Advanced Hogwarts Roleplay discussion

The Clocktower Courtyard is a cloister on the base of the Clock Tower and seems to be one of the older parts of the castle. It leads to the Wooden Bridge.

Adria was always here no matter what, it was a peaceful time for her. It helped her when it rained. But she got Paris' Owl letter and he was quite flushed. "He wants to see my soul..." Adria says to herself as she was looking up at the sky. The sky was clear but she loved it when it was cloudy. It made her think about her childhood.

Paris was in the courtyard after dinner just as his letter described. He was leaning unseen against the crone statue who guarded the way to the covered bridge. He often enjoyed bringing flings here after hours as no one really occupied this part of the castle in the evenings. He was whistling a small tune his muggle mother would sing to him as he slept when he was younger. He was out of his school uniform opting instead for grey sweat pants that hugged his legs rather tightly and a loose blue v-neck. He wasn't even wearing his uniform shoes instead wearing regular white sneakers. He leaned his back against the statue and kept his hands in his pockets. He was staring up at the sky as he awaited Adria to arrive. He was so nervous after having written that letter he feared things might move too fast for them or worse things might not move at all because it was a rather intense confession. Paris couldn't help that Adria was all he could think about.

Adria heard a noise and started going down the spiral staircase, "Paris?" she asked as she went down the stairs. "I was up the stairs, I'm up there most nights because it's peaceful, but why did you want to meet here and 'see my heart and soul'?" Adria says as she went to or at least closer to him than she was before.

Paris did not understand why Adria was shouting his name from the clocktower as she raced down the steps. By the time she reached him he was beginning to question if there was trouble near by. " Um, sorry...I just can't stop thinking about you and I know you are like me and want to take things slow while still letting the other person be themselves, but I can't help it. I won't be able to go to sleep tonight if this doesn't get resolved now."

Adria looked at him, "What do you mean Paris? you said that you wanted to take things slow and I'm fine with that. Are you?" Adria asked him as that was the thing she wanted to do for her partners. "What doesn't get resolved tonight?" was her last question.

Paris shook his head and took Adria by the shoulders and then his hands slip to cusp either side of her face. He pulled himself to her and kissed her soft pink lips deeply. He couldn't help himself. He kissed her deeply again this time pushing her back against the crone statue. He tasted her lips and then tasted her tongue. He pulled away only long enough to look into her eyes before locking lips again. He pulled himself back from her breathing slightly hard. "I want to be sorry for that, but I enjoyed it far more than I thought I would. You can slap me if you didn't like it...or want it." He stepped back looking at his feet and rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "You are beautiful Adria. I just want to know that whatever unexplainable feeling I get when I see or think about you isn't just lust and desire. I want something real and if I can't have that with you I want nothing to do with you."

Adria looked at him, "Paris..." she said softly as she slightly cupped his face and kissed him, It took a few minutes to kiss him as she was against the statue, she actually never felt so confident until she physically kissed him. "What happened to getting to know each other?" she asked him. Her hand still in his hair, she wanted to be in this moment for a little while longer.

Paris felt his insides burning with desire. He wanted nothing but to embrace her fully body and body, soul and soul. "I do want to take things slow, but know while we work on getting to know each other I can't stop this feeling coming from inside me. I think I may explode. I find so many people attractive, but what I find in you is more than just attraction it's like a connection."

"No, that is not possible...no one ever has a connection with me. They just want my body" she says as that was the truth and she hoped that was not the thing that was happening here. "I better hope that this is a connection with you...because I feel the same, that same desire that lies deep within me" she says.

[What if because her last name is black everyone that she intentionally loves doesn't get hurt but she does?]

((She could have a family blood curse any woman born under the Black name will never be allowed to be with their true love or all Black women know who their soulmate is when they meet them, but if they truly fall in love their soulmate is destined for heartbreak or death. Perhaps the only occurrence of a Black woman and her soulmate surviving true love together was just one time in all her family that one occurrence being due to a loophole in the curse where one of them must actually die for at least a day and come back to avoid being affected. This could have occured when one of her ancestors turned into a Vampire. Another refrence and play on Black.))

[That could have been her mother and that was her curse, she was never allowed to love until now?]

((Just a thought only trying to help build a cool story.))

Paris stepped in to kiss her deeply. He held her hips close to his as he more passionately kissed her playing his tongue against hers and tasting her. He couldnt help himself. He loved this feeling and he loved her aura breathing into his own as if they were one. He pulled back with a happy smile. "I really want to see where we go. I know its too soon and I dont even really know you, but I seriously feel you are the one."

When Paris said that she might be the one, that made her stop at what she was doing, "I'm sorry, what did you say?" she asked as she looked at him. She then, remembered what her mother told her, she said that it would slowly feel like she was dying until they did the deed Adria looked at him and she smiled but it was pained and you could tell that she was happy. "The one?"

((Sounds good the Black family curse, No woman shall bear children under the name of Black without death or heartache. If not the Black that dies it is heartache for their soulmate shall die. The name will always continue for the children will take their mother's name should their father no longer be living. This curse ensures a constants that will never end. While love may last for a while once the Black becomes pregnant her husband is doomed to die, but luckily many meet their fate before they can even orphan children. Just trying to be helpful gather all the thoughts on it together.))

Paris didn't know what else to say, but now he was forced to mansplain because he was nervous and thinks he said the wrong thing so if he elaborates what he means to sound less intense she might actually be okay with his outburst of emotions. "I just mean I really like how we connected so quickly and I could see myself trying to create a future with you...ya know...down the road sometime or something."

Adria looked at him, "I love that you do...but, If we have a future together...I can't children" she simply said as she looked at him. That was what every man wanted when he fancied a girl, it was to have children to carry their legacy, she wasn't able to do that. Not because of medical because of a curse that was implemented on the Black family women. "Would you still want a future if I can't give you children?" it was the one question that broke her heart everytime...

Paris was confused Witches bever suffered from Muggle problems like infertlity, "Why can't you have kids? I don't want to pry...I just teally care enough about you to want to know what I could possi ly do to help." He didn't understand, but he was willing to try. "Even if it wasn't possible to have children I would still want you. That just means our bodies could get to know each other for a much longer time than average couples who do have kids." He spoke rather seductively, but he was still respectful he wasn't going to try and undress her or anything that was something for later. He was going to be free to get his carnal instincts out with other people and his sensual instincts could come out with her. Even if they weren't able to have kids they would still have each other.

[sorry med side effects]

Adria looked at him, "It's a curse and when I went to the muggle world, I kind of had a procedure where I can't bear children...It's a curse that was bestowed on the Black family, that was the reason I got the procedure" she said as she said to Paris. "Are you okay with that?"

[She found a loophole!]

Paris frowned and leaned against a stone column. He looked down at his feet as if they became so curious. "I'm perfectly fine without having kids. If later down the road we ever want any we can always adopt. So what would have happened if we did have kids?" He asked curiously. "I mean I know your family is cursed, but what would be so bad about having kids? I mean you seem fine."

((Sall good...I like the loophole, but I was just throwing ideas around...what if they only think the men die after kids are born and the curse is actually set in effect when they fall in love? It could be interesting. Like what if not having kids ever mattered and the family got it wrong. What if love was the curse? Like the moment they would actually make love would be the point that her soulmate was doomed. Usually this would have occured after marriage and pregnancy would shortly follow after the honeymoon leading them to believe that having children was the problem rather than the fact that they actually copulated.))

Adria looked at him, "You would die...and I don't want that to happen, I feel like whatever happens, I might end up with you and no one else" she said as she smiled at him, "I didn't want to inconvenience you about the whole children things..." she wiped a tear, "But I did, didn't I?" she said to Paris.

[(view spoiler)[[In her past relationships, she got pregnant but she would always have a stillborn when they were born] (hide spoiler)]

Paris shook his head, "Oh no, its jot that it was ever an inconvenience. I mean if you did it so you could still fall in love thats awesome. So the curse will end with you then, right?" He asked hopefully. He didn't want to push things, but he desired to know everything about her and wanted to just hold her all the time. He didn't realize how empty he actually felt inside until he met her.

((Is there a particular reason for them being stillborn and how many times has that occured? She is still just a teenager))

"Yeah, it ended with me because I did the procedure," she said as she loved that he understood why she had to do that. "Paris?...I like how you understand what I had to go through to have a real relationship" she said as she put her hand on his shoulder.

Eros wrote: "((Is there a particular reason for them being stillborn and how many times has that occured? She is still just a teenager))"

[I meant her mother]

Paris cupped his hand over hers and half smiled, "For some reason with you I think I will always understand." He reached out and pulled her by her arm closer to him and kissed her deeply. His hand working to the small of her back to press her against his body as he deeply pushed against her lips with his own. He tasted her pulling back on her bottom lip before looking at her while biting his own.

((Oh i see now so until her mother fell in love and had a child with her soulmate they just kept popping out dead babies. So when Adria was old enough they got her fixed to not have kids so she wouldn't suffer stillborns or a dead lover.))

[yeah]

Adria smiled at Paris as she was kissing him, she felt like she was betraying someone, she just didn't know who that was. "Is it early to say that I love that you understand me?" she asked as she pulled back as Paris was biting his lip. Why did I say that? dhe was thinking as she knew clear as day that she might have found her soulmate then and there.

Paris smiled as he looked at her, "Is it too early to say I love being around you." Adria was so much to him in such little amount of time. He didn't understand the reason behind his feelings, but he did understand that what he felt was suspiciously similar to the effects of love potion, but his logical side said he wouldn't be thinking against the idea of a relationship if it were a love potion and therefore must be a real feeling.

She pretended to think, but she shook her head. "No, I don't think so," she says as she kisses his lips softly as she looks back at him. "I kind of never want to lose you," she says as that was the truth. Her family knew an ancient way to never lose their partner, but it was Dark Arts and Adria would never do that.

Paris was glad to have gotten to know Adria. He was a little sad that she could never have kids, but he was okay with the fact and wanted to love her anyway. "You could never lose me." He assured her sweetly.

((Sorry its short))

Adria looked at him, "Promise?" she asked as she smiled at him and she held her hand out, "Wanna come with me?" she asked him as she was kind of sad that she couldn't bear any kids of her own.

[sorry, but are you here and it's that okay?]

((I am ghosting rn just reading replies so I can comment later you are fine just trying to figure out what to reply back with that isnt gonna be super short.))

"I promise." Paris spoke softly as he became curious where she wanted to go. "Where to?" He asked seeing as it was starting to glow orange in the sky as the sun began to set. He couldn't figure her out, but that would change eventually.

"I do not know, that triumphs me Paris," she says as she was right. "The stupid groundskeeper goes everywhere, he's coming here now...unless we go up and stay there for about twenty minutes," she says as that was what she did. "We can go to where we first met?" that was what she suggested, but she didn't know if he wanted to go there.

Paris shrugged his shoulders not really caring where they went, but he didn't understand why she was acoiding the groundskeeper because it was still before 9pm. He took her hand and pulled her along the courtyard to get up the clocktower stairs. He held her hand the whole way until at ladt behind the face of the clock they had a full view of the school grounds from the groundskeepers hut to the forbidden forest and part of the owlery.

Adria saw the view as she had never seen it before, "Oh my god! This is beautiful Paris" she said as she had never seen it from the clock, but just from the ceiling. "I'm speechless...Paris, this is something that I have never seen before and that makes me more impressed with what I'm doing sneaking along with you. Why I say that the groundskeeper will catch us there is that I come here every night but, never stay up here."

Paris nodded with a half smile, "I hide up here to think and be alone." He admitted as he sat with his legs hanging over the walkway side. He didn't know how he was supposed to be feeling right now. All he desired was Adria and he had to keep telling himself to respect her as a person she wasn't an object.

"Umm...Why did I tell everything about my life?" she asked as she looked at him as she wanted to kiss him. Yet, she herself had to understand that she could not just kiss whenever she wanted too. "I read your note, What did you mean by mind, body, and soul?" she asked as that was a valid question in her book. She liked or maybe even loved Paris as he said he might have been 'the one' "Paris?..."

[I never do this, but 'bump']

((I reply slow during the week sorry i work Monday to Saturday 6-6))

[ok]

[bump?]

He flinched slightly as she said his name. It was so much easier just writing out how he felt rather than having to actually say it. "I can't explain it...I just want to be with you in every possible way. I want to hold you with my soul and my body. I feel so connected to you already. I desire you in every way imaginable." He downed his head as he sat facing the view.

Adria looked at him, "You desire me in every way that you can imagine?" she asked as she was processing what he just had said. Adria knew that she could have him now that the curse could never reach others, "Can you kiss me again...but harder and slower?" she asked as she wanted to be desired as he said it and she now knew what he meant.

Paris got up and stepped closer to Adria. His hands gripped her waist rather tightly. "Harder?" He asked biting his own lip as he pulled her the rest of the way to him ensuring no gap of air could pass between them. He took one hand to her butt pulling her tightly against his body with one hand easily. His other hand reached slowly up her side and played fingers along her neck to push her hair behind her ear. He leaned in and sucked on her neck lightly and moved to kiss her lips passionately. His lips pressed hard against hers as his tongue played piano down her throat. He kissed deeply and fiercely almost animalistic. His veins pulsed tightly against his skin his muscles tensed. He was using so much self control at this moment it was everything in him to not keep from his truly carnal desires. After nearly three solid minutes he pulled away and grinned mischievously.

Adria was not able to even talk, she was just in pure pleasure as she had her head against the tower. "What just happened?" she asked as she looked at him and she smiled at him, "Did you suck on my neck?" she asked as there was a smile on her face. Her smile was up slightly and she tilted her head as well.

[sorry, it's a bit small]