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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Jan 10, 2012 19:43:29 GMT -5
"Pick me up, push me down, you've got me spinning around I say yes, you say no, it's always stop and then go Why I'm cryin, if we fight, you should be dryin my eyes pick me up, push me down get me off this merry go round and round and round and here we go, round and round and round again"
Narcissa Walked the streets of Hogsmeade alone, She wore her blonde hair in a ponytail. She looked 29 again even though she was older than that. The Woman stopped at a bench and sat down, she thought of her cousiin Reg. Lord knows where he is now, The last Time Cissy Saw Reglus Black was at her 18th birthday.
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Post by Regulus Black on Jan 11, 2012 11:10:20 GMT -5
" a hundred days have made me older since the last time that i saw your pretty face a thousand lies have made me colder and i don't think i can look at this the same "
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[/font] It had been nearly twenty years since he had last walked these streets. The town had changed, but not so much as to be completely unrecognizable. Regulus Black wore a hooded cloak over Muggle clothes so as to obscure his face. Not that he was expecting danger or to run into anyone right now. He didn't exactly know where he was going, and upon vaguely seeing a bench through a haze of thoughts, he sat down without looking at the woman sitting on the other end. He pushed back his hood to reveal a head of black hair and a face that still looked young for his age, but in doing so accidentally elbowed the bench's other occupant. "Sorry." he muttered distractedly.
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Jan 14, 2012 18:37:04 GMT -5
Pick me up, push me down, you've got me spinning around I say yes, you say no, it's always stop and then go Why I'm cryin, if we fight, you should be dryin my eyes pick me up, push me down get me off this merry go round and round and round and here we go, round and round and round again
Narcissa Tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as she pulled out her book. She opened it as A man sat down next to her. She heard him say Sorry as he elbowed her. "It's okay" she Said turning to face him. She thought she saw a Ghost, Was it him? "R-R-Reggie?" She said looking into his eyes.
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Post by Regulus Black on Jan 15, 2012 13:09:25 GMT -5
Regulus froze at the sound of the voice. Hardly anyone in the world would say that now, anyone except.. he turned slowly to face the woman beside him. So far he had managed to steer clear of all past connections. Of course he didn't want to but it was dangerous. Danger that when brought up afresh didn't matter. All thoughts of keeping away anymore were forgotten.
Despite the years he instantly recognized his favorite cousin, sharer of laughter so long ago. "Cissy." Reg stared back into her eyes, searching them for any sign of coldness, any sign that he couldn't trust her, but found none. He softly let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "My god, I've missed you."
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Post by Narcissa Malfoy on Jan 26, 2012 13:09:54 GMT -5
(Sorry for the late Reply. Im Sick.) Cissy could not believe it, It as her favorite cousin. She and Reg were like two peas in a pod growing up. She smiled at his response "I've missed you too." She hugged him, her blue eyes filling up with tears of happiness. "I cant believe it's you, I havent seen you since my 18th birthday." She said pulling out her locket, Reg gave it to her when she turned 16. Inside was a photo of the two cousins hugging. Reg was the only one Cissy would confide in, especially when she was in her teens.
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Post by Regulus Black on Jan 29, 2012 16:36:04 GMT -5
Reg hugged her back, some of her happiness at their meeting infecting him too. He'd never dared hope to see her again, alive and well. Her eighteenth birthday, he remembered now. And here they were as if nothing had changed. "What, you don't look much older." he said, letting a little of his old humor come back. He watched as she pulled out a locket that he knew he'd seen before; and the picture inside confirmed it. In spite of his comment Reg couldn't believe she still had it. If Cissy had instead all but forgotten him, he would have understood. He couldn't help a bittersweet smile as he stared at the picture over her shoulder. It was so much nicer than the locket he still had around his own neck. "You've kept this?" He was touched.
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