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Tweak says, "Hold the door!"

Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-08-03 01:22:00

Entry tags:

character: adrian pucey, character: alicia spinnet

RP: Alicia and Adrian
Who: Alicia and Adrian
What: A walk and talk in the park
Where: Claverton, Bath
When: Sunday, August 2, afternoon
Rating: SFW

There was something about spending your Sunday in your childhood home. It felt even more special to have Adrian there. Not that it was the first time he was there, but him being there, not as a guest, but as Adrian, where she had grown up and spent her summers when she had been home from Hogwarts. That was probably also how she had ended up Apparating the two of them to the Dundas Aqueduct so they could take a walk by the coal canal.

Tucked under Adrian’s arm, her hand resting on his hip as they walked, Alicia smiled up at him and gave his hand a gentle squeeze before she stopped them by the little bridge. Looking up at the yellow villa on the hillside on the other side of the canal she felt every bit in awe as she had been whenever she had seen it as a little girl. “I used to dream about living in that house when I was little,” she smirked, her cheeks heating up a little at her childhood dreams.

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_alicia_
2015-08-03 12:59 am UTC (link)

Raising her eyes, Alicia’s met Adrian’s. They really had been through what most people would consider huge dealbreakers, from dead husbands, over children and too busy work-lives, to ties to the Death Eaters. Adrian didn’t tell her he loved her very often, but it didn’t matter. He didn’t have to say it directly, he showed it and, well, he said in other words. Like now.

Raising her eyes a little more, she chuckled softly at his joke. “I think getting a goat might actually be a dealbreaker now,” she said quietly and leaned in to rest her head against his chest. “I’m sorry about how things have been lately.”

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adipucey
2015-08-03 03:03 am UTC (link)

Adrian shook his head, "No, you have nothing to be sorry for. We're all...," he sighed, "this is new for all of us. It might seem like the same thing, but we've not dealt with this before, not so directly, not since..." Adrian didn't like to talk about the war, his guilt over his family and his fleeing often tore him open, silently of course.

"I'm sorry I've been so all over you," he smiled, "well, I'm never sorry for being all over you, but, you know what I mean," he reached up and gently lifted her face from where she'd leaned against him, looking into her eyes once more. "What can I do?" The entire conversation seemed soft and quiet, now, and just for them.

Even as he asked the question, he knew one thing he was going to do. Alicia wanted to be a princess in this very castle? That was one dream he could make come true, with the time to do it, and as far as he and Alicia were concerned, he felt they had all the time in the world.

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_alicia_
2015-08-03 11:28 am UTC (link)

Even as he asked the question, he knew one thing he was going to do. Alicia wanted to be a princess in this very castle? That was one dream he could make come true, with the time to do it, and as far as he and Alicia were concerned, he felt they had all the time in the world.

Adrian’s fingers, so used to handling all sorts of ingredients, from the nearly unbreakable to the almost impossibly volatile compositions, were so gentle. Looking at him, his question kept ringing through her head; what can I do for you? What could he do for her? He loved her, he loved her children, he got along with her family, he even got along with Daniel’s family. He didn’t ask her to change, he didn’t expect her to change, he supported her decisions. The past month he had been there, he’d stayed close, he’d been ‘all over her’ as he called her, and she had… she’d found comfort in it. A rare comfort that she hadn’t realized she had needed until it had been there.

“You’re doing it,” she told him, the soft smile returning to her lips as she looked at him. “You being… all over me…” had been just what the Healer ordered, and he’d just done it. His reaction to the bombings had kept her from falling apart completely in her reaction to the bombings. “You’re doing it.”

Pausing for a moment, she frowned slightly. “There is one thing… Uhm… Do you make Wolfsbane Potion?”

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