Echoes — Albus/Benoite

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[benoite guinevere rowle]

So many ups and downs,

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My heart's a battleground.

I need true emotions,[/color]
I need more affection than you know.[/color]

Benoite had been doing this and that today, she didn't really care much for long days, they just seemed to be a bore to her. She sighed, and she rolled her eyes, barely being able to stand being in this class any longer, she couldn't deal with being stuck in her robes anymore! At least she was able to wear a skirt, but this shirt was too loose, and she felt like everything was hanging out! She just got weird if she couldn't smush her ribs together with a tight corset. She sighed, pulling her long hair to the side, and running her fingers through it. She'd be out soon enough.

As soon as her lesson was over, she tore out of the room, and she made towards the dungeon. She had to get out of these robes. She couldn't wait to change. She threw her clothes on her bed, and she tore open the trunk at the edge of her bed, pulling out the first set of clothing she saw, and she pulled it all on, pulling tights on to cover her exposed legs, and she pulled her hair into a bun. She needed to go study some, but seh couldn't well go study in robes. She pulled her books out of her bag, and she made back out of the dorms, she felt much better now that she didn't look like such a hot mess anymore.

She studied through dinner, and ended up eating late and alone. She didn't mind, she usually ate alone anyhow. She spoke to so few people it didn't matter really. She finished her food and she got up from the table, and she moved from the Great Hall, preparing to head back to her dorm. She didn't know what she would do once she got there, she would figure it out. Her heels clicked against the stone, and the hallways sounded very lonely tonight. It was reminiscent of her home life, that was a sad thought wasn't it? Poor little French orphan, she balked at the thought, she was better then to have others take pity on her. Pity was disgusting.

She entered the common room to see someone was already in there, lounging about. And it was a someone she knew well. She smiled lightly, feeling her need for distance from others growing less. She walked as quietly as she could, and she brought her hands down on the back of the sofa, leaning over him swiftly, "Hou." She said, her French roots coming to light, even with a simple word such as "boo".

Her face held traces of a smile, and her mood was lightly, and almost playful, which was nearly unheard of for her. "Salut." She said, her voice light.

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The warmth of the fire felt nice on Al’s skin. He felt himself drifting off quickly, though he wasn’t about to complain. Other than the stress of his minor broom incident, he had been bothered by a horrendously long day. Classes for him never really dragged by, but today they did, and he couldn’t quite figure out way. Overall, it truthfully was not a great day, and Albus was just ready for it to be over. He shut his eyes, beginning to fall into a dream-like state. He thought about finally going home where he could relax and spend time with his family—with his mum and dad, with his brothers and Lily. Albus knew that he was more than ready to get out and have some time off away from school.

Those nearing-negative thoughts just about vanished when a girl with a soft, French accent whispered in his ear. Al’s bright green eyes snapped open, knowing who his visitor was without so much as a second thought. He had thought he would be livid if someone had disturbed him, but he wasn’t. Albus turned onto his back and smiled up at Benoite, his fellow Slytherin companion whom he felt so attracted to. The faint smile and playful atmosphere around them had shifted the middle Potter’s mood so easily—of which he was almost thankful for. There was something about Benoite that always cheered Al up—even when he was in the foulest of moods. The two Slytherins just connected flawlessly.

He sat up as she greeted him in French, crossing his arms over the top of the couch and resting his chin on his hands. He found her eyes and smiled again. “Hello to you too,” he purred, tipping the brim of his hat at her slightly. Part of Al felt obligated to whisper back in parseltongue (Benoite, besides Harry, was the only one who knew—as she was one too), but being the shy, introverted one that he was, he decided against it. Still, he felt fairly natural around the girl in front of him. “How might you be on this slow, rather boring day?” he drawled, returning the playful expression she had on her face.

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TAGS?! Benoite, m'love <3
CREDIT?! text credit goes to folieadeux of caution 2.0.
LYRICS?! demi lovato - here we go again
WORDS?! 380!
WEARING?! -Points at picture-

[benoite guinevere rowle]

So many ups and downs,

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My heart's a battleground.

I need true emotions,[/color]
I need more affection than you know.[/color]

Benoite didn't like sleeping much, it was a waste of time, and she wanted all the time she could get. She had a life, sort of, and she wasn't going to waste it like her parents did. She had no interest in taking over the world, and she didn't want to follow anyone would wanted to take over the world. She liked her quiet life, and her sanity, she didn't need other things, thanks. She wanted a family at some point, and she just wanted to be normal, but if anyone ever found out who she was? How would she get any of that then? What if Albus knew? Would he hate her? She would, if she were him. She didn't want that, not one bit.

She shook her thoughts away when his pretty eyes stared back at her. She smiled, her hair falling slightly out of it's hold, and she pushed it slowly back behind her ear. She kept herself away from people most of the time, usually out of fear of what others might think of her. She kept an air of arrogance about her, usually to push people away, but this boy? He got right through it, always. She liked that he did, and she would never deny that, she liked him, and she wouldn't deny that either. There was something about them and it was just...it just was.

As he spoke, she smiled, shifting her weight slightly. She watched him tip his hat to her, and she wrinkled her nose with amusement. She didn't think of her outfit much, and she put her arms on the back of the sofa, climbing over the back of the couch to sit beside him as he spoke. She shrugged, 'So-so. Slow day for you too then?" She said, pulling her thin legs over the back, and dropping to the cushions beside him. She was normally much more of a lady then this, but she was comfortable enough with him to not mind the fact she'd just flashed her panties at him, or her thong, since they were sort of different. She looked at her top and adjusted it lightly, speaking again, "Why are you sleeping on the couch? Dorm not comfortable anymore?" She said with a slight giggle, tilting her head up to look at him.

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There weren't very many things in this world that made Al honestly happy. He had his parents, who he both loved dearly, his brothers and sister, and his incredibly oversized family who we wouldn't replace for a thing. He had quidditch. But that was pretty much the extent of it, and as of late, it seemed like even the happiest things in his life were upsetting him. James was almost always a constant problem nowadays, and Teddy, Lily, Harry, and Ginny were simply not around enough to help. Even Al's love for quidditch and flying had been smashed into pieces just moments ago. Long ago, he had told his family he would never get back on a broom, and two years later, he was considering it again. Things were just not going well for him, but there was one thing for sure.

Benoite made him happy. She made him so undeniably happy, and he honestly didn't care who knew. He could confide in her in a way that made Al see her as his best friend. And just watching Benoite—watching her smile and tuck her hair behind her ear—was more than enough. The way she wrinkled her nose at him, the way she teased him with that Merlin-help-him French accent, and even the way she climbed over that damn couch… he could hardly control himself sometimes. He watched her movements very carefully, gazing helplessly at her body as she sat beside him. Albus had never felt affection like this before, and it was both an incredible and horrifying thing.

He nodded slowly in response to her first question, his green eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully met her own eyes. "Slow day indeed…" he said, his gentle smile widening slightly. "It didn't seem to end." Al leaned back in the couch slightly, moving his arm to hang off the back of the couch. He chuckled lightly at Benoite's comment about the dorms. "Oh, they're comfortable enough," he reasoned with a nod. "I was just more up to sticking by the fire than trudging up the stairs to my bed," he explained. For a moment, he gave Benoite a curious look—almost teasing her—then smiled again. "I was in a rather off-putting mood before you came along. Why is it you always change that?"

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TAGS?! Benoite, m'love <3
CREDIT?! text credit goes to folieadeux of caution 2.0.
LYRICS?! demi lovato - here we go again
WORDS?! 400!
WEARING?! -Points at picture-

[benoite guinevere rowle]

So many ups and downs,

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My heart's a battleground.

I need true emotions,[/color]
I need more affection than you know.[/color]

Happiness was a funny thing, she didn't really know real happiness in her life, but while she was with this boy? It was something different all together. She didn't know what it was about him, but it was something, and she loved it. Love was a word she didn't often use, and she could use it with him. Trust, and everything in between was how she felt about this boy, and she greatly liked that fact, very much liked, and liked almost to the point of love.

She folded her legs underneath herself as he spoke again, and she smiled lightly. "Slow days aren't so bad I suppose. They can be a bit relaxing sometimes." She mused. She smiled at the idea of him laying on the couch by the fire rather then going to his bed, really the idea of him in bed at all was a blush-worthy thought for her, but she didn't need to let on like that..did she? She didn't really know where it could get her, they were obviously close enough for her to feel comfortable to be herself, but like that? She wouldn't know if he felt the same way unless she tried, she had a feeling he did. People always teased her about dating a Potter, even though they weren't really dating, but could they be? She wouldn't object. "Funny how I thought the opposite while laying around half naked in bed most of the day." She said, pushing her hair around to the other side of her neck, her face amused, maybe trying to put images in his head.

She shrugged, her face amused, "I guess I'm just special." She said, her voice light. "I bet I know other things I could do to lighten your mood." She said with a grin, her hands leaving her lap, and she ran her hands from his knees to the higher parts of his leg, leaning over him as she did. Her hands slid slightly higher, and she crawled over him lightly, holding her lithe form above him, she smiled again, a cat-like smile, and she leaned over him, grabbing the brim of his hat, pulling it to the side, leaning into his mouth. Her lips ghosted over his and she didn't know how this would end, but she had high hopes for it.

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Albus watched her as she responded, adjusting her sitting position. He heard her—he really did; in fact, he loved the sound of her voice. Love? Al nearly shuddered. He had never used that word… well… not in that context. He felt strongly for Benoite—stronger than he had ever felt for anyone—but he had never dared to say that he was in love with anyone before. The whole idea scared him a little. He could just… see them together. With Benoite, Al felt comfortable enough to loosen up and laugh freely. When you spent your days walking through the hallways with tense shoulders and more stress than your body could handle, you looked forward to this sort of "freeness." Right at that moment in time, for Al, she was honestly the happiest part of his life.

He tilted his head to the side, maintaining his playful expression. "I suppose you're right," he said slowly, still not taking his eyes off of her. "But you know me. When do I ever relax?" he chuckled, his shoulders shaking. It wasn't until Benoite's "half naked" comment strolled along that Al's disposition took a painfully obvious shift. The girl even had a mischievous little gleam in her eyes. Merlin, was she trying to turn him on? Him? Shy, little innocent Albus Severus Potter who hardly even spoke to the opposite gender beside his cousins! Could she honestly feel so strongly about him? He pressed his lips together, putting on the best poker face he could manage. He wasn't nervous about Benoite making a move, but he was nervous that he wouldn't stay in control of himself.

And then she spoke again about "lightening his mood." Albus caught his breath as her hands moved up from his knees. She felt warm. His body relaxed into her movements, and he bit back a moan as her hands slid even higher. That was dangerous territory, and she knew it; the whole idea almost threw Al for a loop. He couldn't take his huge green eyes away from her smiling face—like a cheshire cat—and when she moved his hat to the side and leaned it, he felt himself loosing all his tension. Her lips were right over his.

"You're definitely special, Benoite," was all he said.

Before he could stop himself, Al eased back into the couch and put a gentle hand to the back of her head. Shutting his eyes, he pressed his lips against hers and let his hand slide down her neck. He had had no reason to worry, he realized, because it all came so naturally. Al pulled her in closer to him so that she could rest over his body. He ran a hand through her beautiful long locks, finding her eyes again. He wanted to keep going, but he waited. Making sure Benoite was okay with everything was the most important thing on his mind.

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TAGS?! Benoite, m'love <3
CREDIT?! text credit goes to folieadeux of caution 2.0.
LYRICS?! demi lovato - here we go again
WORDS?! 399!
WEARING?! -Points at picture-

[benoite guinevere rowle]

So many ups and downs,

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My heart's a battleground.

I need true emotions,[/color]
I need more affection than you know.[/color]

Hiding from most of the world could weigh on your soul, and Benoite knew that more then most. She never told people who she was, and she didn't know what people would do if they found out. That included Albus. He was a Potter, she was basically a Riddle. What would that mean for their future? Their friendship? Could the Potter family see through the fact she was a Riddle, and turned a new leaf? Could someone of her lineage really be a blood traitor? She knew she was, but would anyone else believe that?

Shaking her saddening thoughts away, she could see a shift in his position and it amused her. Generally, she wasn't so bold, but this boy was special. Which, made her fear her lineage even more. She didn't want to lose what they had. She smiled, tilting her head to the side lightly, "You shouldn't be so tense, you haven't a reason to be tense." She said truthfully, he shouldn't have been so tense, he was too good of a person to be like that.

She wrinkled her nose at him as he kept looking at her. Sort of a deer in the headlights look, and she smiled, her decent unyielding. She felt her face get a bit red as he said she was special. "I'm really not." She said with a glance to the side.

She leaned her light weight on him, she knew he could take it. He was a strong man, and she was a rather small person. She leaned further into him, and she tilted her head more, trying to get better access. She dragged her body across his slowly, rather sensually as she tried to get closer. She gently opened her eyes and smiled at him, tilting her head to the side, "Qui?"

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For a moment, Albus pulled his hands behind his head and rested his eyes Benoite. A pleased smile soon crossed his lips. He could barely get enough of her; she was beautiful. He had come to an important conclusion in that moment, and that was that, day after day, he always looked forward to seeing her in the common room. He hadn't ever noticed that, really, but it was true. Whenever he had a bad day, his first instinct was to go to the dungeons and subconsciously seek her out in the crowd. Albus could trust Benoite with anything, he realized. He didn't know where he'd be without her by his side. She was likely the best friend he'd ever had.

So when Benoite cocked her head to the side and smiled, and she questioned him with that adorable accent… Al was forced into a big grin. He pulled a hand out from under his head and rested it on her neck. "Nothing…" he answered in a slightly teasing tone. He considered what he was going to say for a short moment, wondering if he should tell her what he was thinking. Al was a little nervous, but from the looks of her, Benoite looked awfully comfortable with him. Long ago, he had worried that his Potter and Weasley blood would cause her to keep her distance… but now he wasn't so sure.

Al ran his fingers through the girl's hair. Suddenly, a smooth hissing noise slipped off his lips. Too anyone else, it would have sounded like a snake, but to a parselmouth, it translated to: "You look beautiful this evening.

[/b]" With that, Al winked at her and smiled dangerously, hoping she'd play along; something about the whole idea seemed… fun. He placed his hands on either side of her and let them slide down lower. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were teasing me, Miss Lémieux."

He bit his lip playfully, looking almost unintentionally innocent. "Though I guess I can't say that I really mind. I'd much more prefer to do seduced by you than dealing with my idiot brother, James."

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TAGS?! Benoite, m'love <3
CREDIT?! text credit goes to folieadeux of caution 2.0.
LYRICS?! demi lovato - here we go again
WORDS?! 375!
WEARING?! -Points at picture-

[benoite guinevere rowle]

So many ups and downs,

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My heart's a battleground.

I need true emotions,[/color]
I need more affection than you know.[/color]

There were few things in her life that meant something to her. She had no siblings, no mother; no father. Though, the man who was her father she would have hated, and he probably would have killed her. She would have stood up against him, she would stand up against her brothers, she didn’t care. No one would make her be who they wanted her to be. She wasn’t who they wanted, and she could have cared less. She just wanted to be able to be who she wanted to be, and she just wanted him, really. He was all she wanted, and she smiled at that thought, and she didn’t know what she could do about who she was. She didn’t want it to keep them apart, but she figured she would get left alone when she told him, though, really, it wasn’t her fault.

She leaned into his touch. His touch was always a comfort. He was always a comfort. She didn’t like breaks, she had to be apart from him, and she was just alone. Normally, she was slightly alone, but he could always bring her out of her shell, and it was nice. She could be herself with him, or mostly herself, and that was a good feeling. She just liked to be able to be relaxed. She wrinkled her nose, ”I don’t think it’s nothing.” She said, some words tripping her up, she sometimes thought in French, and switching to English could always be a pain for her at times.

She felt her gaze drop a bit, when he spoke again. She answered with a shake of her head, her face tinted red and her mouth falling into a smile. She looked up, her head still tilted to the side, her hair falling. ”I don’t think so, but I suppose your opinion is the one that matters here.” She said with a wider smile. She glanced as his hands as they slide down her sides, and she slide her leg between his, brushing her knee between his thighs, ”I don’t know what you could mean by that, Mr. Potter.”

[/i] She said with a smile, running her hands down his chest, she looked up to him again, and she flicked her eyes down to his lips, leaning in, and she brushed her lips lightly against his, rather unsure of herself, but not wanting to back away from his warmth.

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