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Penny (clearlypenny) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-11-02 02:00:00

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character: penelope clearwater, character: percy weasley

Who: Penny, Percy and Lucy
What: Halloween.
Where: Penny’s house, Cornwall
When: Oct 31, 6pmish.
Rating: SFW

All these years later and Halloween was still her favourite holiday in the wizarding world. Penny loved the contrast between the muggle world with its stereotypical pointy hats, black cats and hooked noses complete with warts to denote witches and magical folk to those who knew the real magic of the wizarding world and dressed up as its own folklore. On her way back from work, Penny would have sworn she’d seen a babbling cauldron.

With an unplottable location shielding her from everyday guisers, the muggle world she knew so well would have to be kept separate for just a little longer. Penny was expecting her own guests; people she trusted implicitly and whose arrival was the cause for the soft smile playing on her features as she bustled around and set out a bowl full of sweeties nestled beside shiny apples.

Music was on low, jeans settled on her hips and over bare feet as Penny reached for one of the red fruit, able to resist taking a satisfying bite as she lounged against the kitchen counter and waited for them to arrive. Curious to see what the pair looked like and if Lucy had managed to sweet-talk her father into a costume of his own.

Fingers crossed that it was something that involved the Falcons. Now that would be a wager worth winning…
All these years later and Halloween was still her favourite holiday in the wizarding world. Penny loved the contrast between the muggle world with its stereotypical pointy hats, black cats and hooked noses complete with warts to denote witches and magical folk to those who knew the real magic of the wizarding world and dressed up as its own folklore. On her way back from work, Penny would have sworn she’d seen a babbling cauldron.

With an unplottable location shielding her from everyday guisers, the muggle world she knew so well would have to be kept separate for just a little longer. Penny was expecting her own guests; people she trusted implicitly and whose arrival was the cause for the soft smile playing on her features as she bustled around and set out a bowl full of sweeties nestled beside shiny apples.

Music was on low, jeans settled on her hips and over bare feet as Penny reached for one of the red fruit, able to resist taking a satisfying bite as she lounged against the kitchen counter and waited for them to arrive. Curious to see what the pair looked like and if Lucy had managed to sweet-talk her father into a costume of his own.

Fingers crossed that it was something that involved the Falcons. Now that would be a wager worth winning…

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clearlypenny
2014-11-14 11:42 pm UTC (link)

"Not even a teeny weeny love potion? One with a nice peppermint after-taste?” Her voice was sweet but that hint of mischief had crept into it - would she consider buying one? Not in a million years. Even in her novels the use of potions had been little more than a plot device but the main characters had always found something more real than bottled spells and enchantments. Real life didn’t quite work out that way, at least according to what little experience she’d had. “We might need to leave the hug-a-thon for a little bit later.” It was a secret she didn’t want to share with too many people.

Penny’s eyes caught the blush, smiling almost to herself as she danced with Lucy. There were many different types of blush that the redhead used, non-verbal cues that pulled her in and made her long to follow the colour creeping up his cheeks but.. Over the years, she’d become adept at banking down those thoughts, telling herself that there was no need to explore them and with her attention focused on Lucy she did just that. Lost in the dance, moving easily and without self-doubt.

“Hmm yes Lucy. Let’s see what moves your dad has and we can judge how good his moves are?”

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abidingpercy
2014-11-15 07:37 pm UTC (link)

He made a production of rolling his eyes but was internally quite amused. "You, woman, are a she-demon, have I told you that lately?"

He held up his hands to ward off the two females intent on making him dance of all things. "We all know quite well that my moves are non-existant, thank you kindly."

Lucy, however, was having none of it. She left Penelope's side to grab at Percy's hand, dragging him over to the 'dance floor'. "Please, Daddy?"

When had he ever been able to say no to her when she begged him like that? Maybe once or twice, but still extremely rarely. He held his free hand out to Penelope. "Perhaps the three of us could dance together, so that I won't be too embarrassed?"

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clearlypenny
2014-11-15 10:19 pm UTC (link)

“Not often enough. Who needs words of affection when you can whisper that I’m a she-demon?” Chortling a little as she watched Percy’s daughter advance on her father with the steely look in her eyes. It would take a stronger man than any she knew to be able to resist that please. Her eyes took in the sight of them both; tiny little mannerisms from a tilt of her head to the way she moved reminded her of Percy.
“Practice makes perfect, doesn’t it Luce?” Turning his words back on him.

Penny let herself be led into the small enclosure, grasping both of their hands as she moved along to the music the littlest one had chosen. It was easy, simple and that summed up her relationship with them both. Their generosity in letting her sneak into their family unit and moments like this where for a few heartbeats she could pretend that she belonged. That they were hers.

“You’ve nothing to be embarrassed about. I can guarantee your daughter got all of her very best moves from you with maybe a little help from a sprinkling of magic dust of course.” Fingers curled over his, finding a hint of warmth that she so often lacked., Later, later she might invite them both to drink and eat more but it was easy to get caught up in this moment.

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abidingpercy
2014-11-16 12:30 am UTC (link)

As long as he danced with Penelope and Lucy together, Percy didn't have to worry about steps or being graceful. He could simply follow their lead and enjoy the moment. Lucy's face was overjoyed that he had joined them, and Penelope... her fingers curled over his, prompting a traitorous ball of sensation in his stomach to awaken and remind him of its existence. Despite the voice inside him that said he should let go and save his sanity, he ignored it this once to warmly hold her fingers back.

The music changed and Lucy frowned, suddenly letting go of both Percy and Penelope's hands. "I don't like this one," she said as she went to the turntable and started moving the needle. The music changed again, but where Percy expected Lucy to come back and join them, she instead ran to get the parchment and quill that Percy had put down. "There, and it's your turn now. I'll score you, Daddy and Aunt Penny!"

Percy shook his head incredulously. Sometimes it amazed him that she was his daughter, rather than one of his siblings'. He looked to Penelope and gently squeezed the hand he still held. "Are you willing to risk stepped-on toes, Aunt Penny?" Though perhaps there had been a time when he hadn't been as clumsy on his feet, a time Penelope knew better than almost anyone.

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clearlypenny
2014-11-18 08:07 pm UTC (link)

Penny watched with a bemused smile on her face; everything Lucy did, she did with speed. A very special little whirlwind who moved through the room with ease as she sought out the music and began to change it. Easy enough - the needle had been charmed to make it safe as Penny herself had come too close too often to breaking fragile records that she’d taken the step. And yet, even though she’d learned long ago not to try and predict the actions of Percys little girl she was still surprised at the change in direction.

“I ah…,” Not often that she was wrong footed but Penny wasn’t entirely sure how to react. It was a simple request and only her own foibles making it awkward. “For you? I’d risk more than a few squashed toes and my feet can always recover.” A quick glance down at her bare feet before smiling and moving a little closer. “Are you going to give me danger-points Lucy? I’m risking life and limb here!”

Conscious of where she was, with the sweet taste of halloween punch lingering on her tongue, the ward-smith moved closer to her closest friend and offered him a half-smile that curved up her lips. “Lists, scoring and evaluating others? Hmm I wonder just where Lucy got those qualities from?”

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abidingpercy
2014-11-21 02:41 am UTC (link)

Lucy giggled at the request for danger points but shook her head. "No, silly. You can always do what I do and step on Daddy's feet first!" She referred to how she would often place her feet on Percy's for him to 'dance' them around, and Percy smiled in remembrance. He did, however, look down to Penelope's bare feet and looked a little sheepish.

"I promise not to hobble you," he offered.

As she moved closer, he was momentarily at a loss for what to do with his hands. It wasn't that he didn't know, it was just that he was suddenly overtaken by a memory and had to resist the thought of pulling her closer and- no, nothing he would dare, not here, not with Lucy nearby, and not with Penelope. He was thankfully distracted by her words and couldn't help the proud grin that spread over his face. For all the times he wondered where Lucy had inherited a given trait, he was equally pleased to see where she took after him. "I wonder as well," he said, finally taking Penny's hand in a proper dancing hold and reaching for her waist.

You can do this, he said to himself as a familiar scent reached his nose, reminding him of the past and the present all at once, as each held parts of the woman in front of him. He started to move slowly, being careful of where he stepped but still trying his best to resemble an actual dance for Lucy's benefit.

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clearlypenny
2014-11-22 08:26 pm UTC (link)

“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?”

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abidingpercy
2014-11-25 01:03 am UTC (link)

He winced at the reminder of their first dance, but felt a shiver run up his spine, both at the memory and the feel of her breath against his ear. "I've gotten better at quite a few things since then," he replied, and there was such truth in that statement. There were times when he barely recognized the boy he'd once been... but he had also learned so much about himself and the world since he was thirteen. Not to mention his few romantic ventures since saying goodbye to the beautiful brunette in his arms which had varied his experience considerably.

Lucy scribbled something on the parchment then held it up, showing a large number 10. "10 points to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw!" She grinned widely, thankfully completely ignorant of the memories and thoughts in her father's head.

Percy took in a deep breath and forced himself to let go of Penelope, a part of him fearing that if he didn't do so, he never would. It was the exact same feeling he had when he'd said his last goodbye as her boyfriend so many years ago. "You are as lovely a dancing partner as ever, Penelope." He followed the words up with a semi-proper bow in her direction.

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