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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 19:52:33 GMT -5
Dru sighed and rubbed at her arms when she finally walked through the huge doors of the school. The night had ended up much cooler than she had expected and she hadn't brought down a cloak with her to the club. Either way, she was back now, and inside the warm castle, now she needed only to get to Ravenclaw Tower without being caught by anyone, though she had the strong feeling she could talk her way out of any punishment. She had a job, she had a perfectly good reason to be out late.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 19, 2009 21:21:39 GMT -5
Chase was still doing rounds every night, even though Adara had returned. She had makeup work to do for the months she'd been gone and apparently intended to finish it all. Normally, he stalked the main corridors, only pausing for anyone who wasn't smart enough to turn around when they heard him, but he had the shadowed shape of a girl in his sights, and that he couldn't ignore. "Who goes there?" he asked, his voice lowering a full octave for the intimidation that got answers. His wand rose. "It's past curfew," he called.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 21:31:38 GMT -5
Dru recognized the voice that called for her, and she stopped immediately to turn and see if that deep voice really belonged to who she thought it did. When her eyes focused on the figure, her heart stopped for a second or two. "I know it's past curfew," she said. There was certainly more she could say in her defense, but at the moment she couldn't very well think. She hadn't seen Chase in...half a year?
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 19, 2009 21:38:36 GMT -5
Chase's breath caught for a moment before his muscles tightened at seeing her. He'd pushed her so far from his mind so many times that he'd almost convinced himself she was a figment of his imagination. She wasn't, and his jaw tensed. Then eased slightly as he lowered his wand. She wasn't going to attack him. Not physically, at least.
"Knowing won't save your house points," Chase said. "Ten points from Ravenclaw." He could have docked more—he usually did—but it didn't feel right. And yet too much was threatening at the back of his mind for him to let her off with a warning.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 21:42:40 GMT -5
Dru sighed and all but rolled her eyes. "Thank you for that, Chase," she said. "If only you were the one to find me every night after work, my house could be in the negatives by now." She looked at him for a moment more before she dropped her eyes. She hadn't expected to see him, of all people. It was a wash of emotion that she didn't know how to pick through.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 19, 2009 21:51:44 GMT -5
Chase bristled at the sarcasm, and he bit his tongue against docking another forty-five and putting Ravenclaw behind Gryffindor. "Rules are rules, Dru," he said coldly. "I take my position seriously." He silently dared her to challenge that, hoping for a reason to dock more points after all. The anger was coming back, too. He wouldn't feel hurt. It didn't hurt, she was only ever just a girl. A girl who'd done everything in her power to get him following after her, then thrown him to the curb.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 21:58:05 GMT -5
"I don't doubt you do," Dru said, crossing her arms protectively against her stomach. Her eyes trailed over him before she could stop herself, leading to a clear reaction from a body that had never truly experienced intimate physical contact before Chase and that was now starved for it. She tried to ignore the rapid beating of her heart and the thoughts running through her mind. She did not need to be thinking those thoughts right now!
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 19, 2009 22:03:46 GMT -5
Chase's eyes narrowed, but without picking a fight, there was no argument he could make against Dru's words. It was difficult to see her eyes past the sheen of torchlight on her glasses, but her posture spoke volumes, as far as he was concerned. There was the disapproving schoolmarm he'd disliked so much. His teeth pressed tightly against one another for some long moments before he decided to just let it go. "Get a pass from the Headmistress or Ravenclaw will be in the negatives," he advised.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 22:19:00 GMT -5
Dru shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Would you do that?" she asked. She didn't know what to expect of him anymore, though, so she couldn't make an accurate guess herself. It was horrible being like this! She wished there had been some form of closure before this, that things hadn't ended the way they had and for nothing. The last she had heard anyway, Silver was with someone else.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 19, 2009 22:26:55 GMT -5
Chase was silent at that, his jaw tightening again. He wanted to say yes, that he'd dock every last point, and when there were none left to dock, he'd start giving the other houses more points instead. He couldn't say it though, and he wasn't at all sure how many nights he'd be able to take points from Ravenclaw before he just started turning the other way. "You should have a pass anyway," he said instead.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 19, 2009 22:43:32 GMT -5
"I've been doing it for well over a year now and no one's said anything but you," Dru pointed out. Actually, Chase had even stayed with her well past curfew a number of times, he had no right to say anything about it. She looked away from him, chewing her lip. She didn't want to concentrate on the time they had spent together, it wasn't worth the heartache it brought back.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 20, 2009 7:29:29 GMT -5
"Then it's about time someone said something. It'll take five minutes in the Headmistress's office, just get one tomorrow and don't worry about it," Chase insisted. He wished she hadn't brought up the club. There were too many memories there, and he wanted nothing to do with any of them. He'd been through too much hell after she'd left. He was trying to move on. He had moved on. He was engaged to a woman who broke through the control he'd learned over the past year, a woman he wouldn't trust any farther than he could throw an Abraxan. He knew about her cousin, and his father had told him to turn a blind eye.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 20, 2009 13:53:27 GMT -5
Dru didn't look back at Chase, but stared firmly at a stone in the floor. How had she ended up with him? And then from there how had they ended up like this? She closed her eyes briefly. The more she looked at him the more she missed him. Maybe she could convince herself that it was just her body that wanted to go back to him now, when she had been living in near solitude for the past however many months.
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Post by Chase Firebrand on May 20, 2009 17:54:05 GMT -5
Why wasn't she throwing more arguments at him? It didn't feel right, and it made Chase distinctly uncomfortable. He had his walls firmly up and emotion was a sign of weakness. In terms of duty, his thoughts and feelings were nothing, so he worked to harden those walls and push his discomfort down. "Well?" he asked, keeping his voice level. He had been working to teach himself to ignore how much his eyes said, so he didn't wonder, but there was a faint glow among the red-brown.
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Post by Druscilla Grace on May 20, 2009 18:01:18 GMT -5
"What?" Dru asked, forcing herself to look back at Chase. Then she shook her head and looked away again. "Nothing. I'll go get one in the morning," she muttered after another couple of moments. She didn't really see a reason to go get one, but if it would mean she didn't have to have another confrontation with Chase... Dru shifted awkwardly on her feet again.
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