Tick Tock the time goes Bye ~ Jasper

[CATHERINE MARIE ABERCROMBIE]

-- Hold my Hand --

[-And hold it Tight-]


Catherine looked at herself in the mirror, examining her from every angle, she was wearing her black hot pants, her black just above the ankle boots with her black and white tee, her accessories consisted of a few silver bracelets on her wrists, and her makeup was limited to pale pink lipstick, mascara and a very thin layer of eye liner, she was wearing a bit of foundation but only very lightly.

Turning she looked at her room mates, all tucked up in their beds fast asleep, Deciding her shoes would make noise she took them off before she walked to her bed picking up the now heavy bag, she headed to the exit, hearing on of her room mates stir, she stopped dead, hearing nothing else she kept walking.
Making sure not to disturb anyone as she left she was more silent than a mouse, exiting the common room she smiled, having to walk down the cold steps in her bare feet, reaching the bottom she put on her shoes again smiling.

Cathy smiled tiptoeing down the steps of the castle, exiting the castle, she grinned, happy she accomplished something she started skipping towards the quidditch patch, her bag on her arm containing a twelve pack of Fire whiskey, it was one of her and Jazz's rituals, at the start of term, they would hang out at some random location in hogwarts, which they chose by putting everywhere in hogwarts on pieces of paper and placing them in a wizard hat, which they would turn upside down, and the hat would let only one piece of paper go, revealing the place they would have their ritual that year, this year the hat had picked the Quidditch pitch.

Smiling Cathy walked past on of the giant stands circling the pitch, she felt the fabrics with her fingertips before walking on she reached the middle of the pitch, sitting down she sighed, reaching into her bag she took out one of the bottles of Fire whiskey, opening it swiftly she glugged down the first quarter, giggling she thought for a second, 'I'm gonna be drunk before Jazz even gets here' Smiling she lay back onto the cold grass, taking another swig of the fire whiskey she looked up at the black sky.

Catherine smiled at the sky and her thoughts were swarmed with Jasper, he was just amazing, they were best friends, and Cathy was in love with him, it wasn't just best friend love it was more, taking another swig she giggled, the sky was just perfect, Cathy's eyes opened wider concentrating on one star, it had that twinkle just like the twinkle in Jaspers eyes.
Cathy blinked a couple of times, feeling drowsy she took another swig giggling another once before drifting off.

[-And hold it Tight-]

-- See my star in the Sky --

Key
Her Talking
Her casting a Spell
Her thinking
Someone else Speaking

468 -- Words
Heyo Sweet! -- Outfit
Blah Blah Butterfly -- Notes
Take your time ~ Niaamh -- Lyrics
Made by Me, Used by Me, Steal, Die by Me -- Credit

[JASPER THEODORE VASSILIOS]

PRINCE JASPER !
it's something he doesn't want to be
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THE PRESENCE OF ROYALTY
but we bow before our prince !
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It was their start of term tradition and Jasper was going to be late. He'd forgotten about his and Catherine Abercrombie's best friend anniversary (not that he was going to admit that tiny detail to her) and had gotten started on the load of homework the teachers had been giving out lately when he was supposed to be getting ready to head down to the Quidditch Pitch. It was only when one of his friends knicked his ancient runes essay and reminded him of their tradition did he jump up like his hair was on fire and bolt up the stairs as if a swarm of bees was chasing him.

He tried to think of an excuse as he rummaged around in his trunk for clothes, but all he came up with was the truth, so he decided that he'd tell her that he'd been doing his homework, whilst leaving out the fact that he'd forgotten about their meeting. Jasper pulled out a few select pieces of clothing, all bought by Catherine (she'd bought him lots of stuff!), though he was not sure which ones he should wear. He had to choose between two tops and two jeans; batman or spongebob top, and the winny the pooh or plain grey skinny jeans? He finally decided on his batman top and grey skinnies, with his leather jacket, black high top converse, and a black studded belt that hung loose around his waist.

Now that he was dressed, he wasready to go, but he couldn't leave without the finishing details. He popped open the secret compartment in his trunk and pulled out a black pencil eyeliner, black nailvanish, and a cigerette packet and lighter. He popped the cigerettes and lighter in his skinny jeans pocket, and then pulled out a mirror, which he used to help him apply the eyeliner. Once the eyeliner was done, he applied the nailvanish where needed; e wore nailvanish daily (he's what a muggle calls an emo) and it had been peeling off these past few days, so he had to reapply it. Now he really was finished and able to go.

Jasper quickly escaped from the Gryffindor tower before any of his friends could come up and tease him about wearing make up and looking like a girl and all of that bullshit. That was one thing he liked about Catherine; unlike his other friends, she never ever teased him about what he was into. He liked death metal and screamo, he wore make up and skinny jeans and nailvanish, and a whole lot of other things. She didn't care about any of that though. She supported him, she accepted that he was different, that he was an emo. He loved her (as a best friend) for that. Unfortunately, with the signs she was giving off, it seemed as though she loved him more than a best friend, but he didn't like her like that; he liked someone else. What's a guy to do?

He wasn't far from the Quidditch Pitch when he pulled out his cigerette packet and popped open the lid. He pulled out one of the many already rolled cigerettes, popped the right end in his mouth, and then took out his lighter, which he used to light up the other end of the cigerette. He stopped walking for a second, stopping at the entrance gate that led into the Quidditch Pitch, to put the packet and lighter back in his pocket, and then started walking again. In the middle of the pitch he found Catherine, laing on her back, asleep, with an empty bottle in her hand, and a six pack of firewhisky bottles at her side. With a smirk, he got on his knees, taking his cigerette from his mouth, and whispered sensually into her ear. "Xypníste, lttle éna," he said, which meant 'wake up, little one'. He knew that she liked it when he spoke to her Greek.

THE PRESENCE OF ROYALTY
as he sits upon his throne !
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jasper thinking.
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words " six five five.
tagged " catherine abercrombie.
outfit " here it is.
muse " your mom.
credit " both template and lyrics were made up by me, allie ablaze. steal, and i'll eat your face. :3 nomnomnom!

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[CATHERINE MARIE ABERCROMBIE]

-- Forget my Kiss --

[-Dont forget Me-]


Catherine didnt know how long she had been asleep until she felt a warm breath against her ear, before hearing a silky voice speaking in greek, waking up a bit she coughed a laugh "ÓêÜóå" she said, Cathy didnt know much Greek, and the words she had just was Shut up, Jazz had taught her a few words and phrases before, but only a few, he could most likely speak the whole greek dictionary, unlike Catherine who could speak few Greek words, but Cathy learnt Danish when she was younger, for two reasons, her first reason was when she was in her depressive state there wasnt much else to do and secondly, the language sounded like a cake.

Opening her eyes slightly, Cath saw Jaspers intent piercing blue eyes, once she told him that they made her feel that he was looking into her soul, smiling slightly she looked at him for a second before moving the hair that had fallen over his eyes back with her hand, he was beautiful, holding the hand on his head for a minute longer she smiled before taking away the hand, Jaspers hair swinging back infront of his eyes, sighing she took the cigarette he was holding and placed it between her parted lips, taking it in, the smoke slipping down her throat, she didnt smoke much, it was one of things she rarely did, like drinking, she was the innocent abercrombie child, different from her brother.

Grunting she half sat up, bending her back, she supported herself with her arms behind her, taking another with of the cigarette she placed it between her fingers and looked at Jasper "Well hello there" Cath spoke, smoke slipping from her mouth, placing the cigarette between her lips she checked the watch on her wrist 11;36, it has been 10:32 when she had left the common room, Jazz was late, Cathy placed her arm behind her again, supporting herself, she turned to Jazz givning him one of her dissapointed looks, "So can I ask why youre late?" Cat knew this would happen, she was just hoping it would, keeping the cigarette in her mouth she cocked her head to the side intently.

Cath took the cigarette out of her mouth looking at it before looking at Jazz, offering it to him she straightened her head, placing the cigarette near his lips, -the unlit side- turning towards the six pack, she took a bottle cracking it open she took a swig, picking up another bottle she cracked off the top,handing it to Jazz, she cheered happily "Too Hogwarts!" clanking her bottle with Jazz before taking another swig, the cold liquid running down her throat, again the alcohol took effect, Catherine was getting drunk once again and she wasnt noticing, taking a few more swigs she smiled, giggling softly her head lolled to the side looking at Jasper, eyes wide open paying attention to him as much as possible.

[- Dont lose my Soul -]

-- Lose my Love --

Key
Her Talking
Her casting a Spell
Her thinking
Someone else Speaking

489 -- Words
Heyo Sweet! -- Outfit
Blah Blah Butterfly -- Notes
Lose me && I Forgot ~ Niaamh -- Lyrics
Made by Me, Used by Me, Steal, Die by Me -- Credit

[JASPER THEODORE VASSILIOS]

PRINCE JASPER !
it's something he doesn't want to be
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THE PRESENCE OF ROYALTY
but we bow before our prince !
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His lips curved into a satisfied smirk at her reply, telling him to shut up in Greek. He'd taught her that, he'd taught her a few words and sentances in Greek, actually, along with a few Greek dances. She'd been a fast learner, learning everything quickly... or was that just because it was him teaching her? Hmm, whatever, she still learned it all quickly. Whilst he waited for her to wake up well and proper, he layed himself out alongside her, facing her as he layed on his side, with his elbow propped up so he could rest his head on his hand. He prefured to look at people when he talked to them, 'cause he has manners. Yes, even if he was walking and talking. Boys can multi-task, thank you very much!

The smirk switched to his usual heart-melting, mind-blowing, utterly sex God-like grin when his best friend's colour changing eyes opened and caught his piercing blue ones. Catherine had said been the first to say that Jasper's eyes made you feel like they were piercing through your skin and searching deep into your soul, making you feel as if he knew every secret, every flaw, every desire that you had. It caught on like wildfire, and others started to say that too. Really, this statement was actually rather true. Jasper had always been good at reading people, after all, he was a seer, and pretty damn good one, too, in fact.

Jasper closed his eyes when she pushed his hair out of his eyes. It was an automatic reaction, like when someone touched near a cats eyes and they closed them. He hoped she didn't think that he meant something else by it, like he was relishing in the moment or something similiar to that. Knowing her, she probably would, she was kind of known for reading the signs wrong, unfortunately. He opened his eyes again when she stole his cigerette and took her own drag from it. He pretened to be hurt and put his hand to his heart. "Oh my Zues, Cathybear!" he gasped dramatically. "How could you steal from muah like that?"

When she sat up a little and checked her watch for the time, he bit his lip innocently, secretly chanting to himself what he was going to say, over and over again. He didn't need to, when he was just going to tell her the truth... well, half the truth, but it made him feel better about being late for their anniversary meeting. He was late because of homework, end of story. "Yeah, sorry about that, Cathy," he said, sporting an apologetic smile, "I thought I'd have enough time to get a bit of homework done before I came down, but it seems I was wrong." Woo, thank Zues the apologies and excuses were over and done with, now he could relax and be as calm as Jasperly-possible during their time together.

He was a little surprised when Catherine offered him his cigerette back, expecting her to keep it (though he didn't actually show his surprise), but he took it anyway, using his mouth to take it back, since she was offering the cigerette to him as if she wanted him to take it in that way. He pulled back from her hand, inhaled, and then brought his own hand up to the cigerette and took a long drag. To onlookers he would look seductive when doing this action, but they were wrong, he wasn't trying to look like that, it was just the way he was. Another thing that onlookers would reckon, was that they were flirting, but they were not. It was more like, she was flirting, not that she knew she was, and he was just... doing what he normally did. To be honest, he hated onlookers...

Jasper snatched the bottle away from her, just like how she'd stolen his cigerette from him, and took a long, large glug from the bottle. He gave it back, just as she handed him a bottle he could have as his own, ad he toasted with her, lightly clinking their Firewhisky bottles together. "To best friends," he added, and took a big swig from his own personl bottle. He was ready to get absolutey pissed tonight. After the ongoings of his horrible father, the King of Greece, from the holidays before the new term started, he needed all the alcohol and cigerettes he could get his hands on. Why not drugs, too, you ask? Well, let's see. He'd been there before, and trust him, drugs were not a good thing. If someone offered him some drugs, there was a 90% chance he'd lay one on them. No, he was going to stay clear of them, and hopefully, so would little Catherine.

THE PRESENCE OF ROYALTY
as he sits upon his throne !
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jasper talking.
jasper thinking.
other people talking. [/ul][/ul]

words " six five five.
tagged " catherine abercrombie.
outfit " here it is.
muse " your mom.
credit " both template and lyrics were made up by me, allie ablaze. steal, and i'll eat your face. :3 nomnomnom!

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[CATHERINE MARIE ABERCROMBIE]

-- Forget my Kiss --

[-Dont forget Me-]


Catherine looked back at Jazz grinning, "You are such a drama queen!" Cath said pushing him playfully, Jazz was a drama queen, of course it should be dramam king but that didnt sound right in Jazz's circumstance, watching as he took the cigarette back she grinned, before beoming a bit stricter as he told her his excuse, Jazz couldnt lie very well, but that didnt stop him from only telling part of the truth, but of course Cath couldnt be mad at him, they were too close to fight, it would just upset the balance of the univerce, folding her legs she nodded at his excuse deciding to let it pass instead of living with a grudge, grudges were actually realy stupid, they didnt teach or help anything or anyone, they just sat in someones mind for years never leaving your mind, making you think about them for endless hours and then when you finally get down to it you cannot even remember what the grudge was about.

Looking down at her hand, her nose scrunched up, she swore she had just been holding a bottle, looking at Jazz she saw him glugging it down, deciding it was payback she would leave it, taking her bottle back from Jazz as he took the one she had just given him, smiling at there termly 'Too's-' Looking back at Jazz she grinned, "Homework?, Are you ok Jazz" Cath moved foreword placing the back of her hand on Jazz'd forehead, touching his face making funny 'Mhm' sounds as she diagnosed him, "Oh no, you have Lof!" she said giggiling at her joke, before he could ask she jumped on him, placing her hands on his face again, "Lack of Funightus" She jumped on him, pushing him to the ground, holding his shoulders down, pinning him down, she grinned, Laughing hard at her joke, the alcohol was taking a lot of effect on her.

Best friends, Cath had always wanted to be more than friends, although it would never happen, Jazz was a prince of greece, soon to be a king, he would get married to a princess who would wear big flouncy pink dresses and speak seven languages, she would be the jelous type, meaning that Cath couldnt visit and see her best friend, and she end up alone with thirty sevan cats! Cath stopped thinking for a second, that couldnt happen, Jazz wouldnt let it, Jazz knew that Cath could make a splinter into the end of the world, Cath stopped thinking, it wouldnt hapen, she told herself, glacing down she looked down into Jazz's eyes smiling gratefully at there deepness, Her choice had been made she was gonna do it, it was gonna happen, Cath leant down and pressed her lips to Jazz's feeling tingles all over her body, she had wanted to do this since she met him, and now she was.

[- Dont lose my Soul -]

-- Lose my Love --

Key
Her Talking
Her casting a Spell
Her thinking
Someone else Speaking

487 -- Words
Heyo Sweet! -- Outfit
Blah Blah Butterfly -- Notes
Hold me ~ Niaamh -- Lyrics
Made by Me, Used by Me, Steal, Die by Me -- Credit