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SSRP: The old abandon warehouse home of Medea Ward that doesn’t exist
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The old abandon warehouse home of Medea Ward that doesn’t exist
The dark haired woman is cold and calculating. She is not approachable, helpful or nice. Not one person would describe her as friendly. Medea doesn’t like to be disturbed; she hates people in general but especially Muggles. When she was 17 her grandmother, who Medea was named after, died and left Medea a significant amount of money. Not being an extravagant person she vaulted most of the money, but did buy one piece of property. On the outskirts of London she invested in an old worn down Muggle warehouse. She left the outside looking, well, like an old worn down Muggle warehouse. The inside however is decorated as a cozy rustic lodge. A lot wood furniture, stone work and comfy everything.
The location is unplottable, and can only be accessed by invitation.
Medea has reached a point in her life where she is faced with a number of difficult decisions. Most have to do with love, relationships, and self reflection. To make matters worse Medea’s grandmother was a seer, a seer who on the day she died went into a trance and relayed a prophecy to Medea.
She will love twice, finding it true but once;
A lion will approach; the king will be young and meek;
The serpent will strike, the maned creature will be denied;
The snake will molt realizing its true identity.
Leocora will be its name.
Who is her lion? More importantly, who is she?
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Medea sent the owl and then paced the floor. She wasn't sure he'd show at the Leaky. The past weeks had been miserable, she had never felt such pain. If you don't count when her grandmother died, or her first broken heart.
Taking a deep cleansing breath she disapeared into the bathroom to get dressed. She wanted to make sure she looked perfect. She only had once to make a second impression.
~~
She appeared 30 minutes later she looked stunning in her yellow dress. Taking once more glance into the full length mirror she seemed to relax a bit.
Medea walked over to the cauldron and gave it a stir. 5 more months. *sigh*
With that the woman apparated out and to the leaky.
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A few months had past. The potion was still bubbling away making progress. Life had really changed over the past 6 months, especially the last 3. The woman’s heart and head was in disarray. Looking around, so was her house. Which, like everything else lately, wasn’t her style. Her world had really been turned upside down, and it all started at that stupid Borr party. Since then so much had happen.
Brandishing her wand she held it high and flicked a number of times. The clothes on the floor flew to the wash, the dishes washed themselves, the trash emptied, and the house put itself back into order. Well at least the house looked better. The woman caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror. AHH! She looked dreadful. Noah would not appreciate her showing up like this. Not to mention, if she planned to make Mason jealous she had to look like a perfect 10 all the time.
Another flick and swish and she was dressed. Hair done and looking good. The woman walked further down the hall and greeted her Grandmother Medea’s picture with a smile. ”Hello grandmother.” Her Grandmother died when she was 73, but she looked like she was maybe 55. Time was very kind to her. Like her granddaughter she had dark hair and green eyes. Stunning to say the least. ”Hello Angelica,” She always called her granddaughter Angelica, never Medea. ”It’s about time you cleaned up the house, it was looking like a filthy muggle home.” She sneered. ”Where are you headed?”
”Just out. I’m not sure if I’ll be back late or not.” She knew her grandmother would see right through her. ”You’re going on a date. Well it’s about time. You’ve had one nasty dry spell didn’t you.” She had a way of being brutally honest. ”It better not be with a muggle. Although, I know you never would date one of those filthy things.” Angelica smiled. ”No grandmother I’d never. That would taint the bloodline, and I’d never do that to your legacy.””Good girl. Well I won’t wait up, in fact if you’d shut my curtain on the way out.”
She followed her Grandmother’s order, closed the curtain and with that she left for her date.
~~~~~~~~~~Hours later
With a loud crack they arrived outside the large warehouse. Breaking from the kiss that she started before they apparated she spoke, ”Sorry, I had to make sure we stayed close during the apparition.” She smiled like a school girl. Breaking her gaze from him she looked toward the old worn down warehouse, ”Here it is. It doesn’t look like much from the outside, but I mean for it to be that way.” The woman had neglected to inquire to his blood status, but she knew that he had mentioned there being ‘nothing wrong’ with muggles when they first met. She hoped he was pureblood, even if he thought Muggles were ‘ok’. Her grandmother’s portrait would know upon first glance, thank Merlin she was sleeping. Even though he now knew where she lived now his entry would still require her assistance. Angelica had more than a few protective charms on the building.
She stepped away from him, brandished her wand and with a couple swishes a door appeared. ”Come on in” Angelica smiled and tugged on his hand.
As she entered a few candles started to burn. ”Well here we are.” The inside of the building was so incredibly cozy. Leather and wood furniture, stone work throughout.
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A few months had past. The potion was still bubbling away making progress. Life had really changed over the past 6 months, especially the last 3. The woman’s heart and head was in disarray. Looking around, so was her house. Which, like everything else lately, wasn’t her style. Her world had really been turned upside down, and it all started at that stupid Borr party. Since then so much had happen.
Brandishing her wand she held it high and flicked a number of times. The clothes on the floor flew to the wash, the dishes washed themselves, the trash emptied, and the house put itself back into order. Well at least the house looked better. The woman caught a glimpse of herself in the hall mirror. AHH! She looked dreadful. Noah would not appreciate her showing up like this. Not to mention, if she planned to make Mason jealous she had to look like a perfect 10 all the time.
Another flick and swish and she was dressed. Hair done and looking good. The woman walked further down the hall and greeted her Grandmother Medea’s picture with a smile. ”Hello grandmother.” Her Grandmother died when she was 73, but she looked like she was maybe 55. Time was very kind to her. Like her granddaughter she had dark hair and green eyes. Stunning to say the least. ”Hello Angelica,” She always called her granddaughter Angelica, never Medea. ”It’s about time you cleaned up the house, it was looking like a filthy muggle home.” She sneered. ”Where are you headed?”
”Just out. I’m not sure if I’ll be back late or not.” She knew her grandmother would see right through her. ”You’re going on a date. Well it’s about time. You’ve had one nasty dry spell didn’t you.” She had a way of being brutally honest. ”It better not be with a muggle. Although, I know you never would date one of those filthy things.” Angelica smiled. ”No grandmother I’d never. That would taint the bloodline, and I’d never do that to your legacy.””Good girl. Well I won’t wait up, in fact if you’d shut my curtain on the way out.”
She followed her Grandmother’s order, closed the curtain and with that she left for her date.
~~~~~~~~~~Hours later
With a loud crack they arrived outside the large warehouse. Breaking from the kiss that she started before they apparated she spoke, ”Sorry, I had to make sure we stayed close during the apparition.” She smiled like a school girl. Breaking her gaze from him she looked toward the old worn down warehouse, ”Here it is. It doesn’t look like much from the outside, but I mean for it to be that way.” The woman had neglected to inquire to his blood status, but she knew that he had mentioned there being ‘nothing wrong’ with muggles when they first met. She hoped he was pureblood, even if he thought Muggles were ‘ok’. Her grandmother’s portrait would know upon first glance, thank Merlin she was sleeping. Even though he now knew where she lived now his entry would still require her assistance. Angelica had more than a few protective charms on the building.
She stepped away from him, brandished her wand and with a couple swishes a door appeared. ”Come on in” Angelica smiled and tugged on his hand.
As she entered a few candles started to burn. ”Well here we are.” The inside of the building was so incredibly cozy. Leather and wood furniture, stone work throughout.
”Can I get you anything?” She said with a smile.
When their lips parted, Noah smiled and shook his head. "Don't apologize, Ang," he told her, hooking both his forefingers around the beltloops on her jeans and pulling her back to him for a second kiss. One would just not suffice. When the two were finally finished with their on-the-go liplocks, Harper turned to take a look at her home. Which.. was a warehouse? Heh, didn't make any difference to him. "Sure, it's pretty sick, actually." He glanced over the exterior of the home as she used her wand to take down the enchantments. Really, he had never met someone so concerned about criminals hacking into her life. It only furthered his suspicion that she was some heiress or something.. who happened to live in a warehouse...
A very nice warehouse, mind you, as he quickly found out. He followed in after her, his fingers linked with hers. One would have never guessed that they were in the warehouse he had seen only moments before - the decor was tasteful and cozy. "I'm impressed," he said with a slow nod. "And the candles.." He gestured to the one burning nearest to him. "They're a nice touch," he smiled. They set the mood, no doubt.
Could she get him anything? "Oh, what an excellent hostess." He smirked. There were a few particular things that came to mind.. "Show me the rest of the house?"
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Originally Posted by Cedric
When their lips parted, Noah smiled and shook his head. "Don't apologize, Ang," he told her, hooking both his forefingers around the beltloops on her jeans and pulling her back to him for a second kiss. One would just not suffice. When the two were finally finished with their on-the-go liplocks, Harper turned to take a look at her home. Which.. was a warehouse? Heh, didn't make any difference to him. "Sure, it's pretty sick, actually." He glanced over the exterior of the home as she used her wand to take down the enchantments. Really, he had never met someone so concerned about criminals hacking into her life. It only furthered his suspicion that she was some heiress or something.. who happened to live in a warehouse...
A very nice warehouse, mind you, as he quickly found out. He followed in after her, his fingers linked with hers. One would have never guessed that they were in the warehouse he had seen only moments before - the decor was tasteful and cozy. "I'm impressed," he said with a slow nod. "And the candles.." He gestured to the one burning nearest to him. "They're a nice touch," he smiled. They set the mood, no doubt.
Could she get him anything? "Oh, what an excellent hostess." He smirked. There were a few particular things that came to mind.. "Show me the rest of the house?"
She couldn’t help but feel like a weak little girl in his arms, more so as he man handled her belt loops. Swoon. As they broke the embrace and she turned to work out the enchantments he mentioned the outside looked pretty sick, ”Yes, well I mean for it to look awful.” She had no idea it was a compliment.
As they entered he seemed impressed, as he should be. It was pretty dang amazing. ”Oh the candles? Yea, I actually like the light they give. You know soft, relaxing… romantic” She said that last bit before she could stop herself, at the very least she tried to say it as soft as possible.
Show him around?! The place was huge, she wasn’t sure she wanted to do all that walking. She had other plans. Angelica put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. ”I think I’d be better off drawing you a map” She said with a small laugh.
Taking a step from him she took her hands off her hips and motioned to the vast room, ”This is the living room.” It had 3 large areas set apart by furniture. One centered around a large fireplace, the second had shelves and shelves of books (mostly covering potions, or other knowledge furthering information), and the third had a bar area.
With a sly smile she flicked her wrist in the direction of the bar. As she waited she took her hair down from its bun and shook her hair out. That feels soo much better! Seconds later two firewhiskeys glided to them. She caught them both, offering him one. ”I thought we could enjoy a drink while I take you on this tour.”
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She couldn’t help but feel like a weak little girl in his arms, more so as he man handled her belt loops. Swoon. As they broke the embrace and she turned to work out the enchantments he mentioned the outside looked pretty sick, ”Yes, well I mean for it to look awful.” She had no idea it was a compliment.
As they entered he seemed impressed, as he should be. It was pretty dang amazing. ”Oh the candles? Yea, I actually like the light they give. You know soft, relaxing… romantic” She said that last bit before she could stop herself, at the very least she tried to say it as soft as possible.
Show him around?! The place was huge, she wasn’t sure she wanted to do all that walking. She had other plans. Angelica put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. ”I think I’d be better off drawing you a map” She said with a small laugh.
Taking a step from him she took her hands off her hips and motioned to the vast room, ”This is the living room.” It had 3 large areas set apart by furniture. One centered around a large fireplace, the second had shelves and shelves of books (mostly covering potions, or other knowledge furthering information), and the third had a bar area.
With a sly smile she flicked her wrist in the direction of the bar. As she waited she took her hair down from its bun and shook her hair out. That feels soo much better! Seconds later two firewhiskeys glided to them. She caught them both, offering him one. ”I thought we could enjoy a drink while I take you on this tour.”
Hmm, what? She meant for it to look awful.. "Ohh, no. I meant 'sick' as in.. 'cool', I guess." Noah supposed 'sick' and 'cool' were synonymous, right? Anyway. Back to the interior of the place.
The glow of the candles had a nice way of accenting her face - her whole figure, for that matter. She must have already picked up on the way his eyes rarely left her this whole night, and that was not about to stop anytime soon. "Very romantic," he added, smiling slightly after hearing the word escape her own lips in such a soft tone, barely equaling a whisper.
So, by the sound of it, a grand tour may take a tad too long for both of their liking. However, the manner in which she set her hands on her hips and tossed her head to the side was well worth the suggestion. "If you feel so inclined, I'll take the map," he grinned. But in spite of the size of the place, it seemed that Angelica was still willing to give him at least a bit of a tour. His eyes panned over the large room, noting the extensive library of books in particular. Someone was a big reader.
He turned his sight back her way just in time to catch Angelica's hair being taken out from her high bun and now cascading down her shoulders like spun silk. Merlin's beard, it was incredibly attractive. And those candles? Yeah, they definitely only made him want her more. He took the firewhiskey from her hand and stepped closer towards her. "Thank you for the drink," he said, without taking a sip.
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Hmm, what? She meant for it to look awful.. "Ohh, no. I meant 'sick' as in.. 'cool', I guess." Noah supposed 'sick' and 'cool' were synonymous, right? Anyway. Back to the interior of the place.
The glow of the candles had a nice way of accenting her face - her whole figure, for that matter. She must have already picked up on the way his eyes rarely left her this whole night, and that was not about to stop anytime soon. "Very romantic," he added, smiling slightly after hearing the word escape her own lips in such a soft tone, barely equaling a whisper.
So, by the sound of it, a grand tour may take a tad too long for both of their liking. However, the manner in which she set her hands on her hips and tossed her head to the side was well worth the suggestion. "If you feel so inclined, I'll take the map," he grinned. But in spite of the size of the place, it seemed that Angelica was still willing to give him at least a bit of a tour. His eyes panned over the large room, noting the extensive library of books in particular. Someone was a big reader.
He turned his sight back her way just in time to catch Angelica's hair being taken out from her high bun and now cascading down her shoulders like spun silk. Merlin's beard, it was incredibly attractive. And those candles? Yeah, they definitely only made him want her more. He took the firewhiskey from her hand and stepped closer towards her. "Thank you for the drink," he said, without taking a sip.
She blushed as he explained that he mean sick as in cool. ”Oh right.”
Angelica was trying not to look at him directly; she feared that if she did she’d throw everything into the wind and show him the master suite immediately. Her cheeks went into a deeper rose color as he echoed her near whispered word. The dark haired woman didn’t respond verbally to the comment. Again, afraid for what she might say.
Well to be honest, she didn’t have a map mostly because she had never invited anyone to her house – not even her own family. She was a bit of a recluse. Thus far there was no need for a map. But really upon consideration she should get one drawn up. Especially if Noah would be frequenting her house. ”Well I’ll have one made for you.” Angelica put it on a mental to-do list to have Franky, her house elf, to create a map.
He now had the glass. She moved closer to him and lifted her glass, ”Cheers.” She only took a sip. At the Leaky she had downed the liquid in one gulp and she was certainly feeling a bit loopy now. Her eyes locked onto his, ”Well, on with the tour then?” Quietly wishing he’d say to hell with it.
Still looking into his eyes she motioned behind her with a thumb, ”The kitchen is that way, guest suites on the other side of the living room” There were 6 total guest suites. ”There’s a bathroom attached to each suite, and the master suite,” she paused to catch her breath; she was finding it increasingly harder to breath. ”Is that way.” She meekly pointed down the hall that was behind him.
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She blushed as he explained that he mean sick as in cool. ”Oh right.”
Angelica was trying not to look at him directly; she feared that if she did she’d throw everything into the wind and show him the master suite immediately. Her cheeks went into a deeper rose color as he echoed her near whispered word. The dark haired woman didn’t respond verbally to the comment. Again, afraid for what she might say.
Well to be honest, she didn’t have a map mostly because she had never invited anyone to her house – not even her own family. She was a bit of a recluse. Thus far there was no need for a map. But really upon consideration she should get one drawn up. Especially if Noah would be frequenting her house. ”Well I’ll have one made for you.” Angelica put it on a mental to-do list to have Franky, her house elf, to create a map.
He now had the glass. She moved closer to him and lifted her glass, ”Cheers.” She only took a sip. At the Leaky she had downed the liquid in one gulp and she was certainly feeling a bit loopy now. Her eyes locked onto his, ”Well, on with the tour then?” Quietly wishing he’d say to hell with it.
Still looking into his eyes she motioned behind her with a thumb, ”The kitchen is that way, guest suites on the other side of the living room” There were 6 total guest suites. ”There’s a bathroom attached to each suite, and the master suite,” she paused to catch her breath; she was finding it increasingly harder to breath. ”Is that way.” She meekly pointed down the hall that was behind him.
A smile graced his lips when he caught her cheeks tinting with red. He liked it when he made her blush. In spite of his efforts in trying to find her eyes for a few consecutive seconds, the woman appeared insistent on avoiding his gaze. It was a game of sorts, though he enjoyed games.... so long as he won them.
"Thank you. I appreciate that," he told her, after she informed him that she would have a map made for him. The place was large enough that a map really would be helpful until he got to know his way around. Although, knowing Harper, he would probably end up exploring around on his own. When she stepped closer to him, his eyes lowered to her mouth. She had even said something.. 'cheers', yes? He was so caught up in his thoughts that he had almost missed it. "Cheers." He sipped when she did. Now that their eyes were finally locked, he couldn't look away. "On with the tour.." Though his patience was running thin.
She began naming off guest rooms and bathrooms and signifying where they were located, but by this point Noah didn't even bother to glance in the direction of the kitchen or other rooms. His eyes were still much too preoccupied. "The master suite," he repeated, finally throwing a glance over his shoulder. His hands found her waist and he gently began guiding her with him as he stepped backwards towards the bedroom. "It's this way?"
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A smile graced his lips when he caught her cheeks tinting with red. He liked it when he made her blush. In spite of his efforts in trying to find her eyes for a few consecutive seconds, the woman appeared insistent on avoiding his gaze. It was a game of sorts, though he enjoyed games.... so long as he won them.
"Thank you. I appreciate that," he told her, after she informed him that she would have a map made for him. The place was large enough that a map really would be helpful until he got to know his way around. Although, knowing Harper, he would probably end up exploring around on his own. When she stepped closer to him, his eyes lowered to her mouth. She had even said something.. 'cheers', yes? He was so caught up in his thoughts that he had almost missed it. "Cheers." He sipped when she did. Now that their eyes were finally locked, he couldn't look away. "On with the tour.." Though his patience was running thin.
She began naming off guest rooms and bathrooms and signifying where they were located, but by this point Noah didn't even bother to glance in the direction of the kitchen or other rooms. His eyes were still much too preoccupied. "The master suite," he repeated, finally throwing a glance over his shoulder. His hands found her waist and he gently began guiding her with him as he stepped backwards towards the bedroom. "It's this way?"
The words the woman spoke were not the thoughts buzzing through her mind. All she could think about was Noah. His smile, his charm, his hotness, him. Her head was swimming with emotion and passion. The woman brought her glass to her lips and emptied the glass. As he started to tug on her waist she placed the now empty glass on a side table and allowed him to pull her down the hall.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as they walked backwards. The journey didn’t take as long as she really would have liked. The dark haired woman pulled from the embrace and with a coy sort of smile turned from him and opened the door to her room.
The woman walked in and turned to face him. ”This is it.” She said from inside the room. With a smile and in a playful voice she continued, ”This is where I lay my pretty little head.” The room was absolutely gorgeous. While Medea didn’t like to frivolously spend money she lived a very solitary life and wanted her surroundings at home to bring her as much joy as possible.
She straighten herself and became the official tour guide, ”Bathroom is through here and to the right; These are the walk in closets, very large and spacious. There is a sitting area here, located near the window. You can see the entire city from here. And at the end of our tour…” She stopped at the end of the bed and didn’t finish her statement.
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Originally Posted by redifer
The words the woman spoke were not the thoughts buzzing through her mind. All she could think about was Noah. His smile, his charm, his hotness, him. Her head was swimming with emotion and passion. The woman brought her glass to her lips and emptied the glass. As he started to tug on her waist she placed the now empty glass on a side table and allowed him to pull her down the hall.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him as they walked backwards. The journey didn’t take as long as she really would have liked. The dark haired woman pulled from the embrace and with a coy sort of smile turned from him and opened the door to her room.
The woman walked in and turned to face him. ”This is it.” She said from inside the room. With a smile and in a playful voice she continued, ”This is where I lay my pretty little head.” The room was absolutely gorgeous. While Medea didn’t like to frivolously spend money she lived a very solitary life and wanted her surroundings at home to bring her as much joy as possible.
She straighten herself and became the official tour guide, ”Bathroom is through here and to the right; These are the walk in closets, very large and spacious. There is a sitting area here, located near the window. You can see the entire city from here. And at the end of our tour…” She stopped at the end of the bed and didn’t finish her statement.
Mhmmm. Noah had been so wrapped up in Angelica that he surely would have gone straight past the master bedroom had she not parted from him to open the door. All he wanted right now was to get his hands back on her; even just a foot of space between them felt like a mile. For a brief moment, however, he was sidetracked by the interior of the room. WHOA. It was honestly fit for a king! Or queen. "Wow.. I suddenly feel like royalty."
When she resumed her role as tour guide, he listened as patiently as he could muster, glancing around at the areas she was listing, though his sight would always just trace back to her again and again. His mind and body were buzzing with nothing but thoughts of her. And when she finally came to an end, she trailed off as she reached the ornate bedframe. A smile crept onto his lips. "And at the end of the tour.." he repeated, slowly closing the gap between them. His hands found her hips and his mouth found her lips.
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…The next morning.
The sun was peeking in through the window. As she rubbed her eyes she almost wished it was cloudy, cool and raining outside so she’d have a reason to stay cuddled up to him. Alas, breakfast had to be made. She slipped out of bed quietly and not bothering to change out of her pajamas made her way to the kitchen. Usually she’d summon Frankie her house elf, but she had so graciously given him a month off. No matter, she knew a few cooking charms and really how hard is it to make breakfast?
Famous last words
”Muffliato” She send the spell in the direction of the room where he was sleeping. That way the smell could wake him up and not her banging around.
Not being one to do manual labor she sat in a dining room chair and with a couple flicks and swishes eggs were zooming to skillet, pancakes were being made, bacon was being fried and orange juice poured. The last time Angelica cooked was more than a decade ago, that’s why she had Frankie – duh! The woman grabbed a cup of coffee that had successfully been magiced into making itself and walked to a window where she could watch the city go by. It was an awesome power to watch people without detection. Angelica watched the filthy Muggles go to and fro running errands.
More than a couple minutes had passed. Suddenly an awful smell invaded her sniffer. ”GAH!” She darted back into the kitchen to find the eggs scorched, bacon done to a black crisp, and pancakes that unrecognizable. ”Well damn.” Her back was to the entrance of the kitchen as she inspected the awful mess. Putting her left hand on her hip, put her mug off coffee on the counter and started swishing the mess away.
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…The next morning.
The sun was peeking in through the window. As she rubbed her eyes she almost wished it was cloudy, cool and raining outside so she’d have a reason to stay cuddled up to him. Alas, breakfast had to be made. She slipped out of bed quietly and not bothering to change out of her pajamas made her way to the kitchen. Usually she’d summon Frankie her house elf, but she had so graciously given him a month off. No matter, she knew a few cooking charms and really how hard is it to make breakfast?
Famous last words
”Muffliato” She send the spell in the direction of the room where he was sleeping. That way the smell could wake him up and not her banging around.
Not being one to do manual labor she sat in a dining room chair and with a couple flicks and swishes eggs were zooming to skillet, pancakes were being made, bacon was being fried and orange juice poured. The last time Angelica cooked was more than a decade ago, that’s why she had Frankie – duh! The woman grabbed a cup of coffee that had successfully been magiced into making itself and walked to a window where she could watch the city go by. It was an awesome power to watch people without detection. Angelica watched the filthy Muggles go to and fro running errands.
More than a couple minutes had passed. Suddenly an awful smell invaded her sniffer. ”GAH!” She darted back into the kitchen to find the eggs scorched, bacon done to a black crisp, and pancakes that unrecognizable. ”Well damn.” Her back was to the entrance of the kitchen as she inspected the awful mess. Putting her left hand on her hip, put her mug off coffee on the counter and started swishing the mess away.
Noah was conked out and lying unmoving on the royalesque bed. So. Comfortable. It wasn't until a burnt scent, combined with the sunlight beaming into his eyes, that the man actually woke from his deep slumber. He scrunched his eyelids together twice, though he didn't even have to open his eyes to know that Angelica had already gotten up.
He laid there for a few moments, his mind telling him to get up, but his body just wasn't ready to carry out the orders. The sheets had to be some Egyptian Cotton or something expensive and luxurious because he was finding it very hard to peel himself from the covers. But at last he separated himself from the bed, stretched his arms up, then let them fall back to his sides. Time to go check up on this smell emanating from the hallway.
When he found Angelica trying to hastily fix the breakfast that she had clearly just ruined, he took a second to just lean his shoulder against the wall, arms folded, and just smile. The attempt was what counted, though, yeah? He quietly walked up to her and snaked his arms around her waist before resting his chin on her shoulder. "You know, Ang.. you're supposed to remove the food from the pans before it turns black." A small grin pulled at the sides of his mouth.
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Originally Posted by Cedric
Noah was conked out and lying unmoving on the royalesque bed. So. Comfortable. It wasn't until a burnt scent, combined with the sunlight beaming into his eyes, that the man actually woke from his deep slumber. He scrunched his eyelids together twice, though he didn't even have to open his eyes to know that Angelica had already gotten up.
He laid there for a few moments, his mind telling him to get up, but his body just wasn't ready to carry out the orders. The sheets had to be some Egyptian Cotton or something expensive and luxurious because he was finding it very hard to peel himself from the covers. But at last he separated himself from the bed, stretched his arms up, then let them fall back to his sides. Time to go check up on this smell emanating from the hallway.
When he found Angelica trying to hastily fix the breakfast that she had clearly just ruined, he took a second to just lean his shoulder against the wall, arms folded, and just smile. The attempt was what counted, though, yeah? He quietly walked up to her and snaked his arms around her waist before resting his chin on her shoulder. "You know, Ang.. you're supposed to remove the food from the pans before it turns black." A small grin pulled at the sides of his mouth.
Well there would be no breakfast. That was that. The entire house smelled awful. She stood there trying to decide what to do. Maybe Noah didn’t like to eat? Pft! Who doesn't like to eat. Such a stupid thought, she smiled. Then as if on cue he was wrapping himself around her. ”Oh really? Is that where I went wrong?” He did feel good. Angelica closed her eyes and let her body relax into his arms.
”Sorry about breakfast. I’m good at many things.” Oh so many things she was good at, in fact there wasn’t much she failed at. Speaking of things she succeed at she did need to tend to her potion this morning before she left. ”But unfortunatly for you cooking is not one of them. That is why I have Frankie.” The woman had forgotten that Noah didn’t know who Frankie was.
With his arms still around her she turned to face him, placing her arms around his neck she played with his hair. ”Did you sleep well?” She couldn’t help but let a sly little smile form. Looking into his eyes she wondered what was going on in that little blond brain of his.
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Originally Posted by redifer
Well there would be no breakfast. That was that. The entire house smelled awful. She stood there trying to decide what to do. Maybe Noah didn’t like to eat? Pft! Who doesn't like to eat. Such a stupid thought, she smiled. Then as if on cue he was wrapping himself around her. ”Oh really? Is that where I went wrong?” He did feel good. Angelica closed her eyes and let her body relax into his arms.
”Sorry about breakfast. I’m good at many things.” Oh so many things she was good at, in fact there wasn’t much she failed at. Speaking of things she succeed at she did need to tend to her potion this morning before she left. ”But unfortunatly for you cooking is not one of them. That is why I have Frankie.” The woman had forgotten that Noah didn’t know who Frankie was.
With his arms still around her she turned to face him, placing her arms around his neck she played with his hair. ”Did you sleep well?” She couldn’t help but let a sly little smile form. Looking into his eyes she wondered what was going on in that little blond brain of his.
"Don't sweat it. I know you're good at many things," Noah commented with a smile. Cooking just wasn't her forte. He glanced down at the burnt pancakes on the stove. Heh.. "It's all good - you know, I'm more of a cereal guy anyway." Although he really had no idea who 'Frankie' was, he was willing to wager that it was just a house elf, and not he other boyfriend.
He liked the way her arms found their way around his neck. They fit there quite nicely, didn't they? "Very well, thank you," he answered, a grin surfacing on his face and remaining there even while he placed a kiss on her lips. Good morning kisses were always essential. He met her eyes when he pulled away a few inches. "And you? How did my girlfriend sleep?" He purposely called her his girlfriend, testing the water to see if she had any objections to making this relationship official.
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Originally Posted by Cedric
"Don't sweat it. I know you're good at many things," Noah commented with a smile. Cooking just wasn't her forte. He glanced down at the burnt pancakes on the stove. Heh.. "It's all good - you know, I'm more of a cereal guy anyway." Although he really had no idea who 'Frankie' was, he was willing to wager that it was just a house elf, and not he other boyfriend.
He liked the way her arms found their way around his neck. They fit there quite nicely, didn't they? "Very well, thank you," he answered, a grin surfacing on his face and remaining there even while he placed a kiss on her lips. Good morning kisses were always essential. He met her eyes when he pulled away a few inches. "And you? How did my girlfriend sleep?" He purposely called her his girlfriend, testing the water to see if she had any objections to making this relationship official.
She smiled when he acknowledged her many talents. Angelica was now thinking of his talents, which all she knew of currently was his terrific talents in kissing and successfully wooing a woman. The woman smirked as she remembered their evening together.
Tilting her head for a moment she tried to remember if she had cereal, ”Ummm, if I have any it’ll be in that cabinet over there.” She gestured to a pantry door on the other side of the kitchen. Angelica very rarely ate cereal, so she wasn’t sure if any of it was still in date. ”If I have any do check the date before you eat it; I’m not sure how long I’ve had it.” She wouldn’t want him to get sick or anything. The dark haired woman doesn’t do well with sick people; she never could find empathy for them. She hated people fussing over her, and when she was sick she much rather be left alone – so she thought everyone should be that way.
Noah was really growing on her; at times she would forget that he wasn’t her ultimate goal. At times she would find herself wondering how they’d get along in the future, and how far their relationship would go. When he pressed his lips to hers she was reminded how of talented he was. As the kiss ended her eyes remained closed, enjoying the moment. This felt good.
Her eyes flicked open quick, her face shown no expression, her smile from the kiss lingered. Although her face shown no immediate negative reaction her mind was racing, heart was pounding and stomach was suddenly in knots. Girlfriend?! The word echoed in her head. Noah’s girlfriend? Oh what was she doing, Noah was falling for her – or so it seemed. Wait was she falling for him? What a mess! Her mind drifted to Mason, her sweet Leo. Her sweet Leo that she was meeting for coffee in a few short hours. Without skipping a beat she answered, ”She slept very well beside her boyfriend.”
Sure she enjoyed his company, and his talents… but this wasn’t part of the plan. She wasn’t suppose to be in an actual relationship with him. It was more of a ‘use him lose him’ situation. His only purpose was supposed to be to make Mason jealous. Which by the way had yet to happen. That would be over coffee though, she’d mention Noah in passing and with any luck Mason would be in a jealous fit. Then he’d ask her to marry him and they’d run off.
”Soooo, boyfriend, what are your plans for today?” Breaking the embrace with a smile she made her way to the fridge and retrieved milk for his cereal.
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Originally Posted by redifer
She smiled when he acknowledged her many talents. Angelica was now thinking of his talents, which all she knew of currently was his terrific talents in kissing and successfully wooing a woman. The woman smirked as she remembered their evening together.
Tilting her head for a moment she tried to remember if she had cereal, ”Ummm, if I have any it’ll be in that cabinet over there.” She gestured to a pantry door on the other side of the kitchen. Angelica very rarely ate cereal, so she wasn’t sure if any of it was still in date. ”If I have any do check the date before you eat it; I’m not sure how long I’ve had it.” She wouldn’t want him to get sick or anything. The dark haired woman doesn’t do well with sick people; she never could find empathy for them. She hated people fussing over her, and when she was sick she much rather be left alone – so she thought everyone should be that way.
Noah was really growing on her; at times she would forget that he wasn’t her ultimate goal. At times she would find herself wondering how they’d get along in the future, and how far their relationship would go. When he pressed his lips to hers she was reminded how of talented he was. As the kiss ended her eyes remained closed, enjoying the moment. This felt good.
Her eyes flicked open quick, her face shown no expression, her smile from the kiss lingered. Although her face shown no immediate negative reaction her mind was racing, heart was pounding and stomach was suddenly in knots. Girlfriend?! The word echoed in her head. Noah’s girlfriend? Oh what was she doing, Noah was falling for her – or so it seemed. Wait was she falling for him? What a mess! Her mind drifted to Mason, her sweet Leo. Her sweet Leo that she was meeting for coffee in a few short hours. Without skipping a beat she answered, ”She slept very well beside her boyfriend.”
Sure she enjoyed his company, and his talents… but this wasn’t part of the plan. She wasn’t suppose to be in an actual relationship with him. It was more of a ‘use him lose him’ situation. His only purpose was supposed to be to make Mason jealous. Which by the way had yet to happen. That would be over coffee though, she’d mention Noah in passing and with any luck Mason would be in a jealous fit. Then he’d ask her to marry him and they’d run off.
”Soooo, boyfriend, what are your plans for today?” Breaking the embrace with a smile she made her way to the fridge and retrieved milk for his cereal.
Noah nodded as she pointed out where the cereal was located. If it was past the expiration date, he'd still probably try it anyway. As long as it soaked in milk long enough, it wouldn't be all that stale, eh? "I'll make sure to do that," he smiled. That is, even she even had a box or two.
When their kiss came to an end, his eyes went to her closed ones. To him, it simply seemed like she was cherishing the kiss, and this brought a small smile to his lips once again. And then she affirmed it. She would officially be his girlfriend. Being the persistent fella that he was, Noah probably would have had a lot of trouble taking 'no' for an answer anyway. "Glad to hear it." More so, he was glad to hear her refer to him as her boyfriend.
This was somewhat strange. Or, at least, unusual. Harper was rarely so quick to want to jump into any actual relationship. But Angelica was different. He had eyes for no one else right now, so there was absolutely no point in prolonging this dating business with her.
"My plans for the day," he said, meandering over to the cabinets she previously pointed out, "are yet to be discovered." In other words, he had no set plans. In fact, he really didn't schedule particular times and activities very often. When he felt like doing something, he did it. After finding a box of cereal in the pantry, he scanned for an expiration date. Two months past date, but that wasn't much at all. "What about you? Your plans?" He asked, while pouring the little Os into a bowl. He pointed to the box and looked to her to see if she wanted any. Doubtful, considering how old the cereal was.
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Originally Posted by Cedric
Noah nodded as she pointed out where the cereal was located. If it was past the expiration date, he'd still probably try it anyway. As long as it soaked in milk long enough, it wouldn't be all that stale, eh? "I'll make sure to do that," he smiled. That is, even she even had a box or two.
When their kiss came to an end, his eyes went to her closed ones. To him, it simply seemed like she was cherishing the kiss, and this brought a small smile to his lips once again. And then she affirmed it. She would officially be his girlfriend. Being the persistent fella that he was, Noah probably would have had a lot of trouble taking 'no' for an answer anyway. "Glad to hear it." More so, he was glad to hear her refer to him as her boyfriend.
This was somewhat strange. Or, at least, unusual. Harper was rarely so quick to want to jump into any actual relationship. But Angelica was different. He had eyes for no one else right now, so there was absolutely no point in prolonging this dating business with her.
"My plans for the day," he said, meandering over to the cabinets she previously pointed out, "are yet to be discovered." In other words, he had no set plans. In fact, he really didn't schedule particular times and activities very often. When he felt like doing something, he did it. After finding a box of cereal in the pantry, he scanned for an expiration date. Two months past date, but that wasn't much at all. "What about you? Your plans?" He asked, while pouring the little Os into a bowl. He pointed to the box and looked to her to see if she wanted any. Doubtful, considering how old the cereal was.
So, they were in a committed relationship. This was something she didn’t expect. When Angelica stood there on Diagon Alley watching all the passer-bys she picked Noah for one reason and one reason only. Besides the fact that he’s smoking hot. The reason was he looked like a man who didn’t get tied down, a free spirit. She thought he’d be someone who didn’t believe in a typical relationship with restrictions. Thus it would make it easier when it came time to break it off with him. This was certainly a new twist, but not something she couldn’t manage.
And honestly, it’s not like she minded him being her boyfriend. He was an attractive man, kind, sweet enough, and talented. She smiled as she considered him. This relationship was starting to feel comfortable. As time went on her hopes of a relationship with Mason were starting to melt away. She loved him, but she was sure he didn’t feel the same about her. And really did it matter? He was dating Meredith and she was starting to fall for Noah. That settles it; she’d break things off entirely with Mason.
She brought him the milk and waved off his offer of cereal. He had no plans? Again, not what she was hoping for, she was hoping he had plans. Angelica did have plans; she was going to met Mason for coffee. ”I have plans actually.” She averted her eyes as she thought for a moment. ”I’ve got to meet a friend for coffee.” She brought her eyes back up to his face looking happily confident. Over coffee she would lie explain to Mason she never loved him. Ever.
As Noah prepared his cereal she stepped behind him, snaked her arms around his middle and leaned her head on his back. ”Wanna have dinner later? I’m not the best cook, so maybe somewhere out?” Well, that was unless of course he wanted to cook dinner.
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Originally Posted by redifer
So, they were in a committed relationship. This was something she didn’t expect. When Angelica stood there on Diagon Alley watching all the passer-bys she picked Noah for one reason and one reason only. Besides the fact that he’s smoking hot. The reason was he looked like a man who didn’t get tied down, a free spirit. She thought he’d be someone who didn’t believe in a typical relationship with restrictions. Thus it would make it easier when it came time to break it off with him. This was certainly a new twist, but not something she couldn’t manage.
And honestly, it’s not like she minded him being her boyfriend. He was an attractive man, kind, sweet enough, and talented. She smiled as she considered him. This relationship was starting to feel comfortable. As time went on her hopes of a relationship with Mason were starting to melt away. She loved him, but she was sure he didn’t feel the same about her. And really did it matter? He was dating Meredith and she was starting to fall for Noah. That settles it; she’d break things off entirely with Mason.
She brought him the milk and waved off his offer of cereal. He had no plans? Again, not what she was hoping for, she was hoping he had plans. Angelica did have plans; she was going to met Mason for coffee. ”I have plans actually.” She averted her eyes as she thought for a moment. ”I’ve got to meet a friend for coffee.” She brought her eyes back up to his face looking happily confident. Over coffee she would lie explain to Mason she never loved him. Ever.
As Noah prepared his cereal she stepped behind him, snaked her arms around his middle and leaned her head on his back. ”Wanna have dinner later? I’m not the best cook, so maybe somewhere out?” Well, that was unless of course he wanted to cook dinner.
Noah twisted off the cap on the milk container and poured some over his cereal. He took a seat and pushed the cereal around with his spoon to make sure that it soaked up a bit of the milk. "Aren't you eating breakfast?" Most important meal of the day! Although maybe the whole burnt breakfast scenario had turned her off of eating at the moment. The man nodded when she explained that she had plans to meet a friend later, and he really didn't think anything of it. "Very nice, very nice."
He took another bite of his cereal, which actually didn't even taste a day over the expiration, then felt her arms wrap around his torso and her head rest gently onto his back. He liked the physical contact, and he turned his head slightly to see her from the corner of his eye. "Dinner sounds great, babe. Had any place in mind?" There were very few foods that Harper disliked, so anywhere would be fine with him.
Randomly, a thought that had been swimming in his mind last night suddenly surfaced again. He was curious about it and had no qualms about asking, so he inquired before it escaped his head for a second time. "So, I've been trying to come up with the significance behind your spider tattoo.." he mentioned, breaking open the new topic of conversation.
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Originally Posted by Cedric
Noah twisted off the cap on the milk container and poured some over his cereal. He took a seat and pushed the cereal around with his spoon to make sure that it soaked up a bit of the milk. "Aren't you eating breakfast?" Most important meal of the day! Although maybe the whole burnt breakfast scenario had turned her off of eating at the moment. The man nodded when she explained that she had plans to meet a friend later, and he really didn't think anything of it. "Very nice, very nice."
He took another bite of his cereal, which actually didn't even taste a day over the expiration, then felt her arms wrap around his torso and her head rest gently onto his back. He liked the physical contact, and he turned his head slightly to see her from the corner of his eye. "Dinner sounds great, babe. Had any place in mind?" There were very few foods that Harper disliked, so anywhere would be fine with him.
Randomly, a thought that had been swimming in his mind last night suddenly surfaced again. He was curious about it and had no qualms about asking, so he inquired before it escaped his head for a second time. "So, I've been trying to come up with the significance behind your spider tattoo.." he mentioned, breaking open the new topic of conversation.
Her face squished up, ”No, I’m good. I’m not really a breakfast person, and” She motioned to the burnt food, ”Didn’t help make the meal any more appetizing.” Speaking of which she needed to finished cleaning the mess. Thankfully, she did master a number of cleaning charms. Swish, swish, flick. With that the dishes and food were flying in to the appropriate places.
Good, he didn’t care she was going to get coffee with a friend. Why would he right? It’s not like most people meet up with someone they love once thought they loved at one time to tell them they never loved them ever. Gah. This was sooooo complicated. As she hugged Noah she felt like she was making the right decision. Yes.The.Right.Decision. She assured herself.
She pulled from the embrace to retrieve more coffee. Angelica liked her coffee black, no cream, no sugar – and strong. She liked it to bite back.
"Maybe the Leaky? I could meet you there this evening?" And then they'd come back her place. She smiled at the thought.
The woman brought the cup to her lips right when he asked about her tattoo. Well there was a deep significance to her tattoo. It stood for where she felt men belonged. Well that’s how she use to feel. Why not be honest right? Had she not just decided he was the one? Not really. He was the one by default. Either way he was the one.
With a sigh she sat down across from him at the table, she didn’t look up from her cup. ”I’ve never told anyone what it means. Please don’t judge.” Something deep inside her was wishing she was having this conversation with Mason. Angelica brought her eyes to his, ”When I was in my 7th year I suffered a devastating first love heart break.” Her finger traced the rim of the cup as she looked at the table. ”I was completely destroyed.” An audible sigh was heard as she continued. ”I decided that men were awful, miserable gits and good for nothing.” Angelica brought her eyes up and met his, ”All of them. No exceptions.”
”I left for England for Italy and there I decided that men were useful for one thing and one thing only.” A smile graced her lips, ”Well, two things.” After amusing herself for just a second she regained her composure and continued her story. ”They were only good if they benefited me in some way.”
Looking away she stood and walked over to the floor to ceiling window near the table. ”So I proceeded to date men who were full of themselves, rude and deserved to be taught a lesson.” Gah, telling the story she realized she really was awful. ”I’d use them for their money, power or influence to get whatever I wanted.” She turned to face him and leaned against the wall. ”I always left after I had what I wanted.” She was starting to worry how he would react and she was feeling regretful about her life and choices. Her voice quivered, ”So I decided because I was always loving and leaving I was like a black widow spider.”
Not allowing herself to cry she finished, ”Or I got it because my patronus is a spider.” She smiled weakly, and brandished her wand. The woman conjured her patronus and it circled the room before disappearing into thin air.
Stepping back to the table she sat back down with a heavy plop. The woman had never really thought about her life, and really, her life was pathetic.
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Her face squished up, ”No, I’m good. I’m not really a breakfast person, and” She motioned to the burnt food, ”Didn’t help make the meal any more appetizing.” Speaking of which she needed to finished cleaning the mess. Thankfully, she did master a number of cleaning charms. Swish, swish, flick. With that the dishes and food were flying in to the appropriate places.
Good, he didn’t care she was going to get coffee with a friend. Why would he right? It’s not like most people meet up with someone they love once thought they loved at one time to tell them they never loved them ever. Gah. This was sooooo complicated. As she hugged Noah she felt like she was making the right decision. Yes.The.Right.Decision. She assured herself.
She pulled from the embrace to retrieve more coffee. Angelica liked her coffee black, no cream, no sugar – and strong. She liked it to bite back.
"Maybe the Leaky? I could meet you there this evening?" And then they'd come back her place. She smiled at the thought.
The woman brought the cup to her lips right when he asked about her tattoo. Well there was a deep significance to her tattoo. It stood for where she felt men belonged. Well that’s how she use to feel. Why not be honest right? Had she not just decided he was the one? Not really. He was the one by default. Either way he was the one.
With a sigh she sat down across from him at the table, she didn’t look up from her cup. ”I’ve never told anyone what it means. Please don’t judge.” Something deep inside her was wishing she was having this conversation with Mason. Angelica brought her eyes to his, ”When I was in my 7th year I suffered a devastating first love heart break.” Her finger traced the rim of the cup as she looked at the table. ”I was completely destroyed.” An audible sigh was heard as she continued. ”I decided that men were awful, miserable gits and good for nothing.” Angelica brought her eyes up and met his, ”All of them. No exceptions.”
”I left for England for Italy and there I decided that men were useful for one thing and one thing only.” A smile graced her lips, ”Well, two things.” After amusing herself for just a second she regained her composure and continued her story. ”They were only good if they benefited me in some way.”
Looking away she stood and walked over to the floor to ceiling window near the table. ”So I proceeded to date men who were full of themselves, rude and deserved to be taught a lesson.” Gah, telling the story she realized she really was awful. ”I’d use them for their money, power or influence to get whatever I wanted.” She turned to face him and leaned against the wall. ”I always left after I had what I wanted.” She was starting to worry how he would react and she was feeling regretful about her life and choices. Her voice quivered, ”So I decided because I was always loving and leaving I was like a black widow spider.”
Not allowing herself to cry she finished, ”Or I got it because my patronus is a spider.” She smiled weakly, and brandished her wand. The woman conjured her patronus and it circled the room before disappearing into thin air.
Stepping back to the table she sat back down with a heavy plop. The woman had never really thought about her life, and really, her life was pathetic.
"If you say so," Harper agreed, when Angelica told him she preferred no breakfast for now. Maybe it was a guy thing, but he always needed food after waking up, even if it was just cold pizza. Aah, but at least she was up for coffee. He took note of how she drank hers - straight black - so he'd know for future reference. Scooping up some more of his cereal and milk, he wound down to the last bits of his own breakfast.
"The Leaky it is," he smiled. "How does seven thirty work for you?" Surely she'd be done with her coffee date by then.
Immediately after inquiring about the tattoo, Noah got the sensation that it was a lot more than just an 'I was young and stupid' sort of thing. He met her eyes when she sat down across from him, and it only took her first sentence to make him realize that they were venturing into their first conversation of greater depth and gravity. Not that they hadn't talked about interesting topics before, but this seemed more personal.
"I'm not one to judge," he answered. Though now he was quite eager to hear what she had to say.
So he listened as she told him about her heartbreak and her thoughts of men, and then her particular motives for dating them. That was fairly understandable, however; Noah assumed that sort of devastation could certainly bring about such a reaction. Then again, Noah never really cared about any woman that much to have experienced the heartbreak Angelica spoke of. He did give a brief smile when she corrected herself about the things men were useful for, but he said nothing and continued listening.
She dated men who were.. arrogant, rude, and who deserved to be taught a lesson. In his head, he made a quick evaluation of himself based on these criteria. Did she think he possessed these traits, then? She went on with telling him that she sought money, power, and influence. Again, he compared these to his own life. Never had she even asked about anything financial. He did have a pretty decent chuck of change after his parents' death and his working over the years, but his appearance and demeanor definitely showed no signs of opulence. Power and influence were pretty much out of the picture too, right? He wasn't any head honcho and he had only just moved to London, so he had few connections here.
Loving and leaving, hence the Black Widow. He glanced at the patronus now moving about the room, then back to her. It was clear that it had taken a lot for her to share all this with him, but he didn't move to comfort her quite yet. He had to make sure that he wasn't some chump of hers too. "So, this is your stance on men and getting what you want.." Which, essentially, sounded like she wanted revenge. "Why are you dating me, then?" Perhaps there was some 'lesson' that she felt he needed to be taught.
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"If you say so," Harper agreed, when Angelica told him she preferred no breakfast for now. Maybe it was a guy thing, but he always needed food after waking up, even if it was just cold pizza. Aah, but at least she was up for coffee. He took note of how she drank hers - straight black - so he'd know for future reference. Scooping up some more of his cereal and milk, he wound down to the last bits of his own breakfast.
"The Leaky it is," he smiled. "How does seven thirty work for you?" Surely she'd be done with her coffee date by then.
Immediately after inquiring about the tattoo, Noah got the sensation that it was a lot more than just an 'I was young and stupid' sort of thing. He met her eyes when she sat down across from him, and it only took her first sentence to make him realize that they were venturing into their first conversation of greater depth and gravity. Not that they hadn't talked about interesting topics before, but this seemed more personal.
"I'm not one to judge," he answered. Though now he was quite eager to hear what she had to say.
So he listened as she told him about her heartbreak and her thoughts of men, and then her particular motives for dating them. That was fairly understandable, however; Noah assumed that sort of devastation could certainly bring about such a reaction. Then again, Noah never really cared about any woman that much to have experienced the heartbreak Angelica spoke of. He did give a brief smile when she corrected herself about the things men were useful for, but he said nothing and continued listening.
She dated men who were.. arrogant, rude, and who deserved to be taught a lesson. In his head, he made a quick evaluation of himself based on these criteria. Did she think he possessed these traits, then? She went on with telling him that she sought money, power, and influence. Again, he compared these to his own life. Never had she even asked about anything financial. He did have a pretty decent chuck of change after his parents' death and his working over the years, but his appearance and demeanor definitely showed no signs of opulence. Power and influence were pretty much out of the picture too, right? He wasn't any head honcho and he had only just moved to London, so he had few connections here.
Loving and leaving, hence the Black Widow. He glanced at the patronus now moving about the room, then back to her. It was clear that it had taken a lot for her to share all this with him, but he didn't move to comfort her quite yet. He had to make sure that he wasn't some chump of hers too. "So, this is your stance on men and getting what you want.." Which, essentially, sounded like she wanted revenge. "Why are you dating me, then?" Perhaps there was some 'lesson' that she felt he needed to be taught.
She nodded mechanically, ”Sounds great. I’ll be there with bells on.” A feeling was growing in the pit of her stomach. A feeling that something, somehow today was going to be an awful day. But how? Everything here with Noah was good, she would meet her friend Mason for coffee and then dinner with her …. Boyfriend. Yes her boyfriend.
As he commented that he didn’t judge she scoffed inwardly, wait until he heard the story. She was sure he’d judge. How could someone not judge? She conveniently left out the parts about most of the men being sickly and frail when she was done, a great number of which died soon after. That bit of information was more of a ‘need to know bases’ and he certainly didn’t need to know that.
Angelica knew it would come to this question. She would just choose her words carefully. Her head lifted so that her eyes were looking at his, her face and expression softened, ”Because there is nothing you can give me I can’t get on my own.” This was the absolute skewed truth. In all honestly because she was brewing that potion she didn’t need him to win Mason back, but he was a convenient pawn in the game. But now she doesn’t need to try and win Mason back. He was history, she was darn lucky to have such a great guy in Noah.
With that said, she really did like him for him and all his normalness, ”To my knowledge you don’t have money, power or influence. You’re a regular guy who is fun to be with.” Suddenly she realized how little she knew about this man. For all she knew he could be the richest, most powerful wizard in the world.
”I know I’ve not lived the best life, or made the best choices. But this is me.” Suddenly she felt broken, discarded and vulnerable. She had never shared so much about herself.
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[b] “Angelica!” [b]The portrait called out. A dark haired woman extracted herself from the usually locked room. ”Yes Grandmother?” Medea wasn’t trying to be short but she was quite busy, and frankly she could tell her Grandmother was about to lecture her. ”You will clear that tone straight away.” The older woman hissed. Medea knew she had upset her and changed her tone to a much more respectful one. ”Sorry, what is it you need?”
The older woman lowered her eyebrow as Medea addressed her more appropriately, ”By my calculations your potion is done.” The older woman, who was also named Medea, paused. It wasn’t so the younger woman could respond but to give dramatic effect to her words. The young woman knew this and stood silently. ”That potion is difficult to make, and can have dramatic effects.” Another pause. ”You ought to be wise and reconsider.” The young woman started to speak, but her grandmother waved her off. ”I know you’re doing this because of my prophecy, how are you sure he is the one?”
”Angelica,” Grandmother Medea’s tone softened, ”I don’t want you hurt my dear. This Noah fellow is a good man, he is pureblood. His family is a prestigious. You shouldn’t put some much stock into a prophecy.” The young woman brushed her hair out of her face, looked her grandmother in the eye, held up a vile full of a golden liquid and downed it. The grandmother gasped, holding her breath for what seemed like forever. If Medea had made a mistake in the process she’d die within moments.
”Grandmother, I know you’re trying to look out for me. But he is the one. He is my Leo, the Leo you spoke of. I messed it up because I’m an awful git.” The woman brandished her wand, and with a swish was dressed in her favorite pair of comfy jeans and a red shirt. ”I need to go.” She felt as though there was something in the country side she needed to take care of. The Grandmother sat there, her mouth pursed tightly. ”You better know what you’re doing Medea.”
”I do, I promise.” With that Medea slipped out the door and started walking, to where she wasn’t sure.
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Medea had an insane couple of weeks. No, not insane – whirlwind, that’s the correct term. She was there when mason got word that his friend passed away, and that he was willed the deceased man’s children. The day they were set to arrive they did, right on time; Mason on the other hand didn’t.
The dark haired woman made an executive decision to take the children to her house. The warehouse was unplottable, undectable and unlocatable. Because she didn’t know where Mason was, or what happen or who these children were or if anyone was looking for them she decided the safest place was her house. The minute they arrived she assigned the children each their own room, decided how they wanted it decorated and she made it so, then immediately went to speak with her Grandmother.
”Grandmother?” Medea called to the older woman who resided in the large painting. The canvas was blank, and then as if on cue there was someone gliding from the far corner toward the forefront. Grandmother Ward always walked so elegantly. ”Medea, my dear. You’ve been gone a while.” That was the woman’s way of scolding her for not checking in. ”Err, sorry. Look I have a problem.” Frankly, Medea was worried sick. She finally finds the man of her dreams and he disappears, leaving her with two children. ”I know you do love, I’ve got a couple friends looking for him.”
Medea’s jaw literally dropped, ”How?...Who?...Ughhhhh?” She completely lost her composure as the picture continued to speak as if Medea hadn’t said anything, ”When you didn’t return I did my own investigating. I found out you were safe. Then my connection told me about the children, and then of course of Mason’s or should I say Leo’s disappearance. Everyone I know is looking.”
The love sick heartbroken woman nodded. She didn’t have the words, mostly because she was sobbing.
2 WEEKS LATER
Mason was still missing and Medea wasn’t sleeping… or eating. To make matters worse, Medea’s house elf died – she had no one to cook for the little ones. The dark haired woman had burned more meals than anything, but after two weeks straight she had managed to make a small handful of good meals. Including the one she was plating now. Beef stew.
”Children, dinner is ready.” She put the dishes and bowls on the table and waited for the little feet to dash in.
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William was sitting in his room, playing with a few toy cars when she heard Medea call out to him and Jane. Dinner was ready. Will frowned. That was never good. He looked up at his younger sister and set his cars down on the floor. "Let's go." He said to her quietly and went to the kitchen. It smelled like soup, but that didn't mean it would taste like it. He plopped down in his usual seat and stared at the murky, lumpy liquid.
Jane dropped her doll and looked at her brother. She didn't want to go eat. "She makes icky food." She complained, but followed after him anyway. Once she got to the table, she climbed onto her chair next to Will and sniffed the bowl. "What is that?" She asked curiously.
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Medea watched their little faces cautiously approach dinner. It was no secret that she was an awful cook, but she really thought she got this one right. The tired, weak and worried side of her wanted to cry; the strong-willed, ‘I can get through anything’ side of her took a deep breath and answered the little girl’s question.
”Well, it is beef stew, do you like beef stew?” She smiled and furrowed her brow in worry. Medea was really getting the hang of this mothering child care thing all except feeding them. ”Ok, I promise if this isn’t any good then starting tomorrow I’ll look for someone…. Or something… that will make meals for us, ok?”
She reached across the table at the adorable little girl and rubbed her arm slightly. Retracting her arm Medea picked up her spoon and took a hearty mouthful. The woman tried not to retch as she spit the food into her napkin. This was most certainly NOT beef stew. ”Umm, yes well. How about I send an owl after some cheeseburgers?”
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The old abandon warehouse home of Medea Ward that doesn’t exist 
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