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RP: Will needs to stop being a pansy

Mar 31, 2007 12:32

Date: 30th November 1976
Characters: Will and Modesty (OMG!!!! ♥!!!!)
Status: Private
Summary: Will didn't get up the courage to write to Modesty about all this DRAMA and WOE. But he can only avoid her for SO LONG.
Status: Incomplete

This was the first night he'd come here in... a long time. But that night he just hadn't been able to keep thoughts of ( Read more... )

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ohmy_modesty March 31 2007, 18:13:10 UTC

Modesty had taken to wandering the halls a whole lot. Probably not the SAFEST past time to take up, but she wasn't exactly concerned. At least, at the moment. Say some sort of creepy stalker person came out of the shadows, then she supposed she would care a whole damn lot, but now- she was okay, she supposed. She hadn't seen Will in a few days which was so ODD- considering she spent most of her time when she wasn't with him, with Rabastan (WHEN HE WASN'T WITH EVAN, YES.) in the Slytherin commons. Where it would be rather hard to miss her considering also that he LIVED THERE AND ALL ( ... )

iwillnott March 31 2007, 21:25:28 UTC

Moving to sit more comfortable, there was some rustling in the tree and suddenly someone was peering up at him and he wasn't all that private and undisturbed anymore.

Fantastic.

"Oh, hello. It's you. Didn't know you'd be out here, too. Nice night, isn't it?"

OH DEAR GOD that was so AWKWARD. Could he just... disappear? Turn into a mouse and scuttle away?

ARGH he was dreading this. This... this confrontation... thing. He hated it. GRR why couldn't things have just remained SIMPLE. BUT NO, Regulus and Will's goddamn THOUGHTS had to interject and tell him that NO, the status quo was NOT perfectly all right; get off your ass and DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT, but as soon as he tried, he failed. And now he was in this in-between place that he hated so much. Hrmph.

ohmy_modesty March 31 2007, 22:32:15 UTC

"Hiya. Me. Yeah. Nice night," she said, and hated it. It was so TENSE. She could barely BREATHE. She wanted to know what she...did. She hadn't done anything particularly stupid, to her knowledge anyway, and didn't really get why she was being avoided in the first place. Usually, she did something to get the silent treatment. As usually fault goes.

"You've been rather scarce lately. Nice to see you, and all," Modesty said, trying to...address? FURTHER THE ANGER AT THIS MYSTERIOUS THING?

Hmph.

iwillnott March 31 2007, 22:36:14 UTC

NNRGL.

This was STUPID and Will HATED himself for it. Why was he acting like such a BABY.

"Right, right. Been... busy, is all." BUSY SNOGGING BOYS. WHAT THE HELL, WILL? "I, er. Yeah. Busy. Thoughts... everywhere. Meh."

He had a lump in his throat and he knew it. She knew it. She knew how this was making him feel, didn't she? She had to know. SHE ALWAYS KNEW. It was like... argh.

Beating his head steadily against the branch behind him, Will let his eyes flutter closed, trying to imagine... that he wasn't there and that this situation was so not happening right now.

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ohmy_modesty April 10 2007, 04:39:50 UTC

"Well, usually, severe injuries to the skull ARE seen as bad things. What with the blood and the whole, dying thing and stuff," she said, mostly to herself, and very lamely.

She really wanted to get mad at him- HORRIBLE, YES, SHE KNEW- but obviously he was going to make it impossible. Again. AS ALWAYS. One day, she vowed, right there in the grass by the Great Lake (OH YES, ONE DAY), she would be able to get mad at him. Really.

"Are you sure? Really? I'm really annoying, you know. Emotional wreck, all the time- this one bloke, always pushing my buttons and such. Will Nott- horrible guy," she said, smiling slightly towards where he was sitting.

iwillnott April 10 2007, 05:16:27 UTC

Will muttered something under his breath, staring at the sky up above.

It was useless. Completely pointless. He didn't move from his position, staring up at the darkness, a few flecks of light sprinkled here and there, the water slowly moving his head, swooshing and swishing it every which way with the current.

He didn't try to stop it. He allowed it to carry him wherever it wanted him to go.

That was the crux of the matter, wasn't it?

He didn't move or look at her when he spoke again, "You have bewitched me mind, body, and soul, Modesty. How can you possibly expect me to consider you annoying. I love--I love--I love you," he finally managed to get out, closing his eyes as he said it, "and if you... oh, god, I can't say it."

Deep breaths. "Look, you really don't have much of a choice. I really hope you feel the same, or, at any rate, could, because I don't know if at this point, much in my life would really matter if you wouldn't."

ohmy_modesty April 12 2007, 05:50:26 UTC

Modesty walked over to the edge of the band and let her feet hang over the edge, her feet skimming the water slightly. She shook her head slightly, smiling a little. "I think I've loved you for a long time," she said gently, staring at the horizon steadfastly.

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

iwillnott April 12 2007, 22:54:48 UTC

"I think I've loved you for a long time."

Wait. WHAT?

Will's mind buzzed with a million ideas. A million questions.

You can't be serious. How long? I feel like even more of an arse now. Now, are we talking love as in... the sort of love you feel for a very good friend, or, potentially a brother, or the fact that you've been IN love with me, because there is a definite difference you know. Why didn't you tell me? You know that makes you a bigger idiot than me, right? I wonder why I'm so commitmentphobic.

But... he said none of those. He just sat up, stared at the water, and nodded, solemnly, slowly. "I don't know what I did to deserve that," he said very slowly, the overabundance of thought making him nearly speechless.

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