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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 16, 2015 23:56:42 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos was struggling with the events of the world. He knew what would happen if he came home late again. He knew that his fiance would throw a fit, cry that he was cheating on her. But Amos didn't feel like going home. Ever since the letter, and it hadn't even been so long since he sent it, Amos couldn't think about anything else. Not even his job, and that was crazy enough for him. The workaholic thought only of his job and schooling since he was able to read. But he looked around the dark bar that he met Albus. He didn't think he'd come, he didn't know what would happen. He just needed a goddamned drink and this was his favorite place to do so, for obvious reasons.
Plopping down at the bar, Amos went through four glasses of some pretty high-proof scotch before he was drunk enough to even eat the peanuts that were set in front of him. He took to the hobby of staring down in to his glass as the bartender talked at him for a while. Amos wasn't interested, but he allowed him to talk, giving him more secrets that he would ad to his collection. He ran a hand through his hair, looking up and downing the rest of his drink, holding it out for another.
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Jan 18, 2015 17:57:38 GMT
Al walked into the bar, one that he hadn’t visited since that fateful night one year ago. Albus couldn’t count the times that he’d wondered about his name, couldn’t count the times that he’d wondered where he was, what he was doing, after they said goodbye. And since the letters… Al was more determined than ever to stay away from Amos Lestrange. Al had meant it when he said that he won’t bring himself to kill him if they met again, but he also knew that he would really rather not be put into a situation where having to make a choice—between family and Amos, for example—would be necessary.
He didn’t know why he decided to walk in the bar; maybe it’s to relive the night’s memories, maybe because he needed a drink, maybe because going into a muggle bar is a lot safer than walking into a wizard one… but when he walked in, he caught sight of the familiar figure sitting at the bar. Even from the back, Albus was a hundred percent sure it was Amos. Even though it’s been a year, he had no doubt it was him. Instead of walking out, however, Al continued to walk in, talking a seat at the far end of the counter, as far away from Amos as possible. He ordered a drink, trying to focus on the bartender instead of turning his head to look at the man sitting a few feet to the right of him.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 18, 2015 18:12:27 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos didn't need to look up to see who came into the bar. Instead, he felt something. A sense of stress building up in his gut. Like adrenaline was pulsing through his veins but not in a negative way. Like he could do things he didn't want to, without consequences. but that was this place for him. He didn't want to push it. Without looking up from his glass, Amos spoke lowly. "What are you doing here?" It was the voice of a man at the end of his wits. A tired eyed unspeakable sat there, only feet away from someone he knew was the center of his world without his consent. God damned it. Why was he here?
Amos finished his drink, still glaring a single spot on the bar in front of him. This couldn't be real. But from the corner of his eye, he saw him- and Amos knew it to be true. Albus... was just as handsome as he remembered. Quickly looking away he ordered another drink, figuring this would be the last and then he'd leave. He'd be gone. This was too coincidental for him, something would happen, go wrong. The universe doesn't work like this. It shouldn't. Amos looked away, running a hand through his hair. One thing was for sure, he couldn't think straight even at this distance. | words; xxx notes <3 |
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Jan 18, 2015 18:40:51 GMT
As the bartender handed him the drink, Albus heard his voice.
“What are you doing here?”
There it was. The voice that sent electric shocks through his body. But he kept himself composed. He took a sip from his glass, and replied levelly, without looking. “The same reason that you are. Getting a drink.” He knew with ever fiber of his being that sitting here was wrong. He was, essentially, looking for more trouble and heartbreak for the two of them. Al couldn’t bring himself to look at him though; he knew that another look, and his calm demeanor would fall away. Yet he sat there, glued to the seat, letting the alcohol go down his throat, but not really tasting any of it.
“How have you been?” Albus asked. He knew it was unfair to him to just start randomly talking to him… since both of them knew what could happen, being on opposite sides and all. But he wanted to know. A year and a letter did not lessen any of the feelings he had for Amos. He knew that Amos might not reply; heck, he could get up and leave the bar right now. But a small part of him believed that Amos would reply. And somehow, maybe, they could be just as they were a year ago, before they even knew each other. A far-fetched idea, but not entirely impossible.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 18, 2015 19:11:23 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight How've you been?
That question made Amos look at him, a bit taken aback. Now he was asking how he was? As though there was nothing weird about the situation. But there was, there had to be. Amos felt as though he wanted to respond normally. "All due respect, Albus..." he started quietly, "Not that great."His voice was low and it was the first time he said that name aloud. He liked it... actually a lot. It rolled off his tongue like it was meant to. But there was some kindness in the heart of the man he was talking to that made Amos, who was seriously considering leaving then, that he should stay.
Turning in his stool, Amos looked at him square in the face. "How about you?" He knew this would be a bad move, the strong features on Albus' face was enough to make Amos vulnerable to the situation- but he didn't care. Amos asked this though, with no politeness, instead he genuinely wanted to know. And there were very few instances in his life that Amos was genuine. He lied as his job, his head held too many secrets to count. So he wasn't the type to beat around a bush. He was the type to accept things as they are and tell them as such. Because one person can only take so much secrecy. And Amos was way past his fill. He put a new drink to his lips, the tail end of the dark mark slipping into view as the glass touched his mouth, before he placed it back down on the counter. | words; xxx notes <3 |
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Jan 23, 2015 5:28:02 GMT
An answer… That was all Albus wanted. He half-expected Amos to get right up and leave, pretend like he hadn’t seen him. After all, who was he to just randomly enter his life again? Still, after the letters, Albus couldn’t help but feel like it… solidified things. Like Amos was meant to be in his life, and that was just how things were going to be, different sides or no. They’d tried so hard to avoid each others’ names, and now that the truth was out, Albus couldn’t help but feel an even stronger connection with the other man. “I’m sorry to hear that,” Al said, spinning his stool around too, to face Amos. He was only a few seats down. But it felt so far… what he wouldn’t give to be able to kiss him, right now. “reasons, in particular?” he asked. Mainly out of concern; even though they didn’t associate on a regular basis… he still wanted to help him.
“I’m alright,” Albus said. “Could be better, but… nothing I can do about that,” he shrugged. It was true. For the parts of life that he didn’t particularly like—like being on the run, for example, or his family being in danger—well, there was nothing he could really do about that, except support the Order and do his part. So he let that be. He lifted his drink up to his lips again, watching Amos intently. There were a million things going through his head, a thousand thing he wanted to tell him… but he kept all of that held inside, constantly reminding himself that he can’t. Their friendship is a lot more complicated than that.
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Jan 25, 2015 18:44:30 GMT
this ain't over , love in the middle of a firefight Amos let out a breath, and somehow Albus brought out the honesty in him. "Thinking about someone... more than I should." It didn't matter how much power Amos may have in the death eaters, in his family, or at his job- he still would never really feel free to be himself and make the choices he wanted to. Choices that he may not even know yet, but that he knew he wouldn't be able to decide. Amos raised an eyebrow, "It's an awfully interesting spot we've gotten ourselves into." He spoke again, meeting his eyes.
Now Albus was even looking at him, and Amos could tell. There was a small prickling feeling on the back of his neck when Amos met his eyes. Damn this. They were too far apart and all together too close. Would they ever find peace or would there be a constant pressure on them. Because Amos knew that they didn't have a chance so any movement towards him would be a problem, but any step away would injure Amos more. There was no way in hell he could have a secret relationship with a Potter. Or anyone for that matter, he was engaged and while it may not be happily so or even in the realm of a real relationship, Amos had to be fair to him.
He was in for trouble when he decided to respond. "Is there something I could do? " he asked, though doubted it. His type has undoubtedly done enough to the Potters, and will continue doing so. Amos wasn't an Auror, he wasn't the one responsible for tracking Albus down. But there was someone that was, and maybe Amos could deter them. But why? Because he'd grown to care for the man? After one ... really meaningful night and one exchange of letters. It didn't mean anything. At least to an outsider or someone determined to be colder than he was. | words; xxx notes <3 |
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Feb 1, 2015 18:07:03 GMT
"Thinking about someone... more than I should.""believe me, i know," he responded, smiling slightly. in the dim lighting, he could barely make out amos's serious expression. al wanted nothing more than to make him smile. after all… what happened in the death eater world? even though it seemed like they were 'winning' right now… surely amos, too, have worries, and their side, too, have suffered losses. al remembered the conversation in the letters. he couldn't imagine amos having it worse than he does, going from place to place from week to week, hardly ever seeing his family again… but it might as well be possible. their eyes met, and for a moment al has his breath knocked out of him. al nodded at his remark. and to think that a year ago, they thought they'd never see each other again. maybe it would've been better if they didn't know each other's names. "yes. but i don't regret it," al said levelly, returning his gaze. al meant every word. amos asked if there was something he could do. al wanted to ask him to stay here, with him and talk. if he could sit closer to him. if he could lean over and just… kiss him. but nope, al kept that inside. he shrugged, instead. "i don't think so… but we've got to stop meeting like this," he smirked. even if there was nothing they could really do to change the situation, he might as well lighten the mood up. he'd rather do that than dwell on the negatives. TAG AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE
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Post by AMOS DIMITRI LESTRANGE on Feb 2, 2015 0:39:16 GMT
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Amos considered Albus' honesty and smiled slightly, "I don't regret it either." And he wouldn't, not for a second. It was wrong to do, there were reasons on reasons why they shouldn't even be talking right now. But the one reason that Amos felt was enough to put paint to the others.
"Or meeting at all." Amos heard himself tease almost, but tried to brush this away. That wasn't fair to say. Even if it was a joke. Oddly, Amos wasn't the type to even tease in any sense of the word. But Albus brought out a different side of him. "but it seems fate has a sense of humor." amos smiled in spite of everything. Because that could very well be the reason they kept being thrown together. Amos considered standing and walking over, to ask if he wanted to go somewhere more private. That they could talk, sit closer to eachother. instead he took his drink and nodded to the man who made his heart beat increase without any effort.
Without much thinking, Amos stood up, taking his glass and moving towards the back of the bar, a small booth that he could talk to Albus more, if he so choose to come over. Amos is still thoroughly private about his love life, and what he finds attractive for a lot of reasons.
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