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Post by Jacob Jerivien on Jan 2, 2009 15:28:30 GMT
Jaocb lead Sharada into the interhouse common room delicatley. He was a death eater yes, but he had manners too, he liked Sharada alot too which helped. Indicating the centeral sofa infront of the roaring fire. Though he preffered the cold, Jacob decided it would be better to make the tiny sacrifice for her. It was if he had been hit by one of those thunderbolts sent down by the ancient muggle god Zeus.
One moment he had been watching the stars alone on top of the astronomy tower the next he found himself looking at the stranger that sat down in the dirt of the roof next to him like she was some sort of angel. Jacob had dated girls while he had lived in France, but none of them had, 'hit' him with as much gentle force as this Sharadra did. It had only been 10 or so minute but Jacob definitly felt for her. Deeply. "Sooo Sharada, ermmm...", he started to say, his voice reflecting how acutely nervous he was.
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Post by Sharada Christensen on Jan 2, 2009 15:41:48 GMT
she pushed her bangs backwards. she held onto his hand tightly as he led her up to the inter-house common room. the recent event had just happened to fast for her to remember a single thing. she had been up on the roof of the astronomy tower. next thing she knew, an handsome boy was leading the way to the inter-house common room and she was holding his hand. she could feel the blood slowly coming up to her cheeks. no matter how many times she tried to shove the color off of her delicate cheeks, it wouldn't work. she bit her bottom lip slightly. she had to concentrate on where she was setting her feet. if she fell, he would probably think she was stupid and didn't know how to walk. plus, if she concentrated on something else then him, the color would probably disappear. probably. she hated it when she blushed. she seemed to blush more then everybody else. it was annoying.
when she looked up again, they were entering the inter-house common room. yes, she did that often. she got lost in her thoughts and would not realize where she was going. it was helpful that jacob was there. otherwise, she would have been lost in the castle, even after five years of being a student here, at Hogwarts. she sat on the sofa in front of the fire, and brought her knees up to her chest, hugging them, as she always did. she looked up at jacob, a soft smile spreading on her lips. chills went down her spine as she heard his delicious voice. she shivered slightly but soon regained control of her body. yes... jacob? she murmured. she didn't need to speak louder. she was certain he had heard her. plus, she didn't like to speak loud. it made her sound angry. she pushed her bangs backwards again so she could see him better. it was only then that she realized the color of her delicate cheeks would be exposed.
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Post by Jacob Jerivien on Jan 2, 2009 15:56:38 GMT
Jacob just sat there for a few moments to enjoy the building tingling sensation Sharada's arms had on his waist, he really liked her and so it seemed did his body, but he did his best ot ignore it. It was too soon for anything like that, and also be very rude. Jacob just wanted to get to know her more, take her on romantic walks and dinners, that kind of mushy stuff. He wanted to get to know her more. Sharada Christensen, the angel, his angel.
"So I'd thought you'd be more comfortable inside in the warm", he moving around so he was behind her. Slipping his hands gently beneath shirt Jacob began to slowly massage her back, not all of it because of the obvious obstacle of her bra straps and fastener which he had no intentions of removing instead working around them.
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Post by Sharada Christensen on Jan 2, 2009 16:21:34 GMT
she shivered slightly again, and again. she knew this had to end, someday. someday, somehow, she would've to move. and it was coming much sooner then she thought. next morning, she had classes. but if he asked her to stay with him, she would. even if her brain had wanted to leave right now and go back to her dorm, her body didn't. it wanted to stay here and enjoy the sensation the proximity of jacob was doing to her. she took a deep breath and, this time, the chills went through her whole body; from the tip of her toes to the very end of her fingers. in his presence, she couldn't help but smile. though, she felt like, if he left, she would be in so much pain that she wouldn't be able to do anything. she would be crushed, her heart destroyed, pieces laying here and there. and she wouldn't be able to put them back together. she only knew him for minutes. she could only imagine how it would be when she'd really know him.
she saw him move from the corner of her eye and instantly turned. was he leaving, already? did he already have enough of her? it wouldn't surprise her. he was probably the handsomest guy around. he could probably have every girl he wanted. she was just another girl for him. a normal girl. she sighed but it soon turned into a gasp when she felt his cold hands on the soft skin of her back. her heart had stopped for a fraction of second right there and she wondered if she was having an heart attack. but it soon came back to life, beating even faster, always faster. her head fell backwards and she saw him. she quickly replaced it where it had been and tried to think of something to say. so... uh... i want to know more about you... she said again in a murmur. she shivered once again. his hands just felt so good that she had to think about something else. if she let her thoughts wander, she wouldn't be able to control her body.
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Post by Jacob Jerivien on Jan 2, 2009 16:50:31 GMT
Jacob continued to massage Sharada's back, lengthening and deepening the rubbing as he did so. Her skin felt soft and sumple to his touch which was good, the texture agreeing with the feel. He wasn't sure what he was meant to do so just kept massaging her, she was pretty and had a sparkling rebel personality to match, he really like her and wanted to kiss her but again was unsure of himself. Seeing her move her head back and shiver Jacob stopped massaging her. 'You've taken it too far too fast', his mind told him urgently, 'She's fighting for control of her thoughts can't you see that? See how she reacted when you got up?', 'Take it more slowly, your not in a french house anymore'. It wasn't that Jacob was incentive, just that he was used to, 'playing by a different rule book thats all, the french one. Queitly and carefuly he sat back down next to Sharada, taking one of her hands in one of his.
"Well madame Sharada, my full name is Jacobe Micheal Jerivien and I came here with my family from France two years ago, and am a Slytherin", he said politely fixing her with definite eye contact, "May I ask such an enchanting lady about herself?". There was something about her..., something unexplainable but good.
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Post by Sharada Christensen on Jan 2, 2009 17:25:19 GMT
he suddenly stopped and she wondered if sh had done something wrong. she turned around, looking up at him with curious eyes. oh, how she would've wanted for him to go on and never stop. she guessed she had shown her emotions too fast and it had probably scared him, she turned around and led her head on her knees, still hugging them against her chest. he didn't feel the same way about her as she felt about him. she shouldn't have gotten her hopes up. she felt like if she was falling off of a cliff. he had probably just wanted to be nice with her. she sighed deeply, not daring to look up again. she simply stared at the carpet, biting her bottom lip ever so slightly. but when she felt his hand on hers, sharada couldn't help but stare up at him.
as he talked, a smile slowly spread on her lips. he was french. it was so cool. her own origins were just boring. and then, he asked about her and she clushed slightly at the 'enchanting lady' part. she didn't actually think she was a lady at all. she couldn't tell him everything there was about her. he would totally be freaked out. so she kept it simple, just as him. my full name is sharada almareen juniper christensen. i moved here from america when i was five years old. and i am in ravenclaw. she said, her voice was again very low, and she wondered if he had heard everything she had just said. when she looked at him, she caught his eyes, and she couldn't look away anymore. he had definitely captured her.
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