One Day He'll Stay [[Sera]]

[Vancha Ayris]

March... Cold, gloomey and boring.
But this March morning was none of the above. There was an unexpected amount of sun and a surprising amount of heat aswell. And following the link of unexpected and surprising things, who should be walking back into the school but everyone favourite Vampire finally returning from someplace, of which i haven't decided where he's been.
All suited up (Blue suit today), clean and gleaming Vancha strode through the door, put his hands on his hips in a heroic fashion and announced "Daddy's Home...". He grabbed a near by Daily Prophet and sat on the oak benches in the hall. He didn't know if Sera was still teaching at the school, or whether she was doing something else now. But finding her was the only way he'd find out.

But first, to catch up on some Wizarding News so he wouldn't feel out of the loop. He started reading the Prophet and forgot how mind numbingly boring he found it in the past and slowly but surely he fell asleep on the bench, his glasses slowly slid off his nose and fell on the floor.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

Sera had been lurking for sometime around the school, lurking was the appropriate word as a lot of the time the dungeons had been her chosen place to occupy, oh how she liked to live the cliche. Still something lured her up to the Entrance Hall, she wasn't sure what it was but it certainly wasn't the weather. Ok so the rain and gloom wasn't exactly nice but the on-coming nice sunshine wasn't much better, Sera was waiting expectantly for Autumn to come around again, her favourite time of year.

She strolled gracefully out of the corridor that led down to the dungeons, perhaps even paler than usual due to extended amounts of time spent in the dark, and looked around with a frwon creasing her brow in search of the reason she'd felt compelled to climb those stairs. It had to be there somewhere, of course these feelings often came with no real reason but this time she was sure she wouldn't have followed them and sure enough this time she found it.

Snoozing it seemed over in a corner, wasn't that her husband? Could be hard to tell considering he was all the way across the other side of the vast room and given the length of time since she'd last seen him but she was pretty certain that was him. Quietly she stalked her way across the room towards him, looking for any signs of waking or simply pretending to be asleep; blue eyes narrowed and a smirk playing on her lips.

She rounded on the wooden bench, plucked his fallen glasses from the floor and held them delicately between finger and thumb, nope definitely asleep. She leant down and hissed into his ear, "You know sleeping in the hallways is never a good idea, you don't know who or what will come along and catch you unawares."

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha stirred when Sera began hissing into his ear. He tensed up and was ready to protect himself. He inhaled deeply and ....

Untensed completely. The smell of Sera's perfume entered his nostrils and he immediatly relaxed, knowing he was in no danger, and realising that he was totally incontrol of the situation. It was time to have some fun. When Sera had finished whispering into his ear, without opening his eyes he replied.
"I don't think that you realise how dangerous it can be to wake a sleeping Vampire..."
He turned his head and opened his eyes. "Especially one that has a very serious, untreatable disease...."

He stared at Sera for a couple of seconds before ginning evily. He tensed his body, twisted slightly and pounced on Sera pinning her to the floor. "I'm Sorry sweetie... but it happening again. The disease is back...." Vancha cracked his knuckled and stared at her, his hand slowly moving her her sides.
"There is no cure for......TICKLEITIS!" He yelled before proceeding to tickle Sera as much as possible.

"Oh No.." He cried falsly. "What ever will we do...."

[Professor Serafina Butail]

Sera froze for a moment at his words, almost concerned but obviously foolishly gullible she should have been expecting some of Vancha's tricks and was mentally kicking herself for not getting away sooner as he pinned her to the floor and proceeded to tickle her.

She hated being tickled and shrieked in irritation, refusing to laugh, as she fought with all of her might to get away and avoid his tormenting. "Damn you bastard vampire!" She cursed breathlessly wishing he was pinning her from a position in which she could kick him. "I can think of a perfect cure, but it involves cutting off your hands, ahh let me go, please!" Sera pleaded, and pleading wasn't something she did lightly but in the light of being tickled it seemed like the lesser of two evils.

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha laughed and listened to her plead for freedom. But that only made him tickle her more. "I know that if i continue to tickle you, you'll stop being so dignified and start to laugh!" He yelled with delight. He continued to tickle her, whilst making sure she had enough room to flail but not enough to wiggle free.
The tickleing lessened while he spoke "So, you don't see me for months and all i get his hissing hmmm?" He stopped tickling her for a second while he leant down and kissed her. He looked deep into her eyes filling her full of false hope that the tickling had stopped.

He sat there looking at her long enough for her self security to build before grinning and settling loose on another round of tickling. " Conceeeedddee" He laughed watching her wriggle like a fish out of water.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

"Dignified Ha! This is hardly dignified!" Sera all but shrieked, it was horrible was what it was, losing her well practiced cool and composure and in the middle of the wide open entrance hall where anybody could see, he may have been enjoying this little attack but Sera was having anything but fun.

She was taken aback for a moment when he paused in his onslaught and she was indeed hoping desperately that Vancha would relent in the tickling and let her up off of the floor. She took in his words and smirked, "Well hissing for starters, but now I'm not so sure you deserve anything more." She retored, true she hadn't seen him for months but being greeted with a tickle attack was something not anticipated.

That seemed to have been a bad choice of words as just when she was sure he wouldn't start again and might even let her get up but after that quick kiss it all started over again. Sera shrieked once more, sounding quite reminiscent to the banshee she favoured transforming into for Halloween parties.

He gave her a way out, 'conceede' he'd said she could just give in but oh so very proud Sera shook her head. "Never. Once a Slytherin always a Slytherin, we never just give up!" She hissed then wondered just how on earth she was going to get out of this undignified predicament. If only she could reach her wand.

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha laughed at Sera's statement about being a Slytherin. He always knew Sera was stubborn but didn't realise how stubborn she actually could be. And he didn't know that it hailed from the fact that she came from, what he considered to be, the worst House in the School. This just triggered another onslaught of tickling.
"Well as a former ravenclaw, you should know that we can just keep going....and with the added Vampireness. I could sit her tickling you for hours..." He said flashing an evil grin.

Suddenly he had an idea. He stopped tickling her instantly and reached down to the bottom of her shirt and slowly lifted it above her stomach, grinning at her constantly. Then he lowered himself down to her stomach, inhaled deeply and began blowing raspberries. With one hand he held the top up, with the other hand we proceeded to tickle her again and with the rest of his body he pinned her to the ground.

He stopped for breath looked at Sera and repeated "Concede?" Before going back to blow raspberries.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

"Ha! Damn Ravenclaw smartarse bookworms!" Sera retorted scathingly as he didn't give up. Vancha may have been determined and have all the capacity to just sit there and torment her all day but Sera the Slytherin was resourceful, sneaky and of course the snakes would always play dirty. Why follow the rules and be nice when it was more fun the other way?

He'd stopped again for a moment, only this time Sera was not fooled she didn't for one moment think he had taken pity and given up oh no he was planning something else and she dreaded to think just what it was as he exposed her stomach to the cool March air.

"What the hell are you..." But her question was answered with the raspberry blowing. Sera sneered in distaste, "Argh this is even less dignified, let me go!" She struck out at him, slapping away the hand that was tickling her still then snaked through his hair and pulled sharply.

"No conceeding, now let me up before I have to pull out some of this pretty blonde hair." She said darkly tugging again to show she meant business, hopefully effectively distracting as her other hand ventured to her pocket in search of her wand.

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha winced and Sera began pulling his hair. Through yelps he said "Nooo.... you wouldn't do that. You love me too much..." He said winking, hoping he had called her bluff. Out of his peripheral vision he saw her reaching for her wand. He let go of her top and pinned her hand to the floor.
"Uh uh uhhhh..." He said smiling. "Nooo magic. C'mon, your a devious vampire. Surley you can get out of this without your wand..." Suddenly he winced through pain and push his head closer to Sera's hand to resist the tug. "...and without ripping my hair outt...." He yelped.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

"Crap!" Sera cursed as he caught onto her plan and pinned one of her hands to the floor, of course he was one hand down when it came to the tickle attack but it meant that she was too. Vanch also had a point, she didn't really want to tear his hair out because she did love him no matter how infuriating he could be. However just because she didn't want to didn't mean that she wouldn't...but only as a last resort, perhaps.

Sera pouted, "You're no fun." She sulked in much the same way she would in other instances when not getting her way, she could play the spoiled pureblood brat with the best of them if she felt like it. But he had a point, not only was she a devious vampire she was a devious Slytherin she should be able to get whatever she wanted right. hmmm....

She kept her grip tight on his blonde locks and seeing how he was following her hand so as not to lose a chunk of his hair she pulled him higher; high enough and close enough that she could kiss him, a little roughly it has to be said but well she was pissed off as well as scheming. She wasn't so sure about vampire or slytherin but it was certainly devious feminine wiles trying to distract him for long enough so she could finally wriggle away, now if he would just move far enough for her to not be pinned to the floor any longer.

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha was surprised by the kiss but quickly regained himself and got into the kiss. And stupid as he was, he relaxed a little bit and moved the hand that was pinning her hand down, to her head to cup her cheek. Soon his whole body was so relaxed that he wouldn't have been able to pin down a butterfly.
The hand that had been tickling her was now caressing her thigh.

C'mon, months away from his beloved, surrounded by sweaty, smelly male vampires. He was entitled to be rather randy.

He totally lost himself in the kiss and was suddenly ignoring everything around him. He was in a world of his own and the only people there were Sera and himself. He wish this moment could never end, but alas. It appeared that Sera had different plans.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

Sera smiled to herself as her devious little plan seemed to be working, she felt Vancha relax above her and release the hand he'd had pinned to the floor. She moved it to join her other one, flexing her fingers that had started to go numb from their press against the cold marble floor, then found his pretty blonde hair again; he could at least feel safe this time that she wasn't going to tear any of it out.

She also relaxed for a moment, well her husband had been away for a long time she too was entitled to fully enjoy his return, however she was still stubborn and had revenge very much in mind. When it seemed that Vancha was completely complacent with their kiss Sera trailed her hands to his shoulders and suddenly tensed shoving him over onto his back. One hand pinned both of his but Sera knew she had to work quickly, she may have had that added boost of strength but she knew she wasn't as good as him, so with the other hand she quickly grabbed her wand.

The so called 'no-magic' rule going out of the window now she was in control. She jabbed him in the ribs with the slender Rowan wand and whispered, "Now lets see how much you like being tickled. Rictusempra." She smirked casting the spell and then quickly released his arms and made a run for it cackling to herself but of course that would be just for starters if she had her way.

[Vancha Ayris]

The kiss lasted an age and, even though very into it, Vancha grew slightly suspicious at this public display of affection on the marbel floor of the entrance hall. He felt Sera's hands snaking to his shoulders, he opened his eyes just in time to watch her expression change and she flipped him onto his back. He hand instinctivly reached for his wand, but it caught on a thread in his suit pocket.

Finally he released his wand, but just that little bit too late. He quickly raised it enough to say "Expelli-" But the tickle charm had already hit him. Normally, Vancha wasn't ticklish. Which Sera full well knew from past experiences; which, evidentally, is why she used the spell. Vancha began flailing around on the floor in tears of laughter. He was able to compose himself just enough to point his wand at Sera and, through laughter, say "Locomotor mortis.." Before rolling back over trying to remember the counter spell to Rictusempra.

[Professor Serafina Butail]

Sera really should have been paying more attention as she ran swiftly across the marble floor, being attacked from behind could be just low and sneaky but when you know your attacker is back there it's just plain foolish to turn your back on them. But she'd been so sure of her spell that she was caught fully unawares as his retalliation hit her.

And it just had to be the leg-locker curse too didn't it, mid stride Sera suddenly felt her legs lock together and she went falling face first for the floor. It was at that moment that Sera was supremely grateful for the superior reflexes she'd gained, broken nose was really not a look she was going for. Yelping as she fell and catching herself with her hands just in time, palms stinging from the impact of the floor, Sera dragged herself, imobilised legs and all, into a sitting position.

She spared a moment to cast a scowl at her husband before waving her wand at her legs and muttering, "Finite incantatum." A little shakily she stood up, "Now that was just mean," She sulked pointing her wand back at Vancha and saying, "Langlock." She'd always loved that little spell, of course a wizard of Vanch's age should be more than capable of performing non-verbal spells but it was always funny watching someone try to talk around their tongue when it's glued to the roof of their mouth.

[Vancha Ayris]

Vancha laughed even harder, then the curse was already making him, as he watched Sera's legs lock up and send her tumbling to the floor. He thought his ribs were going to break apart as he watched her crawl without using her legs. She looked like a demented fish and proceeded to look like Bambi on ice when she stood up again.

His eyes widened when he saw the wand pointed at him again. He grabbed his wand, but once again; too late. He pointed his wand at Sera and yelled.
"Expeliamurrfffthhhh....wathh fe 'el?" And giggled slightly at the fact that when he said 'what the hell' it sounded like Waffel.

Realising that this was no laughing matter, at the fact that he couldn't use his tounge (and was such a lazy student while at the school that he knew practically no anti-spells) he resorted to the one piece of magic he had excelled in. Non-Verbal!
He was strong minded and had straight away been able to cast spells without talking.

Feeling the effects of the Rictusempra wearing off, he pointed his wand at Sera and in his mind yelled 3 spells, one straight after another.
'Expelliarmus, Avis, Locomotor mortis'. He winked as the last spell left his wand. He got up, still twitching from the Rictusempra, and quickly grabbed her wand and backed away from Sera, keeping his eyes on her at all times just incase.