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[rosejweasel]

Love + Lies // Para: James + Rose

Rose rolled over in her bed. Dominique was snoring the night away. She however, couldn't sleep. The anonymous owl she received jostled her feathers. Could they really know that much about what happened in India? She didn’t think as much, but the walls around these part can talk... if persuaded. Tell him everything, the truth? What for? What are the playing at? “Fuck it.” Rose got up and pulled on her dressing gown. Before she left her new sleeping quarters, she grabbed a bottle of Ogden’s Firewhiskey and two glasses.

The castle had a cold air run through it at night, even in the summer. The only sounds were the moving staircases and Peeves setting traps for the students tomorrow. He seemed to be the only person happy about students trapped here all summer. Rose quickly made her way to the third floor corridor and walk to the door of James’s office. She noticed that there was a light coming from the bottom of the door. 

She sat there for a spell, before quietly knocking. 

[owen-belcourt]

“You all bloody know why I had to do that!” he shouted out to the people who had continued to look at him.

[declanbouchard-blog]

[OWL] We completely understand your love for us, and for dear Aiden Devine. More than that we see you turning a new leaf, and with all cycles this one must come to an end. That said, we need you to do us a favour... We need you to drug someone's juice with draught of the living dead. It can be anyone, just ensure we've listed them in our posts, yeah? We look forward to it, because there are far worse things than poisoning someone... xoxo Romulus & Remus

Declan read the letter twice, and then twice more, just to make sure he was understanding it right. He was. He was being threatened. He grimaced as he read Aiden’s name on the parchment; those bastards had no right to bring Aiden into this. Having his name there… It almost sounded like a threat to him as well.

It would be easy to do what they wanted. He had the potions right under his bed, and even though not everybody had the tolerance to this stuff that he did, he was confident he could drug someone without causing lasting damage. But still, the thought of doing it left a bad taste in his mouth. He read the letter once more and felt a surge of anger. Fuck them. Fuck these boys and their stupid game. Almost before he knew what he was doing, he was dipping a quill into ink and writing back:

I let a lot of people push me around, but not you two. I’m not going to blindly follow orders from a pair of anonymous idiots. Get a new puppet.

[woods-canvas]

“Auri, they know about what I’m doing for you.  It has to stop.”

Peter knew he was shaking like a sad little jelly, but he expected Auri to be so bitterly disappointed, or maybe even shout at him.  His mouth went dry as he waited for her response.

[woods-canvas]

[OWL] Baby Slut you seem to be dealing with quite a lot haven't you? Dealing to others, dealing with nightmares, dealing with anxiety... That said, we need you to do us a favour... We know you're giving potions to Airillia Fonte. We need you to stop. Immediately. If you don't something more difficult will find it's way to you. xoxo Romulus & Remus

Peter did the only thing he knew how to under this level of stress.  He curled into a ball on his bed, pulled his jumper over his knees, and cried.He knew he should have been more careful.  He’d brought Auri into this mess with his carelessness, and now she would have to suffer for his mistakes.  The next batch of potions wasn’t due until the next day, but overnight was scarcely enough time to weigh out the pros and cons of the situation.  He could take on just about anything R&R threw at him, but now–now Noah was involved, and Peter had painted a bright red target over his heart when he reached out to the Hufflepuff.Trying to sleep on the decision proved futile.  He could only think about the worst case scenarios, like Auri being disgusted with him for caving in so easily, or Noah being hurt by R&R.  He couldn’t have another Ravenclaw hate him.  He’d been dodging Jaxon with a stomach full of knots ever since he shouted at the older boy during a particularly stressful day.  He walked on eggshells around Charlie on a daily basis.  Three strikes and he might be in hell for the summer.Finally, he wandered down to the common room, wringing his hands and twisting a little steel band on his forefinger.  His desperate trick of fidgeting with a ring did little for him as he scanned the room for Auri.  Once he spotted her playing with Squeak, he clenched his hands into trembling fists full of sleeve-ends and marched over.

“Auri, they know about what I’m doing for you.  It has to stop.”