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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey ([info]_alicia_) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-10-22 22:40:00
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RP: Dinner at Claverton
Who: Alicia, open to Angie, Katie, Oliver, and Adrian
What: Dinner and talking
Where: Ground floor drawing room at Claverton
When: Thursday evening, October 22 2005
Rating: SFW

Note left on the dining table in Alicia’s house:


Dinner is served...
...in Claverton.

There's Floo Powder by the fireplace. The destination is "Claverton".

See you there,
~Alicia



Closing her eyes, Alicia let her head fall back as she breathed in deeply. The room had this typical smell of empty house, even though the house itself had only been vacated little over a month. A sense of calm filled her, not unlike the first time she had stepped into the house on Sheffield Terrace. Home. This was home, though they wouldn’t be moving in for at least another couple of weeks.

With a smile, she opened her eyes again. As much as she would have loved to, standing the in the middle of the room wasn’t enough, when she had invited her friends for dinner.

Unpacking the hamper she had brought, she levitated candles in different sizes, shapes and colours to different places in the empty room, and with a wave of her wand lit them, so she had some light in the continuously darkening twilight. Once the blankets were spread out on the floor, in front of the fireplace, she cast some strategic cushioning charms and arranged the sandwiches she had picked up from Crumbs along with the wine, water, and juices.

There. She was all ready. Now all she needed was her friends.


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