Time [OPEN] Passing

[dove]

Dove completely forgetting about everything as she smiled into Scorpius's lips. Pulling away slightly, she smiled gently and whispered, "Cancer is a type of illness that grows, and can kill a muggle. Bob happened to have brain cancer, which, you can say, attacks the brain and... I can't really explain it, it's just something that grows, and if not removed... can kill a person." Dove than notice she should of at least protected her dead friend and wiggled a finger, "And don't go a rounding throwing a 'I hate gays' Protest. He did have great taste in clothes..." She stared off at space and looked down as her robes. "He bought me a light blue tee-shirt, I still wear it, I just re-size it..." She gently brought her hand to her cheek and smiled again. "Don't you dis punk muggles..." She stopped and chuckled, "Okay, okay dis the muggle part, but don't dis the punk part, I mean, I've been threw that part of my life, rebel, it's funny as hell, but you get a smack in the face." She shivered as she remembered her self at 8 years, rubbing her cheek she rolled her eyes and sighed. "So Scorpius, is it fun to be in Slytherin?" She asked. Her adopted parents had told her how the old, safe light side Hogwarts used to have four houses, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

Dove sighed, after she had heard that story she tried imaging herself in every single house, and she loved how she was sly like a Slytherin, but a brave git like Gryffindors. She was loyal like a Hufflepuff and.. well wise enough not to do head strong into trouble. She smiled and touched her dainty purple robes and brushed the long to vanish into thin air. Her nose wiggle softly as she lightly chuckled. "If Voldermort would of lost, and that stupid Potter would of made it, I would more in likely not be placed in any house." She groaned in boredom. "Has your dad, or grandpa told you about the old Hogwarts? I mean the one with Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and of course Slytherin?" She asked, wanting to be a smart mouth, but she couldn't bring herself to be. Smirking, she brought her left hand to shake her natural blond hair. 'Friends, Future... jeez get your mind straight!' She fought the urge to smack herself in the forehead, as she slowly covered her snickers. "I'm going to be completely truthful here, Scorpius, I'm actually happy that you got the Malfoy hair..." She smirked and winked, "I don't know, I find blonds are so much more smarter, don't you think." She said holding back a chuckle, "And plus your eyes go with your hair, unlike mine. I have a liner shade of brown, around the pupil, as some say, my adopted brother said my beautiful trait was my eyes... never will believe him." She stuck out her tongue and used her fingers to quote a saying she so dearly wanted to use. "And as, Headmaster Snape would more in likely call me, 'Dunderhead'."


This is what I get from neglecting from role-playing. hehe, I've been reading A LOT on fan fiction and jeez, I need a life off my computer haha[/u][/size]

[Scorpius Malfoy]

Scorpius just shook his head. "Wow. Sounds painful. I wish we could have taken your friend Bob to a Healer. They would have sorted it out." He looked offended. "I don't have a problem with gay guys, so long as they don't try to hit on me. And lesbians...well, it's not really a problem there, now is it?" he wiggled his eyebrows. Unfortunately, I'm something of a pretty boy, so I do get gays trying hit on me a lot. Pisses Father off."

He smiled. "Good taste in clothes, huh? Sounds like a pretty cool guy." Scorpius frowned. "Punk? Like the ones that wear the chains and the tight pants and have the piercings?" He nodded. "Yeah, it's quite fun. But Merlin help you if you're even thinking of joining the Order. In Slytherin, we're mostly the children of high-ranking Death Eaters, and expected to become high ranking Death Eaters. It can be pretty rough sometimes. What about in Delacroix?"

Scorpius shook his head yes. "Oh boy, has he. On and on about the git Gryffindors and how the old Headmaster, Dumbledore, always favored them, especially Potter and his gang. How Slytherin rightfully won the House Cup in his first year and the headmaster found a way to bring Gryffindor from last place to first. How Potter got to play Quidditch in his first year. I almost feel like I was there."

He smiled at Dove's comment. "Thank you. I like my hair color. I'm part Veela, did you know? That's where it comes from. And I have French in me. 'Malfoy' is French. It means bad faith. 'Scorpius' means scorpion. So I'm a scorpion of bad faith. Not exactly pleasant, eh? Father's name means dragon." He winked back, his light gray eyes shining with delight around his best friend.

[dove]

Dove shrugged, "Nah, Bob knew he rather die than live where he did. His parents hated him cause of his 'ways'. As they said." Softly giggling she nodded. "Of course, I've heard from a my brother a month ago, that people where he is, mostly the guys, just love girl on girl action." Shivering she shook her head. "Of course, the pretty boys always get caught." She rolled her eyes and sighed, rubbing her arms, her cat returning to settle right beside her. She gently placed her own hand into the cat's soft pelt and stroked it gently. "Yeah, Bob loved clothes... he actually would have to drag me into my house and tell me to change into something he approved off, or he'd change me himself." She shivered gently again. "And yeah, that kind, I actually almost got my nose pierced but chickened out. Tight pants are in for girls anyways." She shrugged and widen her eyes slightly at hims next statement. "Well, be damned, I love to be Slytherin, I mean, I've always wanted to be a death eater, minus the pain and such."She stopped and looked away thoughtfully. "Well, in Delacroix, we are always having to show we are just as great as pure bloods, mostly because my house is made up of mud bloods and half bloods, mostly half bloods though. It's always fun to show the other houses that blood doesn't matter, but it's the mind that can kill." She sighed,

"Other than that, boring... we're not the apple of the Dark Lord's eyes, and if he wants to send children into battle, my house would more in likely be in the front lines to get killed." She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "But that's my own thoughts." Dove started giggling. "My adopted mom was in Slytherin, she was cunning, mean, sly but really a warm heart person, my adopted father brought it out in her, since he was in Gryffindor." She shrugged again. "I swear, that Dumb-A-dork person had it coming, I mean, I heard from people that your father killed him, and I heard from others that it was Snape." She smiled looking away. "'The golden trio' They always got away with stuff, and yet, your father's gang never did, I believe?" She asked cocking a eyebrow in confusion. Dove groaned. "Lucky duck, wouldn't even guess, I'd kill to be even half Veela." She whispered and than her eyes widen. "Wow, Malfoy means that! Bad faith... hey..." She trailed off and nodded. "Scorpion of bad faith, which means your father's name meant, dragon of bad faith... hmmm." She trailed off and bite her lower lip gently. "I love your name! It's so... god only knows, I mean... urge!" She slapped her forehead and muttered, "I'm left with Dove..." She groaned gently and looked up at her friend's delighted eyes, "Dove means, faith, love, hope, peace..." She stopped and chuckled, "I bet if the order knew my name they say I was playing for the wrong side." She deepen the chuckle to a dark nervous laugh. "I swear...." She began but cut herself off, 'Why can't one person from the order, and the dark lord rule together... jeez, it'd make our lives much easier!' She thought sadly. Quietly she added, "If anything were to happen to my friends, love ones, I murder the person who got them into this mess." She looked up and tryed to catch Scorpius's eye.

[Scorpius Malfoy]

Scorpius looked sad for Dove. "Poor Bob. His parents were idiots. I would have had to kick their ass, magic or no magic, if they hated me like that." He cocked an eyebrow, something he did a lot. "Well, it's true for a lot of guys. I think it's OK, but I prefer just me and my girl." He put his hand around her waist and pulled her close, giving her a light kiss.

He grinned. "Sadly, it's true. We're just so handsome, you see, that people love us." Scorpius smiled and gave her a hug. "This Bob fellow sounds pretty cool. I would have liked to meet him. Think he'd have liked me, or liked liked me?" Shaking his head, he said, "Tight pants are in for guys as well. I love tight, tailor-made clothes. And I don't think you'd make it in Slytherin, my little Dove. It's pretty hardcore, and people get ruthless."

Scorpius shrugged. "You could ask for a transfer, but I don't think the headmaster would approve. 'Yes, my boyfriend is in Slytherin and that's why I want to be as well.' That'd go over like a lead balloon." Looking at her again, he asked, "What was your adopted father's name? I can tell you who did it." He groaned. "Nope, not once. It's 'cause they were Slytherins, I'll tell you that. Had they been Gryffindors, things would have been different."

He chuckled. "Can't you tell? How many people do you know who have natural white-blond hair that seems to shimmer? Victorie Weasley, she's half-Veela too. Father met her mum, Fleur Delacour. Well, Fleur Weasley now." Scorpius grinned. "Yeah, you really are playing for the wrong side with a name like that. And don't worry, if that happened, I'd help you." He winked, but this was a serious thing they spoke of.

[dove]

Dove stayed silent and nodded. And flushed bright red while she leaned into to Scorpius, accepting the light kiss gently. She smiled and looked away from him to her cat, "Yes, people do." She spoke gently, and accepted the hug Scorpius gave her. When he spoke about Bob again she smiled. "Hmm, lets see, Bob and I always gushed and talked, and well, we like bad boys." She winked Scorpius way. "He would of loved you, and anyways, I'll take you to his grave sight someday." She closed her eyes, and happily thought that there weren't any tears in her eyes. She chuckled, and smiled, "Tight pants for guys, jeez, I'm losing my mind, I always thought girls would, I'm going to have to come around sometime, for you to prove that to me." She wink and nodded, a frown softly, "Oh dear Scorpi, you've yet to see a side of me that's beyond ruthless, and hardcore." She shook her body gently, in a shiver. Just thinking about asking a favor from the head master, she would likely die. "Ha, I'll just say something else." She rolled her eyes, "Like, 'Dear me Head Master Snape, I really don't think you want these photos I took from the last Staff Christmas party getting out.'" She smirked, knowing that it wasn't true. "I'd have to get photos though.... hmm" She started plotting in her head, when she notice Scorpius looking at her, "Hmm, it was Mike Harrington, and my adopted mother was Frannie Harrington..." She smiled as he groaned. "Oh I bet not, hmm but didn't Snape, like favor the slytherins to the gryffindors? And didn't Dumb-a-dork, like trust him or something..." She shrugged not giving a damn. She flushed in embarrassment. "Wow... I... well.. actually..." She blushed. "I only know you, and if you say this Weasley chick, than two I guess. I'm just not a big looker on appearances until AFTER I talk to the person." She chuckled. She wanted to smack her real parents up-side the head, and shrugged. "I know, my birth mother gave me the name." She blinked several times, trying to get the image of her birth mother... but failed. "I know you'd help me, you'd be one of the first I go to. But if I got you killed, what would happen. I already lost to many people." She felt her stomach twist and she growled to herself. "Dear Lord, I'm just sick of it all." She whispered below her a whisper, leaning into Scorpius, wanting to burst into tears, but none came. "I want you to promise me, you won't kill yourself Scorpius." She whispered, "Don't get yourself killed, just cause the Dark Lord said, or any one else said, okay." She grasped for his hand, and ripped her eyes away from his eyes and to the cat beside her. "I've only made it this far, because, I feel my cat was the only family I had left, and the only thing I could love..." She turned away from her cat, which had turned to her and crawled to her shoulder. "Just don't die until you 199 years old." She gave him a thumbs up and smiled sadly.

[Scorpius Malfoy]

Scorpius noticed Dove's flush but said nothing. She seemed embarrassed enough already. He looked to Snakey before looking back at Dove. He couldn't really wrap his mind around it. Bob had been gay. Scorpius had never known a gay person before, or if he did, they weren't open about it. And they certainly weren't letting anyone know about their choice of lifestyle.

He gave Dove a grin. "So you like bad boys, huh? Well, I'm sure I can arrange that..." He trailed off as Dove spoke of Bob again. "I would like that," Scorpius said softly. "No spell can bring back the dead, which is sad because Bob sounds like a right awesome fellow." As Dove called him by his nickname, he smiled. "Well, if you hope to serve the Dark Lord, you had best cultivate that side of you, and quickly. He's not known for his patience."

Scorpius shuddered. "I really, really wouldn't advise that. He'd likely hex you and run. Instead of a hit and run, it's a hex and run." He shook his head, thinking he really had been around too many Mudbloods. "Mike Harrington...well, everyone was half right. The headmaster killed him, and Father disposed of the body. For some reason, he didn't want to kill that man. I don't know why, but now that I've met you, I'm glad. That would put a bit of a strain on our relationship, now wouldn't it?"

He nodded. "Yes, Uncle Severus favored the Slytherins over the Gryffindors. And Dumbledore did trust him, which proved to be fatal on the old man's part. Uncle Severus murdered him in Potter's 6th year, which was 1996, and took his job. Like I said, bad move on his part." Scorpius shrugged as well. "Which Weasley chick? There's only like a million Weasleys out there. I swear, they breed like rabbits."

Scorpius smiled as Dove told him he'd be one of the first she'd go to. "And you'd be the very first person I go to, my little Dove," he said. "I won't get myself killed, I promise. Well, I will do my best, anyways. I don't particularly want to die, and the Dark Lord can make it very slow and very painful." He gave her a thumbs up too and said, "Just 199 years old? Dove, don't you know the average wizard lifespan is 300? And the oldest wizard is Nicholas Flamel, who died at 701 year old? Don't wish me dead ever, sweetheart."

[dove]

Dove rolled her eyes and shrugged. Her heart was throbbing in her chest softly. She smiled back and couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Oh no need to arrange that! You fit it perfectly!" Her voice rang softly as she looked at him. Than she sighed. "Okay, so when were supposed to go to Hogsmeade, we can go to his grave-site, and believe me, we may get in trouble but I'd be grateful." She shuttered as if cold. "Oh my, the Dark Lord will just have to like me, I'll just bother him to the point of death. HELL I'll bother him in death." Her smile turned into a evil smirk as she shook her head in laughter.

Dove shrugged. "Okay I'll leave Uncle Severus alone." She said rolling her eyes. Than suddenly she got to her feet and looked around. "I'll murder Snape! I don't care, bastard killed the only man that loved and never betrayed me!" Her face fell and she came to a sudden crash to her knees. Her head hung softly, tears in her eyes. She completely let the rest of his speech out. She couldn't blame Scorpius, he was nothing but a teen, couldn't kill a man. Now she sat on her bum, a little ways from Scorpius. Snapping her head up she nodded. "Poor Dumbledore..." She shrugged and whispered. "That Victoria chick..." She shrugged and looked away.

Dove found it hard to stay upset as Scorpius smiled. But she kept her face stone out of emotions. "Aww thanks Scorpius, that means a lot." Her eyes closed and she took in a deep breath in and than out. "Well, I'm gonna kill the Dark Lord if he hurts you..." Her eyes were located on her cat, the very one that Mike had helped her pick out. "Slow and painful... I rather go quick and painless." Her voice shook slightly. But than she frowned. "No I always thought Wizards lived until 200 years old, so I guess I'm wrong. Well 299 years old, or until your 2000, and still kicken." Her face screwed up in laughter. "I'm no sweetheart, my heart's broken tattered and lost beyond believe, but I think it's right here." She grasped Scorpius' hand and placed it on her chest, where her heart was. "At least it's beating right?" She asked, her heart started to beat faster as she notice her hand was holding Scorpius over her chest.

[Scorpius Malfoy]

Scorpius smiled at her. "Thanks, Dove." Her voice echoed softly in the Shack as she spoke. An evil smirk came over her face and he laughed. Apparently, she was working on upping the evil side of her starting now. He pictured the Dark Lord being pestered by Dove, and horrid images flashed through his mind. Images of her screaming and the Cruciatus Curse. He shook his head, trying to erase them.

He sighed, relieved. Dove had agreed to leave his uncle alone. Scorpius stood and walked to her as she raged, putting an arm around her shoulders as they seemed to shake. He could understand her pain, he'd be pissed too if someone murdered his father. Even if he was an evil bastard, family was still family. And she'd done nothing to deserve having hers ripped away from her.

Scorpius looked nonchalant, almost bored. "You mean Victorie? I know the names of all the Weasleys, they're my sworn enemies. A man keeps his friends close and his enemies closer, and they qualify for sure." As Dove placed his hand over her chest, he felt rather than heard her heart rate speed up. He blushed and moved his hand, his eyes drifting to Snakey before finding hers again. "I plan to be 'kickin' until my dying breath, so no worries. And, you're a sweetheart to me," he said softly.