cower before the power (Payton)

[romulusmoon]

Romulus wasn't even concerned with the worries of the day and he had slicked back his hair for the day as he wasn't looking to go after anyone just yet. It had been a rather dull and dreary day just as he expected it to be as it left him alone to his thoughts. When Romulus thought, it wasn't about puppies and ponies covered in chocolate sprinkles. It was usually how he would rip up the next muggle born that crossed his path or blood traitor that thought they were so cool to the point they got noticed by everyone in the school. Romulus honestly thought those types were pompous idiots trying to make a famous name for themselves they already had. Of course, each one of them didn't realize that they would become famous when they were dead.

Oh yes, he planned on killing them all when the time was right and when Fenrir had risen as a ruler above everyone else. Surely people would realize that there was much more to accomplish than just world domination. After all, Romulus did want to start his rather troublesome streak somewhere. Romulus was known to draw a lot of attention to himself. Right now as no different as he was wearing a navy blue shirt that was button-up and blue jeans that seemed to match somehow. The slicked back brown hair made him seem like a total prep but that was far beyond the truth.

Always gaining detention when he didn't deserve it, but aside from that there were other certain things that didn't make sense to him. The hufflepuff common room itself was insanely quiet and he didn't like that not one bit. Noticing a female entering the room and recognized her instantly as one of the muggle borns, Romulus was instantly ready to pounce on her. One hand unsheathing his wand as it pressed up against her throat as he soon had her up against the wall in the other corner away from the stairs so that she wouldn't escape...putting his wand away soon he had his one arm up slamming up against the wall to her left.

"So mud blood, finally returned, what were you doing out so late, I should report you to the prefect for dawdling like that and taking your sweet ass time on returning. You may not be from around here but I plan on teaching you a lesson about staying up late...I'm allowed to cause...I'm superior," he said to her plainly and his voice wasn't friendly at all as the dark hint of his skin should have explained what he was along with the fact he was snarling at her at certain points.

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[payton]

there's a fire starting in my heart

reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] ROLLING IN THE DEEP ! Payton sat in the library, tapping her pencil, yes a pencil, against the table top, resulting in many hushing noises from other students. She rolled her eyes and set the pencil down. Don't ask her why she was using a very muggle untencil at a wizarding school. Maybe it was just because she liked it better than quills. She liked being able to erase her notes if she had to. Of course she used a quill and ink on her final production, but right now she liked her pencil just fine. Realizing that it was kind of late, Payton stood up and grabbed her shoulder bag, sliding all of her notes and books into the bag, filling it up. Slinging it over her shoulder she strutted from the room and began the decent down the stairs to the dungeons. Whoever thought it was a good idea to put the Hufflepuffs in the dungeons was stupid. Honestly, it was dank, and dirty, grimy and smelly. Payton regretted not asking for a different house when she first arrived here. Lucky for her, she liked everything else about her house. Whispering the password to the portrait, Payton passed through and was greeted with warm firelight. And a raving idiot. Barely taking two steps through the door, she recognized someone in a chair. The older Hufflepuff was immediately upon her, his wand to her throat, his free hand slamming her into the wall. Her bag slid off her shoulder and her head cracked against the stone wall, stars spinning in front of her eyes. Once her vision came back she could focus on what he was saying. A smirk rose slowly to her face as his palm came crashing down next to her head, just inches away from her perfect blonde hair. "Hey Moon, why don't you go pound sand you ugly prat," she said insultingly, hatred dripping from her voice. Usually Payton didn't hate anyone, but Romulus Moon had been torturing her since the day he saw her. He'd made it his personal responsibility to torture her day after day. "Whats wrong? Zmyette got your panties in a twist?" she spat at him, her eyes hard, face furious. She'd had enough of this. She raised a hand to push on his chest, failing miserably to push the older boy off. He easily had a hundred pounds on her, all muscle and raw anger. She was too tiny to do any real damage against him. And sadly she usually forgot that she was a witch in these situations, so she didn’t think to use her wand right now. But thankfully it was tucked somewhere that he wouldn’t notice, or else he’d have taken it by now. She tried to escape his towering presence by ducking underneath his arms and scooting towards the staircase. In her run to the staircase she pulled anything that she could to slow him down and put distance between them. Chairs, end tables, she even threw books at him as she passed the bookcases. For being so light on her feet, Payton felt as if she was in one of those bad dreams, where you can only run slow while your pursuer could run as fast as they wanted. Only Payton knew that this was no bad dream, but a real night terror. 624 553 , ROMULUS , OUTFIT Epicness has started.

table by california dreaming @ caution 2.0

[romulusmoon]

Romulus wasn't really in the mood to deal with her antics, but he'd play along for now, although he had an ulterior motive. A sly grin came to his face as he brushed the wand across her hair that was pointed there, and yes he would have taken her wand to use it against her. There had been many times where he had done that just to ease the satisfaction of knowing she was disarmed while he tortured her to his hearts content. Something about it almost over joyed him and made him who he was. A werewolf, but not fully as he didn't have the tendencies a full were wolf did however he pushed in closer towards her. Body's seeming to contact with each other, but he wasn't going to back down.

Oh no, he was far stronger than this twig of a girl as he didn't make any response, and just stared at her with a smile. "I'm sorry, did I say you could speak?" he said straight into her face and then smirked as he pushed the wand further against her throat. Perhaps it would be better if she couldn't speak as he felt his own body reacting to hers, but he wasn't pressed up against her at least. Looking at her full form, and licking his lips softly at the same time. Why did muggle borns here have to be so..juicy and tender that he wanted to bite them all over. Romulus intended to take a portion of her home with him at some point.

Snarling slightly he soon just let his wand drag along her hair, "I wonder how you would feel if I cut your hair.." he said rather callously as one of his other hands stroked her cheek softly and if she tried to turn away would force her to look at him using all his strength for that...while his wand remained pressed near her hair and neck where he could set off a spell anytime he wanted....even the silencing one.

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[payton]

Being trapped against the wall wasn't exactly something she cared to be doing right now. She would much rather be up in her bed, all warm and cozy. Instead she was here, pressed against the cold stones as a monster loomed over her, his body getting ever closer to hers. Trying to push him away again, she squeezed her eyes shut, half hoping that it would help. Her palms splayed into his chest, and she flexed her fingers, digging her nails into his chest. Surely he could feel pain, couldn't he? His wand slipped into her hair and she jerked her head away, only to be stopped by his hand, which stroked her cheek.

Opening her eyes, Payton stared at him hard in the eyes, her anger flashing in them. She saw him lick her lips and had a feeling things might take a turn for the worse if somebody didn't come by shortly. Then again, it was late at night, and if things were quiet enough, nobody would hear the torture that was about to ensue. Panic flooded her body but she stayed where she was, dropping her gaze. What could she do? Her wand was under her shirt, tucked into her pants a little to hold it in place. From where she was now she couldn't make a move for it without letting him know what she was doing. Later, later, maybe she could distract him with something else and be able to get to her wand.

But as his wand played in her hair and his fingers stroked her cheek, she could only think of one thing. Getting him to let go of her. So she turned her head, opened her mouth, and clamped down on his fingers, biting him hard. Not hard enough to draw blood, no, cause that was gross. She just wanted to cause him pain and be able to get away. Between fingernails in his chest and a bite to his fingers he had to feel something! He threatened to cut her hair, something Payton prized above anything else on her body. With a free hand she reached up to squish the curls down to her neck, his wand no longer toying with them.

"Just leave me alone Moon," she whispered, trying to sound defeated. Maybe if she just gave up he would go away and find some first years to torture or something. Surely there were better people to attack than her. But then again, as far as muggleborns went, she was lowest of the low. Not only was she muggleborn, she was also from the USA, and not even of British decent. Many students here hated her for that. After all, how dare Hogwarts let in a foreigner? Returning her attention back to Romulus, she looked up at him, and connected her eyes with his, her own eyes hard. "I don't know what you want, but just leave me alone. Please." Not that she thought the word please would help, but she threw it in there anyways. He was a bully, a big mean one, and usually he didn't like listen to her pleading, unless it had to do with her screams. He wasn't even human enough to enjoy her dancing.

[romulusmoon]

Romulus smelled her fear and basked in it as he drank it all in, letting it take over his entire being as he realized just how much he was getting that much more excited by her using her nails on his chest. No one had attempted to try that on him until now, but his eyes widened as he tried to sniff for blood. Any sign would send him into an intoxicating rage as he pulled her up by the scruff of her neck and then whispered into her ear as he pushed himself flush against her to pin her completely up against the wall inhaling her perfume. Something about it hypnotized him a little and soon all thoughts were focused on her as he decided to step down for a change.

Torturing her wasn't as fun when she fought back, but he had a plan, this was the first time he would have been nice to her as he put his wand back where it belonged not wanting to threaten her anymore. Surely she had stood her ground, but before he pulled away he whispered into her ear, "What if I never wanted Zmeyette, and I just did this to torture you so that I could get you to focus only on me, so that way you know you'd fear me every time you came into the common room. Maybe that's why I pay attention to you," he said to her, wondering if she'd fall for one of the older tricks in the book, but Romulus knew she was smart. Curious though was how he reacted to that, but he didn't let her get anywhere close to getting to the girl's dormitory just yet.

Talking this over might work better for him and getting her like this was surely another way to manipulate her. Romulus really didn't care for dancing like she mentioned earlier, but that didn't mean he didn't like watching it at times. Catching glimpses every so often, and then he blushed innocently which was a forced one, "I feel so ashamed for all the trouble I've caused you, that thing about telling the prefects you were up late was a lie too?" he let the lies flow off his tongue as if it were natural. Not only were they natural but the look in Romulus's eyes told her that he might not be bluffing either.

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[payton]

Payton narrowed her eyes as he pressed against her, not impressed with what he was doing. But being so tiny, she was physically helpless against him now, and her wand was stuck between the two of them. And then he was pulling away, allowing her to expel the air held in her lungs, as she didn't want to breath him in. Turning her head to the side, her long hair fell to shield her face from him. Still against the stone wall, Payton tried to clear her head. The back of it luckily wasn't sticky with her own blood from where her head cracked against the wall, but a large headache was forming now, and it pounded so fiercely in her head that she found it hard to concentrate.

He started talking to her then, and even though he was talking in a normal voice the sound of it grated against her brain and ears. Looking over at him, she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "I fear you because you torment me day to day, just because of my blood status. I've never done you no wrong Moon," she said, still confused as to why he was speaking like this. He wasn't making any sense. He was mean to her because he liked her? What?

"I'm not sure why you're telling me all this. Even if it were true I'd have a hard time ever forgiving you...." she replied, trailing off. She wanted desperately to just sit down and sleep... Perhaps that was the concussion talking. But Payton suddenly got an idea and peeled herself off the wall, glad that she wasn't stumbling right now. Walking over to him, she put a hand on his cheek and smiled softly. "But I could try to forgive you, Romulus," she said, using his name for the very first time. It felt like poison on her tongue but if he wanted to play this game, then why not play as well?

[romulusmoon]

Romulus didn't grin or smirk as he decided to play this act out all the way through but he did get a good view as she walked over to him despite the many clothes hugging her figure. Even with this close up he got of her, he really was irked that she was muggle-born and could probably have wished for something much better out of her. Curiously raising an eyebrow as he turned away from her, but pretended to shed tears for her sake just cause she 'rejected' him in a way. It was amusing to even see the great Romulus acting so ...vulnerable, but that would have spread throughout the school pretty fast if no one knew about his darker side. Just like Maharet, he was good at hiding his true feelings.

Playing along with her own feelings was going to cost him a lot, but he knew that if she were gullible enough he'd have convinced her he meant no harm then crush her dreams beneath her feet. Romulus was indeed faster and a quick thinker, so he soon had himself looking up to her stroking her cheek softly with one hand, letting his finger tip trail down against the chin. Shuddering lightly at the thought of even touching a mud-blood such as herself, but he kept his composure as he smiled slightly. A slight sympathetic tone to his voice, "Well we could start small..and then work our way up from there, I'm sorry I hurt such..tend, soft, and luscious skin. Although if you noticed, I avoided bruising it, and the comment about cutting your hair was rather rude," he nodded towards her.

Looking at his wand, he soon got an idea, and then grinned venomously as he turned his head away as dark shadows cast over his eyes. Turning back around and after using some magic he turned one of the many crumbs on the couch there from someone having recently eaten some form of cracker into a flower. A purple lilac was soon headed her way and then he smiled warmly. "I'm sure this could make up for a little of it," he paused for a moment, but the worst wasn't to come yet. Oh no, he was working his way up to it when she was within the gullible clutches of his arms. Acting like this was one of his known farces, but never had he been so convincing.

Perhaps all the wolf needed was someone to show him why it was better to be on the nicer side of things. Romulus had to quickly think about how to get this out to Zmeyette, but he had other matters to attend to with her sitting close to him now. As she put a hand to his cheek, he almost cowered away, but he kept himself firm there as no one else had ever touched his cheek. "Also, don't run away yet, I just need someone to talk to," bowing his head slowly...just enough that the venomous smirk approached his face once more in anticipation for her answer until he looked up showing his softened expression.

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[payton]

Payton wasn't really sure if she was playing around now or not. His fingertips traced patterns on her cheek, and as much as she wanted to recoil part of her didn't. Probably the part that came from her concussion. He kept going on and on about how he was really just mean to her because he liked her, and that he never put bruises on her so it couldn't have been THAT bad. And next, a purple lilac floated over to her. Landing in her hand, she looked down at it, seeing two of them. Blinking a few times, Payton looked back at Romulus, her face blank.

"Why are you telling me all this? You've hated me for the past six years. You don't even know me." She turned away from him and looked at the wall. Her head pounded and she reached a hand up to touch the back of it, feeling how raw it felt. Wincing she turned her head a little and listened to him. He wanted her to stay, so that they could just talk? What? Weird.

She took another few steps away from him. He was seriously creeping her out right now. Part of her wanted to believe that he really was just being so rude to her because he liked her. That part of her wanted to just sit here with him and talk. He was really good looking, but she was really confused at what he was playing at. "I don't think I should stay here." She said, standing up from her chair too fast. Too dizzy, she stumbled a bit. Putting a hand to her head to help steady herself, Payton looked around. Multiples looked back at her.

She stood still long enough where she could finally collect herself. Taking a wobbly step, she fell and landed on Romulus's chest, her fingers gripping his shirt to stay up. Clearing her throat awkwardly, Payton used him to push herself off. "Sorry about that. Can I please just go to bed now?"

[romulusmoon]

Romulus hadn't meant to go as so far as to actually hurt her, but he shook his head at this. Perhaps stringing her along would be a good thing and pretending to be nice to her would suit him well for his needs. Yes, she would be a good pawn in his game he was going to play soon and she would no longer be a target of his frustrations. More like a conduit for what he needed to do to her, and then stood up to wrap his arms around her waist as he whispered into her ear after his wand came out to near the back of her skull. Soon he was just letting some words escape his lips as he attempted to heal her, but he had done it to Zmeyette when he was eight, having practiced on himself for the past 9 years or so did help a lot.

Romulus was a lot nicer if he hurt someone too much, but he just wanted to ease the pain a little to make her more susceptible to his needs. Grinning slightly at her, he then moved away from her blushing slightly, but it wasn't a true genuine blush. Even his dark eyes were staring into her soul before he shook his head, "Actually, if you wish to go to bed, then talk in the morning I'm fine with that, but keep in mind...of my offer...to talk with me whenever...you're feeling down or...need to get something off your chest. I won't make fun of you anymore, no games. To promise this I will keep my distance at all times if you prefer it," he said to her.

A very hardcore promise, but he was obviously showing his true intentions now. One of the true intentions at least, but the falsehoods that implied that meant he could still be at least within ten feet of her presence. "Or I could just...treat you normally and not like...what I usually call you...like an equal...that could..make up for it?" he asked, shyly rubbing the back of his foot with his other one as his hand came up to give him a shier posture. Romulus was mentally chastising himself for playing this farce at all, especially when he really didn't need to get attached to someone.

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[payton]

"Well, I guess I can stay here for just a little bit longer," she said. His hands wrapped around her waist and his wand came out. No no you fool, his wizard wand. He used it to heal the abrasion on the back of her head and her mind instantly cleared. The gentle way his hands touched her, almost caressed her, made her melt a little. What if he was telling the truth? What if he was throwing away all his inhibitions to tell her how he felt? She turned around to face him,

He was reaching behind him now, and he was clearly embarrassed, because his face was red. She felt bad now. He'd just been telling her how he felt and she was spurning him. She knew that couldn't have felt good, so she sat down in a chair across from him and waited, silently wringing her hands in her lap. What should she do? Payton looked back and forth between her hands and Romulus, who was still standing up and watching her.

"Well... we could talk, if you wanted to. I don't think it would be a bad idea." What was she saying?! This was the guy who'd pushed her roughly into walls for the past six years, who'd ripped up her homework and made sure that she couldn't make friends with people. He'd literally made her life hell, and now he was attesting it all to liking her? She shook her head, blonde curls bouncing around her, cascading down her waist. Looking back at him, her big blue eyes looked into his, searching for the real Rom that would come out and hex her any moment now.

Except he was having a hard time finding that guy. All she saw before her was a guy that was baring his soul to her. She found it weird, but she kind of liked it. And not gonna lie, she liked how his hands felt on her skin just a few minutes ago. They were soft and gentle, yet rough. it made her skin tingle just thinking about it. "You're not just lying to me are you?" she asked, her eyes soft. "Because if you are, I'll curse your ass into oblivion."

[romulusmoon]

"Yes, only talking, but I didn't mean to offend by touching you. I promise that I won't go anywhere closer than this...after all, I can't be responsible for what would happen if ..you felt anything else for me," he said bashfully to her, and smirked inwardly at himself. Oh you devious devil, now you've got her, and she doesn't know half of what you have in store for her. Got to keep up all the bull shit and acting until you finally get her into that weakened state where she can't do anything. Reaching for her wand would have been hard for him, but he had caught a glimpse of it earlier..although it was out of his reach indeed. For him to actually get it he would have to find a way to get her out of those...er, slither his hand near there to flick her wand away.

Romulus was definitely devious and even more so as he made his way towards the couch sitting down upon it as he patted the seat next to him. Even as his eyes glazed over with fake tear drops sliding down his cheek, and then wiped them away with his own wand. Glad she was healed though so he could probably bash her head into the wall again. Romulus knew he had healing abilities but how far he took them with her was a little redundant almost as if he were about to just torture her emotionally. Romulus had considered this torture to be a little much, but he was determined on this course of action.

Only one way it would end well and that was him laughing at her crying face as she'd run away. All in good time as he still remained rather calm, and also very sad-looking on the outside. "Maybe if you don't believe me, you could try and kiss me to see what happens," he challenged her, and then that grimace came to him for merely an instant. Thinking of what he had said, but it was a harmless kiss, nothing could ever really come of it could it? The worst he could do was tell her that it was horrible and have her running away again. Oh, Romulus, you dirty evil bastard, what would Fenrir say? All Romulus could think of was him smiling when he told this...girl what she really was to him.

Oh he wouldn't mind being cursed into oblivion if she gave into his wants, but even so he still remained rather calm. "Sorry I blurted that out, I meant to say, come take a seat, we can just ...talk...about stuff...I'm not sure what...I never talk much with anyone," he said scratching the back of his head shyly.

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[payton]

Payton shook her head a little, still not understanding what was going on. She wasn't sure why he was acting like this. He was sharing her space, her air, and a conversation with her. It was so out of sorts that she didn't know what to do. It was like her head was still fuzzy, as if he hadn't healed her injury. Oh, and that was another thing. Why had he done that? What purpose could he possibly have to have done that for?

She felt like she should get out of there, or maybe push him away, but she didn't want to bring back aggressive Romulus. And his next comment, the one about kissing him, really made her frown. Weird... Not only did he want to talk, but he wanted her to kiss him? Something in her stomach churned at the thought, and she knew that it was betrayal. She'd never been kissed, she'd never done anything at all. It made her squirm. She'd never even held a guy's hand. So was too into her dancing to ever have a boyfriend. The closest she came to having one was Dominic, and he was just a good friend who happened to be a gentlemen.

He scooted closer to her and again her girl hormones acted up. Her stomach fluttered while her brain screamed get away. She was almost nervous now. Almost like she wanted him to come closer... Smiling nervously, she thought to take him up on that dare, to kiss him. Maybe it would get that awkward first kiss out of the way? Her stomach flipped again at the thought of doing so, and her fingers began to wring in her lap. She would have to be stupid to fall for this. More stupid than the Goyles. Her head screamed no, no go run far away, but her body moved and she lifted herself off the couch to kiss him lightly on the lips, her body on fire from the tension and the mistake she didn't know she was making.

Sitting back down, she shyly tucked some hair back behind her ear. She pushed aside the negative nancy thoughts and decided that maybe he was showing his true colors now. And besides, what would it hurt for her to just talk? Maybe then in the halls he wouldn't hex her bag to split at the seams, or put the leg locking curse on her again. "Well, we could talk I guess. About what?" Her lips still tingled from having kissed the guy who made her life hell. Was this just a game for him? Part of her hoped not, since she felt like he was being sincere. But part of her couldn't help but think he was just playing her...

[romulusmoon]

Romulus was surprised she would fall for a simple trick, but what he really didn't realize was that the kiss set his nerve endings on fire. What was up with his body? Was he really going to let such a girl like this actually overcome his feelings for Zmeyette and give in to his own desires. Oh no, he wasn't going to play that game any longer, but if he took this any farther he knew it would get out of hand. Tables would go flying everywhere, but he knew she would curse him into eternity if he told her it didn't mean anything to him. Right now he was confused and didn't know up from down as he then grabbed her by her collar forcing her up to him as he kissed her lips in return for the one she had given him.

Pressing his whole body against hers his arms soon wrapping around her waist as he held her close for a moment until taking his seat back on the couch as he looked up at her. Having his wand in his hand now for some strange reason, but he was going to keep going with this for as long as he could play with her emotions. Obviously she had accepted his dare and now it was time to lay the bait to get her even more intrigued about him. "Well I don't like saying this as much as telling you, but what if that was just a ruse? No, it wasn't, I enjoyed that kiss, although there was just one tiny problem," he said to her. Soon his arms were moving about her shoulders as his hands slid down along her torso.

Trailing along the outer edge of her body and down along her navel as his hand played there along it for a moment or two. What if he just couldn't control his urges any longer and tore her throat out of her skin. Yes, he was thinking that right now, but he wasn't going to ever reveal that nature to her aside from the fact she had already seen the one where he terrified her enough as is. Stroking her cheek again softly with his hand, this time using the back of it as he put his wand away while whispering into her ear slowly, 'Your lips are so soft, you should get more comfy in my lap," he said to her wondering how gullible she was.

Time to get things heated up, but not right before he smashed her hopes and dreams. Romulus felt himself getting lost in his head and confusion seemed to flare up for some strange reason. That was a warning to get rid of her and move on to bigger and better things so he didn't get too distracted. Otherwise she definitely would have been his down fall or her own. Romulus kept telling himself this was a game, and his emotions were obviously the ones that were playing him for the fool. "That way I can get a better look at your beautiful eyes," he said almost too smoothly.

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[payton]

Payton felt her body being forced back up out of the chair as he grabbed her by the shirt to kiss her forcefully again. Her shirt tore a little, but at that moment she didn't even care. The force with which he kissed her made her want him, it made her want to believe that what he was saying was true. Call it a girlish fantasy, that she could be the one to change the dark heart of the baddest guy in school. Her fingers gripped his shirt as he pressed against her, her heart pounding in both her head and her chest.

Payton felt him pull away a little, his hands leaving trails down her body as he spoke softly to her. Her mind couldn't even begin to work properly and fully analyze the words that he was speaking. Her skin was on fire from his touch, his finger playing lazily with her navel. Her stomach squirmed and she blushed, not used to feeling this way. What was going on with her tonight? And what was his deal? She soon found herself sitting in his lap and she felt more and more like he was telling her the truth. She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and looked him straight in the eyes, straddling him. This was something that she'd never done before. She'd never gone this far with a guy. She'd just made out with her worst enemy, and now here she was straddling him like a common whore!

"My pretty eyes are all yours," she whispered. A small voice somewhere in the back of her mind screamed at her that she was stupid for falling for this, that he was just using her to get his fix, then she'd be tomorrow's trash. But she squelched that pesky voice and continued with what she was doing. His breath was still hot on her ear, whispering to her, and she grinned a little. What a charmer! She raised her own hand to touch his cheek tentatively, her body and nerves on fire. "Can you touch me like that again?" she asked, her mouth moving of its own accord. She thought she saw him put his wand away, but didn't think anything of it. It's not like he'd ever put a spell on her to make her act this way.

She squirmed a bit in his lap at the thought of his hands on her again. She didn't know why, but she felt like tonight she might finally catch up to the other girls in her dorm. They all had boyfriends and had kissed guys before, so why couldn't she? Why could she, Payton Parker the Muggleborn kiss a guy and be okay with it? Even if it wasn't her boyfriend? Payton smiled sweetly at him, hoping that he would just this once give in to her request.

[romulusmoon]

Romulus was wondering what was going on with his mind, but he wasn't going to let her do whatever she wanted just yet. In fact when she soon straddled his lap, it felt incredibly great on his body and he almost got a reaction. Maybe he did get a reaction, but it was a pleasant one that he should have felt disgusted by, apparently making him start to have second thoughts. To move this fast was insane, but soon he was going to dash all of her hopes and dreams while he could as she was obviously enjoying the kiss. Romulus soon just pushed her off of his lap and then stood up brushing himself off as he attempted to spit on the floor for a moment.

A mirthless laugh escaped his lips and then he turned around to look back at her waving her off as he headed for the boys dormitory already without saying a word. Having tasted her and found her repulsive he decided to just head towards the part where he could go up to the tower so he could make a quick escape after he stopped in his tracks to turn around to look at her. Sympathy in his eyes as he soon laughed out loud towards her again, but he didn't say a thing letting her figure it out on her own what he had just done to her. No, he was going to rub it in her face that he wasn't being nice. Suddenly he had a change of heart, instead of walking away he merely just waved at her blowing a kiss.

It was in mockery but he did speak now, "So, do you always fall for the guy who picked on you your entire life? Or do you just like making yourself look like an idiot in front of the whole common room even at night? You really thought I'd settle for a mud-blood like yourself? Wow you really are delusional aren't you? That kiss and the feelings i felt were all fake, I could never go out with someone like you...EVER!" he said to her rather harshly and with that had turned on his heel almost just as quickly since he'd rather not deal with any spells or hexes she might send his way.

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