Post by Haine on Jan 3, 2010 13:42:41 GMT -5
But still I feign confusion
You know how hard it can be
To keep believing in me
When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy and when
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
You know how hard it can be
To keep believing in me
When everything and everyone
Becomes my enemy and when
There's nothing more you can do
I'm gonna blame it on you
"Mary MacDonald is Mulciber's problem, not mine. It's not my fault that the girl hates me too." Well, he was technically the accomplice, perhaps giving Mary a reason to hatewant to kill painfully yet probably wouldn't, seeing as she now seemed to be scared ofNoah. Yet he wasn't going to make a point of mentioning that to Francesca. Just like he'd made a point of making sure that his parents never found out what happened either.
He rolled his eyes. "Yes Arlington, I did this even though you completely repulse me, as I do you, yet what the hell? Why should that small fact stop us from getting married!" Noah deadpanned, while his mind once again silently bordered on stupidity. This time it was thinking that perhaps the engagement was Francesca's idea, since she was so damn quick to accuse. It wouldn't have actually surprised him all that much if it was true- she was most certainly wierd like that.
"Really now, where did you get such an idea?" he continued, "There's no way on god's green earth that we'd ever 'love' each other, let alone ever get past 'extreme hatred'." It had taken the two this long just to move up from 'complete and utter loathing'.
"Sadistic? More than likely. Animal killer? No. I generally prefer animals to stay the hell away from me. You obviously don't know me very well either. Wierd, huh?" was the eventual smug reply.
“Now, since neither wasn’t one of your choices, I assume you meant my way!” he said with a rogue-ish grin, before picking Francesca up and carrying her out of the common room, with little care for being gentle. It was hard to be gentle if she was going to struggle – plus, the girl was heavier than Noah had thought. He put her down on the dungeon corridor outside. “Now, anything else you would like to waste my time with, or are we at least finished for the moment?”
That was certainly blunt.• • • • • • • • • • • • • • • •
DATE Uhm... 23rd November, whatever year it was?
TIME OF DAY Evening?
WEATHER Idfk.
LOCATION Slytherin Dungeons
STATUS Done!
WORDS 335
TAG TAYLOR!
NOTES