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prankstrinchief ([info]prankstrinchief) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-02 17:36:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: november 10 2003, character: alicia spinnet, character: george weasley

Who: Alicia Spinnet and George Weasley
What: Date!
Where: Ciao Trattoria
When: November 10, 6PM
Rating: Should be worksafe at the beginning, potentially not so much so later on



George was actually nervous as he was getting ready for the date. He'd skipped out during his lunch break to make reservations at the nicest restaurant on Diagon Alley, which had been a little complicated, because really they prefered you made appointments a few weeks out, but George had it on good authority that if you greased the correct palms, you could get in. Which, thankfully, had worked, because otherwise he'd need a plan B. So now he was getting dressed and preparing to apparate to Alicia's flat to get her. He really wanted everything to go perfectly, he didn't want to blow his chance with her.

Once he was ready, he left his flat, locked up the shop, and stopped at a flower shop close by to grab a bouquet before apparating and appearing at her front door. He took one deep breath before knocking confidently on the door and waiting for her to respond.



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[info]spinrightround
2012-01-04 04:50 am UTC (link)
She snorted at the thought of matching snores from Fred and Lee. It made her miss Lee and everyone else from back in their quidditch days. Oh, to be so young again, and the only worry was whether or not Oliver would make them get up early for practice. "Well, I fully expect you to tell me if either of them talked about me in their sleep," she teased.

"Well, I envied the two of you, and not just for missing out on NEWTS. I had to wait years to figure out what to do with my life, but you had it worked out long ago. No small thing, that."

Mmmm, he was definitely whetting her appetite with the added chocolate to the fantasy breakfast. Her foot, which had been neglecting him for a while as they ate, decided to make itself known again. The toe of her heel slid down to his ankle, the peeked up his trouser leg, rubbing gently against his sock and skin. "The chocolate definitely sweetens up the deal," she said with a playful lick to her bottom lip. "Especially if it's dark chocolate." Oh, how she wished she had some now, and perhaps a spoon to lick lasciviously to tease the poor boy.

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[info]prankstrinchief
2012-01-04 07:27 pm UTC (link)
"I'm not sure I'd know if they did, it was mostly mumbles and such, don't think there was any actual english passed between them, but it was damn entertaining for the rest of us. They had a shouting match one night, in their sleep. No one knew what they were arguing about, and they didn't remember, though the rest of us helped egg them on during, which made it even funnier." He shook his head, remembering the days at Hogwarts fondly. Really, things had been great until their last year.

"Hey, sometimes you're just meant to do something. We just stumbled upon it really, after one of those 'what are you going to do with your life' conversations with McGonagle. It seemed like the obvious answer, after all, we were the best trouble makers in the school, there's no denying that!" He smiled proudly.

He smiled at her. "I think I can managed dark chocolate. I'd be happy to get you some chocolate to tide you over in the mean time, you know, since I brought up the topic." He thought a trip to the ice cream shop for desert might be a nice way to wrap up dinner, plus would give them a chance to walk a little, which he always enjoyed.

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