|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 16:38:53 GMT
Looking down at her, he was a little taken back by her sudden seriousness, but he quickly relaxed. Wrapping his arms around her, he soon pushed her away so gently. Allowing his fingers to find a place under her chin, he tilted her head up so she would look into his eyes, "Pansy, I love you" He prounced every word with honesty, heart and meaning, "I love you" He repeated, making sure she heard it, feeling that she was worried.
"You've changed me, given me a whole new meaning to my life that I hadn't known I needed..." Pulling her close again, he pressed his cheek to the top of her head, "Trust me when I say leaving this cottage is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do."
So this is what it felt like? Love. True love. It was an amazing feeling, and he didn't want to leave her. He couldn't leave her. Which was making the fact of him having to leave all the more difficult.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 16:45:17 GMT
*she held him tight wishing he didn't have to go, but she knew he would have to eventually. she wanted to tell him how scared she was, how worried she was, not just about him leaving but about other things*
I wish you didn't have to leave. I wish we could stay like this forever.
*she began to shiver as a tear rolled down her cheek*
|
|
|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 16:51:10 GMT
Running his fingers through her hair, he was caught off guard by the wetness he felt against his cheek.
Pulling away so slightly, he saw the tear that stained her lovely cheek. Cupping her face in his hands, he let his thumb wash away her tear, "Pansy, what's wrong?" Sensing something behind her words. Sensing something more. And wanting to make it right.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 16:55:52 GMT
*she looked into his eyes, trying so hard not to cry*
I'm just worried, George. About a lot of things.
*she managed to smile at him*
Then you came into my life and I feel so safe with you. I feel things I've never felt before, not with anyone, not even...well you know.
*she glanced down*
I'm sorry, I'm just rambling on.
|
|
|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 17:05:22 GMT
Shaking his head once, his eyes filled with concern and love, "I'm scared too Pansy" He admitted, "Believe me I am. I've never felt this way with a woman ever. You're my first Pansy. And you're going to be my last. I'm not going to leave you ok?" His words were slow and evident. Needing her to know he wasn't like that damn old ferret boy. He wasn't malfoy, he was George. He was different. Suredly she knew that.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 17:09:32 GMT
*she smiled up at him, finally feeling reassured*
Thank you.
*she hugged him tightly again, burying her head in his shoulder. she knew that this was different, that he was different. and she loved him more than anything, she was willing to risk anything for him*
|
|
|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 17:11:39 GMT
Holding her, he pressed his cheek to the top of her head, and muttered, "Any time." Never wanting to let her go. He loved this woman so much. It was driving him crazy. But he loved the thought of it all.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 17:18:57 GMT
*she turned her head toward his neck and kissed him ever so softly*
Do you really have to go?
*she ran a hand down the side of his face, kissing his neck again*
|
|
|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 17:21:04 GMT
Closing his eyes, he loved that feeling. When she kissed his neck.
"I-I probably should..." He whispered, just enjoying her touch, he kept his eyes closed. Because if he opened them it would all dissappear, either that or he'd have to leave.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 17:23:19 GMT
*she kissed his neck again, knowing that it was making it hard for him to go*
If you really must...
*she pulled back and looked at him smiling*
Will you come back?
|
|
|
Post by Augustus Rookwood on Jul 3, 2007 17:23:38 GMT
*Augustus had recieved the note from Pansy and thus he was very relieved and overwhelmed * *He rushed towards her, having found George leaving the cottage*
Hey, Pansy, can I have the strand now?
|
|
|
Post by george on Jul 3, 2007 17:30:47 GMT
Looking down at her he smiled, "You're making this difficult" That kiss, her touch.
But leaning down he gently pressed his lips to hers, "I don't think I can stay away for too long." Promising her he'd be back tonight.
And with that he buttoned up his shirt, and made his way from the cottage, barely missing Augustus and his rush.
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 17:34:08 GMT
*she kissed him back then smiled hoping he wouldn't stay away too long. she watched him leave as he almost ran into Augustus* *she stood up and put on her robe over her little nightgown she had been wearing*
Augustus, I don't have it here. I have to retrieve it. If I can't find you when I come back with it then I'll leave it in your room.
*she turned to walk into her bathroom to take a shower then turned back around*
What is so important about this strand?
|
|
|
Post by Augustus Rookwood on Jul 3, 2007 17:34:55 GMT
*Augustus waited for Pansy to hand him over the strand, he was getting restless but it was not reflected upon his face, which was calm and composed!*
|
|
|
Post by anastasia on Jul 3, 2007 17:36:38 GMT
*she moved closer to him and asked him again, holding her robe closed with her right hand, her ring shining in the sunlight from the window*
Augustus, why is this strand so important?
|
|