Pay Back ((Closed))

[Fleur Delacour]

Pushing the large wooden doors open, Emmy walked through them and out into the great outdoors. It was a fairly nice day out. The temperature was warm, and the sky was blue. However, there were clouds in the sky promising rain later that day. Squinting her eyes, it took Emmy a minute or two until her eyes adjusted to the bright light.

Dressed in a short black skirt and a white strapless top that ended above her belly button with her blue and green string bikini on underneath. On her feet, Emmy wore a pair of strappy black heels, that aloud the small blond's five foot three figure to stand three inches taller. Her long hair was down, but instead of straight like normal, her hair was curled into lose ringlets that framed her small face.

Blue eyes sparkling, Emmy walked down the stone stair case, and out onto the walk way. Planning on heading to the Beach, Emmy turning left to cut around the school making the 15 minute walk shorter by about half. Rounding the corner, Emmy's eyes landed on the familiar figure of Braeden Jackson.

He was well known through out the school as the hottest but the meanest guy at Beauxbatons. Looking around, Emmy suspected to see his bitchy girlfriend Kirsten Fraser hanging around him somewhere. But from where she was standing, Emmy couldn't see Kirsten anywhere. Smirking, the small blond, stood up straighter and walked over to him. She knew she was playing with the enemy, but hey, who could blame her, Brae was damn hot!

"Hey Brae," Emmy said sending him a flirtatious smile. He was leaning against the wall, and didn't move when Emmy stopped in front of him. Looking up at him, Emmy smiled, she honestly couldn't help herself. Running a hand slowly and softly up his arm, Emmy smile turned seductive. "How's it going," Emmy said as she let her eyes travel over his perfect body.


((No god-moding I had permission))

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae was leaning up against the school wall. He and Kirsten had just gone through some what of a fight, over nothing really. But he still couldn't believe that she had just walked away from him. He was kind of in the mood right now, where he really didn't care what happens or what he did. He noticed that Emmy had approached him, but he didn't make any movement just yet.

He was looking down at the ground when she came over. He noticed her shoes, and that got him thinking. He lifted his head up a little bit at a time. As he did so he looked her over. With her high-heal, and her mini skirt and short strapless top, Brae couldn't help himself.

"Why ....... hello...... dang girl you clean up good, " he started then felt her run her hand slowly up his arm. "Much better now, i must say." he said back with a mischievous smile. "And i must ask, what my dear, brings you over to me dressed like that?" Brae was also known for say exactly what was on his mind, and/or what ever he wanted to. As he waited for her answer, he looked her over again then back up into her sparkling blue eyes.

[Fleur Delacour]

Emmy smiled as Brae looked her over. She had to admit, she loved the attention from guys, and the fact that it was Brae - even though he was a death eater - ,made it that much better. "Why thank you," Emmy said. "But this..this is nothing," Emmy said. "You should see me when I actually try," Emmy smiled deviously. She knew she was being conceited, but heck, it was Brae after all. It wasn't like he wasn't in love with himself.

"Now?" Emmy echoed as a question. "Why weren't you good before I came over?" Emmy asked looking up into his dark eyes. "Something happen between you and Kirsten?" Emmy asked honestly wanting to know. Flipping her hair over her thin shoulders, Emmy waited for an answer. She knew the chances of Kirsten beating her up after this were good, but she didn't care. If she had a chance with Brae even if it only be for today, Emmy was willing to take it.

As Brae asked her what brought her over to him dressed like this, Emmy smiled sweetly. "There are some things a guy should find out for himself," she said moving closer to Brae until there was barely any space between them. Emmy knew if anyone ever found out about this, she was dead, but at the moment, she really could have cared less. Looking up into Brae's eyes once again, Emmy waited for him to respond.

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae smiled as he listened to her talk. AS she stated that he should see her when she actually tries he couldn't help himself. "Well i guess it is too bad isn't." he said then watched her fling her hair back.

As she questioned him about what had gone on before now he made no movement really. "Well not that it really matters, but ya, kinda." he started. "More like she just over reacted about nothing and walked off rather fast, but oh well. If i were anyone else right now, I'd give her space or she'll blow them up." he added then looked back at her.

Brae felt her move in closer to him, though he still hadn't really moved from the position he was in when she first found him there. Brae looked up into the sky. He noticed that the clouds had gotten a lot darker in the last few minutes, and looked like it was about to rain anytime soon. Though he really didn't mind. "So....gotten into any trouble lately?" he asked, as he didn't know what else to say at the moment, and he was trying to hold himself back from doing anything.

[Fleur Delacour]

Emmy listened to what Brae was saying about Kirsten. She smiled sympathetically, though she really felt no remorse for Kirsten. Her loss was Emmy's gain. If Kirsten was going to be a bitch to Brae, then Emmy only felt more than happy to help him get over it. "Well I could help make your troubles vanish," Emmy said still standing rather close to Brae. She smiled sweetly once again. Emmy honestly wondered how long Brae would be able to keep himself from her.

Following Brae's gaze up to the sky, Emmy noticed the clouds had spread and had got a lot darker in the past couple of minutes. "Looks like it's gonna rain," Emmy said softly under her breath, and she wasn't sure if Brae had heard her or not. As if on cue however, Emmy felt a big fat rain drop land on her head. Followed by another and another until it was all but pouring outside. Emmy didn't mind the rain. In all honesty, she loved to go for walks and be outside when it was raining. It always seemed to wash away all of her problems a make everything clearer. As Brae asked if Emmy had gotten into any trouble lately, the small blond smirked slightly.

"Not yet, but I can change that rather quickly," she said still standing close to Brae. She half smiled. Emmy didn't know how much longer she could keep this up if Brae wasn't going to bite than he wasn't worth playing with. Standing in the rain, Emmy finally remembered she was wearing white. Dammit Emmy thought closing her eyes. Opening them again, Emmy smiled trying to act like everything was fine. But chances were, Brae already noticed she was wearing white and that her shirt was pretty much see-though at the moment.

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae said nothing until she had completely finished talking. He had noticed that she was wearing a white top and that now that it was pouring out it was completely see through, though he really could care less. He was starting to catch on to all that she was saying and doing. More or less what she was asking for in a way.

"Well, it would all depend on what kind of trouble you would be wiling enough to get into with me." he stated, not really knowing just how far she would go. Brae was having fun, and knew she wasn't that much of a stupid air-headed bland. "Cause i'll do just about anything, i've got no fear." he told her then smiled mischievously once again.

[Fleur Delacour]

Emmy smirked as Brae finally started to realize what she was doing. Smiling as Brae talked, Emmy didn't say anything until he finished. "No fear eh?" Emmy echoed as a question. "You're not even worried what Kirsten would do if I had my way with you?" Emmy asked looking up into his eyes. "Because I"m not afraid of her, and if you're game than I'm game." Emmy smiled deviously. "And I'm willing enough to get into any type of trouble with you," Emmy said her voice soft and barely above a whisper.

"Well then, if you're not scared then prove it," Emmy said placing a hand behind Brae's neck and pulling his face down gently toward her. Smiling, Emmy kissed Brae - softly at first, but then she slowly deepened it. After a moment Emmy pulled away and let go of Brae. "You still game?" She asked softly looking up at him. Smiling sweetly, Emmy waited for a response. However if he was still willing to play her game, Emmy wanted Brae to make the next move. She'd lead this whole thing so far. It was time for him to be a man and make a move.

[Braeden Jackson]

Brae smirked as she asked him if he would be scared of what Kirsten may do if she found out. "Me scared of her, not really if i do remember correctly this is exactly what she told me before she ran off. (quote)'Fine go find someone else who thinks you're more fun than I do. Though I highly doubt you'll find anyone Braeden Jackson,'(end quote)" he told her then look her in her eyes. Brae listened to her say she was game, and wasn't afraid of Kirsten. "I'm game, why wouldn't i be, troubles my middle name." he joked.

Brae felt Emmy place her small hand behind his neck. He had an idea of what she might do next, but didn't really care. Apart from her moving his head, he hadn't really made any other movement still. As she kissed him, of coarse he kissed her back, what kind of guy wouldn't. Filling her pull away Brae smiled down at her. He knew he would be in the dog house for this, but actually didn't really care at the moment. As she asked him if he was still game there was only one thing running through his mind now. "hells yas." he told her, then smiled deviously down at her.

Brae figured that there wouldn't really be anyone else outside seeing how it was pouring out, and you couldn't really see anything. At that thought, he took his hands and placed them around her waist, pulling her back in gently. Brae was still leaning up against the school wall as he did so. After a few seconds he leaned in Kissed her soft pink lips. Then slowly he depended it. Brae didn't pull away, he was rather enjoying it and didn't really care what happened next.

[Fleur Delacour]

Emmy couldn't help but laugh slightly as Brae quoted what Kirsten had said. "Well then Kirsten basically set herself up to be hurt," Emmy muttered under her breath. As Brae said that trouble was his middle name, Emmy couldn't help the smile that spread across her pink lips. "That it is Jackson. That it is," she said her voice barely above a whisper as she agreed unaware if he had heard her or not. Hearing that Brae was game, Emmy smiled once again, this is gonna be good, The small blond thought smirking slightly. All through her years at school, Emmy had been tormented by Kirsten Fraser, and she was only more than happy to get back at the older girl, no matter what the consequences of her action would be. Emmy knew Brae was probably the only way that she could hurt Kirsten mentally, and now that she had him.. Well it was all good.

As Brae kissed her again, Emmy couldn't help but smile. She had to admit, he was a good kisser - though why would he be? After all he was Braeden Jackson. Kissing him back, Emmy couldn't help herself as she moved closer yet and wrapped her thin arms around Brae's neck. After a few moments, Emmy pulled away. "Damn Jackson were did you learn to kiss like that?" Emmy questioned, teasingly. Running her finger tips lightly up and down his back, Emmy smiled as she waited for an answer. However, she wasn't sure if she was going to get one or not. Though Emmy wondered if she really wanted to ear where he had learned how to kiss... probably not. Brae would probably name some Slytherin slut who hated Emmy's guts. But hey, she had open the topic up now. Brushing a piece of stray hair out of her eyes, Emmy smiled up at Brae, waiting for him to do or say something.

[Braeden Jackson]

Looking down at Emmy, Brae could tell that she was saying something in a slight whisper, but he didn't really hear what she was saying, and figured it wasn't that important if she hadn't said it louder. As she kissed him back, he felt her wrap her arms around his neck, and move in a bit closer. He didn't stop her from doing anything as he really didn't care what happened. After a few minutes Brae felt Emmy pull away. He wondered what it was she was going to say this time.

As she kindly asked where he had learned how to kiss like that he smiled. "Well you know, here and there." he started and he looked down at her. "And I'm just good at it, because well you know, because it's me." he added rather conceitedly. Though that wasn't a really big surprise to people anymore because Brae was always being rather conceited. Keeping her in close Brae smiled down at her with a mischievous smile. "So not to totally change the topic, but where were we again?" he asked still smiling down at her.

[Fleur Delacour]

Smiling at Brae's conceited statements. Emmy rolled her eyes. She knew most of the slytherin's were quite conceited, but still she found it rather amusing every time she heard one acting vain. In all honesty, Emmy thought Brae was adorable - well apart from the fact he was a death eater... But then again, she sort of liked the bad boys. They were more entertaining when they didn't care what anyone thought of their actions.

"So not to totally change the topic, but where were we again?" he asked still smiling down at her.

Emmy smiled deviously as she placed a finger on cheek mocking thoughtfulness. "Well," she said slowly looking up into Braeden's entrancing eyes. Wrapping her thin arms around his neck once again, Emmy didn't take her eyes off of him. "Well," She said again, her voice still slow. "I think we were right here," Her voice got softer as she got closer to Brae, the whole while here eyes not moving away form his. Leaning in close again, Emmy kissed Brae once again- slowly at first, but after a couple of moments, she started to deepen it.

Eyes closed, Emmy let herself move even closer to Brae. She had to admit, his body felt good pressed against hers. With one hand, Emmy ran her fingers up and down his back, and with the other she tangled it in his hair. However, no matter how much she enjoyed this, Emmy knew it couldn't last forever. She knew it was all to good to be true, and that sooner or later, Brae would go back to Kirsten just because, well Kirsten was a Slytherin and a Death Eater, while Emmy was a Gryffindor and neutral. But at the same time, Emmy wasn't about to give this moment up, so she kept kissing Brae with complete abandonment.

[Jacey Fraser]

||Haha, I've been playing with accounts....||

Eyes red from crying and emotionally exhausted, Kirsten lay across her bed in her dorm room staring up at the ceiling. Why had she been so dumb, she knew Brae was only joking. How come she had walked away? Why was she always crying? How come she wasn't going to say sorry to Brae yet? All these questions and more were running through the small blonds mind. She had in fact been quiet dumb in thinking the answer was to walk away from Brae. C'mon she had known him for most of her life, it wasn't like this was something random that he did, he made fun of her all the time.

Rubbing her small hands across her eyes, Kirsten took a deep breath. Brae hadn't returned to the dormitory yet, and she was- despite whether she wanted to or not - starting to get worried about him. Her twin brother was no where in site, ad she was pretty sure he was out at a party - had he not been, she would have gotten him to go get Brae and drag him back into the common room. But as it stood, it looked as though Kirsten was out of luck and going to have to go get Brae herself.

Standing up, Kirsten let her breath out slowly. How come it was she could never stay mad at Brae? Why did she always feel so guilty for yelling at him, it wasn't like he didn't deserve it. Having changed out of her skirt and bathing suit, Kirsten was now wearing a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and one of Brae's overly baggy black sweaters that she had swiped from him the other day as she was cold. She always loved wearing Brae's sweaters because the sleeves hung low and they were positively massive on her, not to mention, they were warm and generally Brae's sweaters smelt good - but that's a whole different story.

Pulling her long blond hair up into an elastic, Kirsten placed Brae's hat over her hair as she knew it was raining out, and well she didn't want her hair to get wet. Walking out the door of her room and through the common room, Kirsten headed toward the corridors. Shivering slightly, Kirsten slowly made her way up the stairs to the main floor of Beauxbatons and out the front door. Pulling the hood of the sweater over her head to shield herself more from the rain. On her way out of her door, Kirsten had remember to grab her wand and had now placed it in the back pocket of her jeans. She definitely felt hot with it there.... Not.

Making her way toward the beach, Kirsten kept her eyes open for Brae. She wasn't sure if he was still going to be there or not, but she really hoped he would be. Deciding to take the short cut to the beach, Kirsten turned left around the the next corner to cut around the school. Just as she did so, she spotted them. Her heart stopped as she froze in place, all feeling and warmth draining from her body in an instant. Had Brae taken what she had serious? Was he honestly making out with Emmy West, a well know blood traitor.

Now everyone who knows Kirsten knows she is Scottish rather than British, an anyone who knows a Scot knows they have terrible tempers and tend to be a bit.. rem... possessive. With out thinking, Kirsten took her wand out of her back pocket and pointed it at the pair. She didn't want to hurt Brae, so she wouldn't send a spell that would kill, but she definitely wanted to hurt the little prick who was hanging off of HER boyfriend.

"Crucio!" Kirsten hissed her wand pointed more at Emily. She wasn't sure what to think if the spell hit Brae, but she wasn't concerned about that. He was a Death Eater, he should have been able to know how to get away from the spell, but Emily, she wouldn't know. Chances were no one had used that curse on her before. Well there is always a time to try new things, and today was Emmy's lucky day. Kirsten watched with mild amusement as the curse went toward the small Fortis blond.