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Julian Travers (licentious1) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Julian moved to Tristan's other side and slipped his arm over his brother's shoulders - Merlin, hadn't there been a time when Tristan had been a lot shorter than him? And he felt so thin and frail that it had Julian wanting to bundle him up, take him home, and have Fluffy wait on him until he had some meat on his bones. But for now...

"You have the best ideas, as always, Dora." He made a wave to the solicitor - the man had made hundreds of galleons over the last six years from Travers purses - and led them toward the exit. Minutes later, they stood out on the street. It wasn't the nicest of days, but the sun shone through the clouds and it wasn't raining.

And his brother was home.

He didn't know what to say, what the occasion called for after these sorts of circumstances, so he simply said the first thing on his mind. "I got a dog while you were away. You can meet him later, he'll like you."