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Tweak says, "How old are you really?"

Victoire Weasley Lupin (theblondweasley) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-08-17 08:47:00

Entry tags:

!@event, !closed, ted lupin, victoire lupin

WHO: Ted Lupin and Victoire Weasley
WHAT: Meeting up.
WHEN: Shortly after this.
WHERE: A coffee shop not far from the ~~Grand Library~~ bus station.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

Victoire hurried down the street with a smile on her face and her heart thumping happily in her chest. He was here! Her Teddy had arrived. Yes, she knew he preferred being called Ted and she did her best to respect that, but she'd known him simply far too long. He would always be Teddy, first and foremost. And now he was here. Crossing the street, Victoire pointed her feet in the direction of the coffee shop. She wasn't sure how far from the shop he'd been when she'd given him the address but if he was close, she didn't want to make him wait for too long. This place could be... disorienting, upon arrival.

Stepping inside, her blond locks swaying slightly from the onslaught of cold air, she scanned the crowd. He didn't seem to be there, which she considered a good thing. Ted could handle most anything but she didn't want him having to mingle with people he didn't know while waiting for her in a strange city that contained people he'd long since believed to be dead. That was a little much to ask of anyone, even him.

Snagging a table that was out of the way, Victoire watched the door. When he entered, she couldn't help but smile as she waved him over.

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filsduloup
2010-08-18 01:10 pm UTC (link)

And there. Another reason why Ted Lupin thanked every deity he could think of every day that he had this wonderful, loving woman in his life. Just add that right on to the pile of reasons there.

"Dinner is a fantastic idea," he said, a smile easing the tension in his features, his hair slowly fading back to its usual color. "I'll invite them out... and apologize for being a world-class idiot."

He brought her hand back up to his lips, letting them linger in her knuckles, breathing in the scent of her skin. "As weird as this sounds, since we should, by all rights, be getting ready for our wedding... I'm glad you're here. I don't think I could handle this without you around to keep my feet on the ground."

Normally, Ted was a composed person, fully grounded in reality. You had to be, in his line of work. You had to have a good head on your shoulders and be calm under pressure. This, though... This was a different kind of stress and he needed help with it. Thank Merlin for Victoire.

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