Connor and Cess's break up (?? lol)

[Sarah]

Connor sat at the center of the large yellow armchair, directly in front of the fireplace in the Hufflepuff Common Room. It wasn’t a tacky yellow, but a nice pale shade, or that’s what it looked like in the light from the fireplace. He sat there, staring into the dancing flames, thinking it over and over. He knew he had to break up with Francesca. It wasn’t for his benefit, or anything, but for her. Of course, he loved her and that was why he was going to break up with her. He couldn’t take this relationship to post school. How would he support her? But the real question was, how would he tell her? He could either lie to her and tell her that it wasn’t working anymore; that he wasn’t feeling it anymore. Or he could plainly tell her the truth and say that he had caused her trouble in the past, why would he be good enough in the future?

The first choice was easier for Connor. He could just simply tell her that it wasn’t working anymore. It would definitely be easy on him, but not for Francesca. She could think that he had an eye on some other girl or whatever. Connor stopped his thoughts of that choice right there. That wouldn’t be the right thing. She deserved to know why. She would even take it easier, perhaps. In the second option, he would just plain out tell her that because of him she got disowned. Because of him she is called a blood traitor. Because of him she got into that fight with Demetrius. Or whatever happened between her and Demetrius was because of him. And finally, he was poor. He couldn’t support her in the future. They’d be living on the streets, practically. He knows that she would probably say that she has enough money for the two of them, but does she deserve that? To support someone else? No, Connor thought.

He decided on the second choice, but now had to decide when and where to tell her. Feeling that the earliest would be the best, Connor decided to ask her to come meet him ion his Common Room. He began to take a piece of parchment out from his satchel along with his quill and ink, but quickly thought that he should sit somewhere else. She might come to this armchair and sit close to him, or on his lap, and that wasn’t really the position he wanted her in for this situation. He took his writing equipment to a nearby, small desk with one chair on one side and the other chair facing it on the opposite side. He sat down at one chair, dipped his quill into the ink and began to write in messy handwriting,

Can we meet?
Hufflepuff Common Room – Hippogriff
-Connor

Connor sighed a bit and put his quill and ink away and took out his wand. He transformed the paper into a plane and sent it to wherever Francesca was, hoping that nobody else would get the message or destroy it on the way to her. Now all he had to do was wait- nervously.

[Taylor]

Francesca yawned, sitting up. Wow, she had slept late again. Standing up, she got changed into normal clothes. Pulling her hair into a loose pony tail, she watched as a paper plane slipped under her dorm from the little space under it. Catching it as it swerved up, she read it slowly. Okay, he wanted to meet her. Cool. Placing her wand in her pocket, she walked of the dorm, and out of the common room. She thought of the possibilities of what he was going to tell her. Francesca couldn't think of anything, and really didn't care.

Finally getting to the Hufflepuff Common Room portrait, "Hippogriff ?" She said, hoping it was right. It swung open and she walked it, looking around. She had been in the Hufflepuff common room about one or twice. Spotting Connor, she walked over, sitting in the chair across him. "Yes ?" She said, sitting up straight to above her back hurting, and to be comfortable. Her eyes looked around the common room, it was pretty..okay.

Looking at him softly, she had no idea what to expect. Something bad- run to Ethan, something good..and she didn't know.

[Sarah]

Connor gave her a weak smile as she sat in front of him. He tried to swallow the lump in his throat, but to no avail. He avoided looking at her and concentrated on a spot on the wall behind her. "Uhh," he started to say, before he completely blanked out. How was he going to start this? Should he just blurt it out and get it over? "Cess.. I think," he sighed, "I mean, I don't think we should be together anymore."
Connor bit his lip slightly and searched her face for a reaction. He could explain after she yells, hexes, or whatever the hell she would do. But he would still tell her why. It was important for her to know that he still loved her.

[Taylor]

Looking at him, hearing the words. It took a moment to understand them, but she stood up, pushing the chair forcefully away from her. Francesca didn't even look at him, she just walked away. She wouldn't hex him, no, she couldn't do that. No yelling, that wouldn't fix anything. Walking to the door, she tried pulling it open. "Someone open this fucking god damn door." She yelled, failing to open it. Francesca held back tears, keep telling herself that Connor wasn't worth crying other. She could live with out him. She needed to go to Ethan right now, her best friend. Looking at the door, she tried pulling it open, not even bothering to think of pushing it.

She sighed, continuing trying to pull the door open. Francesca didn't care if he still loved her, she still loved him too. But she didn't care. No, not anymore. He broke up with her. That was her problem, but she refused to acknowledge it. She just planned on talking to Ethan, yes, that could work.

[Sarah]

Running his hand through his hair, Connor got up from his seat. Well, that went lovely, didn't it? he thought to himself. Derek and Aramis were playing some sort of game in the corner of the room, either Wizarding chess or Wizard snap, and got up when they heard Francesca shout. Connor waved them off and they sat down. At least he would get a chance to tell her why. And at least she didn't hex him. Connor walked up to her, unafraid of her anger, and grabbed her by her shoulders, trying to make her look him in his face while he explained.
"Cess.." Connor began to explain. "It's just because.." he said, trying to find what exactly he was trying to say. "Because, in the future," that didn't work, either. He didn't want to say that he wanted to spend his whole life with her and marry her. What if she wasn't thinking that? That would be the stupidest thing he's done. "I was thinking.." he said, softly, "I can't cause you anymore pain." And with those words, Connor gently opened the door that she was trying to open.

[Taylor]

Francesca didn't even look at him. She looked at the ground. "What? Down you are good at Divination?" She asked softly, looking at his face. Ah, she would probably miss kissing him, greatly. "Hm? Pain? What pain? Physically, nothing. Emotionally? Nothing. The disowning wasn't entirely your fault. I hung out with other muggle-borns, Connor. What have you done? Nothing." She said softly, cocking her head. Nodding as he opened the door, she walked out.

She didn't even care where she was going. The kitchen was near here, right? Okay, she could do that. And go eat...ice cream! Yeah. That could work. Maybe Ethan could random pop up. And she could eat all kinds of ice cream with him. Then they could talk about their lives. Like rainbows and trees. And maybe socks.

[Sarah]

Connor couldn't get the words out of his mouth. His throat was tight and felt like he couldn't breathe. He was helpless and just let Francesca go. He felt like the world's biggest idiot. Just letting her go. He sighed and turned back, shutting the door. Ignoring everyone, Connor went up to his dorm and laid down on his bed. He couldn't even sleep.

ooc.
crappy, i know
finished?