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Gwenog Jones (haveyoumet_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Slightly flustered was a good look on him and she contemplated it as she leaned against the wall of the pub waiting for him to arrive. He prediction was correct. She didn't wait long. Then there was a hand sliding into hers. That wasn't something she'd expected, although it was sweet. Far sweeter than many of the people she took home with her.

She reached out and traced a finger slowly along his jawline from under one ear to the centre of his chin, smiling slightly indulgently. "My place or yours?" she asked. She took people back to her London flat fairly regularly, both muggle and magical. The magical ones she took care to take in via rooftop apparition though since it was warded to that people could only arrive that way if she was with them. The muggles she didn't have to worry about getting up to idiocy related to her fame. Plus apparition wasn't an option for them. The house in Wales was somewhere she rarely allowed other people to visit if they weren't family or her muggle neighbours.