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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 2, 2012 18:20:29 GMT -5
Chase sat in the study area. It was late and most students were in bed, or at least their common room. He was alone in the dimly lit room with books spread out before him. His mind had been so caught up lately. It was his last year at school, he wasn't worried about work at all. He could handle his work easily and pass with all O's. No it was other things that clouded his mind. It was his last year and that meant he had to do what he promised himself he would years ago. Tell his sister that he existed and that she had a family.
Then he had the Skylar issues. He and his best friend barely talked anymore. What was he to do? Just walk up to him and demand to know why? With anyone else that he didn't care about, he would talk to them. However he had no confidence in this best friend business, even after all the years. Sky had always been the forward one, the happy one. He didn't know how to do it. That wasn't even the last of it. he'd been called by the Head Mistress to be told that the head girl was in St Mungos after an attack. Imagine hearing that? Imogen was badly injured in hospital.
He had thrown himself in to study, unable to handle all of these things at one time he had just spent time studying which he didn't even need to do. So he sat here by candle light reading books that didn't even matter with his study. He finished the book, snapped it shut and sighed. He hated this. Before this year he had never ha d this issue before. Life had been fine. The door opened and he turned to see who it was. If it was some first year he would definitely dock their points.
However it was Imogen. His eyes widened. Had he fallen asleep? Was this a dream. He stood and stared at her. Was she here? He didn't wait to decide, instead he rushed forward and gripped her tightly and a little too roughly. His lips then crashed to hers and he didn't pull away until he ran out of breath. "Don't you ever do that to me again." He stated.
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Post by imogen on Oct 2, 2012 18:33:24 GMT -5
Life had been a bit strange for Imogen as of late. Ever since the attack on Diagon Alley, the one she had accidentally gotten caught up in, she had felt more cautious. Always on edge. It was understandable really. She had been badly beaten by a werewolf. He had thrown her up against a wall, broken her leg, given her a severe concussion and some lovely internal bleeding to boot. But Imogen had been trying not to think about it much. But that was quite a difficult feat when you were still recovering from severe injuries.
St. Mungo’s. Immy thought that that was a little unnecessary, especially for a whole week. Sure, she’d had a broken leg, a concussion that had left her delirious for three days and an internal bleed that meant she had to take blood replenishing potions every day for the next month, but honestly, Imogen thought it could have been a lot worse. She just wanted to get back to school, back to her Head Girl duties, and her study rota, and being unsure about what the hell was going on between her and the head boy.
That was all she wanted. She quite wanted Chase now, actually. She was returning to the castle. She knew that people knew what had happened to her. The Headmistress told her that she was going to make an announcement to the school about the attack, and subsequently, her involvement in it. Imogen wished that she hadn’t. She was going back to the school now, and she didn’t want the stares, the whispers following her. She couldn’t dock house points from every curious first through third year. It just wasn’t fair.
Also, being in hospital meant she had missed out on a weeks worth of classes. Sure, she was all set for straight Os, but she wanted to be the top of her year. A title which she had held since first year, she couldn’t let herself down at the last hurdle. That was why she was on her way to the study room, she had been to see all her professors and been given the work she had missed out on, there was no time to start back to work like the present.
Imogen walked into the study room. Then she saw him, oh Chase, she didn’t think she had ever seen him so frayed looking. She knew that she didn’t exactly look good, she had lost a little weight due to the disgusting hospital food, she still had a very slight limp, despite the Healers fixing her broken bone. But still, Chase… he looked knackered, he had dark circles around his eyes and a frantic look in his eye. When he looked at her, it was as though he didn’t quite believe she was there. Then he was across the room and she was in his arms, their lips connecting passionately, Imogen reached up and ran her fingers through his frayed curls. She kissed him for everything she was worth. Then eventually, when she was too out of breath to continue, he pulled away. Viciously whispering that she was never to do that to him again. Imogen wrapped her arms around his neck and rested herself against him, seeking comfort in his arms in a way she never imagined she could.
“Do what again?” She asked, a slight smile quirking on her lips as she kissed him lightly on the cheek, before resting her head on his shoulder.
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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 2, 2012 19:00:58 GMT -5
Chase stared at Imogen, she was here and okay and that gave him so much relief. He had known she wouldn't die. The head mistress, in her announcement had told them of Imogen and her condition as well as the few others involved. One being a Gryffindor prefect. He hadn't cared though, he'd just listened to Imogen before sitting there with nothing to do but think about it. Then that seemed to bring forth all his other problems at once. However now she was here, the one girl she had ever wanted as more than just sex and now she was back.
When she spoke he stepped back with wide eyes before glaring at her. How dare she. And stealing that kiss! Maybe he was just over tired but the fact that she was joking around about nearly dying frustrated him to no end. Did her dying mean nothing to her?
"Don't even joke about this Imogen! You could have died! Do you have any idea how worried I was! I've been! Do you even understand what it feels like to lose someone you -" He stopped himself and turned away, running a hand through his hair before turning back. "I swear to Merlin if you make one more joke I will slap you." He said truthfully.
With that he stalked back to his chair. He sat down in a huff and grabbed one of his books. He didn't look at her, instead he was deciding to be angry. She didn't understand how serious this was to him. Or maybe she did. Either way he was incredibly tired and stressed and he wasn't about to be tested. He opened the book and slammed it on the table. He was much like a child throwing a tantrum.
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Post by imogen on Oct 2, 2012 19:12:44 GMT -5
Imogen couldn’t help but be surprised by Chase’s reaction, she knew that he was a little upset, but she didn’t expect him to get so angry with her so quickly. Honestly… it was quite adorable to her, because he was doing it because he cared. She knew the seriousness of the condition she had been in, she had almost been bitten by a werewolf, then tossed aside and left to die. But Chase didn’t know all those details, and still he was furious with her for making a little joke about it.
He pulled away from her, making her force herself to refrain from pouting, he was so comfortable to lean on. Like a really comfy pillow. Around him Imogen found herself wanting to be… girly. All loved up and snuggly, batting her eyelids to get her own way, that sort of girl. The type of girl she had never wanted to be before. But the boy who she wanted to do that with was currently glaring at her. Apparently he wasn’t up for joking yet. From the sounds of things he had been genuinely scared for her.
Imogen looked down at the ground as he lectured her, part of her was a little remorseful, the rest of her was doing a happy dance that he actually cared about her. She did have to refrain from rolling her eyes when he threatened to slap her, though. She knew for a fact that he wouldn’t do that. He cared about her, but he would never want to hurt her, she knew him too well for that. Though she wasn’t really sure when that happened.
Immy watched as Chase stormed away and threw himself down on a chair, she waited for a moment before following him over and sitting herself down on his lap. She felt as though they had broken through a barrier. They were actually something, they weren’t just drunkenly snogging. She could very well be falling for this boy. Imogen leaned her nose against the side of his head, her lips all but kissing his ear. “I’m sorry I worried you, and upset you,” She said, meaning it, she didn’t want to stress out the, clearly already stressed, boy. She surveyed him again. “Chase, when did you last sleep?” She asked him, sitting comfortably on his lap, her legs over the side of his, her arms wrapped around his neck.
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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 3, 2012 21:32:50 GMT -5
Chase sat on the chair and looked at the open book though he wasn't reading it. In fact it was the only he'd just put down. it wasn't long though til Imogen had walked over and decided to sit on his lap. It was strange yet exciting that they'd suddenly become so comfortable with each other. The fact he'd just openly admitted he'd cared about her and kissed her without a drop of alcohol in his system obviously meant that they were now something other than just drunk flings. Which was exactly what they were but he had never had that before. Well, Lucien but she didn't really count because didn't have feelings involved.
The way she cuddled him made him relax though he wasn't about to let her off that easily. She apologized and he just puffed angrily. She didn't understand. He wondered what would happen if the roles had been reversed? Would she even care? Probably not. His mood was now sour and he knew it was from lack of sleep. He looked at her as she studied him. He tried to keep his expression blank, in fact he didn't even need to try. He was beyond tired. When she asked about him sleeping he scowled, she wasn't his mother.
"I sleep every night." He informed her. He just didn't mention that it was only for a few hours if that. "I've just been studying." He said thought it was a flimsy excuse, they both knew he barely needed to study.
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Post by imogen on Oct 5, 2012 7:25:50 GMT -5
Imogen wasn’t entirely sure what was going on between her and Chase, but honestly, she liked it. She liked that he cared when she got hurt, that he was angry with her for joking about it. He was quite protective, something which Imogen would never have expected from the Slytherin head boy. But something she enjoyed a lot, all the same. She didn’t know when sober kissing became acceptable, or when then openly admitted that they cared about each other, but all of this was fine with Immy.
Imogen felt Chase relax when she sat on his lap, giving him a little squeeze cuddle. She knew that he was just being pigheaded and huffy when he didn’t immediately forgive her. He was trying to keep himself all moody and slytherin like. She didn’t know how she knew this, just instincts on males. Immy kissed his cheek and gave him another tight squeeze. He was clearly exhausted. That much was obvious. His sarcastic comment about how he slept every night made Imogen roll her eyes. Smart arse.
“Come on, Chase, don’t be like that.” She said, putting on her best sad face. “I just got back, and you’re clearly exhausted. Don’t lets fight over something so trivial.” She said, and by don’t lets fight, she meant, don’t be a huffy sod. But she couldn’t exactly say that to him.
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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 7, 2012 16:38:23 GMT -5
Chase looked at Imogen as she spoke and rolled his eyes at her sad face. He felt his tense body relax though and he let the anger fall off him. He didn't have the energy to be angry. He sighed as she said not to fight. He hadn't even been fighting, he'd already forgotten why he was meant to be angry. He looked at her and brought his hand up to touch her cheek gently. She was here and she was okay and that was all that mattered. However something else was bugging him. Something which he knew, if he wanted some more sleep, even if a few more minutes, he would have to do.
"You don't understand what it was like Imogen. I was sitting in the Great Hall when McGonagall made the announcement. Hearing you're involvement, how badly injured you'd been. I barely heard about the rest of them. I had to put on a brave face as the leader of the school but..." He trailed off. He was talking strange, he was being real instead of a stuck-up ass like he usually was. He looked at her firmly now with determination in his eyes. "Be my girlfriend." He demanded.
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Post by imogen on Oct 12, 2012 3:55:34 GMT -5
Imogen saw Chase roll his eyes at her sad face. But she also felt him relax, and so knew that he wasn’t as mad as he was making out he was. Imogen felt Chase cup her face with his hand, she automatically leaned into the movement. It just felt right. Like that was how it was meant to be, he would cup her face, she would close her eyes and savour it. Birds would fly, the sky would be blue and that was how the world worked!
It was when Chase started talking again that Imogen felt a tug of guilt. She hadn’t meant to get herself hurt, she hadn’t meant to get herself involved in the fighting at all! She was only seventeen years old, fighting battles was meant for adults, something that she certainly didn’t think she was yet.
“I know,” She said to Chase, as he talked about finding out about her. “I wasn’t too happy about what happened eith-“ Chase cut her off with three words that Imogen didn’t think she would ever hear come out of the Slytherin heartthrobs mouth. ”W-what?” She said, staring at him, making sure he was serious. “Are you for real?”[/b] She asked, before deciding that he must be. The way he had been acting this wouldn’t do this just to mock her. “Yes,” She said, putting her mouth on his. “Of course!” The smile on her face was bigger than she thought possible. She was Chase Wiggins girlfriend!
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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 16, 2012 14:11:32 GMT -5
Chase just looked at Imogen with determination as she sat there in shock. She asked if he was 'for real' and he rolled his eyes. She didn't seem to expect an answer though as she said yes. This time it was his turn to be shocked. He had half been expecting her to say no. This was the first time they had ever been like this, it was also the first time no alcohol had been involved. However it seemed they had both been harboring feelings for each other and now, she was his. Chase had his first girlfriend and it was Imogen. Her mouth on his felt amazing and his arms snaked around her waist and pulled him closer to his body.
It was suddenly an amazing feeling. She was his. He knew of course that this meant he couldn't sleep around and he knew that she would probably get a lot of glares from his slytherin followers. He didn't care. Well, he did care if they bothered her but he'd shut them up easily. He pulled away and smiled at her, a real smile. She was his.
"You know you're probably an idiot to agreeing to that." He teased. "Now I can bug you whenever I want Imagen." He said, using the name he had always used to annoy her. He pecked her on the lips, his happiness bubbling inside him. "Come on, lets go to bed." He said as he stood, placing her on the ground by him. He started picking up his books, the grin still on his face. For tonight, his issues were out of his mind.
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Post by imogen on Oct 17, 2012 3:42:30 GMT -5
Imogen couldn’t help but smile when Chase looked so shocked at her agreeing to be his girlfriend. She wasn’t sure why, everything that had been going on between them lately, all the sexual tension, it was coming. As far as Immy knew Chase had never had a girlfriend before- he just fucked girls and left them. This made her feel special. That and the way his lips felt against hers. It felt right in a way that no other boys kisses ever had. Chase with her… it just felt right. It was ineffable, but she loved it.
She had Chase Wiggens. He was hers. Imogen smiled into the kiss, she couldn’t help it, she knew that her friends would think that she was insane, they looked at her like wanting Chase was wrong. Now having him, she was sure, would be so much wronger. Oh goodness, he was having an affect on her already. She couldn’t even think straight! When he pulled away Imogen was dazed. He was so beautiful.
She rolled her eyes when he spoke, then punched him lightly on the arm. “Don’t call me that, remember I hold all the power now. If you’re mean to me I get to withhold your boyfriend privileges.” She smirked, thinking of all the evil ways she could tease him. She accepted the kiss he pecked on her lips and followed him as he pulled her by the hand to go to bed. “Chase, the Ravenclaw tower is that way,” She told him, pointing in the opposite direction. Was he inviting her to sleep in the same bed as him?
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Post by Chase Wiggins on Oct 25, 2012 13:56:45 GMT -5
Chase chuckled as she said she had all the power. He would never believe that. He knew the power he had over her. He had seen it multiple times, he had just never believed it. Of course she did have some logic to her mad statement. He wouldn't let her know that thought. He may have a girlfriend for the first time but he wasn't about to become a pussy. He also wasn't about to become nice. This changed nothing. Didn't it?
It didn't matter. He didn't want to think past this moment. That was all that mattered to him right now. He had a girlfriend, one as beautiful and smart as Imogen. He didn't want to sound stuck up, but he wasn't really surprised. Okay he didn't care if he sounded stuck up. He would never have ended up with some ugly bitch who couldn't string two sentences together. He turned and rose an eyebrow at her, it was cute hoe she pointed out the Ravenclaw tower.
"Aw she knows where her tower is, that's nice. Has it taken you this long to remember that?" He teased lightly with a smile on his face. The difference between this teasing and the teasing he use to do was obviously. He smiled instead of smirked and his voice was light, happy instead of cruel. "Now let me show you where the Slytherin Dungeons is."
He continued pulling her down the stairs which were surprisingly willing to co-operate today. Unlike usual where they would go every which way. Once he got to the dungeons and in to the common room he had to wonder if Imogen had ever been in them. He motioned out of politeness, it was nothing special to him. He didn't really care for houses.
"This is my house. Nothing special. I'll show you were the real magic happens." He said with a wink, pulling her towards his room.
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