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Post by natasha zarah lupin on Jan 16, 2010 11:39:12 GMT
i'm not messing no i need your blessing
AND YOUR PROMISE TO LIVE FREE PLEASE DO IT FOR ME
--------------------------------------- It was approximately twenty four hours until the next full moon would be looming in the sky and Natasha Zarah Lupin was scared not only for herself but for the child she was carrying. Damien Alexander Malfoy's child. Who she appropriately named nemo for now. Before this moment a new moon had never fussed her so to speak other than the fact she had to leave her friends for numerous days for their own safety not that they always believed this. Tasha didn't like the fact that she could be a killer if she wasn't careful or that she could just hurt someone who crossed her path whether she knows them or not. Damien again was proof of this, when she stratched him that one night after he followed her. She had no idea who he was until afterwards and how the guilt scorched it was menacing. There was no way she could explain her actions other than the fact that it was in her nature through no choice of her own. Brushing down her robes as she waddled through the kitchen, Tasha had cravings she needed to sieze. Although this aside she was entirely sure if she was actually going to make the change tomorrow afterall during this pregnancy so far she had only changed during the early months ever since she got past four months nothing except an agressive headache had come. But this lupin wasn't planning on taking anything for granted.
Reaching a nearby bench Tasha had to sit down for a moment upon noticing the fact she was crying. You may wonder how you can go about not noticing you're in tears? Well for Tasha this was very easily done considering all she had been doing lately was exactly that. Crying. Wiping her eyes she couldn't help but smile slightly when one of the kitchen elves came running to her with a box of tissues. Amused she took one before letting it run off again with a small nod for a thankyou. Drying her eyes with the tissue, her vision began a little blurred. It wasn't until she blinked constantly that she could actually see again. That was when she noticed she was no longer the only witch in the kitchen there were now other figures.
Tag: remus or ted
Words: 379
Notes: i meant to write a post for you guys ages ago
Music: jem
Status: complete
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Post by remus john lupin on Jan 17, 2010 14:53:15 GMT
Wake me up now my love,
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Twenty-four hours wasn't a long time. Not a long time at all. Remus, being Remus, was fretting about it. In twenty-four hour's he'd be danger to all humanity. He cursed softly to himself for not working fast enough to make the potion. He knawed violently upon his own lip as he paced about the school, lost in thought. There had to be something he could do! He cursed softly to himself as he thought through it all carefully. They had to be careful thought's or someone would get hurt.
He could ask Peter and the other's to "smuggle" him through the secret passage into the shrieking shack a few hours early. He would then of course tell them to go. But the problem with that was how stubborn James and Sirius could be. They would want to stay and help him through his pain. But he couldn't have that. Without the potion he was dangerous, oh so very dangerous. He hated himself for it, but knew there was nothing he could do. Staying in the school with so many student's was too risky.
He cursed softly to himself as he walked silently down to the kitchen's, deciding that a nice drink from the house elves would make him feel calmer. It usually worked, apart from on the day of the full moon. However, that was tomorrow not today. So, sighing to himself he walked he walked into the kitchen. He, of course, knew everything about the kitchen's. He was one of the legendary Marauder's, how could he not know everything about the kitchens!
His eyes drfted over the busy elves as he smiled, feeling more relaxed already. However, spotting the crying female concern became evident on his face as he moved over to her, politely declining the offer's of food, drink and snack's the house elve's offered him. "Are you alright...?" he asked her carefully, his eye's taking in her form. He twitched slightly, his wolfish senses able to pick up the scent of pregnancy on her. Even though he'd never come across a pregnant witch before, to his memory, he instinctively knew the scent.
Heck, all he needed to know she was pregnant was his nose, not even his eyes. He decided to log the scent and the useful fact about himself into his memory for later, it would probably become very useful in the future. Uhh... his future. "I'm Remus Lupin, by the way." he told her softly as he sat next to her, accepting the drink a determined house elf was offering him. The scent of the girl was making him feel oddly protective over her.
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Post by natasha zarah lupin on Jan 22, 2010 13:04:03 GMT
i'm not messing no i need your blessing
AND YOUR PROMISE TO LIVE FREE PLEASE DO IT FOR ME
--------------------------------------- The time twenty-four hours kept ringing over and over in Natasha's mind and she couldn't shake it. Believe her when she says she tried. She was both fearful and physically tired from every day that came and past her, over the last few months. Natasha couldn't describe the last months in words other than saying it had been stressful and thats saying the very least. Of course she knows some of this whole broken disaster is her own fault, her own stupid mistake by getting pregnant in the first place. But she wanted it so much at the time the thought of using protection never crossed hers nor Damiens mind. And in that moment this life, the little life of Nemo was created. It wasn't it fault and Natasha would never be able to bring herself to give it up although the thought has crossed her mind when dealing with Damien's arrogance. Despite all this however Natasha knew she had friends on her side, people who said they would help even when its not there problems. That show real friendship don't you think? If only, yes if only Damien could be that bold to take up his responsibility in this defenceless little child's life.
"Are you alright...?" was the voice that startled Natasha the most after realising she wasn't alone in the kitchen. Well human wise at least, there was always house elves down here doing they busy-body business. At first Natasha didn't exactly pick up on who was infront of her and simply forced a smile. "I will be in a moment or two."
[/color] She commented letting the last few tears roll down her cheek making there cloudy trails on her not so clean cheek. Biting down on her lip slightly she avoided the sobs that usually followed the actual tears. Her damp eyes then widened when the guy introduced himself that was why he was so familiar in a sense. Because he was familiar he's family. As he sat beside her Natasha found herself inclined to move the slightest bit closer to him. "I'm erm Natasha Lupin..."[/color] She began stuttering a little on her own surname before continuing "... but everyone calls me Tasha."[/color] Her glance then averted for a moment to wait for the appropirate response whatever that may be in this case. Tag: remus or ted Words: 388 Notes: tada Music: jem Status: complete[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by remus john lupin on Feb 13, 2010 11:05:52 GMT
Wake me up now my love,
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Instinctively Remus breathed in her scent, one he'd now long into his mind. He quite liked the smell, or at least his instincts did. Personally, Remus would rather he was alone here, but of course the wolf side of him wouldn't let her get away - wouldn't let himself get away. Besides, as well as wanting to be alone he felt the need to be near her and 'protect' her. At least until someone else came to do that instead.
Like, for example, the scent of the man that was still upon her even now. He guessed it was her lover. Hearing her comment he relaxed slightly as he sat, though couldn't help but watch her intently as she leant towards him slightly. Remus, though he wasn't exactly a saint, disliked it when he gave in to certain instincts. However, those instincts weren't there right now. Instead, it was just that need to protect her.
It felt, well weird. He shifted slightly as he sat there before tensing and looking at her when he heard her name. Ah, another Lupin. He'd already met Teddy about a week prior to this. "Lupin...? Ah... so... who are you to me then Tasha...?" he asked unsurely, a look of shock on his face and slight confusion laced into his voice. This was rather awkward. Again he'd stumbled across family by chance.
Why always when he was either trying to escape or find answers though? It was getting quite annoying. Though, finding members of his family was very distracting so he was greatful for it. Even if he still couldn't managed to get his head around the fact that someone wants to be with him in the future and actually has a child or children with him. It kind of scared him deep down, to know that someone would have to know what he was.
Because I feel like a puppet on strings ! [/blockquote] |
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