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severelyseverust:

Severus laughed at that, shaking his head with a large smile. “Breathe? I’m not sure I know the word, I’d think you don’t know my boss, without me, the Ministry will burn to ash, and I don’t mean that as I’m clever and better, I mean that as in I left him alone once in my room and I came back to a small fire on my floor,” He smiled. “I’m not even sure I remember how to relax, Josie,” He said with a small shrug.

Josephine laughed, picturing the sight of it. It wasn’t hard to imagine at all. “I wouldn’t let the Ministry burn down while you took a breather, I promise.” she assured teasingly with another chuckle. “Take a nap. Or several. Spas, a massage, noise-cancelling headphones when Rod’s talking too much.”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

dseverelyseverust:

“You can act all you like, but after several years of knowing you, I can read your face like an open book,” Severus said with an unamused chuckle. “I’m sorry that he hurts you… Unaware he’s doing it… I wish I could somehow… help,” He said with a sigh. “Trust me, I wish he loved you and not… her, it’d be a lot easier then, and a lot… more just… But the world isn’t on your shoulders alone and I’m sorry… That any of this ever happened to you, you of all people.”

Josephine’s heart thudded in her chest as he spoke, and she could feel her mask - already made fragile - beginning to crumble. “Sev... don’t, please.” she said, her voice soft, just above a whisper. She shut her eyes, shaking her head slowly. “You don’t... You don’t know what you\re talking about.”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

beautifulfoolflorence:

Florence was happiest when she was at beautiful parties surrounded by beautiful people. The smile on her lips couldn’t be taken away for anything tonight. As she moved through the manor, she was happy to notice people watching her as she moved through the room. She had spent nearly three hours getting ready for tonight, and the effort had clearly paid off. Scanning the room, she was looking for someone to talk to. She had been mingling all night, but she was looking forward to talking to someone else. Finally spotting someone, she grabbed a flute of champagne and took a sip from it and flounced over. “There you are!” She said happily. “Enjoying your night?: She asked.

Hearing a familiar voice, Josephine turned to face her friend with a grin. “I was wondering when I’d see you. Don’t you look absolutely stunning?” she exclaimed as she gave Florence a hug in greeting. Her relationship with Florence was an interesting one. She’d been so easy to befriend and manipulate, to pull her close once she was nearing adulthood. She’d gotten her into parties and introduced her to many people, in return using Florence’s money and picking up any gossip she heard. But Josephine did care for the younger girl she’d had found, she truly would hate for her to ever be hurt. “I’ve been having a wonderful time. And you?

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amycuscarrw:

Amycus was received with quiet gasps and whispers as soon as he walked through the door. People were surprised, he guessed, that he would ever come anywhere near the Lestrange manor. He paid no attention, greeting his acquaintances like he would at any other event. Amycus kept his head up high, roaming through the party like a snake circling a prey, moving gracefully, his expression holding nothing but a slight hint of arrogance. Keep your enemies close, it’s what they say; even if takes coming to a party filled with scum. Out of a sudden, someone bumped into him, almost causing his champagne to spill. Amycus looked over his shoulder slowly to face the other person. “You see, had this spilled on my clothes, I would’ve been forced to hurt you,” he said, keeping his expression serious, even if his tone came out as somewhat playful.

Josephine detected Amycus’ entrance by the reaction of those around her. It was certainly a bold move, but her friend had never been one for delicateness. Once, Rodolphus, Amycus, Lucius, and herself had made quite the clique. But that seemed so long ago now. Even if her heart leaned towards Rodolphus in regards to the feud between the two men, Josephine had told them she was not taking sides; keeping her friendship with both of them. Stepping forward amidst a crowd of whispers, she approached Amycus with a smile. She witnessed the near spilling and gave a laugh even if she suspected Amycus wasn’t joking with the poor patron. As the stranger scurried off, she turned to her friend. “Fashionably late I see.” she teased in greeting.

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rodolphuslcstrange:

He realized with a start that he missed her smile. He missed how it could light up any room and set his nerves at ease, if only for a moment. Growing up, he would look to Amycus and Lucius to share a dark joke at the expense of another. He would look to Severus for guidance, just as the other man looked to him for it. Most importantly, he would look to his brother for comfort, for peace in the eye of the storm. But for humor and lightness, he would turn to Josephine. He strode into her office with sure steps. “Don’t play coy with me, Josie,” he huffed a laugh, all but tumbling into the leather-bound chair across her desk. Rodolphus flashed her a winning smile. “I know you’ve missed me as much as I’ve missed you. Who else is around to drive you insane these days?” It was a selfless lie, if he cared to admit it - he had hardly thought of her at all, his mind clouded by another woman’s dark brown eyes. But if the lie could make Josephine feel better in this moment, then he owed her that much, at least. “Now - ready for lunch? You know I won’t take no for an answer.”

Despite what she knew, she was drawn in by his grin and his words, even if she could see the lie in between. She had missed him terribly, while he had another woman in his arms. Maybe he had missed her, but she knew he didn’t feel the same ache she had inside her. She had no right to be upset, or angry. Their entanglement had been casual with strictly no strings attached. But Josie had fallen, with those deep dark eyes of his that pierced her soul, a smile that made her feel like she was the only person it was for, and a touch that set her heart aflame. She’d broken the rule, and he was going to break her heart. She moved to sit on one of the armrests of the chair with a playful smirk. “Maybe I enjoyed the peace and quiet.” she teased, looking down at him. "But of course. You better take me somewhere nice. You do owe me, after all.”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; there’s something rattling around inside me I think it’s your heart // rodolphus

severelyseverust:

He guided them through the crowd, the bidding was just starting and people were no longer truly paying attention to who was there and who wasn’t. He took them down a hallway and out a door into one of the Lestrange’s smaller libraries, this one had a balcony. He opened the door, leading them inside before he closed it behind them. “I’m sorry,” He said first, as he walked inside the library and turned to look at her. “That he hurts you… I’m sorry… You don’t deserve it, not you.”

Josephine wondered what had happened. Had a patron pulled out? Some scandal had been unearthed? A dealing made public? But as he spoke, her eyebrows knitted together. She knew what he was referring to, but why? “Severus I appreciate the concern, but I don’t know what you’re talking about.” she answered.

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

severelyseverust:

What had she said? He wasn’t sure, he could hardly hear her over the drumming of his heartbeat in his ears. “I am glad it is then, we all need a moment to breathe,” He said with a smile before it faltered after her question. Ah yes it’s because I’ve been avoiding you because of my childish crush, he thought. “What can I say? There’s no rest for the wicked,” He said with a chuckle.

“That we do.” Josephine smiled, taking a sip of her latte. She chuckled lightly as he spoke, shaking her head. “You work too hard Severus. You deserve a chance to breathe as well” Her words were sincere. He was a friend of hers, after all.

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

crxcodile:

He turned his head slightly in disagreement, like an animal, a feral creature hiding within. “Yes, though those in attendance might not all be able to. Perhaps the auction will cover the discrepancy in wealth.” He half chuckled, a short sound. “Oh, I am not quite sure others will follow suit there, but I do look forward to seeing your dress, I’m sure you’ll be stunning no matter how understated.” As honest a compliment he could give, beauty was not something he paid much attention to.

“Of course” Josephine agreed “But such an extravagant ball like this will surely encourage the more wealthier members of our society to donate more and that will hopefully make up for those who can’t.” she said. If everything went according to plan, that is. “Thankyou.” he nodded with a polite smile at the compliment. “I look forward to seeing you there”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; poison has always run in the blood in our veins // barty

severelyseverust:

Balls. He had to admit, he hated them just as much as a true Pureblood would. It was seeing person after person kiss each other’s ass. He was at a table with Josephine and Rodolphus along with three other patrons as they talked about the night. Rodolphus thought it funny, to make Severus nervous with the woman he had once loved and still made his earth shake. It was cruel, how many women had Rod loved and tossed aside like yesterday’s paper? Like their hearts were nothing but old uninteresting toys. All but one, he thought as he saw Emmeline appear and Rodolphus’ interest in their conversation dwindle. He continued talking to the patrons, moving their interest from Rodolphus to him as he smiled charmingly and made false promises he didn’t intend to keep. He didn’t miss as Josie looked after him, and anyone else would have missed it, but he saw the hurt. It hurt him in turn, what was left of his heart cracking once more at her pained look. Oh, what wouldn’t he do to heal her heart, but he couldn’t. Hadn’t he fixed enough of Rodolphus’ broken toys? This was one that he couldn’t touch, to fix her was to finish breaking what was left of his torn heart. He continued talking as Josie left to what he imagined was to compose herself once more, and moved about the room as people began to auction. He saw as she entered, making her way over to the drinks table where he met her. “Follow me,” He said softly to her as he offered his arm. “Trust me,” He said with a kind smile her way. He shouldn’t fix Rod’s broken toys, but… could he at least be allowed to make sure they didn’t break more?

Josephine’s mask was back, smiling politely at anyone who passed her way. But her destination for the drinks table was clear, until she was stopped. For a split second she thought maybe a drunk patron had latched onto her. But she saw a kind face - Severus. Her friend. She smiled back, although confused, “Of course.” she answered, nodding, before she let him lead her away.

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

adrianmckinnon:

adrian could not believe that had just happened, and he stared, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, at the woman. a rush of ‘sorry’s escaped him, not at all comforted by her statement in the slightest. “ are you sure ?? ” he stammered out. “ i really didn’t mean to, honestly. ”

Josephine chuckled lightly, shaking her head. “It’s fine I promise,” she assured, before pausing “Is that you little McKinnon? Tobias? No wait, Adrian right?” she remembered the McKinnons from the different parties she’d attended over the years. Tobias and Marlene were always off on their own world, but from memory Adrian was always the young one by his mother’s side. “It’s been quite some time. How are you?”

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crxcodile:

He watched her work while she spoke, perfectly poised, perfectly polite, perfect bullshit; just like him. It was almost fun to speak with her in public, for this alone. “Of course, I will be making a donation myself, I could do no less for the victims.” He took the file gratefully and tucked it under his arm. “I have yet to sort out my robes but I’m sure they’ll be just fine. And you?”

Barty and Josephine were almost mirrors of each other. They’d both gotten so good at pretending they were perfect. And it meant that they could see through the bullshit in each other. Some of it anyway. “As will of course. Hopefully many others will follow suit.” she said. She nodded at his question. “I’ve organised a dress. Nothing too glamorous. I don’t want to take away attention from the charity.”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; poison has always run in the blood in our veins // barty

severelyseverust:

“Lovely, yes,” He agreed but he spoke as if he’d run a marathon. He had successfully avoided her for the past three months, since the last time he saw her he ran into a door so hard he got a concussion and Josie had had to accompany him to St. Mungos to get it fixed. The disadvantages of someone knowing who he truly was before he created the persona that was Severus Snape. She knew the real him, the boy that came from the streets with nothing but the clothes on his back. “It was for Evan, I’m sure he’ll understand,” He said as he hesitated but took a seat, taking a deep breath to calm his nerves. “How are you?”

Josephine chuckled, thinking of the younger man. “I’ll smooth things over if necessary.” she said with a laugh. Closing up her briefcase and setting it aside, she smiled as he sat down. “I’ve been well. Work has been a little more chaotic than usual, given recent events. But it does finally seem to be slowing down again.” she answered “And yourself? I haven’t seen you in a little while.”

#&&; the world is resting on the tip of her tongue // chat #&&; persuasive lips but terrible motives // severus

dorcasmeadoe:

“Sorry to bother you but I’m working on the Catchgrove case, but the paperwork is all backlogged. I was wondering if you could do me a favor and push it through for me before I go out in the field?” She asked, leaning up against the door of her office.

Josephine gave a small smile in greeting, before furrowing her eyebrows. “I apologise, let me have a look.” she said, immediately looking through her folders. She searched for a couple moments, before picking up a file and flicking through. “Sorry, it was labelled incorrectly.” she apologised, setting it on the table to sign it off. “Should be all clear now.” she smiled “How have you been Dorcas?”

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Josephine, Severus and Rodolphus stood in one of the halls of the Lestrange Manor, talking about the event. The silent auction had just begun, which mean most of the attention was finally off Rod. Josephine remained keenly alert for any prying ears and eyes, making sure none of what she said could be cause doubt on her alliances. They were midway through conversation when she watched as Rodolphus’ attention waned. She followed his gaze to find Emmeline, and there was a slight ache inside her chest. She waited a couple seconds, and as if on cue, Rodolphus excused himself, lightly touching her shoulder as he passed. She kept her face a mask, but her gaze followed him; watching as he met with Emmeline and they walked away from prying eyes. As Severus continued to converse, she turned her attention back to him, but she wasn’t really listening. A few minutes passed, and Josephine excused herself from the conversation to the bathroom. She went to one of the more private ones, away from the guests of manor. But as she moved to open the door, she heard the moans and froze, her hand just millimetres from the knob. Josephine recognised it, a mixture of regret, longing and pain overcame her, and she immediately returned to the ball, heading for the drinks table.

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