Well, what can I say? (Zmeyette)

[romulusmoon]

Romulus wasn't sure that he knew exactly how to react to so many things going on at once, and in fact he was a little pissed that he hadn't had a chance to talk to Zmeyette unless he threatened her. Right now was no different, but he had decided to try a different approach to getting tangled up with her affairs to make sure that she didn't go off with any more guys. Cutting ties wouldn't be enough for him and he knew fully well she'd try to worm her way out as usual. If Zmeyette really thought he wanted to change for her, well, he wasn't going to and wasn't going to state that the fact that he didn't enjoy being in Hufflepuff. In fact, after meeting Lucian, his attitude became much more promising for her as he tucked in the white shirt he wore today. Simple blue jeans accompanied him along with the nice tie that went around his neck.

Giving him a preppy sort of look, but his hair was disheveled and his lips parted slightly to growl softly. Just a light one, nothing too menacing as he was indeed following the said Slytherin that was the problem since he had first been sorted into Hufflepuff. Never even giving him the light of day, but his name had spread through the school like a thunder that waited to be met by lightning. Zmeyette was his lightning as he was her thunder, which seemed to sound redundant in his mind, but perfect in his heart. Setting his feelings aside for a moment, he realize he had to act brashly if he wanted her to believe him. Romulus was no longer going to act soft around her when it came to getting her attention, and right now wasn't going to change.

Considering his temper wasn't anything like that stupid Jacob Warrington's, but he was scary when his blood lust took over. One scratch that lead to bleeding was all it took for him to just forget who he was to tear apart friend or ally. Letting brown eyes stare at her beautiful sway and the tilt of her head as that long hair graced her olive skin. Oh yes, Romulus could ogle all he wanted, and not be penalized for doing so even if anyone caught him. Maharet was no concern of his either, after all, what she did to greet him wasn't anything short of what Zmeyette used to do. Now he had to approach her, otherwise he wouldn't live down the feeling of regret as he soon bounded straight up to her, but had to stop himself from pressing her against the wall although he had backed her into a corner.

"Zmeyette, we need to talk," his eyes held a serious glare in them, and his voice was dripping venom, this could only mean something terrible -might- happen.

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[zmeyette]

The halls were semi-packed as many of the students whisked themselves away to their common rooms to get a bit more work done before Friday's lessons tomorrow. Zmeyette had other plans, or rather they represented the other category because studying or finishing up a homework assignment wasn't how she planned to spend her night. Sauntering through the halls as people moved out of her path she tried to decided exactly what she wanted to do tonight. Behind her was the entrance to the Slytherin common room and no one in there was of particular interest to her and as soon as she had caught sight of Warrington she left without a word.

Her black heels clicked loudly on the hard stone floor as she made her way up toward the first floor. The tops of her heels were laced with a peep toe for her dark green toe nails to be shown off. Her grey jeans hugged her curves perfectly as a lace black tank top covered her top half. Since the weather was becoming a bit chilly Zmeyette also wore a deep green blazer with three-quarter length sleeves. The werewolf surely knew how to dress and was pure perfection as she strolled to no where in particular.

As she walked she really didn't pay any mind to anyone walking by her she knew no one was note worthy. But she had a feeling that someone was behind her. Zmeyette would not turn her head to see who would have the guts to trail after her. Instead to took a few deep breaths through her nose picking up the scents of the beings around her. One she automatically knew. Romulus was following her which really didn't take her by surprise. All she could do was roll her eyes as she slowed her pace. Ridding herself of Romulus was going to be a hard task for lately he thought he had a backbone which was not alright in her book. It didn't matter how he acted in Zmeyette's eyes he would be nothing more than a lowly hufflepuff.

She allowed herself to be cornered by him giving him an unamused expression. "You know stalking me isn't going to make me like you anymore. Actually I think you've just sunken down on my list for that one." Zmeyette said with mock sympathy. "Too bad because you had just move up above mudbloods." She said coolly as she leaned into the corner of the wall. "What do you want? Make this fast because unlike you I have things I need to do." Zmeyette said as she pushed her long dark hair out of her face.

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[romulusmoon]

Romulus wasn't impressed at all by her acting all high and mighty around him like she owned the place. In fact, she didn't even know half of the things he had planned, and he perhaps had to go for her next of kin to get her attention. Attacking a Greyback would definitely make her set her sights on him and perhaps try to get him back too. There were only a few werewolves he could really do that with, but what was his own choice in this whole mess seemed rather one-sided. "Well, I may be above mud bloods, but what does that prove? I'm still going to always be here, and you just might be surprised what you're missing. I saved your life when we were younger, and yet you can't see that I tried helping you even now. Hell, sure I may follow you like a lost pup, but I'm never ever going to stop obsessing over you..ever no matter who I'm with," he said to her.

Romulus really hated admitting his true feelings, but that was definitely how he felt as he looked at her beautiful features. Those lovely eyes of hers held his own and then he realized he was staring as he licked his lips softly. Just a natural reaction he always got when looking at her as he let his body just naturally push up against her form once as he let go of her. Giving her enough room to move around without being too foreboding, and decided to actually let her talk to him for a change. "If all you're doing is heading back to the dungeon to talk with your so-called friends, then I doubt I could be wasting any of your 'valuable' 'time, as it is. This will be quick, oh and by things to do you mean more boys?" he retorted quite coolly.

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[zmeyette]

Zmeyette was backed into a corner, which she had allowed to happen, by Romulus Moon. A werewolf who just wouldn't stop obsessing over her. Zmeyette knew she was gorgeous but who knew her beauty would cause such stalker like behavior. It didn't help matters that the two fo them had grown up together and Zmeyette was practically promised to the boy, something she would definetly speak to her father about during their next meeting. She would not spend the rest of her life with a fool like him.

The dirt under her finger nails, which she had just begun to examine as Romulus spoke, seemed ot be quite facsinating to the young woman who obviously had nothing better to do in a situation like this. Romulus was no more deserving of her attention than the very dirt under her manicured nails but it seemed as if the dirt particules were winning this battle. Finally the annoying noise of his voice quite and Zmeyette let out a long, over dramatc sigh. "Done yet?" She asked.

Everything he was saying was completely and utter rubbish, well except the part of him following her around like a lost pup. "Look Romulus, stop trying to play it off as if you saved my life. We both know you almost killed me that day so stop trying to pretend you are a hero." She said, narrowing her eyes at him. "Secondly, I have to say I'm quite proud of you. You took the first step since you admitted you have a problem. Now its time for you to go seek help." she said with sarcasm.

When Romulus pushed himself on her for a second she almost gagged, digusted by their body contact. It wasn't just the fact that he was a Hufflepuff but it seriously creeped her out the way he wanted her so badly. Hadn't he heard of playing hard to get? "Oh please, you are just jealous because you can't even get into these pants when almost everyone of worth in this school has." She spat not caring that was a dig at her own promiscuity.

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[romulusmoon]

Romulus honestly thought this was a boring conversation already and decided to mimic her just to annoy her for a moment or two. Examining his own nails as if he was acting all precious and then smirked softly. "Careful, you don't want to bite off more than you can chew, but then again, you're even lucky you're alive. As for the help, I'm afraid, I've found the cure, I just wish it didn't have to be such a sow at times," he stated towards her, and smirked at her as he said this. Of course, belittling her wouldn't do anything, but he had insulted her just as much knowing fully well who her father was. Romulus would rather have a stake driven through him than meeting with Fenrir, but he was treading the ground carefully with the words he had chosen.

Finally just licking his lips once more as he clearly took in her figure just to disgust her further on purpose and did a total wink in her direction as he pulled away from her to give her some breathing space. "Oh my, I can breathe again, now that the smell of betrayal is out of my senses," he growled towards her. It was more or less just a guttural reflex he had when his hackles were starting to rise. Luckily for her, he was in a rather calm mood right now, but when he looked back he was always calm. Slytherin -would- have been a great house had he wanted to be there, but his indecisiveness had landed him in Hufflepuff.

"You know, maybe I should leave you alone for a little bit, until you realize how much you'll miss me actually wanting to treat you like a real women. Sure, these other guys give you what you need, but you'll never feel complete without me at all. How many of them have hurt you? I promise to literally flay them if they do anything to harm you at all," he said to her, gritting his teeth lightly, and now his eyes roamed over her form just once more without any care of what she would do in return for him staring at her.

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[zmeyette]

How did the saying go, that mocking was a form of flattery? Perhaps in some cases it could be but Romulus was making the gesture quite annoying as he copied her disdain expression toward his nails. "Pathetic." She huffed with a roll of her eyes. Her arms were now folded beneath her breast, pushing them up that much further. It wasn't an action planned to get Romulus's attention but Zmeyette was sure it would be something he focused on. "Ah, yes I have read once where threats were surely a way to a woman's heart." She said sarcastically not bothering to even look at Romulus who had disrespected her in more than one way since their little exchange began.

If the brick wall hadn't been right against her back Zmeyette would have put more distance between Romulus and herself as he made repulsive gestures, although not extreme, the hints still bothered her. Did he need to show in such an obvious way that he wanted her? It wasn't becoming at all. "Betrayal? I haven't betrayed you in any way." she snapped. Of course Zmeyette wasn't the perfect girl but she knew when she made mistake or hurt others for it was always intentional.

"Yup, I'm sure that is what I need. For you to leave me alone." She said with a tad bit of eagerness. At least this would grant her some privacy even if it lasted for a few weeks it would be worth it. Though she had no idea why Romulus would have thought in his absences her heart would grow fonder, there was no proof that it would. The conversation seemed to be heading in her favor until Romulus mentioned the part about how she had been hurt by guys, well mainly one, and the memories caused her steely glare to falter for a second. "Guys have not harmed me in any way. I'm capable of handling myself without you in the background." Zmeyette spat.

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[romulusmoon]

Romulus caught the falter in her step and he nearly pounced at that opportunity to see who was getting underneath her skin besides him. The guy wasn't dumb and he knew she slept around just to get back at him. It really didn't matter and being the clingy type wasn't his style that much either. Yet, when he had heard the words when he had been a kid to be promised to her that did upset him a little when she resented him for almost drowning her in her own blood. It was purely accidental, but the fact he had almost killed her too would have lead him to believe he had a good heart somewhere within. There wasn't anything wrong with that though as he started to figure out her angle in all of this. Obviously she was doing well in trying to get rid of him.

"I'm afraid you'll never get rid of me, and I'll never give you peace until you accept the offer. You're really turning down a rather good deal, but if you still are pretending that you don't care. Fine....just so you know I'll always be three steps behind you wherever you look," he said to her beaming quite proudly. As if that was something to be proud of, but Romulus didn't have much of a life outside of stalking Zmeyette whenever he knew her schedule. Having placed various people from the Hufflepuff house, as well as studying her movements to the common places she went. One particular area was the Forbidden Forest, but Romulus didn't venture out of the castle to follow her since he knew better. Deciding to just take this conversation a step further.

Finally licking his lips softly as he looked over Zmeyette's figure and had cursed her for even thinking of the notion of sleeping with his brother. That had still royally pissed him off, but he wasn't going to bring that up since his anger was kept well in check compared to others like that one Slytherin boy. Romulus had easily riled him up, but he hadn't beat him to a pulp yet. That would be saved for a later date since he knew he had hurt Zmeyette in a way that no one else would have ever thought possibles aside from Romulus.

Standing his ground he shrugged his shoulders, "So you call stomping around after you with said Slytherin boy and trying to cause an uproar due to the fact he couldn't commit to you? Just saying is all, and you call me pathetic," he said to her...not really holding anything back right now. Romulus was just testing her patience to see how far he could go before she walked away.

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