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A SECRET SANTA ALLIANCE / GAUNT, LYSANDRA.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️but chris knew WHO his main enemy was, who the MAN he wanted to BRING DOWN most of all was, and he didn't need a FOE-GLASS to know he'd be putting his FILTHY hands on the gentle body of his MOTHER. he fought against the instinct to click his tongue in RAGE at the thought, watching instead as the mirror CONTORTED into images that weren't meant for HIM.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' you weren't kidding, huh? ' he turns to his side, leaning an elbow against the fireplace with ease as he let mocha travel down the length of her; a sight for sore eyes, as always. ' i don't doubt it. i'll even bargain that people love hating YOU too. ' and he loved THAT most of all ──────── that she was the most UNDERESTIMATED, like him; it would suit them perfectly.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️a fierce fire BURNED along with his RAGE, an all too familiar feeling when in the presence of LYSANDRA GAUNT. ' if that's an invitation, my answer is always YES. ' and he didn't WAIT to quench whatever thirst it was GNAWING at his insides; chris hooked an arm around her waist in one swift, HARSH motion, fingers tugging her chin UP to gaze at her DARK stare.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' -haven't you heard? i'm not going home this christmas. it seems ONE attack wasn't enough, so as it stands, i've got some BUSINESS to attend to. ' chris TIGHTENS his hold on her, eager for the PAIN she'd undoubtedly cast on his body, along with any PLEASURE ──────── it tucked the ANGER away. he fits her lip between his TEETH, marvelling the taste of BLOOD.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️-blood and PASSIONFRUIT; it seemed fitting, really. a chuckle fits past his lips as chris lets her go to throw himself onto the sofa instead. ' -now i'd like my THANK YOU with an extra dose of HARD today. ' chris taps his palm against his thigh to BECKON her, masking the rage in his chuckle. ' it's been a hard day with a lot of TAME people. ' NICE, unwanted people.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' -AND I'M SICK OF THE GOOD GIRL SHIT. ' A GROWL.
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A SECRET SANTA ALLIANCE / @SXPERCILIOUS.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️only someone like leona would come up with something as MUNDANE as secret santa. chris made a mental note to TAUNT her about it later, and maybe even give her a GIFT; whether he'd openly admit it or not, it had been a WONDERFUL gesture. of course, it wouldn't make a DIFFERENCE ──────── the looming WAR would go on no matter what.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️and christopher was one of the people who'd held ensure that remained TRUE. . . amongst others. leona didn't have to know that ──────── ONE too many people already knew enough. chris had been relieved to read the NAME on his piece of parchment, though. all the things he could DO, GIVE her. the images ran WILD in his mind, tongue CLICKING at the thoughts.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he could let his imagination run FREE, could GIFT her so many BEAUTIFULLY dirty things, and yet the weight of the battles ahead made him want to PROTECT her. . . in ANY way he could. it had been difficult to FIND one; it had taken chris WEEKS to get his hands on one ──────── it now lay hidden away in a little BOX, ribbons lacing around it.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️no one batted an eyelid anymore at the sight of him in the DUNGEONS ──────── he perhaps FIT IN there more than any other slytherins. with a HUNGRY gaze in his eyes, chris tapped his fingers rhythmically against the fireplace he leaned against, mocha TRAILING around the room. ' lysa, lysa, lysa. come out, come out, wherever you are. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️CALLING OUT to her would be enough, much like how muggles had the weird superstition of theirs: call out a demon's name THREE times and it'll show up. it was part of the THRILL, he always thought. ' -i come bearing GIFTS, and one i think you might ENJOY. ' he WAITED, playing with the decanter atop the fireplace, lips already STRETCHED into a wide, promising grin.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' . . .you're getting SLOWER by the day, LYSSIE. ' he didn't particularly LIKE that name; LYSANDRA always rolled better off his tongue, whenever his tongue wasn't too busy ELSEWHERE, of course. letting his mind WANDER over all the things his MOUTH could ──────── WOULD ──────── be doing, mocha finally gazes back into the dark CHARCOAL.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' MERRY CHRISTMAS, BABY. ' A WINK, AS HE OFFERS
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AN UNEXPECTED ALLIANCE / SCAMANDER, LEONA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️don't do this, don't do that ──────── it seemed leona needed a little UNWINDING of her own. but chris obeyed every COMMAND she gave, except for the way he still LOOKED at her, eyes slightly wide and mouth held slightly agape. leona scamander had indeed never rolled around in anyone's sheets, and KNOWING it was almost THRILLING information.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' it isn't strange at all. ' he shook as head as he worked the piece of his cloak around his fingers. ' shh. ' he continued his ministrations for what felt like NO TIME at all, marvelling in the softness of her skin ──────── he felt it WARM under his touch, shift from an ICY tone to a SEARING heat. the way her lips parted for her PANTING breaths made him SMIRK.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris didn't even think she KNEW it, but she was FEELING every TRACE of his hands on her, and she didn't HATE it. there's not way she COULD, with her ROSY cheeks, her DRY lips, her FRANTIC breathing. he wished he could PEEK into her mind, his chuckle LOW as he breathes it against her ear. he was terribly sad to have his fun END, upon the CLANGING of a POT.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he SAW the shift in her composure, almost like watching her sense of SELF and SANITY pool back into her suddenly. chris took a step back, mostly for his own SAFETY than anything else, a hand fitting into his pocket in an attempt to look as nonchalant as he felt about it all. TOUCHING her, WATCHING her, he'd done it all a thousand times before. it didn't FAZE him.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️-even if it did EXCITE him. ' you don't see the appeal? ' disbelief. ' it sure didn't look it. ' a WINK. ' -but i'll take your word for it, HEAD GIRL. ' mocha trails down to her hand, and how it aggressively SWIRLED the contents in that cauldron. ' you'll OVERSTIR it again if you keep doing it like that. ' so he chooses to help, inching close enough to REACH out for the ladle.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris MOVES it slower, purposefully snaking a hand around her WAIST once more as he MOVES to her OTHER side; he releases her only AFTER, his smile SLY. ' -TRUE, most men enjoy the VISUAL side of it, but i like trying NEW things. ' though he was ever so curious as to HOW she knew that. ' . . .you've just been BLINDFOLDED. so tell me, what would YOU prefer? '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️reaching across the table, he grabbed a handful of ROSE THORNS before sprinkling them into her POTION, now looking PINKER and CLOSER to the grade she wanted. ' -at the risk of my LIFE, and maybe my FINGERS, i'm going to ask you another question, scamander. ' perhaps out of SHEER curiosity, or interest ──────── it was ONE of the TWO.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KISSED? ' A SIDEWAYS LOOK.
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A DOUBLE-EDGED ALLIANCE / JORDAN, NALA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he had a feeling this would be more of a GAMBLE than a well calculated GAME. seeing the way she fought back, her dark liquorice eyes showing no sign of DEFEAT ──────── it was nothing compared to LYSA, but challenging in its own respect, he was sure. besides, he liked challenges. the corner of his lips lift into a smile, tongue DANCING along his teeth.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️a small SCOFF was all he offered her at her little WINK, and he'd daresay he was rather ENJOYING her teasing. if only she knew WHO she was playing with. he wondered if she'd still be PLAYING if she did. but he was careful not to get too caught up in it, not to show his HAND too soon. maybe that's why he still looked out into the HORIZON, keeping away from her eyes.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' OH? ' surprise wasn't quite the word he was looking for. DESPERATE. . . not it either. ENDEARING would probably work best for her ATTEMPT at FLIRTING. his grin only widens, an elbow resting on the railing as he turned completely towards her. ' and tell me, jordan, what it is you're ASKING me for? ' a single BROW raises at his question, head cocking to the side.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' i'm wondering why it didn't work OUT between you two. ' how much FRED still intervened with her LIFE, how much of a PROBLEM he might be in the FUTURE. ' was it YOU who couldn't handle HIS fire. . . ' mocha trails down the length of her in one quick glance, making sure they didn't LINGER where they SHOULDN'T, before reaching her eyes once more.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' . . .or was it HIM who couldn't quite handle YOURS. ' chris edges himself forwards, running his tongue along his bottom lip swiftly, CAREFULLY. ' and maybe i'm also wondering why you're so INTERESTED in getting all my. . . POINTERS, ' he copied the same SULTRY tone in his own voice. ' -if you'd been properly taken CARE of. ' would THIS be the way to CHARM her?
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he'd count it as nothing short of a VICTORY if getting her on HIS team was as simple as using the SKILLS he enjoyed using the MOST ──────── she wouldn't look half BAD in his BED. he almost lets the mask FALL, until he COLLECTS himself with a roll of his shoulders; he hadn't let FLESH make decisions before and he wouldn't now. ' seems like you know what you want. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️HE'D NEED HER TO SAY IT. ' WHAT'S IT GONNA' BE? '
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A DOUBLE-EDGED ALLIANCE / JORDAN, NALA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he'd let her win it. especially since he didn't want to give her too much of a FIGHT; he wanted to keep her INTERESTED enough to want to PLAY, and what did NALA JORDAN like more than a CHALLENGE? . . .a code to crack? so instead, he nods, not once dropping that sly smile still plastered a across his lips as he offers her a sideways glance. ' hm, ASSUMPTIONS. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️running his tongue along his lips, he SHIFTS his body to face her, a single elbow against the RAILING. ' and do you make these assumptions OFTEN, or just for those with slightly PROBLEMATIC last names? ' he'd TAUNT her enough, keep the INTRIGUE in her dark liquorice hues PIQUED. ' -pretty, eh? ' he raises a brow. ' careful, jordan; that was almost a compliment. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️mocha slips down to the STEP she takes towards him, an INVITATION, a small VICTORY. this time, chris made no effort to hide the GLIMMER in his eye, how EASY it had been to charm her without even needing to actually DOING it. he responded by turning further towards her, swinging an arm by his side as his tongue played against the corner of his lip.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' the beauty of being CHARMED is not knowing when it's coming. ' he edges closer, raising his hand HIGHER, fingertips inches from a strand of hair by her ear; he makes it a point to FOLLOW his hand with his eyes, watching it inch CLOSER until he could almost FEEL the SOFTNESS of her hair. and then, he stops, mocha back on liquorice. ' -and, i'm not on my game. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris drops his hand once more by his side, LAUGHING subtly at her slight change of DEMEANOUR before shoving his hand back in his pocket. ' i would be more than HONOURED to help take your nerves away. ' he wasn't entirely sure she even KNEW how she'd phrased that LOADED question. ' -if what you're asking is for my help with your. . . RITUAL. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️careful, christopher ──────── he couldn't risk scaring her away. not before he'd HAD what he wanted. and yet, his need to PLAY seemed to want to speak LOUDER than LOGIC. ' but if that's your attempt at CHARMING me, jordan, i might need to give you some POINTERS. ' and he WINKS, before he shifts his attention entirely back to her. ' -fred not teach you anything? '
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AN UNEXPECTED ALLIANCE / SCAMANDER, LEONA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' a handwritten book. ' HIS OWN book. ' -maybe i'll let you BORROW it sometime. ' chris felt as leona STIFFENED under his touch, how her skin prickled with COLDNESS ──────── or perhaps it wasn't coldness AT ALL. either way, he made no effort to hide the SLY look in mocha, or the twitch of his lips as he slithered a finger across her KNUCKLES-
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️-before he RELEASES her from his HOLD. mocha watches the moonstone SNAP under the force of her HIT, and he daresay he was PROUD. ' my apologies, HEAD GIRL. maybe it's best i just take it off entirely? . . .to preserve your SANITY, of course. ' with that, he SHRUGS off his cloak, sliding it down his arms before he throws it over the COUNTER.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' -i wouldn't want to DISTRACT you with my CLOTHES. ' chris follows her movements with his eyes, running over her THROAT as he watches her GULP; had he hit a NERVE? judging by her little. . . YELL ──────── which made him glance around at the OTHERS, entranced in their OWN potions ──────── he'd say he HAD. ' relax, leona. ' words LOST amidst his LAUGHTER.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' you'd THINK, judging by your reaction, that you've never ROLLED around in the sheets yourself. ' and it hadn't HIT him, hadn't even SWAM across his mind that perhaps, that wasn't entirely UNTRUE. christopher raises a brow, lips etched into a BEMUSED smirk as he leans against the edge of the counter; mocha travels to her WANDERING eyes, her HEATED cheeks.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' . . .OH MY. ' edging himself further forwards, chris rests his chin on his closed KNUCKLES, STARING. ' -well, actually, being BLINDFOLDED is actually very BENEFICIAL. ' as head girl, he assumed she'd only really listen to FACTS. ' it helps people deal with being SEEN. ' he moves, tearing a LONG piece of CLOTH from his CLOAK. ' . . .makes people BRAVER. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️without so much as GLANCING around, chris steps behind her, fitting the piece of his cloak around her EYES slowly; this definitely made for a more ENTERTAINING potions lesson on a TUESDAY MORNING. ' -and of course, HEIGHTENS all other senses. ' he TIES it behind her head, before he RUNS the tip of his finger down the length of her ARM, FEATHER LIGHT.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️reaching CLOSER, christopher breathes his words against the back of her ear, quiet and away from PRYING ears. ' doesn't it feel like every part of your skin is on FIRE? ' he continues to trail his finger against her SKIN, touching his other hand to her WAIST as he HOLDS her still. ' -like you're BURNING, desperate to SEE what's in front of you? . . .HAPPENING to you? '
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A DOUBLE-EDGED ALLIANCE / JORDAN, NALA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️perhaps the look in mocha is slightly COLDER than he'd intended, as he looks down at her almost incredulously. he SMIRKS, before letting out a short CHUCKLE. ' i'm certainly not scared of having my ass kicked by YOU, but i'll let you believe it, NALA JORDAN. ' tongue scrapes across his teeth.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' -because of lysander's PROBLEM? ' as someone who spent a TAD too much time with LYSANDRA GAUNT, chris knew all about the guy's PROBLEM. ' . . .i'm sure if i had MCLAGGEN and LYSSIE both pawning over me, i'd have a PROBLEM too. ' he knew, once lysa's had heard about THIS conversation, which she undoubtedly WOULD, he'd have some. . . MAKING UP.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️christopher shrugs, turning himself around to dangle his arms over the ledge, resting his elbows over it FREELY as he looked out into the pitch that seemed to CALL OUT to him, even NOW. ' sure, that's a fair JUDGEMENT. ' he nodded, features contorting in AGREEMENT briefly. ' -but after all, you don't really KNOW me, now, DO YOU? ' he grins, SLY.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' oh, so NOT prejudice then. ' he doesn't avert his gaze from her for a long while, WATCHING as she MOVED, how her eyes shifted elsewhere momentarily. ' -just INTIMIDATED by my PRETTY face and presence. ' so he'd spiked her curiosity; RECRUITING nala ──────── USING HER ──────── may yet be EASIER than he'd anticipated. ' that's cute. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️nothing he wasn't used to HEARING, though. in all honesty, she wouldn't have been someone he'd GO TO, not if he didn't have his ALLIANCES to make and his MOTHER to think about; perhaps without all that, he wouldn't have BOTHERED with nala. alas, he DID, and she was USEFUL to him, a CRUCIAL pawn in his own little CHESS MATCH. so, he'd PLAY.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris shifted his feet, nudged her shoulder with his as he leaned slightly to the side to get CLOSER to her. ' relax, little lion, i'm not going to CHARM you with my pretty face. ' he cocks his head slightly to the side, mocha still intent on her. ' -unless you WANT me to. in which case, i can be VERY charming. ' he could also be very CRUDE, but she wasn't ready for THAT.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' regardless of whether or not you believe i'm up here for the reason i SAID i was ──────── since i AM here, you might as well INDULGE a curious ravenclaw; what were you working on up here? ' he'd SHOW intrigue, if it meant she'd eventually CAVE. besides, chris had the PATIENCE of a SAINT. sometimes. ' -any chance that BOOK you have there RELATES to why? '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️HE GESTURES TO THE STAND. ' -DADDY'S WORK? '
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AN UNEXPECTED ALLIANCE / SCAMANDER, LEONA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he has half a mind to LICK her fingers as punishment for bringing them to his lips in an attempt to SHUT HIM UP. really, she should know better ──────── after all, she didn't know where his MOUTH had been. stifling a SNICKER at his own, INAPPROPRIATE thoughts, chris breathes in the scent of her HAIR as he watches her hold the moonstone in her hand.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️PINE. or perhaps that was the smell emanating from the potion in front of them. watching, he continues to STIR. ' i have a DIFFERENT book, and sometimes, it's best to make your OWN rules. ' he utters the words against her ear, the CROOKED smile fitting back onto his lips as he breathes it, only to have it shift into a GRIN as she points a knife at him DANGEROUSLY.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris lifts his arms up in surrender once more. ' of course, of course. leona scamander is the one and true PRINCESS of potions, who knows exactly what she's doing. you just had an OFF day. ' he chuckles easily as he moves back towards her, lacing an arm around her waist, as the other hand reaches further down towards the scalpel in her hand.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he HOLDS her in place, reaching toward her HAND. ' i'm sure, being an EXCELLENT potioneer yourself, you'll know that to CRUSH moonstone, you need to use the OTHER side of the scalpel. ' he does this, flipping it until his fingers gripped the COLD blade, intertwined momentarily with hers. ' -slam it ONCE. ' CRACK. a small gash tears through its centre.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' . . .the inside is always SOFTER, easier to crush with a blade. ' christopher takes a step to the SIDE of her, fitting the knife back into her hand before he slithers his arm back to his side. ' oh, you want to talk about LYSANDRA? ' christopher cocks his head to the side as mocha trails over her chocolate hues and POUTY lips. ' you realise it's MEANT to be toxic? '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he taps his fingers against the countertop rhythmically, AMUSED. ' it's not a LOVEY DOVEY, romantic relationship. it's more of a. . . how do i put this SUBTLY? ' he struggles to find the words, clicking his tongue before he inches closer to her PINE scented hair. ' -we FUCK AWAY toxic EXPERIENCES. ' he GRINS, tracing his tongue past his lips swiftly.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' . . .WE TIE EACH OTHER UP, GET BLINDFOLDED. . . '
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AN UNEXPECTED ALLIANCE / SCAMANDER, LEONA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️leona had lost her shit ──────── it didn't take a genius to figure out why, either, even if he WAS one. he takes a step back, arms held up in surrender as mocha hues follow her and her frantic motions; she cleaned that station up FASTER than he ever would, he'd give her that. ' leona. . . ' he half SIGHS, half LAUGHS, glancing down at the scrunched up sheet of paper.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️even crumpled into a ball, he could just about make out an E printed across it. he turns back to her, lifting his chin to help her as she FIXES his crooked collar. ' -cheers. ' she had quite the MOTHERLY vibe, didn't she? it gives christopher an urge to CRACK UP, but he held it in, out of RESPECT, but also, he quite LIKED leona. an UNLIKELY friend, but she wasn't USELESS.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️leona scamander was no IDIOT, and she was no HALF-WIT either. while an UNLIKELY one to make an ALLY, christopher could benefit from having someone like HER around. besides, she was a HOOT when she was OFF on one. ' LEONA. ' he tries again, reaching his hands out and pressing them against both her shoulders as he MOVES her away from the AMORTENTIA.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' i'm sure i'm not the FIRST person to say this to you today, knowing you, but you need to CALM down, don't you think? ' he guides her over to his side, before he reaches over and places the lid carefully over the PINK CONTENTS in his cauldron. ' no one says you're DREADFUL at potions. if my eyesight proves me CORRECTLY, you're EXCEEDING EXPECTATIONS. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he was sure that would sting, but he didn't dwell on it, as he swiftly moves over to glance at HER potion. he barely STIFES the scoff. ' -it's a shade too LIGHT, i think. you probably just STIRRED it at the wrong moment. ' he MIXES it once, shoulders shrugging ──────── it was an EXCELLENT potion. ' come here. ' he steps to the side, making room as he STIRS.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️a hand gently curls around her wrist, DRAGGING it towards the long-handled WOODEN spoon. ' -some people think the MOONSTONE gives it a LIGHTER colour. this isn't the case. what you've done here, is you've added too MANY rose thorns; it's BITTER. ' chris pulls out her hand, turning it UPSIDE as he reaches for a MOONSTONE and places it against her palm.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' CRUSH THIS, AND STOP TELLING ME OFF, OKAY? '
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A DOUBLE-EDGED ALLIANCE / JORDAN, NALA.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' and if i were, would it be that bad? ' he had definitely given compliments to those less WORTHY of them, what would it be to them to do add ANOTHER ONE to the list? still, he chuckles DARKLY for a brief moment, letting his eyes LINGER on the grassy fields of the quidditch pitch; one would almost be fooled into thinking it wouldn't HURT, crashing onto the floor.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️they'd be WRONG, though. falling into that grassy field hurt like a BITCH, if he did say so himself. he scoffs, chancing a glance down at her and her. . . quite frankly, LUDICROUS remark. ' as much as i OBVIOUSLY don't doubt you could kick my ASS, i think i'm going to PASS. ' he STUDIED her, smirking at the spark of FIRE that burst from her so. . . NATURALLY.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️gryffindors really were hard to MISS ──────── there was something FIERY about them, a COURAGE he had a feeling he could never AMOUNT to. narrowing his eyes at her for a brief moment, christopher stared BLANKLY at her. he didn't move for the LONGEST of times, hearing her call BULLSHIT, until finally, he breaks the silence with a LAUGH. ' really, is that so? '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️nala jordan was GOOD, but chris would have to be BETTER. ' -well, you're wrong. ' he says it easily, shrugging his shoulders before digging his hands into his pockets. ' i really AM here for the VIEW, and this podium happens to be the TALLEST one around. and. . . i like to get a GLIMPSE of the pitch before a big game. not that HUFFLEPUFF stands a chance to beat us. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris turns himself the other way, pressing his back LIGHTLY against the ledge of the podium, mocha hues turned up to watch the CLOUDS shift slightly in the sky. ' . . .not everything is worthy of a STORY, or in your case, an ANNOUNCEMENT. ' with that, his gaze falls back on hers. ' -there is such a thing as INNOCENT intentions. you should do well to remember that. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️but who was HE to give advice on something he was only planning on USING for his OWN gain, anyway? it made him SMIRK, as he disguises it by NUDGING her arm slightly with his elbow. ' are you always this ONE EDGE and suspecting of people, or is it just ME? ' cue a SMILE; crooked as it was, he'd always try to mask it with GENUINE intrigue.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' -SURELY IT'S NOT BECAUSE I'M CALLED DOLOHOV? '
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A DOUBLE-EDGED ALLIANCE / @WITTEDGOLD.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️christopher didn't even know he had a plan in motion, until he started looking at every new individual that walked past him as a PAWN ──────── were they USEFUL, could he somehow BENEFIT from having them under his. . . WING? logic told him that's why he had climbed all the way up to the ANNOUNCER'S PODIUM, in search of a certain. . . GRYFFINDOR.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he was GOOD with logic. besides, better that than the uncontrollable RAGE that dwelled DEEP beneath SCARRED skin. reaching the last step, chris laces his fingers around one of the BENCHES that overlooked the entire QUIDDITCH PITCH; it was indeed a sight to BEHOLD. ' you should be careful, you know? it's almost UNPREDICTABLE to find YOU here. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️the place where she, UNDOUBTEDLY, belonged. running his hands through the length of his DISHEVELLED cloak, chris leaned himself against the STAND, head cocked to the side and a CROOKED smile etched across his lips. ' -NALA JORDAN, the school's BIGGEST, SLYEST, most GOSSIP-CENTRIC gryffindor there is, practicing for her BIG MOMENT in next week's game. '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️and that said A LOT, considering LUCY WEASLEY was also in GRYFFINDOR. but, even without knowing MUCH about THAT one, even HE could tell she was more SUBTLE about it. nala, though, had a FLAIR for drama ──────── he'd SEEN it, had HEARD it from many different. . . SOURCED. crossing his arms against his chest, mocha travels down the length of her slyly.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' just out of SHEER CURIOSITY, why don't you PLAY? you've got the BUILD for it. ' the rage, he'd yet to SEE, but if she had that too, she'd make for a great BEATER. he had a feeling the way he'd NONCHALANTLY started conversation with her would SPARK some sort of fury, if she had any. he kept his distance, deciding then, that she'd make for a PERFECT pawn, after all.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️' before you LOSE your patience and start RANTING away any words of warning, you should know i'm only up here because i like the VIEW. ' was he? ' -and i wasn't expecting any COMPANY. ' . . .WASN'T he? still, chris walked over to the ledge, fingers curling around the edge as mocha hues trail out into the quidditch pitch. ' really is a KNOCK-OUT, you agree? '
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️HE SHIFTS HIS GAZE TO HER, ALL MOCHA-SKINNED,
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FULL NAME:️ CHRISTOPHER CORBAN DOLOHOV
BLOOD STATUS: PUREBLOOD PRINCE
HOGWARTS HOUSE: RAVENCLAW
YEAR: SEVENTH YEAR STUDENT
EYE COLOUR️: MOCHA HUES ( BROWN )
ROLES: Q. SEEKER / SLUB CLUB POTIONEER
FUTURE ALLIANCES: THE REBELLION
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CHILDHOOD.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️christopher was not meant for a peaceful, happy life, and he'd be alright with it if he was the only one subject to his father's short temper and UNREALISTIC expectations. growing up, he was forced to partake in a series of TRAINING sessions against his brother, and after every LOSS, he'd undergo a PUNISHMENT─────── christopher. . . never WON.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he grew a hatred for his father, watching him torment and ABUSVE his mother, and on one fateful day, after LOSING yet another battle, christopher waited for his brother to turn his back. . . and in a flit of RAGE and FURY, hit him with CRUCIO. oblivious to his PLEAS or SURRENDER, his father's PRIDEFUL grin and hand at his shoulder was what STOPPED him.
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HOGWARTS, EARLIER.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️adamant to keep his father satisfied to ensure that his mother, who healed his wounds every night, remained SAFE, chris took on his first objective: BEFREIND THE GAUNTS. he sets his eyes on the WEAKEST LINK: LYSANDRA─────── after developing a sexual relationship, he discovers that SEX was the perfect outlet for all his RAGE.
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️he eventually willingly comes CLEAN to her, revealing to her his father's intention of integrating himself into the gaunt family in order to rise in the RANKS. chris then reminds her that he was HONEST with her, meaning she OWES him the same in the future─────── they form a DIFFERENT kind of relationship, which he keeps a well kept SECRET from his father.
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HOGWARTS, MAIN.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️chris spends his time at hogwarts creating FRIENDS that could someday help him in DEFEATING his father, setting his eyes on NALA and craving her knowledge of the castle and all the students within it, as well as her ability to EASILY spread rumours around the school. he gets CLOSE to her to find out information he can use to FEED back to his father. . .
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️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️. . .though this is only to make sure his father remains HAPPY─────── so long as the old man was satisfied, he wouldn't unleash his fury elsewhere. in particular, his MOTHER. chris keeps nala CLOSE, feeding her lies that she is the only one he's seeing while also venturing off ELSEWHERE on lonely, COLD nights in search of an OUTLET.
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POST HOGWARTS &. EXTRA INFO.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️• chris later goes on to join the REBELLION.
️ ️️️ ️ ️️️️ ️️️ ️ ️️️• he partakes in the battle of ST. MUNGO'S.
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