Brewing Truth and Love

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Monday arrived and Aria's nerves were on edge that morning as she made her way to one of the Manor's many fireplaces to Floo over to Oxford to begin her work day. Sebastian had tried calling her again a few more times over the weekend, and while of course Aria hadn't answered, she really didn't want to see him in person either. She knew he would most likely be looking for her though, whether to explain himself, or maybe even apologize, Aria wasn't sure she could handle it right now. She just wanted to be left alone in her spot in the library to do her work peacefully and quietly. She wanted to be surrounded by books and nothing else. At least today she wouldn't have to hear the insistent buzzing of the little magical book she had found, since it would be here at the Manor with Lucius while he worked on translating it and figuring out what it meant for them.

Lucius walked her over to the fireplace and handed her a handful of Floo Powder, but not before bringing her close into his body and crushing his lips up against hers in a possessive and mind-numbing kiss. "If you need any help at all...if you need me for any reason...if anyone bothers you....please apparate back home right away. Don't hesitate," Lucius said as his fierce grey eyes pierced her green ones.

"I will," Aria said as she clutched to the lapels of his cloak and kissed him back just as passionately. She really didn't want to be parted from him. She wished she could stay home and work on the book with him. She of course loved Oxford and the work, but the incident with Sebastian had tainted everything.

"Come back to me soon my love," Lucius said as Aria situated herself firmly in the fireplace as she was about to Floo her way to Oxford.

"Always," Aria practically whispered, since the next second she spoke loudly and clearly, "Jericho Tavern," and she was off in a flash of green flame.

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Aria didn't know what to expect the moment she landed in Jericho Tavern and she noticed she had flinched slightly when she stepped out of their fireplace almost as if she had expected Sebastian to be there waiting for her the moment she arrived. Luckily he wasn't, and Aria let out a big breath she had been holding and felt a bit better. She felt even more calmed when she strolled through the sunny, gorgeous streets of Oxford as she made her way to the Bodleian.

Still no sign of Sebastian. Good, she thought as she continued walking and enjoying the sights of the magical and ancient city. However, she knew she wasn't safe yet, as he could most likely definitely be waiting for her in the section of the library she worked in. She eventually made her way up to the grand front doors of the library, she had arrived rather suddenly it seemed as her mind was so preoccupied and she shook her head a bit trying to dispel the nerves that had now come back tenfold.

She made her way hurriedly through the muggle section of the library, a place she normally loved to look around and marvel at, but not today. She couldn't quite shake her nerves, and she was beginning to become agitated that one man could hold so much power over the not so good feelings she had within her mind and body. As she passed through the magical bookcase that led into the wizarding section of the library and then up the spiral staircase to the area in which she worked in, she noticed her hands started to shake a bit as Sebastian was surely going to be up on the second floor waiting for her arrival.

However, Sebastian was no where to be found in her work area, and Aria, again, let out a huge sigh of relief. Thank goodness he wasn't there. Her nerves were so on edge and she didn't want to talk to him. Perhaps he had gotten the hint by her lack of returning his calls that she didn't want to talk to him yet. Maybe not even ever again. Feeling a thousand pounds of weight being lifted off her shoulders, Aria shrugged out of her coat and set her bags on one of the desks as she got ready to work. She would be focusing on the French language stacks of texts today and she was quite excited. She loved anything to do with French history and artifacts, and these rare and ancient books were simply oozing with magic and mystery. Her heritage was also strongly French too and so she was excited to see if she would be able to find anything about her family in these texts. Rolling up her sleeves she dove into her project with a relieved and excited smile on her face. Maybe today wouldn't be so bad after all.

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