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holding_the_bag (holding_the_bag) wrote in seditio_wayback,

"Actually," he confided, leaning closer to her, intoxicated by her sweet scent, "although the ministry would be good, I'd really like to land a spot with a professional quidditch team." He hadn't even told his family that yet, it was a secret dream of his.

"Pets? Yes, we do," he smiled, "actually we just got a puppy over the summer, because our old dog passed on, poor old girl. This one's just a puppy. Her name is Babushka, and she's a Sharpei/Labrador mix. Wait, I think I have a picture of her." He pulled out his wallet, and opened it to a moving picture of an adorable golden ball of fur, which he proudly held out for Marly's inspection. "There she is, there's my little Babs. I think she would love you, Marly," he said impulsively, "I hope she gets to meet you." And he blushed at his own boldness.