#nr001

[sweetpinkstylist]

NR-001

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[r-scordato]

where: Sunset Lodge, Pool

with: @nataliaxrosas​

   “Natalia!” Spotting her idly wandering by the pool area, Rocco came up to her, all 6-foot frame walking over to be polite and to socialise. 

   Because she was in the Scorpions as much as he (and the fact that nearly everyone passed him at one point, thanks to the trainings), the Scordato male was more or less familiar and knowledgeable about most of their members. He was, after all, part of the namesake family, which meant that though he was intent on keeping separate lives for himself, this side of him would always bleed through. By then, he had learned to just accept it.

   “Looking... good.” Though the pause in his tone must have been a giveaway; she looked better than good. “Having fun?”

[ofelahwriting]

         Narcissa would never admit it, not to anyone. Not her sisters, friends, or herself, not even to him but she had begun to look forward to her meetings with Remus Lupin on Tuesday and Friday nights. It wasn’t something she expected, in fact she had begun the meetings with resentment and annoyance. It was bad enough that she had to be tutored, the fact that it was by her cousin’s halfblooded friend just made it that much worse. She had insisted that they meet late in the evenings, at a table in a rarely used corner to ensure that no one would see them together, always sitting with her back to the rest of the library so if people did see them they would only see Remus with a mysterious blonde. 

At first she had merely tolerated their time together, dreading it every night but now? Now she felt a slight thrill as she snuck into the library and she saw him there waiting for her. She didn’t know when it changed, when she began to think about him as more than just a nuisance and began to feel a warmness towards him, one that spread through her from her head to her toes. Whenever she thought about him she felt a little thrill go up her spin. She tried not to think of him too often, and when she did she tried not to over analyze her feelings. Narcissa Black wasn’t supposed to feel fondness to a Gyffindor blood traitor, especially note one her cousin had chosen oven his own family. 

But she did feel a fondness, and it was that fondness that made her smile when she sees him sitting at their regular table, a studious look on his face. “Hello.” She said in her voice soft and sweet, so unlike the haughty tone she had used with him when he had first started tutoring him. She had been cold with him at the beginning, to say the least, wanting him to hold him at arms length as she did most people. 

“What is the lesson today Mr. Lupin?” She asked as she sat down across from him and pulling out her books, a smile playing at the corner of her delicate mouth.