#xrego

When she and Nik had promised each other forever, Mary had never imagined that forever could ever be a possibility for them. They were on opposite sides of the war. She was a muggleborn, everything that he was meant to hate and despise and he came from a pureblood family whose ideals would not be swayed simply because their son had fallen in love.

And yet somehow it was happening, they were making it work. It wasn't perfect and Mary doubted it ever could be perfect but it was something and they were together. She would out up with a lot to insure that they could stay together. As it was, Nik's family had a cottage, out of the way of everything, that was unused and practically forgotten by the family. It was there that Mary and Nik had moved once school had finished and it was there that they lived. She apparated into London most days, to attend her healer training and to work her shifts at the Leaky Cauldron. It wasn't as if money would be a problem, Nik's family were prestigious and rich but Mary still wanted money of her own. She didn't want to have to rely on Nik for everything.

More often than not, Mary would return to an empty home, with Nik on varying mission for the Death Eaters, He would be gone for days, sometimes weeks at a time before coming home for one night and then be gone by the time she woke the next morning. It wasn't perfect, but they were still together. She never asked what he did in those days spent away, didn't want to know the atrocities he was being forced to commit. They lived double lives and it wouldn't do for them to get entangled.

ღ for a drabble about a romance/their love life

Thinking about it, falling in love with Nik had been inevitable.

                The thought had only struck her late one night,                 when they were holed up in his mercifully empty                dorm. They’d both out-performed themselves                 earlier that night and as the clock rolled around                 to one am, they were in their usual cuddling                 position. Her back fitted perfectly against his                 chest, the top of her hair just brushing his chin                 as one of his arms wrapped securely around her                waist and the other had its hand entangled with                 hers.

It was moments like these that she truly                                                                    treasured.

                She adored the hasty meetings in corridors, lips                 pressed together for the most fleeting of moments                before they were gone, she adored the fantastic sex                but she truly loved being held by him. Feeling whole.                                                                                                                     Love.

               The word had never even occurred to the tiny brunette                before; it had been an abstract idea that was for                fairytales and other people but never for her. Her parents               didn’t love each other and they certainly didn’t love their               children, so how could she love when her family had been               devoid of it? A person was only as good as their genes               and all she saw in hers was a life without love. But nothing               else described this feeling, the completeness, and the                warmth that spread through her entire body as he held her.

She loved him.

                   She was in love with him.

                                                         And he was going to destroy her.

✢ for a good memory that makes them smile

The day her letter had arrived had been the day that Mary’s life had finally begun. She hadknown it was coming, since two years previously when her brother had received the exact same letter.

                                                                        The siblings had shared a look that night                                                                         that both of them were special, that the                                                                          games they played in secret were because                                                                          of magic – something that their parents                                                                          and their brother didn’t have. They were                                                                          special, and Mary was going to prove that                                                                          she was worth something, go to a place                                                                          where she could prove she was worth                                                                          something.

Send me a ✿: For a love letter from my muse to yours

Dear Nik,

You told me once, that love didn’t exist. I’m sure you’ll be glad to know that finally, I agree with you. For a very long time, I didn’t.

I was so eager to believe that all the hurt in the world could be cured by the simple emotion of love. Clearly, I was wrong. Honestly, I wonder how you didn’t snap before with my unending belief in love. I must have irritated you no end. But this letter isn’t meant to be bitter, I’m not even going to mention that night.

This is a thank you, for as much as I no longer believe in love, I do know for sure that I loved you. I loved you so very much and although I’m no longer sure you reciprocated, my feelings were always there.

So thank you Nik, for letting me love you.

Goodbye,

Realistically speaking, Mary didn't like Nikolai Mulciber. He was stuck up, they'd known each other since they were toddlers and her parents were seriously considering him to be her future husband. Frankly, she still held a grudge for the time he'd dropped a bug down her dress when they were seven and she'd been playing with her brothers and him.

So it was with a heavy heart (slightly lightened by alcohol) that she plopped down next to him at a Slytherin party, having been abandoned by her female friends who had all found different guys to get off with. Honestly, Nott looked like Christmas had come early with Emma Vanity planted firmly in his lap. But that had left Mary with nowhere to go except towards the only other person not snogging someone's face off.