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Penny (clearlypenny) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“Promise?” Trusting him, she moved closer as bare, defenceless toes braved the real possibility of being crushed to move a little closer. It was dangerous to be this close to him - when had it become like this? When had she first noticed the speeding of her pulse the closer she moved to him? “Sounds like a plan.”

Manners had her curling her hand around his, rising slightly up so she could look into his eyes and get another whiff of the cologne that was familiar and more enticing than it had any right to be. Finding the beat of the music, Penny moved as if this was an everyday occurrence and her voice was pitched low as she leaned a little forward towards his ear. “You’ve gotten better since 3rd year.” To that first dance and the memories it evoked. “Lucy must be good at keeping you on your toes.”

Following his moves, Penny let herself be led all the while under the watchful eyes of his daughter. The same daughter who Penny shot a glance towards and offered a quizzical eyebrow towards. “How are we doing over there, Lucy? Am I getting hundreds of points for Ravenclaw here or are you going to be a little biased towards your dads house of Gryffindor?”