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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 17, 2008 17:32:52 GMT
*small smile as he looks back at her*
Yes, but you know how much I like danger....
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 17, 2008 17:57:06 GMT
*smirks*
Yes...I do...
*leans in even closer, brushing her lips against his as whispers*
But I'm not pressing my luck.
*going against her better judgement she suddenly wraps her arms around his neck and turns, apparating them both to her office in the back of the shop*
*as soon as their feet touch the ground she presses her lips to his hungrily, whispering in between hot kisses*
Why....do you keep...doing this?....I've told you....this....has to....stop....
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 18, 2008 15:49:44 GMT
*is a bit shocked at her being so full on, but can't deny himself getting caught up in the moment along with her*
You know why! I love you....
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 18, 2008 16:20:24 GMT
*slowly and reluctantly pulls away, a frown on her flushed face*
I know. And I don't understand why you still do. You deserve more than what I can give you. Which is no more than this.
*motions to the room around them and sighs*
Random secret encounters.
*takes his hand and looks down at it, playing with the ring on his finger - the one she gave him a long time ago while they were at Hogwarts*
I admit I love seeing you...but it only makes things that much harder and complicated. I mean, how long has this been going on now? A year?
*looks up at him through glassy eyes*
And you still pursue me. Anyone else would have given up by now, you know.
*bites her lip nervoulsly, still holding his hand*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 19, 2008 18:54:32 GMT
*sighs and looks around the room*
Yeah, I know. I must be mad.
Just, I haven't heard from you for ages, I kept thinking about you and wondering if you were OK.
*looks back at her*
Malfoy treating you alright?
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 19, 2008 20:35:45 GMT
*nods*
Yeah...
*let's go of his hand and turns around, going over to the brandy decanter and pouring out two glasses*
Though he threw a tantrum the other day over wanting to read my diary.
*shrugs and returns to his side, handing him one of the glasses*
He's suspicious about it. He thinks I'm hiding things from him.
*takes a small drink and sits down on the couch with crossed legs*
Needless to say that I've replaced it and am done writing anything too personal on it. I'm sure he'll find a way to get into it somehow.
*rolls her eyes at the thought then motions for him to sit next to her*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 19, 2008 20:47:27 GMT
*smile creeps across his face*
Did you write about me in your diary then?
*takes the brandy and sits down*
He's always been suspicious.
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 19, 2008 20:55:14 GMT
*smiles, a tinge of pink spreading over her cheeks*
Perhaps...
*takes another drink, her eyes on her foot as it lightly touches the cuff of his trousers*
Actually yes. Quite a lot to be honest. So had to...dispose of it before he could manage to get into it.
*turns back to his beautiful blue eyes*
Didn't think I'd have anything else to write about you since I thought we'd decided to not see each other anymore.
*looks at him as if he's been a naughty boy*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 20, 2008 20:56:18 GMT
*raises eyebrows*
Did I agree to that? To not see you again? Wow.
So.... What did you write about me then? That was risky, what if he ever did read it?
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 21, 2008 16:55:05 GMT
*whispers as brings the glass to her lips, her expression a bit embarassed*
Everything.
*drinks quickly*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 22, 2008 20:43:17 GMT
*chuckles*
Don't blame you for getting rid of it then! Wish I could have read it though...
*leans back on the couch and sighs, staring at her*
Do you want to go back to mine or something?
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 23, 2008 13:27:41 GMT
*thinks to herself "I would love to!"*
No! Erm...No, I can't. I have a lot of...work to do.
*peels her eyes off his and stands up to refill her glass with shaky hands, all the time telling herself "Don't do it Silvery. But I want to. No! Don't let him do that thing where he renders you powerless! Ugh! How does he do that?*
*abruptly turns around and narrows her eyes at him, her head leaning to the side and finger pointed at him*
Have you put me under some kind of spell Mr. Bletchley? Why can't I turn you down when I know I should! I'm a very smart and stubborn woman. How can you have this power over me?
*stares down at him accusingly though she realises she probably sounds like she's crazy*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 25, 2008 18:41:21 GMT
*grins cheekily*
So that's a yes then?
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Post by Silvery Bletchley on Oct 25, 2008 19:07:59 GMT
Did I say that? I don't think I said that.
*crosses arms and strums her fingers*
And you did not answer my question.
*fights hard not to smile at the cheeky look on his face*
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Oct 26, 2008 16:24:42 GMT
*shrugs, still smiling*
It sounded like you already knew the answer....
*gets off the couch and starts walking towards her but sees something in the corner of his eye, a shadow passing by the small window and realises someone is walking round the back of the shop*
*quickly disapparates*
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