Disclaimers: I do not own these characters except for Jessica Weaver and
Other characters that you do not recognize. The others belong to J.K.R.
I know this one is a very short chapter, but the best ones are coming up. Trust me on this one. They are soon to get together again.
RWH
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Nineteen
Friday 5/2
Jessica sat on a corner sipping at a canned soda. She appeared to those that pass her to be aloof and at ease in her surroundings but for those who took a moment more to look into her eyes, saw a woman with a more acute and vivid form of awareness. She was indeed, aware of everything and everyone around her. Thankfully, no one stopped long enough to talk to her. No one wanted to chat with a dirty, homeless person, no matter how aloof she appeared to be and she was grateful for that because she was on a look out for someone else and didn't want to be distracted.
She ran a finger through her hair and groaned as she felt the tangles. It would take months to get rid of all the filth on her, and it was only a week since the fire happened. Wonder how bad she would feel after two weeks. She shivered at that thought and ran a hand over her face, which also felt a bit gritty. She felt like a common street urchin although she did have on clean clothes from the shelter, but even clean clothes didn't make her feel any cleaner. The showers at the shelter weren't the safest place to be alone in so she didn't regularly bathe. But only taking to it at odd times when she knew others would be in the middle of something else or when the mothers were in with their children. She didn't trust to be anywhere near some of the men that she met in the dreary place.
She took another sip of her soda and reached into her bag to see how much cash she had left over. Not much, what little bit of money she had was really starting to dwindle down into pocket change. If she didn't find a job soon she would be in real deep trouble. Her biggest problem was her Visa expired and no one wanted to hire someone without a permanent address except for things that she refused to provide. She may be homeless but she wasn't easy.
Thankfully, the shelter did provide two hot meals a day provided that you volunteer for duties occasionally. Which she did. She scrubbed floors, washed dishes and did occasional babysitting as the children's mothers went in search of work as well.
She caressed her stomach affectionately. For her baby's sake, she would get through this. It was still so early in the pregnancy that one couldn't tell that she was with child, but she could feel something there almost like a deep inner presence. Like it was trying to reach out and communicate somehow. It was hard to explain, but she was more aware of it inside of her with every day. Like it had an aura, a powerful feeling of something, something she couldn't put her finger on.
It was like when she was with Severus. There was just this overriding feeling of.security.
Severus, where are you? We need you.
She leaned back into the steps taking on an air of casualty while simultaneously watching the area around her. Her old apartment was just up the block and her old burned out pub was just around the corner. 'The Naked Lady's' remains were in the midst of being cleared away. The debris was disappearing by the minute. She watched as trucks hauled away the burnt lumber one by one. A heavy heart thudded in her chest as she watched her memories get carried away with the rubble.
That building would be burnt into her mind and soul for the rest of her life. It was the first place she had found work when she arrived in this country. It was where she had made what few friends she had in the city and it was there that she had met and fell in love with Severus.
She closed her eyes as another truck rolled by and the image of Severus came to her vision. She had hoped that he would somehow come by this location today. This was Friday, almost a week since the pub burnt to the ground. She watched the streets, hopeful. Hopeful, Severus would come by.
Please, come by.
Her gaze settled suspiciously on two men as they wondered, more like staggered, up the street. The two looked as if they had just came from a night binge from the evening before and didn't realize that another day had passed in their drunken haze. They looked disheveled and dangerous and she didn't like the looks of them at all. She frowned when they stopped to look at her giving her the once over before lowering their heads to whisper to each other. She consciously crossed her arms across her breast as she watched them communicate with each other before one nodded and approached her reaching into his pocket.
"How much?" He asked with a disgusting amused grin.
She glared up into his dark eyes and gave him what she hoped was a scathing look.
"For the both of us.two hours.how much?" The man tried again and indicated the other one standing on the sidewalk swaying slightly.
"More than you could ever afford." She snapped harshly.
"You'd be surprised what I can afford. How much?" He reached out to touch her hair and she snapped back out of his reach causing him to chuckle then frown at her harsh voice.
"Fuck off. Go find yourself a real whore."
The men exchanged looks and the shorter man shrugged. The man before her replaced his jingling bag back into his pocket before giving her a sheepish look.
"Apologies."
She shrugged and turned her attention from them only watching them in her peripheral vision as they did what she suggested.
They fucked off.
Remus and Sirius continued down the road not even recognizing the filthy woman from that fateful day, just barely over a month ago when they drug a fighting Severus behind them into the muggle pub. That was the first and only time they ever saw her. They didn't even consider that the woman they had just propositioned for sex was the same woman that Severus was desperate to find. It just didn't enter their mind as they moved on.
Jessica watched the men tramp off and frowned. Getting to her feet she smoothed down the blouse she wore and with a look of determination took off walking. It was getting late and if Severus was going to show he would have been there by now. Sitting there wasn't accomplishing anything. She couldn't waste any more time waiting for someone that may never come back and she had someone else to think about now. She needed a job. She needed money, and most of all, she needed a permanent place to call home until the baby comes and then.
She sighed before continuing with that thought. Then, maybe she would go back home, with her tail between her legs and listen as her parents tell her 'I told you so.' until the winter comes and goes for decades there after.
She nearly tripped over a shoelace and paused at a corner to bend down and re-tie her shoes. A loud racket erupted from behind her but before she could react, she heard a yell and felt a shove. She attempted to reach out to brace for an impact but found her hands were still wrapped up in her shoelaces and her reflexes to slow to stop her from toppling forward. Before she knew it, she was falling headfirst into a hard looking brick wall.
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A/Ns and Acknowledgements: Thank you all so much for your comments. They are very helpful.
someone28 Wouldn't be true to myself if I ended this story to soon. I need more angst.but don't worry, they will find each other again
J.S. Sumner: LOL, You are forgiven, only because I know EXACTLY how you feel about not being a morning person. I'm a complete bitch until around oneish. I'm glad that Severus punching Lucius made you happy. I know it mad me happy. As for Dumbledore, he will appear in the story in the next few chapters. And, Hum.Janette.I think I found the name of my NEXT heroine.hehe
NiteQueen: It's all right. I understand how real life can be, school and family comes first. And Like I said to someone else, Albus will be making his appearance soon. Things will definitely be looking up for the couple.
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Please don't forget to review!
Blessed Be!
RWH
I know this one is a very short chapter, but the best ones are coming up. Trust me on this one. They are soon to get together again.
RWH
~~~
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Nineteen
Friday 5/2
Jessica sat on a corner sipping at a canned soda. She appeared to those that pass her to be aloof and at ease in her surroundings but for those who took a moment more to look into her eyes, saw a woman with a more acute and vivid form of awareness. She was indeed, aware of everything and everyone around her. Thankfully, no one stopped long enough to talk to her. No one wanted to chat with a dirty, homeless person, no matter how aloof she appeared to be and she was grateful for that because she was on a look out for someone else and didn't want to be distracted.
She ran a finger through her hair and groaned as she felt the tangles. It would take months to get rid of all the filth on her, and it was only a week since the fire happened. Wonder how bad she would feel after two weeks. She shivered at that thought and ran a hand over her face, which also felt a bit gritty. She felt like a common street urchin although she did have on clean clothes from the shelter, but even clean clothes didn't make her feel any cleaner. The showers at the shelter weren't the safest place to be alone in so she didn't regularly bathe. But only taking to it at odd times when she knew others would be in the middle of something else or when the mothers were in with their children. She didn't trust to be anywhere near some of the men that she met in the dreary place.
She took another sip of her soda and reached into her bag to see how much cash she had left over. Not much, what little bit of money she had was really starting to dwindle down into pocket change. If she didn't find a job soon she would be in real deep trouble. Her biggest problem was her Visa expired and no one wanted to hire someone without a permanent address except for things that she refused to provide. She may be homeless but she wasn't easy.
Thankfully, the shelter did provide two hot meals a day provided that you volunteer for duties occasionally. Which she did. She scrubbed floors, washed dishes and did occasional babysitting as the children's mothers went in search of work as well.
She caressed her stomach affectionately. For her baby's sake, she would get through this. It was still so early in the pregnancy that one couldn't tell that she was with child, but she could feel something there almost like a deep inner presence. Like it was trying to reach out and communicate somehow. It was hard to explain, but she was more aware of it inside of her with every day. Like it had an aura, a powerful feeling of something, something she couldn't put her finger on.
It was like when she was with Severus. There was just this overriding feeling of.security.
Severus, where are you? We need you.
She leaned back into the steps taking on an air of casualty while simultaneously watching the area around her. Her old apartment was just up the block and her old burned out pub was just around the corner. 'The Naked Lady's' remains were in the midst of being cleared away. The debris was disappearing by the minute. She watched as trucks hauled away the burnt lumber one by one. A heavy heart thudded in her chest as she watched her memories get carried away with the rubble.
That building would be burnt into her mind and soul for the rest of her life. It was the first place she had found work when she arrived in this country. It was where she had made what few friends she had in the city and it was there that she had met and fell in love with Severus.
She closed her eyes as another truck rolled by and the image of Severus came to her vision. She had hoped that he would somehow come by this location today. This was Friday, almost a week since the pub burnt to the ground. She watched the streets, hopeful. Hopeful, Severus would come by.
Please, come by.
Her gaze settled suspiciously on two men as they wondered, more like staggered, up the street. The two looked as if they had just came from a night binge from the evening before and didn't realize that another day had passed in their drunken haze. They looked disheveled and dangerous and she didn't like the looks of them at all. She frowned when they stopped to look at her giving her the once over before lowering their heads to whisper to each other. She consciously crossed her arms across her breast as she watched them communicate with each other before one nodded and approached her reaching into his pocket.
"How much?" He asked with a disgusting amused grin.
She glared up into his dark eyes and gave him what she hoped was a scathing look.
"For the both of us.two hours.how much?" The man tried again and indicated the other one standing on the sidewalk swaying slightly.
"More than you could ever afford." She snapped harshly.
"You'd be surprised what I can afford. How much?" He reached out to touch her hair and she snapped back out of his reach causing him to chuckle then frown at her harsh voice.
"Fuck off. Go find yourself a real whore."
The men exchanged looks and the shorter man shrugged. The man before her replaced his jingling bag back into his pocket before giving her a sheepish look.
"Apologies."
She shrugged and turned her attention from them only watching them in her peripheral vision as they did what she suggested.
They fucked off.
Remus and Sirius continued down the road not even recognizing the filthy woman from that fateful day, just barely over a month ago when they drug a fighting Severus behind them into the muggle pub. That was the first and only time they ever saw her. They didn't even consider that the woman they had just propositioned for sex was the same woman that Severus was desperate to find. It just didn't enter their mind as they moved on.
Jessica watched the men tramp off and frowned. Getting to her feet she smoothed down the blouse she wore and with a look of determination took off walking. It was getting late and if Severus was going to show he would have been there by now. Sitting there wasn't accomplishing anything. She couldn't waste any more time waiting for someone that may never come back and she had someone else to think about now. She needed a job. She needed money, and most of all, she needed a permanent place to call home until the baby comes and then.
She sighed before continuing with that thought. Then, maybe she would go back home, with her tail between her legs and listen as her parents tell her 'I told you so.' until the winter comes and goes for decades there after.
She nearly tripped over a shoelace and paused at a corner to bend down and re-tie her shoes. A loud racket erupted from behind her but before she could react, she heard a yell and felt a shove. She attempted to reach out to brace for an impact but found her hands were still wrapped up in her shoelaces and her reflexes to slow to stop her from toppling forward. Before she knew it, she was falling headfirst into a hard looking brick wall.
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A/Ns and Acknowledgements: Thank you all so much for your comments. They are very helpful.
someone28 Wouldn't be true to myself if I ended this story to soon. I need more angst.but don't worry, they will find each other again
J.S. Sumner: LOL, You are forgiven, only because I know EXACTLY how you feel about not being a morning person. I'm a complete bitch until around oneish. I'm glad that Severus punching Lucius made you happy. I know it mad me happy. As for Dumbledore, he will appear in the story in the next few chapters. And, Hum.Janette.I think I found the name of my NEXT heroine.hehe
NiteQueen: It's all right. I understand how real life can be, school and family comes first. And Like I said to someone else, Albus will be making his appearance soon. Things will definitely be looking up for the couple.
~~~
Please don't forget to review!
Blessed Be!
RWH