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Lavender Brown (en_lavender) wrote in enigma_rpg,
@ 2009-02-11 21:43:00

Entry tags:

* complete, 2004-02, character: lavender brown, character: richard summerby

RP: Baking, Not Stewing
When: February 11, 2004
Who: Lavender Brown, Richard Summerby
Where: Richard and Lavender's flat, Clink Street
Private/Public: Private
Rating: ~~All ages~~ Adult
Summary: Lavender and Richard take a chance to talk.

Lavender wasn't sure whether Rich was just busy at the office or if he was avoiding her. It was awkward and she'd known that it would be. Next month would be different, she told herself. Next month, she would be more settled and everything would just be easier. At least, she had to think positively because there was no point in being negative about it all.

As in times of stress, Lavender had resorted to baking. Baking, she reasoned, did less damage than reaching for a bottle of something alcoholic. Possibly she now had enough scones to last for the next month. There was also a tray of chocolate brownies that had just come out of the oven, but she was waiting to eat them, instead turning to cook herself some pasta for dinner.

Her saucepan of water was starting to boil when she felt the wards shift to welcome Richard. The longer she lived here the more she adjusted to the sensitivity of the spellwork, recognising him more easily than anyone else.

She moved to the edge of the kitchen area to see him come in through the door. Lavender bit her lip, offering him a small smile. "Hi. Busy day?"

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en_summerby
2009-02-11 06:54 pm UTC (link)

"You haven't seen anything yet," he smiled at Lavender. "Why do you think I have to work so hard not to be clingy?"

"Next month will be different," Richard nodded. "And I think it would be a good thing if between now and then, all of us, and talked about wants, and needs, and expectations, and fears. Think we can do that?"

"And speaking of all of us," he went on, "Valentine's Day. I thought there might be a party, but I wouldn't be going since its some pureblood thing and probably boring. There's a special dinner at the Leaky. How about if you, Susan and I go, we pick up Hannah when she gets off, and then someplace like the Alexander where we can dance all night? We can let your friends, Penny, the abrasive little Irishman, Parvati, anyone else, have them meet us, make a party of it ourselves. How does that sound?"

	en_lavender 2009-02-12 02:35 am UTC (link)
	"Thank you." She appreciated that effort. Both men meant too much to her to want either of them to be upset. Lavender shrugged, finding herself a bowl for her pasta. "I thought I was, too. But... I don't know. I've met her and spoken to her and..." Lavender bit her lip. "She's nice, but I'm just not attracted to her." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_summerby 2009-02-12 02:54 pm UTC (link)
	Richard nodded, smiling at Lavender's words, "Just letting you know, if that changes at some later date. Not saying it will, or that we should have another man involved, especially if you don't want to." "However you want," he said, resting a hand lightly on Lavender's shoulder. "All part of me learning about you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_lavender 2009-02-12 03:00 pm UTC (link)
	Lavender looked at Rich almost pensively. "Considering that I think I'm in love with you," she said carefully, "I don't think that's going to change." His hand rested on her shoulder and Lavender turned her head to kiss the back of it. "You should come share my bed more often," she decided. "So I get used to having you there, for next month." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	en_lavender 2009-02-12 04:09 pm UTC (link)
	Lavender nodded slowly, finishing her pasta. "I can understand nightmares, too. Don't have many, but they crop up occasionally." The one that plagued her on and off was just the memory of falling, just falling from that damned balcony. If she hadn't fallen... No, she couldn't dwell on that. "Like I said, you're welcome in my bed anytime you like." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)