Snack{Jack}[mature]

[cassr]

Tick, Tick, Tick.

The clock on the wall was the only sound that stirred in the house as sleep was just not coming. Cassandra was slightly waiting to hear the door for Bellatrix to come home but so far nothing. Slowly she sat up, she was getting hungry. Cass slid her feet into her white slippers and put down her book, trying not to make a sound as she still wanted to hear her mothers entrance, She stepped carefully around the piles of papers which all had drawn inventions on them with different plans on what to do next as she had so many of them to do. Being left alone a lot gave her time to follow every one of her dream, every thought she had had while going through school.

Of course her door had to squeak as she pushed it out into the hall, she couldn't sneak out again since her last attempt had left her feeling guilty. She tipped toed down the hall to the kitchen and quickly went to work making a small snack of a sandwich, as she was bustling around she heard a noise from down the hall, coming from Jacks room. After splitting the sandwich in half she picked up the plate and walked up the hall seeing what was the matter, also she felt she could offer half the sandwich it was nice and she wouldn't be surprised if he was still awake, she didn't think he ever slept to tell the truth. She played with the ring on her finger as she nervously saw the door was pushed open a little.

Cassandra stood for a moment in front of the door unsure of what to do. Quietly she looked down at the plate and debated the situation. Bug him and give him a snack or walk a way and not be by chance in the middle of an angry Jack. She rethought the idea that checking on the noise might be a bad idea, but she decided to go ahead, she picked up her arm and wrapped softly on the door trim as she put the plate in between her and the door and waited patiently as she felt the goosebumps on her legs, it was a very drafty house, but what do you except from a very old past abandoned house.

[jack]

Jack had a large smirk on his face as he snuck into his old house through his bedroom window. Who'd of thought that his mother still had not realised that the lock was a fake after twenty two years. He caught his foot on the edge of the window coming in, and he stumbled, and slammed into his dresser. He quickly steadied himself, and listened to see if he had woken his sister. Granted he intended on doing so any ways, but not like that.

True there wasn't any logical reason for him to be at his old house. He now had a three story mansion that he lived in with his fiance, and two children, but Jack Riddle was not a logical person. This was a man that had no morals, that followed no rules. He did that which he wanted to do. Took anything that he desired. Anything that was suppose to be forbidden was very tempting for him. It was the way he had always been. That which he considered to be the most forbidden of things, his own forbidden fruit the thing he cherrished most was standing on the other side of his door.

He could hear her thoughts from the other side of his door. His twin sister the one person he could truly confide in. The one person he truly loved. He stood on the other side of the door waiting on her to knock. As soon as the last wrap sounted on the door he yanked it open. He grabbed the plate and tossed it on top of his dresser, and in less then a second he had his arms around his sisters waist and he was kissing her. He parted her lips with his, and he let his tongue slip inside of her mouth.

He had been waiting for so long to have her all to himself, and he finally had the oppertunity. He stopped kissing her so that he could catch his breath and he ran his fingers through her hair. "I've sent our dear mother on an errand that will take her most of the night so that you and I can have the house to ourselves." He ran his hands hurngrily over her body wanting to take her right then and there. It had been so long since they had been together. This night would have to last them a while.

[cassr]

A slight smirk crossed her face as the door swung open and then she was swifted into his arms once again, she could drop the act again, the one of a sister, the one of innocence. She had her secrets, for one she wasn't as safe as every one thought back when Jack had found her the first time she had been expelled for using magic under age and had already run away from her family. Definitely not the Cass the people here knew, Specially not Bellatrix who because she was keeping an eye on Cassandra was a good distraction. She had created her story masterfully even how she would appear breaking into the ministry to have them on high alerts and help make the ministry seam like it was beginning to weaken, all part of the plan, their plan. She had watched over his soon to be wife, hating her with every move she made but that didn't make a difference. She had plans in her room of many cases of how to kill her, but she knew she couldn't so she played her part. They had to keep up their acts on both end, or they would be found out. Bellatrix was the least of their worries.

Falling deeper, as her fingers traced the lines she knew well. Clenching to him, trying to make sure she would not forget, even though that was impossible. Their time was becoming few and far between, as they were watched from every angle. And this was not something they wanted others to know. This was their secret, and she would do anything to keep it this way, even let the man she loved marry some one else. Even if it killed her inside, she would do anything for him. She let out a gasp and knew she needed to tell him now for it too might be her only chance to talk to him alone for a long time, if it wasn't some thing this big she would just have just left it. But She had too pull away even though, every muscle in her body was not okay with that plan at all, She took a deep breath.

Slowly she pressed her hands against his chest with a little force , taking a step and walking around him she glanced at the window, she raised an eye brow. "You know you could just use the door?" she said turning back to him, the window closed swiftly. She also had perfected her gifts while being alone, which had happened to be moving object with silent magic without even thinking of a spell anymore. Jack wasn't the only Riddle that had strong mental powers, she just had to practice hers. She pulled the ring that had been like glue to her finger. "A sign of trust from the ministry." she said smirking she knew he would want to know first, as it laid flat in her palm. "It protects the thoughts I don't want heard. I asked about it but they said it didn't exist anymore, some one must have thought I deserved it a little bit more then the ministry did." She said softly her eyes a deep blue watching his expression, she slightly bit her lip. she wanted to please him. Their plan was working.

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[jack]

Jack smiled at her as she pushed him away a bit. He could tell that she had important things to say to him. He would have to wait, and be patient as much as he didn't want to. His hungry eyes never left her for a second. Unlike everyone else he was not watching her to make sure that she didn't act against him. No his sister was the only person in the world that he could trust. The only person he could be honest with.

When he had found her so many years ago they were only seventeen. He had only just left his parents after learning to listen in on peoples thoughts. He realised that they had planned to use him to get farther in their goals, and he was furious. All he wanted was to do things for himself. Then he found his sister, and she had been through alot like he had. Her thoughts so nearly matched his that he knew she was the only person he could ever trust. The only person he would ever love.

He knew that everyone else would believe it wrong the relationship he had with his twin. Most people found incest to be revolting, but he didn't care. When you only had one person in the world that meant anything to you rules, and morals forbidding such a thing didn't matter. They only kept thier relationship hidden to keep up appearances. With them appearances were everything. If you played it just right you would get everything you wanted.

They had been together ever since they had met twenty two years earlier. Conning people into believing that they were people that they weren't. Always making very calculated decisions fooling everyone, and then when they had what they wanted they killed off the people that could be a threat to them later on in life. They were always successfull never failing. They were the ultimate partners in crime.

One always playing the villain while the other plays the hero getting deep into both major circles. Getting all the information they could. Methodically moving towards their desire. They mostly hunted down artifacts to give them more power. Always keeping an eye open, and an ear listening trying to find their next target. Eventually they would have everything they needed and then their reign would begin.

He laughed as she noticed the window, and said that he could use the door. "That would have been far to easy. Plus the door creeks, and I wanted to surprise you." He walked up behind her putting his hands on her hips, and resting his chin on her shoulder. He inhaled her scent with a deep breath, and then let out with a sigh of pleasure. Then he walked around her, and sat on the edge of the bed to let her speak.

He watched as she took off the ring, and placed it in the palm of her hand. He was unsurprised by the sudden flood of thoughts he got from her as she removed the artifact. He had sensed it's power before in the alley, but had not mentioned it knowing that they were not in a safe place to speak freely. He knew that she would tell him eventually they always told each other everything. There was never a need for him to worry about his twin.

Her words didn't shock him either. It was unsurprising that she had infiltrated the ministry so quickly. She was just as skilled, and cunning as she was. He couldn't even be impressed as he would have been in the past because it was so normal for her to do an extraordinary job. A wide grin pulled across his face. He knew exactly what that ring meant. Something that tend to happen to them often.

"Well then that shall be another prised artifact to our collection then." An artifact that had great power, but it had not been on thier list. Such items fell into thier laps surprisingly often while they sought out other artifacts. "Speaking of our items I've actually put one into good use. The box that gives off emotions. I've turned it into a horcrux, and am using it on a young student at hogwarts. It will make her open the chamber of secrets, and release my latest creation."

Jack knew he needn't go into further detail. His sister was used to his experiments creating dangerous creatures unlike any the world had ever seen. These creations of his were very usefull in the fact that since they were unheard of no one knew what they were capable of her how to stop them. Such creatures had helped them out many times in the past. This one was not as strong as some of the others, but it would do that which it was intended for.

Now he had to say something about her thoughts. "You need to stop being so worried about Alexis. You know it's only part of my cover. She means nothing to me. You have always been, and will always be the only person I love." He got up from the bed and walked over to her. He leaned his forehead against hers, and looked her directly in the eye. He gently used both hands to push her hair away from her face.

"No one will ever be worthy enough to even compare to you. You and I are different from absolutely everyone else. We are our own breed of humans. Neither Muggles, withces, or wizards will ever be in the same category as us. We are above all of them. That is why someday we will rule them all." His words were true. He had heard the minds of millions of people, and none of them worked like the twins.

Jack and Cassandras minds were always calculating multiple things at once, and at an incredible rate. They could think of dozens even hundreds of things at one time, while they spoke, and acted. They were different and it was this difference that seperated them from everyone else. It was for this reason that thier was no point in trying to make a life with any one else. No one could ever live up to them.

For Jack at least this meant that their was no one else worthy of his love. Only Cassandra. He kissed her again with more passion than any human had ever been able to show. With every movement of his lips his love for her was clearly shown. He scooped her up in his arms, and laid her down on the bed. He had been waiting for so long to have this time with her, and his mind did not want to think of anything else any more.

[cassr]

Excitement from Jack for what she had done had come far between because she either made the same line or just topped an old record, her face fell a little watching him come toward her, she placed her hands behind her back and slipped the ring back on, she didn't want to put it in storage for awhile it was her security blanket, and it wasn't like it was what they had planned on, it was though the trust they needed, and it was through her that they had achieved it, and at least she could be proud of her self. As he looked her in the eyes his warm forehead pushed against her was when she noticed that she was even cold, but that didn't matter any more.

She entangled her fingers in his shirt as she looked into his eyes, his words working her over as she breathed deeply, she still had to watch him say his I do's and pretend to be happy about it, watch his son grow up with a family that she nor him had had. Just being the aunt, and always being the aunt. but she softly nodded knowing because of the ring her worries will not leak unless she willed them too, which she didn't. She knew in her head that it was all part of the plan, of the scheme but still there was a child involved, and she knew he would not hurt the child, she knew him better he'd want to give the child the life that they hadn't and that meant a mother and a father, she would not be indirect picture at all, and she was slowly starting to get a grasp on what she had to do, even though she hated letting him live that life without her that what she had to do.

Nothing mattered again when he pulled her in again, it was as if the plan didn't exist, her worries didn't fully go away but they went to bay. Which it had always been since they were teenagers, she would always worry nothing would change that, but at least it went to the back of her head when they were together. It was a gift and a curse to always think of the bad, the good, and the neutral all the time, but she had too, because for the most part he wouldn't. They were drawn together like two opposing magnets, almost impossible to mistake it. Most just believed it was because they were twins, but they had known better, they were meant to be together, even if it had to be like this. A secret that killed her inside, the more she knew how many women he had slept with, the more it hurt.

Cassandras fingers ran through his hair as he picked her up, and when he put her down she took in the smell of his bed, It hadn't changed even though he hadn't been in it for a couple of days he'd been away at his new mansion which was were his child was. Also his soon to be wife but she kept that out of her mind at the time, she was here and she was with him, and this might be the last time for a long time. The smell of his detergent filled her senses with familiarity, as she wrapped her fingers in his shirt pulling it softly out of the way until her fingers met bare skin, retracing what used to be only hers, but soon she would have to share even more, and she hated sharing. When she was a child she had a stuffed teddy bear and a girl took it away at a part and Cassie punched the lights out of the girls head. But it was in her blood, jealousy.

Cassandra pulled her lips from his and kissed his jaw bone down his neck frantically. As she met the base she came up to meet his eye. "Promise me, that one day you'll only be mine." she said softly looking up at him with a sea of blue. It was her true weakness, he was her weakness. He was the only one that could really hurt her, and it had always been that way. The only way it would be for probably her entire life. Even if he stopped feeling this way she would not, she was like an emperor penguin, once she found him, that was it. It wasn't really her decision, it just happened, as she know laid there starring up at him waiting for his answer, praying secretly for a an answer her heart can believe and not just her head anymore.

When they had met just teenagers, Cassandra would have believed him even if he had lied to her, She would have jumped off a cliff and plunged to death if he said it would make him happy, She wouldn't even have though twice about it, but now that she was getting older their plans weren't all that fun, and now she was marrying him off to some whore, who didn't deserve him, even if it was just a part of the elaborate designed plan, she didn't always want to be in the closet. Unlike him she hadn't used her body, playing innocence is what she was good at, a few dates here and their but she had been as committed as Jack was, and it slightly bugged her that he would be that committed, what if he had some one better.

Even though the worries were in the back of her head they still were there, and she knew it was silly to ask. but she wanted to hear him say it, it was what kept her going inside, the knowledge that one day they wouldn't be just a secret, their would be no more plans, and elaborate acting to make everything go there way, the day that she doesn't have to be some one else anymore, she can just be her and he can be him. The man she saw before her eyes, That was the real Jack, her Jack. The only Jack she'd really known, and she hoped no one else really knew, but would she really want to know if anyone had, probably not. it was bad enough that she worried about it but didn't need to really need to know anymore then the next girl did about her. They never talked about it, but never would anymore.

Cass's long hair made swirls on the pillow as she stayed motionless, it looked like thick black lines on a white ice skating rink that hadn't had a Zamboni over it in a long time, As she was not expect company she was just wearing her fleecy pajama bottoms and her tank top which both had little cartoon ghosts on them, and said boo! all over them, she felt a little embarrassed but it wasn't like she got a warning anymore it was always going to be a surprise but she had gotten used to it, it was just not the way she would have liked to be dressed during these times, it was always a spur of the moment, when she wasn't prepared. but it wasn't the time for a wardrobe change and she knew it, as a million things through her head at once.

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[jack]

Cassandra put the ring back on her finger and Jack knew she was trying to hide something from him. He knew her well enough to know that she was worrying about him again. She had been worrying about him for years. In the beggining he had tried to show her that she had no reason to worry, but it never changed anything. He eventually gave up on telling her that he loved her the most, and he did his best to show her.

It got harder and harder over time to do so. Jack was always playing the part of the young rich play boy, with many successful business's and it took a tole on his twins confidence, and he knew it. It husrt him more than she could ever know to do such things, but it was his part in their plans. To get to where they needed to be it took alot out of them emotionaly, and mentaly.

He hated to see her in pain, and he had known her long enough that he didn't need to hear her thoughts to know. He could see it in her eyes. Seeing the pain he pulled her close to him and nuzzled up against her cheek giving her sweet little kisses. He knew that he meant just as much to her as she did to him. That is what made the things he had to do so much harder.

He just wanted to finish their work so that they wouldn't have to hide any more. He wanted everything to be out in the open. His love for her was so great that he wanted to tell absolutely everyone, but he knew that he couldn't. To disclose their secret would mess up all the plans they had. It would make all the work they had done over twenty two years a waste. It was hard, but it had to be done.

He would just have to do things differently to make it easier on them, but still be able to play their parts. He would have to make sure that they could be together without any one realising what was going on, but he was unsure of how to go about this. As he cuddled with Cassie trying to comfort him his mind raced going over many different scenarios, and possible outcomes.

This would be something very complicated to pull off. All the possibilities he could come up with had holes in them. In his current situation it would be next to impossible to pull off. The only possible way to pull it off successfully that he could come up with was to put trust in someone else. The only person that Jack had ever cared about at all other than Cassandra, and that was his adopted daughter.

True his feelings for Petra were only a fragment of a percentage compared to the way he felt for Cassandra, but it was the only way they could be together. It was going to have to be that way. He could not be away from her any more. He had to have her with him all the time. He had to be able to be himself with her, and he knew that it would make everything better for them both.

"I promise my love. Infact I promise that that day will be coming alot sooner than you think. Once the baby is born I am going to kill Alexis. I've never intended to keep the child. The child is much more important to our mother than it is to me. I will let her raise it like she wanted to raise us. I need no connection to any one else. The only person that matters to me is you." He assured her.

He leaned her forhead against hers. "Then you can move into the mansion with Petra, and I. We'll let every one think you are there to help us in our time of grief, but we will have to tell Petra. Everything will be better, and I will be all yours. The object we have been working up to is here." When he spoke this last sentence a smile crossed his face. All the objects they had accumilated up until that point were only to assist them.

The object they wanted most was one of legend. A chalice that had belonged to the last king of the dark times. The chalice was said to be hidden in his castle. The castle of the tragic kingdom. The chalice was said to give the person who drank from it the power to control the weather. "Hogwarts was not built by the founders. The founders turned it into a school. It is his castle."

He put his hands on either side of her face. "Once we have the chalice, and the book our days of plotting, and scheming will be over. We can be ourselves." He gave her a long, and pasionate kiss. They had been looking for the castle for ages, and it had been a very hard thing for even them to figure out. All that they had known was what the legends had told them. And the legends had been very vague.

All the legends had said was that the castle could not be found by those who didn't already know where it was. Muggles could not see it, nor could anyone locate it on a map. Near the castle would be an area that dark inhabbitants would always possess. Hogwarts fit every description. The forbidden forest was forbidden for a reason. Most people disreguarded the legend.

Jack and Cassandra on the other hand knew that every legend held a bit of truth to it. They had found many items only spoken of in legends because they were able to find the truths in them, and follow the clues. Now they would finally be done with thier long campaign, and they would be able to commense in thier take over. No one would have any idea what was coming. They would all be blind sided.

"Now let us forget everything else, and just enjoy our time together." He said as he briefly removed his lips from hers. He took hold of the bottom of her tank top, and easily pulled it up over her head. He leaned forward, and kissed her again, licking the edge of her lips before parting them with his. He inserted his tongue into her mouth using it to massage every area of her tongue.

As he kissed her he reached behind her with one hand, and unhooked her bra. He slowly pulled the straps off of each of her arms. His lips never leaving hers. If he could have he would stay, and make love to her until the house fell apart around them, and then until the end came, and they burned along with the rest of the world. Nothing in his life could ever compare to the way he felt when they were together.

He let her bra fall gently to the floor, before he moved his hand to her breast. He squeezed it gently while at the same time using one finger to trace the edges of her nipple. He moved his other hand to the collar of his own shirt, and with a simple tug tore it from his body. He then moved both hands to her back pulling her in tight to him. He loved the way her body felt against his own.

With other woman he got the job done quickly rushing it along not really caring to get to into it, because none of them mattered to him. With his sister it was different. He cherished every moment that he had with her. There was nothing that mattered to him when they were together. It was the only time that his complex mind was completely silent. A sensation that was unlike any other.

Even his powers were stronger when they were together. True he was very skilled at wandless magic, but normally he still had to use his hands or his eyes. In a moment like this he only needed to want it, and it happened. It was something that not even he could explain, but he no longer tried to. It didn't matter why it was like that it just was further proof to him that they were meant for each other.

Suddenly they were completely nude their clothes just disapearing from their bodies, and appearing on the floor. Jack slowly ran one hand down the middle of his twins body. Feeling every smooth grove, and dip that he knew better than anything else. His hand stopping between her thighs. HE methodically moved his fingers around her most sensitive places. Rubbing, and massaging it in the ways he knew pleasured her the most.

He slowly inserted two fingers inside of her turning them, and moving them in and out in a way he had done so many times before. Pleasuring her was like second nature to him. He knew exactly how she liked it, and not because he could hear her thoughts, but because they had been together for so long, and knew absolutely everything about each other. Thier passion was greater than that of any other lovers in the history of the world.

As true as it was that the greater majority of the planets population would find thier relationship wrong, if they could only see into their minds, and see what it was like between them. How much love, and compassion they held for the other. What they would do to protect each other. No one would be able to doubt that they were meant for each other with that insight.

As he felt the wetness between her legs reach the exact amount that he knew meant that she was more than ready for him to take her he removed his hand placing it lightly on her hip. He then inserted himself inside of her gently going in, and out at just the right pace. With the perfect amount of force. The way they moved with each other was like poetry.

There are so many different ways to say having sex. Most of them being impersonal, and dirty. For this couple there was only one way to say it. They were truly making love to each other. They knew each other so well that they worked like a macine pleasuring the other to the utmost in the most sensual ways. Thier is no doubting that the Riddle twins are truly two halfs of one being.

[cassr]

It was hard to roll her eyes for a moment, work it was always about work. She was just looking for him to say that he would be with her and only her one day, she didn't need it all explained out it wasn't as if she didn't know his intentions in some small way it had Jack written all over it it was just if they could pull this one off. What if Jack found something new to go after, some new power that he needed, then off they would go to do it all over again. Jack lived for the thrill of it, and she knew it wouldn't be all over with this, unless they got caught. Then they'd be stuck in Azkaban. She stopped her self from shuttering at the thought of the place, She had been having nightmares of the place since she was real young, but she knew they weren't just nightmares, but she was pretty sure she had seen what she had seen through her mother, which was one reason she wanted to get to know her, that bond needed to be tried and if so, what had Bellatrix seen, if it worked in two ways.

Cassie had stayed up nights wondering what her mother might have seen through her eyes, and if she had why hadn't she come to get her to find her. She had found Jack when he was little, and that had always taunted her softly in the back of her head, was she not good enough to be found. Cassandra had had to come to her mother, but yet they had a connection that made Cassie fear Azkaban like she had been there herself, for many years. She had felt the demantors, even though she had never seen one face to face. Soon she would see that she was just a powerful, just as scheming and strong as her twin was. His only power on her was Legimins but she had something else, something she had never tried to explain because she didn't even understand it herself, but it made her feel powerful. It made her see things, not exactly like a seer but more obscure. She just knew what was coming before it came some where in her head. It was a matter of perfecting it before she unleashed it and with it she'd unleash her own scheme.

When the mention of telling Petra her eyes froze on his forehead, as all the scenarios of not only meeting the girl but telling her she was in love with her adoptive father who just happened to be her biological twin. None came out on a good note, as she listened to say it would be better she heard it from a million miles away almost as if she was going to have a panic attack right here and now. She heard her heart beat clearly in her ears, the fear of losing him and going to Azkaban played in her thoughts as she tried to think positive about this information to be shared, but that was buried under the pile of negatives. It was as if it was impossible put she knew talking to him about her worries now wouldn't work out for either of them so she traced his with arm for a moment softly with her pinky finger making soft designs that gave most goosebumps. She slowly nodded her head. Knowing this wouldn't be the last discussion about this.

Cassandra opened her mouth to speak but instead of words it was met with a kiss, on that knocked all the thought back into the back of her head, something he seamed really good at, to distract her from the other hand almost, but she knew secretly she let him to that to her, because she would take anything over nothing, and she didn't want to be worrying about other things when they were together, it was bad enough that it wouldn't leave her alone for a just few minutes it would probably drive insane if it hadn't already. She accepted the brief silence as she was flooded with emotion instead, as her heart jumped slightly in anticipation for what was coming, feeling free all of a sudden like there was no restrictions and that was partly because there was not clothing between them. It wasn't a surprise, if it wasn't normal she'd think it was Jack just showing off but she knew better, he had the gift like she did, where things just moved when she thought about it.

Cassie traced her lines switching her fingers as swirls of magic she imagined appear in the path that she had traced, magic that bound him to her, and only to her if only in her mind. It still made her feel better, She believed slightly that was what had kept him with her for so long because she couldn't really think of any reason he wouldn't just tell that they were just siblings, and that it all had to stop. That fear was real and it was there no matter what but her invisible lines helped her believe it might stop him from ever doing so to her, it was like the weave of lies they laid down before they started they're plot, it was so thick that it was flawless. No one ever thought twice, and if they thought to check there background they would see it just as they would tell it. It was so elaborate but easy, that was what she hoped she was doing slowly, creating a web.

As the dance began it was as if her speech was lost even if she had wanted to talk it was not going to happen. As soft moan squeezed there way out of their kisses, soft and light as she slightly bit his bottom lip softly just teasing him a little. As he plunged deeper her moan got just a little louder, and her pulled him closer with deeper kisses, only thing she hear now, was how much every muscle in her body wanted him, and that was it. It was all she needed to know at that moment, she believed. As if it was a well practiced grand dance, they moved with elegance, and swiftness around the dance floor, in there plots and in passion it was they're strong connection made it go smoothly, like as if nothing could go wrong, and if it did it was part of the plan all together or at least so far that was the only mistake.

As he stopped the gasp couldn't be held on any longer and he plunged at the right time and made her head floor and she bent her neck back and bit her own lip hard holding back, she also knew she didn't want them caught either, even though it was almost impossible not too. Her fingers ran across his chest, and she gave kisses once again down his neck and along his shoulder bone, slightly moaning letting her breath escape and flow across the surface of his warm skin, as she took him in feeling him, they were one, and now more then ever. Devotion that crossed boundaries that no other relationship had ever done before, or at least they're was no history of one, if anyone would know it would be the book hungry Cassandra.

Romeo and Juliet didn't even have this passion, but they still had the desire and they shared a relative problem, theirs was family and so was the twins except they were family. Which to others was a worse crime, which Cassandra did not understand who said it was wrong, who made these secret rule that bound everyone too. Who was the almighty and what could they do to change that, what could Cassandra do to spend forever with the only one she loved did she had to come up with a scheme on her own, to make it acceptable. Soon people will start questioning seeing if she will be having a family and settling down, getting married to follow her brothers example, and live happily ever after. She needed to come up with something, and fast. Too keep them off her back for awhile, others like their mother who would probably want her married off to a death eater to keep an eye on her and she knew it was coming soon.

Drawers shifted and things fell off the shelves and the dresser, not because the room was moving, or there was an earth quake it was her powers escalating as she was not paying attention, they all floated a foot off the floor, making no noise, making no distraction. Just floating as if the floor was a foot high then it was, out of passion of being one, being in love. The closer they were the more it seamed she would have and she had gotten used to it by then. As if he was a magnet pulling the magic out of her and into the world, and she relied on him to do so, even when she had no intention of doing anything, things still happened now and a then, some times it even surprised her, but it never seamed to surprise Jack. Which had been odd to her when they were younger how he was never surprised by things it was if he anticipated things to happen when they were together. Which had been all the time before they came here.

Since they came onto this scheme it was as if she never saw Jack he was either off at Hogwarts, or at the bank or at one of the many places he owned, and she was stuck up at the house waiting for him to return to her at odd moment like tonight but it was always worth the wait. but it was still slightly annoying to be left alone all day long, with a loony mother who didn't knowing her or even had tried to get to know her so farther without making a judgment she was too goody two shoes to be allowed in the know of what the death eaters were doing unless she found out on her own through Cate. Who she had become good friends with even though Jack didn't really approve. But that hadn't stopped her from pursuing friends before as her character before, why should it hold her back now.

As they twisted and turned as if she could hear his thoughts she knew what to do, what would please him the most. They danced beneath the moonlight showing through the window like a ball room waltz practiced over and over again. Every movement soft and swift, yet rough and elegant which made it beautiful. Who could see it as wrong, if they understood the feelings that they felt at that moment, no one could deny those feelings even if they were the strongest alive, no one ever could in the history books. Stories of others forbidden and yet in love, and most paid the price for it, all she could hope for is they never fell to that fate. They would never be separated, even if that meant this would be the last time. She just didn't want to loose him.With every deep breath she felt like she loved him more, even though she knew that was not possible. There would be no other that she would love as much, or at least in the same way.

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

[jack]

Jack was barely breathing as they went on, and on. Unlike with any other woman when he would have been breathing heavily. Something about Cassandra made it easier, and effortless. Then there was the fact that she was always able to take his breath away. There was nothing in the world like the way they worked together. Everything about them was different in every way.

They were two odd puzzle pieces that fit together in the oddest way. His piesce was a sure circle, that when alone was hollow yet still always a sure thing. Hers was the only puzzle piec odd enough to fit perfectly in the center of his making it a whole circle. Perfectly round, and flwaless in every way. They were a part of a small two piece puzzle that stood out side of the much larger, and flawed puzzle that was humanity.

They moved together in such syncrinization that even the most practiced coreographer would be floored. The connection that they had was not something that any one in the history of the world had ever obtained. Even vampire lovers that had been together for centuries, even millenia did not know each other as well as they did. It wasn't like it was something that had happened over time.

When they first met it was like they had been together since the dawn of time. Though he hadn't seen her since they were born when he laid his eyes on her he knew her. He knew who she was immediatly with out hearing a single thought or speaking a simple word to her. He never had feelings for anyone before that day, but as soon as he saw her, and felt her presence he fell in love.

Everything in his life, every trajedy, every broken promice, every hardship no longer mattered to him. The cruel and twisted childhood he had just made him a better person for her. After spending seventeen years on a path he didn't know feeling lost he realised that fate had been leading him to her. Making him a better person for her. She had made his path clear, and had shown him the way without even knowing it.

He was barely able to go a moment without yearning to be in her arms. He couldn't walk a road without wondering if she may be at the end of it. Everytime he looked into a womans face he couldn't help, but wish that it was hers. Every time he heard a womans voice he would compare it to the sweet smooth voice that made the hairs on the back of his neck prickle.

He looked directly into her eyes seeing the love she had for him in them. He knew that his eyes would show the same. With every movement of his body, every kiss of his lips, and every caress of his hands he proffessed his love for her. It was the same vice versa, everything she did to him made him feel her love. Everything they did when they were alone was in such away that neither could doubt the others love.

Though the people who interacted with Jack would believe the things he did were evil, and cruel he did it all out of his love for his twin. He had just learned that society would not except them as they were, because of what those who were in power said. He knew the only way that they could be togethere withou having any problems was for them to be the ones in power.

They would have to change the way everyone looked at things. In doing so it had changed the way Jack saw things. He had learned that there was no such thing as good or evil, right or wrong. These were only opinions baced on beliefs that were handed down from those in power. People who had beliefs that differed from the majority, and were willing to fight for their beliefs were evil.

Humans were so jaded that they actually believed what they were told as they grew up to be fact. Most people believed that stealing was wrong, but if a person were homeless, had no money, and had children to feed stealing some food to keep their own flesh and blood from starving was would believe that it was the right thing to do. Now would it be right to persecute a person for doing just that?

There really is no correct answer. It is all opinions. The only thing that Jack knew for a fact was that he was completely in love with Cassandra, and he would not be able to survive should something happen to her. His world orbited hers, and if it were not there his world would come crashing down. Everything he had done in the last two decades had been soley for their love.

She was more than just the woman he loved. She was more than just his twin sister. She was also his best friend the only person he could speak openly to. She was his only family as far as he was concerned because she was the only one that was always there for him. She was his inspiration the only reason he was able to get up in the morning and keep pushing towards his goals.

In the end she was his ultimate goal the thing that he worked so hard for. She was the object of his dreams every night for over two decades. She was behind every thought he had in some way shape or form. She gave him the strength to breath, and keep his heart beeting. She was his life his everything. She was his sun, moon, stars, and earth. Everything that he was belonged to her.

His love for her was far greater than any emotion human beings were capable of. With their unique mindset they were also capable of much stronger emotions. Normal emotions which they got from interacting with others were far to easy to deal with. The feelings they got from each other were so intense that they were aboslutely impossible to ignore. Feelings that he never wanted to lose.

As Jack pushed himself deeper, and deeper inside of Cassandra his desire to please her just grew and grew. All he wanted was to make sure that she was totaly happy, and he knew exactly how to do that. Just by thinking about it the scenery around them, changed, and they were in a place that belonged to them. A place that they would never let anyone else set their eyes on.

It was a small tropical island in the Indian ocean.In the center of the island was a small house. The house had one room that had windows for both the walls, and the ceiling. In this room was a large plush bed where the twins now lay. Jack continued pleasuring Cassandra as if nothing had happened. He kissed her neck from one side to the other taking his time making sure to caress her skin in just the right way with his lips.

Everything about the island was just the way they had wanted it. They had agreed on everything. Hoiw they wanted the house to look. What kind of furniture they wanted. How to arrange the furniture. How to arrange the trees, bushs, and flowers. They had set it all up according to what complimented them as a couple the best. Some might even say that their little get away was perfect.

Like everything else it had been to easy for them to do it together. Everything was simple when they had each other. Alone things were much harder to deal with. Decisions became more tedious. Breathing became more labored. Walking, and talking took twice as much of an effort. It was clear that they needed each other. To doubt that fate meant for them to be together would be ludicris.

((Yes you win again!))