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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 · 06-07-2004, 06:13 PM

"Considering my senility, perhaps you could explain to me exactly how I am mad, crazy, and deluded," he sneered.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 06:35 PM

"I didn't say you were, yet. Just that you seem to be getting there." she commented unsure where this conversation was going. It seemed they were going to any lengths to avoid the matter at hand; the murder and the repercussions it would have on their lives and their relationship.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 06:41 PM

"Very well then, why do you think I'm going senile?" he asked, trying to keep the conversation from moving towards what happened. Snape got the impression from Dumbledore that he didn't want her thinking about his inevitable incarceration. However, talking with Marcella was seeming to be a worse path to preventing those thoughts than just sitting here in silence... He could see the painful thoughts shifting behind her eyes as he watched her.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 06:44 PM

"You priorities changed," she muttered, trying to prevent her throat from ceasing up as it threatened to burn painfully. "You've become philosophical, almost wise in a way. Much like Dumbledore is in fact your best friend."

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 06:51 PM

Snape was actually taken aback by what she had said. Best friend? He hadn't really considered the fact that he had any friends at all, let alone enough to have a best friend. "Perhaps it is because I've had nothing better to do these last few months than to sit around and think," he said, still not really believing he had become anything remotely resembling the Headmaster.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 06:56 PM

"Or maybe you've just been thinking for once." she agreed, knowing this would probably annoy him. "Either way, you have changed. I'm not at all sure I like it actually." she finished, superiorily.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 07:08 PM

Snape was sorely tempted to just get up and start pounding on the door like a child. He sneered at Marcella and her comments and then looked away, at the door. What in heavens name was she talking about. He hadn't changed at all and even if he had, it was entirely her fault... He stopped his thoughts and chastized himself for thinking like a child and blaming anyone other than himself for what happened in his life. He was responsible for his own thoughts and actions....

Perhaps Marcella was correct. He was only now begining to think. If he had thought before he acted, he would not have fallen in love with Marcella. If he had thought before he acted, he would not have landed himself in Azkaban the first time. If he had thought before he acted, he would have kept Darrin alive to torture or perhaps find a cure for death so that he could bring the boy back to life and kill him over and over again..

Snape stopped his thoughts again. These were dangerous thoughts, to be held in check. They reminded him of how far he had come from his younger days and that it was not just Marcella who needed to recover from his murderous act. With that, his thoughts turned back to the girl who had stolen his heart. Perhaps if she was serious about not liking this change in him, it would make his leaving easier on her. When, he finally turned back to Marcella he spoke, "Perhaps it is better that way."

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 08:12 PM

"You're wrong, it's not my fault at all. I didn't make you...you know...with me.." Hearing his last comment, she eyed him carefuly before responding, "Haven't you learnt? Nothing is ever better the way fate decides things to be. It just has to be because it has to be. Fate doesn't require us to be happy about it." Smirking, she scoffed, "That's all too true. I've never been better off or happy about anything in my life. Nothing has ever lasted for me. Everything that has ever been even slightly good has always turned out to be too good to be true."

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 08:18 PM

"And that is exactly why it is better this way. We no longer need to live under the delusion that we had been or could once again, even for the most fleeting of moments, be happy," Snape spoke sadly.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 08:25 PM

"So that's it is it? That's how it ends? Doesn't even the smallest part of you want to try?" she ventured feeling as though she were trying to grasp at smoke, something which was eternally impossible. Deep down, hours before she had asked this question, she had already prepared herself for the inevitable.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 08:38 PM

He looked up into her despairing eyes he sighed and knew he'd regret not lying, "Of course part of me, most of me wants to try."

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 08:41 PM

"But that silly notion called common sense stops you from actually doing it?" she questioned, already knowing the answer was much the reason why she hadn't tried to push him. "I'm not a child; I know what's best and I know what's going to happen. I'm just trying to save myself some pain."

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 08:52 PM

"As you should," he replied leaning forward in the chair and placing his elbows on his knees. "I know you are no child and can make decisions for yourself... Tell me what you want from me and you shall have it. If you want me to break down the door and leave you forever I will do my best to make it so."

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 08:54 PM

"I doubt that even you could break down a door that Albus Dumbledore had sealed." Remembering the seriousness of the situation, she felt it was appropriate to touch him, but could not quite reach, so she settled for trying to smile. "I dont know what I want. But I do know that I dont want you to leave."

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 09:05 PM

"I know the feeling," he said, giving a short, joyless, laugh and reciprocating her attempted smile. Taking her smile and comment as a sign of truce, at least for the time being, he slid his chair closer to the bed and sat back with his arms rested on the chair arms.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 09:08 PM

Shuffling over in the bed, she laid on the right side of the bed under the blankets, so that she were just that little bit closer to him. She were about to lay her head on his shoulder when she heard the clock tower chime for three in the morning. She distinctly remember having left his room just before midnight, so they had been talking for a good three hours. Time seemed to fly when you were having fun or at least when you were making the most of a situation that would only temporarily be avaliable.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 09:14 PM

Snape watched as Marcella shifted in the bed and then, looked up out the window as the clock chimed. It was so late and Marcella hadn't had any sleep. She really should rest in order to recover. "Why don't you get some sleep," he suggested, turning his attention back to her. "I'll still be here when you wake."

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 09:18 PM

"I dont think I can." she replied, despite feeling heabily weary. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she thanked him and then quickly removed it, a sense of awkwardness stopping her from being what would pass for normal around him. Things had changed and she didn't like it and she didn't want them to.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 09:28 PM

Snape looked at the hand on his shoulder for the brief moment it was there and continued to look at his should after it was removed. Too much happened since he was taken to Azkaban. As much as he wanted things to be the way they were when he and Marcella had shared his cottage, he knew they couldn't be. If only there were some way Dumbledore could safely hide them away back there, where they had grown to love rather than resent one another. He sighed and looked down at the hands in his lap, his eyes moving over his blood-stained robe.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 09:30 PM

"Perhaps you should go bathe, it cant be a good thing for your health to sit there in bloody robes. There's an antechamber which you should be able to get to, just beyond Poppy's office and then maybe I could also rest, knowing you're still here, in a way."

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 09:53 PM

Snape smiled at her concern for "his health" and stood up. He took one of her hands and gave it a squeeze before leaving to enter the antechamber of which she spoke. He quickly undressed and stepped into the shower, bathing thouroughly, yet quickly so that he could get back to Marcella's side as soon as possible. He winced as he began to try and wash his hair and looked down to see the water swirling around the drain, tinged pink. He finished as carefully as he could whilst still hurrying and stepped out of the shower. He towelled himself dry and was about to reach for his wand to clean his soiled robes when he realized it was still sitting on the bedside table. Sighing in exasperation, he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked back into the infirmary, his steps quiet with his bare feet.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 09:58 PM

Soon after he had left, she had allowed her hand to fall and felt it pulsating with heat where he had touched her. Her head lolling to the side, her eyes fluttered and shut into an uneasy rest as she laid peacefully still under the covers, her face as white as the robes of angels.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 10:15 PM

Snape was relieved to find Marcella sleeping as he quietly picked up his wand from the table. The urge to reach out and gently stroke her bruised and swollen face, was so great that he had to quickly turn his gaze and began to walk back to the antechamber. She was frighteningly pale and he feared to leave her alone for very long. He pointed his wand at his robes which suddenly became clean and levitated so that he could more quickly put them on. He didn't bother fastening the buttons or putting on his shoes until he was back at Marcella's bedside.

EmmaRiddle · 06-07-2004, 10:24 PM

Hearing some footsteps in the room, she stirred slightly and groaned a little, a small yawn escaping her bruised pink lips. Curving into a smile as her eyes flickered open and her vision became clearer, she noted that she had only slept an hour, but also realised how much better it had made her feel. Moving, she found her injuries were still as painful but emotionally, she felt more together.

Biochemkris · 06-07-2004, 10:37 PM

Snape sat up straight and leaned towards Marcella as he saw her wake and try to move. "Careful," he whispered, his face full of concern. "How are you feeling? You really should try and sleep some more."

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