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Post by Charlotte Darcy on Dec 25, 2006 12:30:00 GMT -5
Christmas day. Christmas bloody day. Emerald had a herbology project to be due in on the week back, she had no idea how to start it and she still lacked in presents for Matt. The Fina female couldn't believe that she hadn't bought him something already, and had been putting it off since she and him had gotten together several nights before. So, she was planning on getting this homework project done and then rushing into the town to try and find something for Mattie.
She rushed down the hall to Professor MacKeltar's office, and knocked on the door, plastering a fake, pleasant smile on her pretty features. The hallways were pretty cold nowadays, and, teeth chattering, she rubbed her arms through her thick, black jacket and waited for the professor to answer.
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Post by Domitan MacKeltar on Dec 25, 2006 13:12:25 GMT -5
((*rubs hands together* Mm'kay. TIME TO GET THIS SHIZ STARTED.))
Dom had been having a pretty crappy Christmas, as usualy. Adam, his cousin, had not yet returned. He wasn't sure where he had gotten off to, but he was getting worried. The Death Eaters had attacked him before, and he was certain they would do it again. And as for his sister, he hadn't seen her either. He knew she was probably torturing someone, though, and she hadn't even sent him an owl to say merry Christmas. He was pretty sure she had left to go and speak with the head Death Eaters for the holidays, wanting to get as many updates on her duties as possible.
As for him, he had woke up and reached for the alcohol. Sadly, he had very little, and so he couldn't get smashed, which was his usual choice of holiday-spending time. However, he wasn't at a complete loss... He had gotten dressed and went to take a shower. Squeaky clean and his hair dripping wet, he was currently wearing boxers and jeans. There were no socks or shirt to be found, but that didn't bother him in the slightest. He went to a drawer, pulling the key out of the end of his wand and opened it. In here were most of his secrets, and only Adam knew how to get to them. He then opened it and pulled out a bottle, taking a few pills out. He tossed them back, gulping back some water to wash them down.
Then he towel-dried his hair a little, and it was nice and messy. He tapped it with his wand, and it was dry once more. He then heard a knock at the door, and -- messy hair and all -- he went to the door and opened it, thinking it was Anna, Adam, or another staff member. Therefore, he was surprised when he saw a student on his doorstep. He offered a smile, though it didn't reach his guarded eyes, and stepped back. "Hello, Ms. Darcy. Come in..." It was much warmer in his room, though it was far from 'cozy'...
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Post by Charlotte Darcy on Dec 25, 2006 13:43:07 GMT -5
The girl had been reconsidering staying here to ask for help from the professor, and, biting her nails and shuffling her trainer-covered feet, had been beginning to start turning around. After all, she thought, nodding, Mattie's an Intermise. She was sure that he would be able to help her with the homework, and she'd ask him about it later, when he got back from work. Also, this way she'd have more time to get his present, and there'd be time for each other to be together afterwards. Perfect, wasn't it?
Yep, perfect, but too late.
She was just about to turn and leave, when Professor MacKeltar answered the door. Judging by the way he was dressed, Emerald said. "Oh, I'm sorry, sir. If you're busy, I'm sure I could come back later, or..." She smiled, and stepped inside anyway, because he had practically answered what she had said before. "Thanks. I was just wondering about that project you set." She smiled sheepishly. "I was away for most of the term, and I must say, I'm having a little trouble with it."
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Post by Domitan MacKeltar on Dec 25, 2006 14:00:49 GMT -5
He smiled and shut the door. He had his wand in his front pocket, though he had shrunk it as always so it would fit more easily. He then stepped inside, feeling the drugs taking effect. Uh-oh. Bad timing for Ms. Darcy. He walked over to her and said,"Ah yes. The project..." He fell silent for a moment, thinking, and said,"Away for most of the term? Well, normally I would inquire as to why you were not there... However, being Christmas, I believe I will let that slide."
He looked back at her, his judgement skills slurring. She was a very beautiful young girl... No. Okay, that was going too far... He couldn't have sex with a student! He smiled politely and said,"As for the project..." He paused, as if to think, but all he could process was how beautiful she was and whatever that perfume she was wearing. It smelled nice... He shook his head slightly, resisting as best he could... However, it was not to be. He took a breath and said,"Forgive me, I am trying to remember exactly what was assigned..." He took a few steps away, turning away from her at a table near the door as if too get a cup of coffee. He pointed his wand at the door and locked it from both the outside and in. Only his wand could unlock it... Then he made the walls sound-proof...
This was going to be the biggest mistake of Ms. Darcy's life, and the professor wouldn't even remember it... He turned and took a few steps towards her, the wand back in his pocket. A smile was in place as he advanced, and he got close enough to reach her before he said,"Emerald, right? Emerald Darcy?" His drugged mind was slow to process, but his next action was far from slow. He stepped closer to her before he grabbed her, picking her up. He then carried her over to the bed, feeling her struggles. But they were futile. He then threw her down, looking at her. Now, Professor MacKeltar would never do this... However, put him on drugs, and just like every male, he responds solely to desires and whatnot...
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Post by Charlotte Darcy on Dec 25, 2006 14:53:47 GMT -5
Emerald shook her head, feeling the need to explain why she had been absent anyway, and said, "I know. But it was because I only just moved her, sir, not too long ago, and they taught different things at my old school." There we go. That was about the whole reason of why she hadn't attended the school for a very long time, and missed out on some of the curriculum, and she hoped that Professor MacKeltar would be happy with just that. Oh, how wrong she was, the poor young girl, how very wrong she was...
If she had known what was going through the professor's mind, she... well, she would have thought it rather disturbing, of course, and got the hell out of there as fast as she could. But she didn't, and even if she had of known, she couldn't, because she was a girl and he was a strong guy that knew what he wanted. She would have absolutely no chance at all, none whatsoever... "Professor MacKeltar, sir?" she had asked quietly, as he seemed to become a little lost in his own thoughts. He apologized then, however, and Emerald missed his locking and sound-proofing of the room.
"Yeah," Emerald said with another smile, as he recited her nickname. Teachers hardly ever called her Emerald... it was good to be called what she wanted by them, for once, instead of bloody 'Charlotte', like usual. She turned her head, looking around the room, and suddenly felt arms around her roughly, pushing her forward and lifting her off her feet and shoving her onto the bed that was in the room. She let out a yell as the rough shove knocked the breath out of her, and her head hit the head board painfully. She turned to that she could see Domitan, confused and hurt indeed.
What the heck was going on?
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