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Megan Jones ([info]megsy) wrote in [info]veritaserum_rp,
@ 2008-09-11 19:19:00

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Entry tags:aidan chambers, megan jones

Who: Megan and Aidan
What: Dinner
Where: Meg's (and Seamus') flat.
When: Friday evening

Megan wasn't entirely sure what she was doing. Although she had always thought Aidan was quite fit, and terribly nice, not to mentino the fact that she found it amazing he wanted to be a healer, she had never given an awful lot of thought to what it would be like to date him. He had, however, been on the top of George's list, and George had to have some bizarre form of intuition, right?

So Megan had gone about to preparing a meal for Aidan. This gesture wasn't as over the top for a first date as some might have thought, what with Megan loving to cook and bake. She had a salad waiting on the table, and was in the process of finishing up her chicken pasta. Cookies were in the oven: white chocolate macadamia nut to spite Roger even further. In her skirt and sweater ensemble, Megan brushed a lock of wavy hair behind her ear just in time to hear someone at the door. Grinning, she made her way over to pull open the door. "Aidan!"



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[info]aidans
2008-09-21 01:27 pm UTC (link)
"Ye may want ter sit down for that." Aidan replied dryly, though he still wasn't capable of keeping away the hint of the mad smile that constantly lingered beneath the surface these days.

He pulled out a chair for Megan and placed it behind her in case her legs were to give away once he confided in his friend. "It's Tracey Davis an' I want ye ter help me woo her." Aidan paused for a moment before adding a soft. "Please?"

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[info]megsy
2008-09-22 09:48 pm UTC (link)
It was a good thing Megan had opted to wait to take a sip of her water. She surely would have spit it all out. It would have been just like one of those scenes in the movies, spraying all over the place in her horror.

Instead, Aidan got to see the completely disgusted and horrified look that took over her face at his confession. "Tr-" She let out a laugh- not a silly one, but the nervous type one gives off when they aren't entirely sure what they're supposed to be doing. "Tracey Davis?" She paused for a moment, praying for a laugh, a chuckle, a smile, anything that would hint that he had been kidding. Nothing.

"Are you out of your mind?" she blurted, eyes wide. "Tracey Davies!?" While it wasn't entirely rational (and Megan's though processes often weren't), Megan immediately went through the comparisons. Tracey Davis was a whore. Megan was not. Tracey Davis was a pureblooded snob. Megan was not. Tracey was a bitch. Megan was not, generally speaking. How come he wanted Tracey?! Why wasn't this a date?! Why the hell was Roger bloody Davies always so damned right?!

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[info]aidans
2008-09-24 01:20 pm UTC (link)
Ever so slowly the smile dropped off Aidan's face as he watched the expressions flicker over Megan's face. He should have known, the Irishman admonished himself silently. Tracey had something of a reputation, after all but Aidan was sure that they had...he wasn't quite able to find a word for it but it felt right. And even when it didn't – he would make it right.

"Megan." Aidan said seriously and looked straight at his friend. "I realize this comes as a bit of a surprise – it did ter me as well – but it works. She makes me happy an' we just...fit." Which probably wasn't the most rational explanation but nevertheless it was all the Ravenclaw could come up with.

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[info]megsy
2008-09-24 01:59 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, I'll bet she makes you happy," Megan snapped, insinuation obvious in her voice. She hadn't thought Aidan was the sort of bloke to date a girl for sex, but she failed to see any other upside when it came to that wretched woman.

"Tracey Davis is a slut Aidan," she told him, pushing her chair back from the table. She certainly wasn't in the mood for eating her picture-perfect meal now. Damn it- she had worked hard on it, too. "If you think I'm going to sit around here with you and come up with ways to keep her in your bed, you're out of your bleeding mind."

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[info]aidans
2008-09-24 02:29 pm UTC (link)
For a moment Aidan remained speechless and merely stared at Megan. Then, suddenly it felt as if all his jumbled thoughts wanted to get out of his mouth all at once.

"I don't want 'er in me bed." Aidan said, his voice cooling considerably while his accent rose with his level of agitation. "I want 'er in me life. I know 'ow ter keep 'er in me bed."

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[info]megsy
2008-09-25 01:09 pm UTC (link)
Ugh, men.

"Well, I hope you've got a lot of bloody stamina, because she'll be running after the next attractive bloke she sees the second you turn your back," she snapped. "If you've got some bizarre fantasy that she's going to change her ways for you, you're going to be in for a surprise, Aidan."

That may have been a bit judgmental of her, but Tracey Davis was one of those people Megan absolutely could not stand.

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