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Howling Sharks (part 3)

Posted on Thursday, 5th of April, 2012 @ 12:44pm by Seventh Year Prefect (G) Jennifer Collins & Seventh Year Prefect (S) Reginald Price & Pet Rasputin

Mission: Christmas Break
Location: Collins' house
Timeline: Christmas Break

[CONTINUED]

[OLD]

"It's okay, Reg. I know you're nothing like your father. I'm worried about what he might do, through." Addressing her parents, "Purebloods are wizards who come from families of wizards. Some of them, like hte Prices, can trace their family trees back for generations, all wizards. A mudblood is someone, like me, who comes from a muggle family. A muggle is someone who doesn't come from a magical family. Does that explain it?"

[NEW]

Her father nodded. "As much as any of this magic stuff works." He looked at his wife. "I think we will go clean up the kitchen and give you some privacy." He looked t Reg sternly. "Behave."

Mrs. Collings gave both Reg and Jen a hug before following her husband out of the room.

"Thanks Rasputin," Jen said quietly. "Thanks for trying."

Reg looked to Mr. Collins and then nodded slightly. "Of course, Sir." He then turned back to Jen and sighed, embracing her again. "I'm sorry. I thought that coming over here would be safer and I would be able to avoid dealing with them until I got back to school, but it only forced them to send that Howler over here. Embarrassing me in front of your parents." He sighed softly.

"Hey Fuzz? Letsss give them sssome ssspace, huh?" Rasputin said softly and then slithered in a circle around Tribble and then towards him. He lowered his head and let the Pygmy Puff slide onto his nose and carried him out of the room to give Jen and Reg some privacy.

"They aren't embarrassed," Jen assured him. "They feel sorry that you have such jerks for parents. They don't want YOU to feel embarrassed, so they're giving you some space. My parents are pretty good about that sort of thing." She kissed him gently on the lips. "I'm a mudblood, remember? This isn't the first time a wizard thought they needed to take a stand against muggle-born. It's okay, really. Actually, I think they'll be MORE willign to have you hang around now that they know how bad your parents can be."

"I don't want them to let me hang around out of pity." Reginald let go of her and walked away. "Thats not what I want. I was hoping by the end of the day they would like me enough to want me around. I don't want them to feel sorry for me because I come from a family with a horrible attitude toward muggles." He took in a breath and then turned sharply to her. "And can you not use that word? I hate that word now. mudblood" He yelled slightly and then stopped. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to get angry. It's just this isn't helping at all."

"Just because they're sorry for the way your parents are doesn't mean the pity you. You're too proud for your own good, Reg. They may let you stay here of the holidays out of pity, but they won't let you date their daughter for the same reason." She turned and looked at him. "One day? You think they'd accept you after one day? Maybe after the end of the holidays, but they're a little too conservative for that. It took you several years to decide I wasn't the scum of the earth. They won't take that long, but it'll be more than a day."

"I'm sorry, Jennifer. My faith is parents is somewhat poisoned by my own, so you will forgive me if my view is slightly askew." Reginald let out a sigh and then sat down on the ground, looking at the empty screen. Watching his reflection in the faded black. "I can't help how I am sometimes. I'm sorry, Jen. The way I see things isn't always as clear. Sometimes what I see under it is only what I imagine. The artistic eyes of a struggling dreamer I guess."

Jen knelt on the ground next to Reg and put her hand on his arm. "Then see things through my eyes. Have a little faith that things can work out for the best and that you can have a happy ending."

Reginald let out a sigh and then wrapped his arms around her. He held her close and whispered. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This whole thing is the kind of stuff I wanted to avoid." He leaned back slightly, placing his hand on the side of her face with a smile. "As long as we are together, Jen. I know I'm gonna get my happy ending."

There were no words to express how Jen felt at Reg's words. Instead, she leaned forward and kissed him.

Reginald smiled as he continued the kiss. He brought her closer again and then held her tightly. He didn't care if her parents walk in and stopped them, but this moment was the key reason why he was fighting and couldn't give up.

For a long while, they stayed where they were, locked in each others' arms. Finally Jen broke the kiss and hugged him tightly. "We just need to get through Hogwarts." She stood and held out a hand to Reg. "Come on. Let's go for a walk."

"Of course." Reginald replied and then held her hand. He walked with her, holding his smile and keeping her close.

Jennifer led them outside and down to a quiet, dark street where they wouldn't be interrupted by parents, falcons or snakes. She slipped an arm around Reg's waist and hugged him. "I'm sorry," she whispered as they continued walking. "About your parents. I'm here for you, for as long as you need me."

"I will always need you, Jennifer." Reg brought her close and wrapped his arm around her with a smile. "As long as I have you in my life there is a reason for me to keep moving forward. I'm happy I followed you into the Forbidden Forest, because then I would have never got to tell you how I felt about you."

"I'm glad, too. I don't ever want us to go back to the way things were." She smiled at him in the darkness. "We'll get through this -- and anything else your parents throw at us -- together."

"Exactly." Reg laughed and then smiled. "We are a great team. As long as we have each other there is no pulling us down."

"Always," Jen assured him before kissing him again. After several minutes she pulled back. "Let's go home. I think Mum baked a cobbler. And they'll want to know that everything's okay."

She slipped her hand through his as they turned and headed back to the house.

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Fifth Year Prefect (G) Jennifer Collins
Fifth Year Prefect (S) Reginald Price
Pet Rasputin
Pet Tribble

 

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