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Presley Black · 10-05-2011, 12:58 AM

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Originally Posted by iceblossom22

Maine shook her head. "Not no time for music. No time to play. My piano's feeling rather abandoned..."

"Music on brooms? That's awesome, but a little dangerous, don't you think? Imagine the professional Quidditch players. Humming along to their favorite tune, then WHAM- Bludger."

Leo hadn't been expecting a yes. The shock was so blatantly obvious. After he composed himself, he asked her the one question she'd been dreading.

CRAP!

"I... Leo, I didn't have a choice. It was arranged almost as soon as I was born." Maine said quietly. "As soon as I left Beauxbatons, I found out that I was engaged to this guy -about 5 years older. No surprise really. You see, I have very pureblood-supremacist parents. They wanted to keep the line pure. "-scoff- "And so, barely 17, I was married to an abusive, alcoholic, pureblood husband."

"I had to stay with him until about a year ago, when I found out he was cheating on me. Took the case to the French Ministry, then moved to London. I was terrified of what would happen if he found me, but it seems that he's alright now..."

Maine shuddered, unconsciously rubbing her wrist, where there were once burn scars. "It took me 3 years to save up enough money to start over here, but everything's okay now, I guess..."

She played piano? That was a new and interesting tidbit about her that leo hadn't known, or even really suspected. Leo laughed just a little at her worry of bludgers because of music. "Not for the professional brooms. For the slower, safer kinds. The kinds families take kids on, and travel to school with. Muggles do it all the time."

Then the subject turned darker. Leo had known she'd gone to Beaubatons. Because they were the same age, and would have been same year at Hogwarts, but he'd never seen her, so he'd asked someone during his first week working with her. He didn't, however, know about her family situation. She had gotten married right out of school, but it wasn't her choice. Leo instantly felt bad for asking the question. He'd heard how horrible that man was, but the look on Maine's face terrified him. He'd never seen anyone look so hurt. Not that Leo hadn't seen his fair share of hurt, but this went beyond that. Years of her life had been taken away, and wasted on a man who probably wouldn't care if he'd killed her. That had to be worse than anything Leo had ever experienced.

She was rubbing her wrist, and Leo wondered idly if it was a nerous tick. Presley dug her fingernails into her palms until they bled, no matter how nervous it made him, she wuld probably do it forever. Maybe this was something like that. Or maybe she'd fallen down the stairs earlier and sprained it. "Are you okay?" He asked, just in case, staring pointedly at the wrist she was rubbing raw. The question, however, held double meaning. As in "will you be okay with dealing with this situation this weekend, and probably for a long time afterward?" Leo liked Maine, and sincerely hoped she would be okay, sooner rather than later. She definitely deserved better than that slime she was in the process of divorcing.

10-05-2011, 12:58 AM	#234 (permalink)
Presley Black Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2011 Location: Right Here Posts: 2,189 Hogwarts RPG Name: Xavier Rodriguez Fullmer First Year	Dancing Through Life Quote: Originally Posted by iceblossom22 Maine shook her head. *"Not no time for* music. No time to play. My piano's feeling rather abandoned..." "Music on brooms? That's awesome, but a little dangerous, don't you think? Imagine the professional Quidditch players. Humming along to their favorite tune, then WHAM- Bludger." Leo hadn't been expecting a yes. The shock was so blatantly obvious. After he composed himself, he asked her the one question she'd been dreading. CRAP! "I... Leo, I didn't have a choice. It was arranged almost as soon as I was born." Maine said quietly. "As soon as I left Beauxbatons, I found out that I was engaged to this guy -about 5 years older. No surprise really. You see, I have very pureblood-supremacist parents. They wanted to keep the line pure. "-scoff- "And so, barely 17, I was married to an abusive, alcoholic, pureblood husband." "I had to stay with him until about a year ago, when I found out he was cheating on me. Took the case to the French Ministry, then moved to London. I was terrified of what would happen if he found me, but it seems that he's alright now..." Maine shuddered, unconsciously rubbing her wrist, where there were once burn scars. "It took me 3 years to save up enough money to start over here, but everything's okay now, I guess..." She played piano? That was a new and interesting tidbit about her that leo hadn't known, or even really suspected. Leo laughed just a little at her worry of bludgers because of music. "Not for the professional brooms. For the slower, safer kinds. The kinds families take kids on, and travel to school with. Muggles do it all the time." Then the subject turned darker. Leo had known she'd gone to Beaubatons. Because they were the same age, and would have been same year at Hogwarts, but he'd never seen her, so he'd asked someone during his first week working with her. He didn't, however, know about her family situation. She had gotten married right out of school, but it wasn't her choice. Leo instantly felt bad for asking the question. He'd heard how horrible that man was, but the look on Maine's face terrified him. He'd never seen anyone look so hurt. Not that Leo hadn't seen his fair share of hurt, but this went beyond that. Years of her life had been taken away, and wasted on a man who probably wouldn't care if he'd killed her. That had to be worse than anything Leo had ever experienced. She was rubbing her wrist, and Leo wondered idly if it was a nerous tick. Presley dug her fingernails into her palms until they bled, no matter how nervous it made him, she wuld probably do it forever. Maybe this was something like that. Or maybe she'd fallen down the stairs earlier and sprained it. "Are you okay?"** He asked, just in case, staring pointedly at the wrist she was rubbing raw. The question, however, held double meaning. As in "will you be okay with dealing with this situation this weekend, and probably for a long time afterward?" Leo liked Maine, and sincerely hoped she would be okay, sooner rather than later. She definitely deserved better than that slime she was in the process of divorcing. __________________