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[JASPER NEPTUNUS FLINT]

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Jasper looked himself over in the mirror. He thought he was looking quite good. A little gaunt but handsome enough. He'd just trimmed his beard and applied a little aftershave that he'd only ever worn once before at the Rusakov New Years affair. That had been an interesting night, the first night he had shown himself since being back. There were a few shocked faces, non more so than his parents, but it had been worth it. If only Amelia had been there, she would have been jealous. He thought as he adjusted his outfit.

Jasper only had two outfits in his possessions. One was a tux for formal occasions and the other was his every day clothes. As this was only the Three Broomsticks he would have felt a little too overdressed in a tux and his leather gloves and rather vest would look a bit strange without his cloak and so the cloak, gloves and vest all stayed in his room at the Three Broomsticks. It was a much nicer room here and should Amelia decide she would not mind visiting late, then he wanted to be somewhere nicer than the Hogs Head. Not that he thought things would get that far ... but just in case.

It was five to eight and Jasper knew he had to be there first and so he made his way down to the main bar. It was a lot quieter than yesterday afternoon, mostly just locals looking to wind down at the end of the day.
Jasper got himself a butterbeer and Amelia a fire whiskey. He paid and took the drinks to a small table near the fire place. That was lit with a low orange flame. The nights weren't as warm this far north but the days had been quite pleasant.

Jasper set the drinks on the table carefully and sat himself down in one of the two chairs. A woman came over and asked if he'd like some company and he just turned a look of loathing upon her and spoke not a single word. She soon left, feeling uncomfortable and Jasper waited patiently for Amelia. It was eight o'clock on the dot and he told himself to stop watching the door but he couldn't, he had to know. Would she show? Jasper had no idea but was prepared to drink that fire whiskey himself if needed and make her life even more hell if she stood him up.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

Amelia had been counting down the hours until this night. She was both excited and nervous at the same time, and it made her feel about five years younger. The woman sat at her dresser, staring back at herself in the mirror. Her hair was done in loose waves and her evening makeup made her bright blue eyes even brighter. The woman let out a sigh, and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. She knew it would be foolish to go and risky as hell, but she couldn't help it. Amelia was so drawn to him, and even after years of trying to repair herself, here she was. Back in the same spot. This boy was simply an impossibility, and it made her physically sick to the stomach. It was almost as if he was a bad addiction. Horrible for her, but irresistible. So instead of listening to her better judgment, Amelia stood up and left her room.

Nicholas bought her excuse that she was meeting up with some colleagues for a 'back to school' celebration. She said it was a little get together with the female professors at Hogwarts. Of course her husband had been skeptical at first, but Mia was a convincing liar, so he let her go without too many questions. On her way out the door, she gave him a phony kiss on the lips. Their relationship was so fake and one sided. She wanted him to leave forever and never come back so she could be free again. This marriage was a cage, and Amelia feared that it was a cage she'd never be able to escape. The moments she had shared with Jasper gave her a place to escape to for a few years of her life, and once that was broken, she was stuck again.

When she arrived at Hogsmeade she realized her indecision had caused her to run late. She hoped that he hadn't gotten impatient and left. Mia walked quickly to the Three Broomsticks in the hopes that if she got there fast enough he'd still be waiting for her. As soon as she opened the door to the Three Broomsticks, her eyes scanned the room, and a smile crossed onto her face when she spotted him sitting alone at a table next to the fireplace. She took a deep breath and walked over to him gracefully. Mia didn't want to look like she was in a rush, and she certainly didn't want to look like she had worried over whether he had left or not.

Once she was standing in front of him, she removed her black trench coat and placed it over the back of her chair. "I'm sorry I'm so late," she said before taking a seat. He looked really good. Much better than when they ran into each other earlier, and it made her heart beat. She broke her gaze and noticed the firewhiskey in front of her. "Is this for me?" she asked with a raised brow.

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It was eight o'clock and then it was not. The seconds seemed to creep past and Jasper never touched a sip of his butterbeer. He waited quietly by himself as people entered the pub. Every time the door opened his heart skipped a beat and his breath caught in his chest, hoping it was Amelia. Eventually it was and he no longer cared what the time was. He'd had plans to stand up and leave soon, asking the bar keep to leave the drinks where they were until closing, however it did not need to come to that. Amelia approached and Jasper was tempted to stay seated, as though she were the student and he the professor but his manners would not let him. He stood and bowed ever so slightly.

"Amelia." He stated with a smile. He would not draw attention to her lateness. It was not necessary. She was here, that was good enough right now. He looked down at the drinks and then to Amelia and inclined his head as slight nod. She looked beautiful tonight, he wondered if he should have invited her out for a meal instead but that seemed a little too fast. He just needed to slowly reintroduce himself into her life, get her to drop her guard a little around him and then a lot. He needed to get closer to both her and her family in order to succeed in his plan. A plan that he was occasionally doubting ever since he had seen her again yesterday. It was a hard thing to go through with, but Jasper remained determined.

"Indeed. Please, have a seat." he said, waiting for her to sit before he himself would, he had manners it seemed, he wasn't just going to rip her heart out right here and now. She had to hurt first. Lose all her loved ones. Her husband, her children and then maybe if he was merciful enough, she would have her life taken too and if he was not, then perhaps she would suffer the rest of her existence, trapped somewhere, without her family, knowing that they were brutally taken from her and that they would never return to her life. She would be his. He would keep her in the pits of despair for as long as she could, until she had lost all hope. That was if he could get through this evening without falling madly in love with her again. It would only end badly, he told himself. If he allowed himself to love her once more, then there would be no escaping the hurt she would undoubtedly cause him. He needed to keep himself on track. He was stronger than the weak child he had once been. Amelia would no longer hold any power over him.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

His manners impressed her quite a bit. Actually, the fact he wanted to see her again after how things ended was not expected to say the least. Amelia never thought she'd ever see him again, and she really couldn't blame him. She had made some pretty serious promises to him, and even though she believed she had good reason to break them, she couldn't expect him to understand. After all, he was young. She supposed that was one of the reasons why they never worked out. Amelia was a woman and Jasper had been a teenager during their affair. She knew how sick and twisted it was for her, a woman old enough to be his mother, to have indulged him in a relationship. At first she had denied it, and she had good cause to, but then she couldn't contain it. In fact, she was having trouble containing it right now. There was nothing she wanted more than to take him upstairs and kiss his lips, and run her fingers through his curly brown hair, but she knew she couldn't do that. She was a married woman, and Jasper brought out a side to her she wasn't necessarily proud of.

She smiled brightly when he asked her to have a seat, and she obliged. He had certainly grown up since the last time they had seen each other. He was a man now. That made her wonder if lusting after him was such a bad thing. He wasn't a child anymore, he was very much a grown man. As quickly as the idea came into her mind, however, she discarded it. Amelia couldn't think like this, it would surely drive her mad. She was jumping to conclusions anyway. Jasper probably didn't want her again.

Mia took a sip of her firewhiskey, her blue eyes never leaving his. She loved his eyes, she loved how intense they were. Jasper had passion in him, even as a teen. That was something Nicholas never possessed even during her early years of marriage to him. Their lovemaking had been conventional and typical until it stopped completely. When she was with Jasper, though, it was spontaneous and she felt the fire burn within her. She set her drink down and looked at him intently, her eyes studying his face. He was always handsome to her. "So what have you been up to?" Mia asked with a raised brow. She supposed he had made a good career for himself. Jasper was smart and had a lot of promise, it would be a shame if his intelligence went to waste.

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Jasper had waited until his company was seated before he took to his own seat, settling down on the chair and taking ahold of his butterbeer for the first time since he had brought it to the table.

Through the glass Jasper could feel that the butterbeer had no lost its warmth, he took a small sip and sure enough the warmth spread all through his body. He enjoyed to drink but this weekend was all about Amelia, not himself. If he drank there was no telling what he might do or say or what might happen to Amelia and so he chose to remain in complete control of his body by staying sober, besides butterbeer wasn't all that bad and neither were some of the other drinks, but butterbeer was his most favourite.

Gently he placed his glass back down on the table and looked across at Amelia, a slight smile curled the corners of his lips. She wanted to know what he had been up to but he was more than content watching her, silently just gazing at her beauty. Though he could not stay silent, it would be rude, however a moments pause was needed in order to plan on how to mention that he had been in training with some very dark wizards to ruin her life.

"I've been travelling mostly, learning about different cultures, different magics. Europe is an incredible place, I rather enjoyed Siberia. I got back at the end of last year though I have travel on my mind again. Maybe Australia and New Zealand next." That was pretty much what he had done and the plans for after he'd maimed and killed her entire family and maybe her.

"How about you. Still teaching, still madly in love with your husband." Jasper smirked, he knew that really, there was no love between Amelia and he husband, but then why had she chosen him over Amelia? They cold have made things work. Jasper would have killed him for Amelia and given the chance he probably would if she got him wrapped around her little finger again but Jasper had every intention on never letting that happen ever again.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

Before now, Amelia hated alcohol. She hated how fuzzy it made the brain, and she hated how drunkenness made people do unexpected things. Lately, however, having a bit of alcohol in her system was the only honest way she could survive the day. After she gave up a life of love and passion for a life of convention and stability, she realized how dull and meaningless that life was. Of course, she had pushed those feelings out and the alcohol helped with that, but sitting across from Jasper now made her remember how much pain she had felt. It was always a double edged sword for her, a no win scenario. In fact, it had gotten to the point where she felt like her life had become a no win scenario. If she left her husband, that also meant leaving her children, and that was a thought she couldn't fathom. They were the light in her life, and the only real reason why she was still standing. But not going with Jasper meant she was forced to live a life with a man she felt nothing for. Amelia didn't even hate her husband, there wasn't a single thread of any real emotion she even felt for him; that was the problem. She felt nothing, and apathy was not a good base for a relationship.

As she continued to sip her firewhiskey, she allowed herself to soak up the initial burn. She didn't particularly care for the taste at all, but the fact it would help her relax made the second of discomfort worth it. It was like medication; bad to the taste, but the aftereffects were desirable. Plus it made this reunion much easier for her. Even though she was putting on a good smile and appeared to be enjoying herself, Amelia was actually quite conflicted. Hopefully her drink would help remedy that, or at least make her numb to her feelings.

Her eyes lit up when he mentioned that he traveled. That impressed her quite a bit, and she was interested in hearing more about his adventures. "I always knew you'd go on to do great things," she said with a smile. He was her brightest student. She hadn't taught a student more promising than Jasper since she had him. "I was born in Ireland which is absolutely beautiful," she said with a bright smile. This was an innocent conversation which was quite relieving to her. If this was what they were going to talk about this evening, Amelia wasn't quite as worried as she had been earlier.

The conversation, however, took a left hand turn, and Amelia's bright smile immediately fell when Jasper mentioned her husband. She shifted awkwardly in her chair and finished off the rest of her firewhiskey before making eye contact. "Yes, I'm still teaching," she said. "You know I don't love him," she said softly. She looked looked intently into his eyes, and although she didn't say anything her eyes clearly depicted what she was thinking. I loved you.

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It was amazing how conversations could throw people. One moment they were flowing smoothly, effortlessly, and the next something was aid and everything came to a grinding halt. Jasper had never seen Amelia's face drop so fast as when he'd mentioned her husband. She'd clearly been starting to relax around him and her compliments of him were appreciated on some level, though which he did not know but now she looked a little awkward and he kind of liked that, even though her body would never give her away fully, her face did, possibly for the first time ever.

Jasper wondered what that look was behind her eyes. It was as though she was trying to tell him something but he just couldn't quite get it. Had their once strong connection been lost? He supposed that it must have been. She had ruined him for nothing, shattered his entire world, things had been running so smoothly, so comfortably, plans were made, excitement had driven him and then, much like this conversation, he had been derailed and left in a heap at the side of the tracks.

"Oh come now, there must be something there for you to have stayed with him all these years. Still, perhaps this conversation best be avoided." Jasper said, swiftly changing the direction once more, there was no need to linger on what made him so furious for there was plenty of fuel for the fire sat right opposite him. "How are the children? They must be old enough to attend Hogwarts now! That must thrill you, teaching your darlings." Jasper feigned an interest. They were supposed to have been his children. He would have loved them so much, like they were his own. He would have cared for them, protected them and they would have loved him, eventually.

Thinking of the life he could have had always made Jasper feel the same way. He was always happy, excited and slightly nervous at first but he knew that things would have been okay, that everything would have worked out because they would have seen how happy their mother was, he would have gotten a good job and spoilt them, he would have allowed them anything they had wanted. After he realised that it was never going to happen, Jasper's feelings faded to depression. He would not have a family, they were not meant to be his any longer and then that was when the rage hit him. He deserved love, he deserved her family, he would have them one way or another and seeing as the first option had been his dream and had been crushed, there was only one other option left. He would have to crush their bones and Amelia's soul.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

Her marriage was a very touchy topic for her, and she hardly ever spoke about it to anyone. Both of her parents were very adamant that she stayed married to Nicholas. Even when she knew the arrangement wouldn't suit her before they were officially wed, they forced her to go through with it. If she had her own selfish way, she'd have left Nick in the blink of an eye for Jasper, but it just wasn't possible. Amelia had expectations and a reputation to uphold, and running off with a student of hers would bring shame and humiliation to her family. She was a selfish woman in many other areas of her life, but she couldn't be selfish when so many people she cared about would get hurt if she just did what she wanted to. In another time, under different circumstances, Amelia would have gone off with the man sitting in front of her and been happy. Right now, happiness was irrelevant to her, and she really didn't think it would ever be a priority ever again in her life.

It wasn't uncommon for Amelia to think like that. In fact, she thought like that every second of every day. Her thoughts weren't particularly happy. They were quite grim, and sometimes she even wondered if she'd be better off just removing herself completely from the mess. Although she didn't really think of killing herself nearly as much as she used, Mia still couldn't help but ponder that from time to time. She had heard many times that it helped to think on a time when she was happy. The problem with that, though, was she couldn't even think of a time she was honestly happy. Sure, she had felt a fleeting sense of happiness a few times in her life, but there wasn't one particular moment she made her feel good or beam when she thought about it. The birth of Victoria and Caleb were probably the closest, and even then it was odd. Their births signified both the happiest moment in her life and the saddest. Being with Jasper used to make her happy, but now those moments made her go back to a dark place in her mind even she was afraid of.

She scoffed when Jasp said that there must have been something about Nicholas she liked. No, there was not one single thing she cared for about him, and the things she did like were pretty superficial. There was nothing substantial that she adored or even hated about him. "I never wanted to marry him, and I never wanted to stay married to him, but I had to do my duty," she said, her eyes burning. "But I agree. This is a conversation best left alone," she said coolly. If she talked about Nicholas she knew that it would just make both of them angry or uncomfortable or both.

A smile replaced her cool look when he mentioned her children. "Yes, Victoria is going into her third year and Caleb is starting this fall," she said, her smile not leaving her lips. She flagged down the bartender quickly for another drink and took a sip once it was placed in front of her. She looked up at Jasper and smiled again, the alcohol starting to go to her head. "I've always loved your eyes," she said before placing her hand on his.

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Kill her now. She's unsuspecting, she'd never see it coming. His mind was giving him the run around. No! Not now, her family first, then her. It was a two way conversation with himself within himself. But why bother with the family when you can have what you want right now? Have her begging you for mercy, forgiveness. Jasper liked the thought of that No! Stop being so quick, draw it out, make her suffer more, take her family first, she will never forgive you, she will bleed the way you bled. Killing Amelia, it seemed, was now on his plans. She'd always been a maybe, some days a 'yes', some days a 'no', but she seemed to be sitting in the definite 'yes' side of his mind today and he couldn't see her getting out of it.

"Never wanted to marry him" but she did and is still married to the troll. There was little she could say to convince Jasper that she wanted out of her marriage, she'd had the opportunity, he'd offered it to her and she had rejected him as harsh and coldly as one could imagine, thought that could have just been because it was the most devastating news he'd ever received in his life and no matter how it had been delivered, it would have been the cruelest thing in his short live existence to date.

Amelia brightened at talk of her children. She was letting him in so easily, she was welcoming him back into her life, she showed expression that was rarely seen by most. Jasper would have felt privileged, like he once had when he was younger, but now, well now was a different matter and he was rather unimpressed by her, in some ways. Her looks however, always took his breath away.

"I know." He said with an actual smile before he cleared his throat, inappropriate but very insightful comment. She'd always loved his eyes but that comment, now? She was definitely letting her guard down and jasper was sure alcohol helped his situation. He was sure that in the beginning, before they were a couple of any description, that his eye were what had gotten him noticed, he'd gained her attention just by looking at her. He was sure all the students must have seemed the same, mediocre pupils with all the same answers, just every now and then one stood out from the crowd. Not necessarily the know it all, because every class had a know it all, but one student that stood out for no reason in particular and yet they had something special about them. He was her something special, or had been.

"Amazing how fast time goes by." At least her children would be easy enough to find this year. "Is Victoria a Ravenclaw, like you were?" He picked up his drink again and had a mouthful, he was a slow drinker but it seemed Amelia had picked up on the habit. Jasper was pretty sure he knew almost everything there was to know about Amelia, they're relationship had been so open and yet it had ended so fast, one moment they were able to say anything to one another, the next he was shut out from her life. There was no more he could learn about. Well that had been the case, they had a few years catching up to do and more drink was necessary for his ex-lover.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

The alcohol was started to cloud her vision and her judgment. She wasn't on her guard, and although she didn't think it now, she knew she'd regret it the next day. And as she finished off the last of her second firewhiskey, there was really no knowing what she was capable of doing. Nervously, the woman played with her engagement and wedding rings. They were her shackles, and the key had been thrown away years ago. Drunkenness made her on edge, it made her feel awkward. It turned a normally strong and empowered woman into a woman who felt victimized.

Her blue eyes stared into his longingly, and she smiled when he responded to her compliment. "I know you know," she said, her smile widening. She sat back in her seat, still holding his gaze. The things she could do to him right now. The things she'd be willing to do just to get that rush of passion that had been missing from her life for so long. She was desperate for it, craved it, especially now that she was a bit tipsy. Alcohol always managed to bring out the deepest desires in people, and Jasper had always been hers. Now that they were face to face it was almost impossible to ignore her urge to drag him upstairs and have her way with him.

Time did go by fast. Sometimes she felt as though her life was going at the speed of light and there was no way for her to control it. She felt older now. Much older than she felt when she was with Jasper. Perhaps she didn't look like an old hag, but she felt it on the inside. She had been through breakdown after breakdown, that they felt like a normal part of her life. "That's the one thing that never changes. How quickly life passes by," she said with a sigh before giving him another smile.

She nodded when he said Victoria was a Ravenclaw. "That she is," Mia said with a nod. She was her beautiful little girl and was so much like her. Amelia wasn't sure if she liked the fact her daughter was like her because she didn't want her to be this miserable when she grew older. Then again, Mia was determined not to put her daughter through the same hell she went through. There would be no arranged marriages, and unbreakable commitments. Her children would be able to decide what they wanted for themselves.

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[JASPER NEPTUNUS FLINT]

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Tonight, now, talking about her family gave Jasper a switch. An off switch. He was out of her life, it was clear to him now, clearer than it could ever have been before and that was okay. Jasper turned that switch off, the one that was causing his mixed emotions, the more she talked of her family the more he could distance himself again and focus on his plans. Victoria was a Ravenclaw and soon Caleb would be starting come the autumn which was a mere few days away. No longer did he have to wait months to make his move, to come forward and greet her at long last, he was here now and she could see him and he would have his little revenge.

"I imagine your children to be a lot like you." He said with a fond smile. He highly doubted they would be as bland as Nicholas. Amelia was smart and he knew she would raise her children that way, it wouldn't surprise him if Caleb became a Ravenclaw too, it would make finding the children so much more easier for him. There would be no need to run around all over the castle, they'd be in one nice little tower, ready to pinch from their beds as they slept, though how he was going to get into the castle was still a matter of thought. He'd applied for a job there not long ago but had failed the interview, he was certain he had come across convincing enough, but the Headmistresses eyes just seemed to stare straight through him, into his soul. It was as though she'd seen his true intentions.

"Any thoughts on where you think Caleb might end up?" 'Dead in ditch' thought Jasper as he took another mouthful of his butter beer. This was still his first drink and he had not been paying attention as to how many Amelia had consumed but he waved the bar tender over and indicated for another drink for Amelia. Perhaps tonight he would make her do something she would regret, maybe he could lead her on a little, or a lot. It had been a while since he had felt the touch of a woman. In fact the last time he'd had the touch of a woman against his flesh was Amelia's gentle hand against his cheek. Since then no one had touched him, he avoided people as much as was possible and definitely wouldn't let their bare flesh brush up against him.

The bar tender brought another drink over and Jasper slipped the silver onto the tray. He had plenty of money for this evening, in fact he had quite a good amount saved up, all for Amelia, all for her family and the plans he had for them. That off switch was a miracle because now all he had to do was carry on with his plan, the more he focused on her family and less on her, the easier it was. Victoria, Caleb and Nicholas, they were his key to holding onto his hate.

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[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

Amelia's eyes twinkled when he said he imagined her children were like her. They were. At least they were in certain ways. Victoria was exactly like her. She was practically a clone of her, and it scared her. Mia didn't want any of her children to end up like her, she wanted them to be better. She didn't want them to grow up to be alone and miserable and without love like she was. She wanted them to know love, and she did everything she could to be a good mother to them, but she knew it wasn't enough. Mia knew she could never make up for the years she had emotionally checked out. For the years when all she did was sit in her room and stare out the window. She was still somewhat emotionally detached, but she was starting to heal.

"Yes," she said with a smile. "Well, at least Victoria is. It's actually quite frightening to tell you the truth. Whenever I look at her I see myself," she said with a light laugh. Caleb, was a puzzle to her. She had a feeling the young boy would always be a puzzle to her. She knew that was her own fault. She had been distant from him since early childhood, and she knew that was when a child needed their mother the most. Mia was able to be a mother to Victoria during her crucial development stage, but she couldn't with Caleb. It was too difficult following her breakdown.

When he asked about her son, she honestly didn't know how to answer. Mia had no idea where Caleb would end up, but she knew it wouldn't be Slytherin. Her son had a gentle heart in comparison to every other Marshall, and she feared he be placed in an 'undesirable' house. She didn't really mind, but she knew his father would. Honestly, the only reason Amelia was part of the Dark Avengers was as a formality. She didn't really believe in their rhetoric or their ideals. In fact, she didn't even know what she believed. "To tell you the truth Jasp, I have no idea," she said with a laugh.

She knew her last firewhiskey had been one drink too many, so she refrained from taking another one. Her mind was a clouded mess, and she felt a bit dizzy. There was one thing she knew though, and that was how wonderful Jasper looked to her right now. "What are your intentions Jasper Flint?" she asked, a giggle leaving her lips. "I mean, what's the real reason why you asked me here?" she asked before placing her hand on his leg.


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It was interesting watching her, he didn't care what she thought really, he was just engaging in conversation, putting up a ruse, all he had to do was act nice and keep things friendly and she would be none the wiser. Or so he hoped.

Jasper noticed every little thing about Amelia as she spoke, the look in her eyes, her posture and the tone of her voice. She seemed genuine about her fears for her daughter, but Victoria would not end up with the same life lived as her mother, far from it. Victoria would die young and beautiful and be mourned for a week or so before being forgotten by her year mates. The same would be said of Caleb, too young to have been taken away so brutally, but this was what happened when a woman broke a mans heart. Her family were to be payment for his agony. Revenge needed to be paid.

"That's far from a bad thing, Amelia. As long as she has you to support her, she can do whatever she pleases with her life." Jasper wondered if he could wait just a couple more years and change his plan. Woo the daughter of his ex lover and hurt Victoria the way he had been hurt and maybe worse, by having an affair with her mother, the mother daughter bond would be lost, broken entirely, Amelia had a weakness for him and he could exploit that ever step of the way.

The thought of wooing the daughter and the mother gave Jasper a slight thrill. He would not love either, he could not allow himself to feel such emotions, but to play with their lives, to ruin their bond was the sweetest of thoughts he'd had all year. Waiting was not an issue for Jasper, he had waited this long so what was a couple more years while Victoria aged and became a young lady, resembling her mother?

"Well then Caleb's house placement shall be a pleasant surprise for all, Hogwarts has no bad houses." He said, trying to reassure her that there was nothing wrong with not knowing or being able to predict your own child's future house. Many people believed Hogwart's houses to be varied, that there were things wrong with certain houses, but that was not true and Jasper had learnt that through out his experience at Hogwarts. He'd also learnt a few extra things that he probably shouldn't have but it was all in the name of love and experience.

Jasper felt Amelia's hand on his leg and it took all his self control to stay seated. A burst of hot energy drove up through his thigh and his breathing caught for just a moment. Slipping his hand onto hers steadily he smiled across the table at her, rubbing his hand gently upon hers. "My intentions," He said, looking deeply into the cool, blue pools that were her eyes "are to have a few drinks with a good friend I have not seen in years." His voice was low, it would not do well for her reputation if she was to be seen like this, out in public with a man that was not her husband. Ruining her reputation was his job and he did not want it done like this. "A good friend I have not been able to stop thinking of since the last time I saw her." Jasper knew he had to tread carefully now, he did not wish to insult her but nor did he want to lead her on too far and have her pouncing across the table at him. Taking a hold of her hand under table he gave it a gentle squeeze. "I have missed you, Mia."

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tag: Amelia Grace Marshall
wearing: The only outfit he really has.
comments: Not a gif of Michelle and Richard but one of my favourite bits in GOT.[/justify]

[AMELIA GRACE MARSHALL]

Everyone knew how much Amelia loved her children. Her love for them was like an open book, and she knew that wasn't necessarily a good thing. Victoria and Caleb were her greatest weakness and her greatest strength, and she knew anyone could use that against her. But she couldn't help it. They were the only light left in her life, and she was so proud of them. The love she felt for them was immeasurable, and it showed all over her face whenever their names were brought up. Yes, she had cared for Jasper. He made her feel things she had never felt before, but she didn't love him the way she loved her children. She could never love anyone as much as she loved her children. That's what made her decision to leave so difficult. She wanted to be with him, but she knew Nicholas would never allow it. Their marriage was not good and they hardly ever touched or even spoke to each other, but that didn't mean Nicholas wasn't possessive. He was.

Mia knew that he'd punish her if he ever found out about her affair with Jasper, and she knew if she tried to leave him, he'd find her and drag her home kicking and screaming. He claimed he was in love with her, and that they were only going through a rough patch, but Amelia knew better. He was a man, and a man had to protect something, and, regrettably, she was his something. She was the 'thing' that he needed to possess and keep safe. Mia hated it, she hated his vain attempts at wooing her when she felt nothing for him. She had always felt nothing for him, and that wouldn't change. Ever.

She nodded at his words. With that little insight, Amelia could see how much Jasp really had grown up. "I wasn't always there for her," she said softly, looking down at the table. "But we're starting to repair what was broken, and I know she'll go on to do wonderful things with her life," she spoke with fondness in her voice and light in her eyes. Victoria was a smart girl with ambition, Amelia could already see it. Her little girl would accomplish a lot with her life if she put her mind to it. Her smile grew when Jasper mentioned there were no bad houses at Hogwarts. Mia had always believed that, but Nicholas didn't. She knew he'd be furious if Caleb was placed in Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. Amelia didn't care as long as her son did well in school. "I'm sure he'll be fine," she said more to herself than to Jasper.

She felt a rush when she felt his hand on hers. It was electrifying, an instant spark. Mia hadn't felt such a spark since the last time she was with Jasper. The spark started to grow when he looked into her eyes, and she could feel her heart beating rapidly. For so long she had longed to touch him and be with him again. She would lay in bed at night and think of him, she'd think of him whenever she was with Nicholas. She squeezed his hand back and smiled at him when she called her by her nickname. It was so much sweeter hearing it from his lips instead of her husband's. "I missed you too, Jasper," she said softly. "I've thought of you almost everyday since the last time we saw each other." She was still holding onto his hand under the table. "Which I apologize for. I never got the change to apologize," she said, losing herself slightly in his blue eyes.


tag. molls/jasper
wearing. clickie!
notes. I love that part!

[JASPER NEPTUNUS FLINT]

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The bond had been broken before? This seemed almost too easy to Jasper. Their relationship would be damaged all ready. It meant that no matter how well things healed, how well they seemed to be, even if they both thought things were perfect, he could come between them and the results would be catatonic. Broken trust given a second chance was always sweeter on the second break. It meant you gave yourself over to another, despite knowing they'd already let you down and yet there was still trust somehow, trust that he could exploit and use against the both of them to hurt Amelia more than ever.

Jasper kept his little switch in the off position, there was no way he was going to allow himself to fall for Amelia again. She had a power over him that none other would ever hold, but he would resist that, for now, he would not allow himself to, he had come so much closer to his revenge far quicker than he had intended. He never thought that he'd find Amelia this quickly. He'd found her day one and it was a good feeling. She'd given him butterflies. She always did, but he suppressed them, at least for now, one day he might let him give in, to make things seem more real to her, but for now he had to remain calm and maybe get out of here, arrange another time to meet up.

"Mia, I think it best we call it a night." Things were going to get a little intense if he stayed, if he touched her cheek, kissed her lips so softly and tenderly. Jasper put a stop to the thoughts he was having, There was no way he could continue on with this night, holding her hand in his, having felt her hand upon his leg, it would have been a little much for a regular man to withstand but he had trained for this, he was able to keep his head, put distance between the two of them and if he did this right, she wouldn't object to another meeting.

Letting go of her hand he stood, the feet of his chair rough on the floor of the inn. He moved to the side, tucked the chair back in and took a couple of little steps to Amelia. He smiled and looked down at her, leaning in to kiss her on the cheek. He had forgotten how soft her skin was and how good she smelt. "I'll be here again tomorrow." He whispered gently into her ear before standing. "Good night, Amelia." He said taking a step back, turning and then leaving for his room upstairs.

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tag: Amelia Grace Marshall
wearing: The only outfit he really has.
comments: Hope you don't mind me leaving it there but he wants to tempt her a little/try not to get into her panties right now[/justify]