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Cormac McLaggen (macmclaggen) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-27 16:19:00

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character: cormac mclaggen, character: lavender brown, status: complete

RP: A friendly drink
Who: Cormac & Lavender
What: Cormac wants to talk Dueling Club. Sure.
Where: Finnigan's, The Common Room
When: Wednesday night at 7pm
Status: Closed / In progress

Lavender Brown didn't seem like a flirt. Of course, back in school she had been, but everyone had grown up and changed. Mac was surprised she'd said yes to his offer of a drink and Dueling Club talk.

And yet, here he was at 5 of seven, settling into a seat at the bar at Finnigan's, waiting to see what buying her a drink (or two) might get him. He'd even closed up the shop an hour early to go upstairs and change into a relaxed t-shirt and jeans. He'd known of Lavender in school - she was younger, but in Gryffindor, and from what he'd heard she'd had her share of crushes. When he'd first seen her running the Dueling Club he'd found it hard to reconcile the memory of a silly little girl with hearts in her eyes for the Weasley with the woman so in charge and seemingly carefree.

He ordered himself a simple pint of stout and glanced - practiced, nonchalant - around the room to see if she'd arrived yet.

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angustifolia
2014-09-04 05:24 pm UTC (link)

Lavender withdrew her hand, enjoying the sight of his rather attractive smile. "Well, that's very forward," she teased; flirting with Mac seemed like a different sort of sparring than she usually did.

"Then again, it's not every day that I get invited to someone's rooftop." She was having too much fun to want to stop now and, thinking about it, even moving over to the Corner opened her up to potential teasing from Seamus. Hmm. "Okay. If that's a genuine offer, let's go before I change my mind."

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macmclaggen
2014-09-04 05:28 pm UTC (link)

Mac gave her a surprised look, his eyebrows moving up genuinely into his hairline and then he nodded. "A genuine offer, I promise. I have a pretty extensive collection at home, of wine, and rarely anyone to enjoy it with." He put down coins for their drinks and stood, "Shall we then?" He asked, his hand indicating a path through the bar. They could walk to his place easily enough, and the night was warm, and he felt like maybe it was going to get even warmer.

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