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#eames i need you all to see this edit i made for nolan. yay. probably my best work. ( it took an hour of my time and 2 hours of my sleep time )
ποΈ π ποΈ a dog? a grim? . . . squints. ohβ oh, thatβs a WEREWOLF. ( running . )
coming from the lake. heβs collected rocks for kahl.
heβs eaten too many bertie botts. heβs going to throw up
βare you okay?β he looks up at her. βand everyone else?β
Alright, meet me tomorrow before breakfast at the door, alright?β she grins with a soft smile
he nods. that sounds nice. maybe he needs that more than he knows.
Would youβ¦.want to go looking for rocks with me tomorrow?β she softly smiles, knowing it will be easier to get an elaborate truth out of him there
looks over at her, stops and then glances between her and alistair. he doesnβt want to if alistair is there. nothing personal to the guy.
β she hasnβt seen him since that nightβ¦and is gently opening her armsβ
walks into the great hall. walks back out.
he is covering her back by being there. he wants to help more than staying at the school.
No. Stay. Cover her back.
he isnβt staying there. heβs coming with her.
Nope. He needs to stay back for this one.
βhe tells me i have to.β how many his age can say something like that about the dark lord?
Then donβtβ she whispers, bandaged hands coming up to hold his cheeksβ donβt go down that dark path, my love, you are much, much more than that.
βi donβt know.β a heartbreaking revelation. he doesnβt know what he likes, he only knows who he must be. what he must do. βi do not wish to follow him the way they tell me to. he scares me.β
She nods, running a hand through his little curls, golden freckles softly glimmering with a light of their own βdo you want to be like that?β she asksβ what would you like to be when you grow up, Nolan? What do you like?
βshe wants me to be like my father. she wants me to be . . better.β but he doesnβt want to be like them. heβs seen the way they hurt people. the death eaters that come to their door. it scares him.
Then explain it to meβ she speaks, always gentle in her actions with him, patient and soft- I donβt understand, but I wish to
βyou donβt understand. you think you do, but you donβt!β
Against his outburst, she is calm, allowing him to move as he wishes - you have chosen not to listen to me before, I have not hurt you. Neither has Alistair, or even the teachersβ she whispersβ pain is not the way, my child.
βbut she does love me.β he pulls away. βshe does. youβre wrong. she does it because i donβt listen. sheβs not bad. she just gets angry.β
It shouldnβt hurt, Nolanβ she whispers, rubbing their noses together as her voice turns softβ listen to me now, listen well, and remember for the rest of your life: who loves you, wonβt ever hurt you. Alright? A stinging jinx does not hurt
βno. that has to be a different one because when my mother uses it, it doesnβt feel like that. it hurts β really hurts.β
That, my love, is the stinging charmβ she explainsβ thatβs why itβs used on pranks, and is not hardly punished. Because it barely causes any discomfort.
he barely flinched , if at all. huh, that was it? βthat was fine.β heβs a little confused . whatβs the point ?
And with extreme gentleness, she casts the stinging spell, setting down the wand right after so she can caress the skin β How did that feel?
he watches her wand and just nods with a shrug. he has become accustomed to almost, he knows she says a pinch, though, he almost expects it to be a lie.
always wanting his okay before doing anything
βyeah, i used the stinging hex.β he confirms and then nods at her question. βokay.β
You mean the stinging hex? Is that the spell?β she frowns, because she has used that one plenty of times, and she has been victim of it too. Kahlan wouldnβt describe it nowhere near knives. Hell, it feels like a pinchβ would you allow me to try something, Nolan?
βi used it on someone the other night. . because he didnβt leave me alone when i told him to.β except he used the stinging hex, not crucio.
To that she frowns, way too familiar with a spell that does feel that way, but choosing not to go directly to that one. Let have some hope. β You know, itβs a bit cruel to use spells on you just because you do something wrong, or not good enoughβ she softly speaksβ donβt go imitating that, hm?
he nods. to him, itβs the stinging hex. itβs not, itβs most definitely not but she tells him it is. βlike knives.β
Does it hurt?β she hums, softly swaying them side to side, under the warmth of the blanket, allowing herself to gently rise her own temperature to provide him with some warmth
βshe becomes someone that i donβt love when i disappoint her.β
Talk to me, Little Oneβ she gently coos, turning her head to kiss his temple, letting a blanket float to them