I thought we were for forever [ [ blake! ] ]

[ALARICA ISOBEL AMETHYST]

she was still in shock. sure, it wasn't a huge change, it wasn't as though a friend had stabbed her in the back, it wasn't as though someone had died. and yet...and yet something in alarica felt a little different, like a hole had been punched straight through her, and it hurt. to know that she was adopted wasn't really the problem, she loved her parents.. well her 'parents', they felt more family to her than those she was apparently blood related to. no what hurt was the idea that she'd had to be adopted, that her blood parents (she didn't say real parents, because in her head they weren't), hadn't wanted her, and had just given her away. though alarica was only fifteen and the idea of children in her life was a long way off yet...she still couldn't imagine the idea of having a child and simply giving her or him away to some stranger.

see that was the part that hurt for her. sure she wasn't the most popular girl in school, she had her difficulties with people, but generally she was sweet natured, didn't bitch, didn't fight, she was a nice person, and to think that her own parent's had just tossed her aside like she was worth nothing to them. sighing she ran a hand through her long auburn locks and before she knew it, she was ascending the steps to the clock tower. she didn't know what had taken her here, but this morning she'd simply rolled out of bed at 6am unable to sleep, already done all of her homework plus read a chapter extra and gotten ahead, and that had only taken her until 8... so she'd figured she'd go for a walk and see if that helped to clear her head. what she wanted most though, was blake, and lucky enough she'd already asked him to meet her at the clocktower courtyard. she'd sent one of the school owl's off with a short note this morning ... she needed him, needed someone.

something about his strength, his security always made her feel better. just being, within the safe encircle of his arms made her feel better, soothed her... and she could really do with that right now. she didn't understand why this had gotten her so down, normally she was pretty up-beat, rather happy-go-lucky.. you could knock her down but she'd bounce back. this was different however, and she really needed to just blurt it all out to someone she trusted, someone she loved, and have him tell her it was okay, that he was there for her, and hug her close, kiss her until she forgot. sighing she reached the top and headed over to the rails, resting her forearms on the cold steel and gazing out over the view presented before her. at least she was lucky to be here... her parent's..her blood parents...wanted nothing to do with her, but they were muggles... at least she could be relieved that she'd been born with magic, because otherwise she'd never have gotten this experience, never have known magic, or hogwarts...never have known blake. so perhaps she should be thankful they gave her up, rather than locked her up...

[BLAKE KENNETH AVERY]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 440px; height: 600px; background-image: url(http://www.burbujasdeseo.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Alessandro+Di+Giulio+Hot+Hole+Mag+Burbujas+De+Deseo+06.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius:100px 100px 100px 100px; border: 3px solid #ffffff;] WRITE SOMETHING HERE blake had been acting weird lately. he'd been feeling weird lately. thoughts and actions not at all common for the seventh year slytherin had been showing through. it was confusing. what had definitely began as a game to the pureblood was turning into... well, he wasn't sure. he just knew that he enjoyed being around alarica, he'd done things that were extremely uncharacteristic for himself around her to make her happy. it was more than odd, sometimes it was downright disturbing. even the slytherin himself could realize that, not to mention all of the warnings and worried comments made by friends and family. he blew them off. alarica was... different. she was not quite as he'd expected her to be when he'd chosen to target her. he actually enjoyed being around her... a lot. so what if she was a hufflepuff? there were half-decent people in every house, alarica just happened to be one of them. that was how he reasoned it, at least. things had been keeping him busy, lately. he had to focus on classwork, seeing as it was his final year of schooling. his family had ties to get him into a good job where he desired, yes, but he was concerned that many of those ties would have been broken after his father's... incident. the avery name had plummeted in worth, and as the eldest and only son of the family blake took it upon himself to make it rise up again. if he wasn't positive he could be guaranteed a job to put his name out there through connections, he would have to rely on his own marks. it wasn't a great difficulty for the seventh year- he'd always been intelligent. his issue was applying himself- he was so used to skating by through everything based off of family connections and their wealth that he rarely had to worry about his own grades as he did now. his newfound focus had, unfortunately, cut back a bit on the amount of time he spent with his girlfriend (the word was still weird to use for him). so, of course he had jumped at the opportunity to see her when the letter came to him. he was always an early riser, the owl had caught him while most of his dormmates were still sleeping and he sat, studying on his bed. within a matter of minutes the seventh year was up, dressed, and on his way to the clock tower. the walk from the dungeons to the clock tower didn't take too long. blake had obviously been at the school for long enough that he knew the most direct routes to get to his destinations, and why would he want to dilly dally now? it was weird for the slytherin to admit, and if he were asked he would furiously deny it, but he enjoyed his time around alarica. he might even go so far as to say that he had the potential to miss her when they were away from each other for any length of time. he was not clingy in this relationship, he could never imagine himself being clingy in any relationship, but when they were together he made sure to milk every second with his gentle affections. but hugs and kisses were all he'd pushed for, despite the yule ball and his original intentions with her... if you were to ask him why, blake wouldn't be able to give you a straight answer. he wasn't even sure if an answer existed. his actions confused him as much as they would any friend of his. thoughts like that were pushed from the slytherin's brain as he quietly ascended the steps to the clock tower, dressed in simple jeans and a navy t-shirt. it didn't take long to spot the beautiful vivid hair of his girlfriend facing him as she looked out upon the view, back to him, and her positioning caused a smile to pull at the edges of the pureblood's mouth. he moved forward, taking care now to be quiet to minimize the chances of her hearing him, and wrapped his strong arms around her thin figure, leaning around to place a kiss on her cheek. "what's up, babe?" there can be only one mikey! of caution 2.0

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[ALARICA ISOBEL AMETHYST]

she heard footsteps on the steps ascending the tower but she didn't turn. she was caught in her thoughts, trying to settle herself despite the confusion and the turmoil she was feeling. she knew however it was something that was not just going to go away. sometimes when things hit you, you didn't know how to deal with it, you felt the pain of it and you couldn't simply shut it off, you couldn't just say it'll be okay and move along. sure you carried on with your daily life, you moved through the motions as though everything was okay, as though you weren't spiralling inside, and your thoughts weren't battling for dominance. she had tried to go through the motions of school, and sure nobody had died on her, nobody had physically hurt her, she hadn't been dumped...

but this whole thing was getting to her... being unwanted by your own birth parents.. it made her question things. why didn't they want her? what were they like? were they really muggle-like? would they ever want to meet her one day even if they didn't now? did they have a little house somewhere nondescript? where they boring? what did they look like? did she have her mums hair? her dad's hair? hell did she had grandparents? what about them? cousins? uncles? aunts? ... these opened up new doors, doors she wanted to venture through and yet they were slamming shut around her. her parent's didn't want to know her, probably never would want to... and that was when the hurt kicked in. already she was tired of feeling like this, usually she was such an optimistic person, bubbly and excited.. happy-go-lucky.. someone who helped pick other people up from the floor, dust them off and give them a hug and make them laugh. she hated being so down, but she knew this was something she couldn't just fix.. she had to let herself feel this...and soon it would pass.

she hoped.

she sighed, the sound expelled with a slight tangible cloud. it was a little cold out and she shivered slightly, not minding the way the cold stung her cheeks, thinking it made her feel, stopped her sinking too far into her thoughts and upsetting herself again. as she heard familiar foot falls approached she quickly and briskly wiped a cold tear away from her frozen cheek. she didn't want him to see her cry, she didn't want to seem weak.. she might have appeared vulnerable and weak and all but deep down she wanted to be strong, she wanted to be like all those independent confident women with their chin held high.. she didn't want to be some kind of bambi, ready for prey. she felt him move behind her and soon his strong, comforting arms where around her. she felt herself relax immediately. there was just something about blake she could sink into, feel safe around him .. and she lent back against him, fitting perfectly against his muscular, warm body like a puzzle piece. she even smiled slightly as he kissed her cheek and the soft of his voice in her ear. "what's up, babe?" he was the single person who could make her feel this safe, feel this much better after everything and she chewed her lip and turned in his arms, going to capture his lips with her own. she needed his closeness right now, the supple, warm touch of his perfect lips before she could say it out loud. she pulled away after a few moments, before things could get too heated, before she allowed herself to forget, and she gazed up at him, allowing her emotions to play carefully across her face.. upset, fear, confusion... even a little anger.. and she finally told him, "i found out i'm adopted blake... " she swallowed hard past the lump in her throat. "i'm a muggleborn... with parent's who don't care, who didn't and still don't want me..." it hurt to say it but she felt sure blake would comfort her, would be the rock she needed right now...

[BLAKE KENNETH AVERY]

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[ALARICA ISOBEL AMETHYST]

she was surprised sometimes at how gentle blake could be with her. he was such a strong man, with broad shoulders and clearly impressive muscles, yet she never felt like he was too rough with her or too forceful or anything of the like. she didn't feel as though he just wanted ulterior motives, she didn't feel like he was pushing her to go any further, but sometimes there was that heat and she liked that. that was what she liked about him... he was so soft and gentle with her, and yet when she needed it, when she wanted it...like he knew exactly what she wanted. she felt him pull her closer to him and she simply melted into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his neck in order to bring herself closer to him, revelling in the little space between them.

but she pulled away first.. she had to, she wasn't feeling quite right...even his lips couldn't fully distract her right now. she bit her lip when she pulled away, the rush of everything she'd been thinking about, feeling about, came back with a vengeance. her teeth took her bottom lip gently, still tasting a hint of blake upon her own lips but the sadness was back in her gaze. she sighed and glanced away for a moment, taking a deep breath to tell him what was on her mind. it felt good to admit it, good to get it out in the air like that after the fact that she hadn't told anyone yet. she saw him frown and she glanced at him, wondering what was going through his head. when he remained quiet she went on.

the m bomb.. she'd dropped it. she didn't really know what his views on muggleborns were..she knew a lot of slytherins hated them, but this was blake - her blake. she thought whatever he thought about them, he would over come it for her, because she was his girlfriend and she was falling for him.. she thought that he'd be the one person she could trust, the one person she could lean on at this time. what she didn't expect was the silence.. the way in which he seemed to distance himself from her, the way he physically stepped back, seemed suddenly detached. "b-blake..?" her voice shook as she made his name a question. she was scared suddenly...maybe irrationally fearful ... that he was going to run. "that's a pathetic joke, alarica." she frowned slightly and looked at him. "i ... why the hell would i joke about this?" she looked at him in shock... of course she wouldn't joke about this.