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𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


Sheepishly, she bit her lip, her lilac eyes darted down immediately into the colorful oasis. She didn’t know what to say as Remy stuttered over her words and darted those ferocious eyes up at her, but now, such a soft honey golden hue. The fingers wrapped around her waist still teased the flesh, massaging in soft circles around her waist and hips and gently glided a painted nail across the hem of the edge of her panties teasingly. ”Hmmmm?” She whispered softly and raised her eyes to meet her friends once again with an almost innocent stare.

It was hard to hide the smile creeping on her face.

𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


Her fingers never ceased as she eyed her friend, concern riddled in her eyes, and for a moment, she froze. Halting all movement, she rose a manicured brow towards Remy and tried to read her face, she could tell she was, embarrassed, maybe? Or shy? Or perhaps unsure of everything? She didn’t want to pressure her! Cersei… well…. She actually really liked her. She chewed her lip and let her other hand twirl with Remy’s hair, curling it gently around her finger. ”Are… are you sure?” Cersei insisted, giving her a soft squeeze on her upper thigh. Right now, it was hard to stop chewing on her lips as her mind reeled in a million directions. Her heart fluttered and her blood rushed to her core, igniting a fire deep within her.

𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


She nodded slowly, eagerly believing any explanation given to her as she twirled that lock of hair. The hot water steamed around them as the golden faucets continue to pour out water to fill the vast pool. Vivacious colors of pinks and purples and yellows sparkled in the water like a sunrise and Cersei couldn’t help but bring a soft smile to her lips. Despite how nervous she was, and how nervous Remy was, she was still so…. Happy.

She bit her lip carnally, glancing over at Remy and her submerged hand began to rub her petite friends waist, her thumb slowly massaging into the flesh with a gentle touch. Suddenly, she parted her lips to speak, but not a sound spurred forth—

Instead, she leaned forward and pressed her warm lips against Remy’s softly, hesitantly, and, for once in her life…. Fearful of rejection.

𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


Shock, she could feel it tingling on her lips and she felt it stirring in the air as Remy froze, and it seemed like ages before her arms finally wrapped around her own waist and melted into the embrace. Soft fingers gently coddled the wolf’s face before sliding her nails through her friend’s long hair passionately, deepening the kiss that Remy willingly submitted into. Her heart was pounding in her ears and she could feel her breath building against the trap in her throat as their lips tangled together. Before she knew, Cersei pulled away, she had to, to take a quiet sharp breath and meet violet with gold, and all the while, her fingers were still cupping her face tangled in her hair, and caressing her waist. ”I…”

She didn’t know what to say, and a fire burned in her cheeks as she blushed and looked down. Should she apologize? Should she kiss her again? Should she explain herself? Hell, she just didn’t know.

𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


Bright, sincere lilac eyes flashed with a wave of emotions, wavering as she stared Remy deep into her gold eyes and her jaw dropped and her voice was frozen in her lungs, she almost couldn’t breathe. She didn’t know what to say. She’d never been able to picture herself in a relationship before, she’d…. She’d never been able to connect, not in that way, she’d always get bored of the boys she’d ever been with and met. Most importantly, she didn’t want this to ruin her friendship with Remy if anything did happen. But feeling her friends anticipation rising higher and higher, Cersei did the only think she could think to do. Snog the breath out of her. Both hands rose to seize her jawline, leaning in close as her lips crashed onto hers passionately as she turned her friend around to face her fully, still sitting in her lap in the midst of bubbles. ”Of course,” she managed to breathe out several seconds later with an impish smile on her lips as she realized the position they were in.

𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke
Fourth Year, 𝔊𝔯𝔶𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯
𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔥


A soft giggle escaped her lips in a bare whisper sifting through the hot steam melting around them in the open air; Remy’s cheeks flushed crimson rouge, she was so nervous, it was so adorable! Before she knew it, her new girlfriend had enraptured her in a hug and thanked her, but why? Still, she wrapped both arms around Remy’s waist and pulled her closer, lounging back against the wall of the bubble bath oasis in a curled embrace. She bit her lip teasingly, and her mind flashed with a million curiosities as she glanced at Remy, up and down. ”Don’t be silly, you don’t have to thank me,” she giggled again, gracing a small kiss on the top of Remy’s head. ”Just be happy, okay?”

Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ walked into the bath, crying. The former Captain stared into the mirror on the wall, trying to remember who she used to be. So happy, so carefree, then this year came along. What had happened? What had changed her? She pushed her jacket off, then looked at her arm. Scars showed easily to her extrasensory eyes, but two were brighter than the rest. The spots where she'd been bitten into by Jason were easily visible to everyone, yet no one had asked about them. She stared at them numbly, letting her teary eyes gloss over. After a few minutes of just standing there, she looked into the mirror again. She was a ******** monster now, but she couldn't do anything about it, could she? She slipped her wand out of her pocket, then stared at it. She rooted through her pocket again until she found a small compact mirror. After a few quick spells, it had been transfigured into a small blade. Remy's other hand moved like an automaton, slowly releasing the long hair she'd cherished for years. She grabbed a small piece in her hand, then sliced it, right by her ear. Piece by piece she cut the hair, leaving long strands curled up around her feet. When she was finished, she looked again into the mirror. Gold eyes, once bright and revered shimmered dully at her. Her wand now pointed at her face, she cast more spells. Within seconds a pair of dull blue eyes looked back at her. It wasn't good enough. She used magic to call to her something she hadn't needed in years. She looked at the thin pair of glasses in her hand, then nodded. Pointing the wand at herself again, she cast another spell, before dropping her wand. Remy could barely see, but she was successful. She was returning, wasn't she? She could do this. She could return human. It couldn't be that hard. After putting her glasses on, she glanced at her wand. she had to know a spell. There had to be some way! Maybe... maybe... She just needed to use what killed a werewolf. Werewolves hated silver. She just needed to find some. Then she could be human again. She would be just like her family and what was left of her friends. Unfortunately, she didn't carry silver, nor did she know a spell to turn something into such. She glared into the mirror, ready to prove to the world that she didn't need them. She didn't need anyone. She was a monster, and she'd probably die that way.