that he had learned from the first few dates that the two had managed to have together. She would say no to any of his party invites though always showed up at the party. As much as she tried to stay with the good girl image that she had before him, it didn't stick around for long. It was evident though that the both of them struggled to restrain themselves around each other. Evident given their age when they both had lost their virginities to each other and the time period of knowing each other before that happened. Noah said, "Oh trust me, I've known this since the second time we ran into each other. The first time, I was too busy irritating you to notice." It had been Eden that had told him about the first time they had actually met considering he was too drunk that night to remember it entirely. When she has pulled her hair up, it revealed the small tattoo. Something that she had gotten after she had left Hogwarts. Eden had gotten it for him which could have been considered ridiculous by some people. They could never predict, if a couple was going to stay together, so why put a tattoo meaning someone on them? He, on the other hand, hadn't gotten any tattoo in honor of her. It was after she had left that he had started to get an interest in tattoos. Had she stuck around, he probably would have gotten one symbolizing her. When he had mentioned the tattoo, she had looked at him and mentioned that it meant too much to her. He hadn't said anything in response to her on that note. The two hadn't really had a day like this one since even a few days before she had left. They had seen each otehr though she had been staying at her house as if something had come up. Also, he had been getting busier it seemed as time started to pass by. Both of them didn't feel like getting up though he would eventually have to get up for work. Eden had mentioned the need to talk which he just told her that it would happen later. For now, he had been enjoying the moment. Considering the circumstances, he wouldn't have cared if she stayed at the house for as long as she wanted. On the other hand, he was contemplating not coming back every night as the two were still nowhere near ready to get back together. Staying away would have been a good idea since he knew how they were around each other. It wasn't something that he would mention to her just yet since again, he didn't want to ruin the moment. After six years, the two seemed to be happier than they had been when they were apart. Noah said, "Not really, it's been quite a while." He was totally referencing the fact that the two sometimes had no idea what they were doing when they were younger. She equally fucked as good as he did, probably even better in his opinion. Not that it was ever a total deciding factor in a relationship. She had laid her back down, tracing one of the tattoos on him. The loose bun that her hair had been, fell out as his hand went through her hair. Having her head against his chest, he could tell that she was relaxed which was much better than the previous night when she had been so fearful of Alek. He said, "So what if I am? I actually have a reasonable excuse to be late today. You're welcome to fall back asleep, if you want." There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice since he actually couldn't afford to be late much to work. However there no sarcasm when it came to actually having a reasonable excuse to be late. She had moved her head back on the pillow beside him, looking at him with a smirk on her face as she mentioned his ass. He had to laugh at that comment and said, "Well, if you say that then I guess I do have to get up now. So needy you are." Before he had gotten up though, he had leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. No way was he going to kiss on her lips since the two could barely restrain themselves the previous night with kissing on the lips. If he had kissed her on the lips, no doubt he would have been late to work. Getting out of the bed, he grabbed the boxers on the floor that had been thrown to the floor, pulling them up over his ass. A sight she probably would have enjoyed seeing, of course. Walking out of the room, he had gone into the bathroom where he took a shower though with the door locked. After he had gotten out of the shower, he had put the towel around his waist. Obviously, he did the normal things that people did when they went to the bathroom in the morning along with brushing his teeth and combing his hair. Leaving the bathroom, he walked back to the bedroom where Eden was still. Despite avoiding kissing her, he had come back into the room with just a towel around his waist. Lets just say he was always changing his mind around her when it came to torturing her with his good looks. Walking over to the dresser in the room, he pulled out a fresh pair of boxers and put those on. Next to the dresser, was the closet which he had picked out an outfit. Considering he worked for the ministry, he had to actually look presentable compared to the usual shirt and jeans that he would wear. It didn't long for him to put on the pair of black pants and black shirt along with a black jacket over it. The shirt had a grey bowtie which looked nothing like the usual dorky ones looked like. Walking over to the night stand which had been on the side of the bed where he had fallen asleep, he pulled out the drawer to grab a pair of black sunglasses considering how sunny it was outside. All that was left was for him to find a pair of socks along with a pair of shoes. Surprisingly, he had managed to do all of that without Eden interrupting him though he had known her eyes were on him the whole time. He said, "You can stay here as long as you want, I really don't care if you think you're overstaying here cause you're not. I'd rather you stay here than end up running into barbie. He may run up to you asking for you to brush his hair..." A total reference to a muggle song that was about barbie, a song that Noah loathed. Noah also mentioned, "Also, my aunt is suppose to stop by here later to feed Slyvester since I'm not suppose to get back until late. I can tell her to not stop by, if you're going to stay." Besides just feeding the cat, she was most likely stopping by to check up on everything with the house. Sometimes, she could have sworn that he just threw parties and destroyed the house. A total understatement since there were pubs for those kind of things.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 24, 2013 1:27:49 GMT -5
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Eden had mentioned that there was no reason to be self-conscious, that she had seen his ass on numerous occasions. She smirked and he laughed, replying with a comment that she was needy. Eden laughed lightly, propping her chin up with her hand, looking at him, watching him. She closed her eyes when he leaned forward to kiss her on the head. Honestly, she was surprised that he did that, considering he still hadn't said her name. She wasn't even going to try and be subtle, there was no point. He had to know that she was watching him, why else would she have mentioned his ass? However, he didn't walk into the bathroom completely naked like she would have done. At one point in time, she was modest. However, that time had come and gone...long time gone. He knew more than anyone that she was like that, or that she had been before Alek. Eden arched an eyebrow as he pulled his boxers on, smirking. "Take your time walking over there..." she snickered. Well, their sex drive towards each other hadn't changed, she noticed. If she hadn't of heard the lock on the bathroom door click, she probably would have walked in and joined him. Again, her being impulsive. Laying on her back with the sheet pulled up over her chest, she stared at the ceiling, pretty much in disbelief. What a fucking turn of events. If someone had told her that this was what her evening and morning would have turned into, she would have laughed in their face. When he walked out of the bathroom, however, her eyes immediately went to his figure. He hadn't looked at her still, but he obviously knew that her eyes were on him. Eden repressed a happy sigh, watching as he slowly put on the pieces of his suit. He was torturing her. The little shit. Finally, after this whole time, he looked at her while he got sunglasses out of a drawer beside the bed. As he was speaking to her, however, she had pulled the sheet off slowly. "Oh, Minerva is stopping by? Hmm..." Eden sat up on the bed on her knees, linking her fingers through his belt loops, pulling him towards her. "I wouldn't mind seeing her...she can still come over." She was obviously distracted. He looked fucking sexy in a suit, PLUS, he had been teasing her. That wasn't even fair. Her dark grey eyes connected with his then before she kissed him. Her mouth moved to his neck, though, suckling on a sensitive area. Her hands, however, left his waist, moving to his zipper. Before he could open his mouth to protest, though, she made sure to shut him up. This was obviously worth being a little late to work, no matter what he said. She knew now that there was no way in hell that he'd be able to concentrate on anything at work. Shortly after she had...finished, she had gotten out of bed with a smirk. Walking towards the bathroom, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Have a good day at work!" and shut the door behind her. Eden knew that he would be gone by the time she had finished showering.
Just as expected, Noah was gone when she entered his bedroom in a towel. Eden began giggling, picking up her discarded clothing, padding into the hallway and into the laundry room to switch the loads. Just as she suspected, her shirt was ruined. Eden made a face, acknowledging the blood stain with distaste. She needed to go shopping. There was no way in hell she was going to go back to her own home, yet. When her jeans were finally dry, she dropped the towel, realizing she was going to have to go commando, seeing as her undergarments weren't clean, yet. Well, this was awkward. Eden put on her bra, picking up the black shirt she had discarded the previous night, putting it on. It was, of course, big on her, but if anyone could get away with it, it was her. She could have worn a brown paper bag and she would have managed to make it look good. Picking up her wallet, she made sure she had her wand before leaving the house. She wasn't a very good listener, sometimes.
When Eden returned to his house, she looked like a new woman. Knowing that Minerva was stopping by, she wanted to look decent. Plus, she didn't know how long she'd be here, so she wanted to grab a few things just in case. It was a little chillier than it had been the previous day, typical of London weather. She had settled with a plum dress and a scarf, but had taken the scarf off upon entering the home. Letting out a small sigh, Eden leaned forward, scratching Sylvester's ears. "I'm about to do something you hate, kitty...clean." Sylvester meowed, rubbing his head into her hand before walking away from her. She was bored. What else was there to do? She started with his bedroom first, stripping the sheets and pillowcases. Men had a habit of not thinking they needed their bedding washed, she had learned over the years. Eden had just put them in the washer when she heard a familiar voice at the front of the house: Minerva. Turning the washer on, she walked out into the hallway, her heels clicking lightly. Clutching her hands together, she looked at the figure with her wand out at the front door. "Hello, Minerva. Long time no see."
She looked like she had just seen a ghost. "Merlin's beard...Eden Karkaroff." Eden nodded, before noticing the angry look on the older witch's face. The older woman walked up to her, then, smacking her. Not hard, but enough to shock her. Eden brought her hand up to her cheek, holding it, while she was pretty sure her mouth was hanging open. "How dare you. Do you have any idea what he went through while you were away? Of course you don't. You probably don't care." It took Eden a moment before she found her voice again, an angry look now on her own face. "It's nice to see you again, too." She bit back first. "If I didn't care, why would I be here? I could have told him to not let you come over, but I wanted to talk to you about the reasons I was away." After convincing the older woman to have tea and calm down, she finally sat down beside Eden, listening to her story. The look on Minerva's face certainly changed as she started hearing more details about the reasons why she had been gone for the past six years. Eden explained to her that she and Noah had yet to discuss what had happened. She left out the small detail about their encounter with Alek last night, not wanting to worry her. Honestly, Eden told her about the vow because she wanted advice on how to handle explaining it to Noah. She was surprised when the older woman actually responded with sympathy instead of anger. After two hours of lots of talking, Minerva actually hugged her goodbye, bidding her good luck in regards to the looming conversation at hand.
Eden picked up Sylvester, then, cuddling him while she walked into the kitchen. This cat was either starved for attention, or he seriously missed her. Probably missed her. Surprising many people, Eden was actually a pretty damn good cook. It was a hobby that she had picked up over the past six years and one that she enjoyed. However, she felt like a total house wife at the moment. Even though she was just cooking for herself, she had literally cleaned his whole house out of boredom and did the laundry. She was on a roll. He always knew she couldn't keep still, though. After she and Sylvester ate (yes, she gave him chicken, too), she got all of his bedding out of the laundry room and made the bed. She felt like she had accomplished so much. In fact, she would even go as far as saying that today was a good or even great day. Something that she hadn't been able to say in a very long time. On top of that, she had accomplished all of this in high heels. Eden smirked to herself, speaking in a higher pitched voice to Sylvester, "Your mum is the shit, yes she is!" Man, did she spoil the cat before she left. Grabbing a book off of the bookshelf, she sat down on the couch and opened it up. Sylvester joined her not long afterwards, curling up beside her.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 25, 2013 22:48:46 GMT -5
Despite the comment, he had put on his boxers to walk to the bathroom. Usually, he would have just walked to the bathroom just the way he was. The two were completely comfortable around each other, they didn't totally need to get dressed after a night of activities just to walk to the bathroom. She knew him the best out of anyone including his own aunt. The only things that Eden could never really know about him were the moments when he surprised her. Kissing her on the forehead was probably a surprise to her. The two had been completely ignoring the situation at hand because the two hadn't been happy since they had last seen each other six years ago. Sure, he had been happy in terms of accomplishing all his goals that he had set before he had left Hogwarts. One example of a goal would have been the fact that he became an animagus. The ability to transform into an animal had always intrigued him since he was younger considering he grew up around an animagus. Luckily for him, his transformation was a small animal. A fox. It allowed him to easily follow someone without them knowing it. The ability was probably what enabled him to advanced further as an auror because not many people were able to transform themselves completely into something that would not be as suspicious. Despite all the accomplishments that he had, it wasn't the same without her there. After showering, he had walked out of the bathroom in just a towel to the bedroom. Getting dressed, he knew that she had her eyes on him. He didn't need to pay much attention to her to know that. Finally, he made eye contact with her when he walked over to the nightstand and opened the drawer for a pair of sunglasses. Closing the drawer, he began to tell her that Minerva was coming over. As he began talking to her, she had pulled the sheet off of her. Completely distracted, he just let her keep talking and as she was, she linked her fingers through his belt loops, pulling him towards her. He said, "Just to warn you, she may be bitter towards you." It was the only set of words that could leave his mouth considering she was on her knees in front of him. Their eyes connected before she kissed him, her lips moving to his neck which led to him letting out of his own small groan of pleasure. Before he could say anything to her, her hands had gone to his zipper. Lets just say during that...experience...his eyes had rolled to the back of his head and well, her hair was pulled. When she had...finished...she had gotten up and left to the bathroom, telling him to have a good day at work. The bitch. There was no way that he would concentrate on anything else at work except perhaps how uncomfortable he would feel the rest of the day. It took a lot to resist the temptation to go into the bathroom when he had heard the water start up again. Instead, he had sat on the couch, putting his shoes and socks on after he had rearranged his clothing. She was correct in her thinking that he would be gone by the time she had gotten out of the shower. Arriving at the ministry since he had apparated to the phone booth, he had been tasked with looking over files. The files were of suspects as to who had murdered Harry Potter. The department was so focused on it nowadays. Without a head auror, the department was fiercely trying to determine who had killed someone that had been leading them. For the present time, Ron Weasley was appointed head auror until they could officially figure out what to do. It was a boring day for Noah since he was used to the department being a little more carefree considering nothing major had happened since the battle of hogwarts, well until now. Needless to say, he did manage to concentrate a little bit on actually looking through the files. Leaving the files on his desk, he walked over to the file cabinet which had anyone that had ever been on trial. Looking through it, he found the file on Igor Karkaroff, Eden's father. There wouldn't be a file on the russian considering he had never been trialed or suspected of anything in Britain. Sitting at his desk again, he looked through the file, looking for anything recent that he may have missed or not been a part of. Igor was believed to have been killed in 1996 by his fellow comrades though in actuality, he had gone into hiding. It wasn't until his daughter started going to Hogwarts that he began to resurface in the world. It had taken him that long to believe that everything was fine enough for him to show his face again. Most people knew him to be a coward given how he had betrayed the dark lord. Noah had met the man once when Eden and him had started dating. In that one meeting, he had grown such a strong hate for the man. The man had insulted Noah considering he was tainted blood, a half blood. There was nothing recent on the man though, just pictures of the 1996 trial which showed that Eden had clearly gotten her looks from her mother. True to his word, he didn't show up until late because after he had looked through the files, he had been sent out to look at an apparent store break in. Whoever had broken into the store had used dark magic, something that usually hit wizards or witches could have did. Except given the death of the boy who lived, he had been sent along with hit wizards. Nothing turned up unfornuately. Having apparated back to the home, he had dealt with questions all day. As to why his hand was as bruised as it was and even one of the women at the ministry had managed to notice the healed cut on his arm. Things that he easily dodged answers to. Walking into the home, the first thing he saw was Eden reading a book and Slyvester curled up on the couch next to her. Closing the door behind him, he walked over to the chair which was to the right of the couch, not too far from where she had sat. As he took his shoes off, he said, "I can tell you didn't listen to me at all, not a surprise." He had seen the clothes that obviously did not belong to him on her, indicating she had went shopping. Having been sent out of the ministry for a bit, he had a while to think about everything. How they should have talked before anything of what had happened the previous night and morning had happened.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 26, 2013 0:21:05 GMT -5
Noah's comment had certainly been accurate. Minerva was pretty damn bitter towards Eden, especially initially. The witch actually had the balls to slap her, which, in hindsight, didn't surprise Eden as much as it had before. However, that was the sentence that came out of Noah's mouth before she had moved towards him, naked, kissing him. Her lips moved to his neck, though, earning a small groan of pleasure. If he had told her to stop, she would have. She certainly wasn't this...sexually forward when they were younger. Yes, they fucked like rabbits, but she was still so young. There was still so much she had to learn about sexuality that they didn't know as teenagers. Or knew, but didn't try. This was one of those things. They were always silently battling for control, seeing as they both had dominant personalities. This, however, made her feel like she had all of the power in the world. She knew that she was doing something very right when she felt his hand in her hair, pulling it. It was so incredibly sexy and it was her way to pay him back for walking around naked in front of her- AND locking the bathroom door. Now, he had to go to work with that memory fresh in his mind...and his pants feeling a little bit tighter.
Her day had been extremely productive, having cleaned the entire house. It was something that she used to do when they practically lived together. She'd get bored, which is what happened today. Eden's encounter with Minerva had certainly been an eye opening experience, as well. She gave a few pointers as to how she should handle the situation, which is exactly what she was going to do. She knew that they needed to talk, which is why she had waited up for him. Not that is was super late, but she knew that the talk needed to happen before anything else happened between them. It'd help him understand more that this situation wasn't her fault. That she hadn't willingly left him. She had a feeling that at least part of him believed that, but she wanted him to know everything. Eden knew that it was eating away at him, too. With a book in her hand and Sylvester at her side curled up, Eden sat on the couch reading the Great Gatsby. It was a muggle novel from decades previous, but it was timeless and one of her favorites. She had completely lost track of time when she heard the lock on the front door turn. Eden turned her head to look at Noah, a small grin playing on her lips as he stepped out of his shoes. He was so handsome. To his comment, she shrugged slightly, closing the book. "I needed clothes and going to Alek's wasn't an option. Not without you." Or another auror, but she wouldn't have went with someone else. She had also stopped calling it her home. It wasn't a home at all and so far, it only held terrible memories. "But you should probably sit because I think it's time we had our talk."
Eden pulled lightly at the hem of her dress, her eyes also diverted. She was trying to think of where to begin. "I guess I'll start with that evening that I was supposed to meet up with you." Finally, she looked up at him. "My father showed up at my flat with three other men I've never seen in my life. As you know, up until that point, I hadn't seen him since I was in my first of second year, then when you and I started dating. I knew that it wasn't for a simple visit. Nothing is ever simple with him." She continued to explain that they had blindfolded and gagged her, dragging her out of her protected home so that they could apparate away. "For weeks, a month even, I had no idea where I was or what he had planned. I would literally just sit in my room and cry. I was inconsolable." She paused then, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. This wasn't easy to talk about. She didn't like thinking about anything that had made her miserable, let alone her kidnapping by her own father. Someone that was supposed to love her and take car of her. Not show her around to marry her off, completely disregarding her feelings and wishes. "That was when he began parading me around by force. If I didn't behave appropriately, I paid for it at home. I learned that really quick." She frowned at the thought.
"Eventually I met Alek. He didn't appear to be as awful as he is now. I still wanted nothing to do with him. I was still trying to get in touch with you. I'll give you that journal to read, if you remind me later." She was referring to the journal of letters she never got to send him. "But my father had made some kind of deal with his, thus our courting had began." She made a disgusted face. Bringing up briefly how he had forced himself on her during their first "date" alone. She was clenching her hands together so tight that she could feel her pulse in her fingertips- her hands white as snow. "After several months of that, my father announced at a gala that Alek and I were to be married. I passed out." A tiny grin crept up on her face, but faded quickly. "It wasn't until the next day that he told me that there would be an unbreakable vow involved." Eden glanced over at Noah, knowing that this was the part he had been wanting to know about. He would finally know why she hadn't been able to contact him. "There aren't many conditions, but each of them have a number of clauses that can't be broken. There aren't any loop holes, even in the contract that had also been signed." She let out a small breath, finally releasing her own grip from her hands. They ached. "I couldn't see you, as one of the conditions. If I tried to go home to you again or contact you, it would mean your life. I couldn't risk that. Another condition was that I had to marry Alek." Eden ran a hand through her hair. "This isn't where I thought I would be in my life six years ago. I'm so sorry for what I put you through, Noah." She looked at him, then, a small frown on her face. "There was literally not one thing I could do. Nothing."
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 28, 2013 2:49:30 GMT -5
Considering they had both started going out with each other at the ages of fifteen and sixteen, the two had practically been together during those years when no one really knew what they were doing. Obviously, the two weren't terrible in that part of their relationship or else they probably would not have lasted for four years. They both just had a lot more to learn as people that age would have needed to learn. The two were nowhere near as bad as they were now, being so sexually forward towards each other. Back during his school years, he had actually managed to make it to the age of sixteen until he lost his virginity. That was despite having his first kiss during his first year, a surprise to perhaps anyone that heard the five year span between the two. Since they started dating, the two were always silently battling for control in the relationship. Obviously, they weren't like some couples that were just always focused on control. Things such as what had just happened were examples of how they were silently battling for control...if you want to say that was silent. Due to that battle of control, he had to go to work feeling quite uncomfortable both mentally and physically. It was certainly pay back for him walking around her, getting dressed as if no one else was in the room with him. The day had been quite a drag considering all he did was look at files until the end of the night. Knowing Eden, she would have been cleaning. It was something that he could count on her to do, if she was home and he wasn't. Noah certainly wasn't the type to spend every second of the day, cleaning like her day could have been spent. If he ever had free time, it was spent out at a pub or a party. Some people could say that he was an alcoholic since he drank every night practically though he didn't drink all day every day. Cleaning was something that he did with the use of his wand, preferring to use the quicker method of cleaning compared to the muggle way. The original reason that he had told her that he would be late was because he did have plans with a few coworkers to get a drink. Unfornuately those plans had been ruined thanks to the run out that he had to make. It wasn't an entire loss since he was only going for free alcohol not the fact that he got along with everyone going to the pub. The main reason that he didn't go out even after the run out was because Eden was at his house, most likely waiting up for him. It was rare that she would wait up for considering it was never predictable as to when he would into the door. Most of the time, she would fall asleep on the couch and he would carry her to bed. Other times, she would have fallen asleep in bed and he would have gotten into bed next to her. Most of the time, he found a book by her side as well. One of the reasons that he felt that she had waited up was to see if he returned without any encounters with Alek. When he walked into the house, it wasn't real late. In fact, it wasn't even the next day yet in terms of time. Noah had closed the door behind him when he had mentioned the comment that she didn't listen to him. Taking off his shoes, he also took the sunglasses off his eyes. True, it wasn't entirely sunny outside anymore, but he was one of those people. One of those people that would still wear them even if it was dark outside because it just felt more comfortable to him. To wear glasses over his eyes, not letting everyone see how he reacted to certain things. His eyes especially gave away anything that he was thinking. He said, "Still not worth the risk and I'll go with you one day. However, you can still keep wearing my shirts." The last comment was to reference the fact that she would just walk around in his shirt and obviously, looked sexy. The moment of being able to smile was ruined though when she brought up that they needed to talk. Having sat down, he certainly wasn't shocked by the statement that they needed to talk. It was better to talk about everything compared to just avoiding it. Despite how much the two were enjoying avoiding it, it had to be done. To answer any questions that either of them had. Her questions were most likely going to consist of how he would feel after learning the whole truth about why she was gone. Eden began to talk about the past six years, what had happened. About how she was suppose to meet up with him. How her father was the one that had taken her away from him. She hadn't left willingly. How she had cried for a month. As she had just started, already he was feeling a lot of anger building up inside of him. Certainly if he was a father, he would no way in bloody hell treat his own daughter like that. It made him feel a little sick to his stomach that a parent could even do that to their own kid. If he didn't find Igor before going back to work, he would certainly take pride in setting the file on Igor ablaze and taking the blame for a file being destroyed. His calm facade was still present though since they hadn't really gotten to the worst. Though he knew the worst already about Alek, thanks to the russian running his mouth the previous night. She continued to tell him how she had been paraded around, punished, and met the blonde bastard. Noah was sat back in the chair, listening instead of saying what was on his mind at the current moment. If she still knew him as well she had always known him, she would know that he was quite pissed off. Just like those moments when he would defend her against any guy back in Hogwarts. Not entirely murderous as some people would get if they heard even just an insult, but he was certainly avoiding the desire to leave the house at that time. To go find Igor and Alek, to just stun them both to the point of not remembering their own names. She had brought up the announcement of being married, something that made a face of disgust show on his own face as well. It was quite hard to picture her married to anyone else considering he had only thought of her as being the only one worth marrying. After all, not too many marriages lasted for long. Considering he had both arms on each side of the chair, on the arm rests, there was certainly small marks on the arm rests. From where his fingers had sat, slowly digging into the chair with each detail she went into. Despite that, he still appeared much calmer than most people would appear. His fingers had completely stopped digging into the arm rests though when she brought up an unbreakable vow being involved. She glanced over at him, going into the details of the vow and even a contract that had been signed? Someone seriously needed a hobby, perhaps getting killed by his former comrades? One of the details had been that if she tried contacting him, that he would be killed. When she had brought up the vow without the details, he had taken a guess that could have been one of the details. It was something that could have easily forced her to stay and not contact him. It didn't take much to put two and two together in that case. She finished with an apology for putting him through what she did. It was his turn to say something which was quite hard to do during all of that considering he was just taking it all in. He sat leaning forward as he was beginning to speak his own mind. Noah said, "You don't need to apologize again considering it was your bloody fath--- that asshole that caused all of this. None of this was you and I apologize for thinking that in the first place." Previously, he tried his best to not be disrespectful towards Eden's father even though the man had insulted him. Why? He was still Eden's father, well after hearing this Noah didn't even want to think the two were related. He said, "My only suggestion would have been to get out of there anyways. Six years of misery is basically the same as being dead not that he would have managed that anyways." That statement had shown that despite the successes that he had throughout the six years, he hadn't felt much happiness throughout the six years. Noah said, "Not to sound cocky, but I would have wiped the floor with his old bag of bones anyways." In a serious talk, he always had to throw in a comment or two that could even be found funny to some. He never meant to be that way, it just slipped out. He also said, "And that vow is technically broken as of right now....cause you're not marrying the blonde russian even if they brought a priest here right now." Noah had pointed it out to her because it meant two things. One that they clearly had more than one person to be concerned about. Two that he wasn't going to even let the blonde russian get a chance to have a future mrs. pink corvette driving barbie. On a more serious note, he said, "I don't hold any bitter feelings towards you anymore, if you're wondering. More towards myself since I had completely thought wrong on this situation..." During the six years that she had to deal with all of that bullshit, he had been trying to move on. Trying to continue on with his life. It certainly felt like a gut punch considering he wasn't the type to just go sleeping with anyone when he was in a relationship. She clearly hadn't given up her own feelings for him, if she wrote a journal about them. To think the previous night and morning were quite pleasurable. The return from work was a completely different story. Having sat back in the chair, he just thought of how to deal with the two problems that were clear examples of asshole men. Even in the small amount of time that he had spent talking, the marks on the arm rests hadn't even returned to their original state showing how he had clearly been getting pissed off throughout the whole talk.
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 28, 2013 22:57:46 GMT -5
Eden watched as Noah entered his home, dark sunglasses still hiding his hazel eyes. Previously, she had always teased him, commenting on how the muggle song, 'I Wear My Sunglasses At Night', fit him perfectly. To people that were close to him, his eyes gave away a lot. To her, especially; she could read him like a book. It was both a good thing and a bad thing...for him. She supposed that she was the same in that way, too. Eden's face tended to be expressive, with her not being one to hold back on what's on her mind, anyway. Noah made a comment about her not listening, to which she grinned and shrugged lightly. She needed clothes! As in clothes that were meant for women, not that she didn't enjoy wearing his. He then went on commenting about, well, exactly what she thought he would mention. "One day, huh? That's very generous of you." she smirked slightly, teasing him. "I think you just want to see me walking around in your clothes, but I'm not opposed to it." Eden grinned, but let it fade. She then mentioned that she thought it was time that they finally talked. She watched as the smile faded away from his face. Eden closed the book, setting it on the couch beside her before clasping her hands together. She wasn't sure if she was ready to talk when she said that she was. Not that she was afraid, but she honestly wasn't sure where to even start. That's why she had decided to start at the night she was supposed to meet up with him.
Occasionally when she was speaking, Eden would look up at Noah, attempting to see how he was feeling. As time went on she noticed that his expression changed to a dark, angry one. Particularly in his eyes, even though he hadn't voiced any of his thought aloud. When she brought up the marriage aspect of it, his face mimicked the disgusted expression on hers. When she lowered her eyes, she also noticed his fingers digging into the arms of the chair. He was definitely angry. Eden released her own grip on her hands, letting them free; they ached. She continued on, then, giving him the details of the vow, explaining further why she wasn't able to get in contact with him. Eden finished, apologizing to him for putting him through hell. Granted, she was going through her own kind of hell at the time, but he had no idea what had happened to her. Eden watched as he leaned forward, obviously still taking in everything she had just said to him. She bit her lip lightly, listening to everything he had to say himself. She felt better getting everything off of her chest, but she couldn't help but feel guilty for unloading on him. He wanted to know, but she felt like she had just put more stress on his shoulders, more for him to worry about. Maybe it was a good thing she had gotten out of the house today. "If escaping would have been a possibility, I would have. I tried, actually, but he had a trace on me." she sighed, picking up on his comment about being in misery. She managed a small smile and scoff when he mentioned wiping the floor with her bag of bones father. "I have no doubt in my mind that you would have." Her miniscule smile vanished as abruptly as it came, though. A more pensive look took over, listening to him. "We wouldn't be opening the fucking door if a priest showed up. I threw away the ring, anyway." She pursed her lips, adding, "It was really tacky," as an after thought. She never wanted to marry anyone except Noah. Eden furrowed her brows at his next comment. "I'm glad you don't, but don't feel bad. For all you knew, I had just left. Don't feel guilty about anything that happened while I was away. I'm not going to hold anything against you." And she wouldn't. In fact, she didn't even want to think about anything that he had done with other women while she was away.
Eden observed as Noah sank back into his chair, his eyes not on her, but staring off. She watched him for a moment, her own mind on overdrive. Standing up, she walked over to where he was seated, reaching for his hand and holding it for a moment. She held on to it until he looked up at her. "Stop worrying and over-analyzing for two seconds. I'm right here and I'm fine." When he didn't say anything, she sat on his lap, her head resting against the crook of his neck. Eden had completely disregarded the fact that she was still in a dress. Little actually mattered in the context of things, right now. When she was close to him, her mind seemed to calm. She reached out, then, cupping his cheek with one hand before leaning in and kissing him. This kiss was definitely different from all of the others. It was soft, almost hesitant. She pulled back, though, leaning her forehead against his. "I'm okay, now. We'll figure this out, I'm not going anywhere again." Eden moved her head, kissing his cheek before undoing his tie, leaving it loose around his shirt collar.
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on Apr 30, 2013 0:22:12 GMT -5
One day had been mentioned considering his schedule. It wasn't always as hectic as it appeared to be until something major happened. Such as the death of practically the most famous person in the wizarding world that had been left living after the war. A normal schedule for him would have resembled a muggle's schedule of nine to five, five days a week. He also had the chance of being called in the middle of the night or at any time, for anything that was found to not be normal in the wizarding world. Noah smirked and said, "Well, my schedule is quite tight at the moment. How about we never go and you just walk around here without clothes?" It was only shortly after this that she mentioned that she didn't mind walking around in his clothes. Also, pointing out that she thought he just wanted to see her walk around in her clothes. Noah said, "That can be your second option, the first option sounds better." There was still a smirk on his face, practically a smile. This changed though when she had mentioned the talk that the two had been avoiding for the past two days. It was something that would certainly change the tone of their voices and the mood set in the room at that moment. While his demeanor had managed to stay calm, two things gave away the anger building up in him. His hazel eyes definitely showed that he was angry. Noah could never describe to anyone how his eyes looked when he was pissed, some people were just able to read them well enough to know. One of those people being Eden. The second thing that gave away his anger was the fact that his fingers were digging into the arms of the chair. When she had finished talking, he had leaned forward, taking everything in that she had said. He had his own amount of words to add to the talk which were nowhere near as terrible as hers. Her words had shown what kind of hell that she had been through during the six years that they had been apart. His own words had shown a bit of guilt, cockiness, and disapproval. Disapproval because he would have rather trouble be a problem for him than her. She mentioned that a trace was on her, so escaping wasn't possible. A trace was something that the ministry used mostly for things such as underage magic. He said, "A trace? Did your mother even know about all of this?" It wasn't too surprising to hear about the trace, but it was more surprising that she hadn't mentioned her mother having any part. Or perhaps any knowledge of what was going on. She had a small smile on his face when he mentioned wiping the floor with her father, who was much older than him. Noah said, "Smart choice, could've saved it for when we push the car off the cliff though. They can have their own underwater grave together." She had mentioned the ring being tacky, but he didn't really focus on that comment. If that moment ever came for him to propose to anyone, he knew that he would have needed to ask for a girl's help. He was perhaps considered having a good eye for brilliant looking things, but a ring for a girl was certainly not something on his list. Yes, this meant that he had looked at random times when he was wondering a store by himself though had never really given it any serious thoughts. He had expressed guilt for what had happened when she had been gone, that being the women that he had been with. She said that she wasn't going to hold anything again him. Sitting back, his eyes were on her, but rather staring off. As someone that had been a stall for the sorting hat between gryffindor and ravenclaw, it wasn't too difficult why it had considered ravenclaw. He was someone that always thought about everything though had his moments of just jumping into something. The situation at hand required a lot of thought despite what Eden might have thought. A lot had happened in the six years that the two were apart from each other. Half of those things were things that made him quite pissed off at two people. It also made two people pissed off at the both of them. She had gotten up, walking over to him and reached for his hand. He looked up at her though didn't say anything when she mentioned that she was there and fine. Fine was far from it in his opinion considering everything that she had went through. Though then again, she was fine with him. Not scared as she had been the night before. She sat on his lap, her head resting against his neck. The two kissed, unlike before, it wasn't full of passion or desire. It was a soft kiss which ended rather not as quickly as the previous kisses despite the length of time. Her forehead leaned against his, his eyes on her rather than staring off. She spoke again which he actually replied to. He said, "I know you're not, Eden." It was as if something sour that had been in his mouth, was now sweet. Her name was such a pain to say through the course of the six years to the point where he stopped saying it altogether. This time saying it for the first time in so long, it didn't feel like a sour word to him. Her head moved away from him, kissing him on the cheek before undoing the bowtie that was attached to the shirt (occ: unf the yolo suit). When she had sat on his lap, the hand that she had previously been holding was around her waist. Having gone out shopping, she was no longer wearing the shirt that she had taken out of his room previously. Instead, she was wearing a dress. When he had looked at her when she mentioned that she wasn't going anywhere, he knew that she meant it. Just the look in her eyes, proved that she was telling truth. Then again, the two never lied to each other, something that some couples managed to do. Even when he was younger and perhaps more stupid, he didn't lie to her because he knew that it would just cause more problems compared to just telling the truth. The two may have proclaimed that she wasn't going away, but neither had mentioned getting back together in a relationship. Perhaps because they still had things to work out, things labeled Igor and Alek. Neither of them a concern on his mind for now as he kissed her on the lips. Much like the previous kiss, it was a soft kiss which gradually turned into being a more passionate kiss over time. During the course of this kiss, his hand had moved from her waist, slowly going up her leg underneath the dress that she was wearing. What transpired under the dress, well you can leave that to your own imagination (occ: yes, you katie bitch!). After what transpired, the mood in the room had obviously gone from saddening, depressing to what it had been before. No longer kissing her, he said, "That is payback for earlier, now we're even!" Before neither of them could say anything else, an owl had flown into an open window, dropping a letter off. It was a dark grey meaning it was from the ministry. Luckily for them, the chair wasn't a small chair and the owl hadn't seen anything. Unluckily for them, a letter from the ministry meant something had come up meaning he had to possibly leave her yet again.
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LIVING OUR LIVES
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on Apr 30, 2013 20:41:31 GMT -5
Even before Noah was officially an auror, he was always busy at the ministry. She figured that by him saying, 'one day,' that it referred to a day that he was actually free again. However, Eden decided to tease him, saying that is was generous of him. He replied in a manor that didn't surprise her. It was like something he would have said when they were still together. "Right, I heard about Potter...crazy." The smirk was still on her lips as she said that, but to the second part of his comment she smiled, shaking her head slightly. "Naked? I mean...I don't think that'd help with your job situation; you'd never want to leave the house. Totally reasonable." Not. Eden laughed lightly before the changing the mood altogether. It was time for them to talk. To anyone else, he would have appeared calm, collected. To her, however, his eyes completely gave way to his anger. They seemed to darken as she progressed into the details. That's when she noticed that not only were his eyes dark, but his fingers were digging into the arms of the chair. Occasionally she could hear a tiny protest from the fabric. Eden began explaining that a trace had been put on her, resulting in her not being able to leave or escape. She had tried once, but it ended horribly for her. She had undergone the cruciatus curse for hours off and on, until her body literally shut down and she blacked out. She tried not to think about what may have happened to her while she was unconscious, but a part of her was thankful that she'd never know- therefore never be able to worry about it. Noah had mentioned her mother and it was like a switch had been turned on in her head. She hadn't even written to or called her since she returned home. Eden cursed in another language under her breath. "I didn't get the chance to talk to her, things have been so chaotic. She doesn't know the real reason I was away, though. I can't remember what Alek made me tell her." Iskra was going to murder her...and then want to murder her estranged husband. She had almost forgotten that he asked about the trace. "But yes, he had a trace on me. I don't know how he managed that one, he might of had someone in on it from the Russian Ministry, I'm not sure." When she mentioned throwing the ring away, he commended her, but thought she should have kept it so that they could have put it in the car when they get rid of it. "Oh, it's in the sewage somewhere, I'm sure. I didn't put it in the trash, I dropped it in a storm sewer." As in one of the big drains on the roadways that the gutters empty into. It seemed like they had similar ideas, though. For all she knew, that ring was actually the tracking device that had been used on her. Maybe she had thrown them off for awhile longer. In a perfect world, right? "I can't wait until that car is gone, though." she added after a few more moments.
When she realized that he had started to stare off, she had gotten out of her seat and stood in front of him- in an attempt to calm his mind. He looked up at her, but said nothing; she knew that his mind was racing. She knew that she wasn't fine, fuck, she was far from it. She was mentally and physically abused for the entire six years that she was gone. However, in that moment, she was fine. Eden was with him and she knew that as long as he was around, that he'd keep her safe. Eden had sat on his lap, resting her head in the crook of his neck before turning his cheek gingerly, kissing him. It was a delicate kiss, one that was completely different than the others. She leaned her head against his, then, telling him that she wasn't going anywhere. When he didn't respond right away, she kissed his cheek before undoing his tie- keeping herself busy. It wasn't until he looked at her again and spoke her name for the first time in six years. Her lips parted slightly in surprise, a small breath escaping. It was like the color had been put back into her world where it had once been only in black and white. The hand that she had been holding had moved to her waist when he leaned in to kiss her again. It started out slow like the kiss she had given him, but had quickly turned into a more passionate one. Her hands were now on his chest, undoing several buttons, but her lips stayed on his. Noah's other hand had started moving under dress, her legs eventually parting for it. As soon as his fingers made contact, her lips moved to his neck, letting out a sharp breath before a small groan. After several agonizing (and pleasurable, DUH) minutes, she reached her blissful ending. She kissed him before he replied that it was payback for earlier. Well played, asshole, well played. Before she could comment further, and owl had dropped off an envelope- one from the Ministry. Eden pursed her lips, standing up finally, adjusting her dress. Walking over and picking up the envelope, she threw it at his chest like a Frisbee. "Payback is a bitch, you just remember that!" she shook her head, walking towards his room to change clothes and go to the restroom for obvious reasons. Eden had put on one of his shirts before walking back out into the living room, leaning against the wall in the hallway. She had a feeling that he'd be leaving, so there was no reason to sit back down.
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WE MAKE THE RULES
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Post by NOAH ROBERT MCGONAGALL on May 1, 2013 0:01:13 GMT -5
When Eden had first left, he had went to her mother to ask about where she was. Iskra and him actually got along compared to Igor and him. Unfortunately, the woman had no idea where her daughter had gone off too. At the beginning, the two had kept touch with one another. This didn't last for long because he had a feeling that she was lying to him about where Eden had went. As if she was protecting her daughter from being found. Another factor was the fact that he did not want to constantly be reminded of Eden. If anyone could tell, she didn't get her looks from Igor at all. When Eden's mother and him had met back when the two first dated, she seemed a bit suspicious of him. After all, Eden and her mother had a close relationship. She certainly didn't approve of his habits when he learned of them, those being that he would party quite a bit resulting in her daughter following suit. What had really made her mother come around, was when the three had been out together. He had defended Eden to a guy which pretty much sealed the deal. It wasn't even a fight, but rather just one comment that brought her around to finding him to be the 'perfect' guy for Eden. It wasn't something that he had done just to get her approval considering he always defended Eden, if she didn't beat him to it. Despite not being together, he had made the comment about her just walking around with no clothes on. She had brought up that it would cause him to never leave the house again. Not only that, but it probably would have resulted in at least one child eventually being brought into the mix. Something that had surprisingly never happened in his case with any women which was a good thing considering the amount of time that he didn't have to commit to a child. Yet again, another moment had happened between the two. A moment showing the struggle for control, who was more dominant out of the two. Only this time, it had been Noah, who had done the deed. It was a distraction to avoid thinking about everything. Plus, he wanted payback on her for what she had made him go through the whole day. He was literally so uncomfortable throughout the whole day at work. Two could play at that game. When it had ended, she kissed him before he pointed out that it was payback for what had happened between the two earlier. Before she could reply to him, a owl had dropped an envelope off and quickly flew out the window. Noah had watched as she had gotten up off his lap, adjusting her dress. Having grabbed for the envelope, she threw it at his chest. Literally, his chest since his shirt had been unbuttoned by her. Knowing the two of them, it would have gone on to much more torturous things for the chair, had the envelope not appeared at all. She told him that payback was a bitch. Noah said in a sly voice back to her, "Well, that payback would be quite worth it, I'm sure." As she had left the room, he had opened the envelope and walked out to the kitchen, cleaning his hands for obvious reasons. Not that it mattered much, but it would have mattered if he had to deal with any other people for the night. The envelope mentioned a disturbance in Godric's Hollow, not far from the home. Knowing that he was one of two aurors to live in Godric's Hollow, it was a wonder as to why they would send him over the other auror. Perhaps, it was due to the fact that he had practically done nothing productive the whole day thanks to a certain woman. Cursing under his breath, he walked back out to the living room and put his shoes on yet again. Looking to the hallway, he saw Eden leaning against the wall in one of his shirts. It wasn't an unusual site, in fact it was a common site for him. Despite having been in training, he would have sometimes been sent out to attend to matters, if no one else was nearby at the present time. She would often watch him leave and go out to deal with those matters. Taking off the jacket that was a part of the suit, he only kept on the shirt. There was no point keeping the whole suit intact for a small matter which would most likely take a matter of minutes to handle. He got up from the couch which he had sat on to put his shoes back, walking over to her. As he stood in front of her, he had buttoned the shirt back up slowly. It was just a little extra torture for her, seeing his chest there with the buttons down. Noah said, "I have to go handle something, I'll be back soon since it's somewhere around here." He gave her a quick peck on the lips and walked out of the house, leaving the home behind as he actually transformed into his animagus form. Something that wouldn't show him off as easily to any dark wizard or witch who would have expected an auror to appear.
The matter hadn't taken long to resolve. In fact, it was someone that had gotten drunk at the pub and had started using dark magic in a duel with someone else. That dark magic being an unforgivable curse, the cruciatus curse. Noah had managed to stun the man, leaving him unconcious for a hit witch that had finally arrived to take the man to the ministry, hopefully followed by azkaban. Back in the animagus form of a fox, he had padded down from the pub towards the cemetery. He had told Eden that he wouldn't be long, but the confrontation with the drunk hadn't take long at all. Neither would this trip perhaps. Despite what had happened before he had left the house, he was still quite pissed off over everything from the talk that the two had previously had. Whenever he was pissed off or even depressed over something, he would often find something that made him think of his parents. Back in Scotland as a kid, he would often go into what had been his father's room when he was younger. The room had become a study room though it was someplace that he felt that he could relax in. After all, it had been a room where his father had found comfort to sleep in the room. Presently in Godric's Hollow, he didn't need to go anywhere in the home to find a room that had previously belonged to a parent of his. Neither of his parents had lived in the home that he had ended up in, rather his aunt. Their home had been burned to the ground unfortunately after their deaths. The place in the village was the cemetery, the famous cemetery where the Potters were buried along with the Peverells. Besides those two famous families, several of the McGonagalls had been buried in the cemetery. It was mainly due to the fact that they had all been in Gryffindor and plenty of them had died in a moment of courage. There were some that had been buried in Scotland, but Robert and Olivia were not in Scotland. They had been buried in the village's cemetery. Reaching the cemetery, that was when he had transformed back to his normal form. Obviously not that of a fox. The cemetery was covered in brown and orange leaves, showing the signs of autumn. Considering how late it was outside and there was a full moon outside, he had his wand out in his right hand. Walking along the graves, he didn't need to look at the names. It wasn't hard to remember where his parents had been buried considering he was a frequent visitor over especially, the last six years. When he had finally reached the gravestones, he hadn't even looked over to his left where a man was standing several feet away. He had only taken a glimpse at the gravestones, after he had been looking at the ground for so long when a rough cough came from the man in the shadows. Looking over to his left, he saw the man though paid no attention to him. The man wasn't looking at him, but rather down at a gravestone. Considering the chilly weather, it must have been a cough due to an illness.
Each gravestone had a name, representing people that had died twenty three years ago. Underneath their names, were their birthdates and death dates. There was no message underneath those because Minerva had left that for him to decide whenever he felt obligated to ask for the gravestones to be edited. That was something that he had such trouble coming up with since he could barely remember them. The next few gravestones next to them were of his grandfather, great uncle, and aunt. While standing there, he wondered what they would say to do about the two men that had obviously played key roles in making Eden's life a mess. It wasn't until a curse had hit his arm that he had taken his attention off the thoughts running through his head. The curse was the same at the previous one that had hit his arm. It certainly knocked him back and he even moved back using his elbows from the graves as the man that had previously been standing several feet away, appeared before him. It wasn't until the moonlight had hit the man that he took site of who it was. Igor Karkaroff. Igor said, "Well, well if it isn't the little fox that fell for the trap at the pub. It's a good sign that my daughter has ran her mouth when you come here with your tail between your legs." How Igor knew about his animagus form or where he would go when he needed to think without anyone around, wasn't known to him. No doubt, he had someone perhaps in the ministry that was keeping an eye on him? Noah said, "You don't bloody deserve a daughter like her.." Igor cut him off and said, "No, I don't when she chooses tainted blood over a pureblood, who was willing to give her everything." How he hated the man in front of him, but he could do nothing. It was as if he was stuck to the spot where he had managed to move back to. His wand had fallen out of his hand when he had been hit in the arm yet again. Fuck, if that tiger were real, he probably would have kicked Noah's ass for letting him get so banged up. Noah said, "Because she's smarter to choose someone that treats her even better than her own father does." Igor's wand was pointed at his chest quicker than someone could say one word. It was to be expected that Igor would just say the curse, the one that he had been dying to say to rid his daughter of the one that would taint his bloodline. However, Igor laughed and said, "As tempting as it is, I have a better idea. Be sure to send my best regards to her, consider this a warning for her." Standing back up, Igor turned around with an evil grin on his face. Noah hadn't heard a word come out of Igor's mouth due to nonverbal magic. Flames began to burst up over the graves of only the McGonagalls graves. If a spell hadn't been placed on him before to be stuck where he had ended up on the ground, Noah would have gotten up and used so many spells, curses on the man. All he could do was watch the flames go up slightly higher. Igor had turned to look back at Noah, laughing at what he had managed to pull off. The look on Noah's face was complete and utter shock at what was happening before him. He had tried nonverbal magic to make it stop though nothing had worked, he had also tried to move which wasn't doing anything for him. It didn't even matter that yet again his arm was bleeding all over the sleeve of yet another shirt. It may not have even mattered that the ground perhaps only held bones, it was the fact that they were being burned to dust. Luckily, Igor's laughter was adrupted when a curse hit him though it was not from Noah.
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LIVING OUR LIVES
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Post by EDEN EMILIYA KARKAROFF on May 1, 2013 1:40:36 GMT -5
Eden leaned against the wall in the hallway, watching as Noah put his shoes on. This was something that she was used to from when they lived together. He would often get a letter from the Ministry, wanting him to check up on something that was going on in their area. Horrible timing, really. Or good timing, if you were speaking for the poor chair. She always wanted to say goodbye to him when he left and perhaps he did it out of habit. Being an auror, there was always a chance that they could be hurt or even killed. Even when she was asleep, he would often give her a kiss before he left. Eden watched as she walked towards her, buttoning his shirt. She smirked, poking his chest with her finger, "You're treading on thin ice." she said, obviously referring to him teasing her. She nodded, though, knowing that he had to leave- kissing him. It only felt natural to fall back into place with him. They hadn't discussed getting back together, but it seemed like that's where this was heading. There were still two big problems they had to deal with, that being Alek and her father. What a piece of shit he was. Eden lingered in the hall for a moment before going and picking up his suit jacket that he had discarded on the couch. Padding back into his room, she walked over to his closet and hung it up. Men. Turning off the light in the closet, she shut the door, walking towards the bed before crawling under the blankets. It was crazy to think that she was actually going to get some sleep good again.
Turning over to lay on her stomach, she noticed that Noah still hadn't returned home. She must have fallen asleep for an hour or so, by looking at the alarm clock. Eden sighed, sitting up, bringing her knees to her chest. If something else had come up, he would have owled her. At least, that's what he used to do...and he would probably still do. She bit her lip, wondering if she was just worrying herself or if something had really come up. Pulling the covers back, she stood up, walking over to one of the shopping bags she had accumulated- pulling out a pair of jeans and sliding them on. She decided to put on a long sleeved button up over his shirt just in case it was cold. Sitting down at the end of the bed, she began to think of the places he would have went. One popped into her mind immediately, but she wasn't too sure, yet. After putting on socks and shoes, she walked into the kitchen where he had opened the letter, reading over what it had said: the pub...which was near the cemetery. Eden tucked her wand into the back of her jeans, hiding it from plain sight. Of course, this was a risk, considering Alek wanted her head and Noah's on a platter. Before walking out the door, Eden looked at Sylvester and said, "Don't wait up for me, Sylv" to which he responded with a meow. Merlin, did she miss that cat while she was away.
After she made it outside of the wards of the house, Eden apparated to the pub, looking around cautiously. All she needed was to get jumped by some idiot drunken muggle. It had been attempted before, but ended terribly for the poor man. When she didn't see anything out of the usual, she began the walk towards the cemetery. It was a place that she would sometimes find him lingering when they younger. While he had no parents, her mother had taken a liking to him quite easily after the initial dislike. Dislike because of the partying habits she had heard about from other gossiping women. However, it only took him defending her once for her mother to completely change her opinion of him. Iskra loved him like he was part of the family, which often lead Eden to wonder if they had kept in contact while she was gone for six years. As Eden edged closer to the cemetery, she heard a familiar voice- one that made her stop in her tracks; her father's. While she was standing there, she heard what sounded like laughter before flames erupted. Eden went on autopilot. She hadn't even taken her wand out, but she was furious. Why couldn't he just leave her alone?! In one swift motion of her hand, she had used wandless magic to get rid of the flames- also breaking the spell that was holding Noah in place. However, she reached for her wand to shoot a nasty dark curse at her father, literally severing his arm. "Consider that a fucking warning from me." The look of shock was priceless. He obviously hadn't counted on her showing up, or having the guts to cast a spell, a dark one, at him. Blood speckled the side of her face like freckles from the initial splicing of his arm. She maintained her glare with her wand pointed at him until he managed to apparate away. Eden ran over to Noah, then, kneeling next to him like she had two evenings ago. This time, however, she hadn't stood around while he fought. He had been forced to watch his parents graves go up in flames. It took a sick motherfucker to do that and she couldn't stand the fact that she was related to him. Eden looked over his arm, cursing. "God dammit," she breathed. "I'm putting you in danger. This happened because of me." Eden stood up, turning her back towards him. She was not about to have a nervous breakdown in front of him. No way. Not after what just happened. Turning back around, she gingerly helped him up, picking up his wand in the process. "We're going to kill Alek. They have to die."
* WEARING
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