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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey ([info]_alicia_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-02-03 21:01:00

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Entry tags:character: adrian pucey, character: alicia spinnet

Who: Alicia and Adrian
What: Talks and considerations about the future, maybe?
Where: Adrian’s flat, Monument Alley
When: Tuesday, February 3 2005, evening
Rating: TBD


The letter had arrived in the mail this morning. All morning – or rather; all day, if she was being honest – she’d been eyeing the white envelope with the King’s College logo on the front. When she had first seen it, she had felt a rush of excitement and had been about to tear it open right then and there, but then the magnitude of what that letter held had hit her, and she had taken a deep breath before bringing the letter inside. She could open it once the kids were in school.

Except she could, because she didn’t want to be alone when she read that letter. But the Foundation office hadn’t felt like the right place to do it, either. When it was time for her to go home, she hadn’t, but had instead gone upstairs in the neighbouring building and had let herself into Adrian’s flat.

Holding up the letter so he could see it, she hadn’t said anything, because she just didn’t know what to say. Instead, she had pulled herself up to sit on his work station, careful not to move or knock anything over.

“I really want this,” she told him, biting her lip as she looked up at him. “So incredibly much and now I’m scared to look.”



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[info]adipucey
2015-02-03 11:42 pm UTC (link)
Adrian's smile matched her own and when she finally read the missive he laughed along with her. "Never any doubt, love," he chuckled, leaning down to kiss her neck in a quick line. Lifting his head he moved to take the letter from her hands and set it safely on the bench next to them, on a clean cutting board.

"I knew it," he said, "you should have learned by now that I'm always right. Slytherin, remember?" He gave her a cocky smile and then another congratulatory kiss. "How do you want to celebrate?" He asked, already cataloging in his mind if he had any champagne or good wine in the flat.

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[info]_alicia_
2015-02-04 10:03 pm UTC (link)
“Mmm,” Alicia moaned softly, stretching her neck to keep Adrian’s kisses coming. His words were comforting – she couldn’t even begin to describe how much his faith her meant to her – and his kisses were slowly, but surely, turning the nervous energy that had been building into an entirely different kind of energy. Add to that the thrill and excitement of getting accepted into college…

Opening her mouth to object to Adrian’s claim that Slytherins were always right, all she got for her trouble was Adrian playing dirty and shutting her up by kissing her. That kind of argumentation she couldn’t fight, and she didn’t want to either. “Celebrate?” she asked, her lips brushing against his as she spoke. “I’ve all this energy built up from worrying about that letter all day, so we… can…” Playfully, she nipped at his lips again the pressed a kiss to the side of his chin, “go run five or siz miles, or we can,” she grinned and nudged her nose gently against his, “stay right here,” she whispered.

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