--- chasing down the feeling.

[embry w. carrow]

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[/color] He muttered, slightly under his breath, though he didn't wait for her answer. He simply pulled the chair back and plopped down onto it, before crossing his arms over his chest. He looked her over while biting the inside of his cheek, then feigned some intense interest in the woodworking of the table.

"You look... pretty."[/color] Merlin, he shouldn't even be allowed to make small talk. What he said was genuine, though, no matter how awkward it was. He didn't say anything else, and instead started to pick at the wood of the table, fully aware of how coincidental it was that he ran into her now, of all times. Then again, maybe it wasn't coincidence at all.[/div]

tag: aus blake, idk how many words, i'm tired so this probably has lots of mistakes. whoops. EXCITED FOR THEM THOUGH. <3

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[autumn s. blake]

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to say that the past few months hadn’t been hard would be a lie. she knew it was, her friends knew it was, the whole thing. they didn’t quite know why she was so annoyed at the idea of love, but they did know something was up. thankfully they didn’t go and pester her with questions though. aus liked to think that it was because they were being considerate, but there was always that possibility of them just not being that interested. then again, her and problems were like peanut butter and jelly. she always had something up. she was just that sort of dysfunctional. that’s why she found herself at a cafe just nearby. she hadn’t really meant to go inside- mainly because of all of the couples nearby, but it just happened. of course she couldn’t quite hold back her words. her being her, she had the tendency to talk whenever she really did feel like it. aus nearly spat at one of the couples who were making out nearby and at another, shouting, “what’s the point of love? you’re gonna break up anyways!” yeah, it hadn’t been that pretty of a sight. most of them just ignored her and the ones that didn’t, gave her nasty glares. it didn’t matter to her though. she could hardly care less. they probably weren’t that thrilled then when she entered into the cafe. it was more of a couples spot and since she was already shooing those potential customers away, the hand holding and the kissing went to a different store or cafe or whatever. aus was glad, not wanting to deal with all of that crap. the cafe was quaint. it was adorably small and the people were friendly enough to get by. she had been here since they opened at nine o’clock, simply sitting at back end table. she had been stirring her now cold coffee for the past two hours, staring into space. this was a terrible way to spend the weekend...

she wished she could have done something different. she wished maybe, her family hadn’t moved to the uk and she was stuck in salem academy. she wished that she had never met him. she wished she was better at this whole relationships thing. there was so many things she regretted, wished, and hoped for that getting them all back seemed impossible. now really, if she had been thinking properly, aus would have wished that nothing changed. she liked the uk. she didn’t mind the idea of love. and mostly, she didn’t mind him either. for the most part. the feelings for him were still mixed and confusing for her. she wasn’t that great at solving problems. and gee whiz, she could barely solve her own feelings. the things she felt for him had both extremes. on one hand, she did like him. but at the moment, most of the stuff she could think of were negative. she hated him. she hated the way he made her feel. she hated the way he touched her. she hated the way he broke up with her. there were so many things that her mind trailed, trying to think of all the ways she could hate him, that she didn’t even notice him walk up to her table. he had always been a rather silent guy, nearly scaring her out of her wits at times, but it didn’t matter. that was part of him and well, she learned to adjust. it was just one of the things that made him... him.

aus glanced down, trying to figure what to say. of course he would take a seat. she would’ve done the same if the situation had been vice versa. everything around her seemed to disappear. and although she wanted to disappear with it as well, this was... it was sort of nice. i guess. as nice as talking with someone who tapped into all of your deepest feelings could be, really. she bit her lip lightly, crossing her legs under the table. be normal, yeah... just be nomal. “thanks. you do too...” there was a short pause between the two as she realized what she had just said. aus had never been that great with relationships. unfortunately that meant she was terrible with romantic ideas, catchy pick up lines, and killer looking wardrobe. her tackiness in all of these realms were definitely a let down on both parts. while she had great communication skills, the romance department was sure lackin’ a bit. did i mention she was incredibly awkward at times? which was funny. her? awkward? strange? mhmm, it was only around embry when that happened. “i mean, not like pretty, but like,” she put her hand onto her forehead and groaned a little bit, “you know what i mean.” yeah, great job aus, great job. ugh, she hated these sort of pauses, these sort of conversations. it was just... it made her feel even more insecure than what she let on.



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 893 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. awww! i'm excited too! this isn't the best post- BUT! it'll get better. i sweeear <33

[embry w. carrow]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » FIRE IT UP. Embry Carrow was a man that was so far in denial, he didn't know which way was up. He didn't just deny and repress everything that he felt for Aus; he denied lots of things. He claimed that he didn't care about anyone and acted like this big, tough guy who didn't give a shit. While it was true that he could've cared less about plenty of things that didn't interest him, it was a lie when he said he didn't care about anyone. He cared about his family more than he would ever admit, and he cared about the girl sitting across from him more than he could ever describe. But bottling up the feelings that he had and burying them deep down, that seemed easier and less scary than facing them, or worse, losing her again. Sure, he was the one who initiated the break up, but it was an impulsive decision that he made sheerly out of his shame of being a werewolf. It seemed like he missed her more and more with each passing day, but he'd become accustomed to the dull, hollow feeling that overtook him when they broke up. He'd been miserable at first, but things had gotten... not better, but bearable. He thought that if he waited long enough, this stupid, aching feeling in his chest would go away. But it didn't, not by a long shot. It bordered on comical, the fact that both of them were so painfully horrible at relationships. The most serious relationship that he'd ever had was with her, though, and on some level, he didn't really care that she wasn't good at it. He didn't want some girl who knew exactly what to say at exactly the right time, who wore perfect clothes and had perfect hair all the time. He wanted her. Truthfully, the thought of him being with any other woman made him cringe and feel slightly sick to his stomach, which was something that he wished he could change. Things only felt right with Aus, when it came to terms of love and romance. Of course, if she were to go off and date some other bloke, he technically had to just sit back and be okay with that. He'd broken up with her, after all, and she had the right to go out and be with who she wanted to be with. But that didn't make him any less infuriated, and he was certain that if he caught her with some other guy, he would just about tear his stupid jugular out. Ah, the joys of being a hyper-threatening werewolf. He felt a little strange, sitting in the small and quaint cafe. Embry was a rugged sort of fellow, and considering that he'd grown over a foot taller since being turned a few years back, being in smaller places made him feel cramped and awkward. Not like this situation could really get much more awkward, but he seemed to blow right past that. It was refreshing to see her again, and even though it hurt and tore open some scars, he didn't really care. He missed her, and he wanted to talk to her, but getting the conversation going was probably the hardest part. He smiled a little, his dark, tired eyes looking over her blonde hair which cascaded onto her shoulders. He was dressed in a white button-up and pair of jeans, like usual, but he was wiggling his feet about uncomfortably in his shoes. He hated shoes, but he tended to get kicked out when he walked into places without them. "I think the phrase you're looking for is ruggedly handsome." He joked, giving her that amused, wolfish half-smile that he usually sported when they were together. Even though he was kidding, Embry was probably the definition of the phrase ruggedly handsome. He had the scars, the messy hair, and that mysterious sort of aura about him. Of course, Aus knew him much better than most people did: he wasn't very mysterious to her any more, was he? "How've you been? Did you have a good summer?"

[/color] It was very unlike him to be so talkative towards someone else, but... c'mon, this was Aus. He loved the girl, no matter how much he denied it, and he was curious as to how she'd been for the past few months.[/div]

tag: aus blake, idk how many words, alksdfhaiwoefajsdld they kill me.

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[autumn s. blake]

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the funny thing between her and embry was that they were so similar that it was a bit scary at times. aus knew he was horrible at admitting feelings. he was horrible at admitting anything, really. she tried to get him to tell her that he lost in a game of monopoly one time, the only game she really could be him at, fair and square. everything else, he usually won since she stupidly chose the games with like. long words and strategy things. that wasn’t her style. anyways! embry refused to talk about the loss afterwards, no matter ho wmuch she poked and prodded him to. but still, they were both rather crappy at trying to admit their feelings. aus hated more than anything in the world, drama and gossip and problems about feelings. there was a reason why she didn’t quite get along very well with a lot of girls. they talked about their feelings and their problems and how they felt about him and whatever. it made her feel sick. the idea of actually having to come to conclusions with ‘her heart’ as people would say seemed ridiculous. it took her the longest time to figure out she liked embry and it took even longer for her to come to the conclusion that they were no longer together. she told herself that they didn’t match. they were socially and emotionally unable to be a stable couple. she was gryffindor. he was slytherin. she was muggleborn. he was pureblood. he was proper and whatever and she was from the bad parts of town. it wasn’t a fairytale. there was no happy ending.

but if that were so, then why did she get jittery?

why did her hands get clammy? why did her cheeks burn? and why did her heart race every time she thought of him? and the fact that he was here right now made her feel excited! and nervous as well. she didn’t know how to control her feelings and so she also didn’t know whether her face red or whether he could hear the pounding of her chest. she wanted to tell him she missed him. she wanted to say that she didn’t care about his secret. she wanted to tell him so many things, but none of it would come out. she had kept her mouth shut for so long that she wasn’t sure she would be able to ever tell him any of it. embry looked pretty much the same. maybe a little more tired, but that wasn’t the thing she paid too much attention to. did his hair always wave out to the left? was he always like this in public? the way she was with him? she knew that probably wasn’t the answer, but the break up made her realize that there were so many things she missed about him and now. now that he was here, she just wanted to learn everything that made embry, embry. her embry, really.

she couldn’t help but let out a laugh and shook her head, “or maybe hugely egotistical,” she smirked and leaned back in her chair. the thought of acting casual around embry was almost impossible. everything about the two was just natural. she tried hard to act normal but with him, it... it just happened and she didn’t know what else to say about it. aus remembered talking with one of her friends and they had seen the two doing tutoring sessions. as much as they were arguing and whispering rather loudly in the library, she had said they undoubtedly had chemistry. aus being aus had denied it, but throughout the day, the idea rang through her head. they didn’t have chemistry... no, they didn’t. for gawd’s sake, they were in opposite houses. they grew up in completely different worlds and were only forced together in tutoring sessions. yet, the memory suddenly became important at this time. she didn’t know why, but something about them clicked and she liked it. she had always liked it but it wasn’t till now that she recognized the word. chemistry. she grinned, rather a little too cheerfully than what she felt, “yeah, had a good summer. just... hanging out with my brothers and friends and stuff.” most of it had been sulking in her own room and only when she had to, she was forced from her room. brian and jason had unfortunately had to suffer her protests and at time attempts at fist fighting, but it was the first real break up since who knows when. “how ‘bout you?” she asked, vaguely remembering something happened in the carrows, but not really being able to remember it at this time. she had the worst memory whatsoever and she knew she should have recalled it, but no dice. nothing. aus took a sip from her cold coffee and scrunched her nose. “bloody science,” she cursed and put her cup down. a waitress walked by and she put her hand up, slightly obnoxiously, “‘scuse me- mind giving me a new cup? yeah thanks.” she glanced at embry and gave him half smile- the sort that they gave each other as if there were a secret between them. and only them, “want anything? my treat.” well, it was only polite to offer, right? still, the look that the girl was giving him. she forgot what it was like to be jealous and the idea made her feel sick. damn, she really should get some therapy or something because this whole ‘forget your boyfriend’ thing just wasn’t working out for her.



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 931 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. asdfghjkl; I KNOW! THEY'RE SOOOO CUUUTE! i forgot how much i loved them!

[embry w. carrow]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » FIRE IT UP. It seemed like, to him, the rest of the world just faded to an unimportant shade of gray when he was around her. It was like everything else took the back seat to importance, and she was the only thing that he was capable of focusing on. It was... truthfully, it was torture, sitting across from her in his usual polite fashion, pretending that everything was fine and that it didn't bother him that they broke up. Hell, Embry had even tried to pretend like the death of his sister didn't bother him. He just bottled it up and repressed whatever it was that he felt, and hoped that it would go away. But his feelings for Aus didn't go away, not by a long shot, and he figured he would actually have to face the death of Katherine eventually, as much as he really didn't want to. The fact that he denied everything all the time tended to hurt him more than it helped him, as he was very slowly starting to realize. "Yeah, that too."

[/color] He snorted, rolling his eyes as he crossed his legs and stretched them out in front of him. Of course, Embry was a tall guy, and he tended to forget this, so his feet inadvertently collided with her legs in the process of his stretching out. He swore under his breath, perhaps muttering an apology to her between the obscenities, then retracted his legs and looked intently down at his knees. "But you're already aware of the fact that I'm an arrogant prat, so that's no big surprise or anything. Right?"[/color] He tilted his head to the side curiously, watching her. Did she know how bloody hard it was to sit across from her, without just... throwing the table across the room to start kissing her. He had all of these wildly animalistic urges which were increasingly hard to subdue when she was actually sitting directly across from him, smiling and laughing as if nothing bad had happened between them. He found himself staring at her longingly, barely paying attention to her answer, before snapping out of his trance a few moments after she asked her question.

"What? Oh, yeah... my summer was fine. Just brilliant."[/color] His tone of voice was obviously sarcastic, and he started picking at the stitching on his shirt, exhaling slowly. She hadn't told anyone about the werewolf thing, so he supposed she wouldn't blab about the sister thing too much, either. Not that his sister's death was really much of a secret, it just wasn't something that he liked to confront unless he had to. After a long pause, he finally spoke up again. "My sister died."[/color] He said, simply, as if completely unaffected by this. He couldn't make eye contact as he said it, though, and found himself staring intensely down at his hands. His jaw clenched as he took a few slow breaths, then shook his head. "Katherine died."[/color] His voice was hardly above a whisper, mainly because he didn't want her to pick up on how heartbroken he sounded. Out of all of his siblings, Katherine was the one who got along with just about everyone. She'd been a hufflepuff, a bit more outgoing and crazy than Katerina, but it seemed like everyone adored her. And now she was just... gone.

He looked up when Aus rather obnoxiously got the attention of the waitress, then glanced between the two of them with his eyebrows raised. He was completely unaware that the girl was making eyes at him, but simply nodded and shrugged. "Uh, yeah... thanks. I'll have a cup, too."[/color] He mumbled, running a hand through his already messy hair, then slumped back further into his chair. Normally he'd reject people offering him things, but... this was Aus. Besides, he'd been drinking lots of coffee since he'd changed, just so the insomnia that he got near the full moons was a little more bearable. After a slightly awkward pause, Embry cleared his throat and leaned forward, slightly closer to her than he'd been during the whole conversation. Dammit, her scent was... intoxicating. It was so familiar, something that he didn't want to ever live without. "So, er... have you been dating anyone since...?"[/color] He really knew how to make conversations more awkward than they already were, didn't he?[/div]

tag: aus blake, idk how many words, I KNOW ME TOO AHHH. <33

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[autumn s. blake]

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to say that the break up had been easy on her was a lie. she found herself lying on her bed, staring at the ceiling for hours. sometimes she would point a wand to her forehead, debating on saying the word ‘obliviate’. she wished she could forget about it. she wished she could just move on, but leaving someone you truly care about is difficult. aus had never really had a hard thing in her life to deal with, besides, maybe the move. but other than that, she had a pretty easy life. even the whole thing with the crime life or whatever you wanted to call it seemed harmless compared to this. but seeing him right there in person seemed impossible. for years he drove her up the wall, had her excel in several classes, annnd made himself a key part of her life? it seemed to be impossible and the only way she could really ignore the whole fact that she still cared about him was to pretend nothing had happened. pretend that they had never gone out. pretend it wasn’t that big of a deal. do anything it took. so when his feet accidentally collided into hers, she jumped a little. not at the bump, more of at the surprise excitement that shot through her body like a rocket. damnit! aus, focus! “‘xactly,” she grinned, trying to ignore the emotions that just took place in the past few seconds, “nothin’s that surprising about you anymore, em.”

almost instantly her smile dropped and her eyes widened. she didn’t ask how it happened, she didn’t know how it happened, all she knew was that she knew embry a little better than she thought at this point. and the way he was dealing with it probably wasn’t the best way to deal with any situation. frankly, she knew this because she did the same. “i know you’ve probably heard this a million times, but... i...” she paused trying to figure out how to say it. for most people, she would have said ‘i’m sorry to hear’. heck, everyone would have said that. but she also knew how it got to some when everyone was constantly saying it. she had seen it in television shows, she had seen it on reality shows- she was starting to sound like she watched way too much television... but people did not like that approach. it was like rubbing it in that the person wasn’t going to come back. they weren’t ever going to come back and that was always the biggest blow... or well, that’s what she thought. she had never lost anyone super close. even when she lived in oakland and with its high crime rate, she never paid much attention to the news. aus bit her bottom lip, her hands clasped together, “if there’s anything i can do... just tell me.” she looked towards him, both uncertain and worried at the same time. he was probably beating himself up about the whole thing. he wasn’t very good at repressing his anger- even she knew that and that was the last thing she wanted. really, that was the last thing she wanted. funny how she spent her whole life revolved around herself and suddenly, in all a matter of a few years, it was now someone else. you know, now that she thought about it, it did feel like she lost someone. she lost embry. and the fact he was here right now didn’t help as well. it just reminded her of all that was gone. and the feeling just her feel... empty.

she could actually feel the blood rising to her face. of course he would ask that. in fact, she would have asked him the same thing if he hadn’t beaten her to the punch line. it was the question that anyone would have wanted to know if... well, you know. her fingers drummed along the table edges to a tune that vaguely sounded like jingle bells. she was trying to move on. he was the one who broke up with her. she had a right! she really did!... right? everything about her answers screamed uncertainty and yet she didn’t know what to say. why the hell did she feel so guilty? was it because the boy she was sitting right across from was the one who had her heart? or that every thought of him just made her feel jittery? or even that she didn’t care about anyone else in the world more than she cared for him? no matter how corny that sounded, it was all true. damnit, she sounded like a frickin’ hallmark card. aus cleared her throat. why the hell couldn’t she lie like every other girl would have? “um. not really...” she rubbed the back of her neck, trying to avoid eye contact. still, she couldn’t help but glance at embry to see what he thought of the whole... ‘ordeal’, you can call it. “i mean... uh, i’m sorta going for drinks with lestrange this friday...” aus licked her lips and tried to add quickly, “y’knowlikefriendsnothingseriousidon’tevenlikehim he’ssuchanarseimeanseriously.” it came out all too fast and she was trying to hide the fact that she was the one at fault. she didn’t want to go, really. i mean, alcott lestrange? he was the like, biggest prick in hogwarts. his name made her skin crawl and the things she heard about him made her want to punch him in the face. aus didn’t even know why she said yes. maybe it was to get him to shut up. maybe it was to get him to bug off and shove off for good. or maybe it was to ease the dull pain that had set inside her for the past few months. the silence was much too long and much too scary for her to continue. normally she was the one who always seemed to have something to say, but right now, she was at loss for words. “and,” she took a sip of her cold coffee, ignoring the bitter taste, “how about you?”



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 1013 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. i swear, they represent every single love song that's ever been made. just saying (:

[embry w. carrow]

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[/color] He replied with an undeniable charming grin, though it was somewhat rugged and wolfish at the same time. And that's when he brought up Katherine.

He didn't like seeing her like that; all upset and not smiling. Without hesitating, he leaned over and instinctively put his large hand over hers in a surprisingly comforting matter. His dark eyes met her bright blue ones, an honest look on his face as he watched her. "It's alright."[/color] He said, quietly, patting her hand once or twice. There was a large scar on the back of his hand, one that ran up onto his arm, which his shirt sleeve then covered. He'd got it from his last encounter at the full moon, no doubt, but upon realizing that Aus could notice it, he slowly retracted his arm and crossed it over his chest. "It's not your fault she's gone."[/color] He mumbled, looking down at his feet. Obviously, when he said that it was alright, he didn't mean that it was alright that his sister was dead. That was bloody devastating, something that would take years for him to get over - if he ever truly did. He was comforting Aus, though, simply because he didn't want her to feel bad over him dropping a bomb like that on her. He would've been frustrated if anyone else had tried talking to him about it, but with Aus, there just... wasn't anger. He was angry at her when she acted like an idiot, yeah, but he was never genuinely furious with her, like he was with so many other people. Truthfully, Aus was just about the only person that was on his good list; everyone else in his life had been on it at some point or another. "I don't think there's anything you can do, really."[/color] He said, sighing quietly. There was something she could do - or both of them could do, rather - that would make him at least a bit more cheerful. But getting back together seemed like it would never happen at this point.

He could pick up on things much more easily, since he'd been changed into a werewolf. Before, he'd usually been completely and entirely unaware of the emotions of the people surrounding him, always too wrapped up in himself to give them the time of day. Of course, he'd dated Aus after the change, and he'd always been a little more susceptible to her emotions. Not that she was a particularly emotional girl - which was something that he liked about her - but everyone was bound to be sad at some point, they couldn't constantly be happy. But what he sensed now wasn't happiness or sadness, it was like... guilt. By the way she looked down and blushed, drumming her fingers on the edge of the table... her body language answered his question, really. He felt his heart drop to his stomach and a lump started to rise in his throat as he looked away as well, entirely unconvinced by her answer. However, when she brought up Alcott, he could only process two things in his mind: anger and jealousy. "He's my cousin. And even more of a dick than I am."[/color] He grumbled, sounding completely unamused by the prospect of this gathering for drinks. Then again, he'd broken up with her. He couldn't be jealous. But yet... he was. God, that was all he could think of: just the raging jealousy, picturing the two of them together. He shook his head at her question, still scowling at the mental image in his mind. "No, not really. I'm not really interested in dating anyone."[/color] Anyone other than Aus, that is. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to think of being with anyone else. It just didn't fit. It didn't work. She could run off and... marry someone else, if that was what she wanted to do, but he was convinced that he was going to be hung up on her for his whole life.
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aus couldn’t help it. it was almost like she just drank a shot of firewhiskey, but ten times more. the feeling of her hand in his was electrifying and she had to bite her lip to keep herself from jumping once again. she wasn’t going to blow it. she didn’t like him. not anymore... no, that wasn’t the case. it couldn’t be. she nodded slowly, “‘kay... although i do hope you know that i’m not an idjit.” and she left it at that. frankly, there wasn’t much else she could say. if he wanted to talk about it, he would- although she had a feeling that might not come out that well. she just wanted to help in any way possible and if it meant shutting up, which she wasn’t that great at, she would do that too. she was about to reach for her cup of cold coffee when she noticed something. and it wasn’t that hard to notice. or well, not for her. she could still feel his every touch on her body and so well... she knew when something was different. slowly, almost painfully slowly, aus reached out, taking his hand and pulling his sleeve back to reveal a big gash. her eyes were almost mesmerized by the scar and finally when she managed to look at him, her expression must have been something. something else. she didn’t know what it was since she didn’t quite have a mirror, but she could feel the worried instinct coming back to her. she never really thought she’d ever feel so strongly towards someone where their pain became her own and she wasn’t quite sure how to deal with it either. she wanted to take away his every misery, his every horror and make them better. not quite the butterflies and rainbows, but something a little more... a little more them. if she could choose something like the room of requirements for them, it would be the scene of the black lake. the snow would be lightly frosting the tree branches and the lake was frozen over. there would be no one, but just two figures near the shores. one would be covered in blankets and the other would have no shoes. “does it... hurt?” aus asked, her voice hushed, unconscious that her hand was still in his. the position just felt so normal, so comforting. she did wish she could stay in that mind frame of serenity forever, but then lestrange’s name was brought back up and it made her feel rather uneasy.

she probably had the same expression on her face as she crossed her own arms and rolled her eyes. “i know,” she grumbled back, “he wouldn’t shut up about the bloody thing. had to do it somehow.” now on a normal basis, she would have smacked the boy to his grave. i mean seriously? why in hell would she have agreed to lestrange of all people? it wasn’t because she thought he was good looking. ‘cause honestly, the boy had enough of an ego. not only that, but he was a snake! there was no way she was dating that sort of guy... with one exception, of course. but she knew embry wasn’t pleased, not a bit and while she wanted to comfort him, there was a part of her, the stubborn part really, who kept telling her that he broke up with her. he broke up with her! shouldn’t he be apologizing of some sort? aus wanted to think that he wasn’t happy because he still loved her, but he probably wasn’t happy because it was his cousin. she kept forgetting that all of these snakes were somehow related and so if she dated on snake, it was like dating all of them. it was horrible and the guilt was starting to wash over when he said his answer. why did they always seem to play these emotional games with each other where it seemed like they didn’t care about each other when the thoughts could have been completely opposite. the silence and awkwardness between the two were deafening. and like that, her uncompromising side started to kick in. she really wanted to be cool and act normal and be quiet and pretend to be the sympathetic ex girl friend, but that wasn’t really her style. she finally stood up rather abruptly, her chair knocking onto the floor. the cafe just stopped cold, but that didn’t stop her. instead of shutting up, she blurted, “i... it wasn’t my fault- he was the one who kept fucking talking and you’re the one who broke up with me and i just can’t believe what the hell is going on and it’s driving me crazy and i just can’t see why you’re just so damn stubborn this is crazy it’s madness you’re such a frickin’ prick sometimes which is funny since i’m the one who’s usually being like this and it’s ughh! i swear you’re so bloody difficult so just stop with the mind games and tell me what really’s going on dammit!” aus took deep breaths and shook her head, her body trembling from both anger and annoyance. when she managed to get somewhat ahold of herself, she glared at the people behind the counter, “where the hell is my coffee?” to see them scramble to get it ready, it was a bit soothing to see, but she wanted an explanation. she wanted the truth. and most of all, she wanted him.



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 917 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. DRAMARAMAMAMA

[embry w. carrow]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » FIRE IT UP. Talking about Katherine was just something that Embry never wanted to do. It was one of those things he had convinced himself he'd never have to face, as long as he avoided it as much as he possibly could. Repressing emotions was how he functioned normally. He didn't talk to anyone about being a werewolf; mainly because no one knew. Well, Aus knew... but as soon as she'd found out, that was when he'd ended things. It had freaked him out, the fact that the thing he was the most ashamed about was just... out there for her to see and know about. Especially when he wanted to hide it from her more than anyone else, since he was still so pathetically in love with interested in her. He just shook his head at her, chuckling quietly, though it was a slightly forced laugh. "You are an idiot."

[/color] He replied, jokingly, a playful little smirk on his lips. He'd rather insult her than talk about his dead sister. He'd rather do anything than talk about his dead sister, really. However, what he didn't tell Aus was that whenever he finally came to grips with things and realized he needed to talk to someone about it, she was the first one he'd come running to. It was just how his brain was wired; he couldn't see himself going to someone else or opening up about something like that. Besides, she already knew the worst thing about him, didn't she? However, almost all thoughts were knocked out of his mind when she grabbed his hand and pulled his sleeve back, revealing the large, rather ugly gash on his arm.

He made a face at it, twisting his expression into a displeased expression as he looked down at the injury. He didn't mind it so much himself, but he didn't like that she was looking at it. His dark eyes wandered up to her face, recognizing a rather rare look for someone of her usual stature. She looked... concerned. He'd seen that look before, she'd given him that look before, and it just made him melt and go all weak in the knees. Their eyes met for a moment before he looked away, down at their hands which were still together. Slowly and subtly, perhaps hoping that she wouldn't notice, he clenched his fingers around her hand in a rather gentle manner. He'd missed her touch, and even though it seemed like holding hands wasn't much... this meant everything to him. He sighed, glancing up at her briefly before shaking his head from side to side. "No, it doesn't hurt. Not any more, at least..."[/color] He shrugged, biting his lip. "I'm fine."[/color] Honestly, if he had a knut for every time he said that and didn't mean it, he'd be the richest man in the world. His face fell when his cousin was mentioned, however, and he released his hand before abruptly jerking his arm away, then swiftly pulled his shirt sleeve back down. Stupid Alcott. Why the bloody hell would he ask Aus out for drinks? Sure, nobody exactly knew that Embry and Aus had been together, but it still just... didn't fit. People like Alcott genuinely disliked people like Aus. Right?

He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest moodily. "You could've just punched him. Or kicked in him the balls. I'm pretty sure either one would've been effective."[/color] He shrugged casually, leaning back in his chair as he glanced out the window. His expression was dark, obviously not thrilled that his cousin had recently asked out his ex, and even less thrilled about the fact that he couldn't say a damn thing about it. There was a long, awkward pause that ensued, which was only broken by the sound of her chair hitting the ground as she leapt aggressively to her feet. He simply stared up at her, raising his eyebrows as she proceeded to yell at him, and while he didn't exactly shrink in his seat like most of the other customers did, he did look a bit concerned for her sanity. He supposed he should've anticipated an outburst like this - it was Austin Blake, after all - but it had been months since they were actually in each others company. After she finished, he didn't reply. He sat there for moment, looking down at his hands, then slowly rose to his feet. "I'm not playing any mind games."[/color] He mumbled, huffing slightly, before he walked around the table patiently, then stood her chair back up. He fiddled with the wood on it for a moment, looking uncharacteristically shy for a moment. "If you don't want me around, though, I can leave you alone. No problem."[/color] He nodded, shot the staff of the coffee house an apologetic look for her little outburst, then firmly but gently grabbed her arm and guided her back towards the seat. "I just..."[/color] He sighed, looking up from the chair to meet the gaze of her bright blue eyes. "I just miss you, alright?"[/color] He muttered the words quickly, but surprisingly enough, that was the most honest he'd been with her today.
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[autumn s. blake]

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it was probably more into their relationship where aus realized that them, her and embry weren’t a regular teenager relationship. she had never felt like this with anyone in the world and the fact that he got her to open up so easily was incredible. she didn’t like to share secrets. she didn’t tell people some things. those were her things. they were hers. but somehow embry accepted those about her. she found herself spilling everything in just the first few months and it was definitely amazing to think that he had that control over her. they spent so much time together when they were a couple that her mum even started asking questions. her brothers couldn’t really care less whether she was dating a guy. the only thing they were really said was that if he made aus cry, they’d make him cry. the idea of embry crying was a bit absurd so she laughed it off. but her mum, her mum was a different matter. she would sometimes ask her about their relationship. she’d ask about the more awkward subjects and she wasn’t really able to avoid those topics. but really, she would answer all of those questions if it meant spending more time with him. a few times they just stayed in her backyard, laying on the grass in the middle of the summer. it was rather picturesque, really. the fireflies, the stars, their low murmurs to each other. it was all romantic for the two more unromantic people in the world. but that was just the way things worked for them. everything was natural, never forced, and she had a feeling it would never change. aus knew this because she still couldn’t explain the hollow feeling he left in her when they broke up. or the way she would stare at the clock as if time were slowing down to make life more painful for her. the way she dealt with it was denial. sometimes insulting people just happened to be the easiest way of doing this and who knew this better than her? mhmm, embry did. “don’t get me started about you!” she smirked back and let out a small laugh. one time after one of his usual visits, her mum told her that they were much too similar. ‘you two sometimes make me wonder about being a meant to be couple. like... you were just made for each other,’ she had said and when aus protested, her mum just shook her head, ‘that’s what i think! but then again, what do i know?’ and that was the end of the conversation.

his fingers wrapped around her hand and she made sure not to move. maybe if she didn’t move, he wouldn’t notice he was doing that and he wouldn’t let go. she forgot the way it felt to have their fingers intertwined and she forgot how much of an impact it had on her. she liked the way her hands just fit perfectly in his. she liked the small beatings of butterfly wings inside her chest. she liked hearing embry’s voice, soothing as it always had been. she didn’t know why people were scared of him. everything about him was perfect. from the way his hair went in all directions to the way his dark eyes expressed all emotions. she loved hearing him ramble on about how particularly clumsy she was or his touch against her skin. it made her feel special and it didn’t seem very often when she had that feeling. aus glanced at him, trying to read into his expressions. unfortunately she wasn’t that great at reading people- she had enough trouble trying to figure out her own feelings that trying to figure someone else’s out too was pretty damn hard. “you’re a pretty crappy liar,” she shook her head. he was a bad liar and she was a bad liar. what a wonderful combination. of course then she had to mention lestrange and almost as fast as it happened, his hand jerked away. she found herself hating lestrange once more again. or well, more than she had before. dammit. “i would’ve. but his goon group was with him. they’re like. huge,” she muttered, trying to pretend that his previous action hadn’t hurt her feelings. she wasn’t some sort of gentle and sensitive girl. she could handle this sort of crap. she didn’t live to please other people... or well that’s what she thought before embry came into the picture, really. and now, she found herself making any excuse to get back on his good side. it was driving her crazy.

her temper, as usual, got ahold of her. she ddidn’t want things to be awkward between the two of them. no matter how much she wouldn’t admit it, she needed him in her life. he was one of the people she felt like she could trust. to think of her own world going on without him seemed impossible and she was sure if that were the case, she might just fall apart completely. that’s why she could feel herself breaking down as he just stared at her. her words didn’t even to be making sense anymore. she was rambling. she was saying something about being difficult and uncertain and awkward about everything, but really, she would rather him be like that than anything else. everything about him was perfect and there was nothing that could ever change it. that was probably why she calmed down slightly when he spoke. his voice always had a strange way of getting her back to normal, maybe a little calmer, really. she bit her bottom lip, listening to him. he missed her... he missed her! it took all of her strangth, trying not to smile widely all of a sudden. “i... really?” she paused and rubbed the back of her neck, “i mean... no, no, it’s not that i want you to go... if anything, that’s the last thing.” she glanced back up at him and let out a grin, “you’ve got something... there.” she reached over the table, taking a small piece of a leaf out of his hair and putting it onto the table, “i... i guess that’s my way of saying... i missed you too.” she was so occupied in their own conversation that she didn’t even know that their coffee arrived, hot and boiling.



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 1064 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. hope it's not rambly- just a bit tired. loll

[embry w. carrow]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » FIRE IT UP. In the past, it had been obvious that Embry really wasn't a commitment sort of person. He was the farthest thing from romantic than anyone could have ever imagined, and it seemed like he didn't have a sweet or caring bone in his body. Initially, he'd just used girls for snogging purposes. He was persuasive, and mysteriously charming enough to work his magic on some girls. He could lure them in, use them, and leave them the very next day. He didn't care or get attached to people that he was involved with; he just did what he wanted and moved on to the next one. He'd always thought that love was a stupid and ridiculous concept, swearing that he would never fall in or around it, simply because something that preposterous could never exist. But then he met Aus, and... well, it was safe to say that all of those views had started to change. It wasn't something that happened overnight, it was a slow process, but eventually she had him believing, as much as he hated to admit it. He didn't know much about destiny, or two people being made for each other. He didn't think about that. All he knew was that he felt like he belonged with Aus, and he missed that feeling. "Oi, I'm the brilliant one, remember? Not an idiot."

[/color] He replied, snickering quietly, an awfully smug look on his face. The fact that he'd helped her pass a majority of her classes back in seventh year was something that he'd never let her live down.

Wrapping his hand around hers was instinctual. He didn't really realize that he'd done it until several moments later, and even then, his fingers still lingered there. What was so painful about this break up with Aus was that everything that he'd cherished the most between them - the hand holding, the kissing, the conversations - it all just came effortlessly. None of it was ever forced or uncomfortable, until all of this had happened. He figured that to some extent, it was just so instinctual because he was a werewolf. Aus was the only one he'd had an interest in since the change, and while he wanted to blame that on being a werewolf, he knew it was more of an Embry thing than anything else. He'd fallen in love with her, as much as he hated to admit it. "No, I'm not."[/color] Another poorly executed lie, if he'd ever told one. "You're way crappier at lying."[/color] He huffed, then puffed his chest out and crossed his arms over it at the mention of his cousin. He'd never really followed Alcott and his cronies around, considering that he was such a solitary person, but he'd always found the group thoroughly irritating. "Yeah, yeah. I think you've just secretly got a thing for Slytherin's."[/color] He mumbled, looking back down at the table. That was probably the most untrue thing in the world, but... she'd dated him for quite a while, hadn't she? And he was a Slytherin, obviously.

He didn't really mind that her temper got out of control, considering that it was something he'd witnessed more than a few times before. It was usually surprising for most people, yeah, but for someone who was a werewolf and had a massive temper tantrum every full moon? It wasn't so bad. Physically, to him, Aus was harmless. She could leave scratches or bruises if she wanted to, but those would heal. On a mental level, though, she was the most dangerous person that he knew. He was scared of what she could do to him, because breaking up with her had been one of the hardest things he'd ever done. Trying to get over her was even harder. He seemed relieved when they were sitting again and her temper had cooled, watching as she bit down on her bottom lip. He simply nodded once or twice at her question, then glanced down at his hands shyly. He smiled a bit when she told him that she wanted to say, looking up slowly and curiously as she brushed the leaf out of his hair. A tiny, wolfish grin spread onto his face, his dark eyes meeting hers for a moment. "Thanks."[/color] He nodded, not sure what else to say. Leaning over and kissing her would be wildly inappropriate, so instead he pushed the coffee out towards her and nodded at it. "Careful, it's hot."[/color]
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from the very start, katie blake was incredibly disappointed to realize that her only daughter did not like the whole damsel in distress idea. instead of getting excited at the disney princess concerts and gatherings, aus spent her time protesting, screaming, and putting up a fight to go see the football games on television. honestly, she didn’t want to learn about princesses who had nothing better to do than getting themselves in trouble. she didn’t like cinderella and her shoe problems. she didn’t like sleeping beauty and her laziness to get up in the morning. the whole idea of these damsels in distress, falling in love at first sight, the whole thing was rather absurd to her. aus used to spend her time arguing with her mum about love. she didn’t know why people fell in love. she didn’t know why people got so attached to one another. she didn’t know why you’d ever want to spend your whole life with another person. the idea was just crazy to her and she couldn’t imagine ever feeling that way for someone. while she still didn’t know what true love was and how she felt about the concept, but she imagined that if she felt anything close to love, it might be something like what she felt for embry. aus couldn’t imagine living without him. she loved every moment when she was with him. the way he would simply look at her, making her knees go weak. when other girls were there, she felt somewhat protective all of a sudden. and when there were guys flirting with her, she realized that she didn’t want anyone else but him. there seemed to be no one else in the world who could take embry’s place and it made her feel vulnerable to know that someone had so much power over her. the last few months had already been difficult, trying to get up every day and realize that the one you cared for suddenly wasn’t there anymore. the fact tat he was now sitting right across from her just seemed to be impossible and possible at the same time. it took all her strength not to spill out everything that had been going on in her head over the summer. about how much she missed him, how she would spend the hours just remembering their moments together, how her mum asked when embry was coming over next and almost instantly, she burst into tears. the whole thing was dramatic, but she missed him. she really did.

she stuck her tongue out at him and scrunched her nose, “you helped me pass like what. five classes? no big deeeal.” she teased him back and grinned. of course he would bring that up and never let her forget it. she liked to think that she was really the one who taught him more things, but of course she couldn’t quite make that judgement, right? he taught her so many thing and while she knew he was a good tutor, she wasn’t able to figure out his secret. maybe he just seduced all of his students, right? she could still remember the first time she didn’t troll an exam and the surprise on his face. the expression was priceless. the empty classroom was almost a haunting feeling for aus and although she really didn’t want to do this tutoring thing, she had to admit that he really wasn’t that bad. i mean for a snake, he could be a little more talkative, but other than that, he wasn’t that bad. she had spent so much time arguing with him that she didn’t even know he was feeding her textbook material at the same time. she didn’t know how that worked. the last thing she remembered arguing about was how coffee beans were definitely made in mexico and not brazil. she didn’t remember him teaching her about the history of wands and how they came to be. the idea of him teaching was as ridiculous as her passing an exam for the first time in ages, but hey! it was a miracle. she practically sprinted down the hall, managing to somehow crash right into him. “oh hey there! i was just looking for you!” she had said and grinned widely. embry grumbled, brushing himself off as he got off the floor, “was crashing into me part of your plan?” he asked and the only thing she had to do was wave her exam right in front of his face to show why she was so excited. aus watched his eyes widen for a moment and then his brow raised. at that point in time, she didn’t quite know what he was thinking but she watched him intently, eager for a reply. he shrugged and shook his head, “aus, it says the word ‘acceptable’. that’s it?” she rolled her eyes and spent the next few minutes explaining to him why even an ‘acceptable’ was so important even if it was barely passing. she had a feeling that he still didn’t get it by the end, but it was the effort that counted. she had learned to read his expressions a little better than before and so the funny thing was that he was still trying to convince her otherwise. “pleeeease, you know that’s not true. you suck just as much as i do at lying,” she rolled her eyes. there was no way she was going to lose this fight. no way in hell. he had to at least let her win one fight here and there to keep things fair!

another scowl took over as he mentioned slytherins. ugh. don’t remind me. she still didn’t like slytherins. most of them were arrogant gits who pranced around waving their pureblood status in the air like it was some sort of promise ring or something. i mean seriously, only celebrities who wanted to prove something wore frickin’ virginity rings proclaiming to the world that they were pure. they were just as bad as slytherins. she knew she shouldn’t be so judgmental but she couldn’t help it. she grew up that way, hating snakes to the core and while embry was one, she let that part slide. he was an exception. there was always an exception to the rule and he just happened to be it. he also knew better than to bring up that subject. “the day i fall madly in love with lestrange is the day the world will crumble to its death. hopefully i’ll die with it so i don’t have to ever see that snake’s face again,” the bitter words left her lips before she even could stop them. but really, she didn’t want to stop them. she had never been that great at keeping her mouth shut and that was just one example. it made her twice as thankful though that embry knew her well. he knew about her tempers and had on more than one occasion burst out into a rant like that. i mean, really, he was there when she accidentally blurted out to the teacher that his exams were pointless and no one liked him. most of them were accidents, but they didn’t quite help anyone now did they. aus smiled slightly, seeing him grin back. merlin, she loved his smile. she loved everything about him. and then of course he did the embry thing. instead of saying anything more, he told her something else completely unrelated. “thanks,” she said back and glanced at the cup a bit suspiciously, “do you think they poisoned it after my outburst?”



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holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 1265 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. have i ever told you that after reading embry's posts, i'm always smiling for like the next twenty minutes? XD

[embry w. carrow]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;] hi » FIRE IT UP. Believe it or not, Embry had a bit of experience when it came to love. While he said that he never had experienced it personally and vehemently contended that he never wanted to, there was the fact that his parents were both extremely loving people. A Lestrange and a Carrow was a match that you would expect sheerly for arranged marriage purposes. The two of them could have been forced together into a marriage somewhere down the road, but strangely enough, they had both genuinely fallen in love with each other. His parents weren't much like normal purebloods, either. They'd both attended a muggle university, which Aiden was still furious over, and they both had a strange appreciation for muggles. Embry hadn't been raised to think he was better than everyone, or that purebloods were some sort of superior race. He simply acted like that because he was following in Aiden's footsteps, reading all these old books about the old pureblooded ways that seemed to have died out ages ago. He was proud of his blood, and proud that he had something to make him seem superior to other people. So he'd latched onto that, and that was basically what had turned him into such an unbearable nitwit. He was familiar with Aus's parents, and he'd been a shockingly polite and charming young man when he was over at their house. He had good manners, he just rarely used them unless he needed to. He could remember both of them praising him and thanking him for helping her pass a bunch of classes, which he was instantly quite smug about. Truthfully, though, when she'd first given him news that she wasn't trolling a class, he did feel a bit proud. Of course, he wanted her to get an outstanding more than just a bloody acceptable, but beggars couldn't be choosers, could they? "It's completely a big deal. You might not have graduated if it wasn't for me."

[/color] Alright, so that was a bit steep, but he liked messing with her. He knew she would've graduated either way, but he liked to think he was the main reason for her grades starting to pull up near exam times and such. He'd tutored several people around the same time as tutoring her, and while most of them had varying results, she was the only one that he'd pretty much seduced during their sessions. Well, it wasn't like they spent the entire time making out. He obviously wouldn't allow that sort of thing until they'd gotten work done. But merlin, did it get tempting sometimes. "Fiiine."[/color] He huffed, waving a hand dismissively. "We'll call it a draw. We're both bad liars."[/color]

He was all too aware of Aus and her feelings toward the Slytherin house. To say that she didn't like them was a bit of an understatement, and he'd listened to her go on and on in one of her violent, loud outbursts about several of his housemates. Strangely enough, he never really took it personally. Even though he was a Slytherin and held most of the same traits, with Aus, it was... different. He didn't know why it was different, he couldn't explain how it was different, it just was. He raised his eyebrows at the surprising bitterness of her statement, then tilted his head to the side. "Merlin, Aus, don't you think that's a bit harsh?"[/color] He snickered, looking down at his coffee as he shook his head. He didn't really mind what she said about his cousin, considering that he hated the bloke for coming anywhere near Aus. His Aus. Relatively unfazed by her sudden loss of temper, he glanced over at her cup of coffee and laughed a bit louder. "I dunno, maybe they did. D'you wanna switch with me?"[/color] He asked, tilting his head to the side. "Y'know, just to be safe and all."[/color]
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tag: aus blake, idk how many words, SDFKSDLFJSD AW SHUCKS. XD <3

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[autumn s. blake]

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she remembered how he was in hogwarts. well, she remembered glimpses of him. he was a real prat. and frankly, aus wasn’t scared to deny that. she knew it, he knew it, it was just a fact. if he remembered this, she would have been rather surprised. but maybe he did. the day she actually bumped into him was her fifth year. she had been hanging out with spidey and mav and fish, just throwing rocks at nearby snakes... yeah, like the people, snakes. there weren’t any other people for her. anyways, they were by the lake. the reason why they were aiming for the snakes instead of the mermaids was because they hit a mermaid one time. and that. had been the scariest thing ever. mygawd. ever have a mermaid vowing revenge on your blood? just think. it’s no longer little mermaid singing back for her voice. yeah. it was just a bit more serious than that. anyways, aus aimed for one of the snakes, her year. he was snotty, like all other guys in their house, but he also happened to be gorgeous. lotsa guys in that house were good looking and unfortunately they were all prats. like huge ones. this guy was one of ‘em. but for her, it didn’t matter how ‘nice’ you thought you were, if you were a snake, you were a dirty, nasty snake as well. she squinted, used her thumb to aim, and threw the pebble what seemed like quite the distance. spidey grinned at her and they watched the stone soar through the sky. it was just about to hit him. she saw it! and she was just about to cheer when suddenly the boy’s wand came out of nowhere and almost instantly, the rock came back their way. annnd as you could imagine, aus wasn’t too thrilled about this whole story that happened. it wasn’t just because the whole ordeal gave her a bloody nose but it was also the way he laughed at her. she remembered stomping their way, shouting cuss words in american, british, and wizard slang. then, the part that got the boy mad was when she, rather obnoxiously, wiped her bloody nose on his robe. he started yelling at her and like all of their tutoring sessions, it was a nasty fight. her friends had to practically pull her away before she punched the daylights out of one of them. whatever. but hey, every story had to have some fight one point or another. theirs just happened to be in the beginning.

the sun rays switched in the window and it seemed like there was a spotlight on their table. she could see the particles in the air floating and the light gave the mysterious tint back to embry’s face. maybe it was just her imagination, but she could see deep golden specks in his eyes. something she never noticed. she tried not to look too wishful, but it was hard. she missed him and frankly, aus wasn’t all too great at admitting feelings. she didn’t know what to do, what to say. all she knew was that she was thinking hard for some excuse to touch him, make physical contact with him... “graduate? now why would i want to graduate? going to school’s pretty epic to me,” she smirked, her voice full of sarcasm. that christmas day had been quite something. because she was at school with none of her family members and most of her friends went home, she was pretty much by herself. she got to do a lot of what she wanted, hang out wherever she wanted, and be with who she wanted to be. the last thing though, was knowing she’d be hanging out with embry carrow that christmas. the kiss had definitely caught her off guard, but something inside of her burned with anticipation. it was probably the first kiss in a while that had actually stirred so much emotion within her. they spent the rest of the day, just... i guess being themselves. they didn’t have to put up guards or play a game of hatred towards each other. it gave her a new perspective towards what she liked to call ‘enemy lines’. and then the tutoring sessions after that christmas were pretty... interesting. there was still a lot of studying, but y’know, her attention span was pretty lame. that is, if she was thinking of something else. aus wasn’t able to tell her friends, but she didn’t care for that too much either. the relationship was their thing. she didn’t want to share it with anyone else. she wasn’t one of those wannabe girls who advertised their love. nah, she was different that way and she liked how hers and embry’s time was just theirs. no one else’s. she had never been much of a person for sharing either- din’t i mention that? she grinned triumphantly, “good pick!... although you do know that i won.” she was a sore loser, there wasn’t much to it, really.

snakes really were nasty people. they manipulated your thoughts, they seduced you, they did anything to have power over you and yet, they could be pretending to be your best friend. the idea was ridiculous, but it was true. she had seen it happen a million times in the textbooks, real life, whatever. you name it. particular trairts like cunning, death eaters, gits, people who eat death, power hungry, lousy, they were infamous for those. aus was a hundred and ten percent sure that most snakes were like that. she rolled her eyes at his comment and crossed her arms, “harsh? yeah. won’t doubt you there. but true? amen to that.” she didn’t care for lestrange. there was a reason why his surname was the way it was. duh. le strange. the strange. hell yeah. she paused for a moment and glanced over at embry who happened to be in a similar position as her, “i say that snakes have got five traits. clever, persuasive, pricks, simple minded, annnd total blocks.” she chuckled and added, “you’ve got like. four of the five traits.” she thought about it for a moment and then nodded. yeah. seemed pretty right. to see him laugh was a rather unusual trait. or well, for embry it was. most people never even got to see him smile. she, on the other hand, got to see it every now and then and he probably didn’t know that it was one of the reasons why she had been hooked all of these years. three, four years was a lot for kids their age. if you were in a true relationship, there was always something that had you coming back for more. aus laughed too, pushing a piece of blond hair back, “so you’d be willing to take the poison for me?” she grinned before realizing what she said. crap. dammit. stupid, stupid move there. quickly, she cleared her throat, “but... sure, sounds good to me.” hoping he wouldn’t notice her mistake, she swapped the cups, listening to them clatter against the dish underneath. “thanks,” aus muttered under her breath, holding the coffee in her hands, taking a sip, and acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.



WOULD DO IT ALL AGAIN
holaa ABBY!. this post has about... er. 1209 words. i swear, i am incapable of uber small posts. anyways, she's wearing this hurr tomboyish stuff. ah, love those shoes! credits go to just want you to know, backstreet boys for their eppic lyrics and this template (as plain as it seems) belongs to moi and i'm damn proud of it. lol. mhmm. false pride. anyways, any last notes? heeeck yeah, i like to ramble. gaaaah, just get back together people! XD