Open Post: Hogsmeade

[courageous_wit]

[it's Saturday, so it's time to kick back and enjoy the lovely sights of Hogsmeade. Have a drink at the Three Broomsticks, grab some sweets from Honeydukes, or dare to check out the famously haunted Shrieking Shack! Just kick back and enjoy yourselves today!

This is technically only open to third years and above, but if you can sneak out without teachers noticing more power to you!]

[Three Broomsticks | Honeydukes | Zonko’s Joke Shop | Hog’s Head | Shrieking Shack | and feel free to make own sections!]

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[lucre]

Must we?

[ Even if the mud under her feet feels slippery and so she must hold on to his arm when she leans in to steal a kiss, brief but insistent. ]

[unvarnished]

[he would answer but you know, in this case kissing her is a much better idea than talking. He doesn't mind the mud or the lake water. He tangles his fingers in her hair]

I guess if it means that much to you, we can stay a little longer.

[lucre]

[ Some boys kiss for the sake of it, bragging rights, and then there are the ones who know to enjoy it whether or not they live to tell the tale. So to speak. She breaks the kiss only to place another one just beside his lips. ]

Are you cold?

[unvarnished]

If I say yes, will you help warm me up? [a bold thing to say, but hey. He gave it a shot]

[lucre]

[ She places her hand on his side then, fingers tickling up his body as she smirks in reply. ]

Maybe.

[unvarnished]

[he shivers a little at her touch, his own fingers playing with her hair. He's going to let her keep going]

[lucre]

[ But then she prefers to have them chase or leave together, have them wish they chased, now moving to step away and back toward land. The muddy land has her walking slowly enough for him to catch if he wishes or perhaps that's intentional. ]

[unvarnished]

[he gets out of the water to follow after her] Lucrezia, wait for me.

[lucre]

[ She slows her steps to wait for him, even if it means wrapping her other arm about herself in a feeble attempt to keep warm. Her giggle comes mostly from the chill. ]

Why?

[unvarnished]

[he drops his cloak around her shoulders] So I can give you that, of course.

[lucre]

[ All the better. This way she can drop his cloak to the ground to keep the mud away when she tries to pull him down with her. ]

[unvarnished]

[oh he wasn't expecting that at all. What is even going on anymore. He smiles a little nervously as he obediently follows her. Don't question it, just go with it]

[lucre]

[ She shifts under him to be more comfortable, as much as one can be with only a cloak between her back and the muddy lakeside. But she laughs it off, reaching to place a hand on his cheek and content to just watch him for now. ]

Tell me what it is you want.

[unvarnished]

[oh Merlin what is happening, is this for real? August's poor adolescent brain is spazzing out in between all the hormones. They're wet and very underdressed, and pretty alone. His mind is going to some very inappropriate places]

I don't think I need to say. I think I'm getting it right now.

[lucre]

[ Lucrezia has no mind to help his adolescent brain either, tracing the back of his leg with her toes. Even so she plays coy, lowering her eyes as she drops her hand to his neck and biting her lip as if she only just realized-- ]

Do you-- have you ever?

[unvarnished]

Uhhh... kind of. [she was a Muggle girl and he doesn't even remember her name. Oops] I, um... yeah, I've... But not at school.

[lucre]

[ She tweaks a smile, appreciative, but doesn't look at him when she speaks. ]

There are some would not be pleased.

[unvarnished]

Well... we can leave or we can stay here. Me, I'm a lazy guy and I'm finding it hard to get up.

[lucre]

[ Well then, the bashfulness is only an act even if she plays it so well. She would rather take what she wants, in this case a deeper kiss, and never apologize. ]

[unvarnished]

[he likes this idea and is more than happy to encourage it by kissing her back]

[lucre]

[ Swimming made a good excuse. Robes and shirts and trousers would have made it more difficult for her to fiddle with the hem of his boxers as she does now, before slipping her hand inside unless he stops her. ]

[unvarnished]

[alas, that noise he makes is not very manly at all. It sounds more like a surprised squeak than anything]

Uh... h-hang on a second. L-let me, ah, make this a little more private.

[he fumbles around for his wand, doing some vague motions trying to remember all the concealing and hiding spells he knows]

[lucre]

[ She just giggles and gives him a break only so she can try to reach for her own wand, which is closer still, hidden within the folds of her robes. The disillusionment charm is the easier task, and she twirls her wand about them to be sure. ]

Is that better?

[unvarnished]

Y-yeah, um... th-that's good.

[he remembers Muffliato, which might come in handy in this particular situation. Usually when things scare him he runs the other way, but he really can't imagine running now]

[lucre]

[ He's now past the point of no return...

With the charms in place, Lucrezia feels more at liberty to push and roll him over onto the grass so she can straddle him instead. ]