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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 19, 2011 21:08:10 GMT -5
Once more Rigoletto found him self watching over Annabella, though some time had passed it was clear she still was thinking on matters between her & Oliver, time that Snape, Rigoletto & others though best to allow before Oliver was allowed to see her. So Rigoletto would insure that Oliver did not get close to Annabella for the time being, he was seating in a chair & Annabella had when he last cheeked on her was taking a nape he could not blame her. There where spells & wards around the home to see that Rigoletto did not miss anything if someone was close but, for now he remained alert for any sign of trouble.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 19, 2011 21:16:40 GMT -5
Anna slept Peacefully in her room at her godfather's house. Her streaked hair was tangled and she was unsure of who Oliver Davidson was really. There was still a majority of her wanting him with her but her conscience told her it was not wise. She hugged the werewolf doll that Oliver had given her for her sweet 16. It smelt like him, she was in her 4th week of pregnancy now and she mainly was either at Hogwarts or here.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 19, 2011 21:17:17 GMT -5
Oliver hadn't been allowed to see Anna in what felt like forever, the last time being in the room of requirement. Rigoletto and Snape, along with Anna's father were doing a good a job at keeping him away from her, and Oliver wasn't sure why. He knew though, that she would be at Rigoletto's place tonight, and he needed to see her. Dressed in a pair of jeans a a black t-shirt, Oliver wore a black leather jacket keeping with his bad boy image. His hair was messy, but that was normal. Walking up the steps Oliver knocked on the door and waited for it to be answered. He would see Anna tonight, and no one could stop him.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 19, 2011 22:35:01 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard the knock, though as he moved to get it he did not have to be close to know who it was, he was amazed it took this long for the man to show him self but, he would not allowed him to see Annabella over his dead boy, he reached for the knob of the door & made sure to be ready for anything. He flicked his wand to set a second spell if Oliver managed to get by him some how that would stop him but, he did not see the man be able to do it not yet any way. Once he opened the door, he used his body to keep it blocked as he saw Oliver & he spoke a tone that showed he was not welcome "You are not welcome here Oliver, I advise you to leave"
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 19, 2011 22:44:49 GMT -5
"Oliver waited, his arms crossed over his wide chest. He had to play this right, Rigoletto didn't like him, and he was in the vampires territory. One wrong move and that could be the end of him. Shoving a hand through his messy hair, Oliver waited, it felt like forever, but he needed to see Anna. To know that she was okay. She hadn't been returning his phone calls and owls, and that terrified him. As the door opened, Oliver stood proudly, but made no effort to get around Rigoletto. He had expected the leech to be hostile, and Oliver could feel the spells which were bound around the door to keep him out.
"Good day Rigoletto," Oliver said with a tilt of his head, old world courtesy that he neither owed the vampire nor wanted to give him, but knew he needed some leverage to get to see Anna. "Lucky for me I've never listened to others," Oliver said with a shrug of his shoulders as Rigoletto told him to leave. "I think I've given you and Anna's father more than enough room when it comes to me not being around her. I'd like to see her, and if you deem it necessary, you can even be there... Vampire." Oliver spat the last word as if it were a curse, a bad word of sorts. "If you please, I know she's here, and it's been 4 weeks that she hasn't spoken to me. I need to at least see that she is alive and well instead of just hearing it from second sources."
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 19, 2011 23:02:49 GMT -5
There was not missing Olive rs actions to start but, he payed them little heed he knew why the man was here "You will learn to listen to others in this matter Oliver, as for you thinking you have given enough room, it appears that it matters little for you still are not going to see her, she said she did not wish to see you & I plain to keep it that way tell told other wise by her. He would not back down in this matter, Annabella did not wish to see him & if she did not answer his calls & notes it was his issue, perhaps it would make him think on the fool he was for lying to Annabella on what he was & not taking the steeps to insure she would not become with child because, he could not hold back his wants or needs.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 19, 2011 23:13:03 GMT -5
Oliver rolled his eyes in annoyance. "If she doesn't want to see me Rigoletto," Oliver started moving close to the door not going as far as to cross, not sure what Rigoletto had in store for him spell wise. "Then let her come down here and tell me to my face." Oliver stood proud. "You wish for me to leave her alone, I will only do as she wishes, no one else. She is a grown woman and deserves to be treated like one. Let her voice be the one to tell me to hit the road and I will leave her be. Stop being a little owl Rigoletto, and grow a pair..." Oliver trailed off a wicked smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Or are you afraid she will chose me?" Oliver couldn't help the smirk, he knew Anna's heart chose him, and if he could just talk to her, he could right whatever wrong he had done to her, although he wasn't sure what that was.
"Annabella!" Oliver yelled past Rigoletto, knowing the girl had good hearing but hoping she wasn't too far away not to hear him. "Annabella, get your butt out here now! I need to see you're alright."
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 19, 2011 23:43:22 GMT -5
Rigoletto steeped forward a bit when Oliver moved closer, not so much to give him away around him but, to show he would not take anything from him. Though with his words to grow a pair he felt his inner beast growl, he had little fear for Annabella choosing who she would be with, she had shown no interested in him in such away so he did not press the matter, making it clear that in some way she still loved or cared about Oliver.
When he yelled for Annabella, Rigoletto was quick to acted he knew that she had been a sleep & he planned to allow her to sleep, even more so with her being with child something Oliver did not know yet any way & he was not telling him. His hand moved like lighting as he moved to grab Olivers throat if but, to make a point that he was not taking this form Oliver & would insure he found reason to hold his throat.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 7:48:53 GMT -5
Anna awoke to the sound of Oliver yelling, She got up and looked around for a moment then she went over to the window. Nope he wasnt there, so She came downstairs. Part of her wanted to see him so badly and the other part didnt. there he was being strangled by her babysitter. She hugged the Werewolf doll tightly to her chest as sthe locket shook. "Rigoletto! Put him down please!" She said standing at the bottom of the Stairs. She wore a baggy Tshirt that cover the baby bump and a pair of Pyjama pants with hearts all over them.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 20, 2011 9:58:41 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard Annabella's words he let got of Oliver, not that he had enogh to truly harm him but, he was working to keep form Oliver waking Annabella, he had fail in that issue. He looked at Annabella before he looked to Oliver again, he waited for Annabella to speak again but, for the time he did not move from where he was to insure if she did not want Oliver near her he would not. He would fallow Annabell's words, though he was unsure he would be happy with it.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 20, 2011 12:18:54 GMT -5
Oliver felt Rigoletto's hand go around his throat and didn't fight it. Sure it hurt was hard to breath, but Oliver doubted that Rigoletto would do anything if Oliver didn't make a move to fight him. ANd Oliver didn't want to fight he just wanted to see Anna. When he heard her speak, Oliver couldn't help but smirk. He knew she'd come for him, and that only made coming out here to prove to Rigolettos that Anna would choose him even sweeter. "Rigoletto, that was hardly necessary to try to strangle me," Oliver said raking a hand through his medium brown hair, his blue eyes glaring into the vampire. "If you'd be so kind dear herbology professor, I would like to see for my own eyes that Anna is okay, and you are kind of blocking her from my sight."
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 18:02:53 GMT -5
Anna's eyes widened at the boys. After Rigoletto set Oliver down she let of a sigh of relief. "Thank you Rig." The Vampire was assigned to take care of the young woman while Snape was away. It kinda sucked. She stepped to the side of Rigoletto, there were heavy bags under her eyes and her stomach was getting bigger.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 20, 2011 18:18:49 GMT -5
Olivers eyes widened in shocked horror as Anna came into view. "Anna, what's wrong? What's happened to you?" He spoke softly, but his tone was demanding. Oliver tried to get inside to Anna, to hold her close and make whatever was wrong go away but he couldn't get past Rigolettos' spells. "Damnit Rigoletto," Oliver said annoyed. "Take the spells down and let me in, I'm not going to eat her." Oliver looked at Anna willing her to tell him what was wrong. "He hasn't taken you blood has he?" Oliver demanded accusingly looking at Rigoletto and then back at Anna. "You're not safe with him."
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 18:58:21 GMT -5
Anna looked at the father of her baby she was pretty pale too. "Olliver you remember when I slept over in your room with you? Well the thing is that Im carrying your baby." She looked to the ground "and I know that you are a werewolf." That part took her a lot to say.
"no I still have my blood."
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 20, 2011 19:11:22 GMT -5
Oliver stood there in shock, her words rocking him emotionally and physically. Oliver stood feeling as if she'd just punched him in the gut, and that she was tearing out his heart at the same time. "And you told him before me?" Oliver asked his eyes narrowing as he looked at the vampire prince. "I thought you'd come to me with something as huge as this Annabella," Oliver moved away from the door in shock. how could she not have told him. How could she have told Rigoletto and who knew who else, before he, the father of the child found out. Feeling his beast close to the surface, Oliver moved back from the door, his eyes flashing amber and then turning back to the piercing blue. "I thought you loved me Annabella, but I can see you don't accept who or what I am. I've been a werewolf longer than I've known you, the beast is part of me, I am the wolf, but I control it, and I've never once turned against you. But I see how you truly feel." Oliver turned and nodded his head to Rigoletto as if to leave. "I won't bother you again." With that Oliver started to head down the steps away from the house, his shoulders squared as he was determined not to show any hurt.
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