Comfort Food (-open-)

[Emilian Sota]

The look in her eyes should have made Emilian feel bad for what he wanted to do to her, but it did nothing other than fuel his desire. "Believe me, I will definitely be looking forward to our next meeting." He also definitely hoped it was after the alotted time limit, he didnt' know that he could keep his head with one more meeting. He stood, letting his hands linger in hers.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's heart stuttered at the stark honesty she heard in his voice and the inscrutable gleam in his eyes as he stood over her. Her tongue swept unconsciously over suddenly dry lips before she glanced away, sliding her hands free of his, as though he had been holding her. She felt weak, and she had no idea why. In her flustered state, she forgot to speak any sort of goodbye.

[Emilian Sota]

When her tongue darted out between her lips Emilian forced himself to turn around, walking quickly out of the library, to hopefully find refuge in his dorm room. Hopefully no one would come up there, sometimes the dorm would be empty save for him.

[Adara Snow]

Adara watched Emilian leave, but didn't pick up on his hasty exit, or the fact that he hadn't said goodbye either. Her mind had slipped into fantasy, and reality was already beginning to fade. Before long, she had brought out her journal and a quill, and was filling pages with neat, feminine handwriting.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Annabelle walked into the library for some nice quiet time. It had been a while since she'd lost herself among the rows of parchment and binding. She was about to head to her favorite table when she spotted Adara sitting alone by a window and decided to say hi first. "How's the school treating you so far?" Anna asked Adara as she walked up to her.

[Adara Snow]

Adara smiled brightly at Annabelle. "Very well, thank you!" she said. "I have friends, Anna, what else does one need?" She rested her quill against the pages of her open book and laughed airily. "Besides comfort food," she added.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Anna smiled brightly at Adara, remembering how grateful she herself had been after meeting her first friends at Hogwarts. "Making friends helped so much when I transferred too, it's so hard to leave behind what you know and all your old friends. Hopefully it won't be as bad when we graduate and go out into the 'real world' though."

[Adara Snow]

"I will be returning home when I graduate," Adara said. She cocked her head curiously at Anna's words. "Is this world not real?" she asked. It certainly seemed unreal much of the time. Hogwarts was a feast for the curious, and she found herself gorging herself on new information, new experiences. Adara felt her face flush at that last thought and glanced down at her hands, resting against the still-drying ink of her latest fantasy.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"Sorry, that's a muggle term I guess. They call the 'real world' once you graduate and are an adult. You know, having to work for a living and support yourself instead of just going to school and having everything you need provided for you." She looked at Adara curiously, something about the way she'd worded her question, as if she was serious, didn't sit right.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's lips curved gently. "But why would I not be provided for?" she asked. "I will return to my home, and father, or I will marry. You hope to marry as well, do you not?" The question was rhetorical. All girls dreamed of meeting her knight, her warrior, and being swept away to marriage. "If I do not arrange to be married, it will be arranged for me, is it not the same for you?"

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"Arranged Marriage?!?" Annabelle said loudly, then realized her volume, looked around to make sure she hadn't caused too big a scene before continuing. "That's so old fashioned, I've heard of some pureblood families encouraging them, but I can't ever imagine not marrying for love." Annabelle shrugged with a smile, her mind turning to her boyfriend. "If I end up an old unmarried hag, married to my work, so be it. But I hope that won't happen."

[Adara Snow]

Adara's eyes widened, scandalized. "But why would you not simply marry?" she asked. "In time, love would come, and I trust that anyone chosen for me would be compatible. Would you truly prefer to be always alone than to allow one that you love and trust to guide you to the right path?" It was unthinkable.

[Annabelle Hennessy]

"Don't get me wrong, I'd date and search for the right guy, but I'll never marry someone without knowing they were the one. But how could you trust your parent's that much, it's your life, your whole happiness on the line, not theirs. I'm close to my mum and dad, but they don't know enough about what I'd truely desire to choses the perfect man for me." Annabelle stared at Adara, unable to grasp her concept, how she could marry someone without already loving them. Even worse, how she could trust someone else to choose the man she'd spend the rest of her life with.

[Adara Snow]

"How could you not trust your parents? Are there levels of trust? You must either trust them, or not, and I could not bear to think that I could not trust those who gave me life." Adara heard herself then, arguing, and squeezed her eyes shut a moment, trying to gather herself. "Please forgive me, Anna, I have forgotten myself. I respect your thoughts, please know that."

[Annabelle Hennessy]

Anna gave a large smile, trying hard not to laugh at Adara's appology. "Don't appologize, you didn't do anything other that speak your mind, same as me." She leaned back in the chair, wondering where Adara got such odd views on life. "I guess it is different for everyone. For me, there are definately levels of trust. For instance, I'd trust someone I hardly know with less important things, like passing on a message to a mutual friend. I'd trust my friends with more, like keeping a secret I didn't want everyone to know. And I'd trust my Family with more, like being there for me, no matter what. But to trust someone unconditionally no matter what? I don't think I could give any one person that much power over me, not even my parents. Haven't you ever kept anything from your parents?"