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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Aug 26, 2006 0:23:40 GMT -6
Yey! Does it bother you that I have 3 vs your 2? Cause if it does... ~*~ Laura liked the idea of her parents togather more then she had when it was first presented to her. Maybe Damon was right, maybe it was none of her bussiness. She watched as her parents kissed again and she smiled happily and left the room.
"Hey there Izzy." Damon smiled at her.
"Why aren't you with your parents?" Laura asked.
"Mum got that leave the room look in her eyes so I bolted." Damon said. "So, used to the perantals yet?"
"If their happy." Laura shrugged.
"See? I'm right some times." Damon wiggled his eye brows.
"Only once in a great while." Laura walked past him to her room.
"Boo!" Damon called after her.
~*~
Peter looked down at the dark mark on his forearm. It was because of her that he had choosen this fate...
"Arcio Wormtail!" Severous called and Peter felt himself pulled against his will down to the Kitchen area.
~*~
Kinda tired...brain fart
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Aug 26, 2006 15:01:55 GMT -6
what do you mean?
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Aug 28, 2006 3:57:56 GMT -6
Remus and Christina broke away for air, but continued to stare at each other. The werewolf then began kissing his way down her face to her neck, to where he had claimed her years ago. He gave it a gentle lick, causing Christina to gasp.
"Remus, we... can't," she responded, but her body betrayed her mind.
It seemed that he either ignored her or didn't hear, as he continued his administrations. ~*~*~*~*~ Sirius and Patty sat in silence, not knowing what to say to each other. They had so much questions, but couldn't voice them. Sirius' brother's portrait stared at them with a grin on his face. He knew that they still loved each other, in their own ways. ~*~*~*~*~ short, but it is an update. I had fun at the Fair and ended up with a sunburnt face. Not fun, but I had lots of fun. The court battle starts this Thursday. I'm nervous.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Aug 28, 2006 13:11:35 GMT -6
That sucks.
~*~
Peter found himself in the kitchen and looked up at the two Wizards.
"...Severous." Peter tried to be pleasent.
"You should come when I call." Threatened Severous casting a spell on Peter making him unable to move.
"I'd have him trained by now." Lucius commented.
"What are you going to do?" Peter whimpered.
"We ask you a question and if you don't answer it to our liking we will hurt you." Severous smirked.
~*~
"So hows life been since school?" Patty asked trying to break the uncomfortable silence.
"Good until I got threwn in Azcaban." Sirius shrugged.
"Oh...right." Patty blushed.
"But after I got out its been beter." Sirius shifted on the couch. "hows your life been?"
"Parents disowned me. but other then that pretty good." Patty laughed alittle.
"Over being pregnate?" Sirius asked.
"More or less." Patty sighed.
"...Who else did you think might have been his father?" Sirius asked the question that had been nagging him since she first showed him the test.
"You don't want to know that." Patty said.
"Try me." Sirius shrugged.
"Well I figured it happened with in the last three months of school so it was either Lucius, you or...Pettigrew."
"Peter?! You had sex with Peter?" Sirius stood up.
"Told you that you didn't want to know." Patty muttered.
"Why would you go with Peter?" Sirius asked angerly.
"Don't act like you didn't go with other girls after me!" Patty glared.
"That was differant. They weren't your friends." Sirius growled.
"He was nice to me! Okay? After the last two guys I'd been with it seemed like a safe bet." Patty said meaningfully.
"I said I was sorry about that." sirius said.
"Yeah, well i didn't know that then, okay? Peter was sweet and kinda like a kicked puppy. I told him after a while it wasn't going to work because he was a part of the good guys and i was a death eater." Patty looked down at her hands. "I didn't expect him to join the deatheaters over it."
"He joined the deatheaters because of you?" Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Well its not like we talked about it but i can only assume so. ...At the time I thought it was kinda sweet, twisted right?" Patty laughed.
"He didn't know you were pregnate?" Sirius asked.
"He came up to talk to me about 'us' and I went in to labor." Patty wished despertly for a drink. "So, now that I've shared one of my worst moments care to tell me why you really dumped me?"
"You were a deatheater." Sirius said.
"...makes sence." Patty shrugged.
~*~
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 1, 2006 9:12:24 GMT -6
the judge has't said anything, but mom feels that we lost. There is some good to that. My dad has no visitation rights, has no control over me. ~*~*~*~ Christina felt herself being laid down on the bed, with Remus on top of her. He was now removing her shirt. She wanted to stop him, but couldn't find it in herself to do so. So she just gave in. ~*~*~*~ Damon and Laura were out in the living room, reading books. Sirius and Patty sat with them, every now and then talking to Regulus. The two attempted to talk to the other, but it ended up in silence again.
"Say it," said Regulus, making the two jump. "You like each other."
"What?" they both asked dumbly. The portrait rolled his eyes.
"Oh stop being dumb. You want the other. I can see it in your eyes. As they say, the eyes are the window to the soul. And you are projecting a little too loudly."
"Even I can sense it," commented Damon to his parents, not looking up from the page he was reading. "At least Aunt Christina and Lupin had the sense." ~*~*~*~ Remus slowly slid off his lover and laid beside her, staring at her. She was attempting to catch her breath. Then she turned over to her side and stared back at him. He gave a smile and stroked a hand over her her cheeks.
"I love you," he whispered.
"And I love you," she answered back, just as softly.
Then they fell asleep, both feeling content and complete. ~*~*~*~ there we go
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 1, 2006 23:28:42 GMT -6
That sucks. ~*~
"Damon!" Patty glared at her son.
"What? Your basicly undressing eachother with your eyes." Damon shrugged.
"Ew. Odd mental image." Laura said hitting Damon in the arm.
"You hit like a girl." Damon teased.
"You say that like its a bad thing!" Laura picked up her book and hit Damon on the head with it.
"My dead granma hits harder then you." Damon stuck his toongue out at her.
"You are so dead!" Laura chased Damon out of the room.
"I'm not undressing anyone with my eyes." Sirius said.
"Yes you were." The protrait of Regulas said.
"Shut up." Sirius
"Do you really have feelings for me?" Patty asked.
"...Maybe." Sirius said.
Patty's lips where on Sirius’s before he even noticed she’d moved, though he was quick to recover and was kissing her back with just as much passion as she was giving him. Their kiss was passionate and needy, both missing just being with each other that the rush of being together once again was quickly consuming them.
Patty moved further up onto the couch, straddling his waist, never breaking the kiss. After a few more moments of heavy kissing and petting, Buffy finally broke away, needing to breathe.
"I feel the same." Patty smiled.
~*~
Laura smacked Damon on the head again as they sat in the kitchen.
"Couldn't you come up with a better way of getting me out of the room?" Laura asked.
"It was the first thing that came to my mind." Damon rubbed his head.
"You're an idoit." Laura crossed her arms.
"I'm cute so it kinda makes up for it," Damon stuck his tongue out.
"You can't go forever on your looks, you know." Laura rolled her eyes.
"Live fast, die young." Damon shrugged.
"Loser," Laura shook her head.
~*~
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 4, 2006 12:05:38 GMT -6
aww... Sirius and Patty are together! Now all we need is Lucius.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 4, 2006 18:18:07 GMT -6
Basicly, yeah.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 4, 2006 20:31:13 GMT -6
I'm updating again. ~*~ Laura had always been a happy child...It was a shame it never lasted. It wasn't to say she didn't enjoy the life , she just gave her self standards she'd hoped she would do by the time she got to a certain age. The probblem was that she never got all of them done. For instance she had hoped to have a boyfriend by the time she was 14 but here she was at 16 still singal and the only boy who had ever made a real pass at her was Damon who was known to be a playboy and a flirt. These where things that bothered her. "What are you thinking about?" Damon asked from his seat in the kitchen. "Who said i was thinking about anything?" Laura asked. "Because it's been your turn for the past 5 minnets and you haven't even moved a piece." Damon said motioning to the cheese board. "Oh. I was thinking about our parents. You know, if they'll get married or..." Laura had never been good at keeping secrets...at least not from Damon. "Liar." Damon said off handedly. "I am not!" Laura lied. "Please, every time you lie you bit your bottom lip." "Stop looking at my lips!" Laura covered her mouth. "What is your childhood trauma?"Damon asked. "In case you forgot we kissed and it was the most uncomfortable thing I've ever done!" Laura slammed her hands on the table. "You bit your bottom lip again." Damon pointed. "Just shut up!" Laura huffed getting up from the tabble and headed for the door where she was spun around and slammed against the wall with her hands above her head. "Why is the kiss such a big deal izzy? And why do you keep acting like you didn't like it?" Damon asked. "You put your tongue in my mouth Damon, that is a big deal," Laura glared. "Now let go off me." "Is that's what your so worked up about? You think i was just toying with you?" Damon asked. "Well you were weren't you?" Laura glaredas he dropped her arms. Damon smirked and leaned in and whispered. "No." Damon's mouthed hot, wet kisses behind Laura’s ear and down her neck, one hand thrust in the hair at the back of Laura’s head, and Laura let out a groan. Soon Daman's mouth reached the dip in her sweater and his tongue slipped out ever so slightly and traced the top of her breast. "Damon-" was all she got out before Damon's mouth closed over her's again. Damon’s tongue thrust into her mouth and he kissed her so forcefully she knew it would bruise. Damon's hand's traveled up her body and stated to feel her breast threw her sweater and she moved her tongue against his and he graoned into her mouth and she wrapped a leg around his and pressed them closer togather. You should stop! the thinking part of her self said as they rubbed against eachother. But Laura for the first time in her life wasn't listening. It felt good-no good was ice cram this was better, so much better. "What the hell are you doing to my daughter?" Came an angry vioce from the door way and the two de-tangled them selfs and looked into the face of a ver angrt Remus Lupin. Busted was what Laura thought despertly. for any excuss for what they were doing. "I was rounding second base i think," Damon smirked proudly. ~*~ Should give you some thing to write about. And Just so you know 2nd base in my opion is heavy petting ie feeling eachother up with cloths on.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 6, 2006 15:50:12 GMT -6
ah, okay. And it does give me an idea. ~*~*~*~ Remus should've known that Damon, the child between Patty and Sirius, would be a flirt too, but this was pushing it. They were raised together, so they should be at least like siblings. Not lovers. "Get out," he growled to the younger boy. "And don't think I won't be telling your parents about this." Damon, suprisingly, obeyed and ran out of the room. The werewolf turned his stern stare to his child, who was still breathless. "What were you thinking?" he grounded out. "He's practically your brother!" "I didn't start it!" Laura said defensively. "I don't care. You didn't stop." Then Christina walked in the door. She stood frozen, glancing between her lover and daughter. "What's up?" she asked. Laura paled. She knew her mother wouldn't like this and would probably be harsher than her father. "I caught Damon and Laura making out." Laura's mother continued to not move from her spot, rooted to the ground. Her eyes were wide. "I didn't do it! I just... got caught up in the moment." Remus glared at her and glanced back to his mate. He got worried when she didn't say anything or didn't move. The werewolf touched his mate's arm. She jerked out of her thoughts and her beautiful face turned darker with anger as she looked to Laura. The younger girl gulped. ~*~*~*~ "I knew it," said Patty as the "family" sat at the dinner table. Damon and Laura had their heads bowed. Sirius and Patty were just told the news. "It's in his gene pool. However, that does not excuse him." "I love her, Mom," said Damon. The adults gained disgusted looks on their face. "No you don't. She is your sister, not your lover or sex toy." Patty took a breath. "You are grounded, Damon." Laura looked up to her parents, only to cringe at the looks they gave her. "You both are not to touch or kiss the other ever again," continued the black-haired woman. "We will cast a spell to make sure of that." ~*~*~*~ hehe... the punishment is going to be interesting.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 7, 2006 11:23:39 GMT -6
yup. Now time for teen angst.
~*~
"You why would some stupid spell stop us?" Damon asked.
"Don't talk back to your mother." Sirius glared at his son.
"Screw you. You haven't done anything fatherly except make me." Damon crossed his arms. "And what do any of you know about what were feeling? When was the last time any of you felt anything?"
"Damon!" Laura whined.
"No, I wont shut up. you all seem to forget that we aren't related. We were raised togather sure but we aren't blood. And you have no right to say if we are togather or not." Damon glared.
"Your room, now!" Patty pointed to the door.
"No." Damon said.
"As long as you live in my house you will-" Patty started.
"Then I wont live in your house. Gram and Papa offered if I ever got tired of you I could go there." Damon got up from the table and slammed the door to the kitchen causing Patty to jump.
"Damon..." Laura got up from the table but her mother grabbed her arm.
"Stay here." Christina said.
"Even I never talked back like that." Sirius said.
"I thought you said your parents disowned you." Remus said looking at Patty who was just sitting there.
"They did. The b@sterds just spend time with Damon to try and get me to go back under their thumb." Patty said coldly.
"He didn't mean it." Christina said reassuringly.
~*~
Damon got up to his room and kicked his dresser and threw the lamp on to the ground. How dare his mother try and tell him what to do? All we did was kiss and they're making it into this big sin! Not like mom is all that high and mighty!
"Screw this!" Damon grabbed his trunk from under his bed and unlached it and started shoving his cloths and books in it.
~*~
teen angst! Yey!
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 9, 2006 13:09:57 GMT -6
wow... that definitely was angst. ~*~*~*~*~ Laura paced around her room. The punishment wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. She could stand not touching Damon. In fact, she never wanted to be in a romantic relationship with him.
But yet... she worried about her friend. She didn't know if Damon really meant what he had said. She hoped that he didn't mean it. It would kill Aunt Patty if he left. ~*~*~*~ i didn't know what else to write. i am leaving it up to you to write Damon for now.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 12, 2006 9:26:52 GMT -6
I'm sorry I haven't posted! I got distracked with my birthday and classes! ~*~ Damon looked around at his room. He had everything in hisaa trunk so the room looked oddly empty. It felt so numb in his stomach seeing his room like this. He wasn't sure why he was leaving, not really. His mother had never scolded him like that before. To think about it his mother had never really beeen angry with him before. She'd only been slightly displeased when he'd gotten kicked out of school twice, she'd only been shocked when he'd told her he was bi, and she had only rolled his eyes when he did things he was told not too. One little kiss and some grouping had turned his mother against him. He punched the wall hard with his fist.
"D?" came a tenative vioce from his door way. He looked over and saw his mother standing there looking alittle unsure.
"What?" Damon asked.
"Are you really going?" Patty asked.
"Why shouldn't I?" Damon glared.
"Because your grandparents are the devil." Patty said.
"Its better then being told what to do." Damon crossed his arms.
"D, I love you but you have to understand you can't do that with Laura. If you two do love eachother its not my bussiness but do you really love her?" Patty said.
"Of course i do."
"Are you sure? you're only 16."
"I know what love is." Damon said. "I feel it everyday."
"does she love you?" Patty asked.
"What?"
"Please be sure about this. I don't think I could live with out you being here." Patty walked into her son's room. "Please."
"Mum..."
"If you want to go to their house I can't stop you. If you want to be with Laura I can't stop you either but please just be sure." Patty hugged her son tightly.
"...You want me to ask Laura if she feels the same?"
"Thats all." Patty said.
"Fine." Damon wiggled out of his mother's grip and walked out of the room. If he'd looked back he would have seen his mother fall on to his bed crying.
~*~
You get to do the confrantation.
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Post by Mistress Wisewings on Sept 14, 2006 16:41:01 GMT -6
oh what fun. Even more crying coming up on a silver platter. Know what i found out? Stay Alive comes to DVD the day after my birthday. hehe ~*~*~* Damon stopped outside of Laura's bedroom door, trying to clear his thoughts. But as soon as he knocked on the door and Laura opened it, those calming techiques vanished.
"Do you love me?" he asked harshly. The girl blinked.
"What did you say?" she asked slowly, not sure she had heard right.
"Do you love me, Laura Michaels... Lupin, whatever."
Laura let out a breath and ran a hand through her hair. She didn't want to hurt her "brother" this way, but...
"I do love you. As a brother," she replied. "You initiated all of those kisses, Damon. What I felt..."
Damon looked angry. "What did you feel?"
Laura looked down at her feet. "I was feeling desire, not love. Desire and lust does not mean that I love you that way."
She winced as the boy slammed his fist into the wall to the left of her door. Damon stomped away, angry tears rolling down his cheeks. ~*~*~*~ there we go.
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Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 15, 2006 15:38:50 GMT -6
Awsome. ~*~ Patty sat on her son's bed trying to calm her self. It wasn't like she was really lossing her son. It wasn't that she hoped Laura wanted to rip his heart out of his chest but she hoped it would be harsh enough to want to stay home. When the door to his room opened Patty leapt to her feet.
"How'd it go?"Patty asked.
"Move." Damon said as he moved past his mother and grabbed his trunk.
"You'r still leaving?" Patty asked knowing her vioce was shaking slightly.
"Does it matter? You were right." Damon dragged his trunk behind him as he left his room.
"You think I'm happy about this?" Patty asked as she ran after her son.
"Of course your happy about it." Damon said as he stopped infront of the front door.
"I'm not." Patty said looking at her son. She'd never seen him like that, he looked like he'd just killed a Bufflo. He glanced at his mother and shrugged his shoulders.
"Doesn't matter." Damonb said.
"Please don't do this Damon." Patty said.
"I'll send for my allowance." Damon said opening the front door and leaving threw it.
"Damon..." Patty felt her knees give way as she fell to the ground in front of the door. She felt as if part of her had died and she started to weep uncontrolably.
"Did I just hear the door close?" Sirius looked out of the living room and saw Patty.
~*~
Ellana Keeler put another pot on the stove. There wads clothing like a nice home cooked meal to calm the nerves, she had always said. She had never let a house elf do her cooking simply because she didn't trust them, never had. House Elfs were the tools of lazy women who spent must of their time getting fat.
"Darling?" Came the sound of her husband's gruff vioce.
"Yes dear?" Ellana asked.
"What smells so wonderful?" He asked from the other room, she knew what he was really asking What have i done now?.
"Basil puree, it'll be lovly with the osso buco." She smiled and answered him everything
"Aw." Her husband probbly nodded and went back to go work on boat number 6.
"Very lovly." She ssaid. Ellana remembered the last time she had mixed these two togather last, the last time her daughter had been home.
"I'm saying, do you always have to serve cuisine? Can't we just have food? Patrica had asked rolling her eyes at her mother.
"Are you doing drugs?" Ellan had demanded.
"What?" Quintian looked up from his meal to look at his wife and daughter.
"Change in behavior is one of the warning signs and you have been fresh as paint over the last six months. That would explain why you have such short hair."Ellana glared.
"That would be just what you wanted wouldn't it? So you could play the poor mother figure with the misguided teen." Patricia glared back.
"Patricia," Quintain said warningly. "don't speak to your mother that way."
"Well can there be anyother explanation for the odd food choices you want?" Ellana said.
"How about I'm with child?" Patricia glared.
Ellana shook her head saddly, if only her husband had listened to her and taken patricia to that nice french school....
A charm went of to notify Ellana that there is someone at the front door. As she went to the door and open it she she's her grandson standing on the door step drenched wet from the rain.
"Damon? What are you doing in the cold? Come in, you'll catch your death!" Ellana guided him into the living room where she grabs an old quilt and wrapped it around his shoulders. Her eyes glance at the trunk he has dragged into the house but does not show that she's noticed.
"hi Gram." Damon said. Ellana recognized this face as one of her husband's stoic looks. Then the mask crumbles and he startes to cry uncontrolably.
"Shh..." Ellana pats his head and rocks him back and forth like a child. "You can stay as long as you need."
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