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Theodore Ignatius Nott (miseenabyme) wrote in tinworth,
@ 2009-12-04 19:24:00

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character: padma patil, character: theodore nott, date: december 2003, place: m: london

Characters: Theodore Nott, Padma Patil
Locale: Trafalgar Square
Date: 4 December, 2003
Open? No
Warnings? TBD

Winter had settled over England, and while there wasn't presently snow on the ground in London, the chill of the night was deepened by the proximity to - of all things - an ice skating rink. Theodore had, for good or for bad, a very persuasive, very impulsive girlfriend, one whom was currently renting skates from the vendor booth, the queue strangely slower moving than the one for the hot chocolates he'd been charged with fetching.

And so he sat on a bench where she would likely spot him, watching those already on the ice. There were people of every skill level, thank goodness, as Theodore had been fearful that it would be just him and the smallest children, teetering around the edge. Two girls near their age were putting on a bit of a show, and everyone seemed careful to get out of their way as they picked up speed to leap off the ice, perform feats that Theodore felt hopeless to ever achieve even if he were to use magic, and land smoothly, skating on.

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tothewildforest
2009-12-05 04:49 am UTC (link)

Wearing no less than three scarves and woolen wristwarmers layered over her gloves, issuing the proper Muggle currency and then successfully balancing two pairs of skates was no small feat for Padma. She managed it, though, and the return walk with careful negotiation of the ice littered path between the rental booth and the bench where Theodore now sat, looking as though he would rather go swimming in the middle of December than don the skates she thrust toward him.

"It is a winter sport, if not a gentleman's one," she offered brightly, pressing a kiss to his brow before sitting down next to him and tugging off her boots.

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miseenabyme
2009-12-05 05:16 am UTC (link)

"Couldn't we have gone to Australia?" Theodore asked, though he wasn't serious in his complaints now that they were actually out of the house, on a true date to preface the dinner from hell the following evening. "Summer sport?"

He set the hot chocolates on the bench between them and accepted his skates. Putting them on was even a challenge, with gloved hands and spindly laces, it was going to be silly once they actually got to the ice. Theodore drank a bit of chocolate, and buoyed by the warmth seeping its way toward his stomach, wondered alound, "What do we do with our shoes?"

	miseenabyme 2009-12-06 08:39 am UTC (link)
	"No," he insisted, slightly more petulantly than he had intended. Theodore wasn't keen to give gliding another try at that very moment, but he also was not ready to give up entirely. "I'm fine, I'll just stay near the wall and watch you, for a bit." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	miseenabyme 2009-12-08 03:31 am UTC (link)
	Throwing his arms and eyes wide, though too late with his legs, Theodore served mainly as a rather gangly cushion for Padma's fall. He too cried out as they toppled over, though in what he hoped was a more masculine octave. "Are you alright?" he asked with a chuckle as he lay, admittedly slightly sore but not upset, on the gritty ice. (Reply to this) (Parent)