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I heard Stefan sleeps with a big collection of unicorn plushies.

It ended too soon. The feeling was just coming back to Francesca's legs when Basilio brushed his fingertips across her arm, effectively turning them back into jelly. She couldn't tell if it was the cold or the adrenaline causing her to tremble, but for as long as she was wrapped up in Basilio's...

[font=times new roman]When Basilio looked away, Francesca was certain she felt her heart sink straight to the bottom of the ocean. It was too late. The damage she had done was irreversible, and she had no one but herself to blame. All of a sudden, another pang of guilt struck her in the stomach...

[font=times new roman]Unfortunately, Basilio had a point. What had Francesca really been expecting him to say, anyway? That he was truly, deeply, madly in love with her sister, and wished to marry her right away? Francesca bit her lip with such force her pointed incisor almost drew blood. In...

[font=times new roman]Francesca wasn't entirely sure why Basilio had stopped walking. Curious, she followed his gaze to the shallow depths of the sea before them. At the sight of the duelling crabs, the corners of Francesca's mouth upturned into a smile, but it disappeared just as quickly when...

[font=times new roman]Francesca's grip on Italian was not firm enough for her to dissect every word in Basilio's sentence, but she began to blush all the same. The flood of adrenaline that she thought was long gone suddenly rushed straight back to her toes as his soft lips pressed against her...

I thought Dumbledore was allowed to apparate in Hogwarts. But then I like to think the wind in his beard thing is true :r =))

[font=times new roman]The soft lines on Basilio's face were all the more beautiful in the moonlight. Francesca was stunned that she hadn't noticed just how handsome he was until now. Now that the tears in her eyes had dried, Fran turned to look into Basilio's. His voice was so captivating that...

Mate, probably!

[font=times new roman]He's coming. He's not going to come. He's coming. He's not going to come. Francesca's body shuddered, the cold seeping from her toes up her legs and spreading through her torso. She stared out to the vast expanse of ocean before her, wondering why she'd bother to come at...

[font=times new roman]In a dock on the south-western coast of Italy, a small boat chummed the water. Lit only by the soft glow of the midnight moon, Francesca Kendall-White shivered in her dress. Without her sister to accompany her, Fran felt extremely alone. Italy was still a place of...

[font=times new roman]For the second time in under a minute, Francesca spun on her heel to greet the person behind her. It's a good job I wasn't actually using the toilet, Fran thought as she came face to face with Basilio. There were very few situations she could think of that were more...

[font=times new roman]Francesca smiled gratefully as Basil showed her the way to their guest bathroom. She felt a little guilty for leaving him and Keira alone, especially after the way Keira had behaved, but Francesca couldn't take it any more. For years she'd taken responsibility for her...

[font=times new roman]Francesca followed Basilio to the bar and sat down. Her warning glances towards Keira were doing little to improve her sister's attitude, and Francesca was beginning to lose all hope. She wished she could apologise dearly to his Mother, who was probably not feeling...

[font=times new roman]Not seconds after Francesca had knocked on the Raven's front door, it had swung open, revealing a beautiful marble foyer. Moments later, the young witches were being greeted by a very enthusiastic, talkative lady. "Hello! You must be Emiliana," Francesca said with an...

[font=times new roman]The October sun was already high in the sky when Francesca Kendall-White woke at last. Her crisp white linen sheets were wrapped around her body, tangled between her legs and feet. She kicked them off, lying splayed out on the bed for a moment. A cool breeze crept through...

I'm just gonna go with the second one. :r

It seemed the sudden change in the woman's attitude had not only confused Francesca, but also Silvester. She looked at him, slightly bewildered, but gave a tiny shrug. It was the best place she could be, anyway, much better than her own pokey flat. She nodded towards the woman thankfully...

Francesca was starting to get worried. The tension between everyone was just part of it. Silvester wanted Floretta to live with him? What about her? Did that mean he wanted her to live with him too? Francesca had so many questions she needed to ask, but she felt embarassed in front of the woman...

A sad look came upon Francesca's face. No, Floretta did not know who he was, but she didn't have the guts to tell him. To her, this man was just a stranger, a nobody, and that struck a pain in Fran's heart. She shook her head, biting her lip and trying not to let her eyes water. 'That woman...