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Melinda Bobbin ([info]_melinda_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-29 01:16:00
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RP: Remind me again
Who: Melinda and Oliver
What: Going for some more reminders
Where: Sweet Nothings, to start
When: August 28, 2004, after closing time
Rating: SFW


The Greengrass-Malfoy wedding was still almost 6 months away, but the first consultation would be in two days. Every wedding she did was important, a way to get her name and skills showcased, but this? This would be huge, most likely the biggest she had done until now and the extensive guest list, as Ms. Greengrass had called it, was bound to include some very influential people. This had to be perfect, though not just because of the influence it could have on her business, but because Astoria Greengrass had always provided the best service and assistance when Melinda had visited Twillfit & Tattings.

So after the last customer of the day had left and they had cleared the front for the cleaning witch to clean, Melinda had retreated to the kitchen in the back to prepare her own little binder of ideas and inspiration as a to-do list of what she needed to have prepared for Saturday afternoon. That of course, also had the added bonus of keeping her busy until Oliver showed up. The thought of seeing Oliver again, and not just as a customer, had her smiling to herself. Cho had prodded and hinted at knowing, trying to get Melinda to tell, but though she had never thought twice about telling Cho anything, she hadn’t this time. Not because it was a secret or because it was sordid or embarrassing. No, the kiss on top of the London Eye and falling asleep cuddled up with Oliver while watching the sun rise and waking up tucked into bed hours later was her memory and that memory had been a birthday present from Oliver.

Humming to herself, she set the butter creams to whipping and started tasting each of the mousses to make sure that they were just right.


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