Post by nona on Jun 25, 2011 13:11:10 GMT -5
NONA MARIE HELMS
[/font]IS GONNA BE TOTALLY AWESOME ![/color][/font]
8 O'clock Monday night and I'm waitin'
To finally talk to a girl a little cooler than me
Her name is Nona she's a rocker with a nose ring...
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
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AGE/DOB: 17. SEPTEMBER 4, 1959
YEAR: 6TH YEAR, SINCE SHE FALLS UNDER THE B-DAY RULE =[
HOUSE: SLYTHERIN...UNFORTUNATELY
AFFILIATION: ORDER
SEXUALITY: HETEROSEXUAL[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE UGLIEST
GIRL IN SCHOOL? HMM... OH, BUCKBEAK, FOR SURE[/color][/font]
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EYE DETAILS: Nona's eyes often change color. They can range from a pale, grayish-green hue to pure silver. It all depends on her mood.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: She stands at about 5'6, weighing around 137 pounds. She is very lean and fit, almost as strong as any male Quidditch player in her house, and often challenges them to a one-on-one match when they try to say that a "boy is stronger than any girl in all aspects".
FACE: Nona has always had a relatively pretty face, characterized as "tough in a feminine way" by several people. She has a rounded jaw and a very subtle facial structure. If not for her eyes, Nona could pass as a very soft and elegant creature. Thankfully, one look into those eyes alters the innocent image.
STYLE: Kacie's dress style would be considered somewhat strange by the Wizarding community. Instead of wearing cloaks and robes like most witches and wizards her age, she insists on dressing in the Muggle fashion. It's much more comfortable and easier to clean. Her most comfortable of outfits would have to be a pair of simple blue jeans, converse, and a loose fitting t-shirt. On occasion, she wears a part of the school uniform. A white button up blouse, a skirt, and a green and silver tie, along with her house's emblem that always gleams on her chest.
FEELINGS: Nona thinks in a very strange way. She is constantly thinking of ways to hide herself. She thinks that giving the slightest indication as to who she really is is a sign of weakness, and one can never reveal weakness in Slytherin house. She also feels that subtlety is key. As long as the others do not know she is there, she knows everything. She prefers to listen more than she talks; she learns more about people and their plots that way.
PLAYED BY: AMY LEE BA-BY!!! =][/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]MAN, BACK WHEN I HAD A BODY, OOH. I HAD MAD GAME
WITH THE BITCHES. JUST ASK BELLATRIX LESTRANGE![/color][/font]
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-Chocolate
-Boys
-Gryffindors
-Muggleborns
-Dumbledore
-The Order
-Potions
-DADA
-Transfiguration
-Creative Pranks
-Knowledge of the Dark Arts (so that she has a better chance at fighting against them)
-Writing
-Singing
LOATHES:
-Voldemort
-Pureblood Mania
-Most of her housemates
-Being a Slytherin
-People who judge her before they know her
-A world without chocolate
-Divination
-Death Eaters
-Isolation
-Snakes
-Bullies
-Those that mess with her family
BOGGART:
-Losing her brother
-Emptiness/Nothingness
-Forever being numb
DEMENTOR:
-Her father's bloodshot eyes as he threw an empty bottel of Jack Daniels at her.
PATRONUS:
A female wolf. The day her father died. (Sad, but it meant that the physical and mental abuse towards Nona and her family were over)
AMORENTIA:
-Chocolate
-The wilderness
-Autumn
VERITASERUM:
-Nona is a muggleborn in Slytherin, and since the second day of her first year, she has been passing on information to Dumbledore regarding certain student's (and their parents) actions regarding He-Who-Must-Be-Hyphenated.
-She's telekinetic. When someone/something annoys her/makes her angry, she makes objects move, explode, or any combination. She's often used this skill unknowingly when protecting herself and her brother from her father.
STRENGTHS:
-Potions
-DADA
-Transfiguration
-Her natural charm ;]
-Writing
-Singing
WEAKNESSES:
-Naive
-Chocolate
-Boys
-Divination
-Blunt
-Marijuana
-A chance to escape
OVERVIEW:
first word - Blunt
She completely describes the Slytherin persona in this aspect. If someone cares to know her opinion, she will give it to you truthfully, whether it hurts your feelings or not. She believes that honesty and straight-to-the-point answers are the best way to handle a situation. On occasion there are several people that truly appreciate her view on things, while others can see her as rude and uncaring.
second word - Shy
She prefers solitude over anything, as she does not get along well with anyone in her house, and no one outside it tends to assosiate themselves with a Slytherin. However, when one gets to know her and become her friend, they can truthfully say that she is the most talkative person they have ever met.
third word - Traitor
If there was one word that any other Slytherin in her house would call her if they discovered her blood lineage, or her allegience in the war, it would be traitor. She is a faithful Order member, and relies any information that can help the battle to Dumbledore in secret.
fourth word - Misunderstood
Believe me, she is a VERY misunderstood individual. She had never wanted to be sorted into Slytherin. She had only been sorted into it because it was her favorite color, as the Sorting Hat said. She had begged Dumbledore to make her change houses as soon as she realized how horrid it was, but he was unable to do so. Instead, he convinced her to "help the greater good" by being a spy. Others see her in many different lights, no one understanding and knowing the REAL Nona. If everyone just took the time to look, they would see just how misunderstood she really is.
fifth word - Dedicated
She is a very dedicated person. She is loyal to her friends and those that seem to care for her. She is a very studious person, and is commited to the world of Quidditch. It takes a lot to make her give up on something, and on the small occasion that it does, she is determined not to deal with it ever again.[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED ENOUGH MONEY TO
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FATHER: Richard Alfred Helms, 40, Deceased Muggle
SIBLINGS: Matthew Thomas Wyatt Helms, 15, Muggle
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES: N/A
WEALTH STATUS: Lower Middle-Class
BIRTHPLACE: London
CURRENT RESIDENCE: London
OVERVIEW:
She was born on an unnaturally cool day, when summer just begins to embrace the arrival of fall, on September 4, 1959. Unfortunately, it was not to a happy home. Her mother was a struggling book store owner, while her father worked various odd jobs, wasting away his paychecks for the closest bottle of alchohol he could find. Neither her mother or father had ever cared for her, let alone her younger brother, born merely a year after her. He had taken to striking his wife and children while they were at an early age, shouting at regular intervals that they were not worthy of such a fine place, that they were spoiled, ungrateful children. It wasn't until the arrival of an old man in strange clothes that things began to change.
His name was Albus Dumbledore, and he was the kindest looking man she had ever seen. He had given her a letter, and offered to help her get her things together for school. That was the day she discovered she was a witch.
Upon her arrival to Hogwarts, she was the most excited child yet. She was sad to leave her brother behind with her parents, but she was ecstatic at the thought of being away from them for almost an entire year! No more hurtful words, no more daily bruises to hide from the teachers. She had even made friends with another girl and her friend on the train, Lily and Sev. Everything was going to be perfect. That was, until the hat was placed upon her head. "Slytherin!" It cried. The students gathered about a table covered in green awaited her, and she was glad that the house held her favorite colors, though disappointed to find their animal to be a snake. She learned quickly that the house was not as lovely as it seemed, and she had approached Dumbledore in hopes of changing her house. He was unable to grant her wish, however he did offer an alternative: she could help him in the fight against the Dark Lord. She gladly took the chance, not realizing how hard it would be to keep the promise.
The years went by and they went lonesomely. Her brother remained a Muggle, while she grew ever more skilled in the art of magic. She became one of the brightest students of her year, an excellent Quidditch player, and had even discovered her telekinetic gift and mastered it. She was unable to continue her budding friendship with Lily Evans, by prompting of Albus, on account of both of their safety being compromised. She is in her sixth year now, and as far as she's concerned, her weaknesses and her strengths collide as the reality of the outside world begins to form around her. No longer entirely obsessed with boys and school, she dedicates herself to the fight against Voldemort, relying any information she gains for Dumbledore. She only hopes that it doesn't blow up in her face in the end...[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
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AGE: 17
GENDER: FEMALE =]
EXPERIENCE: 4+ YEARS
SECRET WORD: admin edit (:
ANYTHING ELSE?: NADA =]
RP SAMPLE: FROM A DIFFERENT SITE:
Softly, as Sirius whispered, "I could give you the world, if only you wanted it. You have my life and my soul, Kacie. I shall never give it to another girl. In you it shall reside forever, but what you do with it is your choice," Kacie had held her breath. She had wanted nothing more than to hear Sirius utter words such as this and for them to be true. She wanted to live a long and happy life with him, however unrealistic it may have been to wish. As she felt the tears begin to form in her eyes, she blinked them away, a small, teasing smile gracing her features. "You don't mind if I keep it captive, do you? I'm very protective when it comes to the things I love," she whispered, standing on the tips of her toes and pressing her forehead against his. She encircled him in her arms and closed her eyes, a strange sense of contentment she hadn't felt before spreading through her veins. This was where she wanted to be, where she wanted Sirius to be. Sirius gave her another apologetic smile, and kissed the top of her forehead, begging her silently to forgive him with his glistening silver eyes. She smiled at him, grasping his hand in hers tightly to convey that there was no need for such an apology. He chuckled slightly at her comment, something that caused her to frown in confusion. Kacie could feel nothing but regret and remorse for what she had done to Sirius. She hadn't meant to cause him so much pain and worry because of her absense. At the time, she had thought it was best. She had thought that she was protecting Sirius from the Slytherins, as well as herself. She hated that she was able to hurt him, wanted nothing more than to rid the world of all things that made Sirius' heart endure so much agony. He may forgive her now, or in time, but she knew she would never forgive herself. Sighing internally, she scolded herself for being such a masochist. It seemed as though she enjoyed to wallow in her own pain, caused things to happen that would only lead to more painful endings on her part. She was just beginning to realize just how much her selfish decisions effected others. Sirius buried his face in her hair, breathing in her scent as if afraid he would forget it. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, closing her eyes tightly as she breathed in his own scent in response, placing feather-like kisses laced with apology, remorse, and undeniable happiness. She never wanted to let him go, and, if he allowed it, she never would.
Sirius sighed, Kacie giving him a hard stare. Though she loved Sirius, he did have a tendency to infuriate her almost every time they encountered one another. She didn't like it when it happened, but always, afterward, she found it refreshing. Arguing with him was better than not speaking to him at all, she had thought, and she agreed with it whole-heartedly. Plus, there was just something about the light in Sirius' eyes when he was passionate about something. It made him more real and more attractive to her than the first words he had spoken to her that night by the lake. He breathed in softly and muttered, "I'm sorry, Kacie. Listen, I never said you were some kind of slut, nor did I insinuate that you should change. I was merely remarking on your stubbornness, which is somehow . . . breathtaking." Kacie smirked, unbelievably surprised. Her smirk grew into a breathtaking grin, and she laughed, surprising herself. "Sirius Black, apologizing? I never thought I'd see the day," she joked, "And thank you for the compliment. I'd say the same thing about you, but you always happen to steal my lines." Catching her last words, Sirus' silver eyes flashed quite dangerously. "What? What can I be like sometimes?" His lips formed a hard thin line upon his face and he waited rather impatiently for a reply. Kacie's own emeralds glinted with a feiry anger. Hotly, she replied, "Stubborn. Pig-headed. Stubborn. Pompous. Arrogant. Bossy...Did I mention stubborn as a jackass?" Of course, these were the many flaws that she loved about Sirius, but in all honesty, in moments like this, they infuriated her. "Would you prefer for me to leave and never turn back, Kacie?" His words were like ice, his tone a chilling wintry air. She stepped away from him, looking as though she had been slapped. He was giving her an ultimatum? Oh, hell no. Emerald eyes like cold, hard stones, she whispered, her voice monotonous with a hint of anger and hurt she was trying to hide, "If you feel like threatening me with your presense every time something doesn't go your way, than you'd might as well go. If you honestly doubt my feelings enough to make me constantly choose you over solitude, I'd rather deal with the latter. As you clearly don't trust me enough to choose you every time." Unlike other times, where she would have simply looked away from him, she held her ground, staring into his silver eyes almost desperately. She truly was letting him in. If he was so willing to produce ultimatums before her every time they got into an argument, than maybe solitude was better than fighting. She bit her lower lip to stop the tears that wanted to come. For some reason, she felt as if her heart were being stomped on. She was leaving it to Sirius now. Whatever he said next would choose their fate. A snarl ripped through his chest at Kacie mentioning the Slytherins to be worthless. He chuckled darkly before declaring, "Doesn't mean I won't feel the need to SLAUGHTER them!" Kacie simply remained quiet throughout all of this, silently begging him to let it go for now. There were only a few more months until he could begin Auror training, anyway. He didn't need to spend his last months of school expelled, or worse, in Azkaban. "Damn cowards." Before his brother had disappeared, she saw Sirius frown deeply, and she knew he had seen the exchange between the two. He snarled slightly and muttered, "Do you talk to him? You actually have the strength to be in the same area as that--that filth?" Kacie sighed, frowning at Sirius as she muttered, "Why do you think I suggested you talk to Regulus in the first place? I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't think it was important." When Kacie turned into a white wolf, Sirius jumped back, rather alarmed. But then, he fell backwards, chuckling to himself. The white wolf gave an almost human-like grin in reply, glad that he had taken the news well. He stared at her with his silver eyes, gazing into the human-like emeralds of the snowy wolf. He smirked and then said, "I don't believe it, Kacie. To think that you and I could have another thing in common." He shook his head and then changed himself into the big black dog of his animagus form. She jumped in shock, a silent yip escaping her at the animals sudden appearance. Then, playfully, he headed towards Kacie, nuzzling his head on hers and whimpering gently. Though Sirius was taller than her by several inches in his human form, the white wolf was a tad bit larger than the black dog, something she felt slightly smug about. She placed her head on the back of his, pulling him slightly closer as she dipped her chin towards her body. She whimpered quietly, rubbing her head playfully against his. This was simply amazing. She'd had no idea that he was an animagus as well. Though it seemed incredibly cliche, she loved it. She could feel her love being reborn and doubled at this discovery. She pulled away from Sirius, glancing at the expanse of the ground around the lake and whimpered softly, conveying the wish to run with him around it. She looked into the human-like silver eyes of the dog and put on the best begging expression she could in this form.
Smirking at her question, Sirius wiggled his eyebrows, his silver puddles glistening with mischief. She smirked in reply, and she had never felt more like a teenager than she did now. Though she was still a virgin, she could not deny the fact that she would like nothing more right now than to jump Sirius where he stood, though she knew that they both were probably not ready for it. Until then, she would simply be content with snogging him like the moonstruck fool that she was. "I daresay you should realize which one, my dear." He touched her nose with his index finger, smirking wider. Kacie grinned. Frowning, Sirius listened closely to her, his silver eyes hardening with a mixture of anger and coldness. Softly, he hissed, "Why did you think I wanted to become an Auror? To make myself appear to be a cut above the rest? There are other ways of ruining people, Kacie." His voice turned almost vicious, the sound very unlike his own. Kacie simply decided to allow him to cool off, as she knew she had probably gone a bit too far. He looked away from her for a moment, his eyes containing a far-away look she did not think she could reach. "There are many ways to kill someone without risking your life." He turned to her, the expression on his face full of a repressed agony that he only seemed to show to her. There was a sort of twisted emotion in the depths of his eyes, as if he were planning the most wicked sort of plan for all those that sought to hurt he and those that he loved. Her heart broke for him in that moment. She didn't want him to feel so much pain. Though she had no room to talk, he was far too young to experience such agony for himself and those that he loved. He chuckled darkly, but said nothing in reply to her when she mentioned Voldemort. Sirius sighed when she narrowed her eyes and his own slitted with righteous anger. He shrugged at her question, having clearly doubted it. "I make sure to stay informed, despite your blatancy of believing me to be ignorant and rusty in their ways. Your appearance has only strengthened my beliefs and knowledge." "Fine!" She suddenly exclaimed, "Alright, I get it, okay?! Just..." she sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly, feeling like a middle aged woman who had just ran a marathon after going a week without sleep. "Can we just talk about something else? I don't care about them, and I most certainly did not want to talk about them at all tonight. I'm sorry I even brought them up." He snorted disgustedly at her mention of Andromeda again. She didn't care anymore, she just wanted to forget about the Slytherins altogether. He glanced at her, his silver eyes mutinous. "How long did it take them to get over their hopes, Kacie? They knew that she was not going to change and they began to push thoughts of her aside. What do they care about someone that betrayed their kind? Once it was clear that the traitor wasn't going to repent, they wrote them off immediately. They get burnt off the tree." She sighed. "I know," she replied, "I know how you feel about all of them, Sirius. But despite what you believe, there are still good people out there. There are still good people in Slytherin. Most of them aren't living their own lives. They're either pressured or threatened by their families. You know Helena Berkeley? Snape had his doubts a few years ago, though that didn't work out well. Hell, even me. At one point in time, I had actually hated myself for being muggleborn. Are you going to burn me off your tree for that?" She knew that Sirius was too stubborn to see what she had seen over the past seven years, but she had to get her point across. He knew that she wasn't evil, yet she was in Slytherin. His brother, Regulus, wasn't evil, he was simply too scared. She understood. Everyone is faced with that ultimatum at some point or another. "The point is, Sirius, that there is both light and dark in all of us. What matters is the part that we choose to act on."Another dark chuckle escaped through his lips. "And how many times did they listen to you? Don't you think that if you were any sort of threat, they would have just hurt someone disgusting to them without your knowledge of it? Kacie, do you understand what it's like to be raised in such a place of wickedness and cruelty where no one has hearts beneath their rib cages. I sometimes wondered if they were even human." He looked off towards the sky again, his silver eyes clouding with fury. Kacie glared at him. "Of course I knew they wouldn't all listen to me," she said, "But I tried! Some of them listened, some of them didn't. The only thing I had to comfort me at the end of the day was that I heard fewer screams than I would have otherwise. And you speak of monsters! You grew up in a world of magic! Despite your family in this world, at least that's where it was. Magic can both cure and harm many people, Sirius. In my world it was a bottle of Jack that determined who was being punished for no reason in my family. You want to meet someone who wasn't human? Grab a time turner, I'll take you back a couple years to meet my dad." He wasn't the only one that hated his family. Kacie had found far too many people, far too many lifestyles to hate. It was such a taxing emotion. What was the point of hating? That's what caused this entire war. She saw it better to exhaust oneself by loving all day over hating.
He raised an eyebrow at her, a strange sense of calm emanating from his form. He tilted his head to the side and waited for her to finish. He leaned closer to her for a moment and whispered, quite emotionless, "Pray tell me why you think it so disgusting that I would be willing to die for a loved one, Kacie. Are you so blind to think that I would want to care more for my life than others? I have believed since a very young age to protect those around me. I cannot even think about allowing someone else pain or death when I could have stopped it. That is why I do not think in times as risky as those. I act on impulse, doing whatever I can to save someone." Kacie froze. Did he honestly think that she thought he was stupid? She shook her head, replying, "I don't think you disgusting for caring about others, Sirius. I never have, and I never will. You're the most selfless person I've ever met, and I admire you for that. Believe me, you're not the only one whose willing to die for the ones you love. When Dumbledore told me about Thomas..." she trailed off, unsure how to word her thoughts. "I wanted to kill them all. I was filled with so much hate and so much determination...I looked through every book in that library, trying to find some kind of spell, some kind of magic that could bring him back...I'm a very selfish person, Sirius, and I know that you know that. When it comes to the people I love, I'll stop at nothing to keep them safe, because I never want to have to let them go. I still have trouble letting go of Thomas, and I beat myself up every day for not being able to protect him. I don't blame you for being angry about it, but damn it, Sirius, I don't want you to get hurt! I don't want to go to your funeral next. That would kill me!" Tears spilled over, staining her pale cheeks. The spell she had used to cover her bruises was beginning to wear off, and she knew that, soon enough, all of the bruises across her face, across her arms, legs, her entire body, would be visble to him. She no longer cared. She didn't want to hide anything else from him any longer. He eyed her closely when she mentioned caring for his well-being more than he did himself. "There is no greater love than to lay down one's life for a friend." Kacie took a deep, shaky breath. "I know," she replied, her voice breaking. As they kissed, Kacie new that she was his. Nothing could ever change that. She had never met a boy, no, a man, who had made her feel so alive, so loved, so free. He eyed her warily as she gasped, as if worried he had said something wrong. When her hands moved to either side of her face, he gave her a crooked smile and then placed his hands over hers. The burning electricity she was used to when her skin came into contact with Sirius' now felt as if it were being doubled ten-fold. She could feel her heart swelling, as if a balloon was being blown up in her chest so large that she couldn't breathe. He seemed unable to stop himself from smirking at her insults. Laughing happily at her words, they kissed, and he whispered, "I'm glad you feel that way, Kacie, because if you hadn't I would have been thoroughly embarrassed. You are the only girl I never wish to be parted from and when I am, I feel like a part of me is missing. I know that we are both stubborn, cocky, and quite insane, but it is because we are both passionate for our beliefs. What is so wrong with that?" Kacie grinned happily at him, and his declaration. "I know exactly what you mean," she whispered, "I hate it when your gone. Sometimes, I'd just stay up all night and worry, not knowing how you were, what you were doing. Wondering if you thought about me as much as I thought about you. I don't always like it when we fight about things, silly or important, yet when we do, I always see this light in your eyes. And every time I see it, I remember just how much I love you, just how much I love to see that passion, and hope to see it every day. As long as you want me, I'll be here." Smiling wider at her statement, he kissed her face again, pressing his lips to every part he could and then moved his mouth quite close to her ear. The voice that protruded from his full lips was full of velvet, trickling with sweetness and sincerity.
"Be mine . . . forever."
Kacie felt goosebumps rise on her arms, felt her skin come alive and burn intensly at his statement. It said so little, yet it said so much. Her own lips were conveniently close to his ear, and she pressed a gentle kiss in the hollow below it, her voice low and steady, filled with so many emotions that she could only comprehend one: Love. "I'm already yours." And with that, she pressed her lips against his in a fiery kiss that made her heart thrum excitedly and soar higher than it ever had before.
Sirius sighed, Kacie giving him a hard stare. Though she loved Sirius, he did have a tendency to infuriate her almost every time they encountered one another. She didn't like it when it happened, but always, afterward, she found it refreshing. Arguing with him was better than not speaking to him at all, she had thought, and she agreed with it whole-heartedly. Plus, there was just something about the light in Sirius' eyes when he was passionate about something. It made him more real and more attractive to her than the first words he had spoken to her that night by the lake. He breathed in softly and muttered, "I'm sorry, Kacie. Listen, I never said you were some kind of slut, nor did I insinuate that you should change. I was merely remarking on your stubbornness, which is somehow . . . breathtaking." Kacie smirked, unbelievably surprised. Her smirk grew into a breathtaking grin, and she laughed, surprising herself. "Sirius Black, apologizing? I never thought I'd see the day," she joked, "And thank you for the compliment. I'd say the same thing about you, but you always happen to steal my lines." Catching her last words, Sirus' silver eyes flashed quite dangerously. "What? What can I be like sometimes?" His lips formed a hard thin line upon his face and he waited rather impatiently for a reply. Kacie's own emeralds glinted with a feiry anger. Hotly, she replied, "Stubborn. Pig-headed. Stubborn. Pompous. Arrogant. Bossy...Did I mention stubborn as a jackass?" Of course, these were the many flaws that she loved about Sirius, but in all honesty, in moments like this, they infuriated her. "Would you prefer for me to leave and never turn back, Kacie?" His words were like ice, his tone a chilling wintry air. She stepped away from him, looking as though she had been slapped. He was giving her an ultimatum? Oh, hell no. Emerald eyes like cold, hard stones, she whispered, her voice monotonous with a hint of anger and hurt she was trying to hide, "If you feel like threatening me with your presense every time something doesn't go your way, than you'd might as well go. If you honestly doubt my feelings enough to make me constantly choose you over solitude, I'd rather deal with the latter. As you clearly don't trust me enough to choose you every time." Unlike other times, where she would have simply looked away from him, she held her ground, staring into his silver eyes almost desperately. She truly was letting him in. If he was so willing to produce ultimatums before her every time they got into an argument, than maybe solitude was better than fighting. She bit her lower lip to stop the tears that wanted to come. For some reason, she felt as if her heart were being stomped on. She was leaving it to Sirius now. Whatever he said next would choose their fate. A snarl ripped through his chest at Kacie mentioning the Slytherins to be worthless. He chuckled darkly before declaring, "Doesn't mean I won't feel the need to SLAUGHTER them!" Kacie simply remained quiet throughout all of this, silently begging him to let it go for now. There were only a few more months until he could begin Auror training, anyway. He didn't need to spend his last months of school expelled, or worse, in Azkaban. "Damn cowards." Before his brother had disappeared, she saw Sirius frown deeply, and she knew he had seen the exchange between the two. He snarled slightly and muttered, "Do you talk to him? You actually have the strength to be in the same area as that--that filth?" Kacie sighed, frowning at Sirius as she muttered, "Why do you think I suggested you talk to Regulus in the first place? I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't think it was important." When Kacie turned into a white wolf, Sirius jumped back, rather alarmed. But then, he fell backwards, chuckling to himself. The white wolf gave an almost human-like grin in reply, glad that he had taken the news well. He stared at her with his silver eyes, gazing into the human-like emeralds of the snowy wolf. He smirked and then said, "I don't believe it, Kacie. To think that you and I could have another thing in common." He shook his head and then changed himself into the big black dog of his animagus form. She jumped in shock, a silent yip escaping her at the animals sudden appearance. Then, playfully, he headed towards Kacie, nuzzling his head on hers and whimpering gently. Though Sirius was taller than her by several inches in his human form, the white wolf was a tad bit larger than the black dog, something she felt slightly smug about. She placed her head on the back of his, pulling him slightly closer as she dipped her chin towards her body. She whimpered quietly, rubbing her head playfully against his. This was simply amazing. She'd had no idea that he was an animagus as well. Though it seemed incredibly cliche, she loved it. She could feel her love being reborn and doubled at this discovery. She pulled away from Sirius, glancing at the expanse of the ground around the lake and whimpered softly, conveying the wish to run with him around it. She looked into the human-like silver eyes of the dog and put on the best begging expression she could in this form.
Smirking at her question, Sirius wiggled his eyebrows, his silver puddles glistening with mischief. She smirked in reply, and she had never felt more like a teenager than she did now. Though she was still a virgin, she could not deny the fact that she would like nothing more right now than to jump Sirius where he stood, though she knew that they both were probably not ready for it. Until then, she would simply be content with snogging him like the moonstruck fool that she was. "I daresay you should realize which one, my dear." He touched her nose with his index finger, smirking wider. Kacie grinned. Frowning, Sirius listened closely to her, his silver eyes hardening with a mixture of anger and coldness. Softly, he hissed, "Why did you think I wanted to become an Auror? To make myself appear to be a cut above the rest? There are other ways of ruining people, Kacie." His voice turned almost vicious, the sound very unlike his own. Kacie simply decided to allow him to cool off, as she knew she had probably gone a bit too far. He looked away from her for a moment, his eyes containing a far-away look she did not think she could reach. "There are many ways to kill someone without risking your life." He turned to her, the expression on his face full of a repressed agony that he only seemed to show to her. There was a sort of twisted emotion in the depths of his eyes, as if he were planning the most wicked sort of plan for all those that sought to hurt he and those that he loved. Her heart broke for him in that moment. She didn't want him to feel so much pain. Though she had no room to talk, he was far too young to experience such agony for himself and those that he loved. He chuckled darkly, but said nothing in reply to her when she mentioned Voldemort. Sirius sighed when she narrowed her eyes and his own slitted with righteous anger. He shrugged at her question, having clearly doubted it. "I make sure to stay informed, despite your blatancy of believing me to be ignorant and rusty in their ways. Your appearance has only strengthened my beliefs and knowledge." "Fine!" She suddenly exclaimed, "Alright, I get it, okay?! Just..." she sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly, feeling like a middle aged woman who had just ran a marathon after going a week without sleep. "Can we just talk about something else? I don't care about them, and I most certainly did not want to talk about them at all tonight. I'm sorry I even brought them up." He snorted disgustedly at her mention of Andromeda again. She didn't care anymore, she just wanted to forget about the Slytherins altogether. He glanced at her, his silver eyes mutinous. "How long did it take them to get over their hopes, Kacie? They knew that she was not going to change and they began to push thoughts of her aside. What do they care about someone that betrayed their kind? Once it was clear that the traitor wasn't going to repent, they wrote them off immediately. They get burnt off the tree." She sighed. "I know," she replied, "I know how you feel about all of them, Sirius. But despite what you believe, there are still good people out there. There are still good people in Slytherin. Most of them aren't living their own lives. They're either pressured or threatened by their families. You know Helena Berkeley? Snape had his doubts a few years ago, though that didn't work out well. Hell, even me. At one point in time, I had actually hated myself for being muggleborn. Are you going to burn me off your tree for that?" She knew that Sirius was too stubborn to see what she had seen over the past seven years, but she had to get her point across. He knew that she wasn't evil, yet she was in Slytherin. His brother, Regulus, wasn't evil, he was simply too scared. She understood. Everyone is faced with that ultimatum at some point or another. "The point is, Sirius, that there is both light and dark in all of us. What matters is the part that we choose to act on."Another dark chuckle escaped through his lips. "And how many times did they listen to you? Don't you think that if you were any sort of threat, they would have just hurt someone disgusting to them without your knowledge of it? Kacie, do you understand what it's like to be raised in such a place of wickedness and cruelty where no one has hearts beneath their rib cages. I sometimes wondered if they were even human." He looked off towards the sky again, his silver eyes clouding with fury. Kacie glared at him. "Of course I knew they wouldn't all listen to me," she said, "But I tried! Some of them listened, some of them didn't. The only thing I had to comfort me at the end of the day was that I heard fewer screams than I would have otherwise. And you speak of monsters! You grew up in a world of magic! Despite your family in this world, at least that's where it was. Magic can both cure and harm many people, Sirius. In my world it was a bottle of Jack that determined who was being punished for no reason in my family. You want to meet someone who wasn't human? Grab a time turner, I'll take you back a couple years to meet my dad." He wasn't the only one that hated his family. Kacie had found far too many people, far too many lifestyles to hate. It was such a taxing emotion. What was the point of hating? That's what caused this entire war. She saw it better to exhaust oneself by loving all day over hating.
He raised an eyebrow at her, a strange sense of calm emanating from his form. He tilted his head to the side and waited for her to finish. He leaned closer to her for a moment and whispered, quite emotionless, "Pray tell me why you think it so disgusting that I would be willing to die for a loved one, Kacie. Are you so blind to think that I would want to care more for my life than others? I have believed since a very young age to protect those around me. I cannot even think about allowing someone else pain or death when I could have stopped it. That is why I do not think in times as risky as those. I act on impulse, doing whatever I can to save someone." Kacie froze. Did he honestly think that she thought he was stupid? She shook her head, replying, "I don't think you disgusting for caring about others, Sirius. I never have, and I never will. You're the most selfless person I've ever met, and I admire you for that. Believe me, you're not the only one whose willing to die for the ones you love. When Dumbledore told me about Thomas..." she trailed off, unsure how to word her thoughts. "I wanted to kill them all. I was filled with so much hate and so much determination...I looked through every book in that library, trying to find some kind of spell, some kind of magic that could bring him back...I'm a very selfish person, Sirius, and I know that you know that. When it comes to the people I love, I'll stop at nothing to keep them safe, because I never want to have to let them go. I still have trouble letting go of Thomas, and I beat myself up every day for not being able to protect him. I don't blame you for being angry about it, but damn it, Sirius, I don't want you to get hurt! I don't want to go to your funeral next. That would kill me!" Tears spilled over, staining her pale cheeks. The spell she had used to cover her bruises was beginning to wear off, and she knew that, soon enough, all of the bruises across her face, across her arms, legs, her entire body, would be visble to him. She no longer cared. She didn't want to hide anything else from him any longer. He eyed her closely when she mentioned caring for his well-being more than he did himself. "There is no greater love than to lay down one's life for a friend." Kacie took a deep, shaky breath. "I know," she replied, her voice breaking. As they kissed, Kacie new that she was his. Nothing could ever change that. She had never met a boy, no, a man, who had made her feel so alive, so loved, so free. He eyed her warily as she gasped, as if worried he had said something wrong. When her hands moved to either side of her face, he gave her a crooked smile and then placed his hands over hers. The burning electricity she was used to when her skin came into contact with Sirius' now felt as if it were being doubled ten-fold. She could feel her heart swelling, as if a balloon was being blown up in her chest so large that she couldn't breathe. He seemed unable to stop himself from smirking at her insults. Laughing happily at her words, they kissed, and he whispered, "I'm glad you feel that way, Kacie, because if you hadn't I would have been thoroughly embarrassed. You are the only girl I never wish to be parted from and when I am, I feel like a part of me is missing. I know that we are both stubborn, cocky, and quite insane, but it is because we are both passionate for our beliefs. What is so wrong with that?" Kacie grinned happily at him, and his declaration. "I know exactly what you mean," she whispered, "I hate it when your gone. Sometimes, I'd just stay up all night and worry, not knowing how you were, what you were doing. Wondering if you thought about me as much as I thought about you. I don't always like it when we fight about things, silly or important, yet when we do, I always see this light in your eyes. And every time I see it, I remember just how much I love you, just how much I love to see that passion, and hope to see it every day. As long as you want me, I'll be here." Smiling wider at her statement, he kissed her face again, pressing his lips to every part he could and then moved his mouth quite close to her ear. The voice that protruded from his full lips was full of velvet, trickling with sweetness and sincerity.
"Be mine . . . forever."
Kacie felt goosebumps rise on her arms, felt her skin come alive and burn intensly at his statement. It said so little, yet it said so much. Her own lips were conveniently close to his ear, and she pressed a gentle kiss in the hollow below it, her voice low and steady, filled with so many emotions that she could only comprehend one: Love. "I'm already yours." And with that, she pressed her lips against his in a fiery kiss that made her heart thrum excitedly and soar higher than it ever had before.
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