frank longbottom would like a stiff drink. (ex_franklymy414) wrote in beforethewarrpg, @ 2011-08-15 17:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | alice trimble, frank longbottom |
Who: Frank and Alice
What: post-battle and post-hospital recovery.
When: er...like a week ago. Very late August 6/very early August 7 [backdated]
Where: Alice's flat
Warnings: TBA
Status: Incomplete
Despite having continued to pursue the man holding Remus further into the house even after it had started falling down around their ears, and having taken a shot from the man's Muggle weapon to his left upper arm, Frank insisted on being allowed to leave the hospital. He disliked the idea of being here when he was about 95% certain that the man who caused his injuries was a healer here, and even if it wasn't Dolohov, sitting in the hospital had always made Frank feel rather like a sitting duck. Especially now that he had taken enormous risks not only for his job but for the Order. Anywhere was safer than a big public place like this.
After they released him, he disapparated immediately, heading for his own place. He knew Alice had left already, and gone there, but he did his own sweep of his flat and its wards to make sure no one but Alice had gotten in. Thankfully, nobody had, so it wasn't long before he was disapparating again, this time to Alice's.
He landed in her living room, and it wasn't until then that he realized how tired he was. But he put on a smile for Alice, and after confirming each other's identities, curled an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. "I did wish for life to get a little more exciting," he said dryly, resting his head against hers. "Looks like I got what I wished for, doesn't it?"