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Muse: Trevor Severus Longbottom and Severus Snape
Age: Trev is 14 so, 8 years after grownhp6words
Author's Note: IM Log posted with permission from the_iscariot
If you knew my place. I'll walk straight down, As far as I can go. I'll follow you, you follow me I don't know why, you lie so clean. I'll break right through, the irony.'>
Trev- There's the damn "bee in the bonnet" thing again.
Sev: Look, it beats saying "What the hell's wrong with you?"
Trev- *eyebrows and smirks* I wasn't implying you shouldn't use the phrase Professor, it just...always has sounded a little cutesy *waits for the 'I don't do cute' statement*
Sev: ...Well, sometimes it helps to at least give the appearance of understanding if you cannot be troubled with the actual emotion.
Trev- But a facade of cute? Bees and bonnets? Like hugs and puppies? *stops himself*
Sev: *half laughs* ...everyone is someone's dog.
Trev- *eyebrows*
Sev: When you are as old as I am. *looks over, knowing the boy won't understand* "When you are killing a man, it costs nothing to be polite." Winston Churchill.
Trev- *ponders over that for a moment* So a little politeness, even when it holds no meaning, is needed in certain situations?
Sev: *considers* ...it is better to feel the kindness...
Sev: *licks his lips* But if you cannot feel it, then yes. We're promised so little in this lifetime, Trevor. There is too much uncertainty. The strong have to protect the weak.
Trev- *listens carefully and nods* What happens if the strong become the weak?
Sev: ...how do you mean?
Trev- Even the strongest of men have fallen...
Sev: ...there are many ways to be strong, Trevor. *has begun to stroke Trev's hair* ...support each other.
Sev: No one is weak if we are united. The school can only stand if the four houses are standing together. It is the same thing with the rest of life.
Trev- *leans against his hand, listening to his words and soaking it all in* I guess I have a lot to learn...
Sev: You have time. *leans in and braves a kiss to Trev's temple*
Trev- *looks at him and blinks*
Sev: *catches his eyes and looks away* Forgive me, Mr. Longbottom
Trev- *not entirely sure what to say* You always do that, revert to addressing me by my last name when you stop making eye contact.
Sev: ...it's called putting distance between us.
Trev- The need for distance creeps up fast then does it not?
Sev: *swallows and moves to sit up, moving away* Trevor...
Trev- *blinks, confused* Have I done something wrong?
Sev: No. I have.
Sev: *turns and looks at him* ...I care about you, Trevor.
Trev- *still blinking* And that's wrong...to care about someone?
Sev: *watching him* ...do you remember our talk the other night? About Abraxas Malfoy?
Trev- *nods*
Trev- The man you have such a great admiration for. He taught you...right?
Sev: He was my Erastes. My *has never quite said it in English* lover. I have never taken an Eromenos. I am a teacher, a Headmaster a position of trust. That is not something I would ever want to endanger or abuse.
Sev: *watching him and then looks down* I'm ranting forgive me, Mr. Long- Trevor.
Trev- *isn't really shocked, just kind of trying to understand* You've never spoke of this with me before...Didn't you say the other night that you wanted to take an Eromenos? That it would make you content? *stops talking when his Professor looks down* My apologies, I sometimes forget how inquisitive I can be.
Sev: *watching him* Yes, it would. In truth, I have already chosen my beloved.
Trev- *...* But if you've already chosen him then...*almost as if it hits him across the face he blinks yet again and simply stares...possibly waiting for confirmation*
Sev: ...the Eromenos is courted, an Erastes is chosen.
Sev: I have no kingdom to offer, nothing...but a few memories and battle scars.
Trev- *mutters* You're greater than you give yourself credit for...
Sev: *offers his hand* Trevor, this is not a choice to be made lightly. Not something rushed into because you're curious, I am... *shoulders slump back* I am asking you to listen to me. I have already made a promise to you long ago. Everything you asked, I would answer. I would give you no mask, no lie.
Sev: But...I am asking you to do something for me...and you can say no. I don't want his lessons to die with me
Trev- ...I think I know what you want me to do for you. *looks at his hand, so many thought swirling around his mind* Why me?
Sev: *...considers the question* Because, I have never lied to you. Because you have never asked me to. Because you understand...because there is greatness in you, more so then I think you realize, because you are proud and brave, and you will be great. Because you are worthy of so much more then you see for yourself.
Trev- *positively beaming on the inside, but can't help the little smirk that spreads across his face* You do realize my father will kill you right?
Sev: *blinks, watching him, a very serious tone* I do not intend to lay a hand on you in anything but friendship, Trevor. I would never abuse that trust...
Trev- *finally slips his hand into Sev's* Forgive me, I tend to turn to sarcasm when I don't exactly know what to say...
Sev: *and tugs him closer, pushing another kiss onto his forehead*
Sev: Do you accept me then? my Eromenos?
Trev- *leans against him slightly* I do...Erastes
Sev: *arches brow, as he takes the title and just savors it for a moment, before returning to brushing back his hair: trying to make an effort to hide his obvious pride* My only.
Trev- *leans more assuredly, the hand in his hair comforting, and the two words making him smile a little* I won't disappoint you.
Sev: No. You won't.
Age: Trev is 14 so, 8 years after grownhp6words
Author's Note: IM Log posted with permission from the_iscariot
If you knew my place. I'll walk straight down, As far as I can go. I'll follow you, you follow me I don't know why, you lie so clean. I'll break right through, the irony.'>
Trev- There's the damn "bee in the bonnet" thing again.
Sev: Look, it beats saying "What the hell's wrong with you?"
Trev- *eyebrows and smirks* I wasn't implying you shouldn't use the phrase Professor, it just...always has sounded a little cutesy *waits for the 'I don't do cute' statement*
Sev: ...Well, sometimes it helps to at least give the appearance of understanding if you cannot be troubled with the actual emotion.
Trev- But a facade of cute? Bees and bonnets? Like hugs and puppies? *stops himself*
Sev: *half laughs* ...everyone is someone's dog.
Trev- *eyebrows*
Sev: When you are as old as I am. *looks over, knowing the boy won't understand* "When you are killing a man, it costs nothing to be polite." Winston Churchill.
Trev- *ponders over that for a moment* So a little politeness, even when it holds no meaning, is needed in certain situations?
Sev: *considers* ...it is better to feel the kindness...
Sev: *licks his lips* But if you cannot feel it, then yes. We're promised so little in this lifetime, Trevor. There is too much uncertainty. The strong have to protect the weak.
Trev- *listens carefully and nods* What happens if the strong become the weak?
Sev: ...how do you mean?
Trev- Even the strongest of men have fallen...
Sev: ...there are many ways to be strong, Trevor. *has begun to stroke Trev's hair* ...support each other.
Sev: No one is weak if we are united. The school can only stand if the four houses are standing together. It is the same thing with the rest of life.
Trev- *leans against his hand, listening to his words and soaking it all in* I guess I have a lot to learn...
Sev: You have time. *leans in and braves a kiss to Trev's temple*
Trev- *looks at him and blinks*
Sev: *catches his eyes and looks away* Forgive me, Mr. Longbottom
Trev- *not entirely sure what to say* You always do that, revert to addressing me by my last name when you stop making eye contact.
Sev: ...it's called putting distance between us.
Trev- The need for distance creeps up fast then does it not?
Sev: *swallows and moves to sit up, moving away* Trevor...
Trev- *blinks, confused* Have I done something wrong?
Sev: No. I have.
Sev: *turns and looks at him* ...I care about you, Trevor.
Trev- *still blinking* And that's wrong...to care about someone?
Sev: *watching him* ...do you remember our talk the other night? About Abraxas Malfoy?
Trev- *nods*
Trev- The man you have such a great admiration for. He taught you...right?
Sev: He was my Erastes. My *has never quite said it in English* lover. I have never taken an Eromenos. I am a teacher, a Headmaster a position of trust. That is not something I would ever want to endanger or abuse.
Sev: *watching him and then looks down* I'm ranting forgive me, Mr. Long- Trevor.
Trev- *isn't really shocked, just kind of trying to understand* You've never spoke of this with me before...Didn't you say the other night that you wanted to take an Eromenos? That it would make you content? *stops talking when his Professor looks down* My apologies, I sometimes forget how inquisitive I can be.
Sev: *watching him* Yes, it would. In truth, I have already chosen my beloved.
Trev- *...* But if you've already chosen him then...*almost as if it hits him across the face he blinks yet again and simply stares...possibly waiting for confirmation*
Sev: ...the Eromenos is courted, an Erastes is chosen.
Sev: I have no kingdom to offer, nothing...but a few memories and battle scars.
Trev- *mutters* You're greater than you give yourself credit for...
Sev: *offers his hand* Trevor, this is not a choice to be made lightly. Not something rushed into because you're curious, I am... *shoulders slump back* I am asking you to listen to me. I have already made a promise to you long ago. Everything you asked, I would answer. I would give you no mask, no lie.
Sev: But...I am asking you to do something for me...and you can say no. I don't want his lessons to die with me
Trev- ...I think I know what you want me to do for you. *looks at his hand, so many thought swirling around his mind* Why me?
Sev: *...considers the question* Because, I have never lied to you. Because you have never asked me to. Because you understand...because there is greatness in you, more so then I think you realize, because you are proud and brave, and you will be great. Because you are worthy of so much more then you see for yourself.
Trev- *positively beaming on the inside, but can't help the little smirk that spreads across his face* You do realize my father will kill you right?
Sev: *blinks, watching him, a very serious tone* I do not intend to lay a hand on you in anything but friendship, Trevor. I would never abuse that trust...
Trev- *finally slips his hand into Sev's* Forgive me, I tend to turn to sarcasm when I don't exactly know what to say...
Sev: *and tugs him closer, pushing another kiss onto his forehead*
Sev: Do you accept me then? my Eromenos?
Trev- *leans against him slightly* I do...Erastes
Sev: *arches brow, as he takes the title and just savors it for a moment, before returning to brushing back his hair: trying to make an effort to hide his obvious pride* My only.
Trev- *leans more assuredly, the hand in his hair comforting, and the two words making him smile a little* I won't disappoint you.
Sev: No. You won't.