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EmmaRiddle · 03-23-2004, 05:17 PM

This is the official sequel to P&P. The majority of the 'old' characters know the storyline. I am afraid that no new characters are avaliable for this RP, so I am sorry but nobody new can join.

This wont be starting untill tommorow, but seeing as I had a title in my head, I sussed it would be best to open it now. Plus I would like everyone just to put up a brief character analysis and explain how their character/s have developed up to this point.

If anyone comes up with a better title, then tell me. I'd like everyone's thoughts on it, as i didn't really think about it much.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 03:34 PM

Snape had hesitated while he listened to Marcella, pleading for this worthless slime's life. It was too late to react when Darrin took hold of Marcella, keeping her as hostage. No matter how much he wished revenge on Darrin or how much she wanted him to do it, he would not kill her. He held up a hand and whispered. "Stop," as he saw the blood begin to trickle down from Marcella's pale neck onto Darrin's hand.

He did not want Darrin to win and he did not want the Dark Lord to have her back, but he could not think clearly enough to devise a way to get her away without killing her. Darrin smirked at him, obviously relishing Snape's predicament. Finally, Snape had formulated a plan which might work... Using his own curses against him, Snape pointed his wand at Darrin and Marcella. "Stramendium," he muttered, hoping the force of the spell would dislodge Marcella from Darrin's grasp without too much damage.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 04:14 PM

He knew what Snape's intentions had been but it became clear that they had not worked as the pair of bodies smacked against the wall. His grip loosened on her for but a while, before he fastened his arms around her once, pulling the pair of them up and holding her hands behind her back, placing Marce in front of him. His eyes flashing toward the door a couple of inches to their right, he smirked and mumbled, "Thanks for making the exit a bit easier Severus. Clearly you forgot to think before you acted."

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 04:30 PM

He'd been rash in his decision and it was going to cost him everything. Not only had the force of the spell not knocked Marcella from his grasp, but it had, in fact, moved him that much closer to victory. Not able to think of what else to do, Snape rushed Darrin before he could reach the door. But, unlike the last time, he did not resort to muggle violence. Instead, he pointed his wand in Darrin's face and yelled, "Crucio!"

He was not 100% sure the curse would miss Marcella, but he knew that once the pain began to course through Darrin, he'd let go of Marcella and she'd be free.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 04:37 PM

She saw in his eyes, what he were about to and despite Darrin's super human hold on her, she ducked her head at the exact right moment, excaping the spell by an inch. It singed her hair as she bent down and her knees knocked hard on the marble flooring as Darrin's hands released her and he cowered in pain, falling to the floor, so that now Snape were the one who stood tall. Still weak and in immense agony from her injuries, she could do nothing but lay there on the floor, face down, mute and still.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 04:46 PM

Snape watched, delighted, as Darrin writhed on the floor, screaming in agony as the curse continued; he just couldn't bring himself to lift it. But, after several minutes had past, he did lift it. Darrin lay twitching, blood pouring from his mouth, nose, and ears from the intensity and duration of the torturous curse. Snape walked over and gave him a kick and sneered, "Now I shall make sure that you never have the opportunity to harm her ever again."

Pointing his wand at the bloody, shivering, mess at his feet, Snape spat, "Avada Kedavra!"

With a flash of green light, it was finished. "There's no coming back from that," he whispered to the limp form of Darrin on the floor, a look of satisfaction on Snape's pale and bloody face.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 04:49 PM

Marce watched, quivering as the life was drained from Darrin. He became still as the red light in his eyes flashed once more and then fadded, a high pierced laugh easily heard in her mind. She knew that this would not be the last of her father's taunts, but she knew that it was the last time he could ever torture Darrin like this. "I'm so sorry..." she stuttered, lifting one of his limp hands, recollecting how cold his skin felt.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 04:59 PM

Snape's smirk faded into a frown as we watched Marcella grieve for the boy who had caused her, and himself, so much grief. "Leave him," he said to Marcella, his voice still thick with anger, as he moved over to a sink and began to wash the blood from his face and hands. He would need someone else to examine this injury to the back of his head at some point, but for now, just getting the blood that had begun to dry on his face was enough.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 07:10 PM

"He doesn't know...." she mumbled half-heartedly to the dead Darrin, running her fingers loosely through his hair, paying no heed to her own injuries or the several lines of blood trickling down her cheeks and over her eyelids.

She turned and frowned, looking between the two men and then mumbling, more to herself out loud, than to anyone, "You saved me..."

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 07:21 PM

Snape dried his hands and face before turning to Marcella. For the first time since he had entered the Hospital Wing, he actually looked at her. As he took in her injuries, one by one, he stalked over to her and grabbed her by the shoulders, the anger in his eyes, slightly replaced by concern. He steered her over to a chair and forced her to sit as he took up a damp cloth and attempted to clean her face.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 07:24 PM

She numbly lifted her hand to move away the cloth, pushing it aside. She knew he was hiding his eyes behind it. Looking at him, trying to see him behind the swipes of the flanel, she said, again, "You saved me..." Narrowing her eyes, they moved as much as they possibly could beneath the bruising, as she asked, "Why?"

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 07:37 PM

Snape lowered his hands and looked into Marcella's narrowed, swollen eyes. "It has been my job to protect you since I took you away from Durmstrang," he said. He wasn't ready for this conversation, yet. He needed time to be alone, to recover from what he had just done. But, at the same time, he couldn't leave until he was sure Marcella was taken care of. The thought to open the door and ask for assistance from the nurse never even entered his mind.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 07:42 PM

Reacting to his thoughts, she replied, "I am sorry to inconvenience you then. I shall keep my mindless babble to myself if you wish not to explain your actions." Had she not been so fatigued because of her wounds and the incident just passed, the sarcasm in her tired voice would have been stronger. She wasn't even sure he would catch it. Feeling a fresh wave threaten to take over her throat, she refused to cry. For a second there, she had felt almost ready to burst with explanation, with reasons for what had passed in the last few months - but without the knowledge of why he did it and a particular reason being the correct one, the curse miracously, was still in place. She wondered for how much longer she would be tortured by the twice dead Darrin.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 07:53 PM

The words from Marcella's mouth stung him. He knew she had been reading his thoughts, but she didn't seem to care that he would need time before doing battle with her again. Snape closed his eyes and sighed, putting a hand to the back of his head in a vain attempt to dull the aching throb. His palm was red when he finally lowered his hand. Looking down at it, he recalled hitting her and how he had been so afraid of having her blood on his hands. Looking back to Marcella, who was still looking at him with that pleading expression, he spoke. "I came here to apologize to you for my actions earlier," he said, holding his hand away from his robes, even though they were already spattered with blood.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 07:56 PM

"There is no need," she said, looking away, trying to hide the disappointment from showing in her eyes. However, she knew it were more than clear in her voice. "You have more than made it up to me." she spoke, ironically, not really feeling satisifed at all.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 08:15 PM

Snape's heart broke as she turned away from him. The words she spoke and her intonation, struck him. He knelt in front of her, turning her head back with his bloody hand to her chin. Looking deep into her eyes he whispered, "There is no way to make up for what I did to you. I was acting in jealousy and anger."

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 08:21 PM

Staring back at him, defiantly without knowing why she was defying him, she answered, her eyes sharp, glassy, "I gave you every reason to be both jealous and angry; do not apologise for being human."

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 08:35 PM

"While that may be true," he said, not willing to lie about it. "Nothing gives a man the right to hit a woman. I could have killed you. I nearly did," he said, lowering his head and peering over at Darrin's still form. If he hadn't have driven her out of his room, Marcella would not be here right now.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 08:39 PM

Taking a steady hand to his face, she returned his cheek so that he was looking at her once more. "I would have come here whether or not you had hit me. That would've and didn't have any affect on what I did afterward, how I felt about Darrin dying. It was as unfair then as it is now."

ooc- How did Darrin die the first time - my mind escapes me.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 08:44 PM

ooc- Voldie-assisted suicide

Snape frowned. "After all he's done to you, to us, you still feel his death was unjustified?" he asked, incredulously.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 08:46 PM

"He didn't deserve to die." she said, knowing he would not and could not understand why she were saying these things. Looking away from him once more, she winced at the feel of fresh air on her open wounds and raised the tip of her left index finger to one of them. "His blood is not on your hands, but on mine. I should never have allowed you to kill him."

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 08:58 PM

Snape took Marcella's hands in one of his own, smoothing back her hair with his other hand. "You would not have been able to prevent me. I could never let anyone harm you," he said.

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 09:00 PM

"You already did." she said, tearing her hand from his grasp. "You allowed yourself to hurt me."

After thinking for a moment, she wondered whether to ask why he could not do what he had said, but yet thought better of asking it, knowing the love probably had to be naturally given, rather than sought.

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 09:18 PM

"I know," he said, falling back onto his heels and hanging his head. "And that is why I try so hard not to love you. You will always wind up hurt in the end."

EmmaRiddle · 05-24-2004, 09:20 PM

Pushing herself from the hospital bed on which he had sat her, she hobbled forward to where he had moved from her. Lifting a gentle hand to his shoulder, her lip aquiver, she struggled to ask, "What...did...you say?"

Biochemkris · 05-24-2004, 09:42 PM

Snape lifted his downcast eyes to look at Marcella. "I know I should walk away, for your sake, but I can't," he said, softly. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he continued, "I love you, Marcella."

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