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Post by sam on May 17, 2009 12:57:39 GMT -5
Samantha Simpson sat at her desk, just outside her husband's office. She was waiting for him to return from some meeting or other, one that she chose not to attend. Sam had tried to keep herself busy during the hour he had been gone but, her mind wouldn''t allow it. She sat her desk, staring at the papers in front of her with a blank expression. Sam tried not to think about it - what might happen to her family - but, she couldn't help it. The thoughts were always there.
First, Samantha was always afraid that something might happen to Titus, on the job. Now, more then ever, she was afraid of something happening to him. The current "Dark Lord" business didn't help sooth her nerves either. The only thing that did, was that she got to see him everyday, and be with him. It was the only thing that kept her from going insane with the fear of loosing him. To make matters worse, she was more worried about her children than ever before.
The disappearance of Cory nearly killed her. For the entire two weeks he was gone, she spent nearly every second of each day in his room. She felt lost, and guilty. Sam constantly thought it was her fault, that she should have kept a closer eye on him. There were so many people around that day, and her attention had been drawn to something else. If she would have just stopped and looked, she would have seen him wandering off. Maybe if she would have saw him gone just a little bit earlier, she could have found him before that man took him. Sam blamed herself, even though she knew, in the back of her head, she wasn't at fault.
Sam's thoughts also drifted ot her marriage. The stress of a lost child should make two people, a family, pull together, not apart. They didn't show it on the outside but, they weren't the same. It was funny how one small event could change something to quickly. Samantha felt that this too, was also her fault. If she wouldnt' have lost Cory, she would have freaked out on Titus, and said such awful things to him. She blamed his job as Minister, but she knew it wasn't fault. Same knew Titus loved his job, even though it entailed possible dangers, which were growing very real for them. Sam still blamed herself.
Sam sighed, realizing she had let her mind go off into her depressing thoughts. She shouldn't be so worried about her boys. All of them, included Titus, were well protected. Plus, with one son in the muggle world, wizards wouldn't dare go looking for him. Get to work, she told herself. The more she worked, the less she thought about it. She glanced at the clock, thinking Titus should have already been back. Meetings tended to run long but, she hated it when that happened. Until then, Samantha went back to her work, filling out forms, and answering inter-office notes and writing out memos.
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Post by titus on May 17, 2009 16:33:09 GMT -5
Titus said good bye to Harry and made his way to his office. He stopped for a moment and saw Sam. He knew that she is already worried about him and the fight he had had been in wasn't really that good and he was still a bit sore a bit. With a black eye and most likely a black and blue back wasn't going to sit will with her and he hoped if she did notice that she will not try to talk him out of being the Minister of Magic. He didn't want that at all. He was glad he got to see Grimauld place and did find the place quite funny.
Taking a deep breath he walked towards his office and took his key out. Trying to hide his black and blue eye from Sam which thank goodness was facing the oppisite side of her at the moment but then realized that she is going to find out sooner or later. He looked down the hall and saw at least four people from the Auror department heading their way. Great he had to sent them now! he thought. He quickly made his way over there and explain to wait for a half an hour to let him explain to his wife before she gets even more worried than she already seems to be about his job. They had looked at each other but then allowed it and went to get something to eat which takes about an half an hour.
Walking back towards Sam for a moment he wondered how he was going to tell her that he had been beaten up just because of his position. He stopped at her desk for a moment and then walked towards his door again and then stopped once more. Why couldn't he tell her the truth. Mainly because he was worried about her and his kids. He was even more worried what she would say if he sent off Brandon to America all ready with his parents. He had done that when he was with Harry and sent them a letter.
Deciding what he was going to do he turned and faced his wife again. "I sent Brandon off to live with my parents in America until the war is over. I don't need him to get hurt or kidnapped for that matter of fact." he said with a small frown. "I also have something else to tell you. Cory is in St. Mungo's and he's all right and he has been in a fight but he will be all right soon enough to go back to Hogwarts where he will be safe. But on the way back here I will got beat up and my back is a bit sore but I don't know if it's black and blue. I know my stomach is black and blue and so is my eye." he said with a small frown on his face.
He took a deep breath and decided he may as well tell her the other things as well. "I ran into Harry who I sent a letter too and I had a feeling something may happen and so when I told him if I'm not there by the time he got to his office something bad had happen and he needs to come find me. Well had to come find me. Well there's something I have to tell you that you may not like. Where ever I go there has to be a guard. Harry is going to put our house with guards as well so nothing happens and that's when I decided that while this war is going on Brandon doesn't need to be part of. And plus he doesn't know any magic and I know you are going to miss him. We will visit every chance we have I promise." he said with a small smile.
"Oh and I bought Cory a dog last year and he named it Scrappy. We kept him at Oliver's for a while. But I guess ever since he lost his wife he's been getting drunk." he said with a frown. "So he doesn't want to leave Scrappy at Oliver's anymore during the summer so he's coming to stay with us and no he isn't having a dog house. Scrappy is going to sleep with Cory. But if you have a problem with that then you will have to tell him but let him keep Scrappy. It seems to do him good and he's quite happy." he told her. "Oh and before you ask me to quit being the Minister of Magic because of what just happened it isn't going to happen. This world needs me. I need to be there for him so I am not going to give it up just because some people decide to beat me up." he told her with a small smile.
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Post by sam on May 17, 2009 19:08:04 GMT -5
Sam forced herself to be absorbed in the paperwork. Her mind left the disturbing thoughts alone, for now. Instead, she concentrated on the inquiries from other departments, and such things. It was enough to last awhile, at least until she got home. Sam hated having an empty house. It felt, foreign to not hear the boys yelling or, much of anything except a ticking clock. The jingling of keys ripped Samantha away from her work.
She looked up, and let out a silent sigh of relief, seeing Titus preparing to go in his office. He's safe, she thought to herself. Little did she know, some of her worst fears were about to be revealed to her, from Titus. Sam looked back down at the papers in front of her, pretending to be working. Titus hadn't said anything, not even a greeting. She grew suspicious, that something had happened - or, he was still angry with her. He had a right to be, she had said some pretty horrible things.
Then, it hit. The news - news Sam didn't want to hear. When Titus began speaking, she looked up - immediately taking notice to his black eye. Her lips tightened together, and her hand flew to cover her mouth. The words he spoke barely hit her ears but, she heard him. She frowned, trying to absorb all the information at once. It was a lot to take in, her husband beaten, a son in St. Mungos, and another far away. It was almost too much for her to handle.
Instead of getting angry about it, Sam stood up and reached out to Titus. She wrapped herself around him, and hugged him, to heck with being professional. Of course, she was mad at him but, at the same time she couldn't be. Titus had done what he had to do to keep them all safe. For a few minutes, she didn't say anything. Sam didn't trust herself to. Instead, she held onto Titus, fighting off tears. When Sam had her emotions somewhat controlled, she pulled back slightly, moving her hand to the side of his face - the good side, without any bruises. "Are you okay?" she asked, it what was barely a whisper. Sam didn't trust herself to talk much louder.
Sam's emotions were running deep, and high. She tried to prevent herself from saying more than she had too but, she couldn't. "How could send Brandon away, without asking me? Or, at least letting me say goodbye?" Samantha stepped away from Titus, crossing her arms to prevent herself from hitting him. "It's stuff like this we are suppose to talk about before you go and do," she said, frowning. Sam's voice rose, getting a bit high pitched which usually happened when she was upset.
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Post by titus on May 18, 2009 19:00:10 GMT -5
Titus felt his wife's arm go around him and he winced a bit because of the back. "You had to hug me around the waist?" he asked her with a small smile. "It's okay though it's sore like I said." she saidw ith a smile on her face. "I think I got a bruise on my back." he said with a small frown. "I hate bruises they take forever to get rid of!" he said looking at his wife for a moment. "I'm sorry for trying to hide it from you a moment ago but then I realized you were going to find out anyways at home." he said with a small frown.
Titus had to laugh at that. "I knew you weren't going to be happy about that. They haven't left yet. I told them to swing by our house tomorrow morning around nine so you can say good-bye to Brandon. And he's staying at our house tonight so we can have an evening together before he's goes off to America." he told her as he watched her fold her arms. She only don't that to prevent herself from hitting him and he had seen her doing that before. And plus he usually deserved it half the time even though Oliver keeps telling him he doesn't deserve any of that and he maybe right but he wasn't going to listen to him anytime soon.
Titus looked at her for a moment. "I know but what am I supposed to do? Wait to tell my parents that they can't take him without talking to my wife when there is a war going on? The Dark Lord won't wait. He is the most Vunloerable only because he is our only muggle child." he whispered in a quiet tone. He didn't really want to blabber that only because he wasn't sure if there were any bad people there. "I had been thinking about it for a long time Sam. I really had and I don't like it much either but it's the only way we can save Brandon. Erik and Cory will be safe at Hogwarts. Plus Erik and Cory knows magic while Brandon doesn't." he said with a small frown. "Or were you talking about the puppy? That on the other hand couldn't tell Cory no! The look on his face. I can never say no to Cory and you know that!" he said with a frown. Lately all they had been doing was arguing. And it was usually about getting an House elf or other things like their kids but he hoped that they wouldn't get a divorce.
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Post by sam on May 19, 2009 12:33:06 GMT -5
Sam let go, worry was written across her face. This was the kind of thing she was worried about happening. Her feelings were right - it did happen. There was nothing she could do about it, and she hated that fact. Sam knew it was pointless to try to convince Titus to step down. She was just afraid that something worse would happen next time - even if the Minister's security was increased.
He was laughing? Sam's expression went hard. How could he laugh? It wasn't very funny. She had to let out at least a small breath of relief. At least she'd get to say goodbye to her son. Still, it tore out Sam's heart to let him go - even though she knew he would be safer. However, a thought came to Sam. If this new Dark Lord wanted to use Titus' family against him - what would stop him from finding Brandon? Nothing. They weren't safe anywhere - none of them. Cory and Erik may be at Hogwarts but, if someone really wanted to get to them - they would. No, you can't think like that.. she told herself.
Sam sighed, relaxing her arms. "If you have been thinking about it for awhile, you still should have talked about it with me. That's our problem, you don't tell what you're thinking," She sighed again, and closed the distance between them. "I know, you did what you had to," Sam said quietly. "I just....I don't anything to happen to the boys, or you," she said even quieter, biting her lower lip.
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Post by titus on May 20, 2009 18:59:44 GMT -5
Titus looked at her for a moment. He watched her unfold her arms before she spoke. And he just wrapped his arms around her when she closed the distance between them. "I don't know how to Sam. I'm trying believe me I am trying to tell you everything. You don't know how many times I have tried. Two weeks ago when I came into the kitchen while you were cooking I was going to then but couldn't find the words and walked back out. I wasn't mad at you or anything. I just couldn't get the words out!" he said with a frown. "I'm sorry that I disscuss this together and maybe in the future if you see me come in a room and then leave I may just have something fighting inside my head and maybe just ask and we could take things step by step. Don't just walk away work with me on it and if it has to be written down on paper then let it be and then talk about it." he said with a small frown.
"Neither do I Sam." he said with a frown. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you or the boys either. Which is why I am letting my parents take him to America. They of course is going to use fake names while they are there but they will be using their actual names until then and when they get there they are going to get their names changed legally and they are going to act like his parents. We got it all planned out and it's fool proof. Brandon is going dye his hair blonde. My mom is going to have red hair and trust me I have my mom's hair and my dad is well going to with black." he whispered. He knew there were dark wizards there in the Ministry office as well. "Brandon will be safe. As for Cory and Erik at least they have Hogwarts and Neville." he said with a small smile.
"Talking about kids do you remember shopping with Dannielle Wood during the summer?" he asked her for a moment. "Well Dannielle quit the DA and is rumored hanging out with Scoripus Malfoy and has probably joined the Slytherin Gang!" he said with a small frown. "I am trying to figure out how to change all that. I need someone talk to her and see if we can get her back into the Dumbledore's Army!" he told her. "This is easier than I thought. I'm disscussing something with you!" he said with a smile on his face. "Do you think you can talk to her?" he asked her with a small frown.
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Post by sam on May 20, 2009 21:47:59 GMT -5
Samantha closed her eyes for a moment as Titus took her in his arms. She missed that about him. She had missed the sudden sense of security she got when he held it. Right now, she needed it and it did make her feel slightly better. Sam tilted her head up, to getting a better look at his face. Her eyes softened, as did her expression. "Okay," she whispered in agreement to him. Sam wanted to hug him again, but remembered his injuries and thought better of it. Instead, she kissed the non-injured side of his face again. "Just remember that I love you Titus," she said.
Sam sighed again. She knew it was probably better if Brandon went away with Titus' parents. It made sense. The fake names and hair change would do well to trick mugges but, there was still a small sense of doubt. A small, small voice that said they could still be found. Sam kept that thought to herself. She didn't want to risk upsetting Titus, not now. All she wanted was the rest of the day with him, and the rest of her family. "I'll take care of their hair. It'll be better if I used magic, then they won't have to keep redying it," she said in a low voice to match Titus'.
Sam took a quick second to think about the girl Titus mentioned. She nodded once, after remembering the boys talking about her. "You want me to talk to her?" Sam asked, her voice full of surprise. She shook her head, not to disagree but, just in disbelief. "This isn't their war," she muttered. "They are just babies," she added. How could Neville let such things be at Hogwarts? She knew all about the Slytherin Gang and Dumbledore's Army. Quite frankly, Sam disapproved. It was good to have the children pro-active but, the thought of children actually taking sides in a war - it just wasn't right. Plus, worry kicked back in. If there were kids taking sides like that, what was protecting Erik and Cory? "I don't know - I mean, I haven't really met her but," Sam sighed, again. "I don't like the idea of these sort of gangs at Hogwarts."
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Post by titus on May 22, 2009 12:18:26 GMT -5
Titus looked at his wife and smiled. "I will always remember that my dear!" he said with a smile on his face. "Always have. I will always love you Samantha Rose Simpson." he told his wife. And he would too for he loves her a lot and always had when he first met her. He never forgot the day. He was glad that he had married Samantha. He wouldn't know what to do without her at all. "I am so glad I've married you Sam. I don't know what I would do without you!" he said before he gave her a kiss.
Titus smiled a bit. "Good because I don't know how to do that!" he whispered to her. He truely didn't. In fact if he had done that he may have made his son's hair the color pink. His moms bright green and his dads purple. He had to laugh at that for a moment. "I just pictured Brandon's hair pink, my mom's bright green, and my dad's purple. It is a good idea you do otherwise they will end up with those colors!" he said with a smile on his face.
"Yes I want you to talk to her. I keep having this feeling that she thinks she is losing everyone." he said with a small frown. "She lost her mother. And she probably feels like she is loosing her father and if he doesn't stop drinking she is going to lose him. Cory told me he's been drinking and I don't want him to be around Cory anymore." he said with a small frown. "I know he lost a wife but he still has five kids to take care of and one of them still needs him. The youngest in fact. Dannielle still needs him. I know it." he said with a small frown.
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Post by sam on May 23, 2009 14:38:15 GMT -5
Samantha let out a quiet sigh. So there was light at the end of the tunnel after all. At least they knew they loved each other. Maybe that was just the entire reason why they fought in the first place. Sam cared so much for him, and her boys that she couldn't stand the constant thought of something that happened to them. What made her feel worse, was that something did happen to both Cory and Titus. That alone killed her inside. All she wanted was all three of her boys home, with her. At least there she could be there with them to protect them. Sitting behind a desk all day made her feel completely helpless.
Sam chuckled but, soon tightened her lips afterward. It was would interesting to just see Titus even attempting to dye his parents hair. "Did you have yourself checked out?" she asked, concern clear in her voice. Her brown eyes searched over his face again. The bruises looked like they were getting darker in colour. Sam sighed, for what felt like the millionth time. "Come on, I'll fix you up," she said, tugging at his hand. When you have three boys, you learn a few small healing spells to fix them up.
Sam thought about it for a few moments. She knew the Woods well, and the lose of Oliver's wife seemed to have taken a toll on the family. It was heart breaking to see. "Maybe, it's not Danielle that needs talking to but, Oliver," she said. "He probably just needs someone to talk to." Samantha didn't really know what to say to Danielle if she ever met up with her. She hadn't really experienced a loss like that. Her parents were still very much alive. "All daughters need their father," Sam added, still thinking Oliver was the one needing talking to. "Titus, I don't even know what I would say to her," she said.
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Post by titus on May 23, 2009 15:20:15 GMT -5
Titus looked at her for a moment. "Didn't have time too." he said with a sheepish smile. "I've been busy with Minister stuff you know!" he said with a small smile on his face. He loved the marriage life. He just didn't like the fighting part of it. But then again who does. He looked at her for a moment. "Have I lately told you that I love you?" he asked her with a smile on his face. "What if I told you that I can make it where you can be with the boys at Hogwarts?" he asked her with a small smile. "I've heard they need a new Herbology Professor and a Hufflepuff Head of House and you were in Hufflepuff and Cory is in that house! You can even do under cover work. I've heard of this gang Slytherin Gang and I want to know what they are up too!" he said with a small frown. "Before anyone gets hurt." he said with a small frown.
He gripped her hand. "Thank you for being my wife." he said with a smile. "And also thanks for fixing me up when you do." he said with a smile. "Is any of the things you are going to use going to sting?" he asked her with a worried look on his face. He didn't like the stinging stuff but he puts up with it a lot of the times when he had been injured back when the kids were still at home and getting into a lot of accidents. In fact she cleaned him up first and he would have to put on a brave face. Now though it isn't that bad but he still doesn't like the stuff.
"Oliver!" he said for a moment. He stood up instead of standing because of the bruise on his back. He thought about it more and more. "You may have a point. He isn't showing signs that he cares about his daughter or either of his kids and it's tearing them apart. I won't know what to say to him as my wife which is you is still alive." he said with a small smile. "And it seems like no one has any idea what to say to her. I guess I'll just have to...." he said for a moment and paused for a minute. "Why didn't I think of this before. An adult can't speak to her but a student about her age can. Especially if they had lost someone in the family. Oh wait she probably already done that with that Malfoy kid. But then again she could talk to someone who is in the DA!" he said with a small smile on his face.
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Post by sam on May 26, 2009 14:17:53 GMT -5
Samantha nodded. "You did tell me a few seconds ago," she smiled, and kissed his cheek again. Sam started to steer him toward his office but, his next comment made her stop. She turned to look at him. She was, to say the least, surprised by his suggestion. Sam really didn't know the first thing about teaching Herbology, much less to actual students. The idea of being able to be closer to two of her boys comforted that thought. However, the undercover bit, didn't sit well, not to mention it would put distance between her and Titus. Right now, she didn't want to do that. "Titus, as much as I want to be with the boys...I need to be here, with you. You need me here," she said, glancing at the floor and then back at him.
Sam giggled, something she hadn't done in ages. "Quite being such a baby," she teased him. She turned back toward his office, more or less pulling him in there with her. After they entered the office, Sam shut the door behind them, pulling out her wand at the same time. "No really, baby, this won't hurt at all," she joked again with a smile. "If it does, I'll just have to kiss it better." Sam took a moment to come up with the right mending spells. She pointed her wand to the areas of Titus' wounds and muttered a few words. His face healed rapidly, and she made him turn around so she could fix his back too. In a matter of minutes, she had him as good as new. "There. See, quick and painless," she said with a smile.
Sam nodded. "I'll talk to Oliver. I don't know what to say but, I'll think of something. As for Danielle, I'm sure she has her friends that can help her. She'll be fine, don't worry." Sam said, trying to sooth Titus' worries. "I don't want you to take on too much. Don't worry about Oliver, I'll take care of him. As for you, you are going to rest for the rest of day. No ifs, ands, or buts about it," Samantha said but, she couldn't help but grin at him.
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Post by titus on May 26, 2009 15:18:17 GMT -5
Titus smiled when he kissed her on the cheek. "I will always love you Sam. Don't ever forget that!" he said with a smile. He listened to everything she was saying. He smiled a bit though. Because part of him knew she was right. He did need her there. Who else was he going to talk to when he missed his boys. Harry would understand but he may say just deal with it. And Charlie well he was always off in Romania he didn't get along much with him anyways. "Then you don't have to. And you're right. I do need you!" he said with a smile on his face.
Titus frowned a bit when she told him to stop being such a baby but of course he should realized that she would be using magic more than the stuff they used on the kids when they were younger. But let her pull her into his office. He smiled a bit when she shut the door. He loved her joking and smiled a bit back at her. Titus didn't even feel the wounds heal and looked at the wall that had a mirror on the wall and saw that he had no black eye anymore. He turned around though when she mentioned to do so and waited. He didn't even feel anything there either. He turned towards his wife. "Thank you!" he said with a smile on his face. "And I forgot we aren't using the muggle stuff unless Brandon is around." he said with a smile on his face.
"Thank you dear." he said with a smile. "At least tell him that his daughter really does need him even if he doesn't realize that she does." he said with a small smile on his face. "And I can't help but worry. Dannielle is well some what close to our family or at least to Cory. They are good friends. Even if she is two years older than he." he said with a smile on his face. "I already took on too much but I'm dealing with it!" he said mentioning the job he has as the Minister of Magic. He then wondered if he lost that job what he was going to do after that job. "But I got loads of paper work to sign!" he said jokingly because he knew he already signed everything before he found out about his son being in St. Mungo's. "But really Sam what am I going to do if I ever lost you?" he asked her with a smile. "Shall we go home and call it a day since you aren't going to let me do much here at the office?" he asked her with a smile.
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Post by sam on Jun 4, 2009 17:35:12 GMT -5
"I'll never forget that," Samantha replied with a big smile. Today looked like it was turning out to be one of their better days - when it could have went the opposite. Sam nodded, "Who else is going to kiss you all better when your hurt?" she asked, though there was no need for an answer. "At least, there better not be anyone else," she said, but smiled, joking. Sam never thought Titus would ever do that to her, and she would never do it to him, no matter how bad their relationship got to be.
Sam took a step back, inspecting her healing work. She did a pretty good job, for not having any real formal trainig. She sigthed, "It its a heck of a lot easier," she said, commenting on the muggle ways. They tried to incorperate as much muggle ways as they could for Brandon - which was one reason why Sam didn't want a house elf. "Quick and painless," she said, kissing his cheek.
Sam sighed and nodded. "I'll do what I can with him. I can't force Oliver to listen but, if I offer to help him - as a mother - then maybe he'll come around. It just must be so hard," she said. Sam wouldn't know what to do if she was ever in Oliver's position. She'd probably put on a brave, strong face for the boys but, when she was alone she'd probably lose it. "You don't have to think about it because I'm not going anywhere," she said. Leaning againt Titus, she lovingly ran her hand through his hair. "Well, if you want to put it offically, it's more like the Minister is letting his a*sistant leave early - because he's leaving early," she said with a small smirk.
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Post by titus on Jun 5, 2009 15:14:50 GMT -5
”Good I hope you don’t my dear. Because without you there is no us!” he said with a big smile on his face. He was about to answer her question when she had said there shouldn’t be anyone else. He looked up at the ceiling and pretended to think for a moment and then had to smile. ”Santa Clause” he said with a joking tone and smart aleck tone of voice. ”Just kidding. I don’t want anyone but you to kiss me all better when I’m hurt. I honestly do!” he said with a truthful smile on his face.
He watch her take a step back to inspect her healing work. “I’ll say it is. I really don’t like that stuff that stings.” he said making an icky face. He truly didn’t like it but they mainly did it for Brandon’s sake. He smiled at her for a moment with a smile on his face. ”Oh I’m so glad you didn’t have to do it the muggle way Sam. Especially since that it had hurt a lot when I got beat up but I did try to stand up for myself. I don’t think I’m ever going to give up this position at all. I love it despise all the tough spots and I think you worry about me but all I have to say is thank you for letting me keep this job. Harry’s right. This world needs me!” he said with a smile on his face.
”That’s all I can ask but if you feel like it’s a lost cost then don’t worry about it. I sometimes think it’s just better taking her in until he is back on his right mind again. I know losing a wife is hard but then having to raise five kids all on your own must be tough. But he should be thankful enough that they are gone for nine months of the year. Cruento is old enough to move out and so is his oldest girl. But Andreas, his younger brother, and Dannielle can’t just move out yet. They don’t really have a place to go. I though have no idea why but is really worried for Dannielle.” he said with a small smile. “That is his baby girl and she needs him. I know how it is to lose someone you love like family.” he said with a small frown.
“Cedric Diggory was my best friend when I was at Hogwarts. He’s the one who gave me a chance and you know that.” he said with a small frown. ”And when he died I was torn that I didn’t want to do with anything for weeks but you were there for me and that is when I knew that I really liked you. Take that back. That was when I knew that I loved you. Because you have been there for me when no one else was. My parents didn’t know what was going on with me. But you knew I was torn and hurt and you just let me talk and cry when I needed too!” he said as he felt his eyes tear up. ”There wasn’t a day I wanted to go after Lord Voldemort but I knew I couldn’t. I knew that I was a chicken to go face him so I just went and continued living my life. he said with a frown. ”And part of me thinks that is what Cedric would have wanted that. He was always a gentle guy.” he said with a frown. A single tear had slid down his face. ”I will always remember him. I wanted to name one of our kids Cedric but neither of them had looked like a Cedric. And plus I think if I did I would probably push the kid to be just like him. Thank you for not letting name one of our three kids Cedric.” he told her wiping away that one tear and took a deep breath.
Titus loved it when Sam ran her fingers through his hair like she did. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Titus had to laugh at that at what she had said. ”I can think of it like that but you were the one who said I couldn’t work anymore today and no buts about its.” he said with a smile on his face. He loved her and he knew it. He never ever wanted to leave her for another woman. She maybe protective but he also knows that she has to be. Someone in the household has to be protective. ”I love you Sam. And I’ll never ever leave you for another woman. You can trust me when I say that.” he said with a smile. ”I’m pretty sure you still remember that one rumor about me being out late with another woman when it turned out to be my sister!” he said with a small frown. ”Ever since then I’ve been really careful not to be out late at night with my sister who everyone thought was another woman who had my heart when you are the only one who has my heart. And I think you know that!” he looked at her in the eyes as he let go of her waist and took one of her hands in his. ”Come on let’s go home!” he said with a smile on his face.
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Post by sam on Jun 10, 2009 9:23:46 GMT -5
Samantha smiled at him, throwing her arms around his neck. "Well, good. I plan on sticking around for a while so...I guess you are just stuck with me all the time, Minister," she teased. Slowly, she gently kiss his face and neck, hitting all the spots were there once were cuts or bruises. Sam ended with kissing Titus full on the lips. "There, now you're better," she teased.
Sam shook her head slightly at Titus' story of the boy named Cedric Diggory. She remembered that day well. It was horrible, seeing Harry Potter come back with a lifeless body. She could still remember hearing Amos Diggory's cries for his son. Sam sighed and just nodded. She never could say much during these old stories. She knew who Cedirc was, but she was never friends him with. Back then, her heart went out to Titus. He looked sad and lonely, and one day she just felt she had to do something for him. So, she was there for him when he needed it. That was something that would never change either.
Sam rolled her eyes at the metnion of the old rumor. It started circulationg not too long after she started. She couldn't forget the constant stares she got when she walked into a lift, or some floor. It had all been rather annoying, espcially since Sam knew Titus had been with his sister that night. "That's good to know Titus....and I love you, too."[/b[ she said lightly. Taking his hand, she prepared to leave but, suddenly had a thought. "I bet you any money, there is a reporter for the Phrophet out there, waiting for you to make some sort of statement about your attach."[/b[ she said, as if she knew what was outside his office door.
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