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Tweak says, "Do I dazzle you?"

Nymphadora Xenophilius (nymphaxeno) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-10-31 10:51:00

Entry tags:

nymphadora weasley, paul creevey

WHO: Paul Creevey & Nymphadora Weasley
WHAT: Dora apologizes.
WHERE: Hufflepuff Commons.
WHEN: Later Afternoon. Around the time he discovers her peace offerings.
WHY: Because he took away her nickname priveleges~ :3
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Closed / in Progress

It was with a heavy, remorseful heart that Nymphadora Weasley woke up in her Hufflepuff Dormitories that evening. Being a person whow was highly impartial to any form of negativity, she has never learned how to handle a situation where she had unintentionally upset someone. There was a constant ache in her chest since the realization that his anger in the journals had been genuine. She was only joking! How could anyone believe that she could actually make someone into a pie? The worst part was it was Paul- in a way the burden was heavier because it was him who was mad at her, and such ony exemplified his importance to her.

So with a determined line to her shoulders, she woke and headed immediately for the kitchens. Her entire afternoon had been dedicated to making her pies for Paul, which the elves had only been too accomodating to assist her with. By late afternoon, she was able to accomplish three: a lemon meringue, a strawberry designed with hearts, and her personal favorite, a banana cream one. With specific instructions, the house elves had gone to Paul's room and left the pies on his bed, along with a note from her, folded into a paper plane, just like they always did, even when they were together. She only hoped he wouldn't get more upset with her...

Dishiveled and possibly covered in flour, Dora retreated back to the Commons. It was with exhaustion that she decided lounging for a second on the couch near the fire to rest would be a good idea. The moment her head hit the couch arm, she was out cold...

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nymphaxeno
2008-11-01 03:29 am UTC (link)

Light eyes widened even further when he moved to sit beside her- where an aim at her face would be perfect. Again, she shifted away from him, but found that he back was already flat agaiinst the other couch arm. Nowhere to go...

But then, Paul suddenly spoke. And... apologized? Dora's dark brows drew together in momentary confusion, but her expression softened when he was done. "Aw, Paul. I'm really sorry. I should have known when to stop. I know I went too far..." she insisted, then rembled on, her hands going every which way as she explained. "Sometimes I just forget when to stop when I've gained momentum, you know. Then it'll take a trainwreck for me to stop. And it did happen. You got mad at me, and Merlin, you don't know how... sad I've been. I cant even eat properly! And you know me, I love my food..."

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debonairpaul
2008-11-02 08:19 pm UTC (link)

Of course, she had to try to move further away from him, which made it that much worse? He was really beginning to hate the fact that he overreacted. Couldn't he have just laughed and let it go? In fact, come to think of it, if he hadn't gotten upset, they probably wouldn't have gotten so detailed with it anyway.

Paul listened to her little rant until she got to the part about not being able to eat and then he waved his hands in a 'stop right this minute' sort of motion, "You haven't been eating?" he demanded before she'd even properly stopped talking, "Dora, I was just ticked. I was never going to stop being friends with you. I just needed to blow off some steam for a while and get it out of my system...I didn't want you to get upset. I should have just let it go to begin with. You never meant anything by it, I know, but I was stupid, you've got to eat something though," he insisted, reaching around and grabbing the pie, absently grabbing his wand and summoning two quils which he promptly transfigured into forks, handing her one and sitting the pie in front of her with a pointed look.

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nymphaxeno
2008-11-02 08:56 pm UTC (link)

Dora's ceased talking when he held a hand up to stop her: an immediate action, which she guessed was his intention. She listened quietly when he spoke, the knots in her chest significantly loosening with every word that left his mouth. She wanted to hug him, then apologize again, but he suddenly summoned the pie on the table, transfigured two quills into forks and handed one to her. Instantly, her stomache grumbled and she blushed, hands coming to rest over her cheeks. His intention was clear, and because she was so hungry, she couldn't resist the offer. Inching a little closer, she sat indian-style on the couch, waited until they were shoulder to shoulder before she took a piece and brought it his mouth. "I made this for you. You should take the first bite, obviously."

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debonairpaul
2008-11-04 04:33 pm UTC (link)

He was relieved when she didn't seem to be...well, frightened of him any more. It made him feel bad, to see her scooting so far away, acting as though he were some monster. Still, she seemed to be okay as she came forward. He simply watched her. He was going to make sure that she ate some of the pie, and then preferably, he would take her down to the kitchens to get some real food. He wasn't entirely expecting it when she offered the first bite to him though, however to save time arguing, he rolled his eyes with a playful air and took the bite. It really was a good pie, he thought. Dora could be good at something like that. Professional pie maker. After he swallowed he said, "I like it," just to assure her that it was indeed a good apology, "Now eat, Dora," he insisted. He was going to eat with her, but he'd eaten that day, and she hadn't, so she was the first priority right then.

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nymphaxeno
2008-11-06 09:36 am UTC (link)

It was heart-warming to his his small praise of her four-hour labor. "I'm glad to hear that!" she beamed excitedly, clapping her hands once. Then, Paul's quick action and pointed stare spoke of his impatience. "Alright, alright." Taking her fork, she scooped a generous portion from the tray and brought the sweet-smelling pastry in her mouth. She smiled contentedly and settled more comfortably back on the cushions, looking up at Paul. "You look... different." she observed, a curious expression masking her features as she brought her fork into her mouth again. "It might just be because we haven't seen each other in a while. Unless, there is a reason for any sudden change in you that I'm not aware of..."

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debonairpaul
2008-11-06 03:30 pm UTC (link)

It made him feel better when she started eating, and seeing her reaction made him grin. At least she wasn't acting like she had a few minutes before. He took another bite, settling back like she did, and looking over when she made the curious statement. Did he? Paul hadn't really noticed, but that seemed to be the general opinion. Since he'd begun dating Kaida...had it really been a week? He knew that he'd gotten caught up with things, that he'd been swept up in relationships and planning. He had been waiting for the right time to bring it up to Dora, and then there was the whole pie fiasco. Stalling, he took another bite of pie, trying to come up with the words. He wasn't entirely sure what she was going to say, "I'm dating someone," he said tentatively, "It's a recent development and just when I was about to tell you, well..." he gestured to the pie. He ran a hand through his hair with a pleased sort of smile coming to his lips. Even a slight flush came to his cheeks. Merlin, he was hopeless, "It's Kaida."

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