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Cassirin · 06-13-2004, 05:38 AM

After Ginny finishes her final year at Hogwarts, she's stunned to learn that Harry, who's been out of school a year, is engaged. Not wanting to return to the Burrow, which will be full of wedding planning and activity, Ginny escapes to Diagon Alley for a bit of independent living. The twins kindly take Ginny in and offer her a job, and she drags Neville and Luna along as flatmates. Who knows what will happen now that they are living independently?

This is a VERY loose storyline so far, but we want to have the chance to explore these characters as rising adults. I have all of the main characters filled at this point. If you are interested, go ahead and post your character idea. To be honest, I'd prefer HP characters (but not necesarily HRH) rather than made-ups... although a quality made-up is always welcome. If I don't feel your character will add to the story, I probably won't say yes. Also, we're quite serious about RPing, so if you aren't on at night EST, CST, or you will only post very sporadically, don't bother. This is advanced RPing, so YES, your posts need to be longer and more detailed and we DO care about your spelling and grammar.

Ginny - Cassirin
Neville - Spots
Luna - Biochemkris
Fred - tylert_28
George - Cassirin
Ron - Poirot
Hermione - Lumos299
Harry - Lumos299
Elizabeth - Kirstie McGonagall
Guinevere - Jennifer_w
Dobby- Spots

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 03:45 AM

Tara was left standing there, her own hand gently touching her face where his had rested only moments before. His dark back was moving away from her, and she just couldn't seem to process the moment. Had she dreamed of that light kiss? And if she hadn't, would her heart ever land? Her confusion mounted as she realized he was walking away, away from the castle and away from her. He hadn't seemed to regret his actions when he was staring into her eyes.

"Severus," Tara called after him. He stopped but didn't turn, and she held her ground. "I... be safe."

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 03:57 AM

Snape walked down the steps and was several meters away when he heard her call. He stopped and then, after she had told him to be safe, he continued on his way. When he reached the edge of the grounds, he apparated to the graveyard where the meeting of the Death Eaters was to be held. He stepped into his place in the circle, waiting for the last of the arrivals before the meeting began.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 04:28 AM

He kept walking until he was out of sight, and Tara slid into a sitting position on the steps, feeling slightly boneless. A part of her was worried about him, but she was practical and knew he had survived such things for a long while now. Most of her was simply exultant over the brief kiss she had shared with him.

Tara leaned on the step, thinking. What did that kiss mean? What did she want it to mean? How did she feel for Severus Snape, and how did he feel for her? A million questions race through her head, and she wondered if she wasn't slightly over thinking things.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 04:53 AM

An hour later, the Dark Lord dismissed his servants and Snape left the circle of Death Eaters, disapparated and began to walk back through the grounds, up to the castle. He was surprised to find Tara still on the steps. She seemed to have dozed off. She was sitting on a step, leaning her arm a couple steps above, her head on her hand, her eyes closed. Snape knelt down beside her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Tara?" he said, softly.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 05:03 AM

Tara awoke slowly, as if from a deep sleep, although she thought she had only been dozing on that step. Her first sight was Severus, kneeling over her and looking a bit concerned. Smiling sleepily, she stretched out her free hand and rubbed her thumb on his jaw line. Yes, he was quite real.

She woke up a bit at that point and looked at him in tired confusion. "You said my name. I didn't think you knew my name."

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 05:15 AM

She rubbed her thumb over his jawline and sent a shiver down his spine. He returned her look of confusion. "What made you think I didn't know your name?" he asked.

His knees began to cramp so, he shifted his weight and sat beside her on the steps, once more, his eyes still fixed on hers.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 05:27 AM

Tara dropped her hand, letting it rest on Severus's chest. Staring at the small, pale hand surrounded by the dark fabric, she yawned and tried to gather her thoughts. "You never call me by my name," her brow furrowed and she tried to recall why she thought he didn't know her given name. "You never call me by anything." She wanted to follow her hand and lean against his chest, but she held off.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 05:33 AM

"I've never had the need to address you by name," he responded, looking down at the hand upon his chest. He placed his own pale hand on top of it; her small hand disappeared beneath his hand. Curling his fingers, he grasped her hand and pulled her closer, now looking up at her again. "I notice you've begun calling me by my given name instead of your usual Professor," he said, his lips curling up in the smallest of smiles.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 05:47 AM

"It seemed right, considering the circumstances," Tara admitted doubtfully, all too aware of how all her weight now rested on Severus's chest and arm. She admired how she fit so well into this space his arms made before looking up and finding Severus's dark eyes upon her again. "How did this happen?" Tara whispered in awe, asking any number of things in her breathy voice. She ignored her own question, choosing instead to lean forward and close the small gap between them. "Severus," Tara murmured, cupping her free hand at the base of his head and tangling her fingers in his hair.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 05:59 AM

Snape closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Tara as she leaned against his chest, her hand in his greasy hair. He was suddenly shocked as he realized that she was touching him without revulsion, her hand in his hair. His heart was pounding quickly, threatening to escape from his chest. He let out his breath slowly and simply relished in the way she fit perfectly in his arms.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 06:24 AM

Tara tilted her head back to expose her up-turned face to Severus. Leaning in a bit more, she brushed her lips against his, her hand gripping the front of his robe. Even that light contact stirred her, and she deepened the kiss. The warm sensation brought her fully to her senses, and Tara pulled back a bit, still resting within the confines of his arms. They were sitting on the steps of the school in a passionate embrace like two teenagers. "I can't... out here. I'm not... like this." Tara stumbled badly, wondering how to express her distate for the public-ness of their moment and her desire for this moment to just belong to the two of them.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 06:35 AM

Snape felt Tara's lips touch his own. A feeling, like a surge of fire shot through him as the kiss deepened. He still felt as if he was on fire as she pulled away form him, stuttering. Looking up at the looming castle he knew exactly how she felt. How many times had ne walked the corridors at night, seeking out student who were out of bounds for a little midnight rendezvous. He pushed a straying hair back behind her ear and whispered, "We can go inside, if you like."

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 01:54 PM

Tara searched Severus's face for a long moment before she lifted her hand to repeat his gesture from earlier. Her hand cupped the side of his face and she gazed at him in wonderment. Had she really gone all those years without really seeing the man? "Alright," she whispered and let herself be pulled to her feet.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 02:05 PM

He lifted her to her feet as he stood up and began to slimb the steps into the castle. Snape did not take her hand as most men would have, he merely walked, silently, allowing her to follow at his side if she wished. He opened one of the great oak front doors and followed after Tara, closing the door behind him. The stood at the foot of the marble staircase, neither one seeiming to know what to say, what to do, or where to go from here.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 02:11 PM

Tara wished she hadn't spoken, because the easy camaraderie they had shared outside on the steps was broken now that they were inside the castle. Severus looked ill at ease, and Tara felt that he was standing much too far away now. It didn't seem appropriate to invite him to the Tower, so Tara merely shifted on her feet and looked about herself. Finally, she settled on, "How was your meeting?" She clasped her hands behind her back and stared up at him earnestly.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 04:33 PM

Snape was unsure of himself, a feeling he loathed. The discommodius silence which stretched between them was almost unbearable. He was about to break it when she spoke, asking him about his meeting. "It was less painful than the previous meeting," he responded, glancing over to the steps which lead down to the dungeons.

Would she think him too forward if... "Would you are for a cup of tea?" he asked, hoping to change the subject but, suddenly realized that it sounded as if he were inviting her to converse further on the matter.

ooc: w00t!! I managed to sneak in one of my favorite words.

Mad Eye Touz · 08-19-2004, 05:51 PM

Fred strutted into the Drawing Room, and threw his sleeping bag off in a corner somewhere. He took in all the people of the room. Fred let a big sigh out, maybe this wasn't such a good idea afterall. It seemed weird to have everyone there, and not have Luna around. Fred tried to push that far bsck in his thoughts. He was bound determined to cheer everyone up, so he circulated the room, greeting everyone, acting his normal chipper self.

Cassirin · 08-19-2004, 06:34 PM

Tara's eyes lit up and she grabbed onto the idea for dear life. "Yes," she nodded her head, but she stopped quickly. It wouldn't do to seem too eager and look like a fool. "That would be... pleasent," she agreed. "I always take some tea before bedtime. It helps me to relax."

Ginny watched Fred circulate around the room and felt how silly this all was. They weren't having a social gathering; they were mourning the loss of a dear friend. George had the sense not to look excited to be there, but his face showed a sulkiness rather than a sadness. What was wrong with those twins, anyway?

Across the room, Ginny spotted Elizabeth standing alone and looking a bit lost. It wasn't her fault that she got pulled into this. Ginny moved a bit away from Harry's side and smiled hesitantly at the girl. Ginny would at least make an effort not to rub in Harry's decision.

Biochemkris · 08-19-2004, 07:16 PM

His lips curled up in that faintest of smiles and he walked toward the steps to the dungeon. He stoped at the top of the stairs and looked around. Not seeing anyone, he held out his hand to Tara and escorted her to his quarters. He unlocked the door as he had done before and led her inside. Snape let go of her hand and began preparing the tea and setting out some biscuits.

BG · 08-19-2004, 08:17 PM

Harry sat in the corner by himself, overcome with his memories of years ago when he and a few others had cleaned this room, trying to make the house more livable. He started thinkng about Sirius again and the night at the Ministry of Magic and it reminded him why, in the present, they were all at Grimmauld Place. It was because of Harry. Because someone was targeting him and his happiness. And it all boiled down to the same person...

Harry's face was starting to show little red splotches of anger. He looked towards Ginny, who was across the room.... She seemed to be trying to get on Elizabeth's good side? Well, good for her, Harry thought. He wanted to go to sleep now, no matter what time it was. So, without caring what anyone else thought or said, he settled into his sleeping bag and stared moodily at the wall.

Hermione had been in the drawing room before the others started to arrive. She had lit a fire in the fireplace and set her sleeping bag and pillow near a wall. She hadn't bothered to change, feeling both lazy and that it was quite fine to sleep in your clothes for once, considering everything was packed away in your trunk in another part of the house.

Hermione spotted George and decided to go talk to him. He looked like he could do with someone to talk to, so she walked over to him. "Hello, George," She said, trying to sound upbeat, "How are you doing?"

Cassirin · 08-20-2004, 12:11 AM

Tara stood in the middle of the quarters, without moving to take a seat. She'd been here before, only recently, but it seemed a bit different to her tonight. Or maybe she was different. She studied Severus for a moment as he worked, quick and efficient, before she went back to studying the room. "It smells like rosemary and marshweed in here." She sniffed again. Those were two of the herbs Firenze most commonly used on his fire, and the scent was a permenant part of her subconscious now.

George looked up at Hermione, his face clearly telling the girl he thought she was mad. "How am I doing, Hermione? I'm doing very well, thanks for asking. A girl I was just talking to yesterday has died, and I probably could have prevented it. But I'm just great."

Ginny watched Elizabeth closely, considering crossing the room to her side, but a flurry of movement caught her attention. Harry had rolled out his sleeping bag and had crawled into it, staring sullenly at the wall. She knelt beside him, rubbing his back and not speaking for a few moments. "Does it do you any good to dwell like this?" she finally asked. She was a naturally cheery person, and although the death of her friend hit her hard, she couldn't drown herself in darkness the way Harry constantly tortured himself by doing. He acted like he thought he didn't deserve to be happy.

Biochemkris · 08-20-2004, 12:18 AM

Snape walked back with the tea tray and placed it on a table. He sat down in a large chair and gestured for Tara to sit next to him. He handed her a cup of tea and leaned back in the chair with his own.

Cassirin · 08-20-2004, 12:49 AM

Tara sat daintily on the edge of her chair, her cup held in one hand. She made no move to drink the tea, as it was still very hot and she was distracted. Finally, she took a sip and scalded her tongue. It surprised her so much, she set her cup down a bit hard and looked up at Severus. "You like poetry?"

BG · 08-20-2004, 12:59 AM

Hermione frowned. "Well... I just just trying to be polite, you know," She said, slightly put out by George's answer. She had at least expected a somewhat kind answer.

Harry felt Ginny's hand on his back and felt a little shiver go through him. Her touch was comforting, though it didn't do much, seeing as he was sitting in his own little pool of misery. He turned over so he was lying on his back and facing her. "No," He answered shortly.

Cassirin · 08-20-2004, 01:23 AM

"I know," George replied, shaking his head as if to clear the melancholy. "I just don't understand why Fred insists on acting as if this is some sort of jolly get together. Harry won't talk to anyone, Guin and Liz look scared to death, and Fred is out shaking hands. I wonder when he'll break out the munchies." George's tone was sarcastic.

Ginny couldn't continue rubbing Harry's back when he was facing her, so she stroked the hair around his face. She settled into a sitting position and propped herself up on his stomach so that she could still stare into Harry's face. "Why are you punishing yourself for things that aren't your fault? And I'm not just talking about Luna."

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