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Penny (clearlypenny) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“Hmm, that sounds like a lovely evening. You’re endearingly skilled at hugging which is a skill you shouldn’t let become rusty. Add in a giant couch and some oddly coloured alcohol drinks then I’d be willing to forgive even the music.” Darker corners would help hide her blushes at the prospect of being a little closer to him in public in a nightclub of all places.

Her own drink was brought to her lips despite a warning to be careful; it wasn’t spiked but the sugar in it could be just as dangerous if she wasn’t entirely careful. “How is he getting on with those potions? Not that you need any but if you’re asking if I’d like to check for myself…,” her eyes flitted to his face, pulse speeding up ever so slightly at her own interpretation of his offer, the way her mind twisted something innocent into the territory she knew to stay far away from. “I’d like that. Make sure any women sticking around are worthy enough of you.”

It was a relief to walk through, setting her cup onto a nearby coaster to take Lucy’s small hands into her own. Twirling the little girl in a sea of turning magical horse and wings as she let out a small laugh of her own. “Can you do this?” Grinning as she performed some of the 70’s dance moves her own mother had taught her - twin fingers drawn across her eyes to dip lower until she was Lucy’s height. Easy, familiar muggle moves before spinning the both of them.