Harry Potter: Veracity and Maelstrom (COMPLETED/ENDED)

Alexander Jeffries


"Oh, abuse!" He laughed as she pushed him, taking her hand and pulling her to a stop. "Maybe I don't feel the effects of the potion, but I certainly feel something strong for you." He promised, kissing her. "And you get someone like me to like someone like you by very much lowering your standards, sweetheart. I'm far too selfish to let you see that you're far out of my league." He promised, kissing her again.


@Altaynna
 
She laughed softly, before turning to see the clock and cursing. "Damn it class is over." She sighed dramatically and draped the back of her hand over her forehead. "My reputation has been tarnished!"


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


"Good. You're finally letting your terrible, bad influence of a boyfriend ruin you." He chuckled, pulling her close to him. "Am I forgiven?" He asked quietly, tucking some hair behind her ear and meeting her eyes.
 
"Always." She muttered, softly pressing her lips to his as her eyes fluttered shut, her eyelashes hitting his skin as her eyelids slid shut.


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


Alex smiled against her lips, resting his hands on her waist. "I'm sure we have somewhere we need to be... Don't particularly care right now." He chuckled lowly.
 
"Neither do I, honestly." She laughed softly, her arms looping around his neck. "We can always say we were something important." Her lips moved against his before she was kissing him again, not particularly caring about anything else at the moment.


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


"This is important to me. Nowhere I'd rather be." He whispered, his breathing a bit ragged, a bit hurried. He moved her to be against the wall, hiding them in a small alcove where they had a bit more privacy. "Much better." He chuckled quietly.
 
She nodded, looking up and staring into his eyes as her heartrate increased, her own breathing rushed. "No class could possibly hold a candle to this." Her voice was soft, breathless as she spoke quietly.


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Alexander Jeffries


Alex kissed her deeply, smiling. "Good. That certainly makes me feel special." He chuckled.


(Fade to black for doing the nasty. Perverts...)
 
Alexander Jeffries


Alex smirked, stroking her arm lightly. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly, grateful that none of his dormmates were back yet.
 
She panted, still breathless from the past...what, half hour? She nodded, curling into him slightly as she felt her heart rate slow slightly. It had been...wow. She just...wow. She smiled at him, before planting a quick kiss to his lips. "Yeah. I'm better than okay."


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


"That makes two of us. You're amazing, you know that?" He murmured, turning to face her. "You know, for Head Boy and Girl, we are terrible, terrible role models. We are technically in a public place, a shared dormitory. I do not want my roommate to get to know you that well." He teased, kissing her.
 
Eliza laughed softly. "I don't want anyone to see me like that but you." Helpless. She didn't like it when people saw her in such a helpless position, when people held such power over her. She would have been begging him in an instant and that wasn't something she liked to do. But with Alexander she just felt...safe. Like it didn't matter what she did.


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


"Good. Because I'm territorial, not sure I'd be happy if you said differently." He chuckled, pulling her a bit closer. "You sure you're okay with all of this? I mean, I'm sure it wasn't on the agenda today." He said softly, meeting her gaze.
 
"Not...really, no, but...how could I not be okay with this." She smiled, nudging him slightly. "And that whole territorial thing is kinda hot."


@UnknownOrigin
 
Alexander Jeffries


Alex laughed, grinning broadly. "I'm flattered that you find one thing about me hot. There aren't many." He murmured, stroking her arm lightly.
 

Henry Blake

Henry got bored of roaming the halls rather quickly, and found himself walking toward the quidditch pitch, eyes drawn to the figure of the girl nearby.

"Well, I am a lucky man. I get to see a girl as beautiful as you two times in one day." He called, striding over to her. "You look pissed. Care to talk about it?"

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@LadyAria
 
Alexander Jeffries


Alex burst out laughing, pulling away from her slightly. His face was a bit red, but he ignored it. "I honestly can't either. Here I was thinking you were innocent." He snickered.
 
Jenna Sue Bianco


The female was sitting there quietly alone looking at the few players of her house, darting from one side to the other, hugging her knees lightly with a soft huff until she got interrupted by a familiar voice which she had heard not long ago.


The girl grinned as she shook her head at him, "Oh you astound me, however, by get to see you mean stalking me?" she said with a small smile as she taunted. "Well, it's kind of a bit obvious as to why I am pissed don't you think?" She was at the quidditch pitch, looking as if someone had died, well something did die temporarily, her passion.


@Play On Words
 

Henry Blake

"Stalking is overrated. I don't need to resort to cheap tricks to get what I want." He said, smirking. He sat beside her and appraised her for a moment before following her gaze to the mock quidditch game.

"Never understood the pull of Quidditch. Sure, the competitiveness, the adrenaline... Is that it? There are... So many better things to dedicate my energy to." He chuckled lowly, watching someone get hit by the bludger. "That'll be a knot."​
 
Jenna Sue Bianco


She smiled lightly as he joined her, no one quite ever did except for one person so it was kind of something new to have another by her side. The blonde gazed at him for a brief second before her view went to focus on the players "Hmm of course, the great Henry Blake is too mighty for such tricks."


"Well not everyone sees it the same... when you say quidditch I see a pass time, a hobby, a sport... a passion you know? I spent my whole life playing it ever since I was a little girl. I used to play it with my father. When he passed away... I kept playing it as to keep him in my thoughts each and every time." she looked down at the grass and slowly started pulling out a bit of the grass and toying with it. "Being in such a situation is preventing me to do that..." she lifted her injured right arm lightly "Quidditch ... it's a memory of my father and will always be" Hearing the player groan from the bludger she grinned lightly "No kidding... try swinging a bat to that thing" she was one of the Slytherin beaters after all.


@Play On Words
 

Henry Blake

Henry listened to her, frowning slightly. "I do the opposite, actually. I avoid the memories of my ghosts, I put as much distance between me and them as I possibly can." He gestured to the field. "Which is probably why I'll never chase a snitch again. I used to play with my brothers. Now that they're gone... I can't stand the memory of them. Too painful." He admitted. "But I can get why you'd hate to be apart from it. Most people would. I'm just... Fucked up, I guess. Nothing new." He paused for a few moments.

"Trust me. There's nothing great about being Henry Blake. But someone has to do it, so I, being the dumbass that I am, volunteered." He said quietly.​
 
Jenna Sue Bianco


She listened to him as she actually related, "Well to be fair...I did use to think like you... if I stay away from the memories maybe I would feel better" she shook her head and hugged her legs. "But it only made it worse, It felt worse to forget rather than keep remembering. Remembering hurts less for me... that way I can still do the thing I love while remembering the person I love." she said quietly. "Hence why I also excel at potions... cause of my mother" she said softly as Jenna was raised by foster parents. She was a pure blood but raised with a muggle family, hence why she wanted to expose all of this. She can't even tell her fosters what she is, nor use magic in front of them with the risk and most probably if she did tell them... they would think of her as some monster and never see her as Jenna again.


As he said that she looked at him and offered a weak smile, "Well then.. I am honored to be sitting and accompanied by the not so great Henry Blake. I am glad that you volunteered."


@Play On Words
 
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