Hannah Josephine Abbott (missabbott) wrote in everybodyever, @ 2010-12-27 21:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | jillian: neville, nell: hannah, player: jillian, player: nell |
"I think this was the perfect idea," Hannah admired, gesturing with her wine glass towards the fire he had sparked in a makeshift pit, as the retirement of the wonderfully bright Mediterranean sun from a cloudless sky had caused the night to pick up a chill. "We'll need blankets, too," she decided, pulling off the sweater she had put on when leaving their near-by temporary home for a stroll, and concentrating on doing a proper transfiguration of it.
The afghan had sleeves, and remained cableknit, but it was now large enough for two at least, and Hannah put her own arm in one, and held the other out to Neville where he stood above her, having saved the remaining wine from the fire. "Sit with me," she bade him, staring in an enticingly inebriated fashion.