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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 19:33:49 GMT -5
At his words Anna just broke down. "I didnt tell Rigoletto. I told Snape first because she is like a father to me. Thats how Rigoletto knew. He's been babysitting me." She was in tears, her aura turned a dull blue. "My father told me you were a werewolf. This is why he arranged the marriage. I told my Dad I was pregnant and I got thown out. Oliver even Ask Rigoletto I have been writing songs about you ever since I found out I was having your baby." She said not wanting him to leave. An Idea flashed into her head. She would sing to him.
"I can be tough
I can be strong
But with you, It's not like that at all
Theres a girl who gives a shit
Behind this wall
You just walk through it
And I remember all those crazy thing you said
You left them running through my head
You're always there, you're everywhere
But right now I wish you were here
All those crazy things we did
Didn't think about it just went with it
You're always there, you're everywhere
But right now I wish you were here"
She sang as she held her Werewolf doll close to her heart.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 20, 2011 20:05:22 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard Olivers words he easily smirked "That was hardly a strangle" He could of killed him & Oliver should of know that he had been making a point. He did not move with Olivers words, he only would move on Annabella's at the moment, perhaps Oliver was that stupid for he already told him so once.
He did not miss Annabella words, though as she moved to his side he did give her room but, not so much he could not acted if need be, he did nothing with Olivers words on his spells it would teach him a think or two about being a fool. Though with his word on taking blood he felt his anger flicker to life if Annabella had not been there he would of hit Oliver for the statement. "She has been safer with me then you" Rigoletto growled at Oliver, there was no missing Annabella's words to him well at least he knew now why Annabella was upset with him, if he would only learn from it.
Rigoletto said noting as he watched the two he only would if need but, he felt Annabella & Oliver had to speak of or more so Oliver had much to make up for because, it should not of come to this he should of been honest with her to start with before he thought of sleeping with her.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 20, 2011 20:31:31 GMT -5
Oliver took a deep breath. He had a temper, he knew that, and he had a right to be upset he'd been the last to know about Anna being pregnant. But he couldn't stand to see her cry. Anna's voice reached to him as he walked away from the door, making him stop and turn around, though he made no effort to move closer, hoping that with the space, she would come to his side.
"Anna, you're no longer a child, and I fight to prove to these people at the school and your father that you are not the little girl they think to treat you as, but if you can't see the problem of going to a father figure before, the man who's child grows inside of you, I can't help you. If you want to be treated like an adult, and you want to have the life with me rather than having this arranged marriage, you need to prove it. I should have been the first to know."
Oliver paused and raked a hand through his hair again before shoving his hands in his pockets. A nervous gesture. "You didn't even come to me after knowing what I was, and asking about it. We've been friends since before Hogwarts. I thought you could at least turn to me. I didn't tell you what i was because of exactly what has happened, you've turned your back on me and us. You don't want to be with me, or you wouldn't be standing there hiding behind Rigoletto and his spells like I was some sort of monster. You would have come to me instead of anyone else." Oliver sighed in frustration.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 21:35:54 GMT -5
Anna wiped the salty tears from her face and sighed. "Oliver is Right. Im not a little girl anymore." She said smirking, She looked over at Rigoletto and walked out the door out into Oliver's arms. "Im Really really sorry. I was afraid to tell you at first."
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 20, 2011 21:50:28 GMT -5
Rigoletto heard Olivers & Annabella's words, he said nothing to ether & even when Annabella left he remained silent, after all she would not listen to him in this matter & it was clear she was quick to forgive Oliver for lying mostly. He knew she was not a child but, there was a difference & he did not know if the two where ready for what would come with a child, it was not something once could just pass off & it changed ones life where they had to think of the child first & always what was best for it & not them self's. He knew that he would have to tell Snape that Annabella left, though he was unsure if she would be back or if she would stay with Oliver, only time would tell & that was something that was unclear.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 20, 2011 22:05:43 GMT -5
Oliver wrapped Anna up tight in his arms, holding her close and keeping her warm against the chill in the air. She looked tired, and he couldn't help but hate himself for causing her any pain, but she should have come to him. Kissing the top of her head, Oliver looked up to meet Rigoletto's eyes. He knew what it meant to have a child, he wasn't young and stupid, he was a man who had traveled the world. Yes, he had been a bit of a player, but when it came to Anna no one else mattered. "You have a choice, Anna" Oliver said softly. "You can stay with Snape, or you can come with me and live with me. You should have let me know that your father kicked you out. You know you always have a home with me." Oliver rested his chin on the top of her hear glaring at Rigoletto, daring him to say otherwise.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 20, 2011 22:32:15 GMT -5
Anna Shivered but Oliver kept her warm, she felt safer. She felt Oliver kissing her head and she smiled. "Oliver im staying with you. It's only Fair since you are the Baby's Daddy."
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Nov 26, 2011 15:14:00 GMT -5
Oliver smiled smugly, happy with her choice. He knew Rigoletto wouldn't be happy with the arrangements, but Oliver didn't really care. Breathing her in, Oliver held Anna for a moment longer before letting her go. "Go get your stuff then," Oliver said looking from Anna to Rigoletto. "There is one too many blood suckers here for me." Olivers eyes flashed dangerously, as looked at Rigoletto, his beast close to the surface. Oliver was close to figuring out how to change into a werewolf at will, and he wishes her could change right then and there and free their world of the leech.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Nov 27, 2011 21:22:09 GMT -5
Rigoletto did not miss Annabella's words but, he would not stop her it was her choose after all but, did not mean that there would not be trouble to fallow. Though with Oliver's words he just smirked light before he spoke "No need to be jealous Oliver, with you getting the short end of the stick but, then again you are more likely to fetch the stick so, it should work out just fine for you" He mealy was working to push Oliver's buttons, he was growing tired of him treating him the way he did, after all he did nothing truly to harm him or what any moral would do & he always had to badger him, as if to prove something.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Nov 28, 2011 8:51:46 GMT -5
Anna nodded and walked into the house, she was almost up the stairs When Her child kicked so hard that one of her ribs Broke. Annabella Screamed in agony as salty tears dripped from her eyes.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 1, 2012 17:51:45 GMT -5
Oliver heard Anna scream, and he rushed up the steps only to be stopped by the holding spell that Rigoletto had placed on the door. "Let me in Vampire," Oliver growled, his eyes flashing yellow and wolf like. "Let me in NOW". Oliver worked frantically, trying to work out a counter spell that would disarm the one that was keeping him out of the house. Anna was hurt, and he needed to know that she was okay and so was the baby. Glaring at Rigoletto, Oliver made a silent promise to rip out his heart the next full moon.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 1, 2012 20:08:29 GMT -5
Rigoletto along with Oliver heard Annabella scream, he quickly turned on his heals with out looking at Oliver, though he heard his words. He silently lowered the spells that where keeping Oliver away but, he would kill the man if he tried something. Once at Annabella side he cheeked her over, to see what had happened. "Annabella, where does it hurt?" Though he had a good idea he had to be sure before he knew if a potion would help or if more would need to be done.
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Post by Annabella Lestrange on Jan 1, 2012 23:37:40 GMT -5
the pain was unimaginable, her eyes blurred with her tears. She contiuned to Scream in agony. She heard Oliver trying to convince Rigoletto to let him in, and she also heard Rigoletto. "My Ribs!" She said wailing from the pain. She hoped that Oliver would be allowed in to calm her down.
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Post by Oliver Davidson on Jan 1, 2012 23:57:06 GMT -5
Oliver was through the door as fast as Rigoletto had the barrier down. Making his way over to where Anna was, he growled at Rigoletto. "Don't touch her," he snapped going to Anna's side. He'd never been good with spells, but Oliver was pretty handy when it came to healing, and was gifted in the way of being able to heal without potions or a wand.
Kneeling beside Anna, he placed his large hand over her ribs where they were broken, murmuring soft healing spells under his breath. He hoped it would work, but he hadn't tried actually healing someone since he was younger, so his skills were a little rusty. At the same time as he tried to heal Anna, Oliver looked over at Rigoletto. "She'll need a blanket in case she goes into shock..." Oliver looked away from Rigoletto and back to Anna his attention on her as he brushed hair away from her face.
When he finished, Oliver looked down at Anna, "Does that feel better?" He asked, worry in his eyes.
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Post by Professor Rig Carillon-Dra on Jan 2, 2012 0:20:48 GMT -5
Rigoletto felt his anger flicker at Olivers words though, for the moment he complied to no touching Annabella he soon felt the feeling of fetcher, with Olivers words. He complied to Olivers words as he went to get a blanket, though he grabbed a pillow as well not that Oliver would use it or ask for his help but, he was not about to leave the home though he though to still give them space for the time. But, if anything happened he would know, he did not have to be in the same room for that. Walking back into the room he set the items down, so that Oliver could reach them & he could not be accused of anything where it regarded Annabella.
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