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Tweak says, "All your base are belong to me"

darkhairedgryff (darkhairedgryff) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-16 22:22:00

Entry tags:

daphne greengrass, harry potter

Who: Harry and Daphne
When: Thursday Evening
Where:The House
What: Cause we're bored
Rating: TBA
Status: Closed / Complete

He'd had to do some major convincing on his part to get out of working on Tuesdays, which included agreeing to work security at Ministry functions for years to come. Not only were they dreadfully boring, but an absolute nightmare when it came to Auror work. Everyone was a member of the Ministry or made large donations and therefore expected to be treated like royalty. A nightmare. That's all he had to saw. He was almost tempted to take back the Tuesday shifts. Had he not had plans with Daphne for Tuesdays, he would have said 'hell with that' to the entire plan. As it were, he'd agreed. He now had Tuesdays free.

At the moment, he was neck deep in annoyingly complicated paperwork about a case they'd had the misfortune of handling. He hadn't even been present at the time and now he was suppose to be filing report after bloody report. He'd gotten about half way through the third report when he'd grew more then a little tired of reading the bloody things and pushed it off his lap and onto the floor. He'd pic it up later. For the moment, it could rot for all he cared. With a small groan, he stretched out on the couch, throwing an arm over his eyes with a sigh. There were days when he truly considered quitting and finding something else to do with his life.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 03:03 pm UTC (link)

Harry's own friends might very well share the idea that their relationship was strange. There would always be that particular hostility between Gryffindor and Slytherin, but he figured they'd probably be easier to convince on the topic of accepting it....well, most of them. Being stubborn was a part of the stereotypical Gryffindor mold, after all. He knew that well himself.

When she moaned, he felt the smile tug at the corner of his lips. It was just as adorable as it had been when she was eating, even if it did send her into laughter in the middle of a kiss. "See, I told you." Harry grinned. No, he hadn't been lying. He may attempt to avoid telling all the details, but he certainly didn't lie. It was a well known fact that Harry couldn't lie to save his life. He couldn't barely withhold all the information without giving himself away. At times he was hard to read, particularly when he was brooding, but for the most part he was an open book.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 04:32 pm UTC (link)

Daphne snorted, burying her face into his neck and groaning with displeasure. Well, maybe not displeasure, but she was slightly embarrassed that she had proved him right and that the first thing that came to mind was bread. And naturally, after that, the first thing that came to her mind was when else would bread come to mind if and when it happened again? Brilliant, now she associated sex and bread and it was just awkward all around.

Sitting up, she rubbed her face gently, feeling her cheeks redden and spread down to her neck. "You win," she said with a shrug, holding in a giggle. So she really did do that! Daphne laughed again, looking down at him.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Harry would have laughed had he known what Daphne was thinking...and ultimate do the same thing. As it was he just grinned at being proven right to his skeptical audience. His arm had tightened around her for the time she spent hiding her face, but released her when she sat up. It was nice to see the flush on Daphne's skin rather then his own, though, he also supposed that it looked better on her then it did on him. Funny how that always tended to work out that way.

"It's cute." he grinned, with a light shrug. He certainly wasn't complaining and he might even be disappointed if she stopped. "But I do believe you told me I would not be hearing any more of those?" he added, raising an eyebrow, teasingly. "I do believe you went back on your word."

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 04:58 pm UTC (link)

"Aha, and you are wrong, Mr. Potter," she said with a grin, putting her hands on her hips. "I said you wouldn't be hearing any of the other ones, not those. Naturally, you'll here those every time I eat bread." She laughed and dropped her hands to his chest, letting them rest there for a bit. "I never go back on my word," she said with a sure nod. Daphne believed that, too. Even if she did on occasion, though it would be accidental.

She couldn't hold back a smirk, followed by another short laugh. Being this disgustingly happy and giddy all the time wasn't her, but she didn't hate it, that was for sure. As an added extra, she grinned. "And I'll make sure you won't be lucky enough to hear anything of the sort," she said teasingly.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 05:07 pm UTC (link)

Harry smiled, quite content to remain in his current position. He supposed he'd have to get up eventually and order something for dinner ... seeing as he had yet again neglected the shopping. He'd do it tomorrow, and he meant it this time. Tomorrow was always a better option anyway. "We shall see, Mrs. Greengrass-Potter ... and I still think that's a mouthful. I'm just going to start calling you GP."

When it came to the whole name thing, he was quite glad he was a guy and didn't have to change it. He was quite content with Potter. He'd spent over twenty years with that name and he highly doubted he'd take the time to remember a new one. He supposed at least with the hyphenated version Daphne took, she still had her name in there so she didn't have to worry about it either. "Anything particular you want for dinner?" he asked, before adding. "Bread's a given."

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 05:13 pm UTC (link)

"Mrs. Potter works just as well, you know," she said with a grin, laying back down. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon if she had anything to do with it. And since she had him pinned, it looked as though she did have something to do with it. Just because her name was hyphenated, didn't mean he couldn't just call her Mrs. Potter. It was much easier, after all.

"You," she said jokingly, making herself comfortable once more. "I don't know, surprise me. You know I like anything that looks good."

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 05:29 pm UTC (link)

Harry didn't know what to make of the strange sense of pride he felt when she said that his name worked. Instead of pondering over it, he let it be. He'd much rather focus his attention on Daphne and their current conversation instead of the workings of his mind....that could take days. Women were complicated enough, but he'd rather deal with them then trying to figure out why he did what he did. His answer was that he just did, and he was perfectly fine with accepting that. That was all the explanation he needed.

"Well that explains why you like me so much," he teased, an arm snaking back around her when she got comfortable. He didn't make a comment on her response to what she wanted for dinner. Everything that came to mind would ultimately come back to bit him and he was quite done blushing for the time being.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 05:53 pm UTC (link)

At his little joke, Daphne laughed, giving a nod. "That's exactly why I like you, Harry. Because you look good," she said, still laughing. "And because you just taste so good!" she said, ambushing him with a kiss. It wasn't long or lingering, just quick and to the point. She laughed again as she pulled out of it and rested her head against him.

"Just get anything you want and I'll enjoy it with you," she said quietly, giving a half hearted shrug. She didn't mind, as long as it was edible.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 06:06 pm UTC (link)

Harry smiled, once she'd pulled back from the kiss, only then having a chance to. "I knew there was a reason." he chuckled, his left hand resting on the small of her back, his thumb idoly tracing small circles as they laid there. "And you don't taste so bad yourself...like...cherries, actually...which is kind of strange." he admitted, with a small shrug. Strange, but pleasant.

He didn't really know what he wanted. He wasn't particularly hunger, but he was thinking perhaps Thai or Greek. Either one sounded good. "What about Thai or Greek?" he asked, curiously. He wasn't sure if she liked either of those, but he didn't have a problem picking something else if she did. If all else failed they both liked Japanese and he couldn't very well get tired of eating that.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 06:35 pm UTC (link)

"Huh, that's odd," she said with a grin. "I don't like cherries at all," which wasn't entirely true. In France ... well, France was in the past now. She grinned and tried not to laugh. "I'm more partial to lemon or something citrus." That may have been a hint for sometime in the future if he needed to know. She did like her fruity scents, just not cherry.

"Greek sounds good, but whichever you prefer the most." Daphne had a taste for all sorts of foreign foods due to traveling a lot and being able to taste different dishes from different countries. And just then, a very odd thought came into mind. "Have you ever noticed that food from different countries seems to be based on a dare?" She wouldn't go into details, but he was a smart boy and could certainly figure out what she meant.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 06:43 pm UTC (link)

Harry shrugged. He had no idea why she tasted like Cherries, perhaps he was just wanting cherries. Who knew, though he did file away the information about citrus. It might come up later. "That's strange." he frowned slightly, but let it pass. It wasn't something to worry about. It wasn't like he didn't like it. Though, he supposed she could taste like a variety of different things and he still wouldn't give up the contact.

"A dare?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He'd never really thought about it all that much. Food was food. He knew what he liked and pretty much stuck to it. Oh, and Molly Weasley was the best cook in the bloody world...but that's about the only things he thought of in that department. "You mean, like I dare you to eat that without vomiting?"

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 09:33 pm UTC (link)

"You're strange," she said with a nudge, still not making any effort to get off of him, even if she should have at least sat up again so he could get some food. Daphne was lazy, this much was obvious, but she was also overly comfortable with her Harry shaped pillow.

"As in, different countries eat bladders and intestines and brains and tongues. Don't tell me you'd eat that on a regular basis unless you had to," she said surely. It was true, who would want to eat that kind of food. "And in third world countries, the game Hot Potato just turns into My Potato and it's terrible." Daphne wondered if Harry had any idea of what she was talking about, but realized he probably didn't.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 09:54 pm UTC (link)

Harry raised an eyebrow as he listened to her. She'd been right, he wasn't exactly following her logic on the issue of eating brains and tongues. He was much more of the home based kind of person. If it happened in Britain, he was aware of it. "And you say I'm strange." he responded, returning her nudge. "I wasn't thinking about eating brains and tongues."

It was a strange concept and was actually starting to make him go a bit green. "Can we stop talking about brains and tongues." he asked, grimacing. After a moment, he grinned and added, cheekily. "Unless it involves yours."

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-17 10:01 pm UTC (link)

Daphne laughed. "Okay, okay. No more discussions about brains or tongues. And I'm not entirely sure why you would even want to talk about mine. My brain is normal and my tongue ... well, you know what my tongue can do." She sat up again and winked. He didn't quite know just yet, but some day he'd find out.

"Okay, food. Greek and I decided that I'm hungry, so chop chop!" She clapped her hands and looked down at him expectantly. She couldn't tease him anymore without thinking about things she should not have been thinking of.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-17 10:06 pm UTC (link)

Harry laughed, and sat up himself. "Alright, alright." he responded, grabbing up the papers from the floor and putting them in a neat stack on the living room table. "I'll order your food, but we'll continue that tongue topic later." he responded, kissing her light before getting off the couch and heading out to the kitchen.

They had a variety of menu's from several of their favouite restaurants. All of them had been used at least once since moving in. Under normal circumstances, he would have just made something here...but he kept forgetting to actually go and buy groceries for the house. They had the basics, but nothing really interesting. He'd have to actually do that the following day.

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-18 03:35 pm UTC (link)

Daphne grinned. "Why continue talking about my tongue when you already know what it can do?" she asked coyly. No, he really didn't know, but that didn't mean anything. She grinned again and returned her kiss, movie just enough for him to get up.

Sprawling out on the couch where he was previously, Daphne yawned and watched him go into the kitchen. "Get me something really delicious," she said lazily. She had no preference, really. Food was food and she'd eat it.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-18 08:20 pm UTC (link)

"Fine," Harry shrugged, smiling as he picked up the Greek menu. "We'll just put it to work, then."

He wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to eat or what Daphne might want to eat. Something delicious...which could be a variety of items on the list. After a moment of quiet contemplation, he grabbed the phone made a quick call before sticking the menus back in the drawer.

Popping back into the living room, he grinned taking in the sight of Daphne now being the one sprawled out on the couch. He didn't mind. In fact, he was rather happy with the change. Climbing back onto the couch, he smirked down at her. "So, what was this about a tongue?"

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ex_transcend779
2008-07-18 08:48 pm UTC (link)

Daphne rolled her eyes and laughed. "Like you'd know how," she said challengingly, grinning the entire time. Her head rested against the pillow and she relaxed. This was too nice not to savor, so she said nothing more and just kept her eyes shut, just resting.

She didn't even hear him make the call, having tuned most things out to relax, but when she felt the couch move as he returned, she faked being asleep, though had to fight from laughing. Daphne couldn't blow her cover now.

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darkhairedgryff
2008-07-18 08:58 pm UTC (link)

Harry chuckled lightly, taking a moment to kiss the portion of her neck she had exposed to him. It was simply too tempting of an offer to resist. Starting at the base he took his time, working his way up to the spot behind her ear. There were just somethings you took your time doing. And her neck was one of those things that deserved the proper amount of attention.

"I know your not sleeping. You forgot to fake your snore." he responded, smiling against her skin. He was quite aware that she didn't snore. Make cute little moaning sounds, yes, but snore, no.

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