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Post by Gwenavere Belafore on Dec 15, 2007 19:55:49 GMT -5
Gwenavere Belafore paced in front of the fireplace in her small cottage home, her hands behind her back and her glasses resting atop her ebony. She mentally argued with herself, wondering if she should personally deliver the ark Lord's orders, or if she should just send him a letter. The part of her that still loved Severus Snape was begging her to do it persoanlly, but the small part of her that had always felt her love was just a school-girl crush was subtly trying to persuade her to send him a letter.
Eventually, the pleading love that lived deep within her won the fight, and the witch grabbed the rolled scroll she'd taken notes during the meeting and stuffed it in her pocket before getting a hand-full of Floo powder and stepped into the fireplace. "Headmaster Snape's Office," she called clearly as she threw the grayish-white powder to the sooty floor of her living room fireplace.
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 15, 2007 20:46:17 GMT -5
(Bah ... -kicks snapey's muse- but have fun waking him  ) Severus had dozed off at his desk when the green flames burst up in his fireplace. The headmasters office was slowly becoming organized from when the D.E. had ransacked to find information on Potter’s location or anything Dumbledore left behind. He didn’t hear the girl enter the room, and remained in his sleep snoring slightly, his desk chair leaned back in a reclining position, his greasy hair fell over his closed eyes. |
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Post by Gwenavere Belafore on Dec 15, 2007 21:25:42 GMT -5
**my pleasure  ** Gwen stared at him for a moment and couldn't resist the soft chuckle that escaped her lips. In an instant, she had magicked a quill to her hand. Her feet silently brought her behind his desk, where she promptly took a seat then reached over and tickled the tip of his nose with the end of the white feather. What had taken over her, she did not know, but she did know that she was very much enjoying this; the simple act of waking him from a deep slumber, his silken locks, (which appeared to need a washing), hanging down over his pale face, concealing what she truly wished to see. |
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Post by Severus Snape on Dec 16, 2007 20:34:26 GMT -5
Severus snorted and grunted when the feather on his nose, causing it to twitch and him to mumble something. He reached up in his sleep and swiped at the quill slapping it out of Gwens hand. His almost black eyes snapped opened and glared into hers.
“Just what do you think you are doing, Miss Belafore?” He said in a growling tone as he pushed back standing up, almost sneering at her. He looked her up and down before turning away to put away papers on the desk.
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Post by Gwenavere Belafore on Dec 16, 2007 21:06:06 GMT -5
Gwenavere chuckled and crossed her slender legs at the knee. "Just taking pleasure in your annoyance, Severus," she replied, his name like silk off of her tongue. "The Dark Lord has something he wanted me to give you. Personally." Her eyes sparkled mischievously; it wasn't intended as a personal delivery, for the Lord had only said to get ti to him, but why not have fun when the opertunity was handsome?
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