w a l k i n g [two] moons {{Brendon&Tess}}

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Tess sat in the common room on the most uncomfortable couch she had ever had the misfortune to sit on. She shifted her weight from left to right but no improvement. She stood up then sat back down, it became worse. What the hell is this couch made out of? Bricks? She thought angrily as she jumped up and down on the couch, it only gave her a sore bum. She picked up a cushion and sat on that; it somehow didn’t feel right. Tess had never really liked this couch but it was the challenge it represented; she would defeat it. After a dozen more tries to increase the couch’s comfort level she felt herself getting angry she picked up her Muggle studies book and threw it forcefully at the wall ripping it in half.

The book hit the wall with a dull thud and she sighed and walked over to it; with a flick of her wand it was repaired. She let out a shriek of frustration and she sat on the floor staring at her Muggle studies book, if it was possible she would have burnt a hole in it already. She picked it up and sat it down in her lap and flicked through the pages trying to gain some knowledge from its worthless pages. What a ridiculous subject she thought getting more and more frustrated. Tess knew that each subject had it's worth, as did Muggle studies, but her lack of capability in the subject made her only hate the it.

Tess stood up and brushed any dust from off the front of her blouse, she stormed out of the common room slamming the portrait door behind her. She thundered through the castle the image of Brendon murdering Ablus playing in her head, she knew he was going to get revenge, but she didn't know she would have to watch it, or that it would even break her heart as much as it did. A tear trickled down her face, as her heart snapped once more. I just still don't see how he could do that... especially when he knew what had happened to me! She slammed her thoughts shut, knowing the more she thought, the worse it would become.

The Slytherin girl found herself standing outside classroom eleven; she shrugged her shoulders and entered. She perched herself on the edge of the desk her long blond hair covering most of her face as she pulled out the book and started to read it despite her lack of enthusiasm. She was wearing her silver blouse that dipped low, showing off nice cleavage, and black jeans; she cared a lot about her appearance. Tess flicked her wand and played one of her favorite Muggle bands The Red Hot Chili Peppers on her record player, she tapped her foot to the beat of the music as she read.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon came down from the boys dormitories after lying on his bed revising for a charms test. He was good at charms so this test was going to be a piece of cake. As he entered the common room he spotted the gorgeous blonde locks of Tess dissappearing and heard the portrait door slam. He quickly crossed the room and pushed the portrait open. He follewed her unaware of how she hadn't totally forgiven him. As she got to the abadoned classroom he opened the door and smiled at her "Hey Tess." he said smiling at her and walked towards her and kissed her.

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The voice was faint in her focused mind. It sounded far away, but it was suddenly very prominent. Ugh. She thought mentally, arguing with herself whether to respond or not. Suddenly, her question couldn't be answered, because of Brendon's lips that smashed against hers. She pushed him away from her, turning her head away from his face. Her hand was on his chest, holding him an arms length away from her. His scent made her crazy, as did his presence. Also the way his chest felt under her hand. She wanted to rip his shirt off, and have a long hot make-out session right then and there. She couldn't though. Her heart wouldn't let her. Or maybe it was her mind. She knew if she did she would just be even more torn up than she had before.

Another tear trickled down her face, as she kept her hand on Brendon's upper chest, still holding him at arms length. "No... Brendon... no. don't. Just stop." She stuttered, her heart racing, as she looked back at him, her eyes glistening with tears. She turned away just as quickly, her voice a sob, "Can't you see that you're tearing me apart!?! Just... just..." She sobbed again, it hurt so much to decline him. To push him out of her heart. It was too much for her to handle. She wanted to smash her lips against his again, she wanted him to hold her and tell her it was okay. Of course that wouldn't help at all. There was no way.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon opened his eyes confused as she pushed him away. He felt her hand on his chest and enjoyed the feeling even though he was an arms length away from her. He listened to her seeing the desire in her eyes "What's wrong? Why do you want me to stop?" he asked half guessing what it was. "She still hasn't forgiven me." he thought angrily wishing that she would forgive him. He saw her eyes glisten with tears and frowned moving away from her hand towards her and put his arms round her "I am not trying or even want to tear you apart. Shhh, it's okay everything's fine." he said soothingly to her kissing her again more passionatly this time.

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A cold feeling loomed over Tess as her eyes stared blankly into Brendon's. She didn't see the loving guy that she had fell for anymore. He was gone, or either covered up by many layers of evilness, and murder. She turned her head away from him, no expression on her face, except for the flashes of agony. She felt her hand loose touch with his chest, but suddenly his lips were pressed against hers again. For a few seconds she fell for it again, moving her lips with his. Realizing what she was doing, she pushed him away again, jumping off of the desk. "No Brendon! Nothing is 'okay'! You know it's not!" She paused, fuming, her eyes streaming with tears. Nothing was okay. Not at all.

She cleared her throat, wiping her hand over her cheek, erasing the tears that rested on the pale cheeks. "You may have not been trying, or even want to tear me apart, but you are. You murdered him Brendon. That's not okay with me." She sobbed, leaning against the dark wall. She tilted her head back closing her eyes as she sobbed. "You knew how much murder effects me..." Looking back at Brendon, her eyes were watery, but she continued in a shaky voice. "When... when I saw you murder him... I saw... I saw a flash of you being my... my brother's murderer, and... and Albus... Albus reminded me of my brother! So helpless... begging." She placed her hand on her forehead, as a major headache emerged.

[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon moved his lips with hers. When she pushed him away he frowned feeling a pain in his chest. He heard what she had said and frowned. "Tess, I am truely sorry for hurting you. It was wrong and I shouldn't have done it. He looked at her and put his arms around her. "I had planned that for ages. I was avenging my father's death as I vowed I would do and you know I never break them. Also if I had not cursed him off that broom he would have gone straight to Professor Longbottom and report me. If that happened I would have been arrested for using an unforgivable. Is that what you want?" he said "This is not my defence, but I think that point should be taken into consideration."

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Tess slipped down the wall, pushing away from Brendon's touch. She was now sitting on the ground, her back against the wall, and her head in her hands. He had promised her that he wouldn't turn into her brothers murder. Unexpectedly, Tess screamed out what she was thinking, which scared her to death, "YOU PROMISED!!! YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULDN'T TURN INTO HIM! F-ing LIAR!!!!" She screamed, now sobbing more than ever. She lifted her head up to look at Brendon, her eyes rimmed with tears. "You said you loved me. Why...? Why build me up like that, and then just tear me down? Do you get some sort of pleasure out of it? Oh yeah... you do. You like murdering people. Well? Go ahead. Kill me." She threatened, her voice emotionless. Her eyes showed melancholy though, which was not a good thing in her case. Finally, Tess pulled herself up from the ground, pushing through Brendon, while her right hand rubbed across her red cheek. Swiftly, She pulled her thick mane up in a tight pony tail, not wanting it in her face anymore. She sniffled, trying to gather her stuff as quickly as possible.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon felt her squirm out of his arm and frowned feeling the pain and grief at the fact that he might be losing her in his chest. He heard her accuse him of being a lier and opened his mouth to defend himself, but then he listened to the rest of it. He took a deep breath "I can't change the past. It's impossible. I do love you. I love you so much words can't even to begin to discribe. I was not just building you up to tear you down." he paused and looked at her "Tess, you stopped me from stabbing myself just after my dad died. I am not going to kill the only thing worth fighting for in my life." he said putting his arms around her and pulling her against his chest hugging her protectivly.

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Voice shaky, and tear streaks down her face, Tess sobbed out the words that clung deep in her throat. "NO! You.... you're killing people for what someone else did! For what their father's did!! It's not fair Brendon!" She paused, a new layer of tears covering her eyeballs. "If my father had killed your father, would you murder me? For what he did?" She saw the shock cross on Brendon's expression happy that she had said it. He couldn't deny that he would kill her. He would. Everyone knew that. Suddenly, Brendon's arms were around her, and in automatic response, she turned towards him burying her head in his strong buff chest. She sobbed for a while, but then looked up at him. Her heart was racing, screaming "NO! Don't do this! He's gonna break your heart again!" Instead of listening to her gut, she ignored it.

Tess watched Brendon with solemn eyes, as she spoke once more. "I... I do forgive you Brendon. For what you did, but it doesn't mean..." She cut off her sentence, choosing a different set of words, "I forgive you, but you still tore me apart, and I don't think I'm going to heal from that for a very long time. You have to swear to me that you're done with this, babe. No more murdering innocent people. Please, Brendon... please." New tears rumbled down her cheek, as laid her head back down on his chest, her arms wrapping tightly around his torso.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon felt her crying and wished that he could do something. He heard what she first said and frowned knowing that he would have killed her if his father was killed by hers, but he didn't want to say it at all. He lowered his head to kiss hers slowly and heard the five words that he had been hoping and praying for. He smiled down at her and put his finger under her chin and lifting it slightly and kissed her tenderly. "I promise you I will." he said "try to stop" he added in his head. He felt her arms around his torso and lowered his hands to her waist and kissed her again more passionatly this time.

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A smile emerged on Tess' face as Brendon pressed his lips against hers. She hit him hard in the chest with her hand, feeling anguish. She pulled away from the kiss trying to glare at him without the large smile etched across her face. "DAMN IT BRENDON! I hate you so much, that I'm in love with you! You're too damn sweet to me." She smiled pulling his neck back down forcefully. She pressed her lips against his as if she hadn't kissed him in forever, although she had been kissing him for the past week. She sighed, pulling away from the kiss. She walked away from him, shuffling the papers that were staked on the teachers desk aside on the floor. The desk was now empty, and she sat on it seductively.

Her finger pointed at him, curving up motioning for him to come to her. When he finally did, she grabbed him by the shirt kissing him with more passion than she could suppress. Her tongue slid inside his mouth, as her back feel onto the desk. She was now laying on the desk, Brendon's face hovering over her's kissing her passionately. he was still standing though, which reminded her of a sushi bar. Her mind swirled, her heart raced, and her tongue moved across the top of his mouth. She smiled, mid-kiss, feeling as if they were meant to be together... forever and always.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon grunted slightly when she hit him but it didn't hurt at all. He smiled as she said she loved him "I love you too Tess." he said kissing her back again. As she moved onto the desk and beaconed him seductivly he smiled following her and kissed her, smiling again as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him on top of her and got onto the table over her kissing her. He held himself up enjoying the feeling of their bodies touching and how close they were. He left her neck and nibbled her earlobe which he had heard 90% of women had this weakness hoping she was one of them.

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Tess giggled pleasantly as Brendon nibbled on her tiny ear. She looked up at him, happy that he had jumped on the table also. She smiled seductively, her heart racing at it's fastest. "St... Sto... Stop! It tickles! OH gosh..." She spoke, cracking up halfway through it. It was definitely one of her weakest points, which she was positive Brendon was aiming for. Her hand found it's way up his shirt, caressing his back, and his abs. He was so HAWT! She smiled up at him, her eyes glistening.

"So... Brendon... you're done with this whole revenge thing right? Well, that's what you promised me at least..." She sighed, wishing she hadn't gotten back on the topic. "I hope you don't break that promise babe..." She whispered into his ear, smashing her lips against his once more. She sighed, her hands entwining in his dark, sexy hair. She began to pull his shirt over his head, loving to look at his chest. Oh how perfectly buff he was. And toned, for that fact.

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[Brendon Mitchell Keaton]

Brendon smiled triumphantly that she loved it. He heard her laugh and say it tickles. He stopped as she crashed her lips on his and moved his in time with hers moving his tongue to her lips begging for entry. He felt her hand on his chest and back and smiled. Though this smile left as she went back to the topic before. He nodded "I'm through with it babe I promise." he whispered against her lips and kissed her again only pausing to let her take his shirt off. When it was off he closed all gap between them and kissed her hungrily, fiercely.

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Still giggling, Tess opened her mouth as an invitation for Brendon's tongue to slip in. She sped up the kiss trying her best to keep up with him. She pressed her body against his, feeling her face heat up. His body heat was so warm, while her's was so... cold. Icy cold at that. Opposites attracted though, right? At least that's what she thought. Her lips were freezing, while his were warm and inviting. Her's seemed to say, "don't touch, unless you can handle it." She sighed, pulling away from the kiss, looking at him deeply in the eyes. "Brendon... I... I think... I think I'm falling in love with you." Her voice was weak, and shaky as a shiver ran up her spine. She shuddered, her body already warming up. She didn't clash her lips against his again, she just waited. Waited for him to speak.

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