What goes around.. {open}

[jasper]

Shuffle. Step. Shuffle. Step. This was the attitude that Jasper had taken to his walking, and as his green-gray eyes - bordering to the latter, but mostly a mix - surveyed his surroundings, he gave a small laugh at her words of how she was the one to provide the concern that he was lacking considerably at home. As the blonde ducked his head, tucking his chin to hide his expression at her words, he made a non-committal sound of a grunt, that contrasted greatly with his previous laugh. "I guess so,"

[/color] he finally said, his eyes not meeting hers as he talked. The lack of love between him and his parents was obvious, and given that he was an only child, he really didn't feel it. It was perhaps one of the things that had driven him to like Dahlia more than he would have. She had been like any other girl - willing to sleep with him, and he had thought that their relationship would be nothing more than a pure fling. But when he had, on an honest mistake, slipped about his family, they had started to talk. She wasn't a Slytherin, and for one of those moments, he was glad of that. She wasn't that judgmental in her behavior towards him, and he hadn't expected the listening ear she had been willing to lend to him. It had been a welcome gesture, and Jasper had been eternally grateful for it.

No more? He raised an eyebrow at her, as a knowing look came across his face. "I'm debating, mentally, whether you'd think that being scary is better or being with me is better. Answer carefully, this will decide a lot of things,"[/color] he said evenly, although the humor was somewhat present in his voice, save the fact laced under many other emotions, one of them being seriousness. He gave a smirk at her, continuing, "You sound all too happy to be rid of me. Why, if I had known but earlier that your feelings towards me were so harsh, you could have let me known earlier."[/color] His tone was flat, and he shrugged again when she said that he would do better than to awaken the wrath. "Love, I know how bloody scary women can get. Trust me."[/color] He said this sincerely, adding, "And aye, if I do wish to still be a companion to someone, I suppose it would be best to try and retain all parts of my body."[/color] He patted himself down in the same beat, as though checking whether all parts of him were really there. Straightening himself after his brief stint at bending downwards, he gave a smile to her when he was done. "As of now, all there!"[/color]

There was something oddly comfortable about the feel of her lips against his. It was a softness that he was accustomed to, and on hindsight, would have some problem with parting with, if he was made to. However, such moments were not to last. Lust was a dangerous thing, and the last thing Jasper wanted to have to deal with was a raging erection at the borders of the Forbidden Forest. That was ridiculous, and certainly not comfortable for either of them. No, his retreat had been necessary. He would continue to tell himself that, until the end of time. It was necessary, it was it was it was. He gave a sly smile towards Dahlia, shaking his head. "Never, de Luca. You couldn't make me, either,"[/color] he replied cheekily, not the least bit remorseful for his actions. Immediately diverting his attention back to the path, he walked at a slow rate, hoping to prolong the time out. Not long enough though, for soon enough the walls of Hogwarts were gracing them both.

Looking at the place with disnterest, he turned to face Dahlia once again. Quietly, he murmured, "It seems we part here, love."[/color] Jasper surveyed her quietly, himself standing on the steps of Hogwarts that led to the Great Hall, his voice not revealing a tinge of emotion. Giving her a smile, he murmured again, "I will see you at the Halloween Ball. Goodnight, Dahlia."[/color] Her name, her first one, was finally used by him, and as he stepped closer to her and pressed a kiss to her lips, one that was meant to bid her goodnight, he felt himself smile against them. He could definitely get used to doing this all the time, for it wasn't everyday that he was given the luck of wishing the fair Gryffindor goodnight. Pulling back, he pushed his fringe out of his face, eyes twinkling. He wouldn't ask her to bed tonight - it was too late - and Samira wanted practice tomorrow. If he wanted to survive it, it meant no late-night romps, unfortunately. Tonight, they would part, and it was evident as Jasper continued to make his way up the steps. "Don't sleep too late, Head Girl!"[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/size][/justify]

[DAHLIA YVETTE DE LUCA]

There were moments in peoples lives that they just knew you should remain silent, and luckily Dahlia was the kind of person that would listen to the tiny little voice at the back of your mind who advised you in your day to day life. So as he hid his face, she looked away, as he grunted, she remained silent. There was nothing worse than someone pointing out your weakness to yourself, except the fated words are you alright? any idiot that muttered such a sentence you be crucified because half of the time the answer was simply no of course I'm not alright you great git, and all it served to do was to remind you of that fact. With nothing but a small nod, she noted his reaction, and continued, throwing herself into the next topic with more enthusiasm than it perhaps deserved and fixing a nonchalant smile on her face, though, she mused, if this relationship would become... well a relationship, he'd have to work on his ability to confide in Dahlia a lot more.

As he sought to trap her with his words however she couldn't stop the progress of her eyes as they rolled inside her head. And are you suggesting to be with you I have to change myself? That you cannot accept me the way I am? with a teasing smile she mimicked his own words Answer careful, this will decide a lot of things there was a mischievous glint to her eyes as she left his own question unanswered, doubting he would answer hers as a result. Returning his smirk she countered once more But Jasper my dear, I believe you are my test, set by whatever greater power does indeed exist, to put up with one as stubborn and arrogant as yourself surely means I have deserved a life full of luxury and ease fixing a wistful expression in her face, she remained appearing serious for a few moments before glancing back to him with a smirk. Watching his little show she gave a small laugh at his words and replied with a teasing Well I have to say that is a relief, we wouldn't want you losing any important parts from your precious body.

Though she still missed the lingering feel of his lips against him, she was feeling slightly less accommodating than she had only moments before and the sullen Dahlia had returned at his words, of course she had never been so foolish to convince herself she could change any slight thing about the Slytherin boy, but she could have kept such a flickering hope alight if he hadn't squashed it so suddenly. It wouldn't even have been very big things she changed, honestly, just maybe bring his ego down to earth and reign in his womanizing ways slightly. Deciding not to reply once more for fear she would offend him further she instead gave him a stunted smile before concentrating on the ground beneath them, this path took them dangerously close to the lake and heels on soggy ground was not something that should be underestimated.

Of course after years she had honed a skill that had surprisingly served her well, and soon she found the grass turn to stone, and the steps of their temporary home rise towards them. Still slightly annoyed with him she paused and turned to match his own movements. From his place on the steps he towered over her, draping her in the shadows his body created but it did not make her feel any less significant in his presence. Good night Jasper, she echoed softly, a small but chaste smile curling her lips at the revelation that they would actually go to bed alone. How restrained of them. Tilting her head up she accepted the kiss, making the most of the short time that she had pressed against the soft heat of his mouth. Yet she allowed him to pull away, aware of the rules of a good night kiss and gave a small nod as she stepped up towards him with a smile back on her face. Around halfway she overtook him and twisted to face him, not halting her progress as a twinkle grew in her eyes. Sleep tight Carlyle, the echo of her words don't let the bed bugs back flowed over her as she turned to dance up the steps, reaching the school before him and disappearing behind the heavy doors.

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