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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 17:23:13 GMT -5
Michael thought for a few moments, "Ok, I think I get it...maybe you can show me sometime," he said, smiling. He then realized the implications and looked down, sitting up with his legs crossed and messing with a blade of grass. "So were your parents excited to hear you were a witch?" he asked, looking up at her once more.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 17:47:05 GMT -5
"Yeah, they're really supportive. I think they were just relieved when I started showing my abilities." Annabelle blushed when she continued. "I talked about being a witch a lot, pretended to have a wand and everything. I think they were glad I didn't go through the disappointment I'd have had if I'd turned out to be a muggle like them." She quickly added, "Not that there's anything wrong with muggles, I just had my heart set on being a witch."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 18:06:21 GMT -5
"So do you have family that are magical?" he asked, that would explain why they were relieved. Michael knew instances like that happened, it was much the same with Dru.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 18:28:44 GMT -5
"I have grandparents that are wizards. Do you have any muggles in yours?" Annabelle asked, biting her lip. She hoped he'd take her bait of distraction and not concentrate on her mum being a squib.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 18:43:27 GMT -5
"I don't think so...." Michael said, though he trailed off, thinking. "Well, there was this one cousin, he married a muggle, my grandmother disinherited him." He played with a string hanging off his robes, "So I might as well not have one, I haven't seen him in years. I only saw her once." That had been the day he had come out as loving a muggle and had been disinherited, Michael had only been maybe eight. "I didn't know what was going on when it happened, didn't really understand why my family was so mad."
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 19:08:15 GMT -5
"So you're whole family hates muggles?" She said with a frown. She wondered if he had death eaters as family members, or if they just had radical pureblood interests. Annabelle shook her head and sat up. "Nevermind, you don't have to answer that."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 19:21:09 GMT -5
Michael looked down, "You could say that." He took a breath and looked up into the sky, squinting into the sun. "We've all been Slytherins, all the way back," he said, waving his hand. "My dad's a death eater, mom...she's weak." He stopped suddenly, "I mean...she's not like him....she's more caring and sensitive than he is. I used to consider that weak, but now I know that it's not, that dad's the weak one."
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 19:36:07 GMT -5
Annabelle groaned, realizing they'd just pulled a full circle. "I guess I'm not that great at distracting you afterall." She gave him an appologetic look and a weak smile. "Sorry."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 19:42:28 GMT -5
Michael looked at her and smiled, "Don't worry about it, it's fine." He reached out and touched her cheek, "You've helped me a lot, you really have." He pulled his hand back, "You didn't judge me, you didn't run from me...."
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 20:27:51 GMT -5
Annabelle leaned forward without realizing it, following his hand part way when it left her. Something about his touch made her feel.....secure. She let her smile show more sincerity, "I almost did, I think I was too shocked to run though."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 20:37:46 GMT -5
"I'm glad you didn't," he said, laying his hand partially on hers. "No one else has bothered to listen and actually try to help me." Some had listened, but none had tried to help him forget like she had.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 21:22:49 GMT -5
Annabelle's insides squirmed with butterflies. She didn't know what had come over her lately; this was the second guy in a short period of time to make her react in such ways. Her sudden weakness for Slytherins was a bit unnerving. Her hand twitched slightly under his and she lowered her gaze, embarrassed that she was reacting to his gratitude in such a way. "It wasn't much."
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 21:31:22 GMT -5
"You may not think so, but," he tilted her chin up with his other hand, looking into her eyes. "You've helped me immensely." Michael looked at her for a few moments, he felt close to her, when he hadn't felt close to anyone since the attack.
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Post by Annabelle Hennessy on Sept 3, 2007 23:30:48 GMT -5
Annabelle swallowed, caught in his gaze. She couldn't think enough to reply. His warmth against her skin spread throughout her. She gathered her courage and leaned the short distance to him, brushing her lips against his.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 4, 2007 14:44:48 GMT -5
Michael kissed her softly but pulled back quickly, looking down. "Anna," he said, almost unconsciously shortening her name, "I don't know...." He looked back up at her. Was it fair to her to accept it? Or would it be worse to deny it, he had wanted a new start, hadn't he? "Nevermind," he said, giving a small smile as he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers with a little more pressure than before, linking his fingers with hers.
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