Forever Young

Anise's Bedroom 

Rude.

I like you, you’re nice.

Because I'm a boy with a vagina.

Rude.

Arthur returned her kiss, looking down at the girl who had stolen his heart from the day he saw her with the sorting hat. He remembered being absolutely enchanted with her. He pulled away and waved his wand and a ladder appeared - leading them back up into the treehouse. “I spent the past week fixing it with the grounds keeper.”

Anise could feel the thoughts that terrified her slowly creeping into her head, but she didn't ignore them sometimes. Yes, maybe the ice queen's heart had been melted a bit by this gesture, from the boy who mad her so crazy-maybe because she had cared about him so much, maybe even loved him. She followed him up into the tree house, looking around. " It's been years since we've been here."

Arthur smiled at her and gently pulled her close, clasping one of her hands in his and placing his other one on the small of her back. He let his cheek rest softly against her hair, the familiar smell of her setting his heart beat right. “No you’re not, I was just really good at hiding this. Oliver was a huge help.” 

Anise moved quietly in her eyes, taking in the beauty of the moment. The atmosphere was just right, everything was working in their favor. The lights looked beautiful this time of night, and she felt like one of those sappy girl in the love movies. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Letting her eyes wander, she tried to savor everything about the present. " I'm glad you did, this is really beautiful-" she could feel herself getting choked up, so she rested one hand on the back of his neck, brushing her fingertips against his hair. Softly bringing her lips to his, she gave him a soft, innocent kiss-just as she had in their fourth year. " Thank you."

Arthur felt like his heart would stop the moment she walked into the light. She looked breathtakingly gorgeous. Anise on a daily basis was hot, but today - today was different. He gave her a coy smile and scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, it felt right. This is where we started and since this is our last prom. I feel like it would be the right place to end the year. We finish where we started.” He muttered the charm, which set the recorder and music filled the space around them. He gave her his stupid smirk and extended his hand for a dance. 

Anise felt the guilt swarm over her, she had been wrongfully accusing him when he had been doing this whole thing for her. Looking at him, she noticed how incredibly handsome he was in a suit. Her cheeks heated up both in embarrassment and because she had maybe really, really liked Arthur-minus the maybe. She grabbed his hand, knowing the rough feeling of it. Don't cry, she kept reminding herself. " That's realy thoughtful, merlin-I'm such a bitch aren't I?"

@Arthur

You obviously don’t use it.

How would you know, I haven’t let you touch my privates - or look.

Like I would want to see that poor excuse of a penis.

@Arthur

The only STD I would ever contract,would be from sleeping in your bed.

Like I mentioned before, there is a spell to keep clean. 

You obviously don't use it.

@Arthur

You can’t go five minutes without pushing your penis in something.

That makes it sound so dirty, I like to think I teach every girl to love making love.

You should be the spokesman for the unfucked girls of Europe.

@Arthur

My cunt is the greatest thing your cock will ever touch.

Yeah, I think I’m going to go grab my monk applications. 

You can't go five minutes without pushing your penis in something.

@Scorpius

And with women who know how to properly work a penis .

Mhm, and you categorize yourself as one of those women?

Actions speak louder than words