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Oliver Wood (die__trying) wrote in snark_n_bark,
@ 2008-09-08 19:38:00

Entry tags:

complete, faelan, harry, oliver

Second verse
Who: Oliver, Faelan and Harry
Summary: The brothers try again

Oliver left his flat at half four, knowing he was entirely too early for his meeting with Faelan, but unable to sit in his flat any longer. He'd already paced a path onto the carpeting of his lounge and that more time spent staring at the clock wasn't going to do his mental health any good.

He'd Apparated just outside the town limits, deciding a walk to the pub would calm the last of his nerves (or close enough). It mostly worked and by the time he stepped through the doorway to the bar, he felt almost himself.

Never having been in one of the private rooms here, Oliver looked around for some indication of where he should go.

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mussed_hair
2008-09-08 07:59 pm UTC (link)

Harry took Faelan around the waist and Apparated them to just outside the Three Broomsticks. Normally, he would have preferred the head-clearing walk into town, but Faelan had changed his clothes three times before he gave the whole idea of fashion up as bad business. He'd ended up in his usual jeans and t-shirt, although Harry could tell they were newer than Faelan's normal clothes.

When they coalesced, Harry held Faelan a second longer than necessary, as close to a hug as they came most days. The boy had been increasingly quiet and jumpy as the hours to dinner passed. Harry had been doing his level best to hide his own confused feelings so that Faelan would feel confident in one of them.

Just inside the door, they found Rosmerta approaching Oliver, who had managed to be even earlier than they were. Harry had hoped for a few moments alone to get a drink or two into Faelan beforehand, but it couldn't be helped now, so he stepped forward and asked the owner for the room he'd arranged. Rosmerta gave him a wink, remarking on how dapper they all looked as she lead the way to a private room in the back that revealed itself from a crack in the foundation.

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runaway_cub
2008-09-09 05:30 pm UTC (link)

Faelan had thought he'd have a minute to orient himself before seeing his brother, but the moment they walked through the door, there he was. Oliver was early, and Faelan wondered if he'd come to ease his nerves beforehand, like Faelan had intended to. But now it was too late. The confrontation was upon him, and it was only with distant awareness that he took note of the woman named Rosemerta directing them to a nook of a lounge, already set with tea and firewhiskey, at the back of the pub. He was too busy staring at Oliver, who stared back, and Faelan was unsettled when the door closed behind them and he turned to face his brother.

"Hey," he said, his mind going blank and his mouth growing dry as silence rang around them. The sight of his brother standing across from him again overwhelmed him and he noted with one long glance the casual grace of his brother's posture, the slight tilt of his head, the wide-eyed openness in his expression that Faelan had completely forgotten but which was now so painfully familiar. A glimpse over his shoulder proved that Harry was nearby, giving him a prompting nod.

He rubbed his hands on his trousers, and then raked one through his hair, which Padma had trimmed for him with a charm she learned from Parvati. "Um, thanks for coming."

	die__trying 2008-09-11 09:25 pm UTC (link)
	"The one I made to you the first time I held you, when you were about three days old," his voice broke again and he swallowed hard to clear it before continuing. "When I promised that I'd always look after you, always protect you, be the best big--" He couldn't continue. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	die__trying 2008-09-11 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	He was amazed to find himself chuckling in response, smiling a bit wider as he wiped at his own face. "We're not, unless we've just won the league and took a Bludger to the head doing so. And even then it's frowned upon." It was hard, letting him go, but he dropped his arms to the sides and gave Faelan space. In actuality, he needed a bit of his own to collect himself. (Reply to this) (Parent)

	mussed_hair 2008-09-11 10:26 pm UTC (link)
	Harry conjured handkerchiefs and subtly let them drift across the table. "Didn't know I was getting saddled with a couple of girl's blouses," he said, refilling the firewhiskeys all around. His own eyes stung, but as long as he kept focusing on his hands, Harry knew he'd be in the clear in a few moments. (Reply to this) (Thread)

	die__trying 2008-09-11 10:31 pm UTC (link)
	Oliver snatched up the handkerchief and wiped at the remnants of wetness near his eyes before snorting in Harry's general direction. "Bugger off, Potter," he said, still with the same smile on his face, "we're having a moment here in case you didn't notice." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)