Sealed with a Butterbeer[Kalib]

[mariellacovas]

Mariella made a few soft shooshing sounds as he began to talk, she just hearing the pain in his voice. When she heard that weakened tone in his voice, she couldn't help but squeeze him a little tighter, truthfully wanting to soothe the pain away. She couldn't simply stand there and do nothing, it was simply Mariella's way of nurturing. "Será aceptable...."Mariella said softly, her words slipping back into Spanish. She had found this to be more comforting to some people, just maybe it would work in comforting him as well. Although, on the inside she couldn't but feel giddy, she know knew that he cared for her more,had chosen her over that other girl. It made her feel so happy, simply full of warmth that one felt in a lot of teenage romance novels. But the fact this was real life was ten times better.

"We are but mere humans..."Mariella said softly, her voice smooth and calm. "We are meant to make mistakes....to be imperfect beings...but if we learn from our past mishaps...then we know we have not lived this life for nothing...that we are better than mere animals." Mariella looked at him, a small smile still sitting on her lips. She had spoken from the heart there, telling him what she really thought about the whole situation. Her heart was pounding and her face felt flush as she communicated with him, this whole situation almost overwhelming on her mind. Well, she had gone through quite a situation that day, but she knew she wouldn't trade it for the world...Well maybe him having a girlfriend, but nothing other than that.

Her smirk grew a bit more as she felt him place his face back in her shoulder. One of her hands came up and lightly rested against the back of his neck. She slowly ran her fingers in circles there, only to relax him, hand rising a bit and petting the back of his head ever so gently. "Well, it's only the truth..."Mariella said softly. "Please know....you'll always find those words...in me."She turned her head slightly, Mariella's cheek resting lightly against the side of his head sighing softly. Again, she had slipped back into Spanish, murmuring how it was going to be okay, how everything was going to be alright.

[kalib]

Something about the way she handled herself, it made Kalib feel all the more attracted to her. He was cheating on his girlfriend, with this girl, right here – and she was telling him was it okay? How was it okay? Out of all the people in the world, he felt he least deserved someone so special. She was hurting to, and yet she kept a bold front. Still, it was nice for a change, to have someone care for him. Care for him so deeply.

He seemed to have almost mastered his thoughts when she drew his hand to his neck, swirling a delicate finger in circles. Something about the comforting motion made Kalib feel very sleepy, like if she were to let go, he’d slump onto the ground. With his eyes still closed against her shoulder, he breathed deeply into her. “You’re simply amazing, you know that? Really, I mean it. Maybe it’s because of that…” That what? I love you more? Hadn’t he told Annette the same thing only a week ago? The name sent a dagger into his heart – how could he go to her and tell her…all this…?

Kalib finally pulled back enough to look at her, easing their embrace as his hands slipped back to her hips. He started up again: “Maybe that’s why I find myself falling for you. You seem so much more relaxed by my presence, like you…know what you’re doing. Not blinding loving another, but like you’ve done it before.” He’d let the word slip – was he ready to tell her that? Did he expect the same in return? Every time he uttered those three little words he turned right back around and tore the girl to pieces.

Still, he went on: “I guess it’s just because while you seem to understand me, you don’t’ mind so much of my arrogant side either. The side that sometimes wants to kiss you just a little bit more then it probably should.” He smiled weakly. “I guess just know that…for all you’ve accepted of me, I’m willing to return the favor.” Talking didn’t hurt so much; he was slowly gaining the strength back in his voice. “Always willing,” he muttered more to himself then her, “Always.”

[mariellacovas]

She could hear how deeply his was breathing, knowing her relaxing techniques were working if not a bit too well. Mariella smiled slightly as she looked down at him, shaking her head slightly. All these compliments were almost overwhelming, although she would never stop it. She did enjoy hearing things about herself. "I'm not that amazing..."she said softly. "I'm just understanding...I know how complicated things can get." She bit her lip, reflecting on previous rather sour memories from her earlier years. Yeah, she understood her predicament after being put by not only one but two of these incidents before. She was chewing lightly on her bottom lip, another nervous habit of hers, although she really didn't know why she did it. It seemed to only occur when she was facing anxiety, and this situation was just bound to make her a little anxious. Other than the slight gnawing on her lip, she seemed to be completely calm.

Her eyes focused on his as she felt his hand slowly slip to her hips, smiling as she felt so natural in his hands. She gave a flattered smile as he stood there, talking such sweet words to her. She blinked, feeling her spirits rise to such amazing heights at the sound of loving. Did he really mean that or was that the confused babble of a young man with an indecisive heart. She could only hope for the previous, knowing just how much she'd love for some actual loving now. She hadn't had that in a while, someone she felt so natural, so relaxed, so like...herself. This is why she could feel herself falling for the boy. She couldn't help but question if she was really falling though. This was one day of chat over a butterbeer but already she felt so close, so special when around him. Hopefully it was more a factor of heart rather than that of hormones. A red blush had stained her cheeks as she looked at him, slightly searching his face.

"I have to admit it...I am extremely relaxed around you." Mariella said as he stopped. "You just make me feel...like I can be myself, like I don't have to act fake or...so unlike myself. And....I know what I'm doing...I've had a few boyfriends in my younger years, although...not many I could say that I felt this close to....felt that I could--" Mariella had unconsciously pressed herself closer to him, looking up at him as she listened, just cutting herself off. She couldn't reveal that, she wasn't sure if it was concrete! She wasn't going to be like those girls that threw the words 'I love you' out there so loosely. Never! She would be sure of what she felt before she ever spoke it...at least when it came to this. Mariella couldn't help but laugh softly at the mention of arrogance. "We're both Slytherins darling, if I hadn't grown used to arrogance, I would've never made anywhere...But I don't think I couldn't accept you...you just make it too hard." A slow smile moved onto her lips as she gently placed her head on his chest, finding so much comfort in knowing that he would never condescend her, he would accept who she was. How nice.

OOC:Just curious, would you mind if after this smooths out, making a thread in the Common Room?

[kalib]

OOC: Certainly! I would not mind in the least! ;D Perhaps we could place it a few days after this bit? Or are we talking straight afterwards? Either, I am for it.


So, maybe he would receive that in return? Certainly everything she’d done had thus confirmed it, but really, what right did he say that he loved someone when he was a mere eighteen years old? He had experience in the field, oh yes, but really? Where had it landed him? With more girlfriends then he could count nor remember and none ending nicely. What did that say about this so-called “love” life of his, eh? What shred of hope could he possibly have that this would turn out right? Disappear into nothingness and leave him in Mariella’s arms and having it be them against the world? Surely – surely – life never worked out so smoothly.

Still, he found himself relishing her in soft, Spanish-originated words; in her delicate, yet almost forceful longing, in her sweet touch; in her undeniable way to put his mind at ease and really, honestly, make him think that everything just might be okay. Would he describe her as perfect? Just maybe. Kalib was certainly going to explore that fact, to see if maybe he could. “Perfect” was the underlying principle of love, which, well… He already knew where that had led him previously.

But through all this, she had kept talking and he had kept a steady gaze on her eyes. Only was his lock broken when she rested her precious head against his chest once more. Now, more then ever, he realized just how close they had become over the last few hours. The way her body just seemed to make his melt against her, how easily her comfortable words flowed and his in return. Was it possible to get to know someone so quickly? Somewhere in his mind a yes sounded, but did he believe it? Again, another yes.

Kalib was pulled out of his dream-like state when he heard that same owl hoot. It was almost like he was trying to let him know they were still at Hogsmeade and they still needed to head back to Hogwarts – a reality-checking owl. How very interesting.

He didn’t want to be the one to break such a moment, but it was beginning to seem inevitable. He drew one hand from her hip and caressed her cheek to make her look back up. “Perhaps now, we should start heading back?” His tone clearly stated his own disagreement, but knew he best listen to his head and not his heart in this one matter. “We are wanted back at school.” Kalib smiled weekly, aware how close her lips were to his again. “We can’t just disappear. Maybe after graduation.” A small, little chuckle. Maybe.

[mariellacovas]

[OOC:Well I was thinking that maybe the next day would be best since there isn't much time left in the day, I don't think]

Mariella seemed so relaxed as she leaned into him, her eyes shutting slowly as she sighed. The feeling of safety she felt when she was with him. It was simply wonderful, he seemed so strong and yet at the same time she knew of the emotional turmoil that he was feeling, something that was almost an utter opposite of what strength is. A real man, in Mariella's eyes, had to be made up of all those things however. Mariella couldn't help but feel animalistic as she rested against him, enjoying the natural scent of man he had. Maybe it was just her, or maybe he had worn some cologne, she didn't know. She just knew that whatever scent this was, it made her relax and smile and just feel so content.

Mariella had blocked out the world as she rested against him, although the feel of his cheek on her hand seemed to be just the thing that would pull her from her romantic Cloud Nine. Her head slowly left his chest, her gaze just rising to look at him, curious of the reason that he had tried to get her attention. A small frown creased her natural smile, she also not wanting to leave, not wanting to join the real word again. She was enjoying standing here with him, away from the real word and in their own little world of teenage romance-- and possible love, even. She sighed softly, knowing even if she disagreed, she would have to leave anyway.

Mariella's eyes seemed to light up as Kalib looked down at her, seeing just how close he was to her. She felt like she could point out every detail that he had from this distance. A smile creased her lips as she heard his comment, shaking her head slowly, her shoulders shrugging. "Maybe..." She didn't mean it, for she knew they both had actual plans for their futures but it was a nice thought. So nice, she thought she might reward him. She closed the space between them, lips pressing against his, starting a sweet, tender kiss. Again she was using an excuse, even if she didn't need one, but it was so nice...

[kalib]

Maybe. Did she really believe that? There seemed to be a silent agreement between them, no need to speak it, for it almost hurt – they would not go on much further then a fling at school, they both knew, but there was no need to face that just yet. For now, he was going to act as if nothing could go wrong, act as if this was forever. It seemed the best approach, as it made him feel so good. But just barely, just barely he had processed this when her lips that had been so close before, were far too close now…did she want that little monster in him that craved physically contact to tackle her? She teased him so well, yes, so very well…

Carefully placing that layer of control over himself – a tight lease if you may – Kalib fell for her tender motion of care, of that thing people always called teenage love. Both hands back to her hips, his grip on her tightened just a little bit and pulled her closer, kissing her harder but un-forcefully. She had every right to move away, no matter how much he didn’t want her to.

But he knew he had to be the bigger person here, he knew he had to exert just a little bit of that male dominance that was so very stereo-typed onto all men. After a moment longer of her passionate kiss, Kalib pulled apart gently. “There will be more time for that, I promise,” he told her with a weak smile – he wanted it to, it’s just…well, there was some small ounce of Kalib that did hold responsible to his educational duties. Maybe his mother was wearing off on him after all.

It was one of the hardest things he had had to do all day, slipping his hands off of her. He hated this distance that had to be forced between them, but he didn’t believe for one moment she’d think he’d let go of her fully. Carefully sliding his hand around hers, he gave her a small tug. “Come on Gorgeous, you can’t possibly think I’m leaving here without you.” He winked slyly, squeezing her hand reassuringly.


EDIT: OOC: Forgot to mention: yes, that works!

[mariellacovas]

[OOC:XD, okay]


Mariella knew that he could tell, although she herself didn't want to admit it. She didn't want another fling, truthfully, she wanted a relationship. An honest relationship with someone. Even if Kalib seemed like the perfect person, she herself knew that this wasn't going to be one of those relationships that lasted forever, or even a year after school. It was disappointing, but she could be happy while it lasted, be happy with what she had been given. She knew that for right now, she was more than happy to be with Kalib, even if it was just a temporary thing.

Her hands found themselves slowly moving upwards to rest on his shoulders lightly, eyes slipping closed. She enjoyed their close contact, feeling how he suddenly help her tighter and took over just slightly in the kiss. It was so wonderful, the way that he took over and for some reason it made her feel even more feminine...Maybe it was the feminine-masculine balance that they were giving off. She gave a soft whimper as he pulled away, looking back at him in an almost pleading fashion. She didn't want to lose the touch of his lips on hers, she just would love to sit there and have a sweet snog fest. However, it seemed she would have to wait for that promised personal time. She gave a weak smile back at him before nodding her head slowly.

Mariella couldn't help the inner groan that went through he as she felt his hands slide off of her, feeling as if she were sapped of her energy. Peculiar the way things might work, her connection to him causing such a peculiar reaction when they couldn't touch. She smiled though as she felt his hand grab hers, squeezing it with a smile. Yes, she was happy and yes she had a goofy, romantic grin on her face however at times she couldn't help but lose her sense of sophistication. She couldn't help but feel she might feel that way around Kalib a lot. "Of course, hermoso", she said happily, winking back at him.

[kalib]

It was hard, watching how badly Mariella wanted him – it was a mutual agreement it seemed, that no more then a foot could separate them. The thought made him smile. He wondered for a moment if she would allow herself to be directed by him or not. Her sense of leadership in the things she undertook was one of those things that if he tried to overthrow with his own Kalib was likely to earn himself some trouble. However, she seemed to give in, letting herself me pulled along by his hand.

It seemed all too soon that they were back in the real world, on the streets crowded by the last straggling students. He couldn’t believe the time that had went by. Surprised even. However, what surprised him more was when he saw a strangely familiar couple locked in each others arms at a table just outside of Madam Puddifoots. That stupid Zane, snogging the first girl he could get his hands on. And on such public display. Kalib couldn’t deny that he’d never once tried hiding a girlfriend of his from the public though. Still, that was his girlfriend – not a random girl off the streets. Mariella had slowly crept into position of ‘girlfriend’ and felt no remorse proudly displaying her hand in his.

Zane seemed to think otherwise. Kalib had to think hard to keep his composure steady as they passed, as Zane had looked over the girl’s shoulder and his jaw dropped as his eyes widened. The girl he was holding found the response odd and pulled back, glancing over her shoulder. She quickly stood and turned heel on Zane. A satisfactory grin covered Kalib’s face: Silly boy, Zane you’ve still got a lot to learn…

He lost track of his friend, now coming to the ends of Hogsmeade and heading back up to the castle. For once in his life, Kalib almost didn’t want to go back – while they were in the same House, still, Kalib couldn’t exactly follow Mariella to her dorm. There were some things that a guy couldn’t do in Hogwarts and that was one of them.

Still, he’d claimed Mariella for his own. She was no longer an item to be seeked out; she was an item to be jealous of. She was taken and now others could only admire from afar. The smirk on his face grew just a little bit as they drew nearer to Hogwarts.

Never had a trip to Hogsmeade turned out so well.


OOC: Care to start one up now? I find it a suitable place to end. I’ll start one if you’d like, PM me!

EDIT: OOC: New thread: Early Morning Nightmares.