ofgoldensnakes:

“I meant a pleasant surprise. Not one you’ll soon live to regret.”

“It appears you’ve learned to specify, now haven’t you?”

ofgoldensnakes:

“Well what did you do that for?” She snapped, trying to wish the taste away.

“You’re the one who said surprise you. You seemed thouroughly surprised to me.”

ofgoldensnakes:

“What?” Narcissa’s face pinched as she forced herself to swallow the mouthful. “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“Do I look like one to joke?”

“Rat’s tail, I believe. With a dash of frog’s foot.”

“What did you say was in this…?”

ofmetagoldstein:

There were times when his lack of ability to show emotion was maddening and this was one of those times. She couldn’t gauge what he was feeling at all and it was driving her crazy. Why wouldn’t he talk to her? Cry, laugh, yell, anything? “Would you stop tryin’ to fuckin’ leave me?” Rory shook her head, always wearing her heart on her sleeve as her voice cracked. The meta rounded him, standing in front of the front door so he had no choice, the brown of her eyes colouring a pale heartaching blue. “Why?”

“I just--- I can’t talk about--- I---” He couldn’t get it out, and he didn’t think he ever could. He tried to storm out, tried to leave, but it was killing him to see her this way; all helpless and confused at his own expense. But as she stood there in front  of him, vulnerable and broken, wearing her heart on her sleeve as she always did--- Hayden Hawthorne broke. “Because I can’t fucking stand here and watch as you bounce away to have a baby with some other guy you don’t give a fucking damn about!”

trixxia:

   “ You chose the real ice-” Bella shrugged her shoulders as she charmed the water, looking down at the other. “ Better, princess?”

“And what other kind of ice did we have, fake ice?” He rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help the relief that washed over him as the water heated. “Much, actually.”

jorkiins:

     She started the clock and sat by the tub’s side, watching him in yet another one of his insane ideas. “When you said you wanted a splash of cold water, I thought you meant it as a metaphor,” she admitted.

H kept quiet, squeezing his eyes shut in attempt to keep focus on the circulation of his blood, seeing if it picks up to accommodate to the temperature he’s subdued in.

ofmetagoldstein:

Her hand slid from his arm and there was no denying that his refusal to even look at her, hurt. The colour all draining out of her hair, leaving it a pale, almost translucent, blue. “Why not?” Rory’s voice was quivering now, something she’d later blame on the hormones despite only being 3 months in. “What? I get knocked up without a bloke in the picture and now you just can’t fuckin’ look at me? What the fuck is that about?”

The quiver in her voice hurt, but unlike her, he didn’t have his hair to tell her that. He was Hayden Hawthorne, he didn’t show emotion. “No, it’s not---” He kept backing away, everything hitting him in solid blows to his heart. He still couldn’t believe it. This couldn’t be happening, could it? “Just--- Stop.”

ofmetagoldstein:

For a moment she stood still, unable to believe that he’d just leave her. That they wouldn’t talk about this, that he couldn’t at least say he was happy for her. “Hayden.” Rory called after him once she’d returned to herself, anger beginning to take over her features. “Hayden stop, where are you going?” The girl demanded, grabbing his arm in an attempt to make him face her. Eyebrows pulling together as her lips pursed in a frown. “You can’t shut me out like this. We don’t do that, it’s never been us. So you better tell me what you’re thinkin’ ‘cos I swear to god…”

Hayden couldn’t--- he wouldn’t talk about this. Not with the millions of thoughts having a death match in his head. He heard his name slip from her lips, but it was jumbled in the pit of despair. “I--- Rory, I-- I can’t.” He knew she wouldn’t let him leave with just that, but he couldn’t think, eh couldn’t speak, he couldn’t look at her. “Just let me go---”

ofmetagoldstein:

Rory had, after the initial freak out that was to be expected, been quite excited after she’d found out. She’d always wanted kids, and she’d never been the traditional sort so the situation hadn’t bothered her. Sure she was afraid because she still felt too young, like she hadn’t done enough yet, but she was still happy about this. The only thing she hadn’t been so relaxed about was telling Hayden. The one she’d constantly let slip away, never quite getting it together. Now, it was likely too late and she’d been the one to put the final nail in the coffin. “Really.” She nodded slowly, hugging her knees as she rested her head on them, worrying her lower lip between her teeth. “Just sorta happened. Slept with Remus when I got back, just once, and then…” She shrugged, her hair beginning to colour a nervous orange colour, giving her away. “Say somethin’, what ya thinkin’?”

His brain was trying to convince him this wasn’t real--- that he was dreaming and if he’d only fall into another ice-filled bathtub, he’d wake up. But he had studied his dreams far too many times to know that this wasn’t one of them.

Oh how he wished this was one of them.

He couldn’t form the words he was dying to say. How could you? I love you. I hate this. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t force them out. so he just--- he choked. Rapid movements over took his head as she darted to grab his clothes. “I---I have to go. I...” A wave of anger over took him, and that’s when he knew he had to leave.

ofmetagoldstein:

Aurora hadn’t expected him to react so quickly, her brown eyes growing wide as she stared up at him from her toilet seat perch. Before she even knew it, the words were out of her mouth, “I’m pregnant, H.” And it really hadn’t been the way she’d wanted to blurt it out. But it was out now, and Rory sat in silence, waiting, for she had no idea how he’d react.

This was Rory--- if it was important to her, it was important to him. No matter what he’s said, or what he’s denied, he’s never gotten over her. He tried--- boy he fucking tried. He fucked 8 different girls each night of the week, trying anything to fuck the love in his heart away, but he couldn’t. He knew she was with other men, knew she was having fun without him, but he tried his damnedest to ignore it. “You... you what?” This had to be a joke, right? Some late April Fools shit that she decided to play... But then he looked in her eyes, how they glistened with this slight bit of excitement, drowned in five feet of sorrow. “You... Really?”

jorkiins:

     “Do not curse on Merlin’s name,” she warned him, waving her wand in the air and setting the timer back to the beginning. “I’ll pull you out if you start turning blue,” she joked.

He rolled his eyes. “Let’s just get this over with before I lose a toe.”

trixxia:

     “ Well, you were the one to sign up for the photoshoot in the first place-” they mumbled under their breath as they took notice of every single detail, maybe she could do something about it.“ what if I charm the water-for it to be warm; how would you feel then?”

“I thought it might benefit me, not run the risk of killing me.” His breath was even but chattery, his lungs begging for a bit of warmth. “That would be amazing.”

ofmetagoldstein:

As soon as the water was hot enough she shook her hand off before resting her chin on the edge of the bath. “Mm…” Rory’s eyebrows pulled together briefly, staring ahead in silence for a moment as she got lost in her thoughts. “H… I got somethin’ to tell ya.” She murmured, her eyes drifting over to the boy’s face. “But it ain’t really a bathtime conversation.”

As her voice turned serious, Hayden got worried. “What about?” And before he knew it, he was climbing out of the bathtub, wrapping a towel around himself, and waiting for her to continue. it was rare their conversations ever turned serious anymore.

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