Post by Esme Allejandro on Aug 27, 2007 19:50:44 GMT -5
One Kiss
It was only one kiss.
Saying it like that makes it seem so insignificant- it ended up meaning a hell of a lot more then that. It meant that I was questioning, denying everything I’d ever known. It meant that I was spitting in the face of my parents, biting my thumb at my culture. I was telling those whom I thought I loved once that I hated all they stood for- their pretentious pure-blood mania and their ridiculous sense of hierarchy.
For years, it was a world of them and us. They were the evil ones- they were the ones who were weak enough to be seduced by dirty muggles. We were allowed to love, to lust, but only within our own echelon- even as children that was beaten into our heads. We must befriend only those who were like we were. Toujours Pur.
That was my unconditional belief for years. I never questioned it- that is, until I met that one person who had the ability to throw my whole world out of balance. I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t breathe- I felt like a comet blasted out of its orbit, wandering forlornly through all manners of foreign galaxies until it is pulled into a planet by it’s irresistible gravity. I became his moon, his glowing satellite- and he became my everything. So how could it end any other way then it did? How could it possibly end in any other way then my mother throwing my bags out of second story windows, yelling things at me that nipped at my heels like dogs? You are no daughter of mine.
It was just one kiss.
It wasn’t even that remarkable in itself, the kiss- believe me, due to my likeness to Bella I’d had more then enough experience in that field. It was quite obvious to me that he was either terrified or hesitant, or both. I brought him around, of course- he was a fast learner…that or he really was just nervous at first. Dromeda he had murmured, our lips still so close they touched, I think I love you
In that split second, I had to make a choice between family and Ted. I knew that after this, I wouldn’t be able to go back…it would be sealed, permanent. I had wanted to rebel, and hadn’t I? I could stop here, say no, go back to life as it was. Instinct told me, if I kissed Ted right now, I would never be a Black again. I would belong to Ted. Andromeda Tonks. Family, with all their hatred of everything he represented, or Ted- Ted and his unconditional love and passion for me, and only me. In that split second I decided.
My hands snaked gently up his neck, lacing into the thickness of his hair and pulled him towards me, out mouths dancing their passionate dance. My blood screamed- Mudblood…traitor…filth…scum… Generations of the Black family wanted me to stop, to shove him away. But I ignored them- my long graceful fingers gently rubbed against his scalp in the darkness. Trailing my lips along his warm cheekbone to his ear, I whispered softly. Ted Tonks…I think I love you too.
One kiss. And my life was changed irrevocably. But I knew there would always be someone behind me- the one person who truly mattered.
Something I wrote in study hall today- I was thinking of doing one for each of the Black sisters eventually
Two marching band Fics (one complete, one on hiatus), Respectivley.
www.fanfiction.net/s/2715146/1/Seduction_at_MidTempo
www.fanfiction.net/s/3493004/1/Back_Room_Confessional
