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Pandora Montgomery (pandacharms) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dora simply smirked at Julian. Once she knew more where she stood with things -- she did miss the ... rules and formalae of a pureblood courtship, she really did, she always knew where she stood there -- she would open up more about it. Until then, she would figure things out on her own, she supposed.

She wasn't sure how well her wand would work for him, if she was being honest, but despite its loyalty to her, she thought it would listen to her desires that he be able to use it for a little while, at least. It was an act of trust, though, giving one's wand over to someone, and that she didn't flinch doing it said a lot. She grinned at Julian. "Nah, just wanted to make sure you knew where you should keep your bum, despite pretty waitresses tempting you away." She teased him and winked.

She grimaced slightly in sympathy. "I still don't know where my old wand went either," she told Tristan wistfully. She still missed it; she'd grown up with that wand. It might have done some bad things for her, but it had done whatever she had asked. She accepted her ice cream quietly, leaning back in her chair a little as the brothers discussed a shopping trip. "The Hard Knutt does a good massage," she murmured.