Another Wandering Wandmaker

Hi, my name is Snow White and I'm a witch! I studied at The Cascades and now I'm studying at Storybrooke Academy. I'm learning wandmaking and dating August W. Booth. tracked tag: magicofsnow

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((On Indefinite Hiatus))

Snow slipped the letter under August's door later that night, it explained that she had a family crisis and had to leave. She'd gotten it all sorted out with her teachers that afternoon and her bag was filled with assignments and tests and extra assignments to deal with in her absence. August could tell Ruby and Victor, there'd be no need to worry herself over that. She slipped down the hall and apparated away once she was outside, deeply hoping she wouldn't miss too many days.

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Monkey in the Middle

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Aurora shrugged. “Decent. Not my best class, but far from my worst.” She watched Ruby as the girl exploded into her interrogation of Snow and hid a smile behind her hand. Victor’s reaction led her to bite down on the inside of her palm to keep from giggling. Ruby was…amusing to her, and the way Vic had to babysit her was even funnier. She let her gaze fall to Snow, mildly curious as to how the other girl would respond.

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Snow smiled smugly at Ruby and Victor as she rose from her chair. "Haven't a clue what you're asking about, Ruby," she replied sweetly. "I have to go, I'll see you all sometime later." Snow said with a little wave before she turned and left, tossing back another smug smile to Ruby as she went.

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Monkey in the Middle

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Aurora noticed Ruby’s excitement too, and wondered what exactly she’d missed. But the kiss Victor gave her to distract her made her smile a little. Something about it was just cute, and normally “cute” wasn’t something she truly appreciated. They just fit together. She thought, and the thought made her feel happy for them, but sad for herself. Don’t think like that. Look, you…you have friends now, sort of. Maybe things will get better. She realized Vic had asked her a question and she blinked. “Um.” it took her a second to register the question. “I have Charms this afternoon.” she responded. 

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"Oh my god," Snow muttered as August rushed off, biting back a cross between a sigh and a laugh. At Ruby's extremely pointed and less than subtle glances, Snow simply leaned forward on the table and quirked and eyebrow at her. She wasn't saying anything for as long as possible, Ruby and Victor had both been trying to set her and August up while trying to keep them both unaware they had been setting them up for long enough. They could stew.

"Morning classes were fine. Unintelligible as usual, but fine," Snow replied, that was pretty much her default reply to those questions. Hardly anyone was into wandlore and so few courses needed things like ancient runes so it was usually better to keep it vague unless she wanted an epidemic of glass eyes among her social circles.

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Monkey in the Middle

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Aurora was sorely tempted to make her own attempt at giving Vic even more vibrantly colored jeans, but she was busy attempting to drink the potion Snow had given her. Unfortunately, it was difficult getting swallowing enough between her hiccups to accomplish anything. But after a few moments, she got it down and the squeaky spasms went away. “Nice to meet you both.” she said, wondering if and doubting that ‘Snowflake’ and ‘Woodman’ were their actual names, noticing Vic’s fondness for nicknames. “You know, the red hair looks nice.” she told Ruby honestly.

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Snow smiled to herself at Victor calling August her side-kick, more than a little far from the truth. She considered correcting him but decided against it, figuring August would enjoy that more than she would. "Nice to meet you too, Aurora. Snow White is my actual name," she tilted her head toward's August before continuing, "This is August W. Booth. The W stands for 'Wow I really have to remind people I have a middle initial every time I introduce myself and I'm damn lucky its endearing. Long, I know, but what can you do?" She shrugged and gave a little smile to the girl.

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Monkey in the Middle

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Wiping tears of laughter from her eyes, Aurora started to calm down as the two seemed to calm down in regards to the hair. But the new pet name set her off again and she positively howled with laughter. After a little bit however, she finally began to settle. Unfortunately, a side effect of intense laughter for her was hiccups that could last for hours. She tried to stifle them, but they were on the loud side.

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Snow arched and eyebrow as she slid into a chair next to Ruby, Aurora's laughter quite covering up her approach. "Doll? Someone's been watching too many classic movies again," Snow observed as she tapped her wand, turning Ruby's hair and Victor's pants both the same deep crimson. "Do I even want to know how we got started playing with people's hair and pants?" she said playfully. Her eyes widening over Aurora's sudden bout of hiccups, she leaned over and rapped the girl's cup, causing a bluish milk to spring up in it. "Anti-hiccoughing solution, sweetie, gets rid of even the most miserable hiccups."

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Early Start

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Just then, the rain started to pick up. Snow pulled away from August with a laugh and shoved the food back inside her bag. “Well I guess nature’s decided we’re going back inside huh?” She asked as she stood up and proffered her hand.

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Magical Miss Snow White: Early Start

Their moment abruptly ended, August was on the verge of having his mood ruined. But then Snow's laughter rang out, clear and sweet, and he was reminded of the most important thing. Yes, this moment was over, but they would have so many more now that everything was in the open. From here on, things would only get better.

He got up and took her hand with a smile. "Let's go check on the others."

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Snow relished the feeling of their hands twined together, something they had done a thousand times but was all together different now. "I'll show you how to get out here some other time," she promised, before turning on the spot and pulling him with her back to the dorms.

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Early Start

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“You won’t hear me complaining,” the man grinned. He absently caressed her cheek with his thumb, his other arm still tight around her waist. “And what might that be?” He mused as he studied her. Apparently she hadn’t minded the manhandling one bit, and he was only too happy to oblige. He was fortunately composed enough to be mindful of how gentle she was as he dug his fingers into her neck, lips pressing hungrily against hers.

He was kissing her. His best friend, Snow.. After all the years of hesitation, the certainty of the current situation was a breather.

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Just then, the rain started to pick up. Snow pulled away from August with a laugh and shoved the food back inside her bag. "Well I guess nature's decided we're going back inside huh?" She asked as she stood up and proffered her hand.

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Early Start

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August was still finding it hard to process what was happening, but for once he wanted to make the most out of the moment rather than waste it away in his thoughts. He could overanalyse the hell out of it later. For now her warmth in his arms was all he could care about, and he was beyond happy with the way things were.

“It’s been a long time coming,” the man laughed as well, before his grin softened back into a complacent smile. He leaned in until his forehead was resting against hers, eyes closing again as he nuzzled his nose against hers. “I should’ve done this years ago,” he sighed, more content than regretful.

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"I dunno, August," Snow teased, "All that built up tension released itself pretty fantastically." She ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his head, enjoying the feeling of his damn hair. "You know, we're really going to have to do something about this rain,  August," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

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Early Start

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He was so startled when she kissed him back that his eyes flew open, only to fall on her half-closed ones. It was a strangely reassuring sight, especially coupled with the fact that she wasn’t running away or hexing him or… struggling in any way. She wasn’t pushing him away. It took a second for his mind to comprehend the implications of that simple fact. His original rush somewhat quelled and suddenly afraid of hurting her, August slowed down a notch. His eyes drifted closed again as he turned to fully face her, before gently drawing her in until she was settled comfortably in his lap. Now he could fully wrap her in his arms and, with their lips still together, it made everything he’d ever experienced seem passionless by comparison.

A hint more careful, but definitely not less fervent, he deepened the kiss, his hand moving to cup her face as he melted into her touch. Every inch of skin under her fingers felt as though it were ablaze.

With perfection just a leap of faith away, he finally knew why no one had felt right for him.

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Snow knew, somewhere in the part of her mind that wasn't completely focused on kissing August, that they were going to have to break apart soon, if only for oxygen's sake. But for now, she was enjoying every microsecond of their perfect moment. She slid both her hands to brush over the sides of his face, still not quite believing that she and August were kissing. She had actually got everything she could hope for for once.

Eventually, more than a little short on breath, Snow pulled back from August. She smiled widely and let out a breathy laugh, "Wow...that was some kiss."

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Early Start

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How the fuck was he supposed not to kiss her?

Yet he was still holding it together, somehow. Ten years of happy memories were gnawing at the back of his mind, reminding him what he would be risking. He’d managed not to ruin it for so long, why give up now..? He’d been through all of this already, and so many times. All the arguments and internal struggles had been mulled over and over for literally years. And yet each time it felt as if his very being was splitting in two unreconcilable halves, and it had often left him tossing and turning night after night, sometimes for weeks on end. Every once in a while he’d even had to distance himself from her for a few days just to cool off.

But this time he could feel his resolve wearing down. He’d fought for so long, fought against something he knew was right for him, something he needed. It had poisoned any other attempt at love, made a wreck out of him… And the worst part? It was all crumbling to dust. He could sense it. All these years of struggling - in vain.

No. He wouldn’t let it. He hadn’t endured all of that just to mess up at the finish line. He’d kept this bottled so well, and she just meant too much..

Alas, the touch of her fingers was to be his undoing.

He closed his eyes, trying to block out the insane craving. Maybe if he just.. survived this moment.. Maybe things would fall into place again. But each beat of his racing heart proved him wrong, over and over again. If there was such a thing as a point of no return, he’d crossed it. The battle was long lost.

But, hell, if he was going to screw up, might as well do it right.

There was something dark to his eyes as he opened them to look at Snow. He only gave her a split second to back off before completely giving in. His free hand gripping her by the back of her neck, his hold around her waist tightened as he pulled her in. Lips crashed into hers with a force he’d normally never resort to, but could no longer control. Years and years of suppressed feelings flooded him as he held her flush against his chest, eyes closed and chills running up and down his whole body.

This felt much better than he could’ve ever imagined it. And even if he did end up regretting it…

It would still be worth it.

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When August closed his eyes, Snow figured he was about to open them back up, sigh at her, and tell her she was being weird or something. She was not expecting whatever-the-hell the look he gave her was, whatever-the-hell quickly turned into oh-crap-I-totally-fell-asleep when he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. Kissing wasn't exactly the best descriptor because this was certainly a hell of a lot rougher and more passionate than anything Snow had figured she'd get.

Without really knowing what she was doing, Snow slipped her hand from his jaw to the back of his head, teasing her fingers through his hair. Her other hand left his waist and landed on the side of his face, lightly brushing across his stubble and then her fingers stroked around his eye.

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Early Start

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“All is well in the world, then?” August chuckled as his arm dropped to her waist, somewhat of its own accord. It had been much easier to pull her in by her shoulders at first, but now that she was closer there were more comfortable options available, and so his arm settled in its usual place. As the two fell into silence, he found his eyes drawn to hers, and then her lips..

Thoughts started resurfacing in his mind; thoughts he’d been pushing back for years with no luck whatsoever. What would happen if he just kissed her? Because at that point he was pretty sure nothing could be worse than the constant struggle not to look at her that way, not to hold her a bit too close, not to.. want her.

We can laugh as we both pretend That we’re not in love and that we’re just good friends Well, I’m tired of pretending, But I’m terrified of it ending..

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Snow's entire mind seemed to have caught itself up in August's eyes when their gazes met, she was all too aware of where his arm was, and when his gaze drifted downwards she felt her face growing a bit warm. Her eyes traced a line down his nose and to his lips, and then doing the only thing she could think to do right then short of pulling him to kiss him, she put one hand over his and her other drifted up to run her fingers across his jawline. Some small part of her brain telling her that she just royally fucked up when it came to concealing her feelings.

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Early Start

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August rolled his eyes as he realised she’d been kidding. Of course. It was so easy for her to fool him into believing stuff like that, given how freely he talked to her about everything… Well, almost everything. It was a pain not being able to tell her the one thing he desperately wanted to get off his chest, but then… Was he willing to risk losing her for good?

“Both sound good. We could flip a coin when the time comes, I guess,” August smiled with a slight shrug. Indeed he would be fine with either destination so long as he had a chance to spend some extra time with Snow.

“So… What’s our schedule like this semester?” He had no idea how he’d be able to manage without her, what with how disorganised he was naturally. He did have some extra subjects due to his major that he needed to check out, but for now anything she could share would be good.

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"Oh, you know, heavy as usual. Complicated as always. I think we might actually kill ourselves studying this year," Snow mused, her eyes lingering on August's chin, or jaw, or nose, or eyes a bit longer than it probably should. She hoped he wouldn't notice. Her heart had leaped when he volunteered to spend more time together, her and her stupid crush.

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Early Start

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“I did?” he cocked an eyebrow at her. French cuisine had been a delight indeed, but he hadn’t realised he’d been complaining about the effects… Definitely not impossible, though. The things he told her without hesitation sometimes amazed him. “Well, I’ll have you know that any and all weight has been properly redistributed since then.” Spring break sounded good, but so far away in time.. Easter. Easter he could work with. “I think three days should suffice?” He directed a curious glance at her. “Now all we need to figure out is where we want to go.”

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Snow snorted out a little laugh, "No you actually didn't, August." She started giggling then, "I was messing with you, it was a really bad joke, I'm sorry, I'm not funny." Snow regained her composure and pushed her hair back out of her eyes before answering him, "Well, there's the woods around here, of course, and...well we've never gone to the Great Redwood or Giant Sequoya forests before. I can't think of anywhere else specific, but we don't really have to go anywhere specific."

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Early Start

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“Ahem… No. I went to France for the wandlore traditions and the women.” He couldn’t help but tease a little. Maybe by pretending he could think of anyone but her he would get over his feelings more easily.. “Let’s see… When’s the next break?” And he stroked his chin with his free hand, absently noting that he needed a shave.

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"Oh, right," Snow mused, "That's why you kept complaining about all the weight you put on while you were there." She shrugged, pushing down the stab of jealousy she felt when he mentioned other women, of course there were other women. She caught herself gazing at him as he stroke his chin, she always paid way too much attention to the little things he did, and hoped he wouldn't shave, she was a fan of the scruffy look. "Spring break. Oh and Easter, we get that Friday off and shouldn't have much in the way of homework, so it should be a three day weekend."

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Early Start

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Apparently the hiking topic was off-limits for some reason. He made a mental note to keep his ears open in case she let something slip. “I do care about creatures!” he protested. “I just.. didn’t go on a trip to France for the sake of looking at them.” His face broke into a grin as an idea occurred to him. “Hey, you know what we should do?” He made a small pause just to tickle her curiosity. “We should go on a hiking trip together!” Honestly, how hadn’t he thought of it earlier.. Never mind, what mattered now was that they made it happen.

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She tilted her head and eyed him, "You went to France for the food, August." At his suggestion she brightened, although she was a bit curious since she was usually the one dragging him out into the woods, and nodded. "Sounds great. When?"

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Early Start

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“Sounds good. Where’d you hike?” He really didn’t want to let the conversation die out so quickly, and also he was sure she’d done some pretty amazing things. If he could get her to share a happy memory, then maybe she’d lighten up for good. “You and your bowtruckles…” August laughed a little, trying to disguise the adoring look that took over his features. The way she was so interested in the small creatures never failed to warm his heart, even if he didn’t particularly care for them.

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"Oh come on, bowtruckles are amazing. You're a Wandlore major, you've got to start caring more about them. And a lot of other magical creatures, actually. Wandcores, August," she chided, carefully sidestepping the question about hiking. She hadn't actually gotten out of the house much over winter break and she'd rather he didn't have a chance to figure it out.

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Early Start

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Snow’s dismissal of the rain made the man grin. She had always been so at ease with nature and all its whims; where other people would fuss, she merely shrugged and looked for the good sides to the situation. For all he knew she would probably always remain a hopeless optimist and a wild child, and he loved her that way.

He loved her. It was a fact he was comfortable with; one that had creeped up on him slowly, but eventually he’d stopped struggling against. All through his conscious life she’d been by his side, sharing his dreams, fears, successes and failures. Her patience for him seemed endless, for some unfathomable reason, and she’d slowly become an integral part of him.

Yet he’d be a liar if he said there wasn’t something more, and that he had never stopped to consider it.

“The usual. Dad taught me some new techniques and we went on a little trip to Belfort to look at the sycamore trees there. They’re really quite interesting, I think we’ll be studying them this year,” and he gave her a broad, proud smile. He knew she was a sucker for the odd bit of knowledge and he hoped she’d be happy with what he told her. “Now, about your adventures!”

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"Oh, me? Just read and hiked some," she lied easily, "Nothing noteworthy, really." Hopefully she could actually keep this a secret from him, August may have known her inside and out, but she had kept this from him for years and she wasn't about to stop. She pondered for a moment before continuing, "Yeah, we've got sycamores this year, so you've got a one up on the rest of the class. Did you see any of the bowtruckles there?"