#ironbvnes

“ that was the last time, “ he mutters, but he doesn’t know himself who he’s saying it more to. as if that isn’t something he has said the last.... five times. maybe more, he doesn’t like to keep track. anymore. eyes filled with hatred glaze over her, as he quickly zips up his pants. shirt soon follows, flying through the room from its abandoned place on the floor with a flick of his finger. they’ve been at this for a while now ---- too long ( which is something they might finally be able to agree on, too ). it makes him feel disgusting --- loathsome, but still, he can’t stop himself. so really, he’s weak, more than anything else. “ unfortunately, this won’t be the last i see of you, bones, “ he says, and voice becomes a little lower, a little more disgruntled. around her, the chivalry that runs so deep in his blood seems to fade, just a little bit. she makes him a little bit worse, a little bit more vile. if that’s even possible, when it comes to him. “ or will i be so lucky that you won’t attend the minister’s meeting tomorrow? “ at that, fingers move on to his shirt, quickly running over the buttons, slowly restoring himself to the image of perfection that allows him to sleep at night.

she hears things. people whispering in her ear about what her enemies are doing, who they’re seeing, what their lives are like. it’s not so much out of curiosity, as it is necessity. she needs to know what buttons to push, what will hurt the most. how to drive someone mad. but today, she’s sitting placed behind amelia bones’ desk only to taunt her. fingers are impatiently fiddling with an ink bottle, tossing it between her hands, but eyes are focused intensely on the door. waiting for it to swing open. when it does, feet place themselves on amelia’s desk, and she drops the bottle. mustn’t touch what isn’t hers. a cruel smile slips onto her lips and she leans back in the chair. “i hope you don’t mind that i made myself at home,” she says, shrugging slightly. after all, someone with her name runs the law enforcement department... so she’s hardly too bothered by breaking into an auror’s office. “ heard that you’re single now. congratulations are in order. ”

She sipped at her cocktail loudly through her straw, her brow raising up as a challenge to the man who was currently standing over their table, casting a shadow on what would have been a good night. At least one that had been better than her day. She'd been holding onto those words for the majority of it, fighting down the urge to let them spill out among her coworkers but now she hardly had the want to stop them from bubbling from her throat. She didn't even look to see if her companion was going to back her up. But then again, she hardly needed the cavalry that was Amelia Bones right now. She could handle this all on her own if she had to.

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).