[Kastiel]Give It

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie stood on one side of the counter, and the store clerk stood on the other. Of course, Sophie had no expression on her face at all as this interaction took place. She had slid a list of ingredients to the man over the counter. Asphadel, Wormwood, Valerian Roots, and Sopophorous Bean. The clerk looked at the ingredients, then looked at Sophie. She knew right then what he was thinking. She was a student, and any student wanting those particular ingredients was up to no good. "What are you brewin' little girl?" The man asked in his scratchy and deep voice. Sophie stayed emotionally even as she thought over her answer. "My guardian is the potions teacher and needed these ingredients. Fell free to contact him. He's at the school." She said, even as ever. The man looked her over and sighed, giving her the bag of things she'd asked for. Sophie glared at him as she grabbed the brown paper bag and turned, leaving the potions shop.

Once outside, Sophie sighed and cursed under breath. Who did he think he was, thinking he wasn't going to give her what she asked for. Well, she won over anyway, and no way in hell she was giving her ingredients for a Draught of LIving Death to Adonis, so she contiued on her way. There was a certain young girl in the hospital wing who had wronged Sophie in many ways, more than once. First, there was her talking bad about Sophie being a halfblood. ALthough, taht was what people usually picked up on. But she got nasty with it, writing dirty things in Sophie's books when she got a chance. Not to mention the other things that she said about Sophie. So, Sophie got even, putting the Draught in her juice at breakfast. Within moments, the girl was in the hospital wing. FUnny how she's still there. Sophie just kept feeding her the Draught when no one was looking.

So she grinned as she walked up the steps to the big doors out front of the school. She opened the doors and stepped into the hall. Looking behind her, Sophie walked a little more briskly dow the hall. As she turne da corner, she ran right into someone, knocking her bag out of her hand and the ingredients to the floor. "Shit," she breathed, her quiet voice echoing in the hall. "Watch it," she said, attempting to start picking up her things, not looking up at who she'd run into.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel was getting really annoyed by seeing the Headmaster. This was the second time he had been in the office since he arrived at the school and he wasn't really enjoying the encounters. Sure, he hadn't done anything this time and it was more of a 'meeting' to discuss him adjusting the atmosphere at Durmstrang...but Kastiel couldn't care less. He has sat in the chair with barely any attention on Jayden. He had barely nodded in the appropriate parts and said 'right and yes' when he seen needed. Honestly he had no idea what had even been said. He felt like Jayden was trying to bore him to death...

His thoughts were caught short as someone ran straight into him at the corner...He frowned but didn't fall over like all of her belongings did from her arms. He looked down at her as she scrambled to pick everything up and said 'watch it' quietly to him. He smirked slightly, You should be the one watching it. He growled slightly, You really wouldn't want anyone to know what your making would you? He asked as he picked up her Wormwood plant from the ground. He pulled off one of it's leaves and stuck it into him mouth enjoying the venomous taste it offered...he let the poison slip down his throat...enjoying the exotic taste of it. Of course he always preferred his poison mixed with blood but it was pretty tasty alone too.

He handed her the rest of the plant and leaned against the wall with a cocky smile on his face. He didn't really care of human's knew he was different. He had no reason to hide from them, if anything they should fear his presence. He looked her over for a moment. She dark hair was wind swept probably from her trip to get these ingredients. She was kinda pretty, he thought as he gave her the same cocky smile.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie shook her head slightly as this person in front of her spat back her own words, telling her she was the one who should watch it. It honestly made her seethe, making her want to strike out and hit the kid in the mouth. Then the boy had the audacity to mention that he seemed to know what potion she was working on. Now she finally raised her head and looked him full in the face. Sophie watched as this boy put the Wormwood leaf in his mouth, chewed, and yes, swallowed. She kept her emotionless glare, but on the inside, she was thinking of a million different lies about what she was doing when this boy died in the hallway. She watched quietly as he leaned against the wall and smiled at her. Well, with a smile when you just ingested wormwood, she was pretty sure he would be okay. But how? She wasn't going to question it, and if the boy was immune to the plant, she wouldn't try meddling in hismind....not yet, anyway.

"And what would you know about what I'm making, huh? Dabbling in your own dark arts, are you?" she said, putting her ingredients back in the bag and putting a hand on her hip. Her emotionless expression never waried as she talked to the boy. "How'd you do that? Wormwood is highly poisonous and really quite fatal. You ate it like...it was nothing," she said, almost nastily, but her face showed no sign of sassiness, it was evident just in her words. She shrugged as she started to walk away. "Leave me. I have important things to do and I don't need to have a random death of a boy who stupidly ate my wormwood plant on my hands." She started off down hall, wondering if indeed that boy would be alive come lunchtime.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel raised an eyebrow at her as she stared without emotion at him as he swallowed the poisonous plant. No doubt she was waiting for him to die...but he wouldn't. He ate wormwood on weekly basis. It was nothing but a spice to him. He licked his lips to bother her more. What would I know about the potion your making...I would know your making the Draught of the Living Death. One of my favorite breakfast drinks by the way. Make me some sometime Potion Master. He teased her with a cocky grin. He really enjoyed bothering girls...even more tearing them down. His favorite drink was really the Draught of Living of Death, but he was a terrible potions student himself. He was excellent in the Dark Arts though...that sort of stuff came naturally to him. What if I told you the stuff you dabble in is merely child's play for someone like me? He said with another cocky smirk.

He couldn't help but follow her. He was bored and annoying her was a rare treat he felt the need to enjoy. It also helped that she was kinda cute and fiery as well. He like pissing off girls, it was a big turn on to get them angry, So you think I am going to die do you? Fascinating you say that...because perhaps I am already dead. He said leaning against the wall and grabbing his heart, Oh no! I can't feel my heart beating....it's not, it's not beating and I'm not breathing either! Oh dear... He mocked with a wicked grin.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie had no way of knowing yet if this boy was telling the truth. If so, then the Draught would have no doubtedly put him into a deep sleep...for days. However, this boys was still alive and well...so was what he was telling her true? Was he indeed already dead? She watched as this boy put on some drama about his heart not beating and him not breathing. "I'm making just that potion now. If you're so inclined to drink it, go ahead when I'm done. See what happens. I hope you understand what could potentially happen when drinking such a dangerous potion," she muttered, wondering what exactly this boy was playing at. She continued walking, a million different things going through her head. Child's play? What the hell? "You have no idea what kind of things I am into. Just as I don't know, nor do I care, what things you have playing at." she said, turning a corner.

She couldn't help but wonder if what he said was true! He had eaten that plant and seemed perfectly fine. Biting her lip she pushed open a door, leading her down a narrow and twisting staircase that would lead her to the dungeons. "If I do indeed make this potion, are you truly going to drink it? I'm curious to see through your lies...if they are indeed so. If you're lying, you'll go into a deep sleep and wake up in the hospital wing in three days or so. If you're not...then we have a whole new conversation to be had, don't we?" she said, cooly, her expression never wavering. At the bottom of the staircase, she pushed open another door. "After you," she said, looking directly at the boy. "I'm Sophie, by the way. Sophie Snape," she said, holding the door open.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel smirked at her.I'm excited. I barely know you and your already cooking for me. You must have a crush on me obviously...how cute. He teased her as he followed her down to the dungeons, Don't worry about me...I'll drink it and ask for more. I'm not kidding you sweetie. Your little potion is nothing but a yummy tea for me. He said with a smirk...he was not only bothering her, he was getting a free drink out of it, it was turning into a good day. What your into? Sounds kinky...but I can promise you on my non existent life that I can get deeper and darker than your willing to go. He said with a wink.

He smirked, I don't bother with lies...they truth is more fun for me. He said honestly. Not that I would think you were special enough to explain myself to as of yet but I suppose we will have to see if I think your worthy when you realize I speak the truth won't we? He said in his cocky Australian accent. As she opened to the door and introduced herself he grinned, Why thank you sir. He teased her, I get your trying to be all hard ass and everything but honestly you should let a guy do his job and open a door for you...It's called etiquette sweet heart. He teased her with a cocky smile, Well Sophie Snape, I am Kastiel Sorin Savage. Prince Kastiel Sorin Savage. He said with a slight smirk.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie rolled her eyes. Cooking for him? Really? What an ass. "More like concocting your death," she said. Then a silent voice in the back of her head said he said he's already dead. So really, you're not concocting anything at all. She begged that silent voice to shut up and continued on with this ridiculous boy. The fact that he said he'd drink it and ask for more, and also ate that wormwood leaf made Sophie think he was indeed telling the truth. But how? How could that possibly be true? Unless he was somesort of vampire breed.....

Sophie whirled around on him in the dark room. "What stuff are you into, Kastiel? Deeper and darker than what I usually do? Then enlighten me. I'm all ears." she said darkly, staring at him with such intensity that her eyes almost hurt. "Prince? You can't possibly be a prince! Of where?" she asked, a hilt of laughter on her lips. She scoffed at him and turned around, heading into the dark room further. She found the lantern on the table and lit it. It sent a golden yellow light across the dusty room. "If you tell anyone about this room, I'll personally erase all your memories." SHe said heatedly. Again that silent voice in the back of her mind said, he's dead, stupid. You can't get into a head that is dead. There's nothing to get into. She sighed at her own thoughts and ideas. "If you're telling the truth, then you are indeed dead, yes?" she said, playing it off cooly, but her stomach twisted as she waited for the answer.

Sophie couldn't help but kick herself for bringing him down to her secret room. She'd found it, and it was hers. She'd told Adonis and Cayden about it years ago, and no one else knew it was there. Except, now Kastiel knew it was there. Once again, she sighed, only this one was bigger and more obvious than the one before. She'd let a walking zombie enter her...what...lair? She grinned at her own thought. "You have to start explaining yourself." She said, taking out a small cauldron and putting her ingredients on the table. "Don't tell anyone about this potion either." She said, glancing over her shoulder and putting her hair behind her ear. Sophie was putting a lot of trust in a zombie boy she just met. She just hadn't been thinking when she'd started on her trek down to the dungeons.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel listed to her speak but was quiet for a moment. He tilted his head at her as she said what sounded like a challenge. He gave her a wicked smile and reached his hand up and touched her bare arm lightly letting his finger tips barely graze her...With a touch like this darling I can send you into a coma...a coma where you stuck with all your darkest nightmares...ill have you trembling violently from it babe and to be honest it'll probably turn me on to see you twitch on the floor as the nightmares consume you. He said with a cocky smile but his words were mere honesty. I would trust you would have better survival tactics inside of you then to taunt me more now don't you? He said with a wicked grin, Yes, Prince don't forget it...and it's of a place that would terrify you so I suggest you not question me anymore on it...or I may just have to show you that as well. He teased.

He smirked as she threatened to erase all his memories if he told anyone about the room, Sorry babe but all your witch hocus pocus on my mind isn't going to work for you and I suggest if you know whats best for you don't even try to cast a spell on me. He hissed to make his point. It would really be a bad thing for her to try. He wasn't human and it could really get her hurt to try to do such negative things against her, Even though I'm not afraid of you. I will keep your secret...but merely because I hate people and I have no one to tell anyways. He said with a smirk.

He smiled at her, I am dead yes. And just so you know...I'm more dead than a vampire and a million times it's power...not that I plan on telling you what I am...you can figure that out yourself. He said with a smirk as he watched her. If I told someone about your potion I would have to explain to the school how I was able to drink it wouldn't I? No thank you...I like my secrets. He said as he stepped up behind her so that he was looking down at what she was doing from over her shoulder... He was a several inches taller than her, so he towered slightly over her. He grinned at her as she turned her head to look at him, Don't worry I'm not going to bite you or anything. He tease, Unless you want me too. He gave her cocky wink and stared back down at her work.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie listened to him, a coldness sweeping over her that she couldn't put a finger on. For some reason, aside from her ability to usually weedle her way into someone's head, she believed him. A prince from somewhere dark, more powerful than a vampire, and the ability to send her into a convulsion full of nightmares; that scared her. Of course, she wouldn't admit that. She would admit, however, that the thought of going into a nightmare terrified her. Every night she had her own nightmares about a murder and death that was before she could remember anything. A death that she had nothing to do with. Once she was given the details, and once she had seen it with her own eyes, through Severus's, the nightmares flooded her sleep every night.

Kastiel's touch sent shiver through her arm, and again, she didn't know why. He was too mysterious. The thigns he said were farfetched, and yet, she had no doubt they were true. He was clearly powerful, and she could use that. To have Kastiel in reach, as a friend or lover either one, could benefit her in more ways that she could imagine. He wouldn't tell about her potion; that was something. Kastiel's smiles, smirks; she was sure he had used on dozens of girls in his time. She wasn't one to be a notch in a bedpost and she could see through those guys all the time. But she needed Kastiel. This was a game she was good at and a game that sometimes she lost, but it was fun nonetheless. "If you bite me, I just might bite back," she said, noting that he was close to her, right behind her, watching what she was doing. She dumped her ingredients into the small cauldron and watched as each one popped and sent a smoke up in the air. "So you won't tell me what you are? Why not? Ashamed?" she asked, turning around to face him once the potion was brewing on its own. "You shouldn't be ashamed, sweetheart, about where you come from." She said it with a dark undertone, glaring at him with her dark eyes. Touching his cheek, walked around to the other side of the table, leaning on it with her heands, looking at him from the other side. "What's your secret? Because if what you're telling me is true, then you and I could be very dangerous together. Eventually, we could rule so much, just with a touch of your finger, and the pain of my head inside theirs. Such potential. But secrecy isn't going to get us anywhere, love." It was a gamble. He would either laugh her off or see that what she was saying was really quite true. With the two of them, they could create such a power that it would take years for people to realize what they were up to...if ever.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel smirked as she mentioned she might back if he bit her..That sounds like something....I would defiantly get off to. He said as he got close enough to whisper into her ear...his lips brushing her earlobe gently. He leaned back as she turned to face him. Her words made him smirk, Nice try sweetie but trying to trick me into telling you isn't going to work...If you deserve to know I will tell you but until then, no. He said with a wink. If you seem of some sort of use to me I may tell you where I'm from but right now your just some little girl who can make complicated potions.

He closed his eyes as she reached her hand up and touched his cheek sending warm waves through him....the sensation he felt through the one touch traveled down his entire body and broke like cold wind as she pulled away from him and went to the other side of the table to glare at him. He frowned at her and leaned forward on the table to look deeply into her dark eyes. Normally he liked girls with blue or green eyes...but the way Sophie's eyes were they contained such a darkness inside of them that it excited him as he stared into them. He smiled as she talked of them becoming a dangerous pair. He chuckled lightly as she finished, So ambitious. However, I already rule so much...have the powers to do things that would make you bow before me...so do tell me what's in it for me? I see nothing you can give me that I don't already have so do tell me....what could you possibly give me that I would want? He hissed with a dark Australian accent as he came around the table...breaking the distance between them he stood before her and gave her a cocky smile, No, I don't think you can offer me anything at all....but you want to possess me for your own needs...and honestly darling I don't give a damn for others needs. He grabbed her wrist and held it up to his mouth....he kissed the flesh of the underside of her wrist...letting the fairy part of him send waves of tingly sensations that were bound to feel extremely pleasant for her....he raised an eyebrow at her and brushed the hair from her neck, so that the skin their was exposed...he ran his fingertips across the jugular veins with the same sensation coming from his fingertips and traveling though his touch...He gave her a cocky smile before stepping away from her and looking into the cauldron for a moment before gazing back at her. Sure she had a point, but so did he...there was barely anything she could give him that would interest him. He was the son of death....he would age till about twenty then live for ever....when he got older he would develop his full power and be able to take lives at a mere touch....He stared into her eyes wondering what he would want for her...So tell me, when you torture someone does it turn you on? Does it make you crave more....I'm sure it does....I feel the same way....You know my favorite thing to do is torture someone to near death, heal them and repeat...its fascinating to watch the will to survive fade with each aggressive cycle... His blue eyes seemed dark as he thought of this...his mind remembering torturing his sister over the summer....It made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He pushed the thoughts away to give her another cocky smile, You want to use me...that's obvious but I want something in return.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie's face lost all trace of amusement or cockiness. "Just a little girl who can make complicated potions?" she asked slowly, glaring at the boy as a whole new feeling, that of hatred, started to simmer up to her face. She felt it start to get hot and she clenched her teeth. She glared at him as he walked around the table and stood in front of her. He started in on his speech, which just made her hate him even more. Fine. So the boy was, what, royalty of sorts? He had powers that would make her bow to him? She wanted to laugh. Sophie had been brought up by nothing but Muggles in an orphanage in Maine. She never had anyone, never needed anyone, and had a name that used to mean something but meant next to nothing now. When she met the Starks, she at least had somewhere to call home and something to call a family. Then this son of a bitch comes around talking about how he's somebody.

Not only that, but he'd seen through her. It made her angry, not getting her way. As Kastiel kept talking her anger subsided and up sprang jealousy. He really was somebody. If she couldn't see into his head she at least could tell for sure that he wasn't lying. Sophie really didn't know what she could give him. She really had nothing to offer him. Once again, she was the street urchin with nothing to offer. Out of nowhere, and rather quickly, Kastiel grabbed her wrist and kissed the underside of it. Immediately, she felt something she had never felt before, and something she wasn't sure was real. Sophie didn't know what it was and quite honestly it frightened her. She refused to let her facial expressions show any sign of enjoyment or amusement. She noticed him raise an eyebrow and when he moved her hair away from her neck, she suddenly felt a longing that she wanted to subside. What was that longing? For him? Surely not. That was absurd. She'd only just met the boy and she was absolutely positive that he was screwing with her. And that would have angered her, if he wasn't touching her. Finally, he moved away from her to the cauldron. Sophie touched the spots he'd touched. Gently remembering the way it had felt.

Sophie looked at the ground and then moved to the cauldron also. "All I can do is see into someone's head. Their past, their present, and hear and feel their thoughts. I'm good at masking most emotions in a tight situation. That's it. So honestly I have nothing to offer you," she said, pulling a vile out of her pocket and filling it with the potion. She thought about his question. HOw did she torture people? With her mind. With he rpotions. With being sneaky. "I feel.....I just usually want them gone. Dead. Out of my hair. Whatever. And that's where this potion is going. To some stupid little bitch in the hospital wing who couldn't keep her trap shut. As long as I keep giving her this potion, she'll sleep through school and I won't have to see her face around. If you're a problem of mine, I eliminate you. I don't just mame you so you can come at me again later. I get rid of you completely, so you can't hurt me again." She said, pocketing the vile and moving back toward the door. "So if I can't offer you anything you can use, I suppose our rendevouz is over. I'll find other mean to power. Just like you don't need me, I sure as hell don't need you," she said as she rounded the table, touching the spot on her wrist where Kastiel had touched her. Sophie would find a way to be someone with power without him, or anyone. She'd get there someday. "It's really a shame. We could have had fun," she said, giving him a slight pout as she walked by him.

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel watched her as she moved back to the cauldron also and began to speak. He was quiet as she spoke letting her say everything she needed to answer. He watched the frustration in her face at what he had said to her and the answers she gave him showed that she was unsure of anything he could actually want from her. Her explanation on the way she tortured people made him smile. So she really got into punishing people who messed with her or crossed her. It was interesting to see how mean she got when she needed to be and it made him smile as she said she got rid of her problems completely. He watched as she pocketed the vile and moved towards the door. Her words made him frown slightly as she walked past him and went to leave.I don't think you understand me. He said grabbing her wrist as she passed him and pulling her towards them, I expect something in return...means I already know of something I want from you in return. He said with a serious look into her dark eyes as he continued to hold her wrist. He didn't bother to send either his fairy or demon vibrations to her...he was dead serious about what he was going to say. He reached up and put his free hand against her cheek as he stared into her dark eyes...

He looked into them for a long moment. Letting his gaze take her in a deeper more intimate way, I want to own you. Posses you in unimaginable ways... He said in a low voice rich with his accent and even more so with hidden danger as a tint. He pulled her closer to him so that her nose brushed his...He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers with all of his emotions flooding off of him. He let the power of his demonic side flow through his lips to her but kept her safe with the fairy part of him so he wouldn't cause her pain and instead let his lips send her unnatural skin tingling vibrations. He let the kiss last for minutes before pushing her gently away...He kept his gaze locked on her eyes... If you want me around I will be beside you without hesitation...but I want your soul in return.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie glared at Kastiel as he grabbed her wrist. She looked with her eyes from his to her wrist and then back to his face. For a moment, Sophie had hope. The fact that Kastiel had said that she misunderstood him made her think that maybe for a moment she was worth something to someone who could maker her, what, powerful, in a sense? In moments Kastiel had her very close to him, and then kissed her. Before the kiss, Sophie could tell that he was being very serious, by the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes...such gorgeous eyes. She knew there was something very dark happening in that kiss. It was something that gave her such enjoyment and yet it also hinted at something powerful and dark. Eventually, Kastiel gently pushed her away, still looking at her with those eyes that meant something. Sophie stared at him. Her soul? He wanted...her soul? "My soul?," she asked, "what exactly does that entail, Prince Kastiel?" She said sarcastically, yet giving a hint that she really did believe what he'd told her.

As she waited for his reply, she thought about a few different things. Severus was first and foremost. Sure, she never knew him, but the fact that her parents weren't the best people in the world, and Severus was almost like a hero to her and to others as well....she felt like she had someone to live up to. Severus had been a Death Eater, something dark, evil, and known to be killers. He'd played spy, never giving up his orders and still dabbling in the evil that they were still fighting the aftermath of today. Severus would surely be proud if she get in on whatever it was that Kastiel was a part of. But her soul.....

The other thing that she thought about was Cole. Sure, they weren't dating. Hell ,they weren't anything at all, but what if at some point Cole made some sort of move in that direction? It didn't even have to be Cole...anybody could potentially want her to be his. Then what? How would they react when they found out that she and her soul already belong to Kastiel? Would they continue, or leave her high and dry? She thought and mulled things over in her head while she still looked into Kastiel's eyes. "I change my mind," she started, a slow grin playing on her lips, "I'll give you my soul, but I want to live eternally as well. Like you. And with you being a prince, eventually you're going to rise to power. I want to be with you when you do. I want to be a part of that. You can have my soul, but don't you dare leave me behind." IF he rose to power, and everyone knew his name, she wanted her name known too. Especially if he held her soul. Being immortal, and living forever, she could use that to her benefit as well. Severus would be proud, right?

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[Kastiel Sorin Savage]

Kastiel tilted his head to the side and gave her a cocky smile as she asked what he meant by her soul. If you were to give me your soul it means that when you die someday I will come to collect it and no other man, beast or otherworldly soul may take it from me. It's nothing really that will matter to you at the moment...you have your whole life ahead of you, so what is a soul to you when your no where near death? He questioned her with a mischievous smile.

He laughed slightly as she tried to bargain her soul for eternity. He shook his head gently as he gave her a serious frown, That is something so much more valuable than your soul. What you ask is nearly impossible. I would be a fool to give you eternity for the price of your soul...It's a very foolish bargain for you to suggest. I don't think you understand the implications such a request you ask of me. To give you eternity would be for me to take you as my bride and I do not yet love you...therefor such a spell would be impossible for me to do for you. Besides...to be forever mine you would also be cursed...If you ever cheated or flirted with another soul....Both of us would suffer instant eternal death and our souls would become nothing but non-returnable death. I do not know you enough nor do I like you enough to risk my life on you. He told her with harshness so his words would come across to her as honest brutal truth.... As far as I know...I am incapable of love and the ability to be faithful to one soul....if you can some how change that in me and make me fall in love with you...Maybe someday I will reconsider your request and take you as my bride...though that seems rather unattainable don't you think? I doubt even you like the idea of tying yourself down to one guy at your age? He nodded before she could answer, For me to own your soul however would buy you my companionship. If your soul was mine I would be bound to protect it from series harm of others....That I see as a worthy bargain. He told her as he looked into her dark eyes with his blue ones.

[Sophie Septimius Snape]

Sophie stared at the boy in front of her. Messing with her soul was a new experience. She thought about it. She didn't believe in heaven or hell, or anything in between. So once she was dead, she'd be a random soul flying around with nowhere to go anyway. But if he was going to collect her soul, something had to be there. It really did need a place to go. Hm. Interesting. She'd do some research on it later. "Fine ,take my soul. It's not like I'm going to use it. It's nothing to me anyway....ohp, wait.....I'll have to mull that over. But having a companion for the rest of my life is so peachy!" she said nastily and sarcastically, getting more and more irritated by the boy and his presence as he kept talking. So she was used to getting her way, so? She wasn't getting it and that was making her mad.

Sophie immediately started tuning him out once he said he couldn't make her immortal. Well, there were other ways to become immortal. Like getting bitten by various different breeds. A potion was out of the question, for the time being. There wasn't a known potion for something like that. It was something Severus constantly wrote in his books. Sophie would someday find that potion, though, and keep it to herself. So although Kastiel wouldn't make her immortal, she'd be immortal, in the end. And either they'll be able to rule together, or against each other. That woudl be fun. A war. She jumped up on the table, contemplating her possible reign.

Kastiel was right. She wasn't anywhere near falling in love, so it really didn't matter. And if the boy couldn't stay faithful, what was the point anyway? But if her soul was his, like he said, he would be obligated to make sure that nothing could harm it. So did that mean she could screw around as much as possible? Oh, no. He said her soul was safe, not her life. So...that meant that if she played the game right, he would come to her rescue. She could walk right into someone's lair who would want her soul, and he would show up. That could be a fun game, and could get quite annoying if she lived long enough. What if she did find a way to be immortal? Then would her soul still be his? That's a lot of years of playing her come-get-me game. Well, she wasn't done with her pleading at any rate. She put on a pouty face and crossed her arms over her chest. "But that's no fun. I want some fun!" As he looked into her eyes, she looked into his, furrowing her brow in a pout. "I guess I'll just go back to a certain orphanage full or kids who used to pick on me. They seem to have very bad migraines in the mornings these days. I can't seem to think why..." she said, shrugging. But then she remembered she was supposed to be pouting and put her pouty face back on. "Now I'm grumpy. Or...." she said, biting her bottom lip and a more excited expression coming to her face. "We could just meet up like this whenever I'm really, really bored, and see what happens," she said, shrugging and leaning closer to him. "It could be fun. Besides, I'll find other means of becoming immortal. That'll be fun too." SHe smiled and bit her bottom lip again.

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