Severus Snape, The Prince, The Hero, The Best discussion

Rp with your couple here! Its just a nice lounge room with a couple couches, low music, drinks and food, and a few chairs. Get as dirty as you like...but ask for permission first.

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((Sweetness! Draco and I are so there!))

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Tiffany sits down next to Snape on the couch after getting a butterbeer ((:D))

Clari walks in, with Draco on her arm, and quickly kisses him. She pulls two chairs up to a table, and sits down with him. He smiles at her, then points to Snape and snickers

Snape catches this and looks at Tiffany. "What a child," he grumbles. Tiffany smiles and takes a sip of butterbeer.

Clari smiles slightly, and moves closer to Draco. "Im positive he doesnt appreciate that..."

"Who cares?! Hes a janked ass, anyways...."

Tiffany glared at Draco. "Ahem...janked ass? Are you talking about yourself?" she said. Snape looked at Tiffany, surprised.

Draco laughed. "Sexy, hawt, amazing..." He grabbed her glass of butterbeer and dumped it at her feet. "Now, I am talking about myself, sugar..."

Clari supressed a fit of giggles

"That's it-" Snape mumbled, taking out his wand. Tiffany took it from him. "No! He can go about his b@stard ways!"

Clari stood, and went to Dracos side. "Erm, please excuse him...he...er...doesnt mean it, frankly...i beg your pardons, both of you..."
draco looked at her like she was crazy

Snape shot a look at Clari and then looked back to Tiffany. "Can I have it back?" he asked, indicating to the wand. She looked at him. "Please? I love you."
"Urgh! Fine!" she said, giving him the wand.

Clari looked down, and dismissed Draco to go fetch her something. "A thousand pardons...Draco....erm, hes hard to control..." She giggled slightly. "...Mr. And Mrs. Snape..."

Tiffany gave a smile. "Its alright." Snape held her hand.

Clari ran a hand through her hair, and laughed. "Sometimes, i feel like his mother...but, obviously, he nedds it...why, by chance, does he hate you?"

Tiffany laughs. "No clue...does he hate you, sweetheart?"
"I really don't care if he did," he replied.

Clari laughed. "Oh my gawd Tiffany, you are lucky...."

"I know," she said, smiling. She kisses his cheek. "I'm probably the luckiest..." Snape said.

"Hehe..." She smilsd, and waited for Draco to come back. When he did, he french kissed her right there, and snickered. "Lets have a kiss off..." He said, with a smile

"Er...no..." Tiffany said. "Good god..." Snape murmured.

Clari pulled herself away from him, scowling. "Draco! Good god, take off my clothes, why dont you?!?!"
"okay!!!!"
"I WASNT SERIOUS!!!" She slapped him in the face

Tiffany raised an eybrow. Snape snorted in laughter. "This is amusing..." he mumbled.

Clari giggled, as draco wrapped his arms around her, the red handprint on his cheek fading slowly. "You know ILOVE you..."

She sighed. "Of course..."

Tiffany sighed and looked around, taking another sip of butterbeer.

She kissed him on the cheek, and smiled. "Now, apologize..."
"NO!!!"

Snape sighed. He wrapped an arm around Tiffany's waist. She rested her head on his shoulder.

"Please?"
"Fine...Im sorry Snape Family...there, happy?"
"Very"

"Thank you," she said, smiling at Draco. Snape looked at her. "Do I really?"
"Yes!"
"Ugh...thank you," he grumbled.

Draco giggled. "Hehe...Thank YOU, my Snapilicious friend..."

"DON'T-!" Snape started with a yell. Tiffany cut him off quickly by kissing his lips.

"What, call you friend, friend?" He snickered. "We are friends, btw...."

Tiffany pulled away and smiled. "Now, be nice...he obviously doesn't like Snapilicious very much.." she said to Draco. Snape wiped lipgloss from Tiffany's lips off his lips.

Draco looked down. "Fine...ill TRY to be nice..."

"Thank you.." she said.

He took her butterbeer again, and sipped

She sipped her butterbeer. Snape ran his fingers in the end of Tiffany's hair slowly and repeatedly. "Soo..."

"So....here we are..." Clari looked sideways .at Snape and his peculiar habit

Tiffany nodded. "Well...when are you two getting married?"

Draco spat out the butterbeer he had just swigged. "Marriage? Are you crazy!?!?!"
Clari looked down. "...not anytime soon..."

"Oh! I thought you two were engaged?" Tiffany asked. "I thought so, too.." Snape said.

"Yeah....but, we...already agreed that now is...not the time... " She choked.

Draco nodded. "I thought I might as well put a ring on it for a moment..."

Clari stifled a cry

"Insane, Draco! If you propose to the poor woman, you must plan on getting married sometime!" Snape said. Tiffany nodded.

Clari sighed. "N-no...i...i dont care....whenever..." But she cared. A lot.

Draco tsked. "Whatevs, love bird..."

Snape shook his head. "That's terrible," Tiffany said. "You do care, Clari!"

Clari tugged at her sweater sleeves. "Actually..."

Draco looked to her. "Does it truly bother you?"

Snape and Tiff exchanged glances.

"i...do what you want, darling..." She let her head hang, trying to hide her tears.

Draco smiled. "See?" And pulled her closer.

Tiff watched in symphathy. Snape glared at Draco.