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Post by shona3 on Oct 18, 2010 22:24:22 GMT
 
Her heart was beating fast as she made her way through the castle. Night had fallen, the stars were out lighting up the sky, inside the castle was lit up with torches that were suspended in the halls. There were prefects patrolling the halls and the ghosts were assisting them. Avoiding detection was hard, but it was possible. It was important to take side passages and avoid the main routes. They tended to patrol there more so. Sophia knew this from experience, she had snuck around before, and only been caught a few times. Tonight, would not be one of those nights. She had somewhere she wanted to be.
Running a slim hand through her dark hair Sophia quickly turned a corner; she glanced around ensuring that a prefect hadn’t seen her. She saw a little fifth year prefect glance her way, but Sophia gave her quickly a glare combined with a raised eyebrow, a combination that Roxanne had learned was quite intimidating to those who didn’t know scuttled her. As the fifth year scuttled off, Sophia smirked. As she grew older her Hufflepuff side seemed to diminish and her Slytherin side seemed to grow. Sophia quickly continued on her way, if one fifth year was patrolling, the chance was another fifth year was as well, and they were easy enough to intimidate. Usually Sophia was quite pleasant, she was usually kind and easy enough to get along with, but tonight, she didn’t want to be that way. She wanted to get her way. And when she wanted her way, she’d do anything to get it. It was the way she was brought up. It was who she was. Some may call her manipulative, but what mattered was that she got what she wanted, she always had, and if she had her way, she always would.
As the Pucey female made her way through the castle and up multiple flights of stairs, she found her mind beginning to wander. She tried to keep her mind busy; it was only when she was alone that her mind dwelled on the past. It was only then that she remembered what she had caused. It was then that she was reminded of the pain she caused. She had taken the oldest son of a family; she had taken someone’s brother, someone’s friend and maybe even someone’s love. It wasn’t fair to them, it wasn’t fair to him. She should have gotten there on time, if she had, he wouldn’t be dead. He’d still be alive and she’d still have her friend. She’d still have someone to write to and talk to. But it was in the past now. There was nothing she could do to bring him back. If there was, she would do it.
As she reached the Astronomy Tower, Sophia opened the door and looked around the empty room. It was one of Sophia’s favorite places in the castle. It was where she came to think and find peace. It was also a great meeting place. Biting her bottom lip Sophia made her way to the large windows. Leaning forward on the window ledge, Sophia glanced around the grounds. She enjoyed looking at them; it was probably one of the few things she would miss when she left the school. There weren’t many places she knew off where she would be able to see the great lake at night or the still grounds only interrupted by the few gutsy students who dared to sneak out.
It seemed that hardly anyone was sneaking around tonight, the ground stood still and the floor was quiet. Sophia hadn’t told anyone where she was going, yet she knew that those who knew her well would easily know where to find her. If she wasn’t in her common room at night, she was either in the Astronomy Tower or in the kitchens. Those were the sports she visited frequently, although most didn’t know that, for she had a persona of innocence. One that fooled most into thinking she was simply naïve and innocent. She was in some aspects, but in others she was not. She knew how to get what she wanted, she knew how to wrap people around her finger, she was manipulative. She did, however, have some goodness in her too.
WORDS 717
TAGGED Scorpy
NOTESsuckiness
OUTFIT click!
LYRICS teenage dreams, katy perry!
CREDIT KENNATRONIC @ caution 2.0
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Post by scorpius hyperion malfoy on Oct 22, 2010 22:17:36 GMT
 '' take your past and burn it up and let
'' it go , c a r r y on i'm s t r o n g e r than you'll ever know [/color][/font][/color] [/center]
Scorpius Malfoy was exactly what people pictured him to be. He could be kind when he wanted to, but those moments were rare. Otherwise, he was the selfish jerk who people seemed to dislike. It really and truly didn’t make sense to him; Scorpius thought he was wonderful. However, he knew why some girls hated him; he didn’t deny the fact that he was manipulative person towards them.
He was aware that when classified as an asshole, it would result to some females showing hatred towards him. A majority of the time it had to do with their past encounter with Scorpius. They had thought he was being honest when he told them that he loved them and that they were the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes on. Obviously after he had sex with them a couple of times he had ended it, and those girls held a terrible grudge towards him. But it was their own fault; people were constantly advising them to stay away from him because he had never been serious about relationships. But they were too dense to follow advice and allowed for Scorpius to have his fun. Of course, Scorpius had no objection to this. But he continued to tell himself that he was not to blame for these girls holding grudges towards him - none of them were truly able to catch his interest. None actually gave him something to fight for, so who could blame him for growing bored?
Besides, there was only one girl who was capable of keeping his interest focused on them. She was his umbrella on a rainy day, his punch bag when he got angry. And most importantly, his toy when he wanted to play – Sophia Pucey was the only girl who was able to keep him entertained and not lose the attraction towards him. Atop of being beautiful, she was probably the person who knew most about Scorpius, which was why he kept her around. His friends knew much about him, but they only saw the collected side of the young Slytherin. Sophia was there when he was angry, and was always ready to take the blame; whether he decided to yell at her, or sometimes even strike her, she was the only girl who would put up with his crap. When he got lonely in the middle of the night, she would always find a way to sneak out of her room and into his bed. He didn’t love her – the cold boy didn’t know even what love was - but he told her he did. And she seemed to be fairly convinced.
Lying on his bed with only a pair of shorts and the usual cross on his neck, Scorpius claimed that he didn’t wear a shirt because his room was extremely hot. However, that was lie – he lay shirtless due to conceit. Even when people weren’t around to witness, he loved to flaunt himself. And the chain on his neck was a representation of Christianity, but Scorpius was hardly a Christian; he prayed occasionally, but the number of blasphemy’s he had committed were uncountable. Letting his eyes close, the young Malfoy made another attempt to fall asleep, but nothing seemed to work. It was simple – he needed Sophia. He ended most of his nights with her, and that was how he fell asleep. He couldn’t sleep now, horny and restless, so he got out of bed and exited the common room to go and find Sophia.
Wandering the castle, Scorius had been given the Hufflepuff common room password and when he had searched her room, he was surprised to see she wasn’t there. Sighing, he continued to saunter and push himself to the Astronomy tower. That was where she usually was, and after climbing the staircase to the tower, he realized he was correct. For Sophia stood across the window ledge, staring at the night view that the tower offered. He raised an eyebrow – perhaps something was wrong? As strange as it sounded, he disliked seeing her upset; Sophia was the cause for his happiness, and if she was troubled, there would be no hope for him. It was rare that Scorpius ever showed affection like this, unless he was asking to fuck, and when he did, they would usually be completely alone in a room, blocked out from anyone else. Of course, even now the Slytherin would soon be expecting sex, but that would clearly have to wait considering they were far from one of their rooms. Screwing in the astronomy tower wasn’t an appealing idea – not when your other option was a bed. Quietly pacing over to her, he wrapped his arms around her waist. Letting his hands slip underneath her shirt, he rested them on her abdomen and brought his lips to her neck.
“What are you thinking about?” He questioned as he kissed the skin on her neck softly.
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word count: 820!
notes: sorry it took so long love :$
outfit: click!!
lyrics: ...to be loved - papa roach !
credit:NOTHING_PERSONAL @ CAUTION !
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Post by shona3 on Oct 23, 2010 17:27:03 GMT
Sophia jumped slightly as she felt someone touching her. Momentarily she wondered if it was a professor that had caught her, when she realized the hands were around the waist, she felt herself relax. A professor would not touch her like that, it simply wouldn’t be appropriate and well she could raise hell if one did. If she didn’t: her brother or father would. She had always been the baby of the family, and she always would be. They wouldn’t stand by and let people abuse her knowingly. Considering her brother had only graduated the previous year, it was a miracle he had never found out about her and Scorpius. He knew she loved him, and he knew they dated occasionally, but by some odd miracle, he never learned about the ways Scorpius dealt with his anger. If he had, Sophia knew her days at Hogwarts would have been numbered, her bather would not have taken on the Malfoys, but he would have transferred her to Bauxbattons. There would have been no reasoning with him, not bargaining or talking, it would have simply been packing her bags and floo powder. Although her father was passive most days, he wasn’t too passive when it came to her and males.
From the position of the hands, Sophia knew it was Scorpius, he was the only one who held her in that way. She felt his warm hands sneak under the thin fabric of her shirt and rest on her lower stomach. She felt as though his hands were burning her skin, they quite warm, in contrast to the cold air that was hitting her skin. Sophia realized earlier that it may have been smarter to bring a sweater with her, but going back down and coming back up all in once night would be too great of a risk. A risk Sophia didn’t want to take. With his arms around her slim frame, Sophia felt a bit or warmth return to her skin. She leaned into him lightly, feeling his lips on her neck, kissing her skin softly. She felt a sense of fear, a sense of excitement, a sense of security and a sense of belonging in his arms. These emotions were constantly present when she was with him. She always felt a small tinge of fear, in case he was angry, there were days where he simply took his anger out by yelling, but other days he turned to physical strength to take it out, it sometimes resulted in a bruise or two, but he never meant to hurt her, and when he did, it was because she deserved it, because she had angered him.
Although, many of the students in the school weren’t too fond of Scorpius, Sophia knew he was a good guy. Her friends told her multiple times to stay away from him, to leave him. They told her she could do better. None of them understood why she was with him. He loved her. Yes, he did tell many other girls he loved them, but he didn’t mean it, he never went back to her. He always went back to her. She was the one who got to wake up beside him most mornings. Sure he dated other girls, but she was his favorite. She was the one he really loved, she was the one know had seen him at his best, she was the one who had seen him at his worst, she knew him better than anyone else did. She was the only one who knew him. She was the only one with whom he showed his emotions, he showed his softer side, his caring one. The side he was showing now.
Hearing his voice, so close to her ears, a small smile appeared her lips. She placed her hand above his as his warm breath tickled the skin on her neck. “Just the future” she lied convincingly. She hadn’t told anyone about Brenan, and she wasn’t going to do so now. She didn’t want people to hate her. She wouldn’t be able to stand it, if people began to look at her with contempt or named her a murder. She didn’t want to be one. She had seen what had happened to those that had come out and admit what they had done during their madness; she had seen what had happened to those who concocted the virus. She didn’t want to be treated like they were. She didn’t want to be a murder; she wanted life to be normal. She wanted to get away from the castle walls that were imprisoning her; she wanted to get away from it all. She wanted her life after school to start, she wanted to move away, and start a fresh. She wanted Scorpius to come with her, but she knew she being wishful, her parents would never understand why she was leaving.
WORDS 817
TAGGED Scorpy
NOTES
OUTFIT click!
LYRICS teenage dreams, katy perry!
CREDIT KENNATRONIC @ caution 2.0
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Post by scorpius hyperion malfoy on Nov 20, 2010 7:09:19 GMT
'' take your past and burn it up and let
'' it go , c a r r y on i'm s t r o n g e r than you'll ever know [/color][/font][/color] [/center]
The topic of conversation between Scorpius and Sophia usually revolved around him; what horrible thing had Scorpius’ father done? What minor injury had Scorpius gotten from quidditch? What days did his homework pile up because he had to find his way out of Hogwarts to attend meetings between his family and previous death eaters? Somehow, they always seemed to be talking about him. Scorpius was so consumed with himself, that he barely took the time to notice the cracks in Sophia’s life. He didn’t have a clue as to what was going on in her life, and he barely ever asked. He never felt it necessary to considering she wasn’t really one to share problems – Scorpius would probably accuse her of being selfish for directing the topic of conversation over to her. So she never really showed any signs of pain or hurting, and thus, Scorpius never had the need to question her. But she was different tonight, like an ocean; her thoughts seemed to be running deep and wildly, like unsettled waves. He had never been put in this position, but he had seen situations like this in the muggle soap operas his mother favored. The girl, who was obviously having a difficult time with something, would be wrapped in her boyfriend’s arms and as she cried streams of tears and confessed her problems and her tender boyfriend would lovingly comfort her. But there was just one problem – Scorpius was the opposite of loving.
Still, he managed to make an attempt. Of course, his actions and words were nothing that wasn’t expected of the young Malfoy and he was probably the only one who would have been able to detect the amount of effort being put into his next comment. With his arms still wrapped securely around her stomach, he kissed the top of her head as she spoke those two words. He raised an eyebrow, clearly not catching onto the fact that she was lying. Well, it wasn’t surprising; he didn’t know Sophia the way a man who loved her properly would. The only simple thing he could detect was that something wasn’t right, but even with that he wasn’t sure. “I’ll be there with you, so what more could you want?”
[/color] He stated, not even realizing the slight amount of arrogance in his tone. He truly considered himself a gem seeing as he assumed that her life could only be perfect because he, being flawless, was in it. And atop of that, their future wasn’t guaranteed. It had been doomed from the start. ‘Scorpius’ and ‘relationships’ were two words that clashed together roughly, and the odds of him staying faithful were about as great as a single grain of sand. Not to mention, he was both physically and emotionally abusive towards Sophia in particular; he didn’t act that way with other girls, he simply was an ass towards her because he had realized he could be. He could take as much advantage of her as he wanted, despite her sometimes cunning attitude that many overlooked. It didn’t come as a shocker that many stared at her questioningly for wanting to be with him when she could do so much better. When line ups of guys were waiting for her to rid herself of Scorpius, she still decided to stay with him. There was no doubt he didn’t deserve her, but due to his supercilious upbringing, he believed the opposite. But deep down he knew he’d be nothing without her because no girl would put up with how screwed up he was. Even though Sophia was the only girl he had and would ever abuse, he was still messed up; it came with being a Malfoy. So standing there, his arms still wrapped around her, Scorpius continued to stand there oblivious to the truth: that Sophia was hurting over a negatively life changing situation. The only thing that he unexpectedly noticed was that she had goose bumps across her arms, which lead him into realization that she had no sweater. Removing his hands from her abdomen, he pulled at his wand and within a few seconds of him muttering “accio”, one of his sweaters appeared in his hands. He handed it to her, a smile as caring as it got for him creeping onto his lips slowly; it was the least he could do considering he had never done anything nice for her before. But even his kind moments couldn't last long, and a smug remark would be spoken to ruin it. "If your cold, I can think of a few things that can warm you up." His tone of voice was mischievous and suggestive as he smirked haughtily. Wrapping his arms around her once again, except this time facing her instead of from behind, he let his hands rest on her ass as he continued his previous comment before he had suggested sex. “So why would you even have to worry about your future?”[/color] He raised an eyebrow, lightly squeezing her ass playfully as he questioned her. He did care about what was happening in her life, but he wasn't capable of being serious and he tended to put his wants and desires over those he apparently cared for. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/justify]
tagged: Sophia (:
word count: 870!
notes: it’s finally done (: and i changed it a bit from when i first replied
outfit: click!!
lyrics: ...to be loved - papa roach !
credit:NOTHING_PERSONAL @ CAUTION !
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